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Leave a message with the butler, my sweet lily, or your card.

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[On the morning of New Year's Day, a basket containing six fresh sugared raised yeast donuts was delivered to Akeldama's door with a tag tied to the basket.]

Many blessings to you this new year.

yule gift 2020

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[Max leaves a small jewelry box tied up with a silver bow outside the vampire's door. Inside is a beautiful golden cravat pin with a ruby set into it. Max thought it might suit the vampire's tastes when he spotted it in the antique shop. (Ironic, they both got each other similar gifts. Great minds think alike.)

A note accompanies it in neat cursive:]

Happy Yule. It's been a pleasure getting to know you so far. Let's continue the trend in the new year.

-Max

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My darling Max,

Thank you for the gift. It's quite beautiful. I shall wear it and think of you, my sweet plum pudding. Clearly we are both men of good taste, to both think along the same lines!

I look forward to spending as much time as possible in your wonderful company this year.

Yours, etc.

Akeldama

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[Later after this conversation.]

Max has been buzzing with anticipation of this ever since his talk with Lord Akeldama earlier in the day. That kiss from the vampire only wetted his appetite. There's no denying that watching the lord sit in the cafe all day looking so delightful has done nothing but keep him thirsty. But the cafe is closed now and the clean-up is done. Which means it's finally time for some thirsts to get quenched- for both of them.

"Did you enjoy yourself today?" Max asks, sighing with relief when he finally takes a seat after spending hours on his feet. "I saw you enjoying the view out the window." Him and everyone else, too.

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Akeldama has been waiting patiently, enjoying the buzz of the cafe, and the company of a few others, but Max is to be the main event this afternoon. The vampire's cup of tea sat undrunk in front of him until shop close, when he allowed one of Max's workers to take it from him, finally shifting to allow them to clean the table, before reclaiming his seat. There's no point in getting antsy, not after waiting so long, but the vampire can't deny that he hungers - yes, for Max in particular, but also in general. Drinking at the brothel is so dreadfully demeaning, for both himself and the workers, and a part of the rove hopes that Jackie doesn't return, that he can take Max under his wing himself, take care of his obvious need in return for Max helping Akeldama with his...

He's brought out of his thoughts when Max comes to join him, but the vampire doesn't show it, simply leaning forward and resting his hand on his chin. "There was such a wonderful view, I couldn't quite help myself, darling." He admits, with a smirk. "I can assure you I wasn't the only one eagerly admiring your display. You're quite the popular man, aren't you, sweet pea?"

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"Oh, was there?" Max says coyly, "And here I thought you might still be too scandalized to enjoy it."

Oh yes, Max knew what he was doing by setting up his little welcome booth right there in front of the biggest window. Hopefully, patrons won't be too disappointed if they come back tomorrow and don't get to see an encore.

"I suppose I am. I may have gotten a few more propositions today. But, I have to say, after that treat you gave me earlier, keeping my date with you is all I could really think about." He doesn't bother to hide his eager smile. What reason do they have to delay anymore?

"Would you care to join me upstairs? I have a small bedroom in a loft that's perfect for entertaining."

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Akeldama's blue eyes twinkle with amusement, as he very clearly takes in the treat in front of him. "My sweet, I live next to a pack of werewolves, if I was ever shocked by a little nakedness, it's far too late now." He might be from the Victorian era, but was born in Ancient Greece and has experienced all of history between. Nakedness hasn't always been as much of an issue as it is today. "I'm honoured and flattered that you would place me on the top of the pile, though." Even if it is where Akeldama belongs. After all, no one else here can give Max exactly what he desires, or is so experienced.

"Please, my darling." The vampire extends a pale, cold hand, offering it out for Max to help him out of his chair. Of course he's perfectly capable, but when there's a charming, strong gentleman in front of you, why not take advantage of it. "If you would? And then, little pastry, lead the way."

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Yeah, thinks Max to himself, living next to werewolves... fancy that. But, Max's werewolf in question isn't quite so comfortable with nudity, at least not the public kind. Just shows how different things can be.

"Well...There are only two people here who could have persuaded me to do otherwise, both of them have a ring that matches mine. Luckily, they're fine with seeing me later." Sorry, Akeldama, you're not the tippy top of the pile, but close.

Max helps the lord up from his seat and will then escort him in a very gentlemanly fashion to the stairs at the back of the building that leads up to the attic. Once they get up there, he'll turn to face the vampire and slowly undo the bow that keeps his apron tied on. He doesn't have much undressing left to do besides that.

"So," Max says, voice dropping low and sultry, "how would you like your drink?"

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Of course it goes without saying that Max's partners take priority, but Akeldama presumes that they don't need to proposition him. Not to mention, Max had already said he had to double check with them first.

Up in the attic room, Akeldama doesn't have much time or attention to spend on the room itself, not when Max goes straight for the apron strings. As the garment falls, the blonde takes a moment to drink in the sight of the man next to him, and then gives in, stepping closer to trail soft, cold fingers over those firm abs, admiring his treat.

"Since there's so little left for me to unwrap, darling sausage roll, how about we take care of that first?" His fingers trail lower, hooking under the waistband of Max's underwear, and then gently push them off. Another wonderful treat that Akeldama will enjoy drinking from. But first another hunger.

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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."

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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."

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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.

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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.

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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.

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"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.

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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.

"Fuck, that feels so good. Oh, god, yes..."

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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.

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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.

"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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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.

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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!

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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.

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"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."

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"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.

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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.

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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.