Oh. Oh<i>god</i>. It should have hurt, it should have alarmed him. The knife that close to his cock, leaving a shallow cut. Instead, it left Ryah even harder than before, pre-cum beading at the top of his dick, leaving a wet spot on his boxers.<br/><br/>And when the vampire licked him there? He drew a shudder from him, breath going choppy for a second. The other cut was worse. Or maybe better. Ryah couldn't decide. He brought up his hand, his movements languid and unintentionally sensual, sliding his fingers into light, silken strand of hair as the vampire fed from him, tongued and teased him, so close to his aching cock.<br/><br/>"P-please," he barely breathed out, wanting needing more then just his tongue. When he felt the vampire's fingers dance over his cock, his hips jerked up, trying to feel more. He bit down so hard on his lower lip, he tasted blood.