I would think not being rushed into the ER and having to explain how you got bit would be incentive enough.
[As it was incentive for Kit to take things a bit more slowly. The last thing he needed was to wind up back at the hospital tonight and have to explain to either of his parents how Vincent had gotten injured. They knew this side of him existed, but they didn't need it paraded in front of them.
Especially after Vincent had exposed the bite mark on his throat earlier.
...so sobering was that thought, Kit very nearly lost his appetite. Were it not for the challenge in his companion's voice and the way Vincent settled his hands atop his, he might even have changed his mind about proceeding. The other boy was not as accustomed to this as him. Possibly, it was even his first. The lack of experience was glaring.
But at least here he didn't feel watched. The blinds were closed. The neighbors asleep. And apart from the two of them and an army of plants, the house was empty. There was no one to judge what they chose to do or not do, or how they chose to do it.
And with that thought, Kit's mouth settled again over the head of Vincent's cock, teeth grazing across sensitive flesh and gently down the shaft, both a promise and a warning. Whatever it took, he would draw another groan out of him and make Vincent squirm.]
hmm you raise a good point
[As it was incentive for Kit to take things a bit more slowly. The last thing he needed was to wind up back at the hospital tonight and have to explain to either of his parents how Vincent had gotten injured. They knew this side of him existed, but they didn't need it paraded in front of them.
Especially after Vincent had exposed the bite mark on his throat earlier.
...so sobering was that thought, Kit very nearly lost his appetite. Were it not for the challenge in his companion's voice and the way Vincent settled his hands atop his, he might even have changed his mind about proceeding. The other boy was not as accustomed to this as him. Possibly, it was even his first. The lack of experience was glaring.
But at least here he didn't feel watched. The blinds were closed. The neighbors asleep. And apart from the two of them and an army of plants, the house was empty. There was no one to judge what they chose to do or not do, or how they chose to do it.
And with that thought, Kit's mouth settled again over the head of Vincent's cock, teeth grazing across sensitive flesh and gently down the shaft, both a promise and a warning. Whatever it took, he would draw another groan out of him and make Vincent squirm.]