[ Nate laughs, and pulls himself closer. He bites at Lestat's lips, and lifts up his arms so that it's easy to get his t-shirt off. Beneath it, he now has three piercings - both nipples and his navel - and then he nods towards his kitchen counter.
There's three cauldrons on there, one of them bubbling, and they're surrounded by a collection of potion vials. ]
My tonic, I'll need it. And you're welcome to my actual bed if you like, you monster.
[ His fingers thread through Lestat's hair, and he pushes in to kiss his neck. Nate doesn't really know how to bottom, exactly, so he's just doing what he'd normally do. ]
[Lestat has no complaints and simply moves him toward the kitchen, moving behind him to wrap his arms around him. Of course he's pressing kisses all over his neck now while he waits for the tonic to be taken but he does at least wait.
Even if his eyes are glued to the bottles waiting for one to be drained so he'll know the exact moment that Nate is ready.
You are a monster. A bloody impatient, difficult, sexy monster.
[ He skims the bottles, and lifts one from the organised chaos laid out in front of him. He pops it open and downs the lot, shivering as it takes effect through his body.
It warms him. Energises him. And then he drops the vial back to the counter, and lets his head fall back against Lestat's shoulder. His hands come to rest over Lestat's, and his neck stretches out with invitation. ]
[Lestat smiles against his neck as he sees him swallow the tonic. Then he's scraping his fangs against his skin but doesn't quite bite down yet. Instead, he tugs him back to pull him towards the bedroom.]
I love those words even more. They have a nice ring when you say them.
[ Nate murmurs frustration when the tantalising scrape of those fangs is pulled away. This might have surprised him, but he's definitely into it.
He turns to go with the vampire, reminding himself to let Lestat lead. His bedroom, like himself, is ill-prepared for guests; there's a pentagrammic circle on the floor, inside of which is a book that's faintly glowing, and there's a scattering of herbs on the floor. Nate's bed is unmade. He climbs onto it on his knees, pushing the rumpled coverlet aside, and reaching for Lestat with a grin. ]
[If Lestat cares about the state of his room (he doesn't) then he doesn't show it. Instead he waits until Nate is on the bed and then...
Well, in the blink of an eye, he's launched himself across the room to tackle Nate onto it. He kisses him as he helps Nate out of his pants. And by help what it really means it that he tears them off.
[ Nate is so beyond caring about his jeans right now. He'll deal with that later. He pushes himself into Lestat's kiss, licking into his mouth, and automatically trying to control the kiss. He remembers himself a second later, and makes a conscious effort to lean back.
His hands slide up over Lestat's shoulders and into his hair, where they take a grip.
And then he spreads his legs, letting Lestat move between them. His heartbeat spikes in response, as a shade of fear sends adrenaline through him. ]
[ He thought that was exactly what he was supposed to do. But hey, if that's not what Lestat wants...
He can show him the right way.
He lets his hands scrape back down his back, moving over his clothes. They disappear at his touch, and reform in a haze of purple light on the other side of the room. Lestat isn't the only one with tricks. Nate rolls his hips up, grinding them against the vampire's, and then a haze of warmth wraps around his hands. He brings them down Lestat's back, trailing the heat across him, and he kisses him with renewed hunger. This time he lets himself kiss the way he always does, automatically trying to lead and guide it. His teeth nip Lestat's lip and tug on it, eager for more. ]
[He laughs and then watches how the clothes just vanish. Looking over, he laughs again then dives in for another kiss as his pale body lowers to grind down against the heated one beneath him. But for all the biting, he bites right back, intentionally pulling blood from his lip then latching onto it with a moan as he sucks it away.
As he does, his hand moves between them, wrapping around them both to stroke them at the same time. It feels amazing to have that heat against him and he sighs against Nate's mouth as he feels it.]
Yes. Like that. I have never submitted to you so never submit to me.
[ Nate groans at the sharp pain, and quick pull of blood. God, he loves that. He's desperate for that, actually. The pain. The intensity. It's what makes sex with Lestat so good. Nate arches up against him, wanting and needing more. His magically heated hands spread over Lestat's skin, over his back, over his arms, into his hair. He tugs on his hair and moans again. He doesn't hold back; he'll never hurt Lestat, after all, so he pulls hard, wanting him to feel it.
He wants to feel more, himself. Anticipation roils through his stomach. He's nervous, but he wants this. He wants to feel what it's like. He consciously lifts up his legs to dig his heels into the vampire's back, leaving himself bare. ]
[Not when he's got such amazing reactions from his pretty lover. Clawing at him with those heated hands and that pulling of his hair... Lestat groans for him and bites at him again, sucking on the lip he's drawn blood from before he kisses him again. Briefly.]
[ Right. Yeah. And then there's that. Nate feels a rolling wave of anticipation. He points towards his bedside table, and the drawer flies open. Lube darts out to land on the bed.
Nate has used that on himself, sure. To coat his dick, when he's touching himself, or when he's getting ready to go into someone else. It's never been where he knows Lestat's going to put it.
He licks his lips and looks up at the vampire, hand returning to his side. ]
[Lestat rewards him with a kiss for grabbing that for him. Pouring some onto his fingers, he keeps the kiss going on so that he can distract Nate. No point in him thinking too much about what is to come when it will only be pleasant. Too much thought just makes the body tense anyway.
Humming against his lips, he lowers his hand between his legs. A smile is what Nate sees from Lestat as that first questing finger starts to slide in him.]
It will feel strange. But it will get so much better.
[ It's easy to fall into that kiss again. A good distraction.
Then he feels that digit pushing into him, and he's tense and it hurts a bit, but--
But mostly, it's weird. His body isn't unused to stretching in this way, but it doesn't usually do it to let something in. His back arches and he makes a little sound, uncomfortable and not sure that he likes this. His cock twitches with traitorous anticipation, though. It knows what feels good, even if Nate's brain isn't convinced.
His hands come up to attach to Lestat's shoulders, nails digging in. M ]
That...fuck, that feels...big.
[ And he knows it isn't. That's one bloody finger. Nate's breathing shallowly. He nods, licking his lips. ]
[Lestat's teasing him of course, moving that finger inside him to encourage him to relax. When he feels that he's not quite as tense, he works in a second, actually stretching him now as he gives him another kiss.]
I can't wait to hear how big I am when my cock is in you.
Oh, shut up, [ Nate says, with a breathless laugh. That turns into a surprised groan, as Lestat stretches him. It hurts, but in a way that's good, and satisfying.
Nate's fingers claw over Lestat's shoulders and try to pull him closer. His hips lift and his back arches, his body fidgeting as it tries to get used to something foreign. He presses close and bites uselessly at the vampire's shoulder, just wanting more of him. ]
[His skin is so strong that he doesn't have to worry about Nate breaking it with the bite. Instead he shudders and sighs at how that feels, thrusting in a third finger. This is his first time so he'll give him a little more work.]
I am giving you more. Welcome to being the impatient bottom, Nate.
[He laughs and curls his fingers to search for that sweet spot inside him.]
[ Nate gasps. His pupils dilate and his back arches up, reacting to what he's feeling. Three fingers. God, he'd never imagined it would feel so tight. That it could feel so tight. His nails bite into Lestat's shoulders. He thinks it can't get more intense, and then Lestat brushes something so deep, and-
He groans, and curls in on himself. Fuck, that's...good. That's good. ]
I want your bloody cock, Lestat. [ Yes, he's impatient. Rightfully impatient. He pushes his hand up into the vampire's hair and takes a solid grip. ] Fuck me, for god's sake.
[Lestat grins as he shifts to slide his fingers free. Soon he's positioning himself and encouraging those legs around him. A moment later and he's sliding inside of Nate, sighing at how hot his body feels around him.]
I can't deny impatience forever when I've so little myself.
[ Nate lets out a desperate little sound when Lestat's fingers disappear. That leaves him feeling suddenly and horrifically empty. He spreads his legs wide, then, and--
His brain cuts off. He stretches, painfully, around the vampire. His cock jumps, surprising him with it's eagerness, but he lets out a desperate moan as he's filled. He's virginally tight, and his hands clutch Lestat's shoulders like he's clinging on for his life.
His eyes close, and his hips roll. he's not sure whether he's trying to find a comfortable position, or trying to pull Lestat deeper into him. At any rate, the sensation is driving him crazy. He can't catch his breath, his shoulders and chest are so tight, and his cock is weeping with need. Lost for words, he cries out and tips his head back, his throat exposed to the vampire above him. ]
[Lestat only stops because they both honestly need a moment. Nate might not believe it but Lestat is aware of what this first time can be like for a virgin. It's been years but he does know it can be a bit...much. So he stays still as he presses kisses to his lips and smiles down at him.]
Breathe, Nate. Breathe for me.
[And he shifts just a little. Just enough to give Nate that taste of movement that will be what is to come.]
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There's three cauldrons on there, one of them bubbling, and they're surrounded by a collection of potion vials. ]
My tonic, I'll need it. And you're welcome to my actual bed if you like, you monster.
[ His fingers thread through Lestat's hair, and he pushes in to kiss his neck. Nate doesn't really know how to bottom, exactly, so he's just doing what he'd normally do. ]
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[Lestat has no complaints and simply moves him toward the kitchen, moving behind him to wrap his arms around him. Of course he's pressing kisses all over his neck now while he waits for the tonic to be taken but he does at least wait.
Even if his eyes are glued to the bottles waiting for one to be drained so he'll know the exact moment that Nate is ready.
He only has so much patience.]
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You are a monster. A bloody impatient, difficult, sexy monster.
[ He skims the bottles, and lifts one from the organised chaos laid out in front of him. He pops it open and downs the lot, shivering as it takes effect through his body.
It warms him. Energises him. And then he drops the vial back to the counter, and lets his head fall back against Lestat's shoulder. His hands come to rest over Lestat's, and his neck stretches out with invitation. ]
I'm all yours.
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I love those words even more. They have a nice ring when you say them.
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He turns to go with the vampire, reminding himself to let Lestat lead. His bedroom, like himself, is ill-prepared for guests; there's a pentagrammic circle on the floor, inside of which is a book that's faintly glowing, and there's a scattering of herbs on the floor. Nate's bed is unmade. He climbs onto it on his knees, pushing the rumpled coverlet aside, and reaching for Lestat with a grin. ]
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Well, in the blink of an eye, he's launched himself across the room to tackle Nate onto it. He kisses him as he helps Nate out of his pants. And by help what it really means it that he tears them off.
Hopefully he didn't want to keep those.]
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His hands slide up over Lestat's shoulders and into his hair, where they take a grip.
And then he spreads his legs, letting Lestat move between them. His heartbeat spikes in response, as a shade of fear sends adrenaline through him. ]
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No. Don't do that. Hold nothing back. Trust that I have my own power to make sure I stay on top.
[He kisses him again.]
You don't have to submit to me. That isn't what bottoming is.
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I thought...?
[ He thought that was exactly what he was supposed to do. But hey, if that's not what Lestat wants...
He can show him the right way.
He lets his hands scrape back down his back, moving over his clothes. They disappear at his touch, and reform in a haze of purple light on the other side of the room. Lestat isn't the only one with tricks. Nate rolls his hips up, grinding them against the vampire's, and then a haze of warmth wraps around his hands. He brings them down Lestat's back, trailing the heat across him, and he kisses him with renewed hunger. This time he lets himself kiss the way he always does, automatically trying to lead and guide it. His teeth nip Lestat's lip and tug on it, eager for more. ]
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As he does, his hand moves between them, wrapping around them both to stroke them at the same time. It feels amazing to have that heat against him and he sighs against Nate's mouth as he feels it.]
Yes. Like that. I have never submitted to you so never submit to me.
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He wants to feel more, himself. Anticipation roils through his stomach. He's nervous, but he wants this. He wants to feel what it's like. He consciously lifts up his legs to dig his heels into the vampire's back, leaving himself bare. ]
Fuck, you feel good. Don't...fuck, don't stop.
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[Not when he's got such amazing reactions from his pretty lover. Clawing at him with those heated hands and that pulling of his hair... Lestat groans for him and bites at him again, sucking on the lip he's drawn blood from before he kisses him again. Briefly.]
I need to prepare you.
[Basically, tell him where the lube is.]
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Nate has used that on himself, sure. To coat his dick, when he's touching himself, or when he's getting ready to go into someone else. It's never been where he knows Lestat's going to put it.
He licks his lips and looks up at the vampire, hand returning to his side. ]
Should be plenty.
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[Lestat rewards him with a kiss for grabbing that for him. Pouring some onto his fingers, he keeps the kiss going on so that he can distract Nate. No point in him thinking too much about what is to come when it will only be pleasant. Too much thought just makes the body tense anyway.
Humming against his lips, he lowers his hand between his legs. A smile is what Nate sees from Lestat as that first questing finger starts to slide in him.]
It will feel strange. But it will get so much better.
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Then he feels that digit pushing into him, and he's tense and it hurts a bit, but--
But mostly, it's weird. His body isn't unused to stretching in this way, but it doesn't usually do it to let something in. His back arches and he makes a little sound, uncomfortable and not sure that he likes this. His cock twitches with traitorous anticipation, though. It knows what feels good, even if Nate's brain isn't convinced.
His hands come up to attach to Lestat's shoulders, nails digging in. M ]
That...fuck, that feels...big.
[ And he knows it isn't. That's one bloody finger. Nate's breathing shallowly. He nods, licking his lips. ]
I can take it. Don't stop.
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[Lestat's teasing him of course, moving that finger inside him to encourage him to relax. When he feels that he's not quite as tense, he works in a second, actually stretching him now as he gives him another kiss.]
I can't wait to hear how big I am when my cock is in you.
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Nate's fingers claw over Lestat's shoulders and try to pull him closer. His hips lift and his back arches, his body fidgeting as it tries to get used to something foreign. He presses close and bites uselessly at the vampire's shoulder, just wanting more of him. ]
I can take it. Just...give me more, please.
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I am giving you more. Welcome to being the impatient bottom, Nate.
[He laughs and curls his fingers to search for that sweet spot inside him.]
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He groans, and curls in on himself. Fuck, that's...good. That's good. ]
I want your bloody cock, Lestat. [ Yes, he's impatient. Rightfully impatient. He pushes his hand up into the vampire's hair and takes a solid grip. ] Fuck me, for god's sake.
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[Lestat grins as he shifts to slide his fingers free. Soon he's positioning himself and encouraging those legs around him. A moment later and he's sliding inside of Nate, sighing at how hot his body feels around him.]
I can't deny impatience forever when I've so little myself.
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His brain cuts off. He stretches, painfully, around the vampire. His cock jumps, surprising him with it's eagerness, but he lets out a desperate moan as he's filled. He's virginally tight, and his hands clutch Lestat's shoulders like he's clinging on for his life.
His eyes close, and his hips roll. he's not sure whether he's trying to find a comfortable position, or trying to pull Lestat deeper into him. At any rate, the sensation is driving him crazy. He can't catch his breath, his shoulders and chest are so tight, and his cock is weeping with need. Lost for words, he cries out and tips his head back, his throat exposed to the vampire above him. ]
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Breathe, Nate. Breathe for me.
[And he shifts just a little. Just enough to give Nate that taste of movement that will be what is to come.]
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Then Lestat shifts, and some intense kind of heat goes through Nate. He groans, and then he does breathe, and his arms go tightly around Lestat. ]
Oh god. I...don't stop, please, I--