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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[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.”

[seanceinfurs]

"It's just quiet," Klaus said as he inclimed his head a little to register the lack of heartbeat. "I hadn't really noticed before."

[kersen]

"Humans can be remarkably unobservant," Kersen teased.

This was nice, laying in bed with someone. Just chatting, like everything was normal.

"Any other questions?" he murmured. He owed him that.

[seanceinfurs]

"How'd you become a vampire?" Klaus asked, perfectly happy to chat.

[kersen]

Kersen had been expecting questions more about vampires in general, but he didn't mind answering this one. "The short version is that another vampire turned me a very long time ago," he said. "With my consent, though I confess was rather young and stupid at the time. Or were you curious about the mechanics?"

[seanceinfurs]

Klaus wasn't a really curious person. It was probably the effects of drink and drugs, but he kinda floated around everything else.

"No, I was just wondering how long you've been like this."

[kersen]

"Since the seventeenth century," Kersen said matter-of-factly. "I was already wearing dresses when I was turned, though back then it was just because women weren't allowed to act."

[seanceinfurs]

"You never faked being a woman?" Klaus asked, curiously.