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They made it through the door unseen and Eric handed Jay a slip of paper before practically pushing him out of the staff entrance door.

There was half an hour till opening time but a line had already formed outside the windowless, black painted building. Goths and punks and quite a few locals as well. The latter were especially rowdy, gathering their courage and riling each other up.

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runningred

Jay starts to say something about not needing gentle but it gets lost in a deep moan as she surrounds him. He looks up at her with a wild smile, running his hands up her latex clad waist and bears his neck, offering himself up.

From:

onceaviking

And she strikes.

Her bite stings and burns and then she starts drinking, grinding against him, leisurely.

Her lips are softer than Eric's but she is either less careful or less skilled, for the burn doesn't subside as quickly as when Eric bites him.

From:

runningred

Jay swears again, his eyes rolling a little in his head with the pleasure of her body and the pain of her bite. He slides his hands up, cupping the curves of her breasts through the dress as he rolls his hips to match her rhythm.

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onceaviking

She sits back, moaning a little as the angle changes and he goes deeper.

She's just as cool deep inside.

Her lips are dark, smeared with his blood and her fangs shine against them.

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runningred

Jay looks up at her, eyes shining with desire. He reaches up to brush his thumb over her blood stained lip, loving her wild beautiful. He offers his wrist as he pushes her hair back, moving his hips a little faster.

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onceaviking

She takes the offered wrist and bites down, increasing her own pace. Snarling.

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runningred

Jay can't help but moan, feeling her tighten around him as she bites down on his wrist. With his free hand, he strokes her nipples through her dress, curling circles around the hard peaks.

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onceaviking

She drinks deeply and then tightens around him as she comes.
But she keeps moving.

She doesn't get sore. And she can keep going for ever.

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runningred

Jay. on the other hand, can't. He cries out as she clenches around him, feeling her milk his own orgasm out of him. He cups her hip, trying to gently guide her to slow down a moment.

With Eric's blood in him and more powerful than before, he finds he doesn't soften but a moment to catch his breath wouldn't hurt.

Edited Date: 2014-04-12 06:03 am (UTC)

From:

onceaviking

Maybe this is how she kills people if she is nice about it.
Cause she doesn't slow noticeably down.

Why would she?

Grabbing tighter hold of his wrist. Biting him again.

"He's let you drink from him,"she whispers.

From:

runningred

"Just a drop." Jay groans, trying to catch her rhythm again. Safer that way. "Enough to keep me upright." His voice breaks with a faltering moan.

From:

onceaviking

"I think your break is over," Eric says from the doorway. And she stops moving.

"I am not done, "she says, not looking back at Eric.

" I know, "he says." But he is. "

She looks at him over her shoulder and then dismounts, letting Jay slip from her.

She pulls her skirt down and walks out of the room without a second glance at Jay.

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runningred

There's no point looking back at Jay because he's just going to lay there for a moment and remember how to breath. He still has open bites on his wrist and shoulder and the start of some unfortunate friction burns elsewhere. He looks at Eric from his position sprawled out on the desk. There are a couple of smart-ass comments trying to line up on his tongue but he can't quite manage more than. "Wow."

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onceaviking

"She gets that a lot," Eric says. Then he adds, "Pam, get back in here and clean up." Not raising his voice.

And she is back, bent over Jay and licking his wounds. Closing them.

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runningred

Jay manages a thank you but mostly because he was brought up to be polite. Moving much he hasn't managed.

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onceaviking

And then she is back at Eric. "Anything else?" The sarcasm practically drips from her words.

He tilts her face up with a finger beneath her chin.
"You missed a spot, "he says and brushes his lips across the corner of her mouth.

They stay like that briefly and then she is gone and Eric is towering over Jay.

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runningred

"I totally get what you see in her." Jay grins, a little goofy perhaps from his upside view of the world. "She's as scary gorgeous as you are."

Edited Date: 2014-04-12 07:34 am (UTC)

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onceaviking

"Scary gorgeous?" Eric repeats with a lifted eyebrow.
Then he says, "Can you stand?"

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runningred

"Stunning and powerfully beautiful." Jay corrected, referring to Eric more than Pam. Interesting as that was, he prefers Eric far more.

"Um... let's test that theory." He pulls himself up somewhat unsteadily, groaning quietly. "Yeah, yup. Huston, we have feet." He's up if sore in ways he's not so fond of. "I'm good."

From:

onceaviking

"Did she rub you raw?" Eric asks with a badly hidden grin.

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runningred

"Not raw precisely." Jay growls playfully, aware he's being teased. "Just a little tender. Think I could have gone another round before I started screaming."

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onceaviking

"You might have been able to," Eric agrees. "But it is for the best that you didn't. She never says no to a challenge."

He looks into Jay's eyes. "You should be okay."

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runningred

"I can see why some people would enjoy dying that way but I'm not sure it works for me."

He smiles and holds Eric's eyes in return. "I'll be fine but I think it might be time for me to head back to Milliways." He needs a shower and a really good sleep. "Thanks for inviting me. It's been... interesting."