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Swathe
« on: July 24, 2007, 09:55:46 PM »
Kerr opened his eyes, squeezed them closed and then fluttered them open again.  He stretched, enjoying the feel of Ben\'s body pressed closely to his and not bothered about waking him.  This was the fourth night since he\'d been told he was his fledgling\'s heart and all was still well; the sooner he got to look into those beautiful eyes, the better.

Of course, it helped that they hadn\'t said too much else to one another that could lead to a controversial conversation - and possibly a fight - but Kerr wasn\'t compelled to push.  He was still afraid of what he\'d be told and he had focussed instead on keeping things calm and getting to know his fledgling a bit better.  It was a surprise, really, how little he\'d known about Ben\'s living habits and how much he\'d assumed.

They slept naked in bed and showered together every night, for instance, yet Ben still insisted on keeping himself covered if at all convenient.  There was nothing manic or obsessive about it, of course, it was just a prudish habit he seemed to have.  He also had the instinct to tidy everything - the few things Kerr left out on the coffee table often got straightened into a neat pile or dirty clothes were folded to be put in the dirty clothes basket in the bathroom.  Admittedly, Kerr found this latter habit a bit odd, wondering why anyone would feel the need to neatly arrange clothes that were dirty, but he said nothing.

It was just... the difference of belief meeting reality and he wasn\'t judging it, just learning from it.

Either way, every night had led to a little more understanding, a lot more calmness and a truckload more comfort in each other\'s presence.  Kerr didn\'t see Lazarus with Ben every time he closed his eyes now - hadn\'t for two nights, in fact - and he was even beginning to forget what his fledgling looked like with his other sire.

Enough time and togetherness had passed now, that he was just Ben, his love, and someone he was excited by and proud to have with him - especially when they left the apartment at the beginning of every night to feed.  Kerr had developed a secret little habit of picking people to feed from that admired Ben\'s looks as they passed by, enjoying scanning their minds for such inconsequential thoughts as he or Ben fed, simply because he was proud to be seen in the blonde\'s presence.  Stupid, but true.

Relaxing after his stretch, Kerr returned to his habitual position around Ben, kissing his forehead and his cheek, as usual.  He felt more positive than ever tonight, and a little restless, too.  Instead of touching his fledgling\'s skin comfortingly, he caressed with the flat of his left hand, fingertips outlining muscles he\'d barely known when Ben was mortal and still felt he was learning now that he was a vampire.  He wondered idly, as he touched with earnest curiosity, if it was a full moon tonight.  The air certainly seemed different, somehow.

Because Ben didn\'t seem interested in responding to his strokes and prods, Kerr began nudging against the blonde\'s face, kissing his eyelids and nose without response.  Somehow, he found his way to Ben\'s lips and began nibbling at the corner, fitting his own lips between the fledgling\'s and brushing his fingertips down his side, willing his love to wake up.

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« Reply #1 on: July 24, 2007, 10:08:13 PM »
Ben\'s eyelids fluttered and opened partially at the taste of Kerr\'s mouth upon his lips, and he licked them because it was his habit to upon waking, finding Kerr\'s lower lip and opening his mouth slightly to invite Kerr\'s kiss.  It was done dreamily, with Ben partially aware, overwhelmed with Kerr\'s proximity, smell and now taste, for it to take a quality that was not quite real but very pleasant.

A soft sound escaped him.  It was meant to be an enquiry but came out like one of his sounds when he used to be fed from, a kind of whimpering sigh before his hands twitched upon Kerr\'s side and then fingernails scratched lightly across Kerr\'s back.

He thought he was imagining this, though it seemed a little more real than false, what with the uncomfortable crease of the sheet upon his ankle, causing him to shift his leg slightly, finding it moved over Kerr\'s own, toes stroking Kerr\'s foot in a way that felt surprisingly cosy.
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« Reply #2 on: July 24, 2007, 10:17:06 PM »
Kerr smiled into the kiss, surprised to have it returned in such a fashion, realising Ben was likely not awake enough yet to do anything but respond instinctively... hoping he knew who it was.  That thought had him wrapping up the contact, until that little noise registered and tapped something deep within him.  Old memories stirred and wrapped about him, reminding him what it was to feed from Ben as a mortal, long ago, imbuing him with the blush of that naive wonderment anew.

He chuckled and pulled back after a few more soft touches of tongues and lips, feeling a little like he was being overbearing but encouraged by those nails raking the sensitive skin of his back, causing him to shiver.  "Evening, love," he said warmly and trailed fingertips down Ben\'s arm, reaching his hand and impulsively carrying it with him as he settled back onto his own pillow, toying with it and pressing his lips worshipfully to the inside of Ben\'s wrist.

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« Reply #3 on: July 24, 2007, 10:22:07 PM »
Ben smiled lightly and his eyes opened fully at Kerr\'s retreat, bidding him evening as he watched and felt his wrist being kissed, causing a tremble to carry down his spine and the smile to turn into a twisting of lips that was wanton.  He was breathing, something Ben still did even though he didn\'t have to, and it was more because his body associated such tingles and tremors carrying throughout him as a sexual act which caused him to breathe more heavily.  His breaths were soft, shallow, not enough to have sustained his living self, but certainly more than his body needed.

His fingers curled a little on the hand Kerr kissed, and his leg shifted to caress Kerr\'s, rubbing gently because he needed to do something about that shiver that a simple act of wrist-kissing enabled.
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« Reply #4 on: July 24, 2007, 10:34:14 PM »
Yes, he was definitely being encouraged.  Ben\'s smile, his fingers touching his face, his foot moving on his leg... all these subtle things convinced Kerr that his attentions were welcome.  Emboldened, he scraped teeth across the fledgling\'s wrist before kissing his way up his inner forearm, nipping and swirling his tongue on the inside of Ben\'s elbow, wondering if he would get a giggle from this.

His body had turned and rolled more on top of the blonde\'s again - since he had to follow up the inside of his arm - and he worked his left leg between Ben\'s, enjoying the friction that moving it slowly up and down caused.

His mouth moved away from the joint of its own accord and he soon found his kisses cresting Ben\'s bicep, crossing his shoulder and settling in at his throat.  The hand that had been supporting the fledgling\'s arm for the sake of his attentions slid around and entwined fingers with Ben\'s, the coupled hands snuggled against their hips.

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« Reply #5 on: July 24, 2007, 10:42:27 PM »
He didn\'t get a giggle, but he did get another whimpering sigh and a shiver, the inside of Ben\'s elbow eliciting a spark throughout his body as Kerr discovered a sensitive part of his fledgling.  Ben\'s free hand reached up and found Kerr\'s shoulder, caressing it in circles for a moment before moving past to his back and stroking Kerr\'s lengthy hair, tangling fingers into it before slowly brushing them out before delving in again, his lips parting with soft gasps as Kerr paid attention to his throat, sparking twitches in Ben\'s groin, the fledgling not too shy to shift his hips upward slightly, before lowering back on the mattress and then shifting up again; an age old motion that couldn\'t be misinterpreted.
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« Reply #6 on: July 24, 2007, 11:09:18 PM »
Kerr released a soft, "Oh," of surprise and decided that although he certainly hadn\'t intended this result when he\'d tried to force Ben awake, he was definitely all for it now - especially with the surprisingly intimate act of his hair being played with.  His scalp was tingling wildly, unused to such attentions by anything but a brush or Kerr\'s own fingers - neither of which could produce such lovely results as these.

Instinctively, he shifted his hips onto Ben\'s thrusting ones, lifting the hand he held above the blonde\'s head (like he was pinning him) and sliding his lips up, over his jaw and fully back onto his mouth.  His tongue delved as he subtly worked on positioning his legs between Ben\'s, supporting himself with his right hand flat on the mattress on the outside of Ben\'s shoulder and upon the hand he held prisoner.

He kissed his fledgling passionately then, rocking his growing erection against the blonde\'s, marvelling at how this had come about.  Certainly, he\'d been becoming more and more aware of Ben over the past few nights, captivated by the way he might move every now and then, or the way his lovely body posed quite naturally so that his muscles rippled or he dipped his head beguilingly.  He hadn\'t been plotting to start kissing him though - just stopped himself whenever he\'d got the urge and told himself that now wasn\'t the time.

Apparently, the time was now and he certainly wasn\'t being discouraged.  The eagerness was, in fact, almost overwhelming and it suddenly occurred to him that Ben might be hungry and that what he was receiving was actually inspired by blood lust, rather than the regular kind.  He broke the kiss and looked down at his flegling after a while, smiling indulgently.  "Are you needing to feed immediately?" he murmured, aware his question could be taken a couple of ways.

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« Reply #7 on: July 25, 2007, 04:47:14 AM »
The kiss was responded to with growing ardour, Ben\'s tongue swiping at its invader, pressing firmly enough to chase Kerr\'s tongue into his mouth before his sire retreated enough to speak, to ask that question of confirmation.

"Why? What have you got?" Ben asked thickly, certainly not looking like he was thirsting for blood.  There was a difference, and it could be seen as Kerr gazed down at Ben.  The fledgling had enough blood in him to tinge his cheeks a very slight pink, flush with lust with Kerr pressed atop him.

He squirmed beneath Kerr, with his sire holding his hand on the pillow above his head made him feel strangely sexy.  He licked his lips and looked at Kerr\'s mouth, liking the feel of the stud in his mouth for it brought back warm and cosy memories, along with the passion he\'d always felt for Kerr.
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« Reply #8 on: July 25, 2007, 06:04:31 AM »
Kerr quite forgot what he\'d asked, for a time. He was too taken by the way Ben looked, by the feel of him writhing beneath, by the accelerated awareness of the blonde that he was experiencing. There\'d been cuddles of comfort and kisses born of the same origin, of course, and a lot of hush between them... but that was all tame and polite compared to the aching he was feeling now, which was raw and pounding.
 
They\'d kissed like this a few times, never moved like this, and Kerr found the desire for it was buried inside a very, very large part of himself, but in a place he had denied himself looking. It was well and truly exposed, now.
 
"Uh... nothing," he eventually said, a dazed half smile lifting the left side of his lips as he watched Ben yearningly. "We\'d have to go out... "

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« Reply #9 on: July 25, 2007, 06:09:06 AM »
Ben breathed a small sound of laughter, then frowned while smiling.

"Shut up," he said, not unkindly, and pressed his hand firmly on the back of Kerr\'s head whilst straining his mouth up to meet Kerr\'s, pressing lips together and seeking out that tongue stud with his invading tongue between Kerr\'s lips.

He pulled his sire down upon him, so that he was resting comfortably on the bed instead of tensing upward to meet his mouth.  With his shoulders and feet for leverage, he ground and writhed his hips beneath Kerr\'s, rubbing and prompting in a very obvious fashion, creating sparks and tingles for himself, hoping and knowing Kerr must be feeling the same.

He wanted more, he wanted it all, and right now it all felt like it could happen.
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« Reply #10 on: July 25, 2007, 06:19:34 AM »
Kerr did.  He also moved so that he was leaning on his elbows on either side of Ben\'s head, his hands wrapped around his fledgling\'s crown and fingers toying with his hair while he angled back to kiss him.  The feeling of full body contact with a new, heated kiss to accompany it was electrifying and he was left mostly motionless while the sensations sparked through him.

Ben\'s hands were free and although Kerr was atop him, he was raised on his toes so that he wasn\'t squashing the blonde, giving him plenty of room to move, should he wish.  Kerr himself found the kiss consuming and wondrous, unable to process all the fabulous feelings burgeoning in his mouth before another angle was found or a tongue prodded at his just so and he was amazed anew.

Somebody was making growling sounds of desire every now and then, emitting a low, curling rumble from the base of the throat that bespoke approval of everything currently happening but a need for more; he didn\'t realise it was him, not Ben.

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« Reply #11 on: July 25, 2007, 06:27:53 AM »
Somehow he\'d managed to get his hands at Kerr\'s sides, caressing up and down, over his back, following muscles and then scratching lightly, happy enough to keep himself wrapped up in the kiss and not minding if they didn\'t progress from here (for now, but he was looking forward to exploring more).
 
A little over a year, it had taken them that long to finally get together since they\'d first met early one April night at Risk, with Ben asking Kerr if he would like to sire him, that he would be a good fledgling. They\'d been separated, had misunderstandings, reunited, then they\'d shared blood, together but not really as Ben had flitted between Arles and Kerr, betrayals, abandonment, now together. It was about damn time, he thought as he wrapped possessive arms around Kerr\'s frame.
 
It had been a difficult beginning, that first night with suspicious looks and a painful confrontation, but it had ended well instead of badly this time, and now they were together, kissing, touching, loving
 
I love you, he thought, his eyes closed and his message not really projected to Kerr so much as projected outward, like he wanted the world to know - with his sire atop him though, there was no way Kerr would miss it.
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« Reply #12 on: July 25, 2007, 06:32:28 AM »
Kerr was jolted, like he\'d been shocked and he pulled sharply back to look at Ben, breaking the kiss but not pulling away.  His fledgling\'s eyes were closed and this disappointed Kerr, for he wanted to see the message there, as well as hear it.

Look at me, he begged mentally, tell me again.

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« Reply #13 on: July 25, 2007, 06:35:49 AM »
Ben\'s eyes opened and his icy blue gaze found Kerr, searching his stare as his own was studied.

"I love you," he said out loud, not wanting to repeat it mentally again, figuring if Kerr heard his voice, it might have more impact.  He\'d wanted to let Kerr know, but without prompt, and now was as good a time as any, when he wanted to be with Kerr so completely, that he\'d fallen into a numb daze trying unsuccessfully to get over him.
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« Reply #14 on: July 25, 2007, 06:46:37 AM »
Kerr looked back, smiling more broadly than he could ever remember smiling and happier than he ever knew he could be, too.  His heart was a painful ache in his chest, but in the very best of ways; it was overfilled with returned love, tight with too many positive emotions so that it was threatening to burst apart and fill him with all these good things.

He\'d thought he might cry if he ever got those words out of Ben, but he didn\'t feel that way at all right now.  He felt tight with happiness, stuffed to the brim with it and complete at last.  No... not complete... fulfilled and substantial.  He wouldn\'t be complete until this circle was closed and they could travel its dimensions without fear, back and forth in an unending pattern, with no possible deviations.

"I love you, too," he said quietly and leaned back in to kiss again, the conclusion to this decided, for him.

The way their mouths met and tongues duelled now... seemed different.  Seemed slower, yet deeper, light but meaningful.  Kerr didn\'t mind the sensation but something inside him was urgent and demanding now, and a loving kiss didn\'t satiate that hunger.  He released Ben\'s mouth and began to move lower, nuzzling at his throat, scraping teeth across the sensitive flesh for effect.  The more often he did this, the more primal became his instincts and he stopped thinking too much about their feelings and their connection - which had been a long time in coming - and surrendered himself to just feeling Ben, wanting to absorb his body into himself almost as much as he wanted to enter it.

Either way, he needed the consummation to confirm that he possessed this being and brand him as his own, at last.

Kerr trailed kisses over Ben\'s collar bone, moving off his elbows and toes and onto his knees as he shuffled down his fledgling\'s body, exploring candidly and curiously.  He pressed his tongue stud to each nipple, enjoying flicking and tasting them as well, followed these actions with circling fingertips as his mouth downwards to taste ribs, hips, a belly button.  He nuzzled where the trail of hair began and followed it down to Ben\'s erection, kissing up and down its surface with chaste lips.  He ensured he knew the contour of every bit in this way, learning the veins and the dips, the ridges and the reactiveness of it before he moved anywhere near the top.  Eventually he did, though, liking the bobbing against his cheek and nose but far more interested in getting his tongue involved.

He kissed the head with closed lips as well, then parted his mouth when it felt right and started tasting gently, stroking with his tongue tip so that the stud didn\'t come into play early.  He was pacing himself as deliberately as he could - considering the feverish yearning that was writhing, low down in his belly - wanting to know the way of everything, before he progressed.