Night games with Eric

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Jay brings the bike up in the lift, closing his helmet. Eric has the advantage in many ways but Jay has toys, lots of toys. Starting with the bike. It is very, very fast.

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The growl makes him whimper and keen, pushing back into each shallow thrusts. He digs his fingernails into the tree, leaving little grooves in the bark.

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Again, Eric runs his cool lips along Jay's skin. And then he bites down.
Hard.
Very hard.

His lips are trembling as he moves his hand from the back of Jay's neck to his hip. Digging his fingers in.

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Jay's in full masochist mode right now and the dual pains of Eric's fingers and fangs mingles perfectly with the pleasure of his thrusts. He leaks onto the grass, getting closer and closer to the brink. He moans and cries into Eric's hand, nipping and sucking on his fingers.

[onceaviking]

Eric deepens his thrusts. And suckles Jay's neck, working the puncture wounds with his tongue.

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it doesn't take long before Jay'ss keening desperately, coming into the grass with a broken groan but he clings to the tree, hoping Eric will keep fucking him hard and long.

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And Eric does, caught up in the blood and the heat enveloping him, the sound of skin hitting skin.

He could go on forever like this. Now that he was robbed of both blood and pussy last night.

[runningred]

Jay can go on for a fair while with the pounding. That, he's got no problem with but blood loss might become an issue after a bit...

[onceaviking]

He wants to keep going.

But he stops, finally, and bites his own tongue, licking the wounds.

And then he removes his hand from Jay's mouth and licks his lips, leaving them reddened with blood.

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Jay whimpers, weak with blood-loss but his eyes are clear. He doesn't move just yet, letting Eric decide if he's going to feed Jay any of this blood or let him recover.

[onceaviking]

The wounds on his tongue are closed, but it would be a shame to waste what of his blood is already there. And so he leans in, offering his mouth - and the blood there - for the taking.

Because he might have been a little rough.

[runningred]

Jay turns his head and kisses him slowly, licking the blood of Eric's lips. He doesn't lick him completely clean. Part of him wants to keep a degree of soreness earned from the game and his forfeit. But walking back to the bar on his own would be good. He'd have to come back for the bike.

[onceaviking]

Eric holds still. Letting him.
He even kisses back, just a little. Parting his lips.

Despite the amount of blood he's had, his lips are still cool.

[runningred]

Jay chuckles a little roughly and leans back on the tree. "Fuck, you're dangerous." He breathes, a little stoned as the blood high kicks in. "I never know what to expect."

[onceaviking]

"You were better at this than I expected," Eric murmurs.
"I had to work for it."

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Jay takes the complement with a little bow. "Wait till we're playing this game in a city. Then I'll really make you hunt for me." He grin cockily as he reaches for his clothes.

[onceaviking]

"I've adapted to city life," Eric replies, running his hands through his hair before zipping his jeans.
"I might surprise you."

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"Yeah but people make such a wonderful distraction." Jay grins, dropping his visor so he can see again. "But I can already see I need to make some improvements to my tactics. And my gear."

[onceaviking]

"And you even have an advantage," Eric says, as he begins to walk back toward the house at a normal pace.
"Had you been of my world, I would ways know whee you were. What you were feeling."

His voice turns low and suggestive.

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Jay grins, walking a little gingerly but not unhappily. "If I was from your world, I'd be dreaming about you more constantly than I already do." He shrugs. "Or you would have gotten bored and eaten me by now."

[onceaviking]

"Or glamour end you and made you forget."
That's more likely. It's easier than having to deal with corpses.

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"I've always wanted to try that." He considers. "With the telepathic training I've had, I'd be interested to know if you could."

[onceaviking]

"I could." He sounds very certain.
"But it's not a completely safe procedure so I wouldn't recommend it."

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"You probably could." Jay concedes. "Against all self preservation, I trust you. But Pam, or another vamp; I'm not so sure. As part of my training, there's a telepathic booby trap in my skull, put there by the most powerful telepath I've ever known. I've never tested it but I'm told anyone who tries to force past my shields will cope the motherload of feedback."

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"I wonder if it even is telepathy," Eric muses, stuffing his hands in his pockets.
"I've always thought of it as word and will. "

[runningred]

"The subjugation of someone's will through hypnotism? I reckon it's the same pathways in the brain."