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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"Yes," he breathed, relieved, and replaced his fingers with his cock. He pushed in, groaned and kissed Kersen's neck hard as he fucked him.
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"I - I shouldn't - " he managed, slightly breathless and sounding unsure.
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Klaus wasn't sure what to do either. He really wanted a bite, but he got the feeling that if he pushed it, Kersen would stop doing it, since he had mentioned addiction and stuff and being careful. But he really did want a bite.
He stopped for a bit. "It's okay. Didn't mean to...make you uncomfortable. I just...you know. It was hot. But I don't need it or anything." God, he hoped Kersen would bite him.
He kissed him as if to assure him. And also because it brought his skin close to Kersen.
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"Show me your fangs. I want to see them."
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And Klaus kissed him then, and passed his tongue over the fangs too, and pressed his tongue up a little. Perhaps he could draw blood.
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"Bite me," he repeated his words of earlier, but they sounded like more of a demand than a request and he eyed Kersen with dark eyes.
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Klaus had gotten into a good position, too. So even with Kersen's wrists still pinned above his head, he was able to shift his body and turn his head so that he could sink his fangs into klaus' throat.
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Klaus groaned and cursed and fucked and he could swear it was the best damned sex ever.
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He wasn't going to last. And he didn't want to last. So, he reached between them to grab Kersen's cock, hoping he was just as close.
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Kersen clenched and Klaus bit down on a soft spot near his throat. With a few more thrusts he too was coming, with a loud groan that sounded a lot like Kersen's name.
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