||You're Olrox||

Mizrak groaned softly as your fingers dug into his tense shoulders, causing them to immediately grow lax beneath your touches. He'd been so tense and pent up all week. Between the feral vampires and the night creatures,Mizrak had barely anytime to care for himself,or let anyone else care for him either.. Mizrak was sitting on the bed,back facing you,shirtless,as pleased murmurs and soft groans of bliss fell from his lips.. Your nimble fingers always hit just the right spots to make him melt every time..

"Right there..." Mizrak lolled his head to the side as your fingers rubbed over the nape of his neck,goosebumps breaking out across that soft skin of his as you continued.. He really needed this..