He was slowly coming down from his high. He was slowly returning to his senses, most of the drug burned out through his veins.<br/><br/>Ryah could feel the hard cock in his ass shooting jets of cum, filling him up with its sticky, hot release. It felt weird, unnatural; he'd never been with another male before, never even entertained the thought of it, so how had he ended up on his back, taking the vampire's cock like he was hungry for it? He fought back a grimace, clenching and trying to force the dick out of his ass.<br/><br/>The vampire--fucking hell-- he'd let some vampire fuck his ass and he didn't even know his<i>name</i>. He felt soiled, dirty, like he'd sold his ass like a whore begging on the streets. Christ, he hadn't even taken his shoes or socks off.<br/><br/><i>The</i><i>drugs</i>, Ryah told himself.<i>Blame it on the drugs</i>.<br/><br/>When the vampire kissed him, licked the cum from his face, his neck, he shuddered and found the strength to push him off, rolling them over so he was on top, catching the other male unawares. Ryah shoved his forearm against his chest. He reached down into his boot and pulled out the hidden dagger, pressing it against his throat.<br/><br/>"I should fuck your ass, return the favour," he growled out.