First Bite

 “Was I not clear when I told you I loved you, not knowing who you were? I didn't know nor did I question what sex you were born as. I would love you as a man and I would love you as a woman. It's your soul and blood that I love, what's on the outside matters little.”  

 Viacheslav wiped a tear away. “But I lied to you, that doesn't make you mad..?”

 “No. You didn't lie, you're a man in your heart and in mine.”

 “Then you still love me knowing that I am a boy?”, he asked innocently.

 Ludomir pulled his half moon glasses from off of his hooked nose and set them on the table beside their bed. “Via, it was lust that saved you in the factory, but it is love that keeps you here.”

 He settled his head into the crook of his neck, gently laying on-top of Via and cradling him in his arms. His hand wandered down in between Viacheslav's spread legs and put his thumb directly on his clit. Via gasped and shook a little underneath him.

 “My love, it is alright. I have you. You are safe.”, he said, whispering into his ear.
 He kissed down his chest to his stomach to his clit and licked once at the swollen button. He left kisses all over his puffy lips, dragging his tongue across his hole teasingly. He didn't know what Via liked, and neither did Viacheslav, so they would have to figure it out together. But the moment that Ludomir came close to Viacheslav's opening, the sounds coming from Via's mouth became staggered and louder.

 “Ludomir..! There! Please…”, he begged, tears running down his face.

 It has always been an emotional experience when they touched, be it drinking blood, kissing, embracing, or even grinding at night, crying into each other's arms in the quiet. This was no different. Viacheslav knew that this was Ludomir's way of telling him he loved him, because his usual aggressive treatment was never used with him. He was soft and gentle when it came to Viacheslav, kissing and holding in all the right places so that he knew he felt safe. Ludomir loved every single piece of Via's body, and now, when he had his lips all over his soft nub, but he wanted more when he first tasted his virgin come.

 “Via, my love, you are so beautiful, but I cannot help myself from wanting to tarnish your purity in ways that only you and I will know…”

 Ludomir's sex was hard and craved Via’s canal. He knew that it would be the perfect scabbard for his aching member.  

 Via cried out from those words. “What do you mean..?” Luddy didn't have to say anything, only look at him longingly. “Do what you will. I cannot love another now that I have met you, so I have no fear of losing my purity to you.”

 “I will do so in time, but first, I want to feel the softness of your core with my calloused hands…”

 His strong hand came up from the pillows and into his mouth. He swirled his tongue around his fingers, and rubbed around his entrance. Hips rolling, Ludomir inserted a finger and felt around. His hands could do so much more than Via's little fingers could do, and he stretched Via's small entrance with another finger. The younger man cried out gleefully as Ludomir filled him with his fingers, but it left him wanting something else. His cock.

 “Ludomir… Ludomir, please… fill me…”, he moaned through his hands.

 Ludomir pulled Via's limp hand from off his mouth and held it in his own. “My love, I want to hear your music…”, he said, pulling Via's shirt off with his teeth, leaning up to kiss his hard and swollen nipples.

 His fingers came faster now, hitting his g-spot head on but still staying gentle. The milky liquid that poured over Ludomir's hands was creamy, and not sticky as he had imagined. It was slick and would help him to move faster inside of Viacheslav.

 Soon, Ludomir's pants were off and flung across the floor, his shirt unbuttoned and hanging loosely over his figure. He rubbed the head of his dick over Via's opening and he whimpered a little as he dragged it over his abused clit. They moaned in unison, Luddy plunging into Via's hot wetness while licking gently at his neck. Ludomir's moans sounded like rumbling thunder, ragged and carnal.

 “Luddy, drink…”, mewled Viacheslav, rutting into Ludomir's length.

 He quickly pierced the skin, and blood rushed into his mouth, Via in absolute broken sobs from pleasure. Ludomir was snarling like a wolf in his ear, kissing up and down the wound and thrusting faster and faster, never quite pulling out. Soon, he came inside of Via, some shooting out around the sides of his dick and completely coating his canal. Viacheslav tugged Ludomir's hair back and uttered a noise that was a cross between a cry and a scream. Ludomir's mouth hung open in a silent climax, stuck somewhere not quite awake and not quite unconscious.

 “I…”, Via gasped in Luddy's arms, “want to do this… every night…”