Damon moaned when Ric touched him, a shudder rippling over his skin, and for a moment all he could do was shiver and press harder into him.
He didn't bite down, though, not yet. He liked that skip of anticipation, the way Ric's heartbeat and breathing shifted, the inviting tilt of his head. It wasn't about blood, really, though that was always part of what he hungered for. It was pulling Ric into him, mingling them even more closely that way.
His hand slid back to the other side of Ric's neck, cradling it, holding him there. The lack of live had yet to occur to him--he'd probably curse when it did. He wanted Ric in him in every way possible, and he wasn't above reaching for the lotion on the counter behind them. He nipped again, then ducked his head to tease his tongue over Ric's collarbone.
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Date: 2013-06-02 02:16 am (UTC)Damon moaned when Ric touched him, a shudder rippling over his skin, and for a moment all he could do was shiver and press harder into him.
He didn't bite down, though, not yet. He liked that skip of anticipation, the way Ric's heartbeat and breathing shifted, the inviting tilt of his head. It wasn't about blood, really, though that was always part of what he hungered for. It was pulling Ric into him, mingling them even more closely that way.
His hand slid back to the other side of Ric's neck, cradling it, holding him there. The lack of live had yet to occur to him--he'd probably curse when it did. He wanted Ric in him in every way possible, and he wasn't above reaching for the lotion on the counter behind them. He nipped again, then ducked his head to tease his tongue over Ric's collarbone.