Alexei was so aroused that there was no light in his eyes.
Only dark, filthy thoughts of stuffing that tight entrance with his seed until it dripped down Elijah's slender thighs.
"I-It hurts," Elijah whimpered.
Alexei's one part wanted to soothe Elijah, to hold him gently in his arms, while the other, hungrier part, just wanted to ram straight and make the exorcist cry louder.
Trying his best, Alexei leaned down and licked the tears away, swallowing them down his throat before crashing his lips with Elijah's.
With a brutal thrust, he pushed inside to the hilt, forcing the breath out of Elijah.
"Mnnh!"
All of those sweet cries turned into muffled whimpers, devoured by the red-haired beast with heated fervor.
The more he kissed, the more he wanted to hear those cries.
Elijah's knees trembled as a jolt of pleasure and pain shot through his spine. His vision went white for a hot second.
