Strange Encounters ((WARNING: May contain mature content maybe))

Avira moaned softly into the kiss, letting Ignicio kiss him as deeply as he wanted, with no resistance at all. He wondered whether or not this was a bad idea again. This was, after all, the coven leader. Things could go very badly very quickly if he wasn't careful.

Still though, it was nice to be wanted, even in a lusty sense. Always being overlooked, while necessary, tended to wear on one after such a long time.

The grip on his hair made him arch, and he was glad Ignicio hadn't reached for the ribbon. No one touched the ribbon but him. Or the hair, for that matter. Why was he okay with it right now? Just gripping his hair he didn't mind.

He just hoped Ignicio didn't start playing with it.

Eventually, Ignicio broke the kiss.

His hands slid from the silver hair, running down his back and over his hips to curl around his thighs again. He gently removed them from his hips, letting Avira stand on his own two feet.

His feet haven't touched the floor at all until now, he noted amusedly.

The Incubus dropped to his knees, pressing a kiss to the man's abdomen.

Avira settled on his own feet again, but just in time to have Ignicio drop to his knees. Lips pressed to his abdomen and something inside him fluttered with excitement.

He blushed shyly, turning his gaze back to the ceiling. He chanted the same thought on repeat in his head 'don't think don't think don't think don't think'.

God this was more embarrassing than words could describe.

He pressed a second kiss to his abdomen before his lips trailed lower, stopping at the waistband of his jeans.

His lips parted and tongue slid out, tracing the waistband of his jeans from one hip to the other, warm, wet tongue sliding over the younger vampires skin.

"Avira?" His voice was a deep rumble in his chest, gravelly.

Avira bit his bottom lip, hard, as a tongue traced along a part of his skin much farther down than it had any business being.

He swallowed, willing his body to remain relaxed, though one hand had somehow managed to tangle in Ignicio's hair somewhere along the way. His name was spoke, and a tremor raced down his spine. Unwillingly, he released his bottom lip to speak.

"Yes s- .......Ignicio?" he asked softly.

"Do you want me to stop?"

As much as he didn't want to stop, it was Avira's choice. The two of them had met less than an hour ago and both of them were already shirtless. Rather fast-moving relationship.

Mostly, Avira wished Ignicio hadn't bothered to ask that. It gave his mind the change to rebuke against him.

Part of him was screaming that yes, Ignicio needed to stop right the hell now and arousal be damned. Another part of him was saying that he was passing up a good thing if he denied himself. Even he could be sexually tense, and more than that, a few hours of mindlessness couldn't hurt, right?

Avira grit his teeth, grasping for an answer.

"....I'm not sure." he replied eventually.

Not the most adequate of answers, sure, but the most honest at the very least.

"...That's helpful."

He stood to his full height, towering over the younger vampire by a number of inches and gently cupped his face. "I'm not going to force your hand. Whether we go on or not is entirely your decision."

Selfishly, he wanted Avira to decide quickly with a definite yes or no. But he knew that he would wait however long it took him to answer.

Ignicio's hands were warm, Avira mused, and he closed his eyes, titling his head into one of his palms. He tried to think straight, but his mind was muddled.

"...I'm sorry, I know I'm being difficult." he murmured. "I just.....I don't know whether this feels 'okay'....or I'm just craving another person's touch after so very long..."

Probably both.

He didn't open his eyes, silently wishing he wasn't so skittish and people-shy. Maybe he'd be able to handle these situations better. But he couldn't right now, and it was landing him in an awkward position.

He snorted a quiet laugh, shoulders shaking when he tried to suppress it.

He knew why he liked this boy so much now.

He had acted in a very similar way with a certain mahogany haired Succubus five hundred years ago.

Avira twitched. He was being laughed at. He didn't like being laughed at, not in the slightest.

Decision made. Probably a bad decision; but a decision.

With quick movements and more strength than one would think his slight frame could possess, Avira switched their places to pin Ignicio back against the wall. Or was it the door. Who cared.

He slid easily down the incubus' body, tongue mapping over his chest as Avira dropped to his knees. The younger vampire mirrored his senior's earlier action, sliding his tongue along the waistband of his pants.

His eyes widened when he found their positions reversed.

Well, well, who knew the man had that sort of power?

He pressed his head back against the wall when the tongue trailed over his skin. "Shit..." For being so inexperienced, that tongue was doing marvellous things.

Avira rested his hands on Ignicio's thighs to balance himself. He hadn't done something like this in a long time, but he was pretty sure he remembered how to go about it. Mostly.

Hands, he decided, were overrated. He was a vampire, and he had a dexterous mouth for more reasons than just sucking blood.

With ease, he undid Ignicio's belt with his teeth, tugging at the button till it came undone, and pulling the zipper between his teeth. Aware he was putting on a show? No. Just remembering the last time he'd done something even remotely like this.

He at least used his hands to mostly tug Ignicio's pants down, before returning his tongue to the elder vampire's hip, just to be a tease.

A hiss whistled through his teeth.

Damn, and here he had thought Avira was inexperienced and innocent. This was anything but either of those things.

And he was thoroughly enjoying it.

"Don't tease," he grumbled when the felt the tongue on his hip.

Mentally, Avira snickered. Well, at least he had some sort of muscle memory to rely on in the end, right?

He nipped Ignicio's hip lightly, then licked his lips. One last tug left Ignicio bare from knees up, and Avira swallowed. Okay, so, he was confident that he could act sexy, now could he actually follow through.

He hoped so.

Licking his lips a second time, he flicked his tongue out, dragging it experimentally along the head of the elder vampire's arousal. The salt spice taste spread over his tongue and he mewled softly.

He purred quietly when he felt teeth on his hip.

His breath hitched when he felt tongue and he pressed his head further back against the wall, purring increasing in volume.

He hoped Avira liked cats. Cat lovers seemed to overlook the purring or find it incredibly sexy.

Anyone else thought it was weird.

Luckily for Ignicio; Avira loved cats, and he quite enjoyed the other vampire's pleased purrs.

He was nervous, but determined. He'd started this ball rolling and he wasn't about to back out now. There was too much pride left in him for that.

Instead he parted his lips, allowing the elder's arousal to slide slowly into his mouth, taking his time to make sure he didn't choke.

Relief washed over him when Avira didn't push away from him upon hearing the purring.

Must be a cat person. Never, he thought, had he been so thankful for that. And then he wondered what Avira's reaction to his favourite transformation would be. He'd find out another time.

He moaned, hands fisting in silver hair. He was careful not to push his head forwards or jerk his hips. He didn't need Avira choking.

Avira had a moment, as hands fisted in his hair where he truly stopped, thought, and came to the ultimate conclusion that;

Okay what the fuck was he even doing.

This was utterly out of character for him, completely insane and more importantly utterly reckless. Avira was not reckless. Not even remotely. He wasn't the kind who up and did whatever whenever. He thought things through.

He had not thought this through.

But he couldn't exactly back out now, and while this conversation (the internal one he'd just had) had only taken several seconds, it was several seconds too long.

Avira went back to concentrating on what he was doing, though he was still wondering what the hell exactly that was. He carefully worked his mouth around the elder vampire's arousal, deciding to get this done and then rethink what it was exactly insanity was leading him into.

Ignicio, completely oblivious to Avira's inner monologue, was slowly breathing heavier.

He wasn't lasting as long as he usually would have done. His building sexual tension had him strung tight before this had even begun.

"Mmm, Avi," he moaned.

A pleased groan met Avira's ears and he relaxed somewhat. Inner demons aside, at the very least he was doing well by Ignicio. That was something.

He hadn't done this in what could have been ever, but Avira worked his mouth to the best of his ability, working from memory. It seemed to be working out okay, he hoped.

He could feel Ignicio's hands clenching in his hair and he prayed the man didn't tug.

Ignicio tensed, moaned long and load, then relaxed back against the wall, hands slipping from Avira's hair and resting on his bare shoulders.

"And here I thought you said you forgot," he murmured, gazing down at the younger vampire through half-lidded eyes.

His thumbs brushed across Avira's pale skin idly.

Granted, Avira hadn't been expecting it, but it had happened regardless, and he did what instinct told him.

Swallowing after so many years not even doing such a thing wasn't particularly pleasant, but he did it anyway. Licking his lips, Avira sat back, glancing up at Ignicio through his eyelashes.

It was an overly innocent expression.

Not that he knew that anyway.

He continued to gaze down at the man, his hooded wine eyes heated.

When Avira sat back, Ignicio slowly slid down the wall. The concrete floor was cold against his bare skin and he let out a near-silent hiss. But he didn't move. He'd get used to the cold pretty soon.

He rested his forearms on his bent knees and his eyes slid shut.

Avira blinked wordlessly at Ignicio. When the elder vampire said nothing, eyes closed, Avira decided he'd better speak instead.

"...I apologize. I am not entirely sure as to why I did that." he said softly.

Idly, he shifted the water in the atmosphere, using his powers to locate his shirt. Perhaps a menial task and not something he'd usually do, but he'd rather not run out without his shirt on.