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]

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.

[kersen]

When Kersen had come down off of the orgasm and felt Klaus finish as well, he relaxed his grip on him. "That was so good," he whispered, almost a sigh, even as he ignored a pang of guilt that he'd given in and bitten him again. Klaus seemed fine, after all. No harm done.

[seanceinfurs]

Boneless, Klaus fell off of Kersen, but stayed close and found the same spot he'd been lying against before. "That was great. I mean, I've never had anything like it... You're amazing."

[kersen]

Kersen knew very well that it wasn't just him, but he allowed himself the pleasure of thinking so for a moment anyway. He smiled, and then murmured, "You're not so bad yourself."

[seanceinfurs]

Klaus smiled. "Why thank you very much," he said. "But I think I'm just going to pass out now. Hard work and all that."

He passed a hand by his lips and noticed a smear of blood coming from his mouth. He'd been accused of some wicked kinks before, but this one was new. And he didn't mind it at all. He placed his hand on Kersen's chest and sighed contently.

[kersen]

Kersen settled himself with an arm around Klaus as well, a hand sliding over his heart. He loved feeling someone else's heartbeat. It was one of the reasons he loved sleeping next to someone, and finding it soothing, he'd have no trouble sleeping either.