Riley breathed a sigh into Tao's mouth as the vampire's hands and lips found his. He immediatley began to respond, his hands sliding down the front of that already opened shirt to pull it off of the vampire's shoulders. He'd had scarecely a few moments to take in his surrounds and yet he knew he had crossed some line, the line, perhaps, between himself and Tao. There was only one thing left to be broken; his skin. He pulled Tao back with him until he was yanking the vampire on top of him as he fell onto the bed. The cotton felt much more comfortable, more familiar, perhaps it had something to do with the absence of straps. Tao was dead, but this room seemed much more lived in.
"Tao." He groaned, arching his hips up against the vampire's.
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