Knock Knock

Avira didn’t know about rock music, but he was quite content kissing Coilean and seeing him with that wily grin.

The vampire returned each kiss gently, almost as though afraid to overstep some invisible boundary. He was happy though. Coilean tended to do that to him, make him happy for no good reason. He wasn’t particularly sure why.

At the moment, Coilean felt like throwing caution and boundaries to the wind.

He'd been playing safe. Ever since that night on the beach he had seriously toned down his flirting and advances.

And so he ran his tongue over Avira's lower lip, fingers running up his back to thread into his hair.

Avira could smell the change in attitude when Coilean’s advances grew more prominent. He wasn’t complaining, in fact quite the opposite, melting into his arms.

He parted his lips, allowing Coilean to kiss him more deeply, welcoming the attention. He could, would, never admit that he was heavily attention starved, but he was. Avira had lost so much trust in people, human, vampire or otherwise that he hadn’t let anyone close in a long time.

Coilean was different though. Why, he wasn’t sure, but he was.

Coilean purred into the kiss, tongue delving into his mouth.

After a few moments, his arms wrapped tighter around the vampire adn he rolled them over on the bed.

He pulled away slightly, looking down at the vampire with heavily-lidded lust-darkened silver eyes. His orange hair slid down around his shoulders to frame the two of them, pooling around them on the bed.

Avira gasped softly as Coilean rolled them over, pinning him beneath him on the bed. His eyes were brimming with lust, Avira could smell the desire rolling off him… He liked it.

Avira knew better than to fight back at this very moment, relaxing beneath Coilean, submitting to him. His own eyes sparkled in the half-light, pink lips parted to draw in quick breaths. He hadn’t been expecting this so soon…but he wasn’t arguing.

"I'm not usually like this," he muttered as he began trailing kisses along his neck.

Coilean wasn't usually so overtaken with lust.

It was...strange that a vampire would induce this lust in him. Any other Lycan would turn away in disgust if they saw him here now.

But he didn't give a flying fuck at the moment.

"Tell me if you get uncomfortable," he whispered in Avira's ear, his Irish accent getting thicker and rougher. His hands slid down over his chest and slid under the hem of his shirt, brushing against the skin of his navel in a feather-light touch.

Avira nodded, swallowing thickly. When was the last time someone had touched him? Oh goodness he couldn’t even remember…

Warm hands touched his abdomen, the hem of his shirt being slowly pushed up towards his chest. He swallowed, shivering beneath the touch, but not pulling away. Coilean made him feel a lot of things…Uncomfortable wasn’t one of them.

His calloused fingers brushed up Avira's stomach, pushing the shirt up as he went.

The Lycan's tongue passed over his collarbone then ran up his neck. He gave his earlobe a small nip as his nails ran down the vampire's chest again.

Coilean pressed his lips against Avira's again.

Avira felt like all he could do was squirm and shiver. Coilean’s hands touched him gently, his lips warm and a little rough against his own. And then there were his nails, running lightly over pale skin.

Avira’s own hands slipped beneath Coilean’s shirt, touching his stomach and hips shyly. He didn’t want to overstep any boundaries…

He purred encouragingly as the fingers slipped under his shirt.

His fingers curled around the hem of Avira's shirt and he tugged it upwards, pulling it off and tossing it aside.

The Lycan's mouth descended on Avira's chest, tongue running over the soft skin, teeth scraping gently.

Avira helped Coilean remove his shirt, embarrassed when he realized he was now bare chested. It wasn’t as though he were covered in scars or any such thing, but, well… His skin was almost paper white, and he was thin. Not at all intimidating.

A small mewl slid from between his lips as Coilean’s mouth moved down along his chest, teeth raking at the skin. It was a lovely feeling, though he was sure he was the only one who might think so.

"Mmm, again," he purred, nipping at the pale flesh. He liked that little mewl.

The Lycan's lips enclosed around a nipple, kissing it, passing his tongue over it, teeth scraping it gently.

His hands moved downwards to smooth over his hips and thighs.

Avira let out a low moan as Coilean’s mouth closed around one nipple. He squirmed, back arching up and another small mewl leaving him.

It was embarrassing how quickly his body was responding to his lover’s touches. He had gone so long without anything at all… this was just plain embarrassing. He bit his bottom lip to hide another moan.

"Good boy," he purred when another moan met his ears.

He passed his tongue over the nipple once more before moving to the other.

His hands slid under Avira's hips, pulling them upwards against his own.

Avira needed no further prompting, bucking his hips against Coilean’s, coaxing friction from the movements.

Want was an odd feeling, and not one he was any longer accustomed to. But here was Coilean, making him burn inside with desire. It was so strange. And yet very much welcome at the same time.

He moaned, grinding his hips down against Avira's

He ran his lips up Avira's chest and neck, kissing the pale skin before stopping, sucking the skin into his mouth.

The Lycan's hands slid down to Avira's thighs, parting them and curling them around his hips.

Avira moaned loudly as Coilean sucked at his neck. Arching up against him. He curled his legs around the older male’s hips, tilting his head back to offer the rest of his throat.

One hand slid under Coilean’s shirt again, pushing it up to reveal his strong torso. Avira purred, lightly raking his nails down the tanned skin. He liked how strong looking the lycan was.

He pulled away from the vampries neck, eyeing the little patch of red skin. That'd bruise nicely.

"Mine," he purred posessively, burying his face in the vampire's neck again.

He shivered at the feel of the younger man's nails running down his torso.

The Lycan ran his tongue over the vampire's neck as his hands found the button of his trousers.

Avira groaned softly, arching his hips to make removing his pants easier. He liked Coilean being possessive. It was…very attractive.

He turned his head, nuzzling the lycan, nibbling his earlobe.

“Your’s.” he purred in return, running his nails along the wolf’s chest, leaving light red streaks behind.

A moan rumbled in his throat. "All mine." He pulled the man's trousers down his legs, tossing them aside carelessly much like he had done with the man's shirt.

Thinking about shirts, he pulled away, grinning down at Avira as he pulled his own shirt over his head. His muscles rolled under the lightly tanned skin as he moved.

"No one'll touch you like this while I'm around, will they?" he purred, pressing a kiss against his hipbone.

Avira sat up, using his elbows to support his weight. He watched Coilean with lusty, curious eyes.

“I should hope not.” he answered. “I’d have to kill them.”

And he was being serious. Avira was loyal, especially to romantic partners. (Not that he had had many.) He wouldn’t let anyone else touch him, not while Coilean was around.

"Good." His tongue laved over his hipbone again, tracing down along the waistband of his briefs.

"I'll piss on the corpse of anyone that tries to touch you." His fingers hooked in the waistband of his briefs and he glanced up at him, wicked grin on his lips.

Slowly, he began to pull down his boyfriend's underwear.

Avira swallowed thickly as Coilean began to remove his underwear. He was tense, if only with anticipation, and just a moment later, they were gone. He mewled lightly, embarrassed, but excited. He bit his bottom lip, avoiding Coilean’s gaze.

"Look at me," he purred, leaning down to press a kiss to the vampire's inner thigh.

His tongue ran up the length of the man's thigh as his hand found Avira's member, running up and down its length with slow, feather-soft touches.

Avira cried out in surprise as Coilean began to stroke him, warm hand sliding along his arousal slowly. He couldn’t turn his eyes downward though, too embarrassed.

A warm blush was curling up his cheeks, covering the pale skin in a warm pink glow. He was so embarrassed… How long had it been since he’d been intimate? A long damn time.