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Post by Daniel on Jul 6, 2009 20:50:20 GMT -5
Perfect.
"You could always stay with me."
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Post by Alex on Jul 6, 2009 20:53:38 GMT -5
He hesitated a moment, but then...why say no? It was Daniel. It wasn't as though a complete stranger was inviting him. The fact that he'd briefly considered saying 'no' for a moment was surprising.
"I would love to."
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Post by Daniel on Jul 6, 2009 20:56:12 GMT -5
"Well, that settled...I'm feeling rather ravenous. What about you?"
Now that he was snapped out of that strange state of mind he'd been stuck in, Daniel was mostly back to his old self, though it would still take some time for him to be back to full strength.
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Post by Alex on Jul 6, 2009 20:58:09 GMT -5
"Not ravenous, but yeah."
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Post by Daniel on Jul 6, 2009 21:00:47 GMT -5
He carefully got to his feet, wanting to avoid a repeat of the little stumbling incident by the door from earlier.
"Come on, I know a wonderful part of town..."
He offered Alex his arm.
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Post by Alex on Jul 6, 2009 21:04:40 GMT -5
With a little surge of excitement, he took the offered arm. "Lead the way." He'd only been along with Daniel once when the other had fed, and hadn't been able to since thanks to the circumstances at Night Island .
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Post by Daniel on Jul 6, 2009 21:07:28 GMT -5
With one of his old smirks on his face, Daniel led the way out of the inn .
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Post by Daniel on Sept 29, 2009 13:22:51 GMT -5
**NEW NIGHT**
The room was it's usually untidy self--Daniel could never be bothered to pick up the clutter of books lying about on all the available surface space that wasn't the bed, or the dirty clothes discarded on the floor. He could keep up his own appearance, but was just too lazy with his sanctuary.
And he didn't care if anyone saw it, hence why he was always bringing people here.
The door was closed rather swifly, though he kept his vampire speed in check, and he wasted no time in divesting Ghislain of his clothes, hands and lips rough on the rentboy as he was pushed across the room toward the bed.
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Post by Ghislain on Sept 29, 2009 13:38:46 GMT -5
Ghislain liked what he saw of the room. His was better-kept, of course - because he moved so frequently and did not have a choice - but the disarray that spoke more of the intellect than of the libido, despite the fact that the one seemed more obvious, was similar enough to his own to make him smile. The smile did not quite last, though, because this fellow didn't apparently want him to get a good look at the room - not that he minded being suddenly distracted by the welcome heat of two bodies in conflict for the same purpose. Their earlier encounters in mind - the tenderest little behaviors made wickedly humorous by the addition of carelessness that bordered on sadism - he didn't mind paying less attention than he would usually to whether or not his fingernails caught on skin as he tore at Daniel's clothes, his lips parted against Daniel's, his body pressed against his as though they were not working on the action of undressing which that was likely to complicate.
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Post by Daniel on Sept 29, 2009 13:57:12 GMT -5
The press of bodies together did slow things down a bit, but that was all right--the pace could keep changing at will however often it needed to. So it was now with deliberate slowness that the last of their clothes were peeled away. Ghislain got an echo of the dug-in nails, though Daniel's were hard enough to almost draw blood. All of the caressing, the rub of skin, seemed to hint at barely contained force. And the vampire was insatiable.
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Post by Ghislain on Sept 29, 2009 16:03:06 GMT -5
Ghislain cried out again, shortly, at another harsh scrape, this one on his back and worse than the last one had been - longer, for one thing, and on bare skin. He felt it sting; he was probably bleeding.
"Either you really like me or you really don't," he breathed, voice low and a little haggard in a way that could be interpreted as very sensual or almost irritated. It was the former, but Ghislain had been known to confuse the latter with that before. "I hope you don't mind if I bleed on your sheets."
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Post by Daniel on Sept 29, 2009 22:32:01 GMT -5
It had drawn blood, in fact, something that was not lost on Daniel. His senses would never let such a thing pass him by, especially not when it was someone like Ghislain.
"Ohh, I think I do like you."
And, unable to resist, he moved them both into a better position so he could lap up the spilled blood.
"And you don't have to worry about bloodstains, hmm?"
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Post by Ghislain on Sept 30, 2009 8:05:38 GMT -5
The level of shock this produced, even in someone like Ghislain, was nearly visceral; he appreciated it for this quality, as well as for the sensation itself - the stinging marks on his skin and the warm stroke of his tongue soothing them. He gasped slightly, hands gripping the sheets so hard that his knuckles were white.
"You are enormously strange," Ghislain managed in an intake of breath, . "Where have you been all my life, et cetera."
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Post by Daniel on Sept 30, 2009 11:25:18 GMT -5
"Glad to hear you don't mind it. I know most would have jerked out of my arms by now."
This was an unexpected, but welcome, development. Because if this boy was so open to such things...
Once most of the blood was gone, he'd simply turned to planting faint kisses on Ghislain's back.
"Perhaps...you wouldn't mind if..."
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Post by Ghislain on Sept 30, 2009 11:47:08 GMT -5
"Mm - I might have to. Would you pull me back afterwards?"
Absolutely wasn't what he had meant to say, but... oh, hell. Of course it was. He rarely said anything he hadn't meant to say.
"Yes?"
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