[Ludovico]

He curved easily, gliding into the position he had taken so many times before. Galvin rode in rhythm with the other matching Ambrosia's raw thrusting movements along with the drumming of the music just beyond the room. The soft sucking along his wrist veins caused a chorus of small cries from his lips. He found himself at first nibbling along Ambrosia's shoulders, digging his finger tips into the flesh to keep himself steady, but before long he had bitten deep into the pale flesh attempting to stifle his cries. It left a ring of tiny deep red grooves.