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[runningred]

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Jay's room is tidy in a way that only happens when Jay's on his way out of the door about. But it's clear he doesn't want to be.

Jay strips off without waiting. "Straightforward and uncomplicated? Fuck me senseless while drinking from my throat?" He offers, skipping any sort of foreplay. It's them, they don't need it.

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[onceaviking]

"Probably not," Eric says.

A pause.

"What can they do? About PTSD?"
He may actually be interested.

[runningred]

"Counselling mostly. A fair bit of just being able to talk about the shit in my head that I know isn't right. Some people need drugs but I'm not so fucked up as that."

Says that man covered in drying blood from having been drunk towards the edge twice in one session.

[onceaviking]

Eric lets it slide.

"And that - works?"

He may sound a little sceptical.

[runningred]

Jay shrugs and gets up, padding towards the bathroom to get cleaned up. "Not sure yet. Work in progress. He, the guy I've been talking to, isn't actually a mask but he's been around the scene enough to understand some of the shit that does with it. That helps." Having someone else who gets the particular brand of shit that comes with the life.

[onceaviking]

"Hmm," Eric says, and then he falls silent, following Jay into the bathroom.

[runningred]

Jay runs the shower, pulling some towels out of the cupboard, assuming Eric wants a shower too.

He runs the shower, trusting Eric to follow him if he wants too.

[onceaviking]

And he does.

Under the spray, he tips his head back and lets the hot water wash the blood on his face away.

[runningred]

Jay washes himself, casually watching Eric as he does. Just because he's been fucked senseless doesn't mean he can't enjoy the view.

[onceaviking]

Eric is thorough, running his huge hands down his naked, chiselled torso.
Slowly.

[runningred]

Jay licks his lips, openly enjoying the sight, even as he washes himself. Somewhat less showy. He has no reason to show off. After all, Eric's more interested in the inside of him, pumping through his veins.

[onceaviking]

And that is exactly what Eric is listening to.

Lips slightly parted.

[runningred]

And that heart is beating all the faster for watching Eric. Fuck, the man is gorgeous! And he's hard again.

[onceaviking]

"You're loud."

It's a murmur. Almost soft.

[runningred]

"Yeah, that's now a new thing. You've know that about me since the first night I tried to pick you up in the bar. Subtle is for the mission."

[onceaviking]

Eric makes a small, purry sound.
"I know, " he says.

"It makes me want to bite you. "

[runningred]

Yeah, that's not helping the situation. Jay's cock jerks to the sound of that purr. "Really now?" He arches his neck, showing off in other ways.

[onceaviking]

Suddenly, Eric is standing very close.
Hard, wet, cold.

His fangs come down with a loud click.

[runningred]

Jay's grins is very clearly welcoming and very keen on this turn of events. He arches his neck again, his heart racing.

[onceaviking]

Eric dips his head and runs his cold lips along Jay's jaw.

[runningred]

Jay groans softly and arches a little, pressing against Eric's marble body.

[onceaviking]

Eric makes a small, purry sound, and rubs against Jay.
Hard and cool.

He slides his fingers into his hair and pulls his head to the side.
Insistently.

[runningred]

Oh fuck! Yup, Jay's hard as iron and moaning like a whore. Yeah, he wants this, far too fucking much for his sanity.

[onceaviking]

That earns him a growl.

And fangs.

Eric probably shouldn't bite him again.
But he is going to anyway.

Because he can.

[runningred]

Yeah, vampire blood becomes a useful when it comes to feeding on the same person over and over on the one night. And lets face it, Jay's always up for it.

[onceaviking]

Another bite and another, painful, tug on his hair.