Date: 2013-11-13 12:38 am (UTC)
velveteenwolf: (Did You Really Just?)
Peter gasps as Roman's fingers slip down in between their bodies and oh-- his fingers cup tight against his crotch, the aching erection in his jeans. "Fuck!" His body jerks, his hips helpless as he thrusts against his fingers, a low moan humming on his mouth. It's not like they haven't done this before, but it's different. It's hot and intense, and there's a meaning to it that Peter is trying to dodge like a shot from a gun. There's that undercurrent of you don't touch other people and fuck you for saying it's over. Letha was easy but she wasn't right.

There's a part of him that wants to bite him tongue, and he's not sure if it's for the things that he says or just to feel it. Their mouths collide and it's hot, and it's electric and there's murmured pleasure that he breathes into the kiss. His hands tighten, just a little harder, maybe too hard as if that changes this, makes any better how much he wants Roman fucking Godfrey. This is all fucked.

His nails curling into fabric, into his hair and he bares his neck as the upir laps at the blood on his throat, sucking. His body trembles and there's a low whine in his throat. It feels good. Hot, wet suction where the blood is still warm on his throat.

That cigarette is fucking gonna light them on fire.
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