For Ganymede

[onceaviking]

Eric's room is clean and neat.

There is a bottle of (very nice) red wine on the low table, and the bed is covered with sheets of smooth, Egyptian cotton.

The door to the bathroom is open. It is indeed magnificent.

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[onceaviking]

He shouldn't do this.
He shouldn't even think it.
It's wrong.
A sacrilege.

Godric would be furious.

"I'm proposing," he says - and if his heart still beat, it would be hammering away in his throat right now - "that you get on your knees and earn a high like you likely haven't experienced before, "

It is so wrong.

"And then we move to the bed."

Ancient blood in a youthful body.

"Where I make sure that your heightened senses get a full workout."

[the_cupbearer]

All those things, and many more, have been ascribed to Ganymede so many times he'd find it funny if he could count that high.

As it is, when he listens to that purr of Eric's voice and glances up to him through dark lashes, the desire to feel exactly what the vampire is describing rushes through him in a wave, making him sink to his knees with his mouth already close to his goal. "Don't tell me when you're going to come," he murmurs, lips already wet and pink from his tongue. "Not with words, anyway." He likes the challenge that way, the faint shock that always happens when he tastes it.

It should say in near-volumes how eagerly he's agreeing to suck Eric's cock.

[onceaviking]

Eric watches him with slightly parted lips.
Where a human might flush hot now, he stays ever the same. Cold and hard and smooth.

But the hunger is there. The anticipation. In his eyes, if nowhere else.

"I won't," he says, his voice pitched low, as he caresses Ganymede's face with the tips of his fingers.

[the_cupbearer]

He scrubs his teeth over his lip, wetting them as he feathers his fingers over Eric's hips and bringing his mouth to the vampire's cool skin.

[onceaviking]

Eric lets out a breath.

Yes.

Letting the sound of Ganymede's heartbeat fill his world.

[the_cupbearer]

Ganymede genuinely enjoys this, sucking gently and rubbing his tongue against Eric's cock, pulling back and licking delicately; his teeth scrape oh-so-softly against the vampire's cool skin.

"You like getting sucked like this?" he asks, swallowing him back down until he can feel his airflow stop.

[onceaviking]

"Yes," Eric says in a near whisper.

"Just like that. Your mouth is so hot."
Hot as in warm and alive.

His fingers have moved into Ganymede's hair, carding through it.

Sorry for the delay, it's been a wicked time.

[the_cupbearer]

He likes having his hair played with, even sometimes pulled hard, and hums pleasantly when Eric's hands move into that position, still sucking though he widens his knees to sink lower and look up at his partner.

no worries, my own play time has been severely limited as well

[onceaviking]

Eric is watching intently, dividing his attention between watching the way his own cock disappears and reappears, wet and glistening, and watching the blood pulsing along Ganymde's jaw and beneath his ears.

He tugs a little at his hair to enhance that second look a little, and licks his lips. The tip of his tongue comes to rest at the point of one of his fangs as he makes a small, hungry sound.

[the_cupbearer]

Ganymede moans a little as his hair is pulled and his head tilts back, letting the head of Eric's dick pop from his lips, looking up with dazed, hooded eyes. "You want to bite me?" he asks at that hungry sound.

[onceaviking]

"...yes," Eric murmurs.
"Yes. I want to. But I will wait."

And the touch to the back of Ganymede's head is insistently encouraging.

[the_cupbearer]

At that touch he slides back down, letting Eric control his motions until he nearly chokes when he can't slide air into his lungs. He keeps going, though, insistent that Eric come sooner rather than later.

[onceaviking]

Eric is silent.

And then he moans, letting his head fall back as everything grows heavy and tight.
Soon.

His fingers tips skim Ganymede's face and then his hand returns to his hair.