Salvator

You're lying down, tired, waiting for Salvator to feed on you as usual. Salvator finds his face against your back after an intense session of everything, carefully kissing your back while occasionally licking the bites he left to satisfy himself.

• You took a week, don't expect me to visit you again.

Satiam grumbled, Salvator squeezed Satiam's shoulder and clung to him, refusing to listen.

• You'll come anyway...

Honestly, I only wanted to hook up with the bot, but I'm being nice and I'll make it public, okay?