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He does.
Boxers.
With little ducks on them.

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.

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.

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

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

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.

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

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

It works.

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

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.

And Eric isn't thinking that far right now.

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

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."

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

Jay licks Eric's hand, clearing away the blood welling there before going back to kissing Eric. The kiss becomes more passionate as the blood starts to restore him.

Eric makes a pleased sound into Jay's mouth.
He likes the passion.

Jay runs his hands down Eric's hips, holding him closer. His own hard-on rubs against Eric's thigh, kissing him back with a moan.

Eric hooks one leg over Jay's hips, moving closer.

"Please?" Jay moans. "Eric, fuck me. Please?"

He makes a small, choked sound in reply.

And reaches down between them.

He might need a hand figuring the logistics out.

Jay spreads his legs and lifts his hips, offering himself up. He reaches down to cup Eric's cock, guiding him.

It's a little overwhelming. But very exciting.

Eric bites him again as he presses against him.
Into him.

Jay moans, not having time to think about why Eric might be so hesitant. He arches up into Eric's thrusts. "Yes! Fuck Eric, yes!"

He does.

Hard.
Fast.

Biting Jay again because biting feels good .

And fucking feels good to Jay so they both win. He moans, writhing under Eric.

He increases his pace, not holding back in the slightest.