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[reznikolai]

@volkvolny NIKOLAI LANTSOV

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[How could he deny such sweet entreaties? Nikolai answers Matt's arching back and quivering whimpers by latching his mouth onto his nipple and suckling in earnest. Each pulse of his tongue and pucker of his lips is purposeful, confident in a way that belongs to Nikolai. An indulgent sigh simmers in his throat for each spurt of milk he coaxes out. Perhaps the juxtaposition should be strange, soft breasts and warm milk on his tongue and a cock stiffening in his grip, but Nikolai has always loved novelty. As far as he's concerned, he's been given a new way to love this body and heart that have become a refuge for him.

Pausing in his drinking, he swipes up the milk wetting his lips with his quick tongue. His laugh is sheepish as he continues cupping Matt's breast, slowly stroking his erection.]

I don't know why it turns me on so much... [Lapping at his partner's tits like a pup, that is. Guzzling the milk like he needs it to live.] But all Saints, you're gorgeous, Matt.

[He crowns this half-moaned declaration with a wet kiss to his nipple, before turning his attention to the other breast. With care bordering on reverence he laps up the beads of milk jeweling Matt's skin like tiny pearls, before capturing the puckered bud in his mouth to drink of it.]

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[ Matt's relief as Nikolai suckles at his nipples is so intense, he can't name it in his mind. It feels like he's been edged for hours and is only now being touched, the discomfort and pricks of pain transmuting into pleasure just as sharp.

This might not be exactly the right time to contemplate the psychological underpinnings of one's kinks. And yet, when Matt's mouth opens next, the moan shapes to: ]

Well I think it's, it can be-- [ Parental issues floats through his brain, but luckily for them both, a kismet combination of Nikolai's hand and his mouth jolts all thoughts out of his head. Matt sighs heavily, his hips shifting against Nikolai's fingers. ] It's so primal. Feeding someone. Drinking of them ...

[ Matt's never made the connection before between vampires drinking from him and ... this specific act. But now that he has, it actually seems like there might be something to it. He tugs at Nikolai's waistband, trying to get his underwear off; Matt doesn't know what he wants to happen next, except that he wants it to involve bare skin. ]

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[The self-deprecating joke that teetered on the precipice of his mind — before you ask, no, my mother never gave me enough attention as a boy — drifts away on the same eddying current of pleasure that surges through both of them. The ebb and flow of manna that pulses between them as Nikolai drinks of Matt.]

Mm... It's like you're surrounding me. [He nudges Matt's nipple with his tongue, panting hotly against the rosy bud.] Filling me. [He kisses it, open-mouthed and sweltering. Suckles at it again before the bead of milk gathering at the tip dribbles down.] You're everywhere.

[Shifting to lift his hips for Matt, so that he can slide his underwear down, Nikolai takes the opportunity for a detour. He ducks to spread his lips over the flushed head of Matt's cock. Milk and precum meet on his tongue as he swirls it in a methodical circle. When he lifts his head, his fingers glide up Matt's shaft to take over his mouth's task of teasing him. He returns to his breasts, kissing each in turn.]

I like that. I feel...loved.