[Hector shudders. The picture Isaac paints is simple and visceral. Hector's gut churns with dread anticipation.
This close, he hears and feels Isaac shifting to touch himself. Hector's breath hitches, and his cock stirs. Having spent years in a vampire's court, he is no stranger to pain, but what Isaac speaks of, torture edged with teasing, pain delivered with the promise of forced pleasure...Hector has no defense against that.
...he doesn't know that he wants to defend himself against it.
Isaac reaches for him, and Hector rolls to face him, drawing closer when he should pull away. They face each other under the merciful veil of darkness.]
...you are the lord of this castle. Whatever punishment I merit, you alone can deliver.
[He is well aware he is offering himself up like a lamb for slaughter.]
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This close, he hears and feels Isaac shifting to touch himself. Hector's breath hitches, and his cock stirs. Having spent years in a vampire's court, he is no stranger to pain, but what Isaac speaks of, torture edged with teasing, pain delivered with the promise of forced pleasure...Hector has no defense against that.
...he doesn't know that he wants to defend himself against it.
Isaac reaches for him, and Hector rolls to face him, drawing closer when he should pull away. They face each other under the merciful veil of darkness.]
...you are the lord of this castle. Whatever punishment I merit, you alone can deliver.
[He is well aware he is offering himself up like a lamb for slaughter.]