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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]

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.

[runningred]

Practical reasons. Sure...

Jay's got nothing but holding on now. Even his own orgasm becomes part of the storm of sensation.

[onceaviking]

Eric manages, despite the apparent ferocity, to savour the flavours of exploding hormones mixed with the underlying note of electronic charged death.

And then he slows.
And stops.

[runningred]

Jay pants and hangs off the restraint. His wounds aren't healing so much any more and the blood flows sluggishly.

[onceaviking]

Eric slides his fingers into Jay's wet hair and pulls his head back.

Then he bites down on his own tongue. And kisses him.

[runningred]

Jay kisses back with a groan, shaking hotly.

It takes him a couple of false starts to speak. "D'you-" He licks his lips. "Do you mind letting me down now?"

[onceaviking]

Eric doesn't answer.

He gets off the bed and walks around it.

Then he sits down in front of Jay and from there he reaches over and takes the chains going from the rings at the side of Jay's hips between his fingers., first one, then the other. And breaks them.

Then he reaches up and pulls the chains holding Jay's wrists apart with his fingers.

[runningred]

Jay manages a broken laugh at the display of power as he falls onto the bed. "Well, if you're trying to make me hard again..."

[onceaviking]

"You'd need more blood for that, I should think," Eric replies as he stretches out on the bed, blood-spattered and pale.

[runningred]

Jay manages with some effort to flop onto his back. Out of Eric's way. "Unless you plan to rip into me again, I think I'm good."

[onceaviking]

Eric rumbles in reply.

"You smell nice," he says.
For certain values of nice.

[runningred]

"Like blood and sex and sweat?" Jay laughs, happily sprawled out. "I'd ask how you could still be hungry but that's a dumb question with you. I'm still alive."

[onceaviking]

"You are," Eric agrees.
"I've come close to feeling sated a couple of times lately, but it's never quite there."

On account of him knowing people who (also) make bad decisions.