Forest run with Eric.

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Jay grabs his gear, both his bikes, and his five little drones. He hits the door to the forest at speed, sending the drones one way and the spare bike another, fanning them out across the various forest tracks.

He hasn't had time to fiddle with his suit but he has managed to record breathing and heartbeat recordings with each of the drones. Scent is an issue as the seal on the suit isn't perfect but it's worth a try.

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[runningred]

Jay chuckles and cuts off the connection. And yes, from far off in the forest, one of the heartbeats spikes just a little.

[onceaviking]

Eric grins to himself and starts moving purposefully through the night air. Not at top speed though.
There wouldn't be much chase in that.

The drones are annoying though. Spreading scent and sounds that interferes with his lock on the target.

[runningred]

The drones have their uses. Including Eric's whereabouts. He picks up his place and starts to double back, sending messages to all his drones and bikes to change their direction and the sounds. He stops against a tree, drawing on every meditative technique he knows to slow down his heart.

[onceaviking]

Eric stops, hovering in mid air.

Everything changed. But something changed less than the rest he closes his eyes and listens.

[runningred]

Jay leans against a tree, eyes closed as he slows down his heart and breathing. Maybe if he stays very, very still...

[onceaviking]

Eric lets his mouth fall open and tastes the air.

Looking for the taste of heat. Of fear. Of arousal.

[runningred]

Jay's true scent, as opposed to the ones the drones are carrying, is spiked with arousal but not fear. He's enjoying himself too much and being Jay, he doesn't fear enough.

He starts moving again, darting between the trees in short bursts, trying to keep his steps arrhythmia.

[onceaviking]

Eric comes across a drone and manages to turn his swat at it into something a little more gently.

"Tag," he mutters, and then he hurls down to the ground. He is pretty sure he has a fix on Jay now, so he'll take the rest on foot.

At vampire speed.

[runningred]

The drone makes a series of rude beeps and whistles at being tagged and buzzes around Eric as he descends.

Jay's voice sounds from somewhere near. "Jeckle! Stand down!" There's a growl of an order in his voice. "Heckle, take your brother inside. Stock, go with them."

Suddenly two more drones go quiet and leave the game, leaving Jay even more exposed. He's running now, running for one of the bikes parked close.

[onceaviking]

And there he is.

Eric smiles to himself and speeds up, running around Jay to cut him off.

Still not at full speed though, as there are trees to contend with.

[runningred]

Jay zigs and zags between the trees, trying to negate Eric's speed by using the thick undergrowth for cover.

[onceaviking]

A final burst of speed - and a tackle.

[runningred]

Jay hits the leaf litter with a whooph as Eric knocks the air out of him. There's a spike of fear mixed in with his adrenalin rush.

[onceaviking]

Huge, heavy, fanged vampire on top if him.

Snarling.

Then he grins. It still looks somewhat threatening on account of the fangs.

"Got you."

[runningred]

Yeah, that spike of fear gets stronger. Much stronger. But so does the arousal. Jay doesn't go down without a fight, writhing and wrestling. Not that it'll do him much good.

[onceaviking]

He likes it when they put up a fight.
Eric grinds down against him as he pins him further down, baring his fangs in another snarl.

[runningred]

And Jay is a born fighter and trained by some of the best in his world. Not that it counts much against vampire strength but it doesn't stop him from trying.

The snarl makes him flinch and grind back against him.

[onceaviking]

Eric pants, cold air hitting Jay's hot skin, and then he dips his head to run cold lips along Jay's jaw.

[runningred]

Jay groans, goosebumps breaking out across his skin as Eric's lips graze his neck. His fangs are just there. So close. so hard.

He's still fighting but as much of him is fighting to get closer, wanting more.

[onceaviking]

The growl this time is pleased.
And hungry.

[runningred]

Jay tries to kick out, arching to throw Eric off but in doing so, exposed his neck. It might be deliberate... and encouraging.

[onceaviking]

The bite is lightening quick and ferocious.

Eric tightens his grip on Jay's wrist with one hand.

His free hand ends up cradling the back of Jay's head.
That hand is gentle.

[runningred]

Jay swears brightly and richly, arching into the bite. It feels like Eric's fangs go so deep into his neck, his heart still racing from the chase.

His free hand pulls at Eric's shirt. It could be a weak attempt to pull Eric away but it's more likely to be an attempt to get to skin.

Eric's grip on his wrist is just tight enough to fuck with that part of Jay's masochistic desires. The feeling he has no control and no choice. The part that wants to be forced, hurt, taken.

[onceaviking]

Eric drinks deeply, his face already wet with blood. The sucking noises and loud and almost obscene.

He tightens his hold even further and grinds down against Jay.
Hard.

[runningred]

"Oh fuck!" Jay groans, feeling the cold of Eric's body even through his clothes. "Oh gods, Eric! Please?" What he's begging for goes without saying. Eric knows him after all.