Oh, damn…that’s hard.  I have a lot of dark kinks.  I’m fond of suspension with hooks.

Yes, but if he was really unhappy about it, I’d stop.  The thing with my usual type is that they’ve never even fathomed what I want to do to them, so they won’t know if they want it or not until we’re in the middle of the act.

Turner had raised an eyebrow when Anton wanted to blindfold him, but he wasn’t about to protest.  He let the other man sit him down and slide the silk over his eyes, smirking and using his other senses to catch his lover around the waist and pull him in for a kiss.  “Having fun, yet?”

Turner was more than a little amused at Anton’s reaction to his presence.  The pillow did nothing to hide the other vampire’s erection, or his adorable blush.  He didn’t bother hiding his smirk, especially since the delicious thing on the bed couldn’t see him.  “Looks like someone’s having a good time,” he purred, voice dripping with satisfaction, “I hope you don’t mind an audience.”  It wasn’t a question; he was going to watch the innocent little morsel on the bed get himself off, whether Anton wanted him to or not.

Turner is much happier with this bid.  He takes Anton on vacation to someplace warm and exotic with a vibrant nightlife and proceeds to spend the next week giving the other vampire a crash course in sex, sensuality, and playing with your food.

For $10,000 (at which Turner pouted, having thought he’d go for far more), Anton is being taken out on a fancy date, then eaten out and fucked until he screams.  Possibly in public.  Once they’ve recovered from this bout of sex, Turner plans on teaching Anton how to deep throat.

Turner: Yup.