Oh look, Eric's back

[runningred]

Jay leads Eric up to his room, shedding his shirt. No point getting it bloody.

He nods towards his bed, somewhat unintentionally showing off his neck and the dark red mark there. "Take what you need. Just don't drop me all the way."

He's not bothering to make any gesture of this being personal or anything more than blood.

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[runningred]

Jay shrugs, sheepishly. Or as sheepishly as one can shrugs with Eric inside him. "I was test running a prototype for your place. I needed a vocal command I wasn't likely to accidental moan."

[onceaviking]

"Yes, I can see how 'fuck me harder' wouldn't work for you," Eric says. And gyrates a little.

[runningred]

Jay moans and curses. And laughs and clenches. " Hey, I've managed not to beg so far. That's got to be damn near a record for me."

[onceaviking]

Eric's upper lip twitches.
"I could still make you," he says.

Smiling a little.

Then he slowly slides almost, almost all the way out - and back in again. As he reaches down to curl his long a trying fingers around Jay's cock.

[runningred]

Jay swears again, richly and hotly. He arches into the touch, heart racing with need. "You know, oh fuck! I do believe you could. If you wanted to. But I'm pretty sure the fact my heart's still beating is a blatant invitation to fuck me harder." He laughs and moans again, trying to keep things light.

[onceaviking]

Eric rumbles in reply and then he slides the fingers of his free hand into Jay's hair, pulling his head back sharply.

"This is how I used to do. Sometimes. If I was feeling nice," he murmurs, his cool breath tickling Jay's ear.

[runningred]

Jay whimpers warmly, his cock jumping on Eric's hand. Fuck, if the hair pull doesn't push his buttons. "And are you, oh gods, feeling nice now? Because that feels-" he breaks off with a breathless moan.

[onceaviking]

"No,"Eric murmurs. "Nice as in nice before killing people. And you are much to useful to have around to kill."

He kisses him, briefly. Lips and tongue and teeth.

[runningred]

"Ah." Jay shudders just a little. Just lust. Really. "I'm sure a lot of them die very happy then."

[onceaviking]

The only answer he gets is a rumble. And a bite on the side of his neck.
Just one last sip.

Shutters or no, the sun is making itself felt.

[runningred]

Jay groans and bucks into Eric's hand. "You should rest." Or finish Jay off. One or the other.

[onceaviking]

"In a minute," Eric says and then he tugs hard on Jay's hair again.
Really hard.

[runningred]

"Oh fuck!" Jay gasps, leaking in Eric's hand. He's barely a breath away from coming, his muscles tense and shaking.

[onceaviking]

He leans down, fangs bared, and snarls right next to Jay's face, pulled back lips inches away from the throbbing pulse of his jugular.

[runningred]

Jay whimpers, caught between the tight edge of pleasure and the animal instinct of fear. Being the messed up individual he is, desire wins out and he cums with a soft, desperate moan.

[onceaviking]

Eric breathes and then he retracts his fangs, drying off his hand on Jay's belly.

[runningred]

Jay groans and laughs softly. "Fuck, Eric! That was mean." Not that he sounds at all upset about it.

He runs a gentle hand through Eric's hair, still shaking a little, all too aware of the time slipping away from them. "You're welcome to stay but I understand if you need to go."

[onceaviking]

"I had better," Eric says, getting up and retrieving his clothes, pulling them back on.

There's a hint of blood at his left ear already.

[runningred]

Jay's just going to chill out on the bed and watch him go. Because he's quite low on blood and the thought of standing up makes him dizzy. "Stay safe, hey? Give my love to Emcee when you see him."

[onceaviking]

Eric looks down at him, one eyebrow moving up.
Then he reaches down and feels his pulse.

Because he is clearly raving.

[runningred]

Jay's pulse is a little fast and a little faint but not enough to be in any trouble.

"He's missed you." Jay explains with a patience smile. "Now get gone before you start leaking from the eyes too."

[onceaviking]

"He's too smart for that," Eric says, dismissively, and zips his track suit jacket.

[runningred]

Jay chuckles and shakes his head but leaves it at that. Instead he yawns and mops at his stomach with a cloth, pulling the blankets around himself.

[onceaviking]

And then Eric is gone.
Hurrying back to his own room.

[runningred]

{ooc: emotions? What emotions? We have no emotions here.}