Alcuin

[thenorthman]

Once Kersen and his progeny were out of his club, Eric finally flew off to Alcuin's home. He hadn't been here since that first night he had met the boy, and now he stood outside his door, wondering what the fuck he was even doing here. Caring about a human, or close enough.

Still, he rang the bell, standing on the doorstep and listening for Alcuin's approach through the door.

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[thenorthman]

"Tell me about those dreams," Eric asked against his skin, then clicked his fangs out to scrape them lightly down Alcuin's chest, raising twin, thin lines of blood he then licked.

[alcuin]

"They haven't changed much," Alcuin admitted softly, since he had told Eric about them that first time they'd been together. He gasped in pleasure when Eric scraped his fangs against his chest. "Here mostly, you're in my bed as if waking me. Sometimes you're rough. Sometimes it's more a feeling, an image. I wake up hard and aching, with an image of your body and of white sheets covered with drops of blood."

[thenorthman]

"I'm not going to waste your blood," Eric told him, and moved back up his body in a flash, catching his mouth in another hungry kiss. His fangs were gone again, but there was a faint aftertaste of copper to his kiss.

[alcuin]

Alcuin didn't answer (even though he had wondered if there were circumstances where it could be messy regardless), too distracted by the kiss. He groaned and wrapped his arms around Eric's neck, trying to get even closer.

[thenorthman]

Oh, there were. But with Alcuin having already lost blood to a vampire today, Eric wasn't going to feed very much from him, or spill a drop of precious blood if he could help it. Propped up on just one hand as they kissed, his other one traveled down Alcuin's chest, keeping him down and exploring smooth flesh and ridged scars, seeming to enjoy both just as much.

[alcuin]

When Eric started touching him, Alcuin dropped his arms from his neck to give him better access. Though he did lift a palm to Eric's chest, which... god, even with the barrier of Eric's shirt between their skin, was perfect. He may have been the most beautiful man Alcuin had ever been with, and that was probably saying something. It made Alcuin feel like some infatuated, inexperienced schoolboy. Which was ridiculous, because he knew how to please a man.

[thenorthman]

Eric sat up to get rid of his shirt, then leaned down to lick a wet path along the edge of Alcuin's burn scars, eyes on the boy's face to see his reaction.

[alcuin]

Eric shirtless was a thing of beauty; Alcuin was so distracted that he didn't notice at first where Eric had licked, but then he did and he shuddered. He found a scar on Eric's chest and dragged his fingers over it.

"I think you are the sort of man who would be less interested in perfection," he said softly.

The truth was, Alcuin would not do well in his former profession, as he was now. Between the burns and the two prominent stab wounds, his body was no longer perfect but perhaps even distasteful to some.

[thenorthman]

"I'm not the sort of creature to believe in perfection," Eric shot back, and trailed a line of open-mouthed kisses across those burn marks.

[alcuin]

Alcuin smiled, liking that answer very much. "I will tell you the stories sometime if you want to hear them," he said, partly because he found himself wanting to ask Eric how he got some of his scars. As a warrior, he imagined. Better than Alcuin's stories. "Though I'm afraid they aren't happy ones."

[thenorthman]

"Later," Eric told him, moving back up his body to kiss the boy again.

[alcuin]

"Yes, later," Alcuin gasped before their mouths met again. He slid his hands onto Eric, sliding over muscle, pausing to brush a thumb over a nipple.

[thenorthman]

Eric grazed blunt teeth over Alcuin's bottom lip, then moved off of him in a flash, sitting by the side of the bed for a second, long enough to unlace and get off his boots, vampire-fast. His socks went the same way, and he'd opened his belt and fly as he covered Alcuin's body with his own again.

Some parts of getting undressed were worth taking your time for. Others, not so much.

[alcuin]

"That's amazing to watch," Alcuin said breathlessly as he arched towards him. He had on only pajama pants now, though his erection was straining them.

[thenorthman]

Eric's tongue was cooler than Alcuin's skin as he licked over his nipple, then laved over it for a moment, teasing it thoroughly. The hand he was not propped on slid down the boy's side and into his pyjama pants to palm his ass, and he grazed his teeth over Alcuin's hard nipple.

[alcuin]

Alcuin groaned and slid a hand up into Eric's hair. The teasing was driving him mad. On the other hand, it was nice, because... well, he'd wondered after the first time they were together, if Eric actually wanted him, or if the sex was just a way to get to his blood. But if that were the case, why would he bother? And besides, he'd already said that Alcuin couldn't afford to give much more blood tonight...

[thenorthman]

Eric straightened up, tugging Alcuin's loose pants down just under his ass - since he was between his knees, it couldn't go much farther than that right now. It was more than enough to free the boy's erection from its constraint, however, and Eric looked up from it and at Alcuin, then brushed cool fingers against his balls in a gentle caress. "Where do you keep your lube?"

[alcuin]

Alcuin let out a soft whimper as soon as Eric touched him. "There's some in the drawer just there," he said, pointing to the bedside table.

[thenorthman]

This time, Eric moved at normal speed, and leisurely at that. He got off the bed and stepped over to the table, found the bottle in the drawer, and dropped it on the bed. Then he just as leisurely dropped his jeans and stepped out of them. All the while, he was watching Alcuin, even as he climbed back on the bed, clicking his fangs out and raising a faint line of blood across one of the boy's thighs.

[alcuin]

"Oh god," Alcuin breathed. He wondered if he should be bothered by how much that part turned him on. He'd always been uneasy with some of his desires, and Eric seemed to be the embodiment of most of those.

[thenorthman]

Eric gathered every droplet of blood on his tongue and savored them, his eyes still on Alcuin as he swallowed. Then he shifted over and did the exact same thing on his other thigh.

[alcuin]

Alcuin's cock twitched as arousal flooded through him. "You can have whatever you like from me," he said softly.

[thenorthman]

The pointed tip of Eric's tongue had trailed up that line of blood, and now Eric closed his lips and swallowed. His fangs were still out as he advised Alcuin, "Don't make promises you're not sure you can hold."

[alcuin]

Alcuin seemed to consider this briefly and then said, "You're right. I don't know what you might want from me. But... I do want to give you what I can."

[thenorthman]

"Pick one of your dreams about me," Eric told him, stretching over his body again, "right now, one that makes you blush just thinking about it." His fangs traced twin lines of blood just short of his nipple.