12-06-2016, 02:45 AM
The slap had caught Ceasar hard and awokened him from his daze. He looked at his own hand, who had just a moment befote been holding the sweaty but inviting body of Victor, feeling cold and powerless now. A small trickle of blood was dripping down from the corner of his mouth, the wound on his lip had broken again from the slap. He slowly wiped away the blood with the back of his hand and looked up to Victor. "I didnt fulfill your want? I thought you also enjoyed the process. I am a stallion to you only, I get it. Too bad I wasted the chance this time. We would just have to keep trying now." He smiled with a smear of blood on his face, eerily looked innocent and evil at the same time.
