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Jay opens the door the key matches. It's not a dungeon (to Jay's relief) but it has a big sturdy bed with obvious mounting points, low rafters (with more mounting points} and a chest full of interesting toys. And straps and chains and stuff.

And an easy clean floor. And a nice bathroom.

Right then.

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[onceaviking]

Eric bumps his shoulder into Jay's back.
It probably means 'in dud time'.
Or perhaps 'shut up '.

[runningred]

Jay grunts as the bump yanks him against the restraints, pulling at the straining muscles of his shoulder and back.

[onceaviking]

Eric growls again - and then there's the sound of buttons being popped open.

[runningred]

Jay clenches and strains, trying to pull himself back to a balanced position.

[onceaviking]

Eric pushes him again and then the tip of his cock brushes against Jay's left buttock.
Lightly.

[runningred]

Blood drips down Jay's chest as he falls forward. He moans harshly, trying to get some, any sort of leverage that will let him press back against Eric.

[onceaviking]

Eric brushes against him again and pulls at his hair again .

[runningred]

Jay moans obscenities and arches his neck, feeling the hot blood drip down his chest and stomach. He must look like food porn to Eric.

[onceaviking]

He does.

Eric is liking it.

He presses fully against him to be able to be able to reach one of the sticky trails of blood.
And lick it.

[runningred]

Putting both their weights on the restraints holding Jay and his straining muscles. Which really shouldn't turn him on as much as it does.

[onceaviking]

"So -you were saying? " Eric murmurs in his ear, his lips sticky and no longer quire as cold.

[runningred]

"I'm pretty sure..." He pants, "I was begging you to fuck me!"

[onceaviking]

Silk is moved aside.

Eric lines himself up.

Slowly.

Watching the blood that is still running down Jay's neck.

[runningred]

Jay moans, flexing and bending, using what little leverage he as to try to get Eric into him. The movement cause the blood to drip down his back too, highlighting the musculature of his shoulders.

[onceaviking]

It's a very pretty display.

And appetizing.

Eric grabs hold of Jay's hips and slowly presses into him, growling softly. And then he dips his head to lick at the blood on his back.

[runningred]

The growl goes straight to Jay's hind-brain, making him jerk and moan. And clench tight around Eric as he enters Jay. "Fuck!"

[onceaviking]

Eric's snarl grows darker and more hungry.

And then he begins to move.

[runningred]

Jay can feel himself getting cold, blood-loss weak but he really doesn't care. Hanging off the restraints, he moans, just letting it happen and enjoying every moment.

[onceaviking]

Eric starts moving faster,biting down quickly on his own hand, to smear Jay's lips with cool, vampire blood.

And then he bites him again.

[runningred]

Jay moans roughly, savouring the feeling of being fucked and fed on for a long moment before he licks his lips and lets the blood high drag at his senses.

[onceaviking]

And with Jay's heartbeat picking up again, Eric feels free to tear into him.

Literally.

[runningred]

Jay screams, in just the right ways. The line between pleasure and pain in the moments between Eric ripping at his flesh and Eric's blood knitting the wounds.

[onceaviking]

Eric snarls and keeps up the speed and the force.

[runningred]

Jay groans and rides with it, with the pleasure and the pain. His neck heals swiftly, presenting Eric with fresh skin to ravish and tear.

[onceaviking]

And Eric bites him, again, and again, again, all the while ramming into him.

He still has a hand against his chest.
He may be making sure that no shoulders get torn out of their sockets.

Maybe.

For practical reasons.