I bite my lip, watching them kiss, this perfect pair of black and red.
The red-head; my beloved cousin Colin, with delicate features and large dark eyes that promise pleasures to come.
The dark one; Stephon, long time friend of the family with the pale smug features of an aristocrat, he's always had a lustful aura to him.
Seeing them together, Stephon's hands running through Colin's hair, embracing the youth's face as his tongue slides between Colin's lips, makes my stomach tighten with desire. I lay one hand against the wall of the house, watching them on this cold porch, the moon peeking above the trees to share in the pleasure.
Stephon pulls back from the kiss, clutching Colin's head. My cousin shakes, his mouth slack as he runs his hands up the arms of the elder. Stephon licks Colin's mouth, his hands moving down Colin's neck, quickly tearing the button at his throat.
Colin moans loudly, reaching to the neckline of his shirt, pulling the lace apart, tearing several more buttons off as he exposes his chest to Stephon. Like liquid shadow, Stephon's gloved hands caress Colin's tanned skin, running beneath his clothes to dig at his nipples. The red-head pulls his jacket off, the heavy velvet coat clinging to his slender arms like so many jealous lovers.
Colin cries out in surprise when Stephon dives for the youth's throat, mouth opening over his skin. I swoon in envy as Stephon wraps long arms around Colin's waist and shoulders, pinning their tall bodies against each other. Colin's scream drops into a heated moan, his arms hanging slack as the coat begins to drop to the ground. Stephon rocks him, growling softly, his hand beginning to stroke Colin's back, gloved nails beginning to claw at the youth's body.
Stephon somehow manages to tear Colin's pants, and the youth arches up against the man as round hip is exposed. Sight of my cousin's tanned flesh causes my breath to catch, and I want nothing more than to have my thighs wrapped around those slender hips. My vision dims as I continue panting, my mouth slack at the sight of blood beginning to ooze down that delicious flesh.
Stephon's head turns, crimson staining his mouth, Colin's neck coated liberally with his own lifeblood. Meeting Stephon's eyes, seeing them turn bright red, I swallow loudly, realizing my own moans have clued him to my presence. I blush, and start to step back when Stephon motions to me.
Entranced by his eyes, by that sensuous mouth covered in blood, all I can do is stumble forward. Colin lolls in Stephon's arm, his head turning slightly, and he's staring right at me. His entire face is slack with pleasure, and I so desperately want to hear him moaning in my ear.
Before I know it, I'm right next to them, and Stephon's pulling me into a kiss, his gloved hand tight on the back of my head, holding me against his mouth, his tongue instantly invading my orifice. I moan, reaching out for him, finding his chest, touching Colin, feeling their heat through my dress. I lap at the blood flavor, panting as it crosses my tongue, seeping down inside me. Dizziness stirs in my head as I taste Colin, and I want his heartbeat against my lips.
Stephon breaks the kiss, grabbing tight onto my ponytail. I stare up into his eyes, my body pressing up against him, one of Colin's hands working up my back, fingering the embroidery on my corset. Stephon smiles deeply, licking the blood at one corner of his mouth, and turns me around, making me face Colin.