Kian pulled away, as close to out of breath as someone who hadn't needed to draw breath in hundreds of years could be. He had his fingers in Taliesin's hair, unsure when they'd gotten tangled there but not surprised. Quite the mane his love was sporting.
"You taste as sweet as ever, darling. Addictive." He kissed just above the wound he'd left on Taliesin's neck. Fang marks. They fit in well with the scars that had formed there. "Fuck. I've missed this. I've missed you. Missed us."
"Good. You should miss me and no one else. And like me and no one else. Hell, love me and no one else. You know it's worth it." Taliesin bargained, despite his obvious limitations. Age, current appearance, rusty social skills. They were nothing compared to the feeling they had - the thrill of the chase, the excitement of the fight, the greatest fucking ever.
Sitting upright, pants around his ankles, he looked at Kian and then kissed him again. This time less aggressive and possessive. More soft and sweet, like he used to.
"One day I'll make you understand why you should only be with me but it'll take time. Dumb vampires, they never fucking learn."
"So possessive, my darling, my lover, my sweet Taliesin. Have you always been like that and simply hidden it behind the coquettish façade you used to wear so well?" Not that Kian hadn't always enjoyed making him drop that mask, so he supposed he might have really brought this on himself.
He likes the soft kiss, the loving kiss. Perhaps he liked it even more than those kisses that bruised him. Perhaps he liked them both in their own way. "I only want you. And for now, I want you to come with me."
"I washed yesterday, I'm good for another day. Shit, I have to pack. I could have been done by now if it wasn't for a certain horny little bitch. Get your skinny arse up, fangy." Tally was already on his feet, tucking his shirt back into his pants and raising his hand to cover his neck wound. Eh, it was barely bleeding in the end. He healed pretty fast, faster these days.
"We better be going somewhere good. I like being here, dunno if I want a city in my life. They're loud and annoying. And everyone is a bit off. Creepy lot. Like you." He smirked playfully before he turned away and started to talk.
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"You taste as sweet as ever, darling. Addictive." He kissed just above the wound he'd left on Taliesin's neck. Fang marks. They fit in well with the scars that had formed there. "Fuck. I've missed this. I've missed you. Missed us."
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Sitting upright, pants around his ankles, he looked at Kian and then kissed him again. This time less aggressive and possessive. More soft and sweet, like he used to.
"One day I'll make you understand why you should only be with me but it'll take time. Dumb vampires, they never fucking learn."
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He likes the soft kiss, the loving kiss. Perhaps he liked it even more than those kisses that bruised him. Perhaps he liked them both in their own way. "I only want you. And for now, I want you to come with me."
Hm. "And perhaps to bathe, once we arrive."
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"We better be going somewhere good. I like being here, dunno if I want a city in my life. They're loud and annoying. And everyone is a bit off. Creepy lot. Like you." He smirked playfully before he turned away and started to talk.