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{from here}

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]

The hand in his hair makes him increase his pace.
And kiss Jay with bloodstained lips.

And this Tim, part of the blood is Eric's.

[runningred]

Jay kisses back, moaning in passion as he feels Eric's blood acting on him almost instantly.

He doesn't mean to but the word slips out, half getting who it is Eric is fucking right now. "Beautiful."

[onceaviking]

Eric makes a small, strangled sound and kisses him again, hard enough to bust his lower lip.

[runningred]

Jay could care, but he doesn't, not even remotely. He kisses back just as firmly, or as much as his soft human lips can take as his blood oozes into the kiss.

[onceaviking]

Eric moans into the blood-wet kiss.

[runningred]

Jay licks blood from Eric's lips, clenching tighter around him and pushing back as he grows stronger again.

[onceaviking]

And Eric increases his pace again, now entering vampire speed territory, his body blurring in the mirror.

[runningred]

If he wasn't high in Eric's blood, there's a high chance this would kill Jay. Or at least fuck him up dramatically. But as Eric's blood is healing him as fast as Eric is breaking him, he can take it.

And what a rush!

He clings to Eric's hip, to the back of his head, fingers carding his hair. "Yes! Beautiful Eric, yes." His voice comes out breathless and high and young.

[onceaviking]

Eric presses his face against Jay's blood wet neck, squeezing his eyes shut.

Coming.

[runningred]

The wonderful violence of feeling Eric let go pushed Jay over too and he groans breathless, hand falling to the sink to save himself from collapsing.

[onceaviking]

Eric's stays glued to him, on hand still caressing his face.

Slowly.

[runningred]

Jay's in no hurry to move, just leaning into Eric's touch and stroking his hair gently.

[onceaviking]

After a little while, Eric whispers, "You have to stop."

His eyes are still closed.

[runningred]

Jay gives Eric's blonde hair one last gently stroke before letting his hand slip down to Eric's shoulder and away.

[onceaviking]

Eric slides both arms around him in - an embrace?
And then he is at the other end of the room, turning the shower on again, his back to Jay.

[runningred]

Jay enjoys the embrace for the moment it exists and then leans on the sink to catch his breath as Eric vanishes under the spray of the shower.

Looks like they both got their fantasies tonight but the game is over and feelings are now off limits.

And Jay is fine with that. He cleans up as best he can and waits for the shower to be free rather than invade Eric's space.

[onceaviking]

Eric is quickly done for once and drip off as he walks past Jay and back to the bed and his discarded clothes.

[runningred]

Jay takes his time, needing to make sure all the blood is off (and out of him) before he dresses.

As for dressing- hmm... not putting the blood stained silk thing back on. Some rummaging around the bathroom turns up a Hugh Hefner-esque robe. It would get him back to his room anyway.

[onceaviking]

Eric looks up from straightening the hem of his top when Jay re-emerges.

"Seriously?"

[runningred]

"It's this or I wear what's left of the silk as a loincloth."

[onceaviking]

"Well, in that case ...."

Eric runs a hand through his hair and says, "I'll be off then," without looking at Jay.

[runningred]

"Thanks for a fun evening." Jay shrugs, gathering up the scattered bits of the slave boy outfit. "I'll see you round." This is a feelings free zone and Jay's good with that.

[onceaviking]

Eric heads off, without looking back.

[runningred]

{ooc: thanks, that was... very them!}

[onceaviking]

{ooc: so them }