The touch, in combination with Elijah's words drew the singularly most starkly conflicted response from Ric that he'd ever experienced.
It sent off alarm bells, deeply rooted ones that went past just personal experience and into the more primal part of himself that recognized itself as prey, and would have even if Elijah hadn't used the word predator. It was chilling, made his heart lurch, and the hair on the back of his neck and arms stand up.
It was also erotic as hell, somehow, and even having just come had him flushed and his pupils dilating. Not entirely coincidental, he'd long ago made friends with fear, sought it out, enjoyed the rush. But not... like this, not so basically primal and physical.
That he'd cried himself out on Elijah, and certainly hadn't been hurt tempered it all, down to something that kept him from snarling or pressing closer, but the entire, confused, reaction was still there. And in many ways being so emotionally drained and free let the reaction happen, without the internal resistance he could have put up, otherwise.
He took a deep breath, more than a little shaky on the exhale. "Lions don't usually fuck gazelles?" he offered, though it was ridiculous and he knew it. Shaken? Oh, yes.
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Date: 2013-06-23 05:38 am (UTC)It sent off alarm bells, deeply rooted ones that went past just personal experience and into the more primal part of himself that recognized itself as prey, and would have even if Elijah hadn't used the word predator. It was chilling, made his heart lurch, and the hair on the back of his neck and arms stand up.
It was also erotic as hell, somehow, and even having just come had him flushed and his pupils dilating. Not entirely coincidental, he'd long ago made friends with fear, sought it out, enjoyed the rush. But not... like this, not so basically primal and physical.
That he'd cried himself out on Elijah, and certainly hadn't been hurt tempered it all, down to something that kept him from snarling or pressing closer, but the entire, confused, reaction was still there. And in many ways being so emotionally drained and free let the reaction happen, without the internal resistance he could have put up, otherwise.
He took a deep breath, more than a little shaky on the exhale. "Lions don't usually fuck gazelles?" he offered, though it was ridiculous and he knew it. Shaken? Oh, yes.