For Fem!cee

[onceaviking]

Eric opens the door to his room and switches the light on.

His room is clean and neat and cool. A filled decanter and a glass on the small table, the bed turned down.
He steps aside to let Emcee in.

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[i_am_your_host]

His arms, oh his arms, they would crush the life out of her but she knows they won't, and she lives on that very edge of possibility.

She cries out at the bite, kicking and digging at the sheets with her heels, thrashing in his hold. He has her, inside and out, and there is no other release but to come.

And she comes, again, hard and loud, with ecstasy and pain -- and though her body gives out, she still vibrates with insatiable lust for more.

[onceaviking]

He can feel her tremble and vibrate and that pulls him along, unexpectedly.
He comes hard, squeezing his eyes shut and burying his face in her neck.

[i_am_your_host]

She gasps sharply, her body jerking at the rush of cool blood between her legs. But she holds on and doesn't let go of him. Inside or out.

Breathless, dazed, thrumming all over, elation and desire battle with exhaustion. She sighs into his neck as he presses his face against her own.

[onceaviking]

He allows himself to relax with her arms around him.
Allows himself to move his face from where it is pressed against her neck, to her lips.
Kissing her.

His fangs are still down, his mouth is still sticky with blood - and it is almost warm.

[i_am_your_host]

It's a sticky salty-sweet kiss. And almost warm. She feels the press of his fangs and is tempted to lick at them.

But that would only rouse him, and...if she's going to be honest with herself, she needs a little break.

Still.

Just a tiny flick of her tongue because she's like that.

[onceaviking]

He shudders, eyes still closed.

[i_am_your_host]

And she resumes just kissing him, slowly, warmly, her breath heavy on his lips and cheek.

[onceaviking]

He makes a small, soft sound as he kisses her back, cupping her face in his hands.

[i_am_your_host]

She responds with a soft sigh, secure in his huge but gentle hands. She reaches up to slowly comb her fingers through his hair.

She decides that one of her favorite things is sitting in the lap of a hot viking vampire and making out with them.

[onceaviking]

He deepens the kiss - and then he moves his mouth from her lips to her jawline, dusting it with small, quick kisses,

"Do you need to rest?" he murmurs,

[i_am_your_host]

She breathes out a purr, tilting her head to the side.

"A little bit," she sighs.

"I feel..."

She utters a delirious little giggle.

"...so fucked."

[onceaviking]

He chuckles a little, running the fingers of one hand through her damp hair in a caress.


And then he carefully lays her back down on the farther (clean) side of the bed.

[i_am_your_host]

She tips her head against his hand like a cat, her eyelashes fluttering, and as he gently lays her down, she slips her arms from his neck to stretch them above her head. She sighs deeply and contentedly, basking in the afterglow. But this is a high she doesn't want to come down from just yet.

[onceaviking]

He dips his head down to kiss her breasts, mindful of keeping his weight off of her.
Then he kisses her shoulder.

Then her lips.

[i_am_your_host]

She arches her back with a soft moan when his lips touch her breasts. And she's pleasantly surprised to find that his trail of kisses leads to her own lips. She smiles dreamily and returns the kiss, as she idly sweeps her fingertips over his shoulders.

[onceaviking]

There's the faintest hint of a smile against his lips - and then he slides down to lie beside her. One hand resting on her belly.

Feeling her pulse.

[i_am_your_host]

His hand is large and cool and comfortably heavy on her belly. Enough to make her feel weighed down. Kept right here. Like he could take her into his grip at any moment.

She's turned on by the thought, but there's literally nothing about Eric that doesn't turn her on right now.

She stretches sinuously without dislodging his hand, and settles back down with another deep sigh.

"You are incredible, but you already knew that," she tells him with a languid grin, feeding his ego.

[onceaviking]

"I do," he agrees, enjoying the ego stroke. Caressing her skin with his thumb.

"And you seemed - enthusiastic?"
Smiling.

Reaching up to tease her left nipple with his fingers.

[i_am_your_host]

His smile could melt her.

"I'm always enthusiastic about you," she purrs, arching toward his touch as her nipple hardens.

She's still wet and especially tingly. Vampire blood and all.

[onceaviking]

He retracts his fangs and then he dips his head to caress her nipple with his lips and tongue.
Slowly and thoroughly.

[i_am_your_host]

She sighs a soft ohh, her heartbeat picking up again as her body thrums.

She rests a hand on the back of his head, lightly stroking his hair.

[onceaviking]

He breathes a soft sigh against her breast and moves closer, sliding a leg on top of her.
Cold and smooth and hard.

[i_am_your_host]

She whimpers, pressing her breast against his lips to feel more.

"Eric," she pleads breathily, "I want..."

She seemingly hesitates to tell him as her heart races.

[onceaviking]

He looks up at her, rumbling a little.

Go on.

[i_am_your_host]

She licks her lips and tries to find her voice.

"I-- I want you to-- bite me here."

She rubs one leg against Eric's, reaching down with one hand to touch the inside of her thigh.

It hadn't gone well the first time Eric did it when Emcee was male. But Pam did it the last time during Cubefall, and-- well, Pam was an entirely different experience than Eric. But she wants it now. From Eric.

"Please, darling?" she says in a whisper, trembling with that familiar combination of fear and anticipation.