Klaus
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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..."
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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He sighed, still feeling a bit of a high. "This is a very cool way to feed, though."
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"Oh, right," Klaus said, sobering up a little. "I just meant the sex was great. But yeah, I guess it's not so great when its a daily routine for survival."
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"And I said yes," Klaus assured. "Because you're hot."
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"I'm not typical," he said with a smile.
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He also thought that getting too greedy with it might not go down so well. So, instead, he turned and kissed him properly.
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He angled his body a little, and slid his fingers lightly into Klaus' hair.
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"Well, something's getting eager," he teased, glancing down to his own cock. "Might need a little...boost."
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He pulled away a little, and clicked out his fingers. Though rather than moving to Klaus' neck, he brought his own wrist to his mouth and used a fang to pierce the skin until there was a thin line of blood. "Taste," he said quietly, and held his wrist to Klaus' mouth. "It's a different kind of drug."
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He eyed Kersen and leaned in, kissed his wrist and then sucked. It was such an intimate thing, strange and... And as he tasted the blood, he instantly felt why Kersen had done it. He felt alive. More alive than he'd ever felt. It was awesome. He wanted more. So he sucked.
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