VAMPIRE AU

[enigmaster]

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[agoodname]

[Reciprocative touching--even better. Oswald will kiss him like this, then, for a bit longer--closed mouthed and pressure--before his hand moves from Edward's hip, sliding around his waist instead. He'll gently tug Edward in the rest of the way so they're flush together, making a pleased noise against his mouth, before parting his lips slightly so he can just barely scrape his teeth against Edward's bottom lip.]

[enigmaster]

[They're so close, now, and it's... good. Less warm than he thinks it should be, somehow, but that thought passes through his head only a moment before it gets discarded. He's clinging, just a little, holding onto the fabric of Oswald's clothes. Taking in the closeness, the feeling of Oswald's teeth against his lip, just... all of it. Oswald was right, earlier. Edward is... definitely enjoying this.]

[agoodname]

[Oh good, he's getting into it now. That's excellent. That means that Oswald should have no trouble gently backing Edward up to the door so his back's against it, so that Oswald can then lean against him. It makes it significantly easier to keep kissing him, deepening it by measures, easing Edward into the sensation of the addition of teeth and tongue and more pressure. His arm tightens a bit around Edward's waist, keeping him close.]

[enigmaster]

[Edward's back hits... something? He doesn't really care right now. All he knows is that there's more pressure, Oswald leaning against him. His arm tighter around his waist. It's a lot. But not too much. It's the good kind of a lot, it just makes thinking very hard. Beyond "kiss boy more", of course, which. Well. That seems like a solid plan to him. Edward just lets all of it happen, a soft moan escaping him at the increased intensity of the kiss.]

[agoodname]

[That is an excellent sound. It is, in fact, exactly what Oswald wanted to hear; it's the kind of sound that makes something curl in his gut, something between pleased and possessive--and the need to make Edward make that sound again. Besides, Edward is incredibly responsive, which makes this whole endeavor that much more enjoyable, in his opinion. Oswald is going to take this opportunity move his arm from around Edward's waist to rest both hands on his hips, before pressing himself entirely up against him and practically pinning him to the door. He's incredibly warm, and to someone like Oswald who spends most of his time being cold, Edward feels like a furnace. It's delightful--and he's going to keep kissing him, now that they're pressed together, all of his focus on that for the moment, on Edward.]

[enigmaster]

[He can feel Oswald pressing up more against him, can feel the pressure of something - the door, he realizes, idly, from the feeling of it - against his back, and another moan slips right out as Oswald continues the kiss. He's more aware of that one and it's... it's a little embarrassing, maybe, but who cares right now? He just stays leaning down, keeping the kiss going, moving his hand down from Oswald's shoulder, more to his waist. The other just keeping a tight grip on Oswald's sleeve, somewhere. He can hardly keep track of where. His head just feels warm and fuzzy from all of this.]

[agoodname]

[There--again, that sound, and Oswald's hands tighten on Edward's hips, fingers digging in a bit. And he's pulling back slightly from the kiss, then, nipping at Edward's bottom lip again on his way, though he stays close. His thumb traces circles on the flat of Edward's hip] Good? [his voice is a bit rough and his breath ghosts across Edward's mouth--he hasn't moved his head far]

[enigmaster]

[Oswald pulls away and Edward's eyes slowly open again, though it takes a second of heavy breathing before they actually focus. He blinks and just... nods, slowly.] Yeah-- Yes... Mhm-hm. ["Good" seems like an understatement right now, honestly, but.] Good. Definitely. [It works.]

[agoodname]

Good. [decisive but obviously pleased--and Oswald's brushing another kiss to the corner of Edward's mouth, his cheek, before ducking slightly to press his lips to the hinge of Edward's jaw, against the sensitive skin just behind his ear]

[enigmaster]

[Oh, that catches him by surprise. Not in a bad way, of course, it's... good. Edward shivers just slightly at the contact. It's very good.]

[agoodname]

[He can feel that shiver. It sparks a pleased hum in his throat, and he does it again, pressing another kiss to that same spot before adding another, lower. Oswald starts slowly trails kisses down Edward's neck, savoring this: the warmth of his skin, the thrum of blood just beneath. The urge to just bite down and take is there and it's strong but the wait makes it that much sweeter, drawing the tension out, building this heat, doing everything to turn Edward into putty in his hands and coaxing him further down into this]

[enigmaster]

[There's another shiver as Oswald continues, trailing down his neck. The grip he had on Oswald's sleeve before loosens, his hand falling away without him even realizing, all of him just lost in this. He can just feel his heart racing... God, Oswald's good at this.]

[agoodname]

[Oh, but that additional shiver is lovely. Edward is pliant, seemingly more than happy to be trapped between Oswald and the door. He noses at Edward's pulse at the crook of his neck and shoulder before he parts his lips to mouth at that spot, gently tonguing at it before sucking lightly. Everything in steps; measuring Edward's reaction--to see what makes him moan again, what makes him shiver, what might cause him to make other delightful noises. This is all obviously still very new to him, and something about that is immensely pleasing to be the one to introduce him to it; to let him experience the raw, unfiltered emotion and pleasure behind this]

[enigmaster]

[It's extremely new to him. It's not something he was expecting and it's... a lot. It's so much, all at once, and he kind of wants this moment to just go on forever. He just breathes in deep for a moment, the back of his head bumping lightly against the door behind him, as Oswald just... keeps going. Honestly, how is anyone supposed to handle this?]

[agoodname]

[Edward's tipped his head back, which gives Oswald so much more to work with. All of that skin, just for him. He scrapes his teeth--only the blunt ones--against that spot he's had his mouth on to see what kind of reaction he'll get for that.]

[enigmaster]

[That results in an intake of breath.] Mhmm... [Yeah, that's definitely not an unhappy noise.]

[agoodname]

[Oh. That's very good. Oswald squeezes Edward's hips gently in reaction, before repeating what brought out that noise in the first place. He scrapes his teeth against that spot, then nips lightly, before soothing the small bite with his tongue. He can practically taste the blood racing just under Edward's skin, heady. He doesn't want to take more than a taste this time but oh is he looking forward to that taste.] Mn, good~? [it's practically purred, smug and pleased with Edward's reaction]

[enigmaster]

Uh-huh... [It's not the most eloquent response, but it's about all he can manage. That and a nod. Yes. Yes, definitely good.]

[agoodname]

Lovely. [and it is. And Edward is. Really, the fact that he's handsome as anything is a bonus, but Oswald will gladly appreciate it. He nips a little harder this time, a little higher up on his neck. He can't leave a mark here, obviously--too visible. But they've got time. There's no need to sink his teeth in just yet.]

[enigmaster]

[Edward would argue that the word lovely describes Oswald far better, but perhaps the current situation is making him biased. Edward closes his eyes again, as Oswald nips at his neck, and just... breathes out, slowly.]

[agoodname]

[Oswald hums, contemplative, thumb tracing circles against Edward's hip again] ...I want to give you a hickey. [and he's going to nip at that spot where his neck meets his shoulder again] Okay?

[enigmaster]

Ah... O-Okay... [Well, he's asking first, at least. And right now... Right now, Edward can't really see himself refusing anything Oswald asks.]

[agoodname]

[look at that. That's exactly what he wanted. Oswald's mouth drifts lower again, nuzzling gently at the crook of his neck and shoulder, just below the collar of Edward's shirt. His hands squeeze at his hips again, pressing close as he opens his mouth and nips at the skin with his teeth. He soothes the skin with his tongue again, before sealing his mouth over Edward's jugular and sinking his fangs into his neck, finally letting them pierce the skin]

[enigmaster]

Ah-- [There's a sharp intake of breath, at that, as Edward's mind goes completely and utterly blank. It's... he's not sure what he's feeling. He can't think about it, try to figure out what the sensation is, it just... it feels good]

[agoodname]

[Immediately, there's the taste of iron: bitter, metallic, and absolutely delicious. Perhaps the best thing Oswald's ever tasted--and even just that mouthful is enough to warm him completely, rushing through him, heady and utterly intoxicating. The pleasure of it sparks down Oswald's spine, settling low in his gut, drawing a low moan out of him even as his fingers curl tighter into Edward's hips. He wants to take more. There's something about Edward's blood that is particularly delicious and palatable. Something different. But...there will be time. Time to taste more of him; to understand what makes his blood so very good. Oswald forces himself to pull back his fangs before he takes more than a mouthful, tongue sliding over the punctures he's left behind, lapping up the last few drops and letting the wound start to heal. He continues to nuzzle at that spot, lavishing it with kisses and sweeps of his tongue, pressed up against Edward from hip to chest, still pinning him to the door. After all, who knows what kind of state he'll be in coming out of that. Oswald himself feels almost intoxicated, just from that one sip.]