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located in Sessions, a part of This Animal I Have Become, one of the many universes on RPG.

Sessions

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Character Portrait: Damian Mason Character Portrait: Sonya Asano
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Tristan's fingers wrapped around his free arm and pushed against him to try and let go, but Damian wasn't letting up. It had been far too long for him to give up tasting this sweet liquid and to even get his release from touching himself; since he'd been here, he'd only managed to jerk off once and that just happened to be last week when Arrow was dragged from her cell to be taken to the nurse. It was a feeling of pure bliss, exactly how he felt right now and he would let nothing stop it. Even as the nurse placed a hand on his shoulder and nudged him, he simply shot a glare at her and bit down harshly on the flesh between his teeth to draw more blood and even bruise the skin. He simply refused to let go for anyone or anything.

That was until another nurse came over to the two of them. This one was much larger than the frail woman next to him. She gripped his arm, tearing it away from what it was doing inside his pants and yanked him backwards so his mouth disconnected with the wet skin, his lips and teeth stained a crimson red, his cheeks flushed a light pink and even a fair amount of sweat stuck his hair to his face. Damian hissed in annoyance, unable to get out any audible words as he was forced to his feet and dragged away from his so-called meal. Honestly he wouldn't be far off described as a vampire from one of the novels they were allowed to read. Well, used to be able to read, until the description of one drinking another's blood turned him on and the books were soon removed. Never would he understand the reasons why he couldn't indulge in his fantasies in peace.

The aroused man was dragged out the room and down the hall to a place he didn't recognize. It was stylish and modern, but a conference room nonetheless, meaning he would have to deal with yet another doctor who considered him sick. He was forced down onto the chair and given a stern look by the nurse who took him here, but thankfully she left and he stuck his middle finger up at her as she left, uttering obscenities under his breath; when taken away from what could have been his only chance at tasting blood, Damian was less than friendly. Still he licked his lips clean of the blood contain them, biting back a groan in his throat, and zipping his pants back up. Hopefully his erection wasn't too noticeable.

A hand was extended out to him and Damian's attention immediately went to the dark red coating her nails. It almost looked like blood. His green eyes shot up at her and he smiled, almost twisted like as he grabbed her hand and tried pulling it close to his mouth. Perhaps there was hope he'd get more blood after all and this time no one would stop him. Besides, the psychiatrist was attractive.