Asher's Room

[nathaniel_kitten]

Nathaniel had returned at dawn to find Asher in bed, his hand extended to his empty side of the bed. He'd stood there, smiling. After indulging his desire to drink in every inch of Asher's body, Nathaniel headed into the bathroom, cleaning himself as thoroughly as possible. There's no way he can rid himself of Moon's and Jason's scents utterly, but he doesn't think he really needs to.

Clean, dry, and his hair braided, Nathaniel had crawled into bed with Asher, cuddling close to the cool flesh of his lover. Within minutes, he'd fallen asleep, snuggled under the blankets with his vampire, sated, content, and rather happy.

And it's how Asher will find him with the master vampire wakes for the night, Nathaniel still curled against his side, relaxed and sleeping peacefully.

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Asher's eyes slide closed as Nathaniel forces him to bare his throat, moaning softly as his leopard works himself up and down his cock.

"Yes, mon chat, yes," he hisses. His nails scrape down Nathaniel's spine, twin trails each side, close to drawing blood.

[nathaniel_kitten]

Nathaniel's teeth tighten dangerously as Asher's nails scratch down his back, another growl pulled from him. The hand not tangled in Asher hand falls into his own lap, wraps around his own cock, and he pumps himself in counterpoint to the rhythm of Asher moving in and out of him. It doesn't occur to Nathaniel just yet that he's taking, not being taken, but all that's bright in his mind at the moment is how damned good the whole thing feels, and how wonderful Asher tastes and sounds.

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Asher shudders, pushing his throat against Nathaniel's teeth, daring him to draw blood. He loves this, lives for this connection, this closeness. His hands slide over Nathaniel's ass, tugging him closer, forcing him to move faster, harder, as his fingers rub circles around Nathaniel's entrance, feeling the point where their bodies are joined.

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Nathaniel's cry is muffled against Asher's throat, and he shudders as Asher's fingers stroke where they meet. It's an incredibly intimate sensation. As Asher presses his throat against his mouth, Nathaniel's beast rises up en force.

As he quickens his pace, both riding Asher and stroking himself, Nathaniel's jaws tighten. He feels his teeth sink into the flesh of Asher's throat, the rush of blood over his tongue. The moment he tastes blood, he groans, coming over his hand and shuddering in Asher's lap as he worries at the wound with his teeth and tongue.

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Asher cries out as Nathaniel draws blood, hips jerking upwards in response, burying him deep within Nathaniel as he comes, trembling arms barely able to wrap around Nathaniel as he slowly falls back, lying amongst the pillows, panting softly.

[nathaniel_kitten]

Panting, Nathaniel lifts his mouth enough to lick at the bloodied throat, his hands braced on the bed. After a moment, the purring begins, soft and sated as Nathaniel savors the feel of Asher inside him, full and slick. He eventually kisses his way up to Asher's mouth, his eyes slowly bleeding back to lavender, and brushes red-tinged lips against Asher's.

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Asher kisses Nathaniel lazily, licking his blood from full lips, his hands sliding up and down Nathaniel's back, enjoying the warmth of his body.

"Parfait, mon chat," he murmurs.

[nathaniel_kitten]

Nathaniel stares down into Asher's eyes, head tilted a little.

"What's perfect?" he murmurs.

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"You," Asher whispers softly, smiling. "This." He stretches.

"A perfect way to wake up."

[nathaniel_kitten]

He chuckles, sitting back, running his hands up and down Asher's chest.

"Sex with me is how you tend to prefer waking up," he remarks.

[ash-imperfect.livejournal.com]

"And is there anything wrong with that?" Asher asks, smirking.

[nathaniel_kitten]

"It's what you like. It's what makes you happy."

If Asher is happy, that's all that matters to Nathaniel.

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"And you, cher?" Nathaniel may not care if he's happy, but it's just as important to Asher as his own happiness.

[nathaniel_kitten]

Nathaniel tilts his head a little, curious.

"What about me?"

[ash-imperfect.livejournal.com]

"Are you happy?" Asher asks, kissing the top of Nathaniel's head softly.

[nathaniel_kitten]

Nathaniel nuzzles Asher's cheek.

"I'm not unhappy," he murmurs.

Which is not an actual answer to Asher's question.

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Asher squeezes Nathaniel gently, looking down at him.

"Not unhappy?" He repeats. "Hardly a vote of confidence, mon chat."

[nathaniel_kitten]

"I only have a vague memory of what happy is."

Nathaniel slides off of Asher and stands up, his knees still a little weak from the intense pleasure of their lovemaking.

"You don't hit me. You don't shout at me. You don't pimp me out. You love me. You take care of me. I feel safe with you, though I don't know how safe I truly am."

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To say Asher is taken aback is an understatement. He knew Nathaniel was still fragile, still a little unsure in their relationship, but that is nothing to what he seems to be saying.

"You are safe," he murmurs softly. "Do you think I could ever hurt you, ever let you come to harm?"

[nathaniel_kitten]

Nathaniel hugs himself and stares at the floor.

"I... don't know," he admits honestly. "Sometimes I think I am so happy that everything else doesn't matter, but then, sometimes, I wind up waiting for that moment when things... will change."

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Asher draws the covers up to his lap, folding his legs underneath him and reaching out a hand to Nathaniel.

"Come, sit down," he asks softly. He's hurt, and he doesn't understand why Nathaniel doubts him still, but he knows he has to fix this, somehow.

"Everyone feels that way, mon chat. All you can do is grab those moments of happiness while you can."

[nathaniel_kitten]

Nathaniel reluctantly takes Asher's hand and slowly sits down on the bed beside his vampire. He intentionally hides behind his hair, frowning.

"Why should I just grab at those moments? Why can't I just take them and hold onto them always?"

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"We can try," Asher murmurs softly. "Spend time with each other, be happy together for as long as we can." He squeezes Nathaniel's hand, brushes his hair back with the other.

"Tell me what you want, mon chat."

[nathaniel_kitten]

His eyes dart to look at Asher, leaning in the touch of Asher's hand.

"I don't want to be just a... moment of happiness... for you. I want to be more than a moment, Asher, and I want the moment to be more than writhing and blood and come," he whispers, so unsure of if he should even say the words aloud.

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"You are far more than that, mon chat," Asher whispers, leaning in to kiss Nathaniel softly.

"I have been happier this last few weeks than I have in centuries," he adds, entwining their fingers tightly. "Not just in this bed, and I am sorry you have not felt the same." He feels guilty; he didn't mean for his relationship with Nathaniel to be so shallow, to be nothing but sex. He finds Nathaniel so utterly enticing, it's hard to hold himself back, to think of anything else other than skin against skin.