Into the Enchanted forest -nanmac-

| Part 12 | Something new

Finished up with his dinner, Mac slumped into the bed, face down, as he was feeling tired after being wrecked by a vampire dude. He opened his eyes and closed them back. Almost slipped into sleep when he suddenly felt tiny feet stepping on his back. Which made him raise his head, narrowing his gaze. Coco laid on top of Mac. Purring while in potato form, as he was cleaning his paws. Mac seemed not to be bothered about it and let his head fall back into the bed.

This morning he almost set up his house on fire. Just because the sex is chef kiss. And it was impossible for him to never react to Nan. The way he touched him, how his husky voice sound next to his ear, and how he grinds his thing into his ass and everything that happened during that time were just mind-blowing.

He admitted the sex scenario was still fresh inside his head. And what shocked him was how the vampire dick's look like. He was not so sure what it refers to but if he honestly tell the details description; Nan's does look like an iceberg-shaped penis. Not only it was so cold like real ice but also had the most unique color ever. Never in his life, he sees such a beautiful dick. That thing even got a snowy look.

At first, Mac had no idea what his dick would be like. He kept hiding because of being too ashamed of having a sex toy inside his butt. Not daring to even steal a glance at the male vampire. He wouldn't dare turn his face. But that became another story when his legs were shaking after having his full-blast orgasm and Nan had to pull out his dick and lay him down on the dining table.

Mac still recovering from his climax, is in a daze. But when he slowly regained his consciousness, his eyes fixed on the man's bare chest. Where he saw the full view in front of him. Nan's body was holy with scars. He found them weirdly attractive. As if it was already fixed on his skin.

So Mac raised from the table, bringing his hand touching the vampire. Carrying the scars around his skin. He was mesmerized by those healed scars and could not invert his gaze from staring at them. Which drew Nan's attention. He had clearly forgotten about the sex earlier. How both of them were actually naked and dirty. And Mac was still sitting on the table with the spreading legs and curled toes on the table. Until the moment when he snapped back into reality, he caught Nan already looking at him with hungry eyes. It only bore for a few seconds before the lips sealed into a long passionate kiss. Nan was eating him up giving him no space to run away.

Those intense kisses left him breathless. Mac had to groan inside his throat and push Nan away. But the more he resisted the more Nan sealed their lips together like a missing puzzle. But somehow he noticed there was a time when Nan would grit his teeth while nuzzling his cheek down to his neck. Does he still hold himself? From what? They already reached this level and what was he holding for? Those noisy thoughts gradually vanished from his head when Nan slipped his thing into the back door and began to fuck him mercilessly.

Ah! ahh mnghh~

And that is the story. Not to forget about how messed up the place after all they have been going through. Those things that had happened earlier are remarkable. The real thing is he can talk about it in a very detailed description. How he came into the sink. How Nan pumped up his dick. How good it taste being touched by him. How his ass kept clenching as it was begging to be fucked again and again. And how Nan doesn't let him rest even for a second. It can be seen by how loud their skin collision sounds to be like. About that vampire dude, whenever he puts that cold thing inside best believe he won't stop until he is done with you.

They started at 4 and ended at 7. It was a tough morning. But still, Mac was very grateful since Nan has been so thoughtful for pulling out his dick and not coming on the inside. And... just as two different worlds collided with one another, his cums are not the same as human stains. Why? That weird color was the last thing he thought would not bother him much. But he was wrong about that.