Sometimes they do still proposition him, just for fun~
Max's belly dances under the vampire's soft, cool touch. He can't quite manage to stifle a giggle. He's ticklish! It's not a giggle, however, that escapes his lips when his underwear is pushed down, but a soft sigh that speaks of his desire for more. That desire should be self evident now that Max's fully fledged erection is free of its confines.
"Oh, yes please," Max whispers softly. When the thong falls low enough, he'll gently step out of it and kick it aside. Now there's nothing decorating his form except the writing from earlier.
Max looks himself up and down, then his heated gaze goes back to Akeldama, inviting him to do the same. "I'm all yours for the taking now."
Akeldama takes his time, looking Max over. Why not, when there's so much to admire? He even takes a step back to take a better look, appraising each part of the man's naked form, and then circling him. There is a quiet sigh as he comes across that writing across his back side but, well. He's not going to spend too much time looking at it fortunately.
"Quite perfect, darling. Such a rare and beautiful treat." He praises, as he comes back round, reaching up to gently stroke over Max's stubbled jawline. "I do love a man who keeps himself in shape." Knowing Max's desire, he leans forward, to half murmur into his ear. "So much easier to drink from, with so many veins in so many interestingplaces."
But without touching Max further, he steps back then, gesturing to the chair. "Sit for me, please, sweetling."
Max snickers softly when he hears that sigh. What? Akeldama doesn't appreciate the writing? Clearly, Max has no regrets. And when the vampire has nothing but praises to say, the human's smile spreads even wider. He does love the compliments. So much.
Now, he's holding his breath in anticipation when Akeldama leans in close. Those words send shivers down his spine. Yes. God yes. His bottom lip actually quivers at the word interesting. The breath shudders out of him at that gentle stroke to his jawline. He's burning to know what place Akeldama has in mind.
Which... is why he's left blinking in confusion when the vampire pulls away and asks him to sit.
"O-kay?"
He sits obediently, putting a hand on each thigh, on either side of his uh... noticeable excitement. He's watching the vampire, waiting for a cue to tell him what to do next.
And what a lovely noticeable excitement it is, along with the rest of Max. Akeldama admires him for a moment longer, before following him, and gently nudging his hands away so he can take a seat in the man's lap. His thigh presses up against Max's cock as he leans in against his chest, the silk of the rove's suit soft against Max's skin as he brushes cold lips over the line of his jaw.
"Am I going to need a napkin to protect my suit?" He asks, softly, one hand reaching between them to brush soft fingers over Max's heat in a soft, teasing motion.
Max's hands vacate his lap, only to resettle with one around the lord's shoulder and one on the vampire's silky thigh. His cock jumps noticeably against the rove in reaction to the contact, and to the way those lips brush close. So close.
"Well..." Will he? Probably not. Although, it has been a while... and Max's eyes flutter at that touch, the moment of hesitation grows longer while he's too distracted to remember what he was going to say.
Oh. Right. "Lucas told me your bite is similar to the vampires in my world. That it's not... uh, orgasmic? So, I shouldn't make a mess too soon." Probably.
"Wonderful." Akeldama purrs. "I have a handkerchief, of course, but that does rather limit where I can sit."
His other hand comes up to stroke along Max's chest, while he presses open mouthed kisses down Max's throat. A soft hum passes past his lips, vibrating gently against Max's skin, as he considers, feeling the steady beat of Max's pulse beneath them. So many options... And such a willing and wonderful treat to play with.
And play with he does, scraping his teeth ever so lightly over delicate flesh, before continuing to kiss down to Max's collar. As he does, his other hand continues with the feather light touches over his cock, a pleasurable sensation but his kisses, and that careful scrape of teeth is clearly meant to be the star of this show.
His head tips back, eye closing while he enjoys the heady mixture of kisses and scraping teeth. His pulse throbs against his skin, strong with the knowledge that these kisses will lead to more this time. Soon those teeth will do more than scrape.
God, how he's needed this. Whimpering moans bubble past his lips at the light touches to his cock. His hips spasm unconsciously and Max grips Akeldama harder, partly in an effort to make sure he doesn't accidentally dislodge the vampire from his lap.
It's so tempting to bite down right now, claim that pulse for his own. Everything about Max is intoxicating, Akeldama's own cock starting to wake up in response to Max's eager response. He pushes back against the arms around him as his kisses start to drip lower, over his collar bone, over his chest. The cold hand has to drop away from Max's cock to rest on his hip instead, gripping there to counter balance as he shifts further along Max's knees and down his chest.
Eventually cold lips reach his nipples, nipping softly down on one and then suckling. Is he drinking from Max or fucking him? Or both. He certainly seems hungry, quiet little noises escaping. His own trousers are starting to strain as well, but if Max goes to try and touch him anywhere aside from his back, he'll shift to reach back and knock his hands back in place.
Max is almost breathless with his arousal, each inhale is a stuttering gasp getting more and more desperate. God, he's not going to be able to stand this much longer. He needs to feel those fangs digging deep.
When the vampire's teeth catch on his nipple, he moans one loud note of pure bliss. At this point, he really can't tell if he's being suckled or sucked but either way, he doesn't want it to stop.
A low noise escapes past Akeldama's lips, vibrating against Max's skin. The noises he makes are intoxicating. He can feel the pulse in his chest beating under his lips and it would be so easy to bite down here and finally taste him. But no, there's still more of him to uncover.
He kisses as low as he can do from his perch, cold lips trailing over hard abs eagerly, chin just above the tip of his cock, but not touching it. Not yet. And then, gracefully, the rove slips out of Max's lap and onto his knees in front of him. Gently sliding his shoulder under Max's calf, he begins to trail kisses further up, over his calf, heading up towards his inner thigh and the vein there. As he goes he scrapes his teeth lightly over firm skin, continuing to tease the man mercilessly, brushing briefly over the soft skin behind his knee before moving higher.
A strangled little giggle bubbles out of him when Akeldama’s mouth moves over his abs. That ticklish spot again! Always gets him. But that does nothing to beat down the lust coursing through his veins. He tries to thrust his hip up to finally connect his cock with the vampire’s mouth, but Akeldama moves away too quickly.
The rove slips out of his lap, so in his absence, Max grips the arms of the chair, his nails digging into the wood.
“Oh! OH! Yes, god, right there!” he cries when the vampire’s teeth graze that tender spot behind his knee. He jerks so hard his ass almost slips out of the chair. Like he just got struck by a bolt of lightning. He's so sensitive, fuck!
Akeldama marks that giggle for another time, making a note to avoid the area unless he wants to have Max laughing under his fingertips. For now, there's more important business to attend to.
But he does pause when Max reacts so loudly to his lips behind his knee, glancing up at the other man. "Here, my darling?" He asks, questioningly, placing another kiss on the tender spot there. Well, there are veins there, and if Max is this sensitive... Akeldama would have to be careful not to hurt him, but since the fae granted him the power to heal his bites, it should be okay.
He shifts one hand, putting it on Max's hip and pushing him back into the chair, then adjusts his position slightly so he can reach less awkwardly, where he can focus on not hurting the other man, rather than actually reaching him. Then he parts his lips again, grazing teeth a little more firmly over soft skin, waiting for Max's response.
"Mmm!! Mmm-hmm," Max squirms some more from that kiss alone. And if this is how he is with only a light brush of lips...
Akeldama may not want to go there for fear of accidentally getting kicked in the head by an even bigger reaction. But Max wouldn't dream of stopping him from trying.
"I'm sorry," he pants, "I'm sorry. I'm really sensitive right there. I always have been. It's just as good as my neck. A-ah..." he trembles all over from that scrape of teeth.
"Y-you might have to hold me to the chair. I get s-so animated."
"Well, now, is that so?" Normally Akeldama would have held Max down with one hand, but without his strength, that might be a little hard. But his sweet reaction is too much for the vampire to resist. So he shifts, leaning against Max's other leg, using his weight to hold him in place. His other hand does go to the man's hip, using the strength that the fae have left him with to put pressure there - gentle for now, but ready to put more in if necessary.
And then he focuses in on his prize again. He laps his tongue over the sensitive spot, before breathing over it, letting Max feel the change of temperature. Then he leans in, kissing Max's leg, and then, finally, biting down. The vampire takes his time, going slowly, letting Max feel every millimetre of those sharp fangs as they puncture his skin and through to that vein, so that sweet blood can trickle down and into his mouth.
Max has a death grip on the chair, trying his best to keep himself planted while he quakes from barely contained lust. His cock aches with a need to be stroked, and he bites down hard on his bottom lip in an effort to keep himself from simply begging for sweet relief. He did tell Akeldama he could keep it in. But that was before... before...
"AHHH MMMMM!," the moment Akeldama's breath tickles over the delicate flesh behind his knee anything resembling a coherent thought flies right out of his mind.
"Please, please, please," he begs in a desperate litany when the lord kisses the spot. He doesn't even realize he's doing it.
Then fangs finally break the skin. His hips jerk against the hand holding them. All of him is writhing and squirming. He's making pure animal sounds, whimpers and moans, punctuated by ecstatic cries. Good. So good! So good! Don't stop. Don't ever stop.
Akeldama has had more than a few men who enjoyed such things before, and has always been willing to indulge them, but the strength of Max's reaction takes him off guard. It manages to spark something in himself as well, and where he had been concentrating on feeding, more of his attention now shifts to Max's pleasure as well.
The only disadvantage is that this isn't the best position for it, especially with Max bucking in his seat. He'll need to think of a better way to do this if it's to happen again. Which he very much hopes it will.
But for now he has Max like this, so all he can do is continue to hold him in place, as he finally starts to drink. Max tastes wonderful, sweet and hearty, and a soft moan of pleasure and hunger vibrates through the bite as Akeldama suckles on that sensitive spot. He's trying not to drink too fast, to draw out the moment for Max's sake and his own, but it's harder than he'd like to admit. Without his boys to nibble on every day, Akeldama has been drinking only what's necessary for him, and it's left him thirsty.
Max would practically beg to have this happen again. Akeldama would find him jumping at the mere suggestion of it.
Jumping, like he is in his seat. Poor Akeldama has so much movement to contend with. But the good news is that once his fangs do sink into Max, and the blood begins to flow, Max's flailing turns into a stiff tightening of muscles, like he's a bow-string pulled taut, quivering with unspent kinetic energy but not yet releasing.
He's still moaning and whimpering. His knuckles are still dotted white from gripping the chair, and his cock is pulsing visibly with the pleasure of it.
"Oh," he sighs, "yessss." It will be up to Akeldama to stop himself. Max is too caught up in the rush of pleasure and blood loss to consider pulling back.
After a moment of Max falling still, Akeldama risks shifting his arm so it's laying across Max instead, still holding him, though with less force than before. And that gives him a chance to curl a hand around the cock between his legs, blindly stroking in in time with Max's pulse. It feels so good to have the man's cock in his hand, even with the awkward angle.
It's also enough to draw him away from the delicious taste of Max's blood. Somewhat reluctantly, the vampire draws away, withdrawing his fangs from Max's leg, and then tilts his head to lap at the wounds with the underneath of his tongue. Fae magic closes the wounds, healing them as though they were never there, while he continues to stroke Max.
Max gasps and then shivers as Akeldama begins to stroke him. His moans pitch low, heavy with lust. The pain of fangs is always best when mingled with pleasure like this. Now he feels like he's floating on air, barely attached to the chair anymore.
He makes a sad little sound when the vampire pulls away, but that's the only sign he gives that he's even aware the feeding has ended. His hips gyrate against Akeldama's stroking hand while more needy whimpers spill out past his parted lips.
Akeldama licks a last drop of blood from his lips, looking up at Max with a pleased expression, never stopping in his strokes. But then he shifts, adjusting himself between Max's legs so that he can lean up and over the man's cock, parting his lips to take the head of his cock into his mouth without a word. The vampire's hand continues to stroke him as he suckles on the head, tongue putting in the work to help bring Max over the edge. Well, he did say he wanted dinner and desert.
Max gives a wanton cry the moment Akeldama's mouth closes over his needy cock. God, he was already close before. Now, he can barely withstand that sucking for another half-minute before the combination of hand, mouth, and tongue brings his crashing right over the edge into white hot bliss.
"A-ah! Fuck!" He goes rigid in the chair, body quivering and tight, while his cock erupts into Akeldama's mouth. Max doesn't skimp on portion sizes, so the vampire will have plenty to swallow.
He finally comes down from that exceptional high with a whimper, laying back limp in the chair. His head still felt like it was floating in the clouds. His half-lidded eyes focused on nothing, barely seeing the room at all.
Dimly, he had the sense that he should do or say something. He still owed reciprocity to Akeldama, didn't he? But the very thought of moving right now seemed impossibly hard. He couldn't even feel his hands.
It's just as well Akeldama doesn't need to breathe. He swallows Max down, along with his seed, without need to pause for breath. Soft fingers stroke soothing circles on his hips, working him through the orgasm, letting Max enjoy it and take his time. After all, there's no rush, and Akeldama's enjoying the show himself. Now that he's fed, he's able to focus on the man in front of him, and the view is starting to take affect, but it's not too urgent yet.
As the young man finally relaxes, Akeldama sets about cleaning any last drops from his cock, then finally leans back and lets his spent cock slip from between his lips. The vampire looks up at him, taking in Max's condition, and then pushes himself to his feet. Thin arms slip under Max's knees and behind his back, and then with a strength that shouldn't be contained in his slim figure, the rove lifts Max in a princess carry, bringing him over to the bed and laying him down there. "Here, my darling, I have you." He promises, kissing his forehead sweetly. "Do you need something? A drink, or something to nibble on, perhaps?"
A happy whisp of a sigh escapes Max as he's lifted. This is yet another thing that he loves about vampires: they are strong enough to carry even someone like him around. It's so nice to be handled this way, kissed, and coddled. More happy sounds burble out of him. He really is a big baby sometimes.
"Oh, I'll eat something," he tries to make that sound sultry and almost succeeds. "But, seriously, it's okay. I just need a minute to recover. Then I'm going to get you real good."
And Akeldama is more than happy to coddle him, especially after such an intense feeding. He chuckles at Max's attempts to push back, and puts his hand on the man's shoulder, gently pushing him back into the pillows. "I'm not going anywhere, little lemon drop. There's no rush."
He considers pulling away to go look in the pantry for something to feed Max, but decides that he'd probably prefer some cuddles first, so slips onto the bed next to him. Pale arms wrap around him, gently pulling him into Akeldama's chest, where a touch of warmth has blossomed across the vampire's skin. Even the hands that hold Max are warmer than normal, and the face that nuzzles into Max's hair.
"Okay..." he says pursing his lip into a small pout.
But he doesn't resist being pushed back into the pillows. He wiggles into Akeldama's arms, getting comfortable. See. He's a good boy. He'll behave. And his reward is a very welcome cuddle session. He rests his cheek happily on the vampire's chest, smiling at the warmth there. A touch of pride rises in him. He did that. He warmed the vampire's body with his lifeblood. It feels so nice. He could almost take a nap.
"You call me so many sweet names," he murmurs sleepily. "I really like it."
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Date: 2021-02-22 04:27 pm (UTC)Max's belly dances under the vampire's soft, cool touch. He can't quite manage to stifle a giggle. He's ticklish! It's not a giggle, however, that escapes his lips when his underwear is pushed down, but a soft sigh that speaks of his desire for more. That desire should be self evident now that Max's fully fledged erection is free of its confines.
"Oh, yes please," Max whispers softly. When the thong falls low enough, he'll gently step out of it and kick it aside. Now there's nothing decorating his form except the writing from earlier.
Max looks himself up and down, then his heated gaze goes back to Akeldama, inviting him to do the same. "I'm all yours for the taking now."
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Date: 2021-02-25 09:04 pm (UTC)"Quite perfect, darling. Such a rare and beautiful treat." He praises, as he comes back round, reaching up to gently stroke over Max's stubbled jawline. "I do love a man who keeps himself in shape." Knowing Max's desire, he leans forward, to half murmur into his ear. "So much easier to drink from, with so many veins in so many interestingplaces."
But without touching Max further, he steps back then, gesturing to the chair. "Sit for me, please, sweetling."
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Date: 2021-02-28 11:48 pm (UTC)Now, he's holding his breath in anticipation when Akeldama leans in close. Those words send shivers down his spine. Yes. God yes. His bottom lip actually quivers at the word interesting. The breath shudders out of him at that gentle stroke to his jawline. He's burning to know what place Akeldama has in mind.
Which... is why he's left blinking in confusion when the vampire pulls away and asks him to sit.
"O-kay?"
He sits obediently, putting a hand on each thigh, on either side of his uh... noticeable excitement. He's watching the vampire, waiting for a cue to tell him what to do next.
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Date: 2021-03-02 06:36 pm (UTC)"Am I going to need a napkin to protect my suit?" He asks, softly, one hand reaching between them to brush soft fingers over Max's heat in a soft, teasing motion.
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Date: 2021-03-03 03:05 pm (UTC)"Well..." Will he? Probably not. Although, it has been a while... and Max's eyes flutter at that touch, the moment of hesitation grows longer while he's too distracted to remember what he was going to say.
Oh. Right. "Lucas told me your bite is similar to the vampires in my world. That it's not... uh, orgasmic? So, I shouldn't make a mess too soon." Probably.
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Date: 2021-03-04 08:48 pm (UTC)His other hand comes up to stroke along Max's chest, while he presses open mouthed kisses down Max's throat. A soft hum passes past his lips, vibrating gently against Max's skin, as he considers, feeling the steady beat of Max's pulse beneath them. So many options... And such a willing and wonderful treat to play with.
And play with he does, scraping his teeth ever so lightly over delicate flesh, before continuing to kiss down to Max's collar. As he does, his other hand continues with the feather light touches over his cock, a pleasurable sensation but his kisses, and that careful scrape of teeth is clearly meant to be the star of this show.
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Date: 2021-03-07 10:27 pm (UTC)God, how he's needed this. Whimpering moans bubble past his lips at the light touches to his cock. His hips spasm unconsciously and Max grips Akeldama harder, partly in an effort to make sure he doesn't accidentally dislodge the vampire from his lap.
"Fuck, that feels so good. Oh, god, yes..."
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Date: 2021-03-13 03:12 pm (UTC)Eventually cold lips reach his nipples, nipping softly down on one and then suckling. Is he drinking from Max or fucking him? Or both. He certainly seems hungry, quiet little noises escaping. His own trousers are starting to strain as well, but if Max goes to try and touch him anywhere aside from his back, he'll shift to reach back and knock his hands back in place.
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Date: 2021-03-18 12:55 am (UTC)When the vampire's teeth catch on his nipple, he moans one loud note of pure bliss. At this point, he really can't tell if he's being suckled or sucked but either way, he doesn't want it to stop.
"Oh, Akeldama, fuck... Oh fuck... You're so good. Please. Please. More!"
The vampire need not fear roving hands at the moment, Max is so overcome with this he barely knows where his hands are right now.
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Date: 2021-03-18 01:39 pm (UTC)He kisses as low as he can do from his perch, cold lips trailing over hard abs eagerly, chin just above the tip of his cock, but not touching it. Not yet. And then, gracefully, the rove slips out of Max's lap and onto his knees in front of him. Gently sliding his shoulder under Max's calf, he begins to trail kisses further up, over his calf, heading up towards his inner thigh and the vein there. As he goes he scrapes his teeth lightly over firm skin, continuing to tease the man mercilessly, brushing briefly over the soft skin behind his knee before moving higher.
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Date: 2021-03-19 04:32 am (UTC)The rove slips out of his lap, so in his absence, Max grips the arms of the chair, his nails digging into the wood.
“Oh! OH! Yes, god, right there!” he cries when the vampire’s teeth graze that tender spot behind his knee. He jerks so hard his ass almost slips out of the chair. Like he just got struck by a bolt of lightning. He's so sensitive, fuck!
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Date: 2021-03-20 09:36 am (UTC)But he does pause when Max reacts so loudly to his lips behind his knee, glancing up at the other man. "Here, my darling?" He asks, questioningly, placing another kiss on the tender spot there. Well, there are veins there, and if Max is this sensitive... Akeldama would have to be careful not to hurt him, but since the fae granted him the power to heal his bites, it should be okay.
He shifts one hand, putting it on Max's hip and pushing him back into the chair, then adjusts his position slightly so he can reach less awkwardly, where he can focus on not hurting the other man, rather than actually reaching him. Then he parts his lips again, grazing teeth a little more firmly over soft skin, waiting for Max's response.
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Date: 2021-03-22 07:22 pm (UTC)Akeldama may not want to go there for fear of accidentally getting kicked in the head by an even bigger reaction. But Max wouldn't dream of stopping him from trying.
"I'm sorry," he pants, "I'm sorry. I'm really sensitive right there. I always have been. It's just as good as my neck. A-ah..." he trembles all over from that scrape of teeth.
"Y-you might have to hold me to the chair. I get s-so animated."
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Date: 2021-03-25 10:01 pm (UTC)And then he focuses in on his prize again. He laps his tongue over the sensitive spot, before breathing over it, letting Max feel the change of temperature. Then he leans in, kissing Max's leg, and then, finally, biting down. The vampire takes his time, going slowly, letting Max feel every millimetre of those sharp fangs as they puncture his skin and through to that vein, so that sweet blood can trickle down and into his mouth.
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Date: 2021-03-30 04:03 am (UTC)"AHHH MMMMM!," the moment Akeldama's breath tickles over the delicate flesh behind his knee anything resembling a coherent thought flies right out of his mind.
"Please, please, please," he begs in a desperate litany when the lord kisses the spot. He doesn't even realize he's doing it.
Then fangs finally break the skin. His hips jerk against the hand holding them. All of him is writhing and squirming. He's making pure animal sounds, whimpers and moans, punctuated by ecstatic cries. Good. So good! So good! Don't stop. Don't ever stop.
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Date: 2021-03-31 09:29 pm (UTC)The only disadvantage is that this isn't the best position for it, especially with Max bucking in his seat. He'll need to think of a better way to do this if it's to happen again. Which he very much hopes it will.
But for now he has Max like this, so all he can do is continue to hold him in place, as he finally starts to drink. Max tastes wonderful, sweet and hearty, and a soft moan of pleasure and hunger vibrates through the bite as Akeldama suckles on that sensitive spot. He's trying not to drink too fast, to draw out the moment for Max's sake and his own, but it's harder than he'd like to admit. Without his boys to nibble on every day, Akeldama has been drinking only what's necessary for him, and it's left him thirsty.
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Date: 2021-04-03 03:30 am (UTC)Jumping, like he is in his seat. Poor Akeldama has so much movement to contend with. But the good news is that once his fangs do sink into Max, and the blood begins to flow, Max's flailing turns into a stiff tightening of muscles, like he's a bow-string pulled taut, quivering with unspent kinetic energy but not yet releasing.
He's still moaning and whimpering. His knuckles are still dotted white from gripping the chair, and his cock is pulsing visibly with the pleasure of it.
"Oh," he sighs, "yessss." It will be up to Akeldama to stop himself. Max is too caught up in the rush of pleasure and blood loss to consider pulling back.
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Date: 2021-04-05 07:25 pm (UTC)It's also enough to draw him away from the delicious taste of Max's blood. Somewhat reluctantly, the vampire draws away, withdrawing his fangs from Max's leg, and then tilts his head to lap at the wounds with the underneath of his tongue. Fae magic closes the wounds, healing them as though they were never there, while he continues to stroke Max.
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Date: 2021-04-09 02:27 pm (UTC)He makes a sad little sound when the vampire pulls away, but that's the only sign he gives that he's even aware the feeding has ended. His hips gyrate against Akeldama's stroking hand while more needy whimpers spill out past his parted lips.
"C-close," he warns, "please!"
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Date: 2021-04-14 05:09 pm (UTC)"A-ah! Fuck!" He goes rigid in the chair, body quivering and tight, while his cock erupts into Akeldama's mouth. Max doesn't skimp on portion sizes, so the vampire will have plenty to swallow.
He finally comes down from that exceptional high with a whimper, laying back limp in the chair. His head still felt like it was floating in the clouds. His half-lidded eyes focused on nothing, barely seeing the room at all.
Dimly, he had the sense that he should do or say something. He still owed reciprocity to Akeldama, didn't he? But the very thought of moving right now seemed impossibly hard. He couldn't even feel his hands.
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Date: 2021-04-14 09:21 pm (UTC)As the young man finally relaxes, Akeldama sets about cleaning any last drops from his cock, then finally leans back and lets his spent cock slip from between his lips. The vampire looks up at him, taking in Max's condition, and then pushes himself to his feet. Thin arms slip under Max's knees and behind his back, and then with a strength that shouldn't be contained in his slim figure, the rove lifts Max in a princess carry, bringing him over to the bed and laying him down there. "Here, my darling, I have you." He promises, kissing his forehead sweetly. "Do you need something? A drink, or something to nibble on, perhaps?"
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Date: 2021-04-18 10:03 pm (UTC)"Oh, I'll eat something," he tries to make that sound sultry and almost succeeds. "But, seriously, it's okay. I just need a minute to recover. Then I'm going to get you real good."
He promises he'll have a snack after.
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Date: 2021-04-19 08:01 pm (UTC)He considers pulling away to go look in the pantry for something to feed Max, but decides that he'd probably prefer some cuddles first, so slips onto the bed next to him. Pale arms wrap around him, gently pulling him into Akeldama's chest, where a touch of warmth has blossomed across the vampire's skin. Even the hands that hold Max are warmer than normal, and the face that nuzzles into Max's hair.
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Date: 2021-04-24 01:49 pm (UTC)But he doesn't resist being pushed back into the pillows. He wiggles into Akeldama's arms, getting comfortable. See. He's a good boy. He'll behave. And his reward is a very welcome cuddle session. He rests his cheek happily on the vampire's chest, smiling at the warmth there. A touch of pride rises in him. He did that. He warmed the vampire's body with his lifeblood. It feels so nice. He could almost take a nap.
"You call me so many sweet names," he murmurs sleepily. "I really like it."
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