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Though he adored the regularity of their encounters, Samael was far from monogamous. It wasn’t even certain if such a thing could be obtained from the hell prince, leaving him truly devoted to only one lover alone. He dreamed of such a life with Kaena, but even then, his lust was unbridled and sought release whenever and wherever possible. Hybrid was one, along with many others he encountered along the way. Claw hand running across the flesh of his belly, taking in the lines of his form and reveling in the scent of sex and the feel of his skin, he smirked back, muttering softly from beneath the veil of his jet-black hair.
“Of course, love.” Their encounters were nearly perfect, with the metallic stench of blood on the air and the searing tear of his flesh as nails ripped and tore through his skin. Not many others could match the beauty of their particular coupling, and Samael knew he could never deny this. He was content with what they had, and enjoyed nothing more than physical release with or without regard for the other creature.
Though he adored the regularity of their encounters, Samael was far from monogamous. It wasn’t even certain if such a thing could be obtained from the hell prince, leaving him truly devoted to only one lover alone. He dreamed of such a life with Kaena, but even then, his lust was unbridled and sought release whenever and wherever possible. Hybrid was one, along with many others he encountered along the way. Claw hand running across the flesh of his belly, taking in the lines of his form and reveling in the scent of sex and the feel of his skin, he smirked back, muttering softly from beneath the veil of his jet-black hair.
“Of course, love.” Their encounters were nearly perfect, with the metallic stench of blood on the air and the searing tear of his flesh as nails ripped and tore through his skin. Not many others could match the beauty of their particular coupling, and Samael knew he could never deny this. He was content with what they had, and enjoyed nothing more than physical release with or without regard for the other creature.