runningred | (no subject)

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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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From:

onceaviking

Jay might - haven't really thought this through.

But it seems to work. Eric is getting louder. And he is moving faster.
And faster.

From:

runningred

That would be assuming Jay thought any of this through. Which is pretty clearly not the case. If he did, he won't be here.

Or moaning like a whore as Eric fucks him.

Or pushing back as much as he can against Eric's thrusts.

Or baring his neck again.

Or wanting Eric to cum.

From:

onceaviking

Eric tears into his neck again, as he digs his fingers into his skin and muscles.

He is this close to letting go completely.
This close.

But he doesn't. Not completely.
He does take Jay in a way he hasn't done before.

Because he's tired of having to be careful.

From:

runningred

Jay feels flesh tear, skin rip and blood fill the air.

But in the grips of his third orgasm tonight, he doesn't care.

Hopefully Eric has blood ready for him 'cause he's pretty close to the edge of collapse after this.

From:

onceaviking

And Jay is not the only one coming.

Cool, thick blood is suddenly oozing down Jay's inner things as Eric pulls away.
Letting go.

From:

runningred

Jay groans and all but collapses. Out of blood, out of energy and utterly fucked out.

From:

onceaviking

Should he actually slip down, his fall will likely be broken by a large hand.

Coincidentally.

Eric licks his fangs and sticks his head on the still steaming water spray.
Not looking at Jay.

From:

runningred

Jay's good with that.Or with being gently dropped down the tiles. Not like he's got the energy to protest. Or enjoy the view.

From:

onceaviking

And then there's a puddle of Jay on the bathroom tiles.

Eric runs a hand over his face to get the water out of his eyes and crouches down next to him.

Hmm.

"Jay?"

From:

runningred

Jay makes a soft squelchy sound that might have been an affirmative and might have just been a groan.

From:

onceaviking

Eric sighs.

"Can you sit up?"

From:

runningred

Jay attempts it...

With limited success.

Okay, this might be bad.

From:

onceaviking

Another sigh.

Eric bites down on his own tongue and locks lips with Jay, grabbing firmly hold of his hair as well. To make sure that he doesn't end up as a Jay shaped puddle again, and to make sure that he stops drinking when Eric wants him to.

He really should have known better.
Well, fuck that.

From:

runningred

Jay's good with whatever Eric is willing to give him. After all, what choice does he have?

After a bit, and the blood starting in him, he starts kissing back.

From:

onceaviking

Eric breaks the kiss and retracts his fangs, looking down at Jay.
"I'll assume you're still alive then," he says.dryly.

It wasn't like he was worried.

It would just have been a hassle. That's all.

From:

runningred

"Mostly." Jay huffs a soft laugh, happy to be a puddle just a little longer. Just till the blood really kicks in. "Just when I thought sex with you couldn't get any wilder."

From:

onceaviking

"That wasn't even -" Eric says, as he gets up and grabs a towel for himself before turning off the water.

"I mean, you wouldn't be able to handle really wild. You'd break."

He means it too.

From:

runningred

Jay starts to respond with some snappy joke or bold bravado.

Then thinks about it and shuts up, instead gesturing for Eric to throw him a towel.

From:

onceaviking

Eric does just that. And then he focuses in rubbing his hair dry.

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runningred

It takes Jay a couple of attempts to be sure enough of his feet (and knees) to get up. But he gets there and starts towelling off himself. There might be a little blood left on his thighs but that can wait.

He takes a long drink of water from the tap, looking himself over in the mirror. "Think I'm good." It's not meant as a dismissal but to let Eric know he's safe to leave if he needs to.

Or to stop him worrying.

Which he clearly isn't.

From:

onceaviking

Eric briefly closes his eyes and listens.

Hearts don't lie. At least heartbeats don't.

From:

runningred

And Jay heart is... steadying. If not yet as stong as it could be, on its way there quick enough. He's going to need sleep and a big meal but he'll recover.