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Jay's fingers scrape against the bench in an effort to keep his hands still. "Don't," He breathes, too soft for anyone else to hear. "don't tease. Please? Just do it."

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From:

onceaviking

Eric slows and stops, his lips staying pressed close to Jay's skin, in an almost kiss.

From:

runningred

Jay doesn't speak, just breathes, hard. His heart beats softly and his head spins. The adrenalin of the fight has left him drained, even before Eric started feeding. He holds himself up on one elbow, just and he's shaking a little. He looks up slowly, his expression dark and rough.

From:

onceaviking

Eric slowly opens his eyes. They're dark. Hungry.

He retracts his fangs and wipes his mouth, leaving bloody smears behind. Looking at Jay. Listening to him.

From:

runningred

Jay holds his gaze for a long moment, looking into those icy eyes. He pants roughly, his breathing uneven. After a long moment he shifts forwards and kisses Eric hard. At least if Eric does stop him.

From:

onceaviking

Eric doesn't stop him.
He holds still at first and then he kisses Jay back for once.

He's a good kisser. And despite the blood he's ingested, his lips and his tongue are cool.
He's the first to break the kiss as well, leaning back. And out of easy reach.

From:

runningred

The kiss only leaves Jay even more breathless, staggering a little and having to catch himself on the bench to stay upright. He's really starting to feel the blood loss now, his head spinning.

From:

onceaviking

"Are we going to have a repeat performance?" Eric asks him as he reaches over to steady him.

He could offer him blood. It's a little soon after last time, but as the effects seem to be very muted here, he is not too concerned.
He might offer him blood.

From:

runningred

Jay shakes his head, staggers a little as it makes his head spin more. He rests a hand on Eric's hip for support. "I'm fine. I'm fine." He's not but he pulls himself together, raises his eyes to Eric's face. "I'm okay."

From:

onceaviking

"You're a piss poor liar, Jay," Eric says.
He reaches over Jay and picks up a small, abandoned scrap of metal laying on the bench.

Then he reaches up and jams it into his own flesh, right beneath his ear.

He might as well get some enjoyment out of it as well.
He pulls the metal scrap out again, wincing a little, and drops it to the floor.
Then he pulls Jay close, practically into his lap.

"Just a little." Warningly.

From:

runningred

Jay groans as he presses against Eric, clinging to him for support. He pushed up to press his lips to the wound. He licks at it, teasing his tongue over the cut to catch and taste Eric's blood.

As the cut closes and he feels the warmth of Eric's blood fill him, Jay kisses his way over the freshly closed skin, nibbling and kissing down Eric's neck.

From:

onceaviking

"Feeling better?"Eric asks. He sounds vaguely amused.

From:

runningred

Jay growls softly under his breath, still kissing Eric's neck. "You're a dangerous habit, Eric Northman. You make me want things I shouldn't want."

From:

onceaviking

"Hmm?" Eric hums, tipping his head back a little.
"Such as?"

Edited Date: 2014-06-28 09:22 am (UTC)

From:

runningred

"Blood, pain." Jay punctuates his words with kisses, all but pressing himself against Eric. "Domination, submission. Fear, death. You make me want to hurt for the thrill of it."

From:

onceaviking

"And that is bad?"
It sounds pretty normal to him. Over the centuries, perception tends. To get a bit skewered.

From:

runningred

"For me, yes." He growls again, scrapping his blunt human teeth against the skin of Eric's throat. "I should fantasise about you fuck me senseless and draining empty me at the height of ecstasy,"

From:

onceaviking

Judging from the way, Eric suddenly tightens his hold on Jay and grinds up against him, He likes the sound of that.

And maybe he is liking the teeth against skin too, even if it doesn't hold the same thrill when the teeth in question are blunt.

From:

runningred

"I shouldn't lay awake at night, thinking about you." He growls again, grinding back and nipping sharply at Eric's neck. "Dreaming of my life's blood trickling into your mouth as I come screaming under you, your name as my last breath,"

From:

onceaviking

And then Jay is on his back, Eric towering over him, fangs down, his skin still steeked with Jay's blood.

"Yes. Yes, you should." It's not quite a growl.
Getting a vampire all hot and bothered can be a little disconcerting.

From:

runningred

"No." Jay half growls, half purrs, tilting his head back to offer up his throat again. "I shouldn't want you to be my death. To die impaled by you everywhere. I shouldn't touch myself dreaming of that moment of last and never-ending pleasure."

From:

onceaviking

And Eric's fangs are buried in his neck again, before he is done speaking.

Because, yes, yes he should.

He is heavy on top of Jay and when he tilts his hips, it's in a very, deliberate way.

From:

runningred

Jay moans brokenly, his head hitting the bench as Eric drinks him. He moves against Eric as best he can, wishing he could coordinate enough to get their clothing out of the way. He's so fucking hard it hurts and without even being touched, he's already close to coming.