For Emcee

[onceaviking]

Eric unlocks his door and lets Emcee through, before locking it again.

Then he sets about shedding the rest of his clothes - that is to say his jeans - and his boots.
They don't really look salvageable either.

The grime is everywhere.

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[i_am_your_host]

"Then forget about how things used to be and enjoy yourself now. Just take Pam where she wants to go and she'll be happy, and when she's happy, you'll be happy. That's how it works, darling."

A beat.

"Or you can take me to Fangtasia and I'll cause all sorts of trouble for you."

[onceaviking]

Ignoring the first part, Eric smiles a little.
"I just might be convinced some night, you know. If you play your cards right."

[i_am_your_host]

"But I why can't I just go?" he whines and pouts.

He tries to keep a straight face.

"I suppose throwing a tantrum won't help my case, will it?"

[onceaviking]

"Tantrums never did anybody Ny good as far as I am concerned," Eric informs him.

Tears might, but he is not about to tell him that.

[i_am_your_host]

"Oh, well. I'll have to find other ways to convince you to take me."

Slight emphasis on take me.

[onceaviking]

"You are resourceful. I am sure you will come up with something."
Smirking.

[i_am_your_host]

"I'm flattered that you think so, darling," he murmurs with a slow, feline blink and a smirk in reply.

[onceaviking]

"I like to consider myself an insoiration," Eric replies.
Modestly.

[i_am_your_host]

"Oh, I can say without a shadow of a doubt, you do stimulate the imagination. ...Among other things."

[onceaviking]

Eric has perfected the art of sprawling.
He can so even while standing up.

"If I take you along, you will have to be cautious. Sometimes the young ones feel the need to show off."

[i_am_your_host]

There is nothing about Eric's body that Emcee can't stare at and admire. In any position.

"How do you mean? Would they try to-- what did you call it-- glamour me?"

[onceaviking]

"Some might" Eric replies.
"Or get forceful. Of course, I'd have to set them right about that. If you are my guest, you are hands off, unless I say otherwise."

[i_am_your_host]

Emcee has no idea why, but the idea of Eric asserting his rule is pretty hot.

he's mine

"Well, then I'd much rather have it be known that I was your guest, if that's all right with you. As I mentioned before, I would be rather wary of attracting other vampires, so I'm not going to go traipsing off with just anyone without you knowing."

[onceaviking]

"I would know," Eric replies, breezily.
"Even when the club is full, I know where the humans are. And whom they are. Remember, I can hear your heartbeat."

[i_am_your_host]

He blinks at him, and is quiet and still for a moment, as he hears and feels his own heartbeat in question quicken a fraction.

"Especially, I suppose, since you already know me and what it sounds like."

[onceaviking]

A small nod.
" Yes. I know your signature. Intimately."

As in very well.

[i_am_your_host]

He licks his lips. The way Eric says the word intimately sends a shiver down his back and makes his toes curl.

"What does it sound like to you?"

[onceaviking]

"A human pulse? It's like a hypnotic drumbeat. It's -"
He licks his lips, half-closing his eyes.
"Visceral. Alluring."


Then he looks back up at Emcee.
"Or were you asking about your own?"

[i_am_your_host]

His eyelashes flutter, his eyes wide.

"Well-- what does mine sound like?"

[onceaviking]

"Hmm," Eric purrs, closing his eyes.

"It sounds like - a tiny,little rabbit,eager and terrified. Pressed against the ground. Like sex. And fear. "

Then he opens his eyes again.
"It sounds like a heartbeat, Emcee."

[i_am_your_host]

The description startles him, as it's rather accurate, but Eric's subsequent dry tone earns a sheepish chuckle.

"Well, yes. I suppose it does. But I actually-- have felt like a-- trapped rabbit. When you hold me down. And when you lean in close to smell my blood beneath my skin. Just before you bite me."

[onceaviking]

Eric smiles.
It's a small smile. You kind of have to know it is there to see it.

"Do you now?"

A slightly raised eyebrow.

"And do you like being a little rabbit?"

[i_am_your_host]

He blushes hotly and swallows. He finds himself shrinking against the chair, while wanting to throw himself at Eric at the same time.

"With you, how can I not?"

[onceaviking]

Eric's lips part.
Just a little.

Then he says, "I shouldn't feed on you again tonight."
He might mostly be telling himself.

[i_am_your_host]

Emcee's eyes dart to Eric's lips. And he has a quick flashback to what had just happened in the shower.

"All right," he says quietly.

Not disappointed.

"And I should probably get something to eat."

Because they're being practical.