"Nothing of the sort, most virgins wouldn't behave and feel like this," Klaus purred. He pulled Neon more snug against him while they rocked together, wanting to get in deep again. "I'm just warning you, 'cause you wanted a break a minute ago, remember? However, if you're gonna act like that, no takebacks, and you're not allowed to make any complaints later."
His breath hitched as his neck was given attention, exposing it further. He nuzzled Neon and ran his fingers through his hair to express his approval. The more marks they were mutually covered in by morning, the better. They'd match.
He traced patterns on Neon's back, gently kissing along his shoulder. His darling's commitment towards fighting him and their attraction seemed to be fading, and fast. Which was fitting, because despite the denial being offered, what they were doing was hardly casual, or something they could pretend didn't happen afterwards.
"Sure. You can quit any time you want to, I'll believe that. Except, you really, really don't want to, do you?" He cupped Neon's face, turning it so the man would look at him, admiring those pretty, bright eyes. "Neon, doll, I didn't get to tell you this earlier, was trying not to scare you off… but my scent should've been far gone, without my repeated presence. You're stubborn, and not fond of me, so if you hadn't wanted this…"
"You don't have to say anything, it's fine," Klaus said, softer. He smiled like someone had just shared their most intimate secret with him. "The magic gives away all I need to know. It can't lie. I love what I'm being told, and I love you."
He kissed all the freckles he could reach, accentuating it with little murmurs of mine. He caught Neon in another kiss, growing more insistent, greedy. He kept one hand on his ass and felt him up with the other, eventually drifting down to his clit. His pace had picked up a bit, but he was still more on the passionate side rather than rough. "Can I eat you out later?" Klaus asked, both blunt and chipper, still managing to be chatty despite his voice coming out shaky. "And, aha, take you out to eat? Both of these options are good. Mm."
His breath hitched as his neck was given attention, exposing it further. He nuzzled Neon and ran his fingers through his hair to express his approval. The more marks they were mutually covered in by morning, the better. They'd match.
He traced patterns on Neon's back, gently kissing along his shoulder. His darling's commitment towards fighting him and their attraction seemed to be fading, and fast. Which was fitting, because despite the denial being offered, what they were doing was hardly casual, or something they could pretend didn't happen afterwards.
"Sure. You can quit any time you want to, I'll believe that. Except, you really, really don't want to, do you?" He cupped Neon's face, turning it so the man would look at him, admiring those pretty, bright eyes. "Neon, doll, I didn't get to tell you this earlier, was trying not to scare you off… but my scent should've been far gone, without my repeated presence. You're stubborn, and not fond of me, so if you hadn't wanted this…"
"You don't have to say anything, it's fine," Klaus said, softer. He smiled like someone had just shared their most intimate secret with him. "The magic gives away all I need to know. It can't lie. I love what I'm being told, and I love you."
He kissed all the freckles he could reach, accentuating it with little murmurs of mine. He caught Neon in another kiss, growing more insistent, greedy. He kept one hand on his ass and felt him up with the other, eventually drifting down to his clit. His pace had picked up a bit, but he was still more on the passionate side rather than rough. "Can I eat you out later?" Klaus asked, both blunt and chipper, still managing to be chatty despite his voice coming out shaky. "And, aha, take you out to eat? Both of these options are good. Mm."