yup, gonna post up a little love scene between Zylar and Sataru. i'm not the best writer but i hope you enjoy anyway. sorry for any errors

While Sataru changed into what he usually wore to bed, I sat silent with a muted expression which did little to hide my slight anger and disappointment. Sataru returned to the bed and sat down on the edge, staring at me contently, a light smile to his lips.
“Now what’s wrong?” he asked, his voice tender and gentle. He reached out and caressed my cheek, his hand resting under my jaw now. He leaned toward me, his lips looked very inviting. Was it wrong that I thought they were beautiful, almost irresistible.
I closed the gap between us and pressed my lips against his. My arms were around his waist, pulling us closer. His hands moved from my face to my bare chest, making sure to be careful about the wounds. I moved forward, pushing my body weight against him and forcing him down on to the bed.
He shifted his position only slightly, his hands were still against my chest, keeping me at bay. I was hoping he didn’t want to stop now, even if he did I wasn’t sure if I would be able to.
“I’m not used to being on bottom.” he whispered into my ear. I smiled and planted another kiss on his lips.
“That’s too bad.” I breathed, kissing his mouth again, parting his lips. Our tongues met and played gently. I couldn’t believe how warm his body was, I must have been freezing but hot and cold can either serve as pleasure or restraint. I think he liked how cold I was.
Sataru placed his hands on my waist and pushed them down against him. A soft moan escaped my lips as he pressed down harder. My breathing was becoming heavier with each touch and kiss he gave to me. I could hear his heart racing, I’m sure if I was human, my heart would have already broken out of my ribs.
I stopped and stared at him for a minute. His golden eyes looked right through me which sent excited chills down my spine. I could feel myself becoming rigid and erect.
Sataru took advantage of my sudden stop and rolled over on top of me now. His mouth was against my throat, his tongue sliding across my smooth skin. His hands slid under my lower back and held me against the hollow of his hips. I could feel him through both our clothing. It was pleasuring but I felt nervous now, and helpless.
I cried out when he bit down into the front of my neck. It didn’t hurt but it did surprise me. I drew another deep breath but it was cut short when Sataru forced another kiss. He pulled away briefly.
“It seems I’m the seme and you’re the uke.” he smiled, leaning closer.
“What’s that mean?”
“I’m top and you‘re bottom. I seem to be more experienced than you.”
“You did have access to a certain girl all you wanted so it’s no surprise.”
He smiled again and kissed my jaw. I tilted my head back as he made a trail of kisses down my neck and chest, stopping once at my stomach. His tongue glided over the tense muscles and traced around my belly button, only once slipping in. Excited spasms found their way to my stomach making me whimper. Sataru repeated what he did only this time he was quicker and harder. I couldn’t suppress my cries any longer.
I felt the warmth of his body lift off mine. I wrapped my arms around him hoping he wouldn’t stop. I felt lost in a haze for a moment but once my hands found his face everything was clear again.
“Why did you stop?” I asked, my voice trembling. He clasped my hand in his and placed the tips of my fingers against his lips. They were soft and moist.
“So you do like this?” he whispered, now placing his hand against my cheek.
“Yes. Why wouldn’t I?”
“You’re crying.” he answered, wiping away a tear with his thumb. I didn’t bother wiping them away. It wouldn’t matter, I knew more would come if he continued. “Should I go on?”
I brought him close for another kiss which he happily obliged to do. My tongue slipped between his lips and explored the inside of his mouth. He did the same with me, his tongue tracing around my fangs. I loved his curiosity of them so I bit down gently but enough to cause him to bleed. He moaned against my mouth but didn’t stop, much to my relief.
I moved from his lips to his throat and kissed his jugular vein and the small puncture wounds on it. Without meaning to I sank my fangs deep into his soft flesh. He cried out and began to whimper. I caressed the wound with my mouth and slowly pulled away.
His breathing was heavier than it was before and his skin was wet with sweat. No wonder his flesh tasted salty but his blood was sweet. Droplets of crimson trickled down his shoulder and onto his now bare chest. His kimono had become so loose while we moved together that he was practically wearing nothing now.
He sat up but kept his hands against me. I could almost see everything that he would usually keep private. For once I wasn’t at all bothered by it. He noticed my staring and offered a sensual smile. His hands moved to my belt and in what felt like a second he had it off, his fingers now nestled between my skin and the waistband of my pants.
My entire body went weak knowing what would come next