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Deshival drank deeply from the goblet Valmore held to his lips; the vampire watched with rapt attention as his pet gulped down the wine to avoid spilling any. Not that it would have mattered much; he had already divested the both of them of their clothing before pulling Deshival onto his lap. The cup drained, he pulled it away to drop carelessly on a nearby table as Deshival swayed slightly on his lap.
He swiped a pill from the table. “Open, pet.”
Deshival obediently opened his mouth, and Valmore took a moment to admire the way he looked with Valmore’s spell brand on his tongue; bound to him, belonging to him. He placed the pill on Deshival’s tongue with two long fingers.
Without withdrawing his hand, he ordered, “Swallow.” Deshival obeyed, mouth closing around Valmore’s fingers as he worked to dry swallow the pill. He let out a whimper and shifted in Valmore’s lap as he felt the vampire begin to harden beneath him, but Valmore shushed him.
“Soon, pet,” he crooned, cupping one breast with his free hand and rubbing circles over Deshival’s nipple. After a moment, he withdrew his hand from Deshival’s mouth to reach beneath the man; Deshival moaned as Valmore’s slick fingers pressed into his waiting cunt.
“So eager.” He smirked as his fingers found their mark, Deshival’s moans rising in volume. “Won’t you cum for me, pet? That’s a good boy.”
Deshival lurched forward with a dizzy expression as he came, head falling to Valmore’s shoulder as he shook in the vampire’s lap. Valmore fingered him through his climax, before withdrawing his hands. His clean hand buried itself in Deshival’s hair, pulling the man off of him so he could shove the other into his pet’s mouth. He didn’t have to issue further orders, as Deshival obediently began to lick and suck his fingers clean.
From the dazed look in his eye, his pet was ready. Valmore raised one of Deshival’s dainty wrist to his lips and carefully bit down, taking a long draught from the vein there. He hummed in pleasure as he felt the alcohol and drugs in Deshival’s system flow into him, a light buzz compared to the near incapacitation Deshival was experiencing but nonetheless pleasant.
He scooped Deshival up into his arms and stood, striding over to the bed and tossing the man unceremoniously onto the sheets; he laughed as Deshival moaned softly and shifted onto his back, spreading his legs almost automatically.
“How well I’ve trained you, little mouse,” he murmured as he moved to kneel over Deshival. “Such an obedient thing.”
Valmore wasn’t entirely sure if the man could still understand him, but it didn’t particularly matter to him when Deshival was wet, willing, and already angling his hips towards Valmore’s cock. He magnanimously fulfilled the unspoken request, shoving into Deshival’s cunt with a grunt. Seizing Deshival’s hips, he began to thrust.
Fortunately for Deshival, the haze consuming him enhanced the sensations enough to bring him to the edge near instantly; Valmore was focused on chasing his own highs, grip tight enough that bruises already were forming as he slammed into Deshival over and over. As Deshival tipped over the edge with a cry, Valmore let out a low snarl and shifted to grip Deshival’s throat with one hand; squeezing, he thrust faster as Deshival continued to choke out moans.
Finally, Valmore swooped down and sank his fangs into Deshival’s shoulder as he gave one last thrust and released deep within his pet. Taking another drink from his shoulder, Valmore released Deshival’s throat; Deshival coughed weakly as Valmore pulled off of him.
Rather than lay down next to him, however, Valmore bodily picked Deshival up and flipped him over, arranging him on his knees. He took himself in hand, muttering a short incantation, and proceeded to feed his revived erection back into Deshival’s cunt. Deshival moaned as Valmore shoved into him, eyes still glazed over as his head was pressed into the pillows from the force of Valmore’s thrusts. He came again as Valmore spilled into him a second time; this time, however, Valmore didn’t bother to pull out before casting the fertility spell again, and simply resumed thrusting.
“Best hope you’ve kept up with your potions properly,” he panted with a laugh. “I’m rather feeling like spending the evening in, if you catch my drift.”
Deshival moaned limply in his grip as Valmore came again, cum beginning to ooze out of him past Valmore’s cock as Valmore once more resumed fucking into him. Too blown and fucked out to move, he was powerless to do anything but cum on Valmore’s cock again and again as the vampire continued to fuck him well into the night, occasionally taking sips from his shoulder, wrist, or throat.
When Deshival was sober again in the morning, he was going to be incredibly sore - but for now, there was nothing going through his mind but the wet slap of skin on skin and the feeling of Valmore’s cock between his thighs.