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Jay leads Eric up to his room. "Come inside, please?" He offers, opening the door to Eric.

He sheds his jacket and kicks off his boots. "Why don't you tell me what you want right now? No need to be embarrassed or worried."

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[onceaviking]

Eric comes inside and then just stands there, awkwardly, as Jay talks.

"I'd ehm -" he begins. "I'd like to - I'm hungry. And I'd - I like it when I can feel your skin."

[runningred]

Jay sheds his shirt, keeping his jeans on for now and sits on the edge of the bed. "Okay." He gestures Eric to join him, cupping the back of Eric's head just as he did outside. "Not too deep yet."

[onceaviking]

Eric lets his fangs drop with a loud click and leans in.

The bite is swift and harsh but the hand coming to rest on Jay's chest is almost hesitant in its gentleness.

[runningred]

Jay gasps, more pain and shock than pleasure but it mellows slowly into pleasure as Eric drinks. The touch is welcome and Jay strokes Eric's hair softly as he feeds.

[onceaviking]

He moans a little at the touch and splays his fingers on Jay's chest.

So hungry.
And -

His hand slowly moves up, his fingertips skimming a nipple.

[runningred]

That definitely changes the pitch of Jay's breathing. And the speed of his pulse, sending his blood pumping into Eric's mouth just a little faster. He lays back on the bed, drawing Eric down with him.

[onceaviking]

He swallows wryly and let himself be led, down on the bed, half on top of Jay.

His skin is slowly warming. And he is hard.

[runningred]

Jay strokes his free hand up Eric's thigh, rather enjoying being half pinned by the weight of a warming Eric. He breathes a warm sigh, his own hard on pressing against Eric's hip.

[onceaviking]

Eric growls. Surprising himself, judging from the way he starts.

[runningred]

Jay steadies him when he starts. "It's okay, Eric. It's okay to want this." He cups Eric through his jeans. "I want this too."

[onceaviking]

Eric moans, a low, drawn out sound, with fully exposed fangs, as he reaches down between them and fumbles with Jay's clothes.

A little help might be needed.

[runningred]

Jay wriggles out of his jeans with a minimum of fuss, reaching to help Eric out of his. Now, does puppy!Eric wear underwear? Jay's eager to find out.

[onceaviking]

He does.
Boxers.
With little ducks on them.

[runningred]

Jay is not laughing. It's taking every inch of self control not to be laughing. Instead he focuses on freeing Eric from the hysterically cute boxers and strokes him.

Later. Later he'll laugh himself to tears over this.

[onceaviking]

Eric likes being stroked.

(And is completely unaware of any humour in the situation).

He shows it by biting Jay again. A quick, almost violent bite.

[runningred]

Jay jerks, his hand tightening around Eric with a gasp. "Hell yes!"

[onceaviking]

He growls again and thrusts into Jay's hand as he drinks, letting the hot, hot blood fill his mouth.

[runningred]

Jay answers with a moan, stroking tightly in time with Eric's thrusts, keeping his hand as tight as he can. Eric's drinking deep and he's staring to feel it. Not so much that he has to ask Eric to stop. Yet. But soon.

[onceaviking]

He is also increasing his pace, pistoning his hips intimately fast.

[runningred]

Jay purrs Eric's name, twisting his wrist to get Eric off.

[onceaviking]

It works.

He comes, gasping, and moves his (bloody, sticky, wet) mouth from Jay's neck to his mouth.

[runningred]

Jay kisses back, messily. He nicks his tongue on Eric's fang carelessly, only adding to the kiss. He's going to need Eric's blood soon but he's too busy kissing him to ask.

[onceaviking]

And Eric isn't thinking that far right now.

He isn't really thinking at all. Just kissing.

[runningred]

Jay does his best to return the kiss in turn but humans need to breathe. And he's getting weaker. "Eric. I need... just a drop."

[onceaviking]

Eric seems disinclined to listen at first.
But then he tears into his own hand and presses the fleshy (and now bleeding) part against Jay's lips