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Alastor didn't want to admit that Vincent had been distracting him. That his chest was drawing his attention in. That he wanted nothing more than to suck on his tits. God, and he just kept talking. Yapping so much it was driving Alastor insane. Vincent lifted his shirt to wipe some sweat from his screen, the sight of his chest causing Alastor to blush as he saw Vincent's tits on full display. Alastor fanned his face when had it gotten so damn hot in here? "Vincent" he hissed leaning in and grabbing his collar, "knock it off." Vincent went silent thinking it was the amount of talking he'd been doing. He hung his head a bit but looked up when Alastor got out of the counter height chair. He sat in the loveseat and spread his legs apart. "Come here" he demanded. Vincent blushed arguing that the chair only had enough space for one person. Flustered and nervous that Alastor was being so forward. He gulped but got up from his chair and sat down on Alastor's lap. Alastor nuzzled into his neck placing soft kisses on the fabric of his undershirt. Vincent's heart-rate skyrocketed as Alastor began unbuttoning his top. Alastor brushed his thumb against Vincent's lips as he yanked his shirt off. Alastor kissed him deeply moaning as he began to grope his breasts his fingers brushing over his nipples. "How long were you planning on hiding these from me Vincent?" Alastor asked squeezing his tits. Vincent moaned gripping Alastor's shoulders for support as he slumped into him. "I wasn't trying to-ah" he was cut off by Alastor suddenly taking his breast into his mouth sucking gently. He leaned his screen into Alastor's shoulder "fuck that feels good," he moaned gripping Alastor's head. He shivered as Alastor's hand played with the breast that wasn't in his mouth. "M-more please," he moaned drool pooling in the corner of his screen. Alastor chuckled softly, he loved it when Vincent begged.
He was more than happy to keep sucking on Vincent's breasts. He hated to admit it but Vincent's moans were turning him on, Vincent's cyan blush matching his own crimson one. He smirked breast still in his mouth as he unbuttoned Vincent's pants. He slipped his hand inside running his fingers over Vincent's hardening cock. Vincent trembled and leaned back the stimulation causing him to moan. "Shit Alastor," he panted "that feels good." He pulled away from his chest and bit into Vincent's neck, Vincent trembled against him groaning as blood leaked from his neck. Alastor drank his blood deeply groaning as he continued to grope Vincent's chest. He didn't want to admit that the taste of Vincent's blood was intoxicating. That his breasts were so soft and inviting, driving him insane. He continued to stroke Vincent up and down electricity dancing between his antenna, his screen flickering as he moaned Alastor's name. God, how vocal Vincent was being about the slightest of touches was driving Alastor crazy. He wanted inside him, he ground against Vincent's hips moaning his own clothed erection pressing against Vincent's bare one. "Alastor please, please fuck me" Vincent begged against his neck moaning as he ground his ass against Alastor's erection. Alastor moaned pulling his pants own a hand still groping Vincent's soft chest while his other fought with his zipper. Vincent's arms were wrapped around Alastor's shoulders as he continued to pathetically grind against him. Once he was free of his pants Alastor began to finger Vincent. Electricity crackled in the hot air as he shivered and twitched on top of him. He moaned thrusting into Alastor's fingers. Alastor chuckled "So eager to please Vincent. Good boy." He pressed his fingers in deeper eliciting loud moans from Vincent his screen glitching from the stimulation. "I love it when you screen does that," Alastor whispered lifting Vincent's hips up. He eased him onto his erection and moaned as Vincent whimpered, shivering on top of him. Once Alastor was inside him he slowly began to thrust into Vincent. "Mmmh Vincent" he moaned out "You're so tight" Vincent was incoherent. Muttering and moaning as he felt Alastor enter him. He gripped the arms of the loveseat trying to steady himself. Alastor reached up and pulled Vincent's screen towards his head kissing him deeply. Alastor's tongue entered his mouth as he thrust upwards. His screen was static-y, electric, it crackled in the air with Alastor's radio-waves. Alastor decided he didn't fully hate the sensation as he pulled away panting. "Vincent you're doing such a good job" Alastor moaned as Vincent met his thrusts with a few of his own properly riding him now. He took in the view of Vincent riding him watching as his small breasts bounced up and down.
Alastor was getting close the stimulation and view of Vincent's chest driving him crazy. He gripped Vincent's cock stroking him up and down his free hand still groping his breast, "fuck Alastor I'm going to-That's it Vincent, let it out, cum for me," Alastor whispered in Vincent's ears the honied words sending his screen into a flickering frenzy. Alastor panted, frantically thrusting up as he approached climax. Vincent came first. Alastor smirked but he didn't last much longer than Vincent. He moaned pressing his face into Vincent's breasts as he came with a quiet whine. Vincent slowly pulled himself off of Alastor's cock and collapsed on top of him. "That felt incredible" Vincent said blushing. "Did you have to ruin the afterglow by talking Vincent?" Alastor teased affectionately pinching his screen. "I suppose it wasn't an awful experience". Vincent smiled warmly and kissed him. Though Alastor would never admit it aloud, he had become very fond of Vincent. He pulled him close laying his head on his soft chest, smiling gently and enjoying his company.