Elijah/Sharpe - 09 - Erzabeta - Now you're just asking for trouble
[cross posted to: blood_quarter and elegantpoison
Wiping the bar down, Elijah tossed the rag to the bartender. "Works better when you actually do it," he said in a growl and moved to his stool.
Sharpe pushed his way through the throng of bodies that were packed into Erzabeta. He was never more grateful for his superior vampire senses as he was in that moment, he didn't have to look far to find his goal. Leaning across the bar, he purred "Hello imp."
Looking up, a deep scowl on his face, Elijah breaks into a grin. "Dickles! Hey!"
"Did I catch you at a bad time," he couldn't help but notice the tension in Elijah's face when he approached.
"No, actually a perfect time," Elijah said, coming around the bar and reaching to hug Richard. "What'cha been doing?"
"Nothing terribly exciting," Richard pulled Elijah in close, kissing his cheek. "Thought I'd come and see how my favorite little imp was doing."
Laughing Elijah looked at the crowd and shrugged. "Noisy in here. Wanna go upstairs?"
"Do you even have to ask?"
"C'mon then handsome," Elijah said. "Hey! Kev, I'm out of here," he called to a bartender and waved, leading Richard into the relative silence of the stairway and up to his apartment.
Whistling playful, Sharpe followed Elijah up the stairs. "Nice view Elijah"
Wiggling his ass, Elijah glanced over his shoulder. "Why thank ya kindly." He unlocked the door and drew Richard inside. "Welcome to my home."
As soon as they were through the door, Richard pulled Elijah in for a kiss. "Missed you imp."
Practically crawling Richard, Elijah clung to him. "You too." He opened to the kiss, kissing back, as his hands moved over the strong back.
Richard couldn't get close enough to Elijah. Throwing himself into the kiss, his hands played across the smaller vamp's body, finally settling in two prime locations: the tangled mess of hair and the curve of his ass.
"Mmmm," Elijah said, nipping at Richard's lip and pulling back to look into his green eyes. "Damn I like your mouth and lips and tongue and eyes and body and ...."
He cut off Elijah's list with another kiss. Sharpe had not come here to jump Elijah, but he couldn't seem to stop the inevitable pull he felt in the other vamp's presence.
Finally pulling away, Elijah's eye sparkled. "Damn." He grinned. "Sit down, kay?"
"I think I might need to after that," Sharpe gave a breathless laugh. He flopped down onto the couch, legs spread wide and arms open waiting for Elijah to join him.
Crawling into Richard's lap, Elijah licked his throat. "Mmmm."
"I just fed," Richard offered.
"Can I?" Elijah whispered.
Sharpe didn't reply verbally. Instead he pulled his head aside, exposing his neck.
Licking at it again, Elijah gently sank his fangs in, pausing for a moment before pulling them out and beginning to suck at the warm coppery blood. He gripped Richard's shirt tight, holding himself close.
Running his hand along Elijah's back, Richard whispered in his ear, "I'm not going anywhere imp."
Drinking, Elijah murmured softly, hands petting Richard until he finally lapped at the holes and closed them. He laid his head against Richard's chest and sighed. "Mmm, I love that..."
"Why do you think I fed," Sharpe teased, wrapping his arms around the vampire curled up against his chest.
Snickering Elijah rubbed his face over the cloth of Richard's shirt, smelling him and rubbing his smell on the man. "Ya spoil me."
"Yeah I suppose I do," he kissed the top of Elijah's head. "Suppose I should stop before you get too used to it."
Making an indignant sound, Elijah looked up, squinting at Richard. "Better not even try that shit. I deserve to be spoiled." He grinned.
"You think so? Really?" Richard's fingers traveled to Elijah's side, playfully tickling the smaller vampire.
Squirming and giggling, Elijah rolled to the side, moving to straddle Richard's lap. "Now see here, you better stop."
Richard looked up at Elijah defiantly, "or what?"
"Oh now, you wanna challenge me?" Elijah said, catching one of Richard’s hands and bringing it to his mouth. He nipped at the thumb. "Really?"
"Maybe I do." Richard couldn't explain the sudden playful behavior, but he surely was enjoying himself
Elijah's eyebrow rose. "Oh see now, you're just asking for trouble." He grinned as he tightened his knees on Richard's hips, trying to grab his other hand.
He didn't struggle too hard. No, Richard wanted to be caught.
Wrestling around a bit, Elijah laughed as he 'pinned' Richard’s hands over his head. "Now, I got ya. You're at my mercy."
"What are you going to do with me, now that you've caught me," Richard purred, lifting his hips to grind against Elijah's.
"Might just keep you," Elijah said in a groan.
"Might just let you."
Elijah tilted his head and leaned in, kissing Richard softly as he pulled his hands down and held them. "Kay," he said with a grin.
"Love kissing you, imp," Sharpe smiled up at the other vampire hoping to earn another slow, gentle kiss.
Licking up Richard's throat to his chin, Elijah kissed it and then licked across his lips. He tilted his head and sucked at the full bottom lip before kissing him deeply.
Richard's body arched up, trying to get as close to the other vampire without breaking Elijah's hold on his hands.
"Mmm," Elijah pressed closer, licking into Richard's mouth and rubbing the hard ridge of his teeth.
Needing to get a hold on his rampaging desire, Richard pulled away. "The things you do to me Elijah. I can't even think around you."
Elijah nodded, swallowing. "Hell," he breathes out. "I get near you and it's like I just gotta touch ya."
"I know what you mean, imp," Sharpe sighed. "Now let go of my hands so I can hold you."
Giggling Elijah did as told.
Wiping the bar down, Elijah tossed the rag to the bartender. "Works better when you actually do it," he said in a growl and moved to his stool.
Sharpe pushed his way through the throng of bodies that were packed into Erzabeta. He was never more grateful for his superior vampire senses as he was in that moment, he didn't have to look far to find his goal. Leaning across the bar, he purred "Hello imp."
Looking up, a deep scowl on his face, Elijah breaks into a grin. "Dickles! Hey!"
"Did I catch you at a bad time," he couldn't help but notice the tension in Elijah's face when he approached.
"No, actually a perfect time," Elijah said, coming around the bar and reaching to hug Richard. "What'cha been doing?"
"Nothing terribly exciting," Richard pulled Elijah in close, kissing his cheek. "Thought I'd come and see how my favorite little imp was doing."
Laughing Elijah looked at the crowd and shrugged. "Noisy in here. Wanna go upstairs?"
"Do you even have to ask?"
"C'mon then handsome," Elijah said. "Hey! Kev, I'm out of here," he called to a bartender and waved, leading Richard into the relative silence of the stairway and up to his apartment.
Whistling playful, Sharpe followed Elijah up the stairs. "Nice view Elijah"
Wiggling his ass, Elijah glanced over his shoulder. "Why thank ya kindly." He unlocked the door and drew Richard inside. "Welcome to my home."
As soon as they were through the door, Richard pulled Elijah in for a kiss. "Missed you imp."
Practically crawling Richard, Elijah clung to him. "You too." He opened to the kiss, kissing back, as his hands moved over the strong back.
Richard couldn't get close enough to Elijah. Throwing himself into the kiss, his hands played across the smaller vamp's body, finally settling in two prime locations: the tangled mess of hair and the curve of his ass.
"Mmmm," Elijah said, nipping at Richard's lip and pulling back to look into his green eyes. "Damn I like your mouth and lips and tongue and eyes and body and ...."
He cut off Elijah's list with another kiss. Sharpe had not come here to jump Elijah, but he couldn't seem to stop the inevitable pull he felt in the other vamp's presence.
Finally pulling away, Elijah's eye sparkled. "Damn." He grinned. "Sit down, kay?"
"I think I might need to after that," Sharpe gave a breathless laugh. He flopped down onto the couch, legs spread wide and arms open waiting for Elijah to join him.
Crawling into Richard's lap, Elijah licked his throat. "Mmmm."
"I just fed," Richard offered.
"Can I?" Elijah whispered.
Sharpe didn't reply verbally. Instead he pulled his head aside, exposing his neck.
Licking at it again, Elijah gently sank his fangs in, pausing for a moment before pulling them out and beginning to suck at the warm coppery blood. He gripped Richard's shirt tight, holding himself close.
Running his hand along Elijah's back, Richard whispered in his ear, "I'm not going anywhere imp."
Drinking, Elijah murmured softly, hands petting Richard until he finally lapped at the holes and closed them. He laid his head against Richard's chest and sighed. "Mmm, I love that..."
"Why do you think I fed," Sharpe teased, wrapping his arms around the vampire curled up against his chest.
Snickering Elijah rubbed his face over the cloth of Richard's shirt, smelling him and rubbing his smell on the man. "Ya spoil me."
"Yeah I suppose I do," he kissed the top of Elijah's head. "Suppose I should stop before you get too used to it."
Making an indignant sound, Elijah looked up, squinting at Richard. "Better not even try that shit. I deserve to be spoiled." He grinned.
"You think so? Really?" Richard's fingers traveled to Elijah's side, playfully tickling the smaller vampire.
Squirming and giggling, Elijah rolled to the side, moving to straddle Richard's lap. "Now see here, you better stop."
Richard looked up at Elijah defiantly, "or what?"
"Oh now, you wanna challenge me?" Elijah said, catching one of Richard’s hands and bringing it to his mouth. He nipped at the thumb. "Really?"
"Maybe I do." Richard couldn't explain the sudden playful behavior, but he surely was enjoying himself
Elijah's eyebrow rose. "Oh see now, you're just asking for trouble." He grinned as he tightened his knees on Richard's hips, trying to grab his other hand.
He didn't struggle too hard. No, Richard wanted to be caught.
Wrestling around a bit, Elijah laughed as he 'pinned' Richard’s hands over his head. "Now, I got ya. You're at my mercy."
"What are you going to do with me, now that you've caught me," Richard purred, lifting his hips to grind against Elijah's.
"Might just keep you," Elijah said in a groan.
"Might just let you."
Elijah tilted his head and leaned in, kissing Richard softly as he pulled his hands down and held them. "Kay," he said with a grin.
"Love kissing you, imp," Sharpe smiled up at the other vampire hoping to earn another slow, gentle kiss.
Licking up Richard's throat to his chin, Elijah kissed it and then licked across his lips. He tilted his head and sucked at the full bottom lip before kissing him deeply.
Richard's body arched up, trying to get as close to the other vampire without breaking Elijah's hold on his hands.
"Mmm," Elijah pressed closer, licking into Richard's mouth and rubbing the hard ridge of his teeth.
Needing to get a hold on his rampaging desire, Richard pulled away. "The things you do to me Elijah. I can't even think around you."
Elijah nodded, swallowing. "Hell," he breathes out. "I get near you and it's like I just gotta touch ya."
"I know what you mean, imp," Sharpe sighed. "Now let go of my hands so I can hold you."
Giggling Elijah did as told.