Armand's ego soars to hear sounds like that coming from Daniel -- proof that he hasn't quite lost his touch. His smug smile is evidence enough of that, and as he grabs Daniel's hair to position himself, he's not immune to the sounds he's making.
It stirs a need in him so fierce, so desperate, that little by little, his guard begins to slide downwards. "Me," is a growl, more animal than controlled gentleman, because for once, he can be possessive and claim someone and not worry about being too much. "You are mine, Daniel Molloy, I claimed you fifty years ago and you will never belong to anyone else," is a promise as he ensures Daniel's mouth is where it must be, before he thrusts his hips, aggressive as he fucks Daniel like an object.
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Date: 2024-09-27 11:33 am (UTC)It stirs a need in him so fierce, so desperate, that little by little, his guard begins to slide downwards. "Me," is a growl, more animal than controlled gentleman, because for once, he can be possessive and claim someone and not worry about being too much. "You are mine, Daniel Molloy, I claimed you fifty years ago and you will never belong to anyone else," is a promise as he ensures Daniel's mouth is where it must be, before he thrusts his hips, aggressive as he fucks Daniel like an object.