It made The Grigori happy to know that his Little Fox was irritated with his reactions; which was not all that surprising given that he, by definition, was a creature of chaos in some respect. His kind did thrive on it. Actions, reactions, and a tumbling of events that made things move. Stationary and nonmotivated was not interesting; it slowed things down and made existence stagnant. And really, there were few things more dangerous than a bored grigori. Knowing The Little Fox was angry, sort of, did nothing to dissuade the being who’d watched him—who knew much of his capacity—for far too long.
In fact, calling him wretched again, telling him that he was ‘most foul’ and ‘the lowest of the low’ only made him smile further—amused as a cat who’d gotten the cream. He also enjoyed the momentary caution he’d sensed; so then... was there some part of him that feared The Grigori?
His lips curled against the back of The Little Fox’s ear—enough to crack open. “Are you quite certain, Little Fox?” he asked as his fingers finally gripped the base of him, some splaying over soft sacs which were lower still. “So often you do what provides you with sustenance—the pleasure of those around you... sometimes anger... I have felt many things as I have watched you. Have I not provided in my own way?” The Grigori didn’t know if by now he was trying to bait him or have a little fun—perhaps both. But he was enjoying himself more than usual. “Is that not a proper exchange?”
His free hand moved to knead the other man’s thigh while the one holding his stiff rod squeezed and slid upward. “I do wonder...” he murmured, words whispered across the his Little Fox’s lower neck, in response as to whether or not such a tempting act would please him. Sex was pleasing, but he’d yet to try it in a human body... or human-esque, as the case was. But skin always felt good; and it did indeed feel as good as any other time he’d committed the act, the feel his skin against The Little Fox’s—the feel of his own hardening cock pressing against his back.
He hummed, considering the other man’s last words... “Ah... but teasing provides its own release... Would you not agree?” At these words he bit down softly on the space between his neck and shoulder, sucking just enough. At the same time, he swept his thumb over the tip of him—ever curious of his reactions and feelings.
In fact, calling him wretched again, telling him that he was ‘most foul’ and ‘the lowest of the low’ only made him smile further—amused as a cat who’d gotten the cream. He also enjoyed the momentary caution he’d sensed; so then... was there some part of him that feared The Grigori?
His lips curled against the back of The Little Fox’s ear—enough to crack open. “Are you quite certain, Little Fox?” he asked as his fingers finally gripped the base of him, some splaying over soft sacs which were lower still. “So often you do what provides you with sustenance—the pleasure of those around you... sometimes anger... I have felt many things as I have watched you. Have I not provided in my own way?” The Grigori didn’t know if by now he was trying to bait him or have a little fun—perhaps both. But he was enjoying himself more than usual. “Is that not a proper exchange?”
His free hand moved to knead the other man’s thigh while the one holding his stiff rod squeezed and slid upward. “I do wonder...” he murmured, words whispered across the his Little Fox’s lower neck, in response as to whether or not such a tempting act would please him. Sex was pleasing, but he’d yet to try it in a human body... or human-esque, as the case was. But skin always felt good; and it did indeed feel as good as any other time he’d committed the act, the feel his skin against The Little Fox’s—the feel of his own hardening cock pressing against his back.
He hummed, considering the other man’s last words... “Ah... but teasing provides its own release... Would you not agree?” At these words he bit down softly on the space between his neck and shoulder, sucking just enough. At the same time, he swept his thumb over the tip of him—ever curious of his reactions and feelings.
Sometimes I feel like a girl~... sometimes I don't~
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