VAMPIRE AU

[enigmaster]

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[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.]

[enigmaster]

[It's... everything. Edward's completely forgotten about what's going on, where he is. Even the physical sensations around him are meaningless, now. It's all inconsequential compared to this warmth going through him, this light feeling all throughout, the pleasure, it's... it's like nothing else he's ever experienced. It completely distracts him from the fact that it feels as if he can't move, can't think. Why would he care about something like that right now? It's brief, all things considered. Just a moment, but it feels like it takes hours. Though he's barely realized that it's stopped. Edward is still standing still, staring a little blankly ahead, blinking slowly.]

[agoodname]

[Edward is absolutely dazed and malleable, and Oswald would be lying if he said he wasn't feeling blissed-out himself right now. The blood feels like it's humming through his veins, keeping a low fire in his belly. He makes another low, pleased noise that vibrates against Edward's skin] You did so well, Edward. [pleased, appreciative, pleasure-drunk. It's all of that rolled into praise, because it's true. Edward did exactly everything Oswald wanted him to do, and he couldn't be more happy with the result.]

[enigmaster]

[Edward blinks again, not immediately realizing that Oswald's talking to him. But then the words... sort of register?] Ah... mhm-hm... [What... did he do again...? It's a little blurry right now.]

[agoodname]

[Oh, looks like the Kiss really hit him hard. Oswald chuckles at that, amused, lifting his head to press a kiss to the hinge of his jaw, just under his ear. One hand slides upward, petting over Edward's side. What can he say; after a feeding like that, he feels indulgent. Decadent.] Did that feel good? [asked as he nuzzles Edward's jaw. It's not like he doesn't know the answer, but he'd like to hear him say it. If he's even possible of such a thing right now]

[enigmaster]

[The sound of Oswald talking feels weirdly... distant. He can hear it, but it's almost like background noise, as if it has nothing to do with him at all. So it... takes a bit to really reach him. The touching, though, he can feel that just fine. Edward leans into it, eyes still pretty glazed over. ... Wait, was there talking just now...?] Um... S... Sorry, um... what...?

[agoodname]

[Cute. Oswald pulls back just slightly, just enough so he can look at his face] I asked if that felt good. [he smirks, slow and pleased, continuing to pet over his side as Edward leans into it]

[enigmaster]

[Edward's eyes are very unfocused right now. He looks about a million miles away, honestly. Or perhaps just a few minutes stuck in the past, still, stuck in that kiss.] Oh... yeah, that... uh-huh... [Very good, it seems. He's not quite back in reality just yet.]

[agoodname]

Me too~ [and he's pushing up on his toes again to press a kiss to the corner of his mouth] Absolutely divine.

[enigmaster]

Mhmmmm... yeah... [It's still kind of hard to think. He's... definitely leaning on that door a little, wow, okay.]

[agoodname]

[Wow. Okay. Oswald's smirk widens, then, dropping back down from his toes so he can rest his hands on Edward's hips again, putting most of his weight on his good leg so he can slide his bad one in between Edward's, giving him something else to lean on if need be] Well. I can't say this isn't immensely flattering. [teasing, absolutely, almost giddy with the blood still rushing through his veins, with the heat Edward's giving off, with how they're pressed together]

[enigmaster]

Mhm... [He feels... weird. The euphoria is starting to wear off into more of a pleased background feeling, even that slowly fading, and he blinks again. It was only a quick bite, after all, or the effect would be far longer lasting.] Um... huh...? [He looks back down at Oswald, as if he almost forgot he was even here.] What? [Why does his head feel so fuzzy?]

[agoodname]

[Oswald chuckles at that, petting a hand over Edward's hip, before he rocks up to kiss the corner of his mouth again] Never mind. [he hums a bit, contemplative but pleased] I didn't know you were so sensitive.

[enigmaster]

[He catches... most of that.] I'm... m'not, really... [Well, not like he has to experience to say either way, but. Still.]

[agoodname]

You could have fooled me~ [teasing again. But he's more than happy to to stand here and just spoil Edward with little kisses and touches until he comes out of it. It's fun, and enjoyable, and prolongs that heat that's still simmering in him]

[enigmaster]

[The kisses are... very nice. And slowly, Edward's eyes start to focus more. He still feels kind of odd, but in a different way. Like he just woke up, rather than rather than ... What was he doing just before?] Ah... [He blinks.] ...What just...? [...] ...Sorry, did... did I just completely zone out...?

[agoodname]

Hm, a little bit. Apparently giving you a hickey was enough to make you lose your sense of focus all together. [he sounds very amused--and reaches up to brush his thumb across that spot. The punctures are almost healed, but there's still a bruise]

[enigmaster]

[Yeah, that spot feels... very sensitive. He only blinks, not quite feeling the urge to wince. It doesn't hurt, it just feels... odd. But that's probably normal.] Oh... Oh. Sorry, I... I don't know how that, uh... [He glances away, embarrassed.] I've never really done anything like this before...

[agoodname]

[he can't help but chuckle at that, charmed by Edward's embarrassment] Nothing to be embarrassed about. [and he presses another kiss to that spot just behind his ear] I like how sensitive you are~

[enigmaster]

Yes, well, you say that... Ah... [He's really not disproving the sensitive thing with the way he shudders a little.]

[agoodname]

I do say it. [oh, he likes this. This is lovely. And he's going to nuzzle at that spot gently, brushing his lips over it again] It's charming.

[enigmaster]

C-C'mon... [It is so not charming, wow.]