Unplanned meetings was always a bit of a thrill for him, particularly if they were likely to involve one of two things- sex or blood, or better...both. Still Arthur was interesting enough, in the sense that the boy had Percy's attention, and so long as that lasted, he was going to remain safely alive
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Vaulting himself out of the cab, he scurried quickly towards the address the man had given him, knocked on the door, and began hopping up and down in an effort to warm himself. It was freezing out. And as tightly as he pulled his coat around himself, it wasn’t going to help that fact that he wasn’t technically wearing any trousers, just a pair of shorts that were far too short to probably be menswear.
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"Cold?" He asked, indicating that Arthur could come in if he desired. "Heh, what happened to your trousers, loose them somewhere?" It was a curious thing, shorts. Percy had never quite figured out what was so appealing about them.
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He wasn’t sure what to make of the way Percy is looking at him. Rubbing his hands together, he grinned and spoke cheerfully. ‘But you will warm me up, no?’
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As for warming the boy up, well that was something entirely more complicated, in a manner.
"I think, I can be, uh...helpful in warming you, yes."
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He moved closer to embrace Percy, humming softly. ‘Good, I am in need of-’ His cold, bloodless hands suddenly found a sliver of skin as icy as themselves and retracted back to his sides. ‘Ooh, but you are cold too!’ Afraid his sudden reaction might have caused offense, Arthur cocked his head and gave an eager smile. ‘You must have some other plan for me then. What is it?’
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"Oh my, am I really? Mm, what a shame..." He smirked as he moved around Arthur, a hand sliding over the boy's body in a suggestively seductive manner. "Maybe I should take a bite? Blood has a way of warming me right up." But, at least, he had promised not to kill Arthur.
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Arthur looked him naively in the eyes, hoping to be able to tell if he was gong to lie to him. ‘If you take a nibble of me, won’t I also become…’ He hestated, letting out a soft laugh at asking such a ridiculous question.‘I mean, that’s how it happens in those silly books.’
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Which was probably as good of a promise as you could get.
"I promise not to take much....To God, I promise."
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He nibbled his lip. He couldn’t say he hadn’t even fantasized about such a thing. The embrace, the delectable sting as the teeth sink in, the fervent mouth working over his veins, taking him in….he wondered if it would feel as good as he imagined it.
No better time to find out.
‘But if you promise, than yes. It’s in your benefit, really. If you take too much, I won’t have the strength to impress you later, will I?’
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Biting into the soft skin, Percy was as gentle about the whole ordeal that he as he could be. By nature, the bite of a vampire was as painful as it was sexual. A warmth started to spread over his body, though. It started in his chest, and flourished outward. It would not last past the night, but it was enough he supposed. Enough that when he pulled away from Arthur his fingers were warm to the touch.
"There...not so bad, yes?"
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‘No, it…’ He interrupted himself to grab onto Percy’s shoulders, suddenly afraid he might faint. It passed quickly, though. It was the intensity of the experience that overwhelmed him rather than any physical affects caused by loss of blood. ‘No, it was nice. I rather liked it.’
Trying to compose himself, he reached up to rub his neck and put a few strains of hair back into place. ‘Can I have something to drink now? Sometime less sinister please. Water will do, although wine would be nice if you have it.’
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"A red or a white, mm? Or would you rather some gin or vodka?" He had a wide collection. Personally he was found of gin, evident by the well used, nearly empty bottle. "I always liked the liquor better."
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While he was thinking this, his mouth moved on its own. ‘Vodka, please. And I don’t need a glass, thank you,’ it said.
Holding the bottle to his lips, he drinks from it until he feels a pleasant flush come over his skin. He leans on Percy, delighted to find his shoulders now feeling nice and warm. ‘You look very pretty tonight. I don’t think I mentioned that.’
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"Now, about that idea of impressing me?" He chuckled a little, his body pressing a little closer. He was a small man, in the sense that he did only reach five feet, six inches, and he weighed less that he should. But he wasn't inexperienced. And he wasn't above asking for his wants and needs in any manner, lewd or not.
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‘Yes, about that.’ He dropped a kiss on the petite man’s forehead and smirked. ‘Well, it would be easier to do if I knew precisely what you expect. You think you can help me out with that?’
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"What do I expect? To be pleased, to be relaxed..." He smiled nipping a little at Arthur's neck. "To explore and be explored. It has been a long time for me..."
And he meant it, even as his body started to react positively.
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