tasteful

knock it off!

Breathing in deep, type was asleep to his side, to have tharn to his other side, to have his hand to his head, to be eyeing over type has he slept to let a smile go upon his mouth, moving his free hand up, he placed it to types arm to move it up and down.
Type then shivered, to bring up his blanket, to go to his other side, to move his head up and down.
"Mm.... Close the window..... It's cold....."
Tharns smile left his mouth to take his free hand to types blanket to then move it up his body a bit. He moved forward to place his mouth to types forehead to move about to get off the bed to go to the dresser to grab a pair of boxers to go to the kitchen to open the fridge to look over the blood viles to roll his eyes.
Tharn was not wanting those, however he needed to feed and didn't want to feed on type. Well, he did however tharn was wanting to show type he was more then his blood.
Grabbing a vile, tharn turned about with it to heat it up in the microwave to watch it go about with a face, done, he then drank and quick, to place the vile to the sink, to dart his eyes over the action, to turn to go to a closet to open the door to eye in, to make a face, crouching down, he opened something to grab out a tiny box to look at it.
Maybe if he wore it...... He would be more into this relationship.
Tharn smiled and wide.
Taking in a deep breathe, type to his back, stretched his arms up to open his eyes to look up to then place his hands to his body to smack his lips, type furrowed his brow when he felt something cold, peering his eyes down, type moved his left hand up to widen his eyes to look at a gold ring.
What the.....
Type sat up quick has his heart thump unevenly in his chest, to have his head turned to look at tharn who came in to eye him over.
"Mm your awake. I made you breakfast."
Types eyes narrowed to place his fingers to that ring to take it off to throw it at tharn to shake his head.
"I said no!"
Type quickly got up to go a bit sorely to his bathroom to slam the door, tharn hung his head to look down to the ring to bend gather it to look to the back of the door.
Really type.
To the bathroom, type had his head to the sink to wash his face to mumble to himself.
What is wrong with him! Why is he placing that ring to my finger! I said no! I want to get into a relationship with a girl, have kids and...
Type moved his body up to place his hands to either side of the counter to take in a deep breathe.
What tharn said about two men having kids went through his mind.
God damnit no! I don't love this man! Fine I may not be firmly straight anymore and I do like it when we have sex......ugh! Hate to admit that but I need to. I also know how kind can't fucking really love! I'm nothing but my blood and my body to him, take away those two things I know for a fact he wouldn't keep telling me he loves me and he would go back to his fiance.
Type curled his fingers into his hand to grit his teeth and hard.
To the dining room table, tharn placed the plate filled with food to the front of the table to eye it.
Type just needs time, has I needed time to know myself. To know I'm.....
Tharn straightened up to turn his head to eye type a bit confused, he was standing to the side with his towel on his waist to be taking deep breathes.
"Type?"
Type rolled his eyes to go to tharn to place his arms about him to move his hands to the back of his head to pull tharn to his mouth to give him a deep kiss, tharn raised his eye brow to place his hands to types waist to take the towel away to have it drop to the floor, to make type jump up, to take him to the dining room table, next to his food, to give in to this kiss, to use his quick speed to place that ring back to his ring finger.
Type made a face has he felt the coldness to his ring finger, he moved his mouth off, to dart his eyes over tharn, to then place his hands to his chest to push him back to place his fingers to that ring to pull it off, to throw it to tharns chest, to try and get off, for tharn to go and quick, to place it back on, to have type be to his back, to place his hands above his head to take his free hand to his pants to undo to stare type down to shake his head a bit.
"You are a peculiarity."
Type lifted his head up to eye his arms to start to shake about a bit.
"Damnit! Let me go! Knock this off! Take off the ring!"
Tharn rolled his eyes slowly to ram himself in. Type moaned and loud to wrap his legs about tharn to go up and down.
"I want to....nn.... Make love to my fiance, while he wears my ring."
"Ugh! I said knock this off! I am not your fiance! Nnn...... Take it off!"
Tharn placed his body to types to keep his eyes peered up.
"Mm.... Want me too stop then?"
Type whimpered to turn his head to the side to continue to moan has tharn was giving him blissful pleasure.
"Your not........gaaaaa....... Fair!"
"Never said I was. Do you want more?"
Type groaned a bit.
Tharn moved over his nipple to start to lick about, types body bucked.
"Faaaa....... No....mm.... Fair......"
Tharn placed his index and his thumb to types other nipple to start to tease.
"Say it type..... Say it if your wanting more."
"Aaah faaaa..... Fine! I......... Love you!"
Tharn smiled to move his mouth to types to really give him something, to feel that emotion happiness, because type through it all, wore the ring.