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Jay leads Eric outside into the dark of the garden. He still smells of clean sweat and healthy human male. He shreds his jacket and nods towards a bench. "From the wrist okay with you? I know you prefer the throat but I can understand if that's too intimate for you."

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He does.
Huge and bloodstained Eric snuggles into the hug as if that will somehow make everything better.

It really is like hugging a lion. A good scared lion who just needs to know he's not alone. Jay holds him close, stroking Eric's back. He's happy to hold Eric for as long as he need, just soothing him.

A good scared still somewhat hungry lion.

Eric muzzled Jays neck.

Jay lets out a soft, warm sigh at the nuzzling. "If you're going to do that, I need a drop or two of your blood. Just enough to top up. If you feed on me without it, I won't recover. And I know you don't want to hurt me."

None of which covers the fact it's turning Jay on.

There's a blur of motion and then Eric is pressing one hand against Jay's mouth, a tear in his flesh seeping blood as it slowly closes.

Jay jerks as Eric blurs but he gets the idea, sucking fast on the small cut, trying to get as much as possible before the wound closes. He has a feeling he's going to need it.

He cups the back of Eric's head and pulls him closer, arching his neck as the blood starts to refill his system.

Eric gasps and then hr bites down. Hard and without finesse.

Jay grunts, shocked by the pain of it. But the blood shifts the sensation. He cups the back of Eric's head and strokes his hair.

He drinks, eyes closed, body pressed close to Jay's.

There's no teasing, no deliberate winding him up.

Jay holds him, just stroking Eric's back as he feeds. The blood means he can let Eric feed longer and deeper. He's definitely hard but he's not going to make any kind of move unless Eric shows he want to.

Eric is making small, eager noises, as he drinks, tightening his own hold on Jay, as he slides a hand into his hair.

Jay moans warmly, senses heightened and humming. He tries very hard not to rub against Eric and mostly successes.

Eric doesn't seem to notice. Not at first at least.

He is far too focused on the hot blood in his mouth.

Jay does his best to control his reaction. After all, his lust is his own problem, not Eric's. Not this Eric's anyway.

But the blood loss is starting to become an issue. "Eric, I'm going to need some more. Or we're going to have to stop soon."

Eric makes a small, disappointed sound.
He doesn't want to stop.

"I know. It's never enough." Jay soothes, stroking Eric's hair. "But I need you to stop now."

He doesn't want to stop.

But he does, or at least he stops actively suckling at the wounds. His lips stay close to Jay's skin.

"Can you close the wound please?" Jay ask softly, aware of the slowly oozing blood.

Eric hesitates.
And then he bites down on his own hand again and smears the bite wounds with blood.

The wound closes and Jay sighs. He takes Eric's hand and licks a smear of leftover blood off. It's not much but it will get him back into the bar. He might have cut that a little finer than he should have.

Eric looks at him - and then he pushes his own index finger into the rapidly closing wound on his hand, reopening it.

He offers his hand to Jay.
"Here".

"Thank you." He licks the blood off, curling his tongue momentarily around Eric's finger before letting go. Okay, so he can't help but teasing just a little.

Eric doesn't seem to pick up on the teasing.
But his eyes drift shut anyway, as soon as Jay licks blood off his skin.

Jay lets the blood warm and replenish him. He sighs and leans back, one hand still stroking Eric's hair.

It's nice.

Eric rests his forehead against Jay's shoulder.