[Words could never express just how happy Sandalphon is to be so wholly accepted. He's something humans should fear, a monster that preys on them, and still, the one he fell in love with wants him this much, is even willing to help him keep living in a world that's made even getting enough to eat impossible.
Sandalphon drinks his fill, until he's feeling healthier than he has in decades, finally able to eat properly instead of needing to run before anyone finds him. It might be enough to leave Izumi a little dizzy.]
I love you, Izumi...
[There has to be something he can do to thank him, but fortunately Izumi pulling him closer is enough to answer that question. He's careful to swallow all the blood in his mouth and run his tongue over his teeth to make sure the taste of blood in his mouth is as dampened as it can be before kissing him. Truly, he's insatiable—Izumi can offer him his blood, his body, and he just wants more of him. How selfish. How deplorable.
But it seems like what Izumi wants right now is for him to act on those selfish impulses, so he reaches down to work at the clasp of his pants even while he feverishly kisses Izumi. He'll give Izumi as much of himself as he wants, in exchange for Izumi giving so much of himself first.
Once he's successfully maneuvered his pants down around his knees, he finally pulls away. Vampires are undead, so they don't need to breathe, but Izumi is a different story, after all.
He gropes around for the lube he keeps by his bedside and begins stretching Izumi open; he's more energetic than he's been in a long time, perhaps ever, from Izumi's perspective, and he's not about to waste time not giving him the loving he deserves.]
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Sandalphon drinks his fill, until he's feeling healthier than he has in decades, finally able to eat properly instead of needing to run before anyone finds him. It might be enough to leave Izumi a little dizzy.]
I love you, Izumi...
[There has to be something he can do to thank him, but fortunately Izumi pulling him closer is enough to answer that question. He's careful to swallow all the blood in his mouth and run his tongue over his teeth to make sure the taste of blood in his mouth is as dampened as it can be before kissing him. Truly, he's insatiable—Izumi can offer him his blood, his body, and he just wants more of him. How selfish. How deplorable.
But it seems like what Izumi wants right now is for him to act on those selfish impulses, so he reaches down to work at the clasp of his pants even while he feverishly kisses Izumi. He'll give Izumi as much of himself as he wants, in exchange for Izumi giving so much of himself first.
Once he's successfully maneuvered his pants down around his knees, he finally pulls away. Vampires are undead, so they don't need to breathe, but Izumi is a different story, after all.
He gropes around for the lube he keeps by his bedside and begins stretching Izumi open; he's more energetic than he's been in a long time, perhaps ever, from Izumi's perspective, and he's not about to waste time not giving him the loving he deserves.]