[If someone had told Diluc even a few hours ago that he'd be this pliant and submissive to a vampire master, he would have surely attacked them. And yet here he is, on his knees and looking upward with no resistance whatsoever, expression dazed and wanting. Yes, he's currently drugged out of his mind, but it's only a matter of time before this level of intoxication isn't a necessary part of this dynamic.
The mention of being fucked causes his cock to twitch, and again he's reminded of the ring around it. He's tempted to reach down and pull it off of himself, but doesn't dare do so.]
No, I haven't.
[His voice is a hoarse when he speaks, but his answer is audible enough. And the answer shouldn't be all that surprising, inexperienced as he is.
Once the hold on his hair is released, he gets off the floor to climb up onto the bed and flop gracelessly onto his back.]
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The mention of being fucked causes his cock to twitch, and again he's reminded of the ring around it. He's tempted to reach down and pull it off of himself, but doesn't dare do so.]
No, I haven't.
[His voice is a hoarse when he speaks, but his answer is audible enough. And the answer shouldn't be all that surprising, inexperienced as he is.
Once the hold on his hair is released, he gets off the floor to climb up onto the bed and flop gracelessly onto his back.]