He felt a hand grab his hair, fingers clenching his dark brown locks tight enough for it to hurt. Ryah let out a small hiss between his teeth, face thrust into the couch. The way the vampire was hitting that spot inside of him was sending bolts of white-hot pleasure streaking through him. Every rough, hard thrust made his ass clench and tighten around the cock drilling in and out of him. He'd never felt so full, so desperate.<br/><br/>"Sh-shut the hell up," he grunted out at the dirty name he was called. "I can b-barely feel your tiny dick." That was a blatant lie but Ryah thought the ass could use a reduction in ego size.<br/><br/>The taller man turned him over and had him on his back a couple minutes later, legs pinned against his chest.<br/><br/>"Oh-<i>oh god-nngh-fuck,</i>" he gasped out at the new angle, at the way the vampire kept slamming into him, fucking his hole open. He was trapped, pinned heavily against the couch, unable to do anything but take it, take that cock deep into his ass.<br/><br/>The filthy sounds of sex filled the air, dirty squelching noises everytime the vampire pulled out and jackhammered into his hole. He could feel every single time that hard cock slammed into that spot, his own cock bouncing with every hit.<br/><br/>It built up, starting at the base of his spine, crawling its way through him. His ass squeezed down around the thick cock plundering his depths. Taking him higher and higher before his vision went blinding-white and Ryah came with a strangled cry, spraying his cum all over himself, his face, his chest, even his hair.