showering with a vampire

[runningred]

{{From back room here}}

{{Rethreaded to Milli-continuity here}}

Jay grabs a couple of fresh towels and follows Eric into the shower, smiling to hear his happiness. "Had a feeling you'd like that." He steps into the shower with him. There's room enough for them to shower side by side if they want to but Jay's hoping Eric won't keep his hands to himself.

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[runningred]

Jay sighs softly, running a hand up the back of Eric's neck as he licks the wounds closed.

"Hey?" When Eric's done, Jay tries to bring him up into a kiss, chasing the taste of Eric's blood. He could use a pick me up.

[onceaviking]

"Ah," Eric says, putting a finger to Jay's lips. "Just a little then. In too large doses, it has side effects. That I do not care for."

But a little won't hurt. Not him at least. A blood bond takes both larger amounts of blood and time to come into effect.

The intoxicating, trippy feeling might only take a drop in two. Depending on the recipient.

So he removes his finger and replaces it with his lips.



[OOC : totally up to you, if you want Jay to react or not. Milliways is magic after all]

[runningred]

Then just a drop or two. Jay moans and licks Eric's lips, kissing him slowly and passionately. He lets his head fall back as he pulls away, smiling slightly hazily. "Well... that's an interesting feeling..." He blinks, feeling a little high. "Thanks."

[onceaviking]

Eric smiles. "Like it?"

You never know what they end up feeling. Just invigorated or invincible. Lost in colours and sounds, or hyperalert. Or merely tipsy.

Just like he never knows what will happen if he drains a fairy.

[runningred]

"Feels like I've downed a fifth of really, really good scotch.' He strokes Eric's shoulder with a mellow grin. "It's nice."

[onceaviking]

"That's good," Eric says, sounding vaguely amused.

He doesn't move away from the touch though. He even seems to lean into it a little.

[runningred]

Jay hums softly, taking that as an invite to keep touching. "You should come to bed with me. I could give you a proper massage. Get all the knots out of that perfect body of yours."

[onceaviking]

"You want to do that?" Eric asks, still sounding amused.
But he is not saying no. And he does move toward the door.

[runningred]

"An excuse to keep touching you? Always. Besides, even with the shower and the blood, you're still tight."

[onceaviking]

Eric grunts noncommittally and grabs a towel, drying off as he walks over to the bed.

He lies down on it, stretching.

[runningred]

Okay, so there might be a slight element of tactile fascination along with the mellow V high. Specifically with the texture of Eric's skin. Jay dries himself off and follows, finding a bottle of unscented oil and sets to work on Eric, starting from his shoulders and working down Eric's arms and legs. He's very good at this and despite the returned hard-on from the blood, he keeps his touch platonicly polite.

[onceaviking]

His skin is smooth and slightly cool to the touch, despite the blood and the warm water. His whole body is firm and immovable. No breathing. No small movements.
No rumbling stomach.

He's quiet and his eyes are closed. His lips are slightly parted and still stained with blood.

[runningred]

Jay smiles to himself, unsure if Eric's asleep or simply silent.He finishes Eric's feet and slides up next to him. "Would you like me to do your front as well?" He keeps his voice soft, just in case Eric is asleep.

[onceaviking]

Eric turns over, smoothly.

He seems to enjoy the massage. Judging from his erection at least.

[runningred]

Hmm, now there's a pretty sight. Jay slicks his hands again, letting the oil drip softly onto Eric's pecs before starting to massage his arms and chest.

Of course at this point it becomes necessary to straddle Eric's thighs to get just the right angle, his own blood-hot erection pressing against Eric's as Jay works down his chest.

[onceaviking]

"Does that count as subtlety where you are from?" Eric asks, drily.
He makes no attempt to move away or get Jay to move off of him though.

[runningred]

"You have met me, right? Subtle isn't my way." He bends to kiss the hard plane of Eric's stomach. "Tell me to stop if you want me to."

[onceaviking]

"Mmm," Eric murmurs. "I will."

And then one of his hands settles lightly, briefly at the nape of Jay's neck in an almost caress.

[runningred]

Jay bends his head into the touch, a willing and glad lover as he kisses his way up the cleft of his chest, leaning across to flick a nipple lightly with the tip of his tongue. He keeps massaging, working across Eric's shoulders and strong arms.

[onceaviking]

Eric wiggles a little and makes a small, pleased sound.
He seems to be relaxing. Even enjoying himself.

His large hand moves from the nape of Jay's neck down his back, coming to rest at the small of his back.

[runningred]

Jay takes that as a good sign and continues the attention to Eric's nipples - licking and sucking and teasing. He rocks gently against Eric, his hips moving in slow waves as his hands work down to Eric's palms, massaging circles over the pressure point at the base of his thumbs. Even hard as a steel bar, Jay can still multitasking.

[onceaviking]

At some point, Eric stills one of Jay's hands by tangling his own fingers with Jay's.

It is pretty obvious that they are not going to address this in any way from the way Eric studiously looks away.

[runningred]

Jay's okay with that. If Eric needs to be in the past, or with someone else, that's okay with Jay. He's be lying if he said he hadn't done the same thing from time to time. He lifts his free hand to Eric's cheek, not guiding him to look up, just holding him, brushing back his hair as Jay trails kisses up to Eric's throat. Jay kisses his neck slowly, softly and with care, not wanting to snap Eric of whatever trance it is he's in.

[onceaviking]

Eric gasps, a little shakily, at the kiss to his neck. He pulls Jay closer, his hands surprisingly gentle.

[runningred]

Gambling that this is what Eric wants, Jay opens his mouth against the skin of Eric's neck and bites gently, faintly wishing he had more pronounced canines.