[ Blood-slick and slippery between them, Lestat leaking like a tap; Louis can smell it as well as feel it, every pulse of his cock matched by the clench and ripple of the muscles inside him. Enough to drive anyone to the edge even before the fangs get involved.
When they do, though -- the first time in years, in decades, and it still feels like the first time ever between them and the last time, somewhere back in New Orleans. The sharing of the bond, sacred pain. It hurts and it feels like dying all over again, being reborn into something new and wonderful.
Louis cries out a wordless sound as Lestat's teeth sink home, then again as he feels the drawing pull, the drinking of his being. Mindless with it, he slams his hips into Lestat, drives his cock deep into him as his orgasm crashes through his body, a pleasure like a lightning bolt from the open wound on his throat directly to his balls. Raw, ragged animal noises coming from him, shamelessly loud as he feels himself spilling deep inside Lestat for a long, long time.
Then, shuddering as he subsides, full body twitches all the way up from the floor. Pulling his claws out of the backsplash to stroke Lestat's hair, he rocks him almost like a child he's trying to comfort, murmuring half-soothing nonsense in the comedown. The slide into him made slick and easy, fucking him in shallow thrusts; Louis lets go of a shaky laugh. ]
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When they do, though -- the first time in years, in decades, and it still feels like the first time ever between them and the last time, somewhere back in New Orleans. The sharing of the bond, sacred pain. It hurts and it feels like dying all over again, being reborn into something new and wonderful.
Louis cries out a wordless sound as Lestat's teeth sink home, then again as he feels the drawing pull, the drinking of his being. Mindless with it, he slams his hips into Lestat, drives his cock deep into him as his orgasm crashes through his body, a pleasure like a lightning bolt from the open wound on his throat directly to his balls. Raw, ragged animal noises coming from him, shamelessly loud as he feels himself spilling deep inside Lestat for a long, long time.
Then, shuddering as he subsides, full body twitches all the way up from the floor. Pulling his claws out of the backsplash to stroke Lestat's hair, he rocks him almost like a child he's trying to comfort, murmuring half-soothing nonsense in the comedown. The slide into him made slick and easy, fucking him in shallow thrusts; Louis lets go of a shaky laugh. ]
Gon' have to pay for the wall.