OOM: And now in black leather.

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Jay leads Eric to his room. It's only been a couple of days for him since he last had Eric up here. Or should that be since Eric last had him. The room may still have the scent of them. "So now that you've caught up to the modern age, do you have the best shower money can buy?" He strips carelessly and flops back onto the bed, eager to watch Eric get out of those pants.

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Jay moans softly into the kiss, tasting blood. He lives kissing Eric, not just for the high bit for the feeling of that marble lips every so slightly warmer than normal against his. "Thanks." He lets himself fall back to the bed, letting the feeling warm him like a fifth of good scotch, leaving him feeling stronger and more aware than he did before Eric feed off him.

"Nice." He sighs, smiling slowly. "Give me a few minutes to get cleaned up and dressed?"

{ooc: shall we move this to a new thread for Jay's adventures in Eric's bar?}

[onceaviking]

(OOC: let me just move that bit that was supposed to go in another window. Argh.
Edit: No. Wait. It wasn't the wrong bit. Clearly, I need more coffee)

[runningred]

{ooc: sends you internet coffee. Sorry I can't be much help. Playing from my phone on public transport.}

[onceaviking]

{ooc: should you need visuals trueblood.wikia.com/wiki/Fangtasia }

[runningred]

{ooc: thank you. Home now so I should be a lot faster on the tags.}

[onceaviking]

Eric gets dressed and waits for Jay to get ready. And then they slip through the door