Klaus

[kersen]

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Kersen stood and offered Klaus his hand, then led him out of the office, down a flight of stairs and (after a key-code locked entry) into the small studio apartment down there, even sparser than his office, but with a couch and bed and small kitchen.

"You're not lightheaded are you?" he asked suddenly. "There's some orange juice in the fridge..."

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[kersen]

Kersen laughed. Then he crossed the short distance between them and slid one hand to the small of Klaus' back, and kissed him, hard.

[seanceinfurs]

Klaus had the tendency to get swept away easily and he practically swooned into the kiss, before he returned it, with equal fervour. Whatever was in that bite, it was still having an effect.

And maybe Kersen would bite him again? That was a tantilizing thought.

[kersen]

Kersen wasn't sure the last time he'd been kissed like this. He'd been timid when he got back from being trapped in that place, afraid of losing control, wanting to ease his way back into his life. Well, here he was jumping off the cliff back into it.

He slid a hand down and wrapped it firmly around Klaus' cock, wasting no time. He was naked, after all; consent felt firmly established.

Then he leaned in and whispered in Klaus' ear, "I'm over four hundred years old, would you like to see how much practice I have sucking cock?"

[seanceinfurs]

"Yah," came the reply, somewhere between yes and duh. Well, his mind got shut down a little, somewhere between that whisper and his cock being grabbed.

But he wouldn't let Kersen before another deep kiss, into which he moaned, loving the feel of Kersen's perfect face under his hands.

[kersen]

When the kiss broke, Kersen dropped gracefully to his knees. He held the boa out of the way, and leaned in to lick a line across Klaus' erection. Fuck, it had been too long.

[seanceinfurs]

Apparently they were doing that here, against a bar-stool. Which was absolutely fine with Klaus. He wrapped the boa around his neck instead, like a scarf (he wasn't ready to let go of it; he loved it too much), leaving ample space for Kersen to get down to it.

And when he did, Klaus moaned in anticipation. "God, yes."

[kersen]

Kersen always appreciated the trust inherent in letting fangs near your cock, but he definitely kept them sheathed for this. He wrapped his lips around Klaus' cock and sucked.

[seanceinfurs]

Yeah, Klaus was mostly thinking about the intoxicating saliva and the mouth on his cock, so he didn't consider any dangers there at all. Pretty man sucking him off while he was high; end of thought.

He groaned and kept his hands on the boa, not wanting to push anything on the vampire yet. They'd just met.

[kersen]

Kersen continued enthusiastically sucking him, sliding his hands up the backs of his thighs.

[seanceinfurs]

Klaus put his hands over Kersen's, and slud them over to his head. God, 400 years of practice did make damned perfect. His head fell back and he groaned at a particular flick and lick and whatever Kersen was doing to drive him crazy.

[kersen]

Kersen kept going, having every intention of making Klaus come unless Klaus stopped him.

[seanceinfurs]

"So..." Klaus said, breathlessly. "I really don't want to stop you, so..." Another groan. "Be warned."

Well, he had meant to give a fair warning in advance, but an unexpected move made him come. His head fell back, his hands in the air and he came as he thrust forward.

[kersen]

Kersen didn't mind in the least, swallowing and then rising gracefully to his feet and immediately kissing him fiercely.

[seanceinfurs]

Klaus kissed him back, tasting himself on Kersen's lips and feeling wonderfully high. "That was..." he said, breathless. "Want me to return the favour?" he asked, putting a hand through Kersen's hair. "Or, you know, if you want somethimg else..."

[kersen]

"Mmmm I want a lot of things," Kersen sighed as he pressed against him, his own erection tenting the thin linen trousers. "I'm having a lot of trouble narrowing it down."

[seanceinfurs]

Klaus felt Kersen's need pressing against him. "Do you want to fuck me?" he asked tentatively as his hand slid over to undo Kersen's trousers.

[kersen]

"I... I do," Kersen said, a bit breathless. "If that's what you want. Do you want that?"

[seanceinfurs]

"God yes," Klaus said as he pulled down Kersen's pants and put his hand over the vampire's erection. He was still a bit high of the bite, but is was fading.

So he rubbed Kersen's cock and kissed his neck, while exposing his own neck to Kersen.

[kersen]

Kersen let out a little gasp when Klaus touched him. Oh god, it really had been too long. And there was his neck, too, his scent so tempting. But Kersen only brushed his lips to it.

[seanceinfurs]

Klaus moaned when Kersen's lips brushed his neck. He nipped at Kersen's neck, scraping his teeth over fine (cold) skin, and locked eyes with Kersen. His eyes were dark, lustful, and he never stopped his touch to Kersen's cock. "Fuck me," he asked, voice dark and hoarse. "Bite me and fuck me."

[kersen]

Kersen shuddered.

This was one reason he tended to prefer being with people who were more dominant. If he could submit, he was less tempted. But the vampire in him loved this. Craved it. Wanted nothing more than to slam Klaus against a wall and give him both of those things, over and over...

Okay, not just the vampire. Kersen wanted this too. Very much.

He grabbed Klaus’ wrist and pulled him over to the bed, then threw him down onto it. Disposed of both the boa and his pants on the way.

[seanceinfurs]

To Klaus, it was the junkie talking. That bite was like an aphrodisiac, which made for a strange but amazing high. He got thrown on the bed with surprising ease. It was an ease he recognized of those with super-strength, such as his brother. Not that his brother ever threw him on the bed for reasons such as this, but they'd been teenagers and they had had fights Klaus had never been able to win.

If he should be alarmed, it was lost on him. He loved this. He made sure he looked good as he reclined on the bed; dishevelled and willing. Oh, so willing.

[kersen]

Kersen stretched over him and managed to reach the nightstand drawer and grab a bottle of lubricant, which he tossed onto the bed beside them before pressing his body tight against Klaus' and kissing him hard.

[seanceinfurs]

Klaus kissed him back; a filthy, hard kiss full of want and need. He stirred, unable to do much except the whiney sounds of increasing desperate need.

[kersen]

God it felt good to be wanted like this. Even though in the back of Kersen's head, a little voice insisted that it wasn't real, that he wanted him because of his bite, because he was practically drugging him to want him. It was a voice that really upset Kersen, and a circumstance that he wished he could do away with.

He didn't stop kissing him, and with one hand urged Klaus' legs spread and a moment later had a slick finger pushing inside him.