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]

The walls were thick. And Kersen loved the passion with which Klaus reacted, fucking loved hearing him scream.

A couple more hard thrusts and Kersen was coming as well, burying his face against Klaus' neck with a groan, but with his fangs cleanly sheathed now.

When it was over, he lifted his head and looked down at him, to see if he seemed okay.

[seanceinfurs]

It took a while before Klaus dared open his eyes. When he did he practically saw a vision; Kersen, disheveled and just perfect.

"That. Was awesome. I mean... Yeah."

[kersen]

Kersen smiled, an expression on his face something like relief. "Yes," he agreed quietly, and brushed his lips against the side of Klaus' mouth before pulling out of him and settling on the bed beside him. "You're feeling all right? Not lightheaded?"

[seanceinfurs]

"A bit," Klaus didn't lie as he settled against Kersen. Really, they hadn't discussed if Klaus could stay, but Klaus assumed. If I had to leave, someone should tell him.

[kersen]

"Stay here," said Kersen gently as he carefully extracted himself from Klaus. "I'll be right back." And he got out of the bed and padded naked over to the kitchen, then returned a few minutes later with a glass of orange juice.

[seanceinfurs]

Klaus found a pillow and laid back against it. He was sore and high and he smiled lazily as he admired Kersen's naked form.

"Oh, thanks," he said, pleasantly surprised by this thoughtful gesture and shifted a little to allow Kersen to climb in bed again. "Not what expected of tonight..." he admitted. "But man, that was great."

[kersen]

Kersen climbed into the bed next to him, making sure that Klaus sipped the orange juice first before saying, "I certainly wasn't expecting that either. Thank you. I... hope I wasn't too rough with you. I got a bit carried away."

[seanceinfurs]

"Yeah," Klaus grinned, clearly not minding in the least. "I'll have something to remember you by in the morning," he winked.

[kersen]

Kersen smiled a little sheepishly. "You can stay, of course," he said. "In fact, I'd like it if you did."

[seanceinfurs]

Klaus didn't necessarily have sex because he needed a place to stay, or because he was drawn to someone beyond sexual appeal, but when he had sex in a bed, he did like to stay. He didn't have sex with people he didn't subsequently enjoy spending a night against. That didn't mean that it didn't happen; it wasn't always up to him. But when it was; he liked to snuggle.

He smiled warmly. "I'd like that very much," he said. He closed in to settle against Kersen and sighed happily. "Man... what's in that bite?" He asked as his eyes fell shut.

[kersen]

"I don't think I can really answer that," said Kersen. "But it doesn't seem to have affected you particularly strongly." He settled more comfortably himself, and then finally said, "Do you have more questions?"

[seanceinfurs]

"What's it like for you?" Klaus asked. "I mean, when you bite me... is it just a snack or... does it affect you too?"

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[kersen]

"Mmmm well... you know how a particularly amazing piece of chocolate can almost feel orgasmic? It's a bit like that." Though of course he hadn't had chocolate in so long that he didn't actually remember what it tasted like. "Though of course, it's also just very... intimate."

There was also the fact that, because Kersen didn't tend to drink straight from the vein very often, that when he did it was often with someone he was intimate with. So the wires in his brain for blood and sex had gotten all intertwined a very long time ago.

[seanceinfurs]

"Yeah, it is," Klaus agreed, feeling quite at ease against Kersen. There was something about him, somehow. Something calming. "I liked it," he admitted.

[kersen]

"Good, I'm glad," Kersen said gently. "I mean, you were... that was fucking great. I haven't had sex that good in a while."

[seanceinfurs]

Drugs aside, Klaus was into quite a lot when it came to sex, but he didn't feel the need to divulge that here. "Oh, thanks," he said instead. "I mean, I thought it was pretty damned awesome too, but... I think you must have heard that."

[kersen]

"Yeah, that part was nice, too," Kersen said with a quirked smile. "You've also... taken this all very much in stride. Vampires, I mean. You don't actually seem that curious - you must have already had one foot in the supernatural world."

[seanceinfurs]

Klaus smiled and belatedly explained one of his tattoos. He held out his arm and pointed at the Umbrella Academy symbol. "Ever heard of us? The Umbrella Academy. We were a thing, before it all went to shit. Six kids with powers. So yeah, I've seen stuff."

[kersen]

"I haven't," Kersen said, and traced a finger over the tattoo. He did like tattoos, after all. "But I've certainly heard of far stranger things myself. So you have... powers?"

[seanceinfurs]

"I commute with the dead," Klaus provided. He left it there to sink in. It was the sort of thing that usually required some sinking in.

[kersen]

"Oh," said Kersen, and then after a moment added, "You mean actual dead people? Not like... dead in the way that I'm dead."

[seanceinfurs]

"Dead people," Klaus provided. He passed a finger by his neck to indicate the slitting of a throat and then turned it into a fist as if hanging himself from a noose, then pointed a gun and pointed it at his own head and blew a raspberry as if shooting himself. Dead people. All manner of dead people.

[kersen]

Kersen thought that as far as powers went that didn't seem like the most useful one. "I can see how that might not be entirely pleasant," he said, thinking of the many, many deaths he'd seen in his lifetime.

[seanceinfurs]

"It's fine," Klaus lied easily. He didn't want to go into it right now He was pleasantly buzzed and pleasantly spent and he didn't want it ruined by ghosts.

"So, you're dead," he changed the subject. Sort of. "That explains the lack of heart-beat... And you're cold. Not freezing, just... not warm."

[kersen]

“Do you find that unpleasant?” Kersen asked, not directly answering the question. “Some people find the lack of a heartbeat unnerving.”