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Jay's room looks auspiciously like he hasn't been up here for at least a week, sleeping in the RV in the garage. He looks longingly at his bed. "Shower first?" He's been washing in garage too but nothing beats his shower here.

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Jay likes Eric unintelligible. He like Eric hot and needy. He like Eric wild. He clenches again and pushes back, bearing his neck again.

It seems to be working.

Almost too well perhaps.

Jay trusts Eric's control. Possibly more that he should. He buries his face in Eric's shoulder, letting the blood run down both their chests.

They're standing - and then they're down on the wet tiles and Eric is biting Jay's shoulder, his collarbone, his upper arm ...

Fucking him.

Jay is never going to get over that suddenness of Eric's, the immediacy of change when Eric decides to move.

He groans as hits the tiles, jerking with each new bite as much as the thrusts. He must be getting low by now, judging by the number of places he's leaking from but he doesn't care, doesn't want to care. Not while Eric's fucking him hard.

He should stop.

He will.

In a bit.

Jay is past the point of caring and well into the going along for the ride stage of maybe having lost a bit of blood.

Eric makes a low, drawn out noise - and then he bites down on his own tongue before licking the wounds closed. Stilling his movements.

Kissing Jay.

Jay kisses back, sucking on Eric's tongue for the few drops of blood needed to needed to kick start the healing enough for them to keep going.

Eric picks up his pace up again.
Tangling his fingers in Jay's hair so he can pull it back sharply.
And bite him again.

Jay shouts sharply, wrapping himself around Eric as he's bitten again. "Oh fuck, yes!"

You asked for it, Jay.
Eric bites him again and again, as he fucks him into the floor.

Yeah, Jay may regret that tomorrow but for now, he enjoying the high. And the feeing of being fucked into the tiles.

Hard as a rock, he doesn't even notice that he's cumming hard.

Eric does as the hormones flood Jay's bloodstream.

He keens and presses closer.

Jay keens roughly, running his hands over Eric's back and through his hair. He can feel the strength returning to his body and flowing into Eric's mouth just as fast.

The hair touching seems to be appreciated as there is more bloody kissing.

This time, the blood is mostly Jay's own.

Jay could care, but he's too busy kissing back hungrily, riding the hunt for another high.

Eric's fang catches on the inside of Jay's lip, tearing it -
And then there's a crunch and cool blood starts oozing from Eric's tongue.

Just a little.

That'll be fine.

Probably.

It'll do. Just enough to keep Jay going a few minutes more.

He pulls back and grins, blood streaked down his chin before leaning in to bite Eric's throat with blunt, broad teeth.

He wants to get Eric off too!

Eric makes a small, choked sound.
And increases his pace.

Good thing about the vampire blood,

Jay growls and bites again, as hard as he can without breaking his teeth.

Eric can heal the damage later.

This time the sound Eric makes is high pitched and he slams so hard into Jay that he might want to take care that his head doesn't hit the floor too hard.

He keeps it up for a minute or so and then he stiffens and comes.

As he looms over Jay, eyes closed, face bloody, the sounds he makes are not even remotely human anymore.

Jay groans, seeing stars a little as his head bounces off the tiles. Lucky he's got a thick skull. And a solid pelvis.

Dazed and well used, he manages to lift one hand enough to stroke Eric's hair.

Eric shudders and then he is gone, retreating a few feet away , to rest against the wall.

Every part of his body is spattered or stained with blood.

Okay... In that case, Jay is just going to lay here for a sec and recovery.

'Cause now that the endorphin tide is ebbing...

Ouch!

Yeah, lets just chill out here and let the blood do it's thing.