A dim corner of his mind was quietly freaking out, the dull throb of humiliation making a valiant effort to jolt him out of this stupor. Surely he wasn't going to let a vampire fuck him. A<i>male</i>one, no less. Would he really allow such a depraved thing to happen? Unfortunately for Ryah, that logical part of his brain was being overwhelmed by the drug still coursing through his veins, making his blood sing electric, making white-hot pleasure burn through him.<br/><br/>He found himself bent over the couch, legs spread enough to accommodate the vampire. The brunet felt something caress his hole--god, it felt<i>good</i>--and then something was breaching him, filling his ass for the first time. Ryan's breath stuttered at the intrusion and he clenched the back of the couch, fingers digging into the fabric.<br/><br/>Without warning, a bolt of pleasure cracked through him like lightning, making his hard cock leak precum.<i> Jesus fuck, what was that?</i>"Oh, oh<i>fuck</i>," he groaned, pushing back against the finger, eager as a cock-hungry slut. "More--fuck--<i>nngh</i>, please," he begged, not caring just how desperate he sounded. He needed more than just the vampire's fingers, needed something to relieve the ache inside of him. "Fuck me," he pleaded, reduced to mindless begging.