[ Hans almost laughs. He isn't just seducing some prince, no. Oren wants him honest. Wants him terrible, he means. Hans can certainly do that. Especially if it means following Oren further in and bringing a hand up to trail down his shoulders and around his neck as Oren slips his jacket loose. Hans can feel the blood under his fingertips, feel Oren's pulse and practically hear the telltale thrum of his heart. Huh, Hans's never had sex as a vampire before. It should be interesting. ]
My room is this way.
[ Hans leans into his touch and presses closer, stepping in time with Oren to keep the distance to a minimum but also make their way over as soon as possible. With Hans' claws, he has to be gentle, very gentle. Or not, judging by the fact that he "accidentally" slips up a bit at the end, scratching a thin line off the side of Oren's neck. Not enough to draw blood, though. See if he likes that. ]
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[ Hans almost laughs. He isn't just seducing some prince, no. Oren wants him honest. Wants him terrible, he means. Hans can certainly do that. Especially if it means following Oren further in and bringing a hand up to trail down his shoulders and around his neck as Oren slips his jacket loose. Hans can feel the blood under his fingertips, feel Oren's pulse and practically hear the telltale thrum of his heart. Huh, Hans's never had sex as a vampire before. It should be interesting. ]
My room is this way.
[ Hans leans into his touch and presses closer, stepping in time with Oren to keep the distance to a minimum but also make their way over as soon as possible. With Hans' claws, he has to be gentle, very gentle. Or not, judging by the fact that he "accidentally" slips up a bit at the end, scratching a thin line off the side of Oren's neck. Not enough to draw blood, though. See if he likes that. ]
There's plenty I have yet to teach you.