There's no one like Louis. Washed-up journalists on benders reliving their youth are a dime a dozen, immortal or not. Daniel still believes, might always believe, that he's incidental to this story; a part of the machine that got caught up by accident. He wasn't worth forever, it was just a thing that happened because someone was angry at him and needed an outlet, and to say yes to something when he hadn't the first time—
Things to think about later. Or not at all.
Feels too good to let it get muddy with his cynical brain. Their minds are tangled together and it's as good as being locked together with him physically, buried deep inside, pressing his cock all the way into the clutch of his body. Feels like forever since he's done this with another man, never done this with another vampire. It thrills him that it's with Louis, who he's wanted for so long, who's welcoming him with a force of desire he could have never expected.
"Good?"
Caged close over him, folded in, nose to nose. Daniel slides a hand over Louis' chest and lower, so that he can wrap fingers around the older creature's own arousal. In no hurry to have it all end, he just wants to feel him more, and more, and more.
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Things to think about later. Or not at all.
Feels too good to let it get muddy with his cynical brain. Their minds are tangled together and it's as good as being locked together with him physically, buried deep inside, pressing his cock all the way into the clutch of his body. Feels like forever since he's done this with another man, never done this with another vampire. It thrills him that it's with Louis, who he's wanted for so long, who's welcoming him with a force of desire he could have never expected.
"Good?"
Caged close over him, folded in, nose to nose. Daniel slides a hand over Louis' chest and lower, so that he can wrap fingers around the older creature's own arousal. In no hurry to have it all end, he just wants to feel him more, and more, and more.