Myriadia

Distorting

Joby moves in closer as Dayton, wearing nothing but Joby's large "Soungarden" t-shirt and his boxers, moves up against the headboard of the bed and pulls one of his legs towards his chest. Joby keeps eye contact, not looking anywhere else but Dayton's eyes.

Dayton decides to break the silence. "Joby... W-w-what are you doing?..." he asks, and before he knows it, Joby's nearly an inch away from his face.

Dayton stares into Joby's grassy-green eyes for the longest five minutes of his life before Joby, out of nowhere, grabs him by his legs under his knees and yanks him into the middle of the bed and forces his tongue into his mouth.

Dayton's face is beet red and he starts to feel his body getting hotter as he lets a muffled moan slip out of his mouth around Joby's tongue. Joby pins his arms down to the bed and tangles their tongues together.

Dayton squirms a little, but he eventually gives in.

Joby lays his body on top of Dayton's, and lets his arms go as he rests his tongue on top of his.

Dayton quietly moans and pushes his tongue to the back of his mouth, almost touching the back of his throat. Joby lets a satisfying, rough and low growl rumble in his throat.

He pushes himself up so he stands above Dayton on fours once more. A trail of saliva runs between their tongues, Joby's breathing is a little faster than it was before. Dayton's heart is pounding in his chest as he looks up into Joby's eyes.

Joby's thick, long curly black hair is draping around their heads like a thick black stage curtain. His eyes tell Dayton everything, he's the only one who will get to see this side of the feral.

Joby leans in as if to kiss him again, but instead, he whispers into Dayton's ear. "I know what you want me to do to you, little one... I'm going to. I have but one question. How much do you want it?..."

He gently nips his earlobe before Dayton moans out, "Please, Joby... Please do it... I want you... So badly..."

Joby bites down on Dayton's bottom lip and gently tugs on it as he puts his hips against his and gently grinds against them. Dayton moans out loud as Joby's bulge rubs against his.

Joby lets go of his lip, a large smirk spreading across his face from ear to ear, showing his short fangs. He leans in once more, then gently bites down on Dayton's neck nowhere even close to hard enough to break skin.

He wants to pleasure Dayton, and not harm him. Dayton yelps out loud in pleasure. "Harder... Bite me harder!..."

"Easy, little one... Gotta tell me the magic word.", Joby says quietly, looking down upon Dayton. His face is beet red and his eyes are squeezed shut. His breathing is getting faster and Joby can almost hear his heart thumping in his chest. He knows he needs to hurry and start, maybe leaving a mark or two on Dayton.
Dayton lets out a loud and frustrated grunt before his eyes snap open and gaze into Joby's. "Please!", he yells out. Joby chuckles before leaning in again.

Dayton grabs onto him and digs his nails into his back as he feels his teeth sink into the skin on his collar bone. Joby pushes back and looks into his eyes. Dayton lets go, and lets himself fall back onto the bed, looking up at him with a look of longing in his caramel colored eyes.

Joby lifts Dayton's arms and pulls his shirt off of him before throwing it onto the floor, then standing over him and pinning him to the bed again.

"I think that's quite enough of that now... Shalln't waste time with this on just biting. I want to see how much louder you get doing... Other things.", Joby says, smirking again.

Dayton's eyes get wider, and a smile spreads across his face. Joby pulls Dayton's boxers off and throws them to the floor. Dayton hisses as the cold air of the room touches his aching cock.