Vampire Zoomies!

[lordoftheozarks]

Who: Lord Erik Osborne (lordoftheozarks) & Open!
What:Following Erik Drinking Eddie's blood until he dies Erik has gotten himself a little blood drunk and silly. Vampire zoomies!
When: Immediately after linked thread
Where: All over town/woods feel free to pick any place even if not listed
Warning(s):Erik will be acting slightly high/drunk, talk of blood/blood drinking, potentially nsfw


He's buzzing with vitality, more full than he's been in longer than he can remember. He's so hopped-up on blood he barely knows what to do with himself.

First, he tries running it off in the woods, a pale blur darting through the trees. He gets in so far he can't even hear the town anymore and, still, his skin crawls with power begging to be used. So, he goes next to the cliffs, scaling them with bare hands and feet in a matter of minutes. That takes a slight edge off of it. Enough that he feels he might safely be able to go to town.

With his shoes in his hands, not even bothering to put them back on, he dashes to town. He's unbuttoned the front of his shirt, as well, because for once he's actually hot. Almost unbearably hot! It will be noticeable to anyone who looks at him; he's flushed bright red all the way from his chest to his cheeks.

He slows once he reaches the town square, walking with a slight list to the left like a drunkard. Ooh, his head is a little fuzzy too. Now he remembers why he doesn't tend to let himself overindulge. Wisdom tells him he should go home and try to sleep this off, but the mischievous part of him thinks there might be better things he could do to take advantage of all this endless stamina.

"Pleasant evening," he's wearing a bold fang-filled grin of pure lust. "Want to help me wear myself out? I'm offering my services for free tonight only."

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[thelatechrisfreeman]

Chris's eyes widen a bit at that compliment, and the pink of their cheeks intensifies -- a blush on top of the exertion. They kiss Erik's thigh and then lift up onto their hands and knees. Chris slowly moves up the bed, dropping the occasional kiss to Erik's body as they go, until they are lying beside him and looking into his face.

"I'm flattered, Lord Erik," Chris says softly. There's a second of hesitation, before they reach out and trace the side of his face. (It's intimate, in a different way than touching him in the middle of sex is, and Chris wasn't entirely sure it would be allowed.) "I've never really had a lover who was so... enthusiastic about me. You make me feel... special."

And they can't help it... they curl themself around Erik -- tangling their long legs with his and wrapping their arms around his waist, tucking their head against him so that their cheek rests against the side of his neck.

[lordoftheozarks]

Erik doesn't take his eyes off them for even a moment, doesn't even blink. Not until they reach to caress his face does he close his eyes to lean into the touch, signaling his trust for them without the need to speak it.

"I'm sad for you. Everyone deserves to feel special. You are unique and that should be celebrated. And, I'm not only referring to your body."

His arm curls around their back as they settle in close, his foot playfully tapping against theirs where their legs tangle together while his fingers drift to their hair, tucking it away behind their ear so he can see their eyes better.

"Your personality is magnetic."

[thelatechrisfreeman]

Chris smiles softly as Erik puts an arm around them and presses a kiss to his jaw. They look at him with those midnight blue eyes, drinking in the sight of him as well as his words.

"I don't know if I'm sad about it. Not now." Chris says, "It wasn't nice to experience all those people who couldn't see past my body... but it means that I appreciate you fully."

They can't help a little laugh as Erik tucks their hair back -- it does have such a habit of falling into their face -- and then they murmur, "So you've been drawn to me, my lord? I thought it was the other way around..."

[lordoftheozarks]

Erik tugs them in closer, protectively. "I do appreciate you, but that doesn't mean I won't want the names of anyone who gives you a bad time for being who you are. Just to have a polite chat about manners." Not to kill them, he promises. Just to scare them a little.

He hums a soft sound that vibrates in his chest and kisses the spot on their face that's now revealed from behind their hair, "Why can't it be both?"

[thelatechrisfreeman]

"All of those people are back home, in New York or in Gotham City. But if any of them show up here, I'll point them in your direction for that polite chat." Chris is obviously suppressing the urge to smile. The protective offer makes them feel... safer, loved, and maybe just a little wicked (from picturing Erik tearing into an old ex).

Chris chases after that kiss, pressing a kiss to Erik's mouth before they answer. "It can be both, I just didn't realize til now."