[He likes humans. He likes the taste that runs through them when they're more like this than when they're petrified in fear. The scent of want is more potent than fear, he finds. Maybe this is why some demons take humans like this. Maybe some enjoy the mingle of both in the circumstances they put humans in.
Kazuya prefers just this scent and taste alone.
His tongue flicks the hardened nub, and he releases it only to press more open mouthed heated kisses to the skin around it.]
Let me know if there's something you want more of.
[Because otherwise the build up will become teasing as he drinks in every part of him, blunt human fingernails digging in and dragging downwards to his navel.]
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Kazuya prefers just this scent and taste alone.
His tongue flicks the hardened nub, and he releases it only to press more open mouthed heated kisses to the skin around it.]
Let me know if there's something you want more of.
[Because otherwise the build up will become teasing as he drinks in every part of him, blunt human fingernails digging in and dragging downwards to his navel.]