crucio (crucio) wrote in cwf,
@ 2010-07-11 22:47:00

open to greer
If Mikhal hadn't a need to sleep, he would have been anxious all day long. After running into Greer in Cold Water and spending the night with him, well almost - since Greer had to leave - the sorcerer was all he could think about. Greer was leaving the Church for him. Mikhal wasn't sure what that meant, but it meant something, that was for damn sure. The sorcerer had been nothing but a game at first and now Mikhal was utterly lost and in too deep. He wanted Greer more than he wanted anything in the entire world, and now he got to have him. Or did he? A part of him was still worried Greer would change his mind, and when night fell and Mikhal rose that fear was stuck in the pit of his stomach.

He showered and got dressed, wearing a pair of black slacks and a thin white v-neck shirt, then he just... Waited. He had no idea when Greer would show. Greer said he'd be back that night, and if he wasn't... Mikhal was certain he'd leave Cold Water and never come back.

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impotentwaffle
2010-07-17 08:23 am UTC (link)

Mikhal's tongue was magic and Greer felt a shiver race through his limbs. At the bite, all he could do was cry out, but there was far more lust in the sound than there was pain. Eagerly, his chin tilted up, offering even more of his neck to the man. Nothing could compare to the sensation of being locked to someone like this, nourishing them while taking so much pleasure from it himself. His hips bucked up, seeking pressure to ease the ache that had started there.

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	crucio 2010-07-17 08:30 am UTC (link)
	Greer's blood was so much more rich than any human's Mikhal had tasted, and it made his veins almost ache in a way, but a good way. When Greer's hips bucked upwards, the vampire slid a hand downwards and pressed the heel of his palm against the front of the sorcerer's pants to rub at his cock a little bit. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

impotentwaffle
2010-07-17 08:46 am UTC (link)

He couldn't hold back another moan at the way Mikhal's hand was touching him now. Every other thought was far far from his mind and it was blessedly silent in his brain. It didn't take a great deal to get him hard and he hitched his knee up, letting his leg wrap around the vampire's lower half.

Part of him thought he could have an orgasm just like this, with Mikhal's teeth deep in his neck and his hand on his cock.

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crucio
2010-07-17 09:04 am UTC (link)

Mikhal was pretty well trained at knowing when he needed to stop feeding, but with Greer he had to really work at it. After a moment, he pulled back and let his tongue dip over the wounds to help them along to healing. He sat up and started to work Greer's shirt off, and then he worked on his pants.

"I hope you're not tired," he smirked a little as he tugged the man's pants down, and he dipped his head down to press a kiss against Greer's pelvic bone while he stared up at him.

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impotentwaffle
2010-07-17 04:25 pm UTC (link)

"I napped," he answered, though his words dropped off as he saw Mikhal's mouth touch his skin. Feeling a kiss was one thing, but actually being able to see it added something to the sensation. "I'm going to be nocturnal now." He had already started rearranging his schedule in his head, getting himself accustomed to what it would be like to go to bed when the sun came up. He didn't even think he was going to miss the afternoons, or the sun. Not when he had Mikhal to replace them.

He was still a little embarrassed by how much the other man turned him on. As he grew harder, he had to bite his lip and look away. There were elements of shame still riding in his body when they did this.

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crucio
2010-07-18 12:37 am UTC (link)

Mikhal could sense that apprehension, that tension, and he wanted nothing more than to put Greer at ease about it. He slid Greer's shoes off, then his socks, then his pants, but left Greer in his boxer briefs for now. He slipped his own shirt off, and his pants as well, so that they were both nearly naked and he settled back on top of Greer to kiss him on the mouth.

"You're going to change your schedule for me, too?" he mumbled, "You're perfect, you know."

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impotentwaffle
2010-07-18 03:59 am UTC (link)

"Far from perfect," he muttered, but it was less self deprecating and more teasing. "I sunburn easily anyway."

The return of Mikhal's weight was welcomed and he sighed, feeling himself relax a little again. He didn't feel so exposed with the other man against him. "Are you drunk now?" He could not hide the grin that came along with that thought. Someone drunk on him.

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	crucio 2010-07-18 04:18 am UTC (link)
	"From what I can see, you're pretty close to perfect," Mikhal said with a grin as he slid his leg in between Greer's legs so that he could press his thigh up against the man's cock. "I'm a little drunk, yes," he replied as he dipped his head down and kissed at Greer's neck. "Can you tell?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

impotentwaffle
2010-07-18 11:35 am UTC (link)

"I can't disagree with your excellent vision then." Greer's voice hitched a little as Mikhal moved a little on top of him. The leg between his own made him whimper and push his body down, thighs squeezing slightly so that he could keep the pressure there. "I can tell because your aura is wobbly." It was a funny word to describe it, but it was the only one he could think of to properly describe the flickering, swirling colors.

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	crucio 2010-07-18 11:54 am UTC (link)
	The word 'wobbly' caused him to lift his head up and he looked down at Greer with an amused grin. His pupils were very dialated, and his eyes actually looked bluer than usual. "Wobbly?" he asked, cocking his head to the side before he dipped his head down so kiss the tip of Greer's nose. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

impotentwaffle
2010-07-18 04:45 pm UTC (link)

He nodded as if it was a technical term. "The colors are swirling and blending, like you can't keep one thought in your head for very long. Or one emotion. I kind of like that my blood does that to you."

He paused for a moment, considering his entrance. "Do you think that woman would ever take my blood by force? If I protected myself against a vampire here, would it get me or you into trouble?"

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	crucio 2010-07-18 09:20 pm UTC (link)
	"I like it too," Mikhal said back as he swept his thumb against Greer's lower lip gently. At the next few questions, he arched a brow. "Depends on the vampire. You're my guest, so technically they would have to leave you alone. But if it had been Bernie, well, then you would have been shit out of luck. Or Elgyn." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

impotentwaffle
2010-07-18 10:32 pm UTC (link)

"Maybe not," he grinned impishly. "I know some pretty good defense magic." He was a quick study and while it didn't feel right to learn harmful magic, he had justified some spells to help defend himself against danger. Well, he thought they were pretty good anyway. But he hadn't much cause to use them, so they were rusty. "I'm going to practice magic more often now that I'm just me and not a priest."

As he spoke, his lips moved against Mikhal's thumb until finally he let the tip of his tongue dart out to touch the soft pad of it. The vampire's skin was warm now.

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crucio
2010-07-19 12:13 am UTC (link)

Mikhal smiled and he rocked his hips downwards slowly, creating friction between the two of them, but he wished that they didn't have their underwear on in between them. He drew his hand away from Greer's mouth and slid it down in between them to slip it beneath the waistband of his underwear so that he could rub at his cock.

"Practice magic and other things, I hope," he murmured against Greer's jaw.

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impotentwaffle
2010-07-19 12:47 am UTC (link)

"Oh," Greer exhaled, feeling a flush bloom over his skin, not only at Mikhal's hand, but at his suggestion. "Yes, I'd like to get better at that too. Maybe you could--I mean maybe you could show me something new and then we can practice tonight." For Greer, practically everything would be new. It worried him to think just how much more there was about sex that he didn't know. The time he'd spent with Mikhal had nearly killed him with pleasure--could there really be more?

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	crucio 2010-07-19 01:14 am UTC (link)
	"Show you something new and practice?" Mikhal asked with a slow smile. God, that was just such an adorable way of putting it. "Anything in particular you'd like to be shown or would you rather be surprised?" he mumbled, nibbling down along the curve of Greer's neck and to his shoulder as he swept the pad of his thumb over the head of Greer's cock. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

impotentwaffle
2010-07-19 02:12 am UTC (link)

"Ah!" Greer cried out at the very pointed touch. It seemed like every nerve ending in his body was connected to that spot and he squirmed. Words left his brain and he struggled to get them back so he could answer Mikhal's question.

A few moment passed and he blinked, forcing himself to concentrate. "I'm not sure I'd even know what to ask for," he finally said. "I think any part of my body could become erotic if you were touching it."

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crucio
2010-07-19 02:46 am UTC (link)

"You are so, very, beautifully adorable," Mikhal said against the side of Greer's throat, just below the man's earlobe.

After a moment he pulled away and sat up so that he could tug Greer's underwear off. He was slow, deliberate, and he kept his gaze focused on the sorcerer's face. He wanted to show Greer that it was all right to be comfortable in sexual situations, even if he really liked the shyness. His own underwear came off next, and then he slid a hand down to curl it around his own cock, stroking himself while he looked at Greer.

"Have you ever touched yourself?" he asked, his voice low and a bit reedy.

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impotentwaffle
2010-07-19 03:05 am UTC (link)

Pinker and pinker. Even in the low lighting of the room, it was clear just how red his skin was becoming. He was still a little dumbfounded from the touches and now that he was exposed himself, his jaw fell slack. Now he felt like he'd been caught doing something wrong. Touched himself? "I--If I ever got--excited--about something, I took a cold shower. Or I read verse." When he said it out loud, it sounded so ridiculous. Why would he hold himself back from something as amazing looking as what Mikhal was teasing him with?

His cock was ridiculously hard, as if all of that pent up energy from years and years of self denial was begging to come out again. He could not take his eyes off of Mikhal's hand and the way it smoothed over his skin like that.

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	crucio 2010-07-19 03:13 am UTC (link)
	That was simply astounding to Mikhal. He'd never touched himself, not even once? He couldn't imagine not getting off when he needed to, or wanted to. "You've seriously never touched yourself, not even once?" he asked, rocking his hips forward into his hand slowly, putting his cock very close to Greer's. "You should. Right now. I want to watch you." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

impotentwaffle
2010-07-19 03:30 am UTC (link)

"Once," he said honestly. "But I felt so guilty after that I never did it again." Not that he hadn't thought about it and those thoughts had increased a hundred fold once Mikhal had come into his life.

"N-now?" he stammered and raised his eyebrows. "I--" he couldn't say no; he didn't want to say no. Slowly, without taking his eyes off of Mikhal's hands, he moved his own hand down. For a moment, it seemed like he thought his cock was going to hurt him, as if it was rigged with an electric zapper. Eventually, he brushed his fingers over the head and then slid his fist down the length of himself. "Like this?"

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crucio
2010-07-19 03:38 am UTC (link)

Greer loved the stammering. He liked being the one to corrupt Greer, so to speak, since Greer had corrupted him right into love. Of course, Mikhal hadn't told the sorcerer that yet. He wasn't sure how to say the words, but at the moment he could show him.

Watching Greer's hand go downwards, and he smiled at how nervous he was. When those slender fingers finally curled around that beautiful cock, Mikhal let out a little moan and stroked himself a little bit faster.

"Yes, like that," he said softly. "Just like that."

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impotentwaffle
2010-07-19 03:47 am UTC (link)

Greer stopped himself from shifting focus back to Mikhal. He was more comfortable doing things to the vampire, or letting him do things to him. But this was so self-focused that Greer was having more trouble with it. It was good trouble though. So good.

He mimicked Mikhal, going faster when the other man went faster. That connected them more firmly and he concentrated on the fact that this was how Mikhal must feel. "That's--" he couldn't even think of a descriptor word.

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	crucio 2010-07-19 04:02 am UTC (link)
	There was something so sexual about watching someone touch themself, especially when they refrained from doing so. This was only the second time in Greer's life that he'd done this, and it was incredibly hot to watch. "Squeeze at the base and then go up," Mikhal instructed, his voice breathy. "And rotate your wrist." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

impotentwaffle
2010-07-19 06:20 pm UTC (link)

The instruction was more than a little hot. Greer followed along, playing the good student. With an immediate groan of approval, he squeezed and twisted his hand, pausing at the head because he found that was the most sensitive part. Mikhal had opened up the door to exploration and he bit his bottom lip as his eyes fluttered shut. His thumb lingered along the slit of his cock and his hips jerked up a little.