[Gepard's hand is gentle when it runs through his hair, and Aeons it's been a long time since someone had touched him so kindly. Having to hide his vampiric habits really made a dent in his social life, so the only real touch that he'd gotten before Gepard were unconscious bodies that he held while he fed. That's not at all the same as this, the almost meditative stroke of Gepard's fingers. It's lovely. It's the best he's felt in what seems like ages, all because of the generosity and lack of self-preservation of one man.]
[He slows his pace, partly because Gepard told him to, partly because he wants to draw this out as long as possible. Drift a little longer in this blissful feeling, the taste of Gepard in his mouth. Was it always this good, when he had drank from people in the past? The victims of his night-time dinner runs never made him feel this way, but those had been quick, hurried affairs to gulp down what he needed to survive before anyone could find him. It's been years, not since he left the Tavern, that he'd gotten to savor anything...]
[When he finally withdraws his teeth from Gepard's wrist, it's to lick his skin clean-- don't waste a drop, Gepard's blood is more valuable to him than gold-- and then rest his head against the good Captain's knee, still holding onto his arm.]
[He might be tempted to stay there all day, if Gepard doesn't make him move first.]
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Date: 2024-10-20 04:16 am (UTC)[He slows his pace, partly because Gepard told him to, partly because he wants to draw this out as long as possible. Drift a little longer in this blissful feeling, the taste of Gepard in his mouth. Was it always this good, when he had drank from people in the past? The victims of his night-time dinner runs never made him feel this way, but those had been quick, hurried affairs to gulp down what he needed to survive before anyone could find him. It's been years, not since he left the Tavern, that he'd gotten to savor anything...]
[When he finally withdraws his teeth from Gepard's wrist, it's to lick his skin clean-- don't waste a drop, Gepard's blood is more valuable to him than gold-- and then rest his head against the good Captain's knee, still holding onto his arm.]
[He might be tempted to stay there all day, if Gepard doesn't make him move first.]