onceaviking | Outside

Eric leads Orpheus' down toward the lake, a cool hand on the small of his back. They end up between tall trees, Eric looks up one trunk and then down at Orpheus.

"We go up there," he says. "It is nice and private and I will hear it should anybody come."

It's hard to make out his features in the dark.

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onceaviking

And so he is hoisted up again as Eric straightens and lifts Orpheus up, his lips glued to his skin.

His fingers might end up leaving bruises as this rate.

He is making a low, growling sound as he drinks and if he briefly moves his blood-soaked lips from Orpheus' neck to his mouth and then back again, he is unlikely to admit it.

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golden_lyre

Orpheus' hips still press against Eric's, rolling forward a little as Eric drinks. He's beyond caring about bruises or any other marks at this point, and the taste of his own blood on his lips draws a low moan from him.

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onceaviking

Eric pulls back, with effort, and silences Orpheus by kissing him brutally. His fangs are still out but he manages to avoid breaking skin. Barely.

Then he bows his head again and licks at the still bleeding wounds.

The growl has grown almost inaudible, but it is still there.

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golden_lyre

It is difficult at the best of times for Orpheus to keep quiet. Even with the kiss, he stands no chance now. With incredible effort, he muffles the whimper that escapes him as Eric's tongue moves over the wounds.

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onceaviking

Eric takes Orpheus' face in one large hand and tips it so their eyes meet. "Hush," he says, skirting the line of it not just being a suggestion.

His mouth is dark and wet and he clearly has to move his lips differently to accommodate the fangs.

"Hush, little singer. I might drop you if you startle me."

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golden_lyre

Orpheus chokes back a moan, nodding, biting his own lip. He's definitely going to try.

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onceaviking

Eric's dark lips widen in a smile.

"So, now I've fed. What else am I going to do with you, hmm?"

Orpheus is still bleeding. He'll stop that in a minute.

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golden_lyre

"Anything you want," Orpheus offers, his eyes dark, his voice low.

He doesn't even care about the bleeding.

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onceaviking

And then Orpheus is turned around by two strong hands, his face ending up pressed against the trunk of the tree.

Eric reaches between the tree and Orpheus to undo his pants, licking at the wounds again as he does so.

Maybe he'll let the blood flow for a little while yet. He seems to be doing well enough, all things considered.

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golden_lyre

"Gods, yes," Orpheus groans, careful to keep his voice down, trying to hold onto the tree as well as he can as his limbs start to feel a bit heavy.

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onceaviking

Once the clothing is out of the way, Eric unceremoniously grabs hold of Orpheus, while using his free hand to undo his own pants.

Then he spits in his hand - blood - and gets ready, making sure to place his legs so the chances of Orpheus actually falling out of the tree should he pass out, are minimized.

He just knows that people would somehow end up blaming him.

Once ready, he pauses, leaning in to lick the wounds again, letting them close through the action of a small drop of his own blood.

And then he penetrates Orpheus. Twice.

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golden_lyre

Orpheus can't help crying out at that. "Fuck, yes!" he groans, pain rippling through him, intensifying everything.

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onceaviking

Eric bit down on the so far untouched side of Orpheus' neck, but he reluctantly only takes a few sips.

He is moving fast, paying little regard to the fact that they're in a tree. He's found sturdy branches but they're still branches and they start to move quite a lot as the pace quickens.

He could keep going like this for hours.

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golden_lyre

At the moment, Orpheus wants him to. He shudders as Eric's fangs sink into him, and his hips move as well as they can with Erics, though there's no way he can keep up with the vampire's pace. His fingers flex against the bark of the tree, and his hips jerk. He wants to hold on as long as he can, drag this out as much as possible.

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onceaviking

Eric is finding he is actually getting rather excited about this.

It's still a shame that Orpheus is not a soft, rounded girl, but his blood is making up for that.

So it is with regret that he lets the wounds close again. But with less regret that he keeps pounding into Orpheus.

(ooc: bedtime for me)

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golden_lyre

Orpheus groans and rocks with Eric, struggling to keep himself together. It's a losing battle, though, and it isn't long before he arches forward, spilling against the tree trunk.

[ooc: :)]

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onceaviking

Eric keeps going just a little while longer and then he stops, wiping his hand on Orpheus' clothes before pulling out.

Reaching a climax does not seem to concern him much.

He leans in and murmurs, "Still alive, little singer?"

Of course he knows that he is.

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golden_lyre

"Always, it seems," Orpheus mutters, leaning heavily against the tree trunk.

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onceaviking

"I think," Eric says, "That you need a bath and to lie down in your own bed."

He fastens his own trousers and then makes Orpheus turn a little, so he can get an arm under him.

"Where do you sleep?"

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golden_lyre

"I have a room here," Orpheus mumbles, leaning against Eric as he's turned, clumsily trying to get his own jeans tugged back into place.

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onceaviking

"Which number?" Eric asks, as he ignores Orpheus' attempts to get dressed again and just lifts him, one arm under his knees.

He'll move fast. No one will notice.

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golden_lyre

Orpheus is not in any condition to protest either way, and he really doesn't care who sees him naked. He gives Eric the number of the room, settling against his cool bulk.

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onceaviking

And in two breaths .- if you're someone who breathes - they're there.

Eric rummages through Orpheus' pocket and fishes out the key.

He unlocks the door with one hand, lifting his leg up so he can support Orpheus' body with his knee.

"May I come in?" he says. This is someone's abode. The rules apply.