once more with the Viking

[runningred]

{{From here.}}

Let's face it, Jay's a slut. The minute he saw Eric in the bar, he hoped this was where they'd end up. "So, same arrangement as last time?" He runs his hands over Eric's hard shoulders. "Blood for pleasure and pleasure for blood."

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[runningred]

Jay's heart is going pretty fast but he's just conscious enough to manage to reach over and rest a hand on Eric's arm. Just.

[onceaviking]

He's a cuddler.

Eric sighs and pets his hair. He'll have to stay a little while anyway. Just to make sure he'll be okay.

[runningred]

It takes Jay a while to come back to himself, managing a weak smile. "You're hating this, aren't you?" There a little of that teasing back in his tone.

[onceaviking]

"I don't seek it out, no," Eric replies. Dryly.

"But it is part of the transaction. "

[runningred]

"Says the john to his whore. Or should that be dealer to his junkie." Jay muses, neglectfully unreserved. "Go if you want to. I'm not going to keel over." Probably.

[onceaviking]

"I prefer to be sure," Eric says, getting comfortable on the bed.

He doesn't mind Jay's company. He's cynical and entertaining. And not overly clingy.

"Your heart rate is a little too quick for my liking. "

Yes, he can hear your heart beating.

[runningred]

Jay flops onto his back, staring up at the ceiling. "You did give me rather a work out." He groans, feeling appropriate sore. "D'you get what you needed?"

[onceaviking]

"No, but I never do here," Eric says, sounding fairly unconcerned. "It'll do."

Even killing isn't always enough.

[runningred]

"Greedy sod." Jay mutters indulgently. "But I'd imagine Security would frown on you making a corpse of me."

[onceaviking]

"That they would. Besides, I would then not be able to look forward to drinking from you again."

That sentence ends in a purr.

[runningred]

Jay laughs carelessly and gives Eric a somewhat feeble but playful shove. "Anyone would think you've got a taste for me."

[onceaviking]

"Oh, but I do."

He seems like he means it.

"And you - do you find yourself enjoying the part of the bargain I enjoy the most? "

Do you like it, Jay? Being bitten and drunk from.

[runningred]

"Can't say it's a kink I thought much about before but yeah, it's damn hot." He sighs happily, fingering the bruises on his hip. "Don't think I should enjoy how easily you throw me around half as much as I do."

[onceaviking]

"I am being gentle.," Eric informs him.
"I wouldn't want to break you. "

Literally.

It's the only thing that he can see works better with men. Not as fragile as women.

[runningred]

Jay chuckles darkly. "I can't tell if that's comforting or terrifying. Fooling around with you makes me wonder if I should worry about my masochistic tendencies."

[onceaviking]

"At least you know that I have compelling reasons to want you to be healthy," Eric says. "And luckily for you I am old enough to curb my urges."

[runningred]

"Good think I'm tasty then." Jay chuckles again and looks over at Eric, taking him in. "Do, is it rude to ask a vampire how old he is?"

[onceaviking]

Eric shrugs. "I don't mind. I'm around a thousand years old."

He turns his head to look at Jay.

"I was a Viking. "

[runningred]

"No shit!" On anyone else he'd reach out to play with the blond hair at this point but he gets that Eric's not real tactile when he's not buried gang deep. "I can imagine you at the prowl of one of those big old ships, off raping and pillaging."

[onceaviking]

"You can?"

It's a small smile. But it is genuine.

"I miss it sometimes. Sailing along the coastline, hearing the waves against the hull. "

[runningred]

"For sure. Look at you, you're all muscle and power. All you're missing is the flowing beard and helmet with horns."

Jay settles back against the pillows, watching Eric's face. "What was it like? I've never been much further north than England myself but I can imagine it's beautiful."

[ooc: Sorry! Jay's knowledge of dark age history is woeful and makes me cringe.]

[onceaviking]

Eric blinks. Then he sighs.

"We did not have helmets with horns on them. Who in their right mind would go into battle with such a thing on their head? And I have always preferred being clean shaven. Apart from that - "

He looks at the ceiling. "It is. Beautiful. I own a farm up there, but I haven't been in ages. The endless nights of winter where the snow lights up everything. So quiet and so cold."

For once, he doesn't seem sarcastic or even wry. He does miss it. Home. Once.



(ooc: heh, it's perfect)

[runningred]

"Who'd have thought a Kurt Douglas film could get it so wrong." He muses sarcastically and mostly to himself.

"Can you visit? I know lot must have changed in a thousand years but..." He trails off, aware from his own history that some times you can't go back, even if you want to.

[onceaviking]

Eric shrugs. "There are no laws against it," he says.

That could mean so much really.

[runningred]

Jay laughs sleepily. "I'd be worried if there was. Would kinda make you wonder who caused problems if there was a law against beautiful blond Viking vampires entering the country."