beastlynecromancer:

Brent believed it to be a relief that Axel did not carry his own bad habit of rambling. He did so when he was nervous, overly describing something and sometimes he would not even realize he was doing it. Now he was just as nervous, but when asking for a sexual favor. There was always the chance that Axel might think that his sudden change in mood could all be a joke, and then Brent would have to laugh it off with him and just let that need die down. 

Buy boy was he relieved that was not the case. Now as the cool brisk air met his body, exposed all due t various articles of clothing ripped off him in a not-so delicate fashion, Brent was standing there with his eyes slightly wide and his jaw a bit ajar. For someone so articulate, the only thought running through his mind was hell yes.

Fuck, that first impact hurt, but obviously Axel knew what he was doing since that assault on his ass cheeks turned to immediate heightened pleasure. It was a transition unlike any other, for all it took was a sweet caress that made blood pool and heighten sensitivity to his nether regions. The only noise he made was a strangled gasp, his fingers grabbing onto the sheets of the bed. He anticipated the next impact, unsure when it would come.

The vampire grinned at the little gasp that came out of Brent after the first hit, he lightly ran his hands over Brent’s ass smiling as he felt warmth spread to the area after the hit. “You made need to grab the sheets tighter, each hit is going to hurt a little more than the last.” He warned 

Axel gave a small pause before raising his hand again, though he waited till he say Brent’s ass relax slightly before he brought his hand down once more on his now red ass, the sound echoing around the room.