wait this wasn’t from an RP, I just wrote this for him

Though he was held down by arms far stronger than his own, being railed like his life depended on it, he wanted to hug him back. Struggling, one arm managed to grab onto Lunara's and momentarily break the grasp on it.
As he changed tactics, grabbing Valeryn’s legs and using them for leverage, his arms were suddenly freed, and he reached up to wrap them around his back and pull him closer, even as close as he was.
Lunara did lean a little closer to them, but too quick to be stopped, his jaw clamping down with surprising force, surprisingly sharp fangs now buried in his neck, poking through their scales like tissue paper, and sucking hard.
Immediately, Valeryn realized this wasn’t what he wanted at all, but, at the same time...this didn’t diminish the sensations he was already feeling. Even weirder...he was kinda into it.
Valeryn was fully lost in how good it felt. Twitching, painfully close, he was clenching himself, holding out for Lunara’s sake, even as the blood oozed out of his neck, his consciousness fading. Though he was becoming more woozy by the second, he willed his sagging eyelids to remain open.
Lunara, was determined to give him the best possible time he could, and that included, apparently, sucking blood from his lover while he pounded them in a show of brute force and absolute, terrifying power. It was a bit of a fucked-up way of thinking about it, but if he dicked them so well, as big as he was, everything else after that would feel unsatisfying, and they'd end up coming back to him, that was all that mattered...
Wait, no, those weren't his thoughts, not by a long shot, but he’d worry about that later.