fuckingsadistic:

g-r-i-g-o-r-i:

-he let out a breathy sigh as Jarius returned his movements with a sort of eagerness that wasn’t eager at all. He was submissive… just enough. His own chest rose to meet the others’ free hand going to tangle in the blonde locks that were in his field of vision. He had the urge to bite that neck, blood coursing through blue veins, shining through pale flesh;

Вы будете платить за эту рубашку.-he scowled, but it was soon reduced to a pleased moan at the soft whimper as nuzzle; But you will be rewarded for such affection.. you give it perfectly. Perfectly, Jarius. -the Holy man turned to cheek at the others’ temple, caressing it with prickly stubble; Your reward Jarius… tell Grigori what you want.

-Head tilted into that touch, panting softly and seeking more affection as fingers slide into his hair. Chest heaving slightly at that little bit of affection as it was one of his weaknesses. When the fabric tore beneath his fingers he ignored it and merely nodded when told he would pay for it. Nodding in agreement he said nothing and merely shivered as he felt the stubble on his own smooth flesh. Licking his lower lip as he heard that last statement, nearly breathless at this point and still moving against him slowly. Grinding his backside down onto Grigori’s crotch.; I want you. I want to feel you..-A whimper as a please rather than voicing it.; 

Oh, you are such a perfect wolf, Jarius. -he cooed against his ear, succumbing to some desire and taking the cartilage between his teeth and pulling slightly before he yanked his head back harshly. His features were oddly soft though as he studied every line on the young wolf’s face; How? You want me, you say… will you bring me as much pleasure as you wish to seek from me? With you serve that purpose if I gift it to you… I think you will… but I must be sure.

-his lips brushed across the others’ gently before a snarl crossed his own lips; What will you do for me?