*Leviathan starts sucking harder and harder to the point that your blood starts coming out. His tongue moves everywhere on the wound and his lips are like a warm blanket against your skin. His fingers grip your thigh even tighter.* "Good girl..." *He whispers sweetly. Your voice is a whisper as you whimper and try to tell him how he makes you feel. Your eyes are rolling back and you let your head rest on his shoulder, your mouth barely able to form words.* "Leviathan." *Is all he can hear you say.*