FIC: I Need You Tonight (RPS AU, Jason Isaacs/Liam Neeson, NC-17)
I Need You Tonight
Authors: darkrosetiger and telesilla
Fandom: RPS, Blood Histories AU
Characters: Jason Isaacs/Liam Neeson
Prompt: 50kinkyways 06 -- Restraints
Word Count: 2,675
Rating: NC-17
Summary: After Liam returns to London, Jason has something fun in mind.
Disclaimer:Not RL; didn't happen. If you think this has anything to do with the real actors involved, then you need to put down the crack pipe.
Author's Notes: This was written for one of the AU versions of two of our favorite boys. Blood Histories is a universe in which not only are there vampires, but the rest of the world knows that there are vampires. Our vampires are day walkers who survive on blood, can only be killed with fire (which includes nasties like having a bomb dropped on them) or a stake through the heart, and are slowed down by silver. While they're stronger and faster than mortals and have a small ability to mentally influence their prey, they don't turn into bats or any of that stuff.
This is a direct sequel to I'm Missing You Now ; it takes place a few weeks later.
* * *
Although Liam's been linked publicly with Jason, neither of them are much for public reunions, and so Liam had intended to catch a cab from Gatwick. Instead he's pleased to find that Jason has sent a car. It may make him feel even more like a kept man, but he can't deny that it's nice not to have to deal with a chatty London cabbie.
The closer he gets to the big house in Audley Square, the more Liam can feel Jason's hunger pressing at him, and he's grateful for the tails of his untucked denim shirt by time he gets out of the car and the driver brings his bags up the stairs to the front door.
Jason could tell the moment Liam's plane landed, and he's been sensing Liam getting closer. He's waiting in the front hall when Liam opens the door, and with only a brief nod at Richards, Jason immediately goes to wrap his arms around Liam and kiss him.
He may still be a little uneasy about being kissed in front of Jason's staff, but Liam wouldn't even dream of pulling away. Even knowing that he's dealing with a very real addiction doesn't make him want Jason any less, and he moans into Jason's mouth as Jason pushes him against the entryway wall.
"Missed you so fucking much," Jason growls. He hasn't fed in three days, and he's ravenous. Liam smells so good that Jason isn't sure he can wait much longer. "Let's go upstairs."
"Better than the entry way," Liam mutters as Jason all but drags him up the stairs.
As soon as they're in the master bedroom, Jason shoves Liam down onto the bed, straddles him, and starts undoing Liam's shirt. "I'm absolutely starving, you know," he says, lisping a little as his fangs extend. "Want you now."
"Please," Liam moans, and God, but if he wanted Jason a moment ago, now he needs him. As always a small rational voice in the back of his head says that it might be a good idea to try to catalog the feelings and responses as his body gets ready for Jason. And as always, the thought vanishes along with every other rational thought.
"Mine," Jason hisses as he unfastens Liam's jeans. He forces himself to be patient, and not simply tear Liam's clothes off, but it's not easy, especially not when he can tell Liam wants this just as much as he does. He makes it as far as pulling Liam's jeans down before he simply can't wait any longer, pausing just long enough to get his hand around Liam's cock before sinking his teeth into Liam's throat.
Thrusting up into Jason's hand, Liam feels himself slip into the increasingly familiar hyper-aware state that goes along with being bitten by a vampire. As always his body seems to be on autopilot, reaching for an orgasm that Liam himself no longer really cares about.
Jason groans. After weeks of reheated blood from the freezer, Liam tastes impossibly good, hot and rich in Jason's mouth. As it so often is when he feeds, Jason's skin is excruciatingly sensitive, and he presses close to Liam, seeking as much contact as possible.
With soft groan, Liam moves up against Jason, already close to orgasm. There's something oddly safe about this moment; even as he knows he could do nothing to keep Jason from draining him dry, he also knows that Jason won't.
It's hard to stop when he's still a little hungry, but Jason pulls away, keeping one hand on Liam's cock. He's hard himself, but now that he's fed, that need is much less urgent. "Do you want to come, Liam?" he asks.
"Need to," Liam gasps, but then the words become unnecessary as Jason shifts just a little. As close as Liam is, the pressure of Jason's body against his is enough to set him off and he comes with a muted growl.
Jason puts an arm around Liam and holds him as he comes down. Raising his hand to his mouth, he licks his fingers clean and smiles. "I love seeing your face when you come."
"Sorry," Liam murmurs when he can finally speak again. "If you hadn't been so hungry....."
"It's quite all right," Jason assures him. "However, I will note that I'm still a bit hungry in another way. I don't suppose I could talk you into doing something about that?"
"God yes," Liam says, feeling more than a little selfish. "How," he begins and then smiles and pushes at Jason. "Lie back?"
Jason grins, sitting up and resting with his back against the headboard, legs slightly apart. "First, though..." He pulls Liam close and kisses him, much more gently this time.
This is easier in a way; now that Jason's fed, Liam feels like he can think again. And now that you've come, it's time to take care of him, he tells himself as he finally pulls away from Jason. "Let me," he says, bending to kiss Jason's neck before moving down his chest.
"Yes." Jason threads his fingers through Liam's hair. Despite having spent much of his life fighting against what he truly wanted, Liam's proven to be a quick student, and Jason enjoys lying back and letting Liam use his talented mouth on him.
Pausing, Liam licks at one of Jason's nipples before nibbling at it. It still boggles his mind that he's this easy with a man, and he has to admit that there are times when he isn't. But right now, it feels good to be this close to Jason.
Jason tightens his grip on Liam's head. "I do so love the fact that you learn fast, pet," he murmurs.
It should annoy Liam to be called that, but it doesn't; he just grins up at Jason before placing a row of kisses down Jason's body. Once Liam's settled into position, he drops a light kiss on the head of Jason's cock before sliding his mouth slowly down over it.
He's gotten very good at this, Jason thinks, humming with approval as Liam sucks hard. "That's it, love..." He closes his eyes, something that he seldom does during sex.
It isn't just that Liam's learned to do this well, it's that he's learned to like it. Jason tastes and smells wonderful and Liam enjoys the feeling of that thick, hot cock in his mouth. As he moves his head, sucking and using his tongue when he can, he hums along with Jason.
Jason slides his hand down to rest on the back of Liam's neck. It's a possessive gesture; Liam wasn't really away for all that long, but their relationship is still new enough that Jason needs to reassert his claim just a little.
Liam shivers and glances up at Jason, wondering if Jason knows how good that kind of gesture makes Liam feel. He's a little surprised to see that Jason's eyes are closed; in spite of Sean's teasing, Liam's noticed that Jason has a very strong sense of self preservation and it's rare for him to totally relax his guard, even during sex.
"Mine," Jason growls, opening his eyes and looking at Liam. "Mine," he says again, this time with a note in his voice that's almost surprised.
Lifting his mouth off Jason's cock, Liam murmurs, "Yours," before pressing back down, sucking as hard as he can.
Jason squeezes the back of Liam's neck once, in warning, and then he's coming. The only sound he makes is a low hiss through tightly clenched teeth. As soon as his finished, he pulls Liam up so he can kiss him, tasting himself in Liam's mouth.
"God I've missed you," Liam murmurs when the kiss is over, and he and Jason are lying tangled up together in the bed. "Missed this."
"Missed you too," Jason says, nuzzling the top of Liam's head. "It was too warm in here without you." He grins.
"Oh is that all I am to you?" Liam asks, shaking his head. "Just a bed cooler?"
Jason laughs and wraps himself around Liam like a vampiric blanket. "Hardly, though you do perform that function quite well. But it's a good thing insomnia isn't generally a problem for us, because it was damned hard for me to fall asleep without you here."
"Mmmm...." Liam murmurs, settling down with Jason. It feels good, feels familiar to have Jason fall asleep like this right after sex. Liam knows that in a few moments, Jason's grip will relax and Liam'll be able to get up and go have a smoke in the back garden. I guess this really is home.
* * *
Jason's internal clock wakes him a few moments after sunset. Slipping into his dressing gown, he heads downstairs, smiling when he sees Liam curled up on the couch reading. He walks up behind Liam and bends down to kiss Liam's forehead. "Good evening, Liam."
"Evening," Liam says, putting his book down. "Nora took off; she left some stuff she wanted you to look at in the library. So now it's just us chickens."
"Cluck," Jason says, nibbling on the side of Liam's neck, just above his pulse point. "Cluck. Have you eaten?"
"Mmmm, yeah," Liam replies with a little shiver. "I should eat more if you're hungry."
"I'm hungry, for your blood and for the rest of you," Jason tells him. He looks into Liam's eyes. "Do you remember a conversation we had by phone while you were away, when I said that I wasn't going to let you out of bed for a few days after you got back?"
"Yeah," Liam says, putting his book down. "Were you thinking of something along those lines right now?"
"I was." Jason smiles, his expression noticeably feral.
"I could probably stand to wait for dinner," Liam says, getting to his feet.
"Excellent. Since you seemed interested in the idea, I took the liberty of doing a bit of shopping," Jason says as they go upstairs. He was actually rather amazed at the variety of options available, and it had taken some time for him to select exactly what he wanted, but in the end he'd picked up several lengths of sturdy chain, fur-lined leather wrist and ankle cuffs sized to fit Liam, and a black leather collar. Taking out everything but the collar he lays it all out on the bed to show Liam.
"You've ... you've been busy," Liam says, clearing his throat. He reaches down and runs his finger along one of the chains. "This is ... damn, I don't know what to say."
"Does this meet with your approval?" Jason asks, though he can tell the answer by the way Liam's heart beats faster and the slight change in his scent.
Liam remains silent for a long moment, stroking the chain without really noticing his actions. "Yes," he finally says. "I ... I would like to do this."
"Liam--look at me," Jason says. When Liam looks up Jason rests his hands on Liam's waist. "I know what it's like to be...restrained, although when I have had that experience it has always been against my will. If you wish to be released at any point, you have only to say so."
"You don't have to do this," Liam says, and while he doesn't know exactly what Jason's talking about, he does know that there are things in Jason's past that could make this kind of fantasy complicated. "No matter how much I want it -- and yes, I'll admit that I do want it -- you don't have to do it."
"Oh, I want to do this. The idea of having you completely at my mercy is a very appealing one." Jason smiles. "I just want you to know that I don't take this casually or lightly, and that I will not abuse your trust."
"Thank you," Liam says, turning to smile at Jason. "That means a lot to me." He clears his throat again and then looks at the bed. "I suppose you want me naked for this?"
"Most definitely." Jason watches as Liam undresses. He never believes me when I tell him how beautiful he is, but it's true. Jason shrugs out of his dressing gown, deciding that being naked will be more comfortable.
Liam's nervousness isn't enough to do away with his erection, and he grins a sheepish little grin as he strips and settles on the bed. "Well now that part of me has established how much I want this...."
Jason sits on the bed next to Liam and runs a finger along Liam's cock. "I can see that. Do we need to deal with this before I chain you to the bed?"
"I thought the idea was not to deal with it," Liam says, shivering a little at Jason's touch
"It depends--what would you like me to do? My plan was to restrain you and tease you until you beg to be allowed to come, but if that doesn't suit, I'm certainly amenable to other suggestions." Jason grins. "I have to confess, Liam...while I am familiar with this sort of thing in theory, I have very little practice at it."
"You haven't?" Liam asks, blinking a little.
Jason rubs the back of his neck. "Well...no. Not this way, where it's planned out in advance. Before it's always been holding someone down or something like that, on the spur of the moment."
From someone who seems to know everything that's worth knowing and quite a lot that isn't, that's one hell of an admission. The sheepish look on Jason's face is a surprise as well, and Liam reaches out for Jason's hand. "Would you feel better just holding me down?"
"No...I'd like to do this, I just thought you should know precisely what you're getting into." If Jason were still capable of it, he suspects he'd be blushing. "I work hard to maintain my facade of proper vampiric superiority around most people--but you're hardly most people, are you?"
"Thank you," Liam says, squeezing Jason's hand lightly. "And I think you had a brilliant idea for a first scene."
"Very well, then." Jason leans in so that he can kiss Liam again. "If you'd be so good as to lie down, then...?"
"All right," Liam says, settling back on the bed. He grins up at Jason and stretches out his wrists. "Do your worst, fiend."
For an instant, Jason is startled, not sure whether or not Liam is serious. When he realizes that Liam is joking, he laughs. I'd have to call that progress, of a sort. "I usually do," he tells Liam, smiling and showing his fangs.
"God that's hot," Liam murmurs, glad that he can think that now without the shame that had accompanied thoughts like that for most of his life.
Jason is buckling the cuffs around Liam's wrists when he hears that. "You think so? You want to feel me sink my teeth into you and drink while you're helpless beneath me?" It's like acting, really...
"Yes," Liam says with a groan as the cuffs settle around his wrists. "Oh hell yeah."
"Patience, then," Jason tells Liam, cuffing Liam's ankles, then running a length of chain around the bedpost and fastening it to the cuffs. After doing the same with Liam's wrists, he stands back and studies his handiwork. "I do so like it when dinner looks as good as it tastes."
"Presentation is everything," Liam agrees, laughing a little nervously. Now that he's here, it's both scary and brilliant, which, when he thinks about it, pretty much describes his whole relationship with Jason.
Jason climbs up into bed and settles himself between Liam's legs. Starting from Liam's ankles, he works his way up, licking and nibbling along Liam's calves and inner thighs on each leg in turn.
"Mmmm..." Liam sighs, looking down at Jason. "Feels good."
Giving only a tiny little lick to the head of Liam's cock, Jason continues upward. He's having to concentrate more now, to avoid drawing blood when he nips him.
"Oh fuck,' Liam groans when Jason moves away from his cock. "Good thing you let me come earlier."
Gently, Jason runs a hand along Liam's hip, tracing the patterns of the scarring there with his fingers. "Is this uncomfortable for you?" he asks, curious.
"No," Liam replies. "I'm good." He moves a little and catches his breath at the sound of the chains rattling. "More than good really." He's not sure how to explain it to Jason, but all his apprehension about this scene seemed to vanish as soon as Jason attached the chains to the bed.
Jason's nibbles have turned into bites by the time he gets to Liam's upper chest. He licks one of Liam's nipples, then bites down firmly while pinching the other between his thumb and forefinger.
"Oh!" Liam cries out, twisting as he instinctively tries to bring his hands down to touch Jason in some way. As he realizes yet again that he's bound, he moans and arches his chest a little in a bid for more attention.
Chuckling softly, Jason switches sides and repeats the process. "I like seeing you like this, so hungry to be touched," he says as he moves over, reaching down with his free hand to stroke Liam's stomach.
"Please," Liam murmurs, lifting his hips. "You're fucking driving me mad."
Jason arches an eyebrow. "I thought that was the point." Of course, I'm driving myself mad right along with him...
"Oh was it?" Liam asks, struggling a little harder now, just for the effect. "You're going to have your wicked way with me?"
"I am." Jason smiles. "But not just yet. You're still capable of coherent speech, so I don't think I've got you to 'mad' yet." With that, Jason shifts position so he can take Liam's cock in his mouth.
"Fuck!" Liam yelps, straining at the cuffs. "That'll do it ... Jesus, Jason...."
I don't think he has anything to do with it, Jason thinks, feeling just a little smug. He's always been good at this, all the more so when he was turned and his sexuality became even more centered in his mouth. Turning his head, he scrapes the tips of his fangs very lightly along Liam's shaft.
"Oh God ... please," Liam says. He's still not sure why that trick gets to him so much, but then it's not like he's spent much time trying to figure out why he's so turned on by the aura of danger that always surrounds Jason. I don't want to know, really.
Jason sucks harder, trying to bring Liam as close as he can without actually having him come. After a few moments, he pauses and asks, "Please what, pet? What is it that you want?"
"Want ... want you to fuck me," Liam groans. "Please ... please, Jason?"
"Hmm...I'm not convinced that you really want me to," Jason says, although he knows perfectly well that Liam's close to desperation. Jason ducks down and licks along the underside of Liam's cock, holding tightly around the base.
"Please," Liam says again. He makes a small sound and realizes that he's whimpering. In spite of the fact that it's an embarrassing sound for a man his age to be making, he can't help it.
Lifting up again, Jason rests a hand under Liam's head and kisses him hard. "Very well, then," he says, his voice hoarse, betraying his own need. Reaching over for the lube, he pours some into his hand and slowly works a finger into Liam.
"Harder," Liam demands. "C'mon, please .... harder."
Jason shakes his head in mock reproof. "So demanding. But if you insist..." He adds a second finger, but doesn't move his hand any faster than before.
"Please?" Liam says, struggling to press harder against Jason's finger. "I'm so ready ... please?"
"You're greedy," Jason comments as he relents and pulls his hand away. "But I'll forgive you, since you did ask nicely." Pushing Liam's legs apart a little further, Jason shoves into him hard.
Liam's run out of both words and the breath required to say them; all he can do as Jason begins to fuck him hard is groan. Which he does, loudly, as he thrashes against the cuffs. This is bloody fucking brilliant.
Jason's fangs are aching; he can't hold back any longer. He bites Liam, groaning at the taste of Liam's blood.
Even as time slows down, Liam can think just enough to notice that it's different when he's tied up, but then his mind goes blank as the familiar lassitude washes over him.
Jason takes his time, sorting out the different notes that give Liam's blood its flavor, like an especially complex wine. Although he likes having Liam touch him, Jason has to admit that there's something rather heady about being able to take Liam so completely, something that's making Liam taste even better than usual.
It seems to Liam, or at least as near as he can tell, that Jason is taking longer about it. The faint fear, never entirely gone during this act, grows stronger. It makes the experience that much better, and with a soft groan, he comes hard.
This time, Jason allows himself the luxury of feeding until he's satiated. He's only half-aware of it when he comes, fangs and cock both buried deep in Liam. Sighing a little, he lets his fangs retract and licks over the place where he bit.
Feeling a little dizzy, although he's not sure if it's from Jason feeding or the fact that he feels like he just came for a good half hour, Liam give a low sigh. He remains still, enjoying the warm weight of Jason's body on his and the feel of Jason's tongue against his neck.
Jason doesn't see any particular need to move, so he stays where he is, resting on top of Liam. "Do let me know when you'd like me to get up," he tells Liam.
"Sometime next year," Liam murmurs, tilting his head a little so he can nuzzle Jason's cheek. "That was ... bloody fantastic."
"I'd definitely have to agree," Jason says, feeling remarkably content. Eventually, he'll be ready for the Gift, and we won't be able to do this--I have every intention of enjoying it while I can.
-end-
Authors: darkrosetiger and telesilla
Fandom: RPS, Blood Histories AU
Characters: Jason Isaacs/Liam Neeson
Prompt: 50kinkyways 06 -- Restraints
Word Count: 2,675
Rating: NC-17
Summary: After Liam returns to London, Jason has something fun in mind.
Disclaimer:Not RL; didn't happen. If you think this has anything to do with the real actors involved, then you need to put down the crack pipe.
Author's Notes: This was written for one of the AU versions of two of our favorite boys. Blood Histories is a universe in which not only are there vampires, but the rest of the world knows that there are vampires. Our vampires are day walkers who survive on blood, can only be killed with fire (which includes nasties like having a bomb dropped on them) or a stake through the heart, and are slowed down by silver. While they're stronger and faster than mortals and have a small ability to mentally influence their prey, they don't turn into bats or any of that stuff.
This is a direct sequel to I'm Missing You Now ; it takes place a few weeks later.
* * *
Although Liam's been linked publicly with Jason, neither of them are much for public reunions, and so Liam had intended to catch a cab from Gatwick. Instead he's pleased to find that Jason has sent a car. It may make him feel even more like a kept man, but he can't deny that it's nice not to have to deal with a chatty London cabbie.
The closer he gets to the big house in Audley Square, the more Liam can feel Jason's hunger pressing at him, and he's grateful for the tails of his untucked denim shirt by time he gets out of the car and the driver brings his bags up the stairs to the front door.
Jason could tell the moment Liam's plane landed, and he's been sensing Liam getting closer. He's waiting in the front hall when Liam opens the door, and with only a brief nod at Richards, Jason immediately goes to wrap his arms around Liam and kiss him.
He may still be a little uneasy about being kissed in front of Jason's staff, but Liam wouldn't even dream of pulling away. Even knowing that he's dealing with a very real addiction doesn't make him want Jason any less, and he moans into Jason's mouth as Jason pushes him against the entryway wall.
"Missed you so fucking much," Jason growls. He hasn't fed in three days, and he's ravenous. Liam smells so good that Jason isn't sure he can wait much longer. "Let's go upstairs."
"Better than the entry way," Liam mutters as Jason all but drags him up the stairs.
As soon as they're in the master bedroom, Jason shoves Liam down onto the bed, straddles him, and starts undoing Liam's shirt. "I'm absolutely starving, you know," he says, lisping a little as his fangs extend. "Want you now."
"Please," Liam moans, and God, but if he wanted Jason a moment ago, now he needs him. As always a small rational voice in the back of his head says that it might be a good idea to try to catalog the feelings and responses as his body gets ready for Jason. And as always, the thought vanishes along with every other rational thought.
"Mine," Jason hisses as he unfastens Liam's jeans. He forces himself to be patient, and not simply tear Liam's clothes off, but it's not easy, especially not when he can tell Liam wants this just as much as he does. He makes it as far as pulling Liam's jeans down before he simply can't wait any longer, pausing just long enough to get his hand around Liam's cock before sinking his teeth into Liam's throat.
Thrusting up into Jason's hand, Liam feels himself slip into the increasingly familiar hyper-aware state that goes along with being bitten by a vampire. As always his body seems to be on autopilot, reaching for an orgasm that Liam himself no longer really cares about.
Jason groans. After weeks of reheated blood from the freezer, Liam tastes impossibly good, hot and rich in Jason's mouth. As it so often is when he feeds, Jason's skin is excruciatingly sensitive, and he presses close to Liam, seeking as much contact as possible.
With soft groan, Liam moves up against Jason, already close to orgasm. There's something oddly safe about this moment; even as he knows he could do nothing to keep Jason from draining him dry, he also knows that Jason won't.
It's hard to stop when he's still a little hungry, but Jason pulls away, keeping one hand on Liam's cock. He's hard himself, but now that he's fed, that need is much less urgent. "Do you want to come, Liam?" he asks.
"Need to," Liam gasps, but then the words become unnecessary as Jason shifts just a little. As close as Liam is, the pressure of Jason's body against his is enough to set him off and he comes with a muted growl.
Jason puts an arm around Liam and holds him as he comes down. Raising his hand to his mouth, he licks his fingers clean and smiles. "I love seeing your face when you come."
"Sorry," Liam murmurs when he can finally speak again. "If you hadn't been so hungry....."
"It's quite all right," Jason assures him. "However, I will note that I'm still a bit hungry in another way. I don't suppose I could talk you into doing something about that?"
"God yes," Liam says, feeling more than a little selfish. "How," he begins and then smiles and pushes at Jason. "Lie back?"
Jason grins, sitting up and resting with his back against the headboard, legs slightly apart. "First, though..." He pulls Liam close and kisses him, much more gently this time.
This is easier in a way; now that Jason's fed, Liam feels like he can think again. And now that you've come, it's time to take care of him, he tells himself as he finally pulls away from Jason. "Let me," he says, bending to kiss Jason's neck before moving down his chest.
"Yes." Jason threads his fingers through Liam's hair. Despite having spent much of his life fighting against what he truly wanted, Liam's proven to be a quick student, and Jason enjoys lying back and letting Liam use his talented mouth on him.
Pausing, Liam licks at one of Jason's nipples before nibbling at it. It still boggles his mind that he's this easy with a man, and he has to admit that there are times when he isn't. But right now, it feels good to be this close to Jason.
Jason tightens his grip on Liam's head. "I do so love the fact that you learn fast, pet," he murmurs.
It should annoy Liam to be called that, but it doesn't; he just grins up at Jason before placing a row of kisses down Jason's body. Once Liam's settled into position, he drops a light kiss on the head of Jason's cock before sliding his mouth slowly down over it.
He's gotten very good at this, Jason thinks, humming with approval as Liam sucks hard. "That's it, love..." He closes his eyes, something that he seldom does during sex.
It isn't just that Liam's learned to do this well, it's that he's learned to like it. Jason tastes and smells wonderful and Liam enjoys the feeling of that thick, hot cock in his mouth. As he moves his head, sucking and using his tongue when he can, he hums along with Jason.
Jason slides his hand down to rest on the back of Liam's neck. It's a possessive gesture; Liam wasn't really away for all that long, but their relationship is still new enough that Jason needs to reassert his claim just a little.
Liam shivers and glances up at Jason, wondering if Jason knows how good that kind of gesture makes Liam feel. He's a little surprised to see that Jason's eyes are closed; in spite of Sean's teasing, Liam's noticed that Jason has a very strong sense of self preservation and it's rare for him to totally relax his guard, even during sex.
"Mine," Jason growls, opening his eyes and looking at Liam. "Mine," he says again, this time with a note in his voice that's almost surprised.
Lifting his mouth off Jason's cock, Liam murmurs, "Yours," before pressing back down, sucking as hard as he can.
Jason squeezes the back of Liam's neck once, in warning, and then he's coming. The only sound he makes is a low hiss through tightly clenched teeth. As soon as his finished, he pulls Liam up so he can kiss him, tasting himself in Liam's mouth.
"God I've missed you," Liam murmurs when the kiss is over, and he and Jason are lying tangled up together in the bed. "Missed this."
"Missed you too," Jason says, nuzzling the top of Liam's head. "It was too warm in here without you." He grins.
"Oh is that all I am to you?" Liam asks, shaking his head. "Just a bed cooler?"
Jason laughs and wraps himself around Liam like a vampiric blanket. "Hardly, though you do perform that function quite well. But it's a good thing insomnia isn't generally a problem for us, because it was damned hard for me to fall asleep without you here."
"Mmmm...." Liam murmurs, settling down with Jason. It feels good, feels familiar to have Jason fall asleep like this right after sex. Liam knows that in a few moments, Jason's grip will relax and Liam'll be able to get up and go have a smoke in the back garden. I guess this really is home.
* * *
Jason's internal clock wakes him a few moments after sunset. Slipping into his dressing gown, he heads downstairs, smiling when he sees Liam curled up on the couch reading. He walks up behind Liam and bends down to kiss Liam's forehead. "Good evening, Liam."
"Evening," Liam says, putting his book down. "Nora took off; she left some stuff she wanted you to look at in the library. So now it's just us chickens."
"Cluck," Jason says, nibbling on the side of Liam's neck, just above his pulse point. "Cluck. Have you eaten?"
"Mmmm, yeah," Liam replies with a little shiver. "I should eat more if you're hungry."
"I'm hungry, for your blood and for the rest of you," Jason tells him. He looks into Liam's eyes. "Do you remember a conversation we had by phone while you were away, when I said that I wasn't going to let you out of bed for a few days after you got back?"
"Yeah," Liam says, putting his book down. "Were you thinking of something along those lines right now?"
"I was." Jason smiles, his expression noticeably feral.
"I could probably stand to wait for dinner," Liam says, getting to his feet.
"Excellent. Since you seemed interested in the idea, I took the liberty of doing a bit of shopping," Jason says as they go upstairs. He was actually rather amazed at the variety of options available, and it had taken some time for him to select exactly what he wanted, but in the end he'd picked up several lengths of sturdy chain, fur-lined leather wrist and ankle cuffs sized to fit Liam, and a black leather collar. Taking out everything but the collar he lays it all out on the bed to show Liam.
"You've ... you've been busy," Liam says, clearing his throat. He reaches down and runs his finger along one of the chains. "This is ... damn, I don't know what to say."
"Does this meet with your approval?" Jason asks, though he can tell the answer by the way Liam's heart beats faster and the slight change in his scent.
Liam remains silent for a long moment, stroking the chain without really noticing his actions. "Yes," he finally says. "I ... I would like to do this."
"Liam--look at me," Jason says. When Liam looks up Jason rests his hands on Liam's waist. "I know what it's like to be...restrained, although when I have had that experience it has always been against my will. If you wish to be released at any point, you have only to say so."
"You don't have to do this," Liam says, and while he doesn't know exactly what Jason's talking about, he does know that there are things in Jason's past that could make this kind of fantasy complicated. "No matter how much I want it -- and yes, I'll admit that I do want it -- you don't have to do it."
"Oh, I want to do this. The idea of having you completely at my mercy is a very appealing one." Jason smiles. "I just want you to know that I don't take this casually or lightly, and that I will not abuse your trust."
"Thank you," Liam says, turning to smile at Jason. "That means a lot to me." He clears his throat again and then looks at the bed. "I suppose you want me naked for this?"
"Most definitely." Jason watches as Liam undresses. He never believes me when I tell him how beautiful he is, but it's true. Jason shrugs out of his dressing gown, deciding that being naked will be more comfortable.
Liam's nervousness isn't enough to do away with his erection, and he grins a sheepish little grin as he strips and settles on the bed. "Well now that part of me has established how much I want this...."
Jason sits on the bed next to Liam and runs a finger along Liam's cock. "I can see that. Do we need to deal with this before I chain you to the bed?"
"I thought the idea was not to deal with it," Liam says, shivering a little at Jason's touch
"It depends--what would you like me to do? My plan was to restrain you and tease you until you beg to be allowed to come, but if that doesn't suit, I'm certainly amenable to other suggestions." Jason grins. "I have to confess, Liam...while I am familiar with this sort of thing in theory, I have very little practice at it."
"You haven't?" Liam asks, blinking a little.
Jason rubs the back of his neck. "Well...no. Not this way, where it's planned out in advance. Before it's always been holding someone down or something like that, on the spur of the moment."
From someone who seems to know everything that's worth knowing and quite a lot that isn't, that's one hell of an admission. The sheepish look on Jason's face is a surprise as well, and Liam reaches out for Jason's hand. "Would you feel better just holding me down?"
"No...I'd like to do this, I just thought you should know precisely what you're getting into." If Jason were still capable of it, he suspects he'd be blushing. "I work hard to maintain my facade of proper vampiric superiority around most people--but you're hardly most people, are you?"
"Thank you," Liam says, squeezing Jason's hand lightly. "And I think you had a brilliant idea for a first scene."
"Very well, then." Jason leans in so that he can kiss Liam again. "If you'd be so good as to lie down, then...?"
"All right," Liam says, settling back on the bed. He grins up at Jason and stretches out his wrists. "Do your worst, fiend."
For an instant, Jason is startled, not sure whether or not Liam is serious. When he realizes that Liam is joking, he laughs. I'd have to call that progress, of a sort. "I usually do," he tells Liam, smiling and showing his fangs.
"God that's hot," Liam murmurs, glad that he can think that now without the shame that had accompanied thoughts like that for most of his life.
Jason is buckling the cuffs around Liam's wrists when he hears that. "You think so? You want to feel me sink my teeth into you and drink while you're helpless beneath me?" It's like acting, really...
"Yes," Liam says with a groan as the cuffs settle around his wrists. "Oh hell yeah."
"Patience, then," Jason tells Liam, cuffing Liam's ankles, then running a length of chain around the bedpost and fastening it to the cuffs. After doing the same with Liam's wrists, he stands back and studies his handiwork. "I do so like it when dinner looks as good as it tastes."
"Presentation is everything," Liam agrees, laughing a little nervously. Now that he's here, it's both scary and brilliant, which, when he thinks about it, pretty much describes his whole relationship with Jason.
Jason climbs up into bed and settles himself between Liam's legs. Starting from Liam's ankles, he works his way up, licking and nibbling along Liam's calves and inner thighs on each leg in turn.
"Mmmm..." Liam sighs, looking down at Jason. "Feels good."
Giving only a tiny little lick to the head of Liam's cock, Jason continues upward. He's having to concentrate more now, to avoid drawing blood when he nips him.
"Oh fuck,' Liam groans when Jason moves away from his cock. "Good thing you let me come earlier."
Gently, Jason runs a hand along Liam's hip, tracing the patterns of the scarring there with his fingers. "Is this uncomfortable for you?" he asks, curious.
"No," Liam replies. "I'm good." He moves a little and catches his breath at the sound of the chains rattling. "More than good really." He's not sure how to explain it to Jason, but all his apprehension about this scene seemed to vanish as soon as Jason attached the chains to the bed.
Jason's nibbles have turned into bites by the time he gets to Liam's upper chest. He licks one of Liam's nipples, then bites down firmly while pinching the other between his thumb and forefinger.
"Oh!" Liam cries out, twisting as he instinctively tries to bring his hands down to touch Jason in some way. As he realizes yet again that he's bound, he moans and arches his chest a little in a bid for more attention.
Chuckling softly, Jason switches sides and repeats the process. "I like seeing you like this, so hungry to be touched," he says as he moves over, reaching down with his free hand to stroke Liam's stomach.
"Please," Liam murmurs, lifting his hips. "You're fucking driving me mad."
Jason arches an eyebrow. "I thought that was the point." Of course, I'm driving myself mad right along with him...
"Oh was it?" Liam asks, struggling a little harder now, just for the effect. "You're going to have your wicked way with me?"
"I am." Jason smiles. "But not just yet. You're still capable of coherent speech, so I don't think I've got you to 'mad' yet." With that, Jason shifts position so he can take Liam's cock in his mouth.
"Fuck!" Liam yelps, straining at the cuffs. "That'll do it ... Jesus, Jason...."
I don't think he has anything to do with it, Jason thinks, feeling just a little smug. He's always been good at this, all the more so when he was turned and his sexuality became even more centered in his mouth. Turning his head, he scrapes the tips of his fangs very lightly along Liam's shaft.
"Oh God ... please," Liam says. He's still not sure why that trick gets to him so much, but then it's not like he's spent much time trying to figure out why he's so turned on by the aura of danger that always surrounds Jason. I don't want to know, really.
Jason sucks harder, trying to bring Liam as close as he can without actually having him come. After a few moments, he pauses and asks, "Please what, pet? What is it that you want?"
"Want ... want you to fuck me," Liam groans. "Please ... please, Jason?"
"Hmm...I'm not convinced that you really want me to," Jason says, although he knows perfectly well that Liam's close to desperation. Jason ducks down and licks along the underside of Liam's cock, holding tightly around the base.
"Please," Liam says again. He makes a small sound and realizes that he's whimpering. In spite of the fact that it's an embarrassing sound for a man his age to be making, he can't help it.
Lifting up again, Jason rests a hand under Liam's head and kisses him hard. "Very well, then," he says, his voice hoarse, betraying his own need. Reaching over for the lube, he pours some into his hand and slowly works a finger into Liam.
"Harder," Liam demands. "C'mon, please .... harder."
Jason shakes his head in mock reproof. "So demanding. But if you insist..." He adds a second finger, but doesn't move his hand any faster than before.
"Please?" Liam says, struggling to press harder against Jason's finger. "I'm so ready ... please?"
"You're greedy," Jason comments as he relents and pulls his hand away. "But I'll forgive you, since you did ask nicely." Pushing Liam's legs apart a little further, Jason shoves into him hard.
Liam's run out of both words and the breath required to say them; all he can do as Jason begins to fuck him hard is groan. Which he does, loudly, as he thrashes against the cuffs. This is bloody fucking brilliant.
Jason's fangs are aching; he can't hold back any longer. He bites Liam, groaning at the taste of Liam's blood.
Even as time slows down, Liam can think just enough to notice that it's different when he's tied up, but then his mind goes blank as the familiar lassitude washes over him.
Jason takes his time, sorting out the different notes that give Liam's blood its flavor, like an especially complex wine. Although he likes having Liam touch him, Jason has to admit that there's something rather heady about being able to take Liam so completely, something that's making Liam taste even better than usual.
It seems to Liam, or at least as near as he can tell, that Jason is taking longer about it. The faint fear, never entirely gone during this act, grows stronger. It makes the experience that much better, and with a soft groan, he comes hard.
This time, Jason allows himself the luxury of feeding until he's satiated. He's only half-aware of it when he comes, fangs and cock both buried deep in Liam. Sighing a little, he lets his fangs retract and licks over the place where he bit.
Feeling a little dizzy, although he's not sure if it's from Jason feeding or the fact that he feels like he just came for a good half hour, Liam give a low sigh. He remains still, enjoying the warm weight of Jason's body on his and the feel of Jason's tongue against his neck.
Jason doesn't see any particular need to move, so he stays where he is, resting on top of Liam. "Do let me know when you'd like me to get up," he tells Liam.
"Sometime next year," Liam murmurs, tilting his head a little so he can nuzzle Jason's cheek. "That was ... bloody fantastic."
"I'd definitely have to agree," Jason says, feeling remarkably content. Eventually, he'll be ready for the Gift, and we won't be able to do this--I have every intention of enjoying it while I can.
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