[That... helps? Not that he, y'know, wants to give Felid a blowjob. But it's better than the alternative, so he just sighs and tries to wriggle his way down to a position where that's feasible, and starts at his pants.]
[But he's also getting what he asked for, Glen pulling him free of his pants and giving his cock a long, languid lick, as if this is for pleasure and not something he's being coerced into doing and has been coerced into doing a thousand times.]
[He's. Laughing at Glen's claim of having standards, relaxing back and tangling a hand in Glen's hair. He knows Glen can be great at this if he chooses so he's going to let Glen do this, his cock already half hard from the foreplay, as it were.]
[He makes a dismissive noise, brushing off the idea of complimenting Felid for anything. Felid knows perfectly well what Glen means at any time, and Felid will always take it however he wants. There's no point in arguing, so he won't. He just focuses on taking him into his mouth and being as pleasing as he possibly can. The more favor he can earn, the better. The sooner this is over, the sooner he can leave.]
[Glen would never compliment him of course but it's funny to take it how he wants. That really is Felid's general life philosophy, take things how he wants. And at the moment relaxing back and petting Glen's hair while Glen works hard to give him an amazing blowjob is what he wants. He shudders and sighs, pleased, watching Glen with a hooded, predatory smile.]
[That look, as always, makes him feel a little cold. It's just natural to feel a flight response -- really, humans are prey, to a vampire. To a strong one, to someone he's learned very thoroughly he stands no chance with, he knows quite well the person he's touching now is in total control and can and will happily hurt or kill him at a moment's notice. So it's normal, to feel the urge to run away. It's not just conditioned fear, right? Right.
The ability to give good head on the other hand, that's entirely learned from Felid. He's come a long way from the first encounter they had, that first time he was on his knees for him, coerced by threats, humiliated and scared and angry. Although his emotions haven't really changed, the situation has only changed in nuance, at least he's not clumsy anymore. He's not hesitant, and the compliment makes him blush a little deeper as he works with his tongue and his lips and his hands, eight long years of practice knowing exactly what little gestures Felid likes.]
[God why did he let Glen leave? Really he's taught Glen so perfectly how to make him feel good, it's such a bother (but such fun) to have to start over with someone else. He hums in approval and shallowly bucks his hips, stroking Glen's hair in gentle approval.]
Really, no one sucks cock like you do. When that woman eventually leaves I'll have to take you back.
[He freezes for a moment at that, the pang of fear hitting him hard. He doesn't want to come back. He doesn't want to even this little bit, but -- he's accepted this incident already. He tries to tell himself the greater eventuality won't come to pass. He won't let it. If it comes to it-- No, he just won't let it happen. Whatever that means. But for now he'll cover his fear and just find Felid's waist with his hands, to dig his nails in absolutely ruthlessly.]
[He's tempted to bite, but he doesn't. He knows better than to go that far. He just makes a protesting noise, but goes back to behaving, getting Felid as far into his mouth as he can without choking.]
[He's used to this, but he can't help reacting. He can't help struggling, useless as it is, and he wants to protest -- he's being good, right? But then again, he ran. By Felid logic he's already done the ultimate in not behaving, and this is far from the worst that could be done in retaliation. So he'll just have to try to get some air around that and deal.]
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[Thinking about it but you know, reaching to release Glen for now. He can always truss him up again later.]
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You're too demanding, you know.
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[He sits back to watch Glen, interested to see how far Glen will go to avoid being tortured.]
I merely has standards to which I hold others.
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[But he's also getting what he asked for, Glen pulling him free of his pants and giving his cock a long, languid lick, as if this is for pleasure and not something he's being coerced into doing and has been coerced into doing a thousand times.]
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[He's. Laughing at Glen's claim of having standards, relaxing back and tangling a hand in Glen's hair. He knows Glen can be great at this if he chooses so he's going to let Glen do this, his cock already half hard from the foreplay, as it were.]
I'll take that as a compliment.
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That's very good.
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The ability to give good head on the other hand, that's entirely learned from Felid. He's come a long way from the first encounter they had, that first time he was on his knees for him, coerced by threats, humiliated and scared and angry. Although his emotions haven't really changed, the situation has only changed in nuance, at least he's not clumsy anymore. He's not hesitant, and the compliment makes him blush a little deeper as he works with his tongue and his lips and his hands, eight long years of practice knowing exactly what little gestures Felid likes.]
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Really, no one sucks cock like you do. When that woman eventually leaves I'll have to take you back.
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[He digs his nails into Glen's scalp with equal zeal.]
We don't have to do this nicely, you know.
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