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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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[runningred]

"Ah. Very thoughtful of you." Jay answers, going back to washing without further question. He didn't see Emcee during Cubefall so has no reason to know he chose that option and given Eric is planning to return them, the lady in question was clearly consenting and enjoyable.

Either way, Jay's glad to hear Eric's found more people he's comfortable to feed from.

[onceaviking]

"What can I say? I'm a gentleman," Eric replies and continues washing. His chest, his abdomen, his cock.

"And I prefer not to have blood spattered articles of clothing strewn about the place. "

[runningred]

Jay watches, because why won't he? Just as Eric is welcome to watch Jay wash. Not that he's half as impressive to look at.

He chuckles at that. "Well I'm sure the frugal young lady will be very grateful for your discretion."

[onceaviking]

He runs his fingers through his wet hair.
"Plenty of people would be more than eager to get something to nail me on. I tend to be cautious. "

He doesn't mind being looked at.

[runningred]

"I know. After last time, I'm not keen to give them any quarter either." There are things he doesn't discuses around certain people these days.

Jay leans against the wall to watch, not really doing much else but enjoying.

[onceaviking]

"I can imagine. With the friends you have," Eric says, bowing his head to fully enjoy the water hitting his back and neck.

And then he changes the subject.
"Pam thinks we ought to make a calendar. To sell at Fangtasia. "

[runningred]

Jay doesn't comment. Things with Rae are better but he's still careful about what he says around her.

He laughs at that. "Do it! You'll make a fortune. Hell, I'd buy one."

[onceaviking]

"We're thinking that I should be Mr January," Eric elaborates "Make it exclusive to the booth at the bar. And then sell off the overstock online come June or something."

He likes to talk business in the shower.

[runningred]

"I would have thought more than just January. Between you and Pam..." Jay pushes his hair back and stretches his neck. "Do you sell much merch in the bar? I didn't really look much last time I was there."

[onceaviking]

"T-shirts, key chains, coasters. Frilly underwear." Eric shrugs.
"It's not huge, but there is definitely potential there. And you have to stop doing that, Jay."

Sounding almost a little irritable.

[runningred]

"I'm not doing it to get your attention." Jay grumbles back, massaging the back of his neck. "You got me a good one across the back of the head while we were sparring and despite your blood, I'm a bit stiff. Need to go back to that hotel of yours and get another massage. I'm getting old." He's barely 21.

[onceaviking]

And then Eric is standing next to him - very close - his cool fingers digging into the offending muscles.

"Yes, you are," he says. "You may not mean to, but yes you are."

[runningred]

Jay groans and lets Eric work, bracing his arms against the wall. "Hey, I don't go around blaming you for being gorgeous all the time. It's not my fault I look tasty."

[onceaviking]

"Remember to be careful around other vampires," Eric admonishes as he keeps massaging Jay's neck.
"I can curb my urges. Others may not bother. "

[runningred]

Jay blinks an acknowledgement, enjoying the massage too much to move. "I'd say I'll wear a scarf next time I'm in your bar but the heat would kill me sure as your customers." But he will wear a shirt with the collar up, just to be careful.

[onceaviking]

"Scrapes, cuts. Arching your neck invitingly. It can all land you with the wrong kind of attention."

His fingers still.
"Or the right kind. Until it becomes the wrong kind."

[runningred]

Jay chuckles and rests a hand on Eric's hip. "I'll be careful. I promise. I'm not accurately suicidal enough to play up to a vampire who's control I don't trust."

[onceaviking]

"You shouldn't trust me too much either, Jay," Eric replies, letting his eyes linger on Jay's neck.

[runningred]

Jay signs and stretches out languidly, showing off his neck, somewhat more deliberately. "Shouldn't I? We both seem to enjoy my masochistic tendencies." But Eric's thoughtfulness is appreciated.

[onceaviking]

Eric hums something that may be agreement. Running his cool fingers down Jay's neck this time. Feeling his pulse.

[runningred]

His pulse is steady and strong. Eric's blood is a wonderful thing. He doesn't move his hand from Eric's hip, just kinda leans into the touch, a little like a petted cat.

[onceaviking]

Eric dips his head and breathes deeply.

He can smell it. Through Jay's skin, beneath the scent of his body.

The blood.

[runningred]

Naked in the shower, its kinda hard to hide how turned in he is. Not that he's even trying.

[onceaviking]

Eric takes another deep breath and this time it comes out as something between a purr and a growl.

He doesn't really sound safe.

[runningred]

And yet Jay's moaning, like the slut he is. Eric's growl has a terrible effect on his libido, like fanning a fire. The fact he knows Eric could kill him at any moment only makes it worse. Or is that better?