[He does it again. Pull the hair back, yank it like a leash, force his gaze out in the open. There are not many who can meet it. But he doesn't think he's ever met someone like Silco before, who taunts him, defies him at every turn. His grip, a leash, his gaze, a way to control.]
[He doesn't want to be controlled. He wants to be controlled. How can it be, this paradox of his? He wants to be hated and he wants to be loved, he wants to destroy it all and he wants to be destroyed. All these years, he has kept the balance inside his wretched heart in check. It was easy to do in the City.]
[But Silco comes in, falls into his life, and that paradox reaches out with hungry arms to envelope him into the heart of this chaotic heart.]
[What a lovely flush. He memorizes it - a part of him realizes he was disappointed before, when Silco had turned him into a vampire, that he wondered if Silco enjoyed it to his core. Not simply experiencing victory, but pleasure.]
[His mouth shifts up, bloodied, into a smirk. And instantly, he's pulling back, slipping out of the man's lap - and he doesn't even give a second to breathe before he's pulling Silco up by the collar like he's a stuffed toy. He lifts him over as easy as anything, tossing him onto the bed before crawling in on top of him with vivid eyes and a mouth wanting to tear and kiss. Hands find the edge of the other's pants before yanking the belt off, tossing it against the wall, and pulling it all down up and over his knees.]
[Another kiss for you, Silco. But there's a hand to dive down between his legs as well to fondle over him before gripping him tight, solidly giving it a solid pump.]
closing my damn eyes. Anyways. here be nsfw and yaoi
[He doesn't want to be controlled. He wants to be controlled. How can it be, this paradox of his? He wants to be hated and he wants to be loved, he wants to destroy it all and he wants to be destroyed. All these years, he has kept the balance inside his wretched heart in check. It was easy to do in the City.]
[But Silco comes in, falls into his life, and that paradox reaches out with hungry arms to envelope him into the heart of this chaotic heart.]
[What a lovely flush. He memorizes it - a part of him realizes he was disappointed before, when Silco had turned him into a vampire, that he wondered if Silco enjoyed it to his core. Not simply experiencing victory, but pleasure.]
[His mouth shifts up, bloodied, into a smirk. And instantly, he's pulling back, slipping out of the man's lap - and he doesn't even give a second to breathe before he's pulling Silco up by the collar like he's a stuffed toy. He lifts him over as easy as anything, tossing him onto the bed before crawling in on top of him with vivid eyes and a mouth wanting to tear and kiss. Hands find the edge of the other's pants before yanking the belt off, tossing it against the wall, and pulling it all down up and over his knees.]
[Another kiss for you, Silco. But there's a hand to dive down between his legs as well to fondle over him before gripping him tight, solidly giving it a solid pump.]