Seeing Dorian’s reaction was a sweet high.  The man almost acted like a true virgin, hesitant and flushing such a pretty colour, turning his face away as if to hide.  Even with the desire wavering with fear and discomfort, there was still enough there to keep him in place and prevent him from directly telling him to stop.  The hands stopped their lovely exploration, though.  Then came the sound of his name, less lusty than before, more like there was supposed to be reason attached to the other end of it.<br/><br/>“Shhh,” he urged, his thumb running over Dorian’s lips.  “I’ll make it better.”  And just as if he knew what had been rattling around in the man’s head, Kade leaned down and found a fresh spot between shoulder and neck to bite down.  He needed to avoid causing too much blood loss, so he chose a place where he could still get a little taste and give Dorian a boost of pleasure, but where the blood wouldn’t flow too heavy.  At that moment, he chose to press another finger in with the first.  In his experience, there was no better way to cushion any pain and discomfort from stretching someone than to override their senses with pleasure at the same time.  He drove his fingers deeper, finding the sweet spot that made the man’s body react and rubbing against it, pulling back to let Dorian breathe only to aim for it again with even more intensity.<br/><br/>He moaned happily against Dorian, his own cock twitching as he tried to grind up against him again.  There was a part of him that wished he’d have just taken the man inside him, instead.  It would’ve been faster, easier, and they could’ve already been climbing higher together.  And yet, Kade knew that this would somehow be more rewarding.  So long as Dorian kept accepting him, he’d continue, pushing until he had his prey coming undone under him, calling out his name in a voice less uncertain.<br/><br/>“Want me, Dorian,” he breathed out once he let go of the new wound inflicted.  Kade lapped at the blood that still tried to seep out, tongued the small holes in a suggestive way.  “I’ll bite you all over, if that’s what it takes.  Tonight won’t end until you’re completely mine.  You’ll beg me to take your blood, take<i>you</i>, and then you’ll beg me to let you come.  And… merciful creature that I am,” he chuckled, depositing a smear of fresh blood across Dorian’s lips with another pass of his thumb, “I’ll give it to you.”