While Drake tended to be submissive in his encounters he was in no way passive with him as Ryah pulled away and made his demands Drake couldn't help but groan again. He was ready to give in to everything he wanted, "Use me then..." He said breathing ragged as his brain couldn't retain much beyond the touch and the need he felt. It had been ages since he had gotten a proper fuck but Drake wasn't going to hesitate to bend over when he was this needy.<br/><br/>The touch to his cock earned more small thrusts of his hips he half clawed as Ryah with more shivers as he tried to keep himself together as the energy seemed to brim out of him. He felt like such a slut but the dirty feeling was terribly addictive and he was on the hook. It took effort to pull himself away as he dropped to his knees his eyes locked with Ryah not wanting to break whatever trance they were in. His full back tattoo on display a dark contrast to his pale skin as he opened his mouth waiting for Ryah to take action.<br/><br/>He wanted to be used to gagged on that tempting cock as he knew what he could take. It was the beauty of sleeping with men versus women was the edge of roughness that he didn't hesitate or fuss and maybe he was wrong but he wanted to Ryah to take out his lust on him. His teeth ached to bite into flesh and feed to add to the pleasure but he resisted even if he didn't double that the hunter could feel the sharpness of his retracted fangs when he plundered his mouth.