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[brushoff]

"You've reached the inbox of one Dorian Gray. Don't forget to leave me a message. If you're interesting, I'll get back to you."

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[loveisall]

Godric knows what he's doing, and so he doesn't move Dorian's hand. "You can't go at your pace," he reminds him. "You must go at theirs. Whoever you're paired with. Dancy has tested me many times in that way. I push her too far and she retreats. I don't push her hard enough and she stagnates. It's an often infuriating dance."

[brushoff]

Ostensibly, they're talking about wardens and inmates. But Dorian also senses that they might be talking about something else as well.

"That's the problem," he says, with a small laugh. "Because I know I'm egotistical enough to think that my pace is the best pace of them all—no matter what the circumstances are."

As if to prove that, he leans in to give Godric a kiss on the lips. And, if Dorian detects even a hint of willingness, that kiss is gonna have tongue.

[loveisall]

Godric allows the kiss, opening up to him, trailing fingers along his jaw. But he pulls back after a moment, brushing his thumb against his bottom lip. "You are very charming, Mr. Gray."

He knows that he's still reeling from the loss of so many. From his conversation with Archer. From everything that he's gone through. Still, this seems a good distraction.

[brushoff]

He's charming and he knows it. Dorian can't help but grin as he gives Godric's thigh a small squeeze.

"Call me Dorian," he says. Godric isn't stopping him. Dorian's going to continue. He leans in for another kiss, this time slipping in even more tongue.

[loveisall]

Godric absolutely won't be doing that.

But what he does is draw him close, encouraging him. He's a blessing, honestly, this arrogant human, and Godric's not about to give him up.

"We should go inside," he suggests when he finally pulls back.

[brushoff]

"We should," Dorian grins. "My room or yours?"

Because in his mind, this will very soon progress past kissing.

[loveisall]

"Yours," is the easy reply. Godric shares a cabin with Annie and he hasn't told her yet about Dorian, which means that he's not sure if she's out or not. And that's not a conversation he wants to have just yet. Not when something needs to be this quick and simple.

[brushoff]

"Mine it is," Dorian says. He pushes himself up from his seat and gestures for Godric to follow him. There's a moment before he teases, "Try not to get my blood on the furniture."

Sheets can be easily cleaned. Couches? Not so much.

[loveisall]

Godric picks up his sketchbook and tucks the pencil behind his ear. "I am two thousand years old, Mr. Gray," he says with a long suffering sigh. "Please give me more credit than that."

But he will follow wherever he goes.

[brushoff]

"Two thousand years old but you've never met anyone like me," he teases.

When they reach Dorian's room, Dorian opens his door, gesturing for Godric to enter. His room enters into a hallway with multiple doors. One leads to a kitchenette, one leads to a bathroom, one leads to his bedroom. There's also a hatch in the ceiling, leading to Dorian's attic.

The bedroom is a mixture of old and new. Old paneling, old flooring, some old furniture. New lighting, a new rug, new sheets and bedding. And once they're inside, Dorian moves to pull Godric towards him as he kisses him absolutely filthy.

[loveisall]

After taking just a few seconds to get a good look at his cabin, Godric loops arms around his neck at the kiss. His fangs drop and he forgets to be careful, dragging sharp teeth along his lip and tasting blood for the first time with a gasp and a bitten back moan.

He backs up almost instantly and hesitates, wanting that explicit consent from him as he brings his fingers up, touching fingertips to his lips.

[brushoff]

Godric gets a moan of pleasure from Dorian as he feels those fangs scrape on his lip. He's missed that. Christ, how he's missed that sensation.

Dorian briefly frowns when Godric pulls away. But his brain quickly catches up and he manages to figure out what's going on.

"Drink from me as deeply as you want. I don't mind. You're not the first vampire I've fucked so I know what to expect."

Cw: blood and vampirism just nsfw from here on down

[loveisall]

He arches a brow at that. "Don't draw blood on me," he tells him softly, hands on Dorian's hips, thumbs pressing deeply into his skin. "That's my only boundary."

And his tone says that it is a firm one.

"Otherwise..."

He shrugs before hooking an arm around his neck to drag him down into a bruising kiss.

sexy sexy vampire times

[brushoff]

Dorian lets out a mmpf of pleasure as Godric drags him into a kiss. He's giving just as well as he's getting, kissing Godric hard in the hopes he can leave a bruise. And, as he does so, Dorian starts to lightly push Godric towards his bed.

They are going to take advantage of his very expensive mattress, thank you very much. Clothes can be taken off when they get there.

[loveisall]

Godric follows him back, kicking off his shoes in the process. "Sit down," he tells him firmly in between breathless kisses.

As he does so, he slides his hands up underneath Dorian's expensive shirt. "And take this off."

[brushoff]

"Happily." Seated on the bed, Dorian starts to unbutton his shirt. It's quick at first but if he catches Godric looking, then he'll slow down, doing more of a striptease and taking his sweet time as he gets his shirt unbuttoned. And hey, don't mind him going ahead and taking his hands down to unbutton his trousers once the shirt's fully off.

[loveisall]

Godric just sighs, sliding into his lap, knees straddling his hips as he stills Dorian's hand.

"Your vanity and beauty mean nothing to me," he tells him softly, more teasing than anything as he presses his chest against him, breathing him in, nudging his nose against his neck, now bare.

"I can hear your heartbeat here. Right in your throat."

[brushoff]

Dorian lets out a little murmur of delight as he feels Godric up against him, his head against Dorian's neck. He's missed this. He's missed this so much.

"You'll always hear my heartbeat," he murmurs. "Drink from me, slash my throat, do whatever the hell you want and you'll still hear my heart, pumping away."

[loveisall]

Godric laughs softly in his ear. "I'm not going to tear your throat open," he tells him, barely above a whisper before he sinks his teeth into his neck.

There's no analgesic. Godric can give him no relief from the pain, but he leans into it, not drinking from him as much as he does simply savor the bite itself, rocking his hips into him.

[brushoff]

Dorian lets out a hiss and a laugh of pleasure. There's no analgesic but fuck it. Dorian loves the pain. He rocks into Godric, grinning all the while as he moves his hands so that he can reach the man's back. Once he feels Godric beneath him, Dorian just clenches, digging his fingers in to hold on as tight as possible.

[loveisall]

Godric pulls back, trailing his tongue along his skin to catch the blood that falls. Dorian's hands, his fingers, against his back are exquisite, and he can't help but press into him slightly. "Ah, Mr. Gray," he grins, sitting up, brushing red from his mouth. "Now I've had what I want - tell me what you want."

[brushoff]

"Bite me," Dorian says, wide grin still on his face. "Bite me, take your fill, tear my throat. Just whatever you do, make sure I feel it and make sure you act decisively." His fingers are still digging in as he grins. "Don't hold back."

[loveisall]

Godric sits back, still straddling his hips, but looks at his face with a shake of his head. There's a quick ache in him, of longing and grief, but he covers it up as he gives him a bruising kiss, one hand tangling in Dorian's hair as he starts to undress him completely.

There's a reason he's with Dorian now - it's a distraction. He make him happy. He's...everything he wants.

[brushoff]

Dorian pulls against Godric's hand slightly. Not in a way where he's trying to get away, more in a way where he's trying to get more tension, to feel Godric tug on him. But also, he pulls in a way where he conveniently bares his neck.

This is lovely. And hell, who knows. Maybe having another vampire as a lover, maybe taking Godric on, can help further push back Toby in his mind. Because even now, Dorian still misses the man.

[loveisall]

The skin of his neck is already healed which Godric only has time to momentarily marvel at. It's the sort of gift that Godric can appreciate. Especially now.

With light fingers, he ghosts a touch along Dorian's neck, trailing to a spot on his shoulder before pushing his shirt from it. And there he leans forward and sinks in his teeth - just above his collarbone - just as that same hand moves to unbutton Dorian's jeans.

It's honestly a terrible place to get too much blood, but if Dorian's after a little pain, then Godric's going to give him that.