We persist with my delusions of being a lustful vampire
My darling boy, my favorite pet, it's been a long night, I'll admit it, but I have to go out or I get too hungry and then what we have would be over. Darling boy, you wouldn't want that, would you? No, I don't think so.
I hunger, I hunger for you though, now. It's time for me to get a little indecent, lover, and tell you that I want you to wrap your hand around your cup, slowly, and stroke it. That's it, be a good boy.
Stare into my eyes while you stroke your cup. That's a good boy. Keep stroking.
Up and down, up and down. Nice and slow, but then I want you to speed up. Now slow it back down.
Good boy, I bet that feels so good. You can praise me for my immortal beauty, now. Good little pet.
I love it when you're such a good boy. Keep stroking. That's it.
Harder. Faster. Such a good boy.
And see, this is why I don't bite you, and drain you dry. Of that particular fluid, I might drain you dry in another way. But I suspect you like that, don't you? At least that's what you told me when we first met.
Keep stroking. Good boy. Keep going.