Seth allowed both of them a few seconds to adjust, he especially since this wasn't his usual body save for once a year. Some days he considered advancing in transmutation to fix that. Eventually he'd get there. Once settled, Seth rolled his hips nice and slow to start, gazing down hungrily at Kolter with his bottom lip snug between fanged canines and teeth. "Shit, you feel good," he groaned again. He splayed a gloved palm over the slave's abdomen, still finding his rhythm rolling and bouncing on the human's pulsing core inside him. "You like that?"
The human was at a loss for words, truly, unable to focus long enough to string words together. Not with the way Seth moved, how he rode him with expert precision. He felt incredible, all Kolter could do was rest his hands on those hips as his head fell back to rest on the back of the couch. Beyond what he was doing he looked good, also, even if his face was much different than what he had come to know him as. "Y-Yeah, fuck yeah. So so much." He finally manages to form the words as they slip from his lips between bouts of moans. He didn't think he had much longer now, the rolling of those hips was driving him to that edge. "Seth I'm gonna..." He warns before he's gripping those hips tighter as he explodes inside him. "Fuck!"











