[ Indeed Reign is now quite familiar with the way Sylvain responds to him, the quiet gasps and louder moans that indicate whether the redhead is close or not. Any other time, the vampire would have slowed down, drag the pleasure out and continue to tease his Master. He would even push buttons that will get him nicely punished for being a naughty pet.
But the collar is ramping up the effects of the Spade suits, and Reign could feel the urge rising within him.
He continues to stroke Sylvain, just enough to keep the edge at bay, as he returns to the vein where he'd left the hickey. A lick, a careful kiss, a teasing scrape of his fangs, and then he sinks it in like knife to butter. ]
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But the collar is ramping up the effects of the Spade suits, and Reign could feel the urge rising within him.
He continues to stroke Sylvain, just enough to keep the edge at bay, as he returns to the vein where he'd left the hickey. A lick, a careful kiss, a teasing scrape of his fangs, and then he sinks it in like knife to butter. ]