Ravenous (слэш)

Tav pulls Astarion's face into the crook of his neck and there, the vampire inhales faster than he can get the breaths in. The smell; blood below the skin and sweat sat on top of it. His tongue is out before he realizes, lapping over the area, dragging up any taste he can get.
Tav’s other hand presses into the small of his back, arching Astarion into him, making him whine at the feeling of the cock shifting inside him, until Astarion’s chest is flush against Tav’s.
“Feed.”