Godric wouldn't allow it even if he tried. He wants this desperately and
raises his hips up to meet him, pulling him down to kiss him again, tasting
the sweet coppery taste of blood.
He moans his name, sliding one arm behind his head. If he's going to get
fucked, he's going to enjoy it.
Fortunately, he's had practice with the height difference, and he adjusts
himself accordingly. "It's alright," he mutters, lips stained with blood.
The kiss, and the way Godric says his name all feeds into Eric's want. His fingertips press harder into skin and he breathes heavier in anticipation. When he can feel that moment of penetration, those desperate grunts turn into a satisfying sigh. He pushes deeper, a little more with each thrust.
He wants to make this memorable, but there's a reality sinking in that now that he's gotten a taste of this change, that control is going to be hard fought.
Godric has never been this close to Eric. He has shared his blood, his bed, everything with him, but he has never given him this. It feels only right now, as if he'd been holding out on each other.
As soon as he feels Eric inside of him, as soon as the flash of pain gives way to blissful pressure, he meets his gaze, capturing his face as he rocks his hips up into him and wraps his legs around him. "My beautiful one," he murmurs, breath catching in his throat.
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Godric wouldn't allow it even if he tried. He wants this desperately and raises his hips up to meet him, pulling him down to kiss him again, tasting the sweet coppery taste of blood.
He moans his name, sliding one arm behind his head. If he's going to get fucked, he's going to enjoy it.
Fortunately, he's had practice with the height difference, and he adjusts himself accordingly. "It's alright," he mutters, lips stained with blood.
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He wants to make this memorable, but there's a reality sinking in that now that he's gotten a taste of this change, that control is going to be hard fought.
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As soon as he feels Eric inside of him, as soon as the flash of pain gives way to blissful pressure, he meets his gaze, capturing his face as he rocks his hips up into him and wraps his legs around him. "My beautiful one," he murmurs, breath catching in his throat.