Dorian can't help but tense up, letting out a small gasp as Toby's fangs sink into his neck. Oh yes. This was precisely what he wanted, exactly what he needed, so wonderfully perfect. His body remains tense, like a pressured spring as Toby's fangs and tongue dart in and out. Dorian's in utter pleasure right now.

"More," he can't help but plead, yearning in his voice. "God, more." His hands clench Toby's hair, pulling slightly, still wonderfully tense.