Forest run with Eric.

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{From here]

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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[onceaviking]

Eric holds still, clamping one large hand around the back of Jay's neck.

Then he lets his fangs down again, briefly, to bite at his own tongue, before licking the multiple wounds on Jay's neck and throat closed. Pulling out so he can flip him over to get the last ones. Listening to him.

[runningred]

He's breathing, even moaning softly as Eric licks him. "Fuck me, you're wild." He breathes, barely above a whisper.

[onceaviking]

Eric leans back on his heels, managing to keep his balance despite having his jeans tangles around his ankles, and licks his lips and teeth.

"I am holding back," he says. Lightly.

(It's a struggle to talk like that, to sit calmly, to not pounce -)

[runningred]

Jay laughs. Impressive for a man on the verge of exsanguination. "Pretty sure that's the closest you've come to killing me so far."

[onceaviking]

Eric's smile looks a little bit strained.

"Yes," he says.
And then, "You need a little more blood, I think."

[runningred]

It certainly wasn't a complaint.

Jay nods, "I think you might be right there." His is very low on blood and he's feeling it.

[onceaviking]

Eric bites down on his hand and offers it to Jay.

[runningred]

Jay gives him a small and grateful nod before drinking a few drops from Eric's cut hand. He trusts that Eric will only let him take as much as he needs.

[onceaviking]

Eric holds his hand in place.
He can manage a little more.
Probably.

[runningred]

Jay drinks, letting Eric's blood do it's thing. Once he feels like it's enough, he rests a hand on Eric's wrist with a little nod of thanks.

He's hard again but that's just the blood-high and he ignores it, letting his head fall back as he feels the last of the bites close and the blood replenish.

[onceaviking]

Eric runs his hands through his hair. Then he wipes his mouth with the back of his hand.

[runningred]

"You're a mess." Jay smiles affectionately, sitting up. "Shower?"

[onceaviking]

"That sounds good," Eric says, getting up and doing up his jeans.

He is blood spattered and his tshirt is torn.

[runningred]

Jay manages with an effort to stand, still spinning a little with the high. He pulls his suit back up to his waist, at least enough to be decent and ties the arms around his hip. He's covered in blood too and sticky with cum.

"So, glory walk through the bar or vampire speed up to my room?" Jay's sounding bright and cheerful now that the blood is giving him his second wind.

[onceaviking]

Eric drapes a heavy, cool arm across Jays back.
"Either is good."

Jay might have reasons to reconsider though.

[runningred]

Jay chuckles and leans into Eric a little, enjoying every small sensation. Funny how the blood-high makes his sense sing. "Lets take the fast path. I could do with being clean and your reputation doesn't need this." He gestures down to his own splattered chest. "And vampire speed might be interesting while high."

[onceaviking]

"Whatever you want, sweetheart," Eric says, and picks him up. Just like that, carrying him cradled against him.

And then he runs.

Three breaths and they're in Eric's room, the door closing behind them.

[runningred]

Sweetheart? Jay doesn't have time to raise an eyebrow at that before they're in Eric's room. He expected to end up in his own room but he's happy to be wherever.

He waits till Eric sets him down before shedding his suit.

[onceaviking]

Eric sets him down, fairly gently, and starts stripping.
His clothes are already beginning to stiffen - and the shirt definitely isn't salvageable.

[runningred]

Jay's suit will recover. He designed it to be washable after all.

He watches Eric, enjoying the view. Even blood splatter, and perhaps especially blood splatter, Eric is gorgeous. And Jay is hard again. But that would just be the blood talking.

He walks over to Eric and on a whim, kisses him before heading to run the shower.

[onceaviking]

One of Eric's eyebrows crawl up - but he doesn't say anything.
He just walks into the bathroom as well, picking at some dried blood in The hair at the back of his neck.
However it got there is anybody's guess.

[runningred]

Hey! Eric was the one who stated it by called him sweetheart.

Jay chuckles and reaches for the soap. "Let me?"

[onceaviking]

He calls everyone sweetheart! Mostly, when he is pissed off though.

Eric grunts noncommittally and turns his back so Jay can see what he is doing.

[runningred]

Bullshit. That one slipped out and Jay's not going to call him on it. Neither of them wants drama tonight.

Instead he washes the back of Eric's neck, getting the blood out of his hair and enjoying the tactile thrill of every strand of hair under his hands. Heightened senses just add to Jay's post-coital love of touch. He massages Eric's shoulder as he washes, just because he can.

[onceaviking]

And Eric lets him.
He quite enjoys being washed. Warm hands moving across his slick and already cooling skin.

He runs wet hands over his face, washing away the blood.