[Despite D’s warnings about his bite (Liem recalls him calling it a kiss; that word seems appropriate, now), the unavoidable intensity of the experience still catches him off-guard. The sheer eroticism shoves other thoughts from his head, leaving him dazed and aching, floundering to regain his composure.
Naively, he really had thought he could remain relatively unaffected while D drank his blood, and they could return to the festival like nothing had happened. He realizes now that he had been operating under some false assumptions about D; had been assuming the other dhampir would also be repressed and businesslike about this, despite the sultry energy rolling off him like a living thing.
He also hadn’t expected the prospect of being preyed on to awaken in him such mindless, pathetic eagerness.
The frightening, inhuman man shakes Liem from his reverie, recalling him to the oppressive energy sweeping through him, seizing his mind and bearing down, pulling him in. Liem gasps, shoving away mentally as well as physically, jolting back from D as his mental walls once again slam shut.
Grasping for some means to steady his scattered thoughts, he lands on indignation.]
W-what was that? You can’t just do that in public!
[He is very certain D never mentioned that his bite was basically a sex act. Liem did not sign up to get hard in an alley like some kind of male harlot, and he still has to make himself presentable enough to go back to the festival. Why was this activity so horny??]
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Naively, he really had thought he could remain relatively unaffected while D drank his blood, and they could return to the festival like nothing had happened. He realizes now that he had been operating under some false assumptions about D; had been assuming the other dhampir would also be repressed and businesslike about this, despite the sultry energy rolling off him like a living thing.
He also hadn’t expected the prospect of being preyed on to awaken in him such mindless, pathetic eagerness.
The frightening, inhuman man shakes Liem from his reverie, recalling him to the oppressive energy sweeping through him, seizing his mind and bearing down, pulling him in. Liem gasps, shoving away mentally as well as physically, jolting back from D as his mental walls once again slam shut.
Grasping for some means to steady his scattered thoughts, he lands on indignation.]
W-what was that? You can’t just do that in public!
[He is very certain D never mentioned that his bite was basically a sex act. Liem did not sign up to get hard in an alley like some kind of male harlot, and he still has to make himself presentable enough to go back to the festival. Why was this activity so horny??]