<i>Fucking hell, </i>Ryah's brain nearly short-circuited at the thought that he could--that Drake was offering him--it was nearly enough to send him over the edge but he reigned himself in, held it back. "God<i>fucking</i>--<i>nngh</i>-- Drake," he growled out, voice gone dark and husky, a low gravelly pitch. "I bet you'd love that--fuck, just taking my cock and come, hm? I should make you<i>beg</i>for it. Beg me to fill your ass--leave you filled with my come like the dirty, hungry little<i>slut</i>you are--" Ryah had no idea where they came from but filthy words just dripped from his lips.<br/><br/>He snagged the little bottle of lube from beside the night stand and practically broke the cap in his haste. And then he was pressing a slick finger against Drake's ass, teasing, circling his entrance. "You want me to fuck your slutty, tight little ass?" He asked, voice guttural and harsh. Fucking<i>hell</i>-- Ryah was so hard, he wasn't sure he could wait much longer, his cock leaking precum. Without warning, he thrust his finger inside Drake's ass; he remembered how the vampire had enjoyed the burn, relished it, demanded it even. The brunet finger fucked him hard, loosening his hole up in rough strokes. "I'm gonna fill your ass with my come, fuck you wide open like the<i>filthy</i><i>cumslut</i>you are," he promised, as he searched for that little spot that had driven Drake wild before. He added a second finger, getting him nice and ready.<br/><br/>Pinning Drake down, Ryah kissed him hard until his lungs burned, screaming for air. "Now<i>beg</i>me to fill your cumhungry ass," he ordered, pulling his fingers free. He roughly slicked up his dick, getting it nice and wet. God, Drake was going to let him fuck his ass bare, fill it up with lube and come.