once more with the Viking

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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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[onceaviking]

"Works for me," Eric says, shrugging off his jacket and toeing off his shoes.

His shirt is crisp and clean and when he starts unbuttoning it, his skin is almost as white.

[runningred]

"You really haven't fed in a while, have you?" Jay asks, wiggling out of his clothes and running his hands over Eric's marble white skin.

[onceaviking]

"No," Eric murmurs, as Jay touches his cold skin. Then his fangs drop.

In full view this time. Large and shiny.

"I have thought about you. "
They like that. And it's even true.

[runningred]

"You could have come and found me. Surely you've worked out by now; I'm not the sort to say no without a reason." He tilts his head back, exposing his neck as he wraps his arms around Eric's waist.

[onceaviking]

Eric licks his neck with a broad sweep of his tongue. And then he bites him.
Oh yes.

Holding him in place with large, strong cold hands.
One at the back of his head, the other on his hip.

[runningred]

And Jay is moaning like the whore he is, rubbing himself against Eric as much as the vampire's hold on him will allow.

[onceaviking]

After a while, Eric pulls his mouth away with a wet sound and picks Jay up, as if he weighs nothing.

"So?"he says, voice low and intimate.

[runningred]

"Fuck me." Jay moans, loving how easily Eric can move him around.

[onceaviking]

"Slut," Eric says, almost fondly.
He carries Jay over to the bed and dumps him on it, before taking off his own clothes

Naked, he leans over and begins undressing Jay, none to gently.

[runningred]

"Never said I wasn't." Jay grins, arching back to let Eric strip him. He sprawls out on the bed, offering himself utterly.

[onceaviking]

Eric licks his lips, and reaches down to tilt Jay's hips. Then he bends his head and bites him again. Hard.

Nestled against him, but holding still.

Let him work for it a bit.

[runningred]

"Oh fuck, you're a tease!" Jay groans, burying a hand in Eric's hair. The other hand he strokes down Eric's back, feeling his skin warm with the blood. He rocks againt Eric, fever hot and so hard.

[onceaviking]

Eric moves his head to the other side of Jay's neck and bites him again.

All the while reaching down to guide himself inside Jay. To make the blood.

[runningred]

"Oh fuck yes!" Jay moans deeply, arching up to meet Eric as he enters him. His heart speeds up as the feeling overtakes him.

[onceaviking]

Jay's blood flods Eric's mouth and he groans and tightens his grip to the point of bruising.

He wants to kill him. Drink him dry and fuck him into the ground. It's an effort to hold back.

[runningred]

Jay, unaware of Eric's murderous thoughts, moans and bucks under Eric. He doesn't care about the bruises, enjoying the feeling far too much.

It doesn't take long before his breath is coming short and he gets close to the edge. "Fuck yes. Eric!"

[onceaviking]

Eric increases his pace and presses his face against Jay's neck, letting the blood flow.

[runningred]

Even as his high hit him, Jay starts to feel the blood loss. He cums with a broken moan and all but passes out.

[onceaviking]

Eric suckles the wounds and then reluctantly bites his own tongue so he can lick them closed.

Once that is done, he pulls out. Still hard. And seemingly unconcerned.

[runningred]

Oh good because Jay doesn't have the energy to blow him this time. Mostly because he can barely keep his eyes open.

[onceaviking]

Eric stretches out next to him. Listening to his pulse.

[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. "