beastlynecromancer:
The first time kissing a man was not unpleasant- but different for sure. Maybe it did not depend on the gender, but on the person themselves. Such determination, such unexpected gentleness was employed by this vampire that Brent forgot that this creature had fangs. He was entranced by someone who was a walking weapon, unsure if his feelings right now were the result of overwhelming confusion or outstanding clarity. What was becoming clear was that he no longer despised this new life, but was growing ever so intrigued by it.
He was clinging to the silken sheets, his knuckles going white as he tilted his head back, his body welcoming the new sensations. “Yes, yes I am fine,” he breathed out, relaxing his hands before bringing them up and holding back his knees. “Yes, use me. I’m all yours,” his words were so alien to him, he was never this verbal but obviously this first time with a man was going to give him new reactions too. He felt stretched out, filled and- euphoric. And Axel had barely moved that much to begin with.
He smiled and kissed him softly as Brent grabbed the back of his knees. “Now just relax.” He whispered as he lightly touched his cheek and smiled down at him once more. Axel still waited even though Brent said to use him, he knew not to rush it as it could hurt him more than the prince wanted.
After a few minutes he began to slowly move his hips, rolling them gently as he locked eyes with Brent, he wanted to watch his face for his reactions to what he was doing so he knew that he was doing the right thing to him. Axel kept his thrust slow and gentle for now, making sure that the man under him was comfortable and not in any discomfort. He leaned down and kissed him, on hand now resting on his chest, lightly running his thumb over Brent’s nipple.