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[nathaniel_kitten]

Jason hadn't returned to the bedroom, and Nathaniel had fallen asleep in Jason's bed waiting for him through the afternoon.

His hair was loose, spread across the white sheets. He's been asleep from mid-afternoon, pleasantly dreaming, sleeping alone for the first time in quite a while.

A small step, he would say, but a step nevertheless.

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Asher kisses Nathaniel, easing his leopard off his lap, stretching him out across the bed. He slides down the bed, every move fluid and elegant, hunger bleeding his eyes pale.

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Nathaniel's eyes follow every movement, his thighs parting instantly for Asher. It's natural, this submission, this offering of everything he had to sate the vampire. His heart beats rapidly in anticipation, his hands moving down his own bare chest, touching along his stomach, but never touching his groin.

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Asher nuzzles the inside of Nathaniel's thigh, working his way up slowly to where his mark lies, licking the raised edges of the healing wound, circling the deepest puncture marks with his tongue.

It is a tease, but one he cannot resist when it coaxes such delightful reactions from his leopard. Letting his hair fall across Nathaniel's groin, Asher holds his thigh steady, kissing the mark one last time before biting down, fangs slicing through flesh easily.

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Nathaniel's hands fist the sheets, and he cries out, trying to remain still despite the pain. It makes his heart beat faster, his cock twitch beneath the blanket of gold. His eyes are half-closed as he watches Asher with parted lips, panting as the pain of the bite swirls and mixes beautiful with the arousal he feels.

As it reminds him how thoroughly he belongs to Asher now.

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Asher's eyelids flutter gently, sliding shut as he feeds, slow and steady, drinking just as much for the pleasure of the bite as he does for the nourishment it provides.

He slides a hand up, covering Nathaniel's clenched fist with pale fingers, squeezing gently.

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He's fed a lot of vampires since Gabriel had made him. It was always something to enhance a scene, a moment of sexual pleasure, nothing more. When Anita came along, he stopped that, feeding the vampires on in their small circle when they had need, taking little but the pleasure of the rolling in exchange.

But watching Asher, that connection of mouth to thigh -- of where he laces their hands together now -- Nathaniel feels far more. It was intimacy Asher offers him, and he smiles, moaning softly, allowing his own eyes to close as bleed flows from him to Asher. He concentrates on that, on their hands, on how wonderful it feels to be wanted beyond this.

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Asher closes his eyes too, slowing his feeding, wanting this connection for as long as possible. He pulls back, bit by bit, raising his mouth from Nathaniel's thigh at last, his lips stained red with Nathaniel's blood.

Licking them clean, he slides up the bed, a soft shiver running down his spine as he presses his body against Nathaniel's, his sex rubbing against Nathaniel's hip.

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Nathaniel opens his eyes, moaning softly as he pants, looking up at Asher. He likes feeling Asher hard against him, knowing he did that to his vampire. A coy smile curves his lips, and he licks a stray smudge of blood from the corner of Asher's mouth.

"Had your fill of me?" he purrs, pushing up against Asher, his own cock slick and straining.

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"Never," Asher murmurs in reply, chasing Nathaniel's tongue, kissing him hungrily. He rubs against Nathaniel, his hands closing around the young leopard's wrists, pinning him to the bed as his hips twitch and grind down, their cocks aligned.

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A strangled yelp rises from Nathaniel, and the slight bondage of his hands only adds to his excitement. He squirms, meeting Asher thrust for thrust, a dancer even on his back.

"Never is a long time," Nathaniel breathes. Then, he kisses his vampire, arching his neck to gain as much contact as he can from lips and groin, moaning as his tongue traces Asher's lips.

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Asher's lips part against Nathaniel's, the kiss slow and seductive, fitting with the wicked twist of his hips, Asher as elegant in bed as Nathaniel is on the stage.

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Nathaniel cries out, hands tightening to fists in Asher's grasp as his whole body trembles.

"You could drive someone mad in bed," he pants when that kiss concludes. Just that kiss, and he would agree to anything Asher wants, anything, just so he could be kissed like that again.

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Asher smiles sadly, his voice dripping with sorrow as he murmur softly, "I have, mon chat. I have."

He kisses Nathaniel softly, sweetly, as chaste as his last kiss was seductive.

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Realizing he's said something in appropriate, Nathaniel's eyes focus on Asher. The kiss is tender and innocent, gentlemanly and lovely.

"I'm sorry," he whispers, face flushing. "I shouldn't have said that."

The last thing he wants is to make Asher feel that sorrow in bed with him. The sorrow he could feel and taste, almost like a tangible thing.

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Asher gently runs the tips of his fingers over Nathaniel's face, from hairline to chin.

"It matters not," he murmurs, tilting Nathaniel's chin up to kiss him again, willing the young leopard to forget.

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Nathaniel is more than willing to forget the words, forget that moment, and he opens up to the kiss. He whimpers softly, moving against Asher in that innocent desire for pleasure, wanting to please as much as be pleased.

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Asher moans, a shudder running down his spine as Nathaniel writhes underneath him, wicked undulation of his hips rubbing against Asher just right.

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There's a faint curving of his lips into their kisses, a satisfied warmth at making Asher moan. Finally, he leaves Asher's lips, his own tailing over the vampire's jaw and down his throat. He knows what turns Asher on the most, and he sets to exploiting that, nipping and sucking at the pale, warm throat.

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Asher cries out softly, his hips jerking against Nathaniel's.

"Keep that up, cher, and this will be over very quickly," he mutters.

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Nathaniel laughs against Asher's throat, breath huffing softly against the damp skin.

"Wouldn't want that," he whispers, licking broadly up Asher's neck a final time.

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"Indeed not," Asher breathes, grinning a little. He slides a hand between them, slender fingers warmed by Nathaniel's blood, wrapping around both their cocks, slowly stroking them together.

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A strangled moan leaves Nathaniel, and he tilts his head back as he presses his hips up. It was still taking some getting used to, sex without the need to be hurt, to be abused, to do as ordered and take what pleasure he could from whatever was done.

The warm, hard slide of Asher against him is sweet ecstasy, and Nathaniel rights his head, staring up at Asher with gray eyes flecked with blue as his beast rolls and stretches inside him.

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Asher's eyes have bled pale with pleasure, an icy blue as he watches Nathaniel, drinking in the reactions he can coax from his leopard with just a touch, a soft caress of fingers.

"Do you need pain, mon chat?" Asher tightens his grip, shuddering as he treads the fine tightrope between pain and pleasure, his teeth bared slightly.

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"Not with you," he pants, giving a weak whine when Asher's grip becomes firmer. "I don't need it with you."

Didn't mean he didn't want it, only that it wasn't necessary like it used to be.

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Asher leans close, slackening his grip.

"Perhaps I should rephrase..." he purrs, drawing Nathaniel's earlobe into his mouth, sucking gently, his fangs delicately scraping soft skin.

"Do you want pain?"