一期一会 » MEETING ONCE IN A LIFETIME

[stormbelow]

He didn't stay in the nexus after the encounter left him all tense and anxious, two sensations he'd pretty much been hoping to avoid for at least a little while longer while he got things back to normal. He didn't even bother finishing the rest of his errands; there was no time for that.

Instead, he goes straight back home. The second he sets foot in the house, he senses around for Harvestman's presence, hoping like hell that he won't have to track him down anywhere else.

"John?"

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[fuckvampires]

Harvestman snorts, leaning over to press his face into Arashi's shoulder and, for good measure, wrapping his arms around the other vampire. "You're kind of a dick, have I mentioned that?"

[stormbelow]

"Mm, yes." He curls one arm in close across Harvestman's back, but he reaches up with his other hand to cup the vampire's chin, tilting his head up again so that Arashi can pout at him. "Tell me how much you love it." Then he kisses Harvestman, slow and sweet. For good measure.

[fuckvampires]

He would, if he wasn't busy with kissing Arashi back, one hand knitting in the other vampire's hair. "I'd rather show you," he murmurs. "Maybe later."

[stormbelow]

Arashi smiles, his nose bumping against Harvestman's. He's just glad that the guilt has settled again, sinking back to whatever manageable level Harvestman deals with on normal days. That much is better than nothing.

"Later is good. There might be bears around here, and it would be creepy if they were watching."

Straight face.

[fuckvampires]

"Bears. I was thinking about splinters. Really. Bears."

[stormbelow]

Well, less straight faced, now that he's laughing at the look on Harvestman's.

[fuckvampires]

Uh-huh, Harvestman was just going to wipe that look off his face by tackling him and kissing him fiercely, splinters be damned.

[stormbelow]

Oh, sure, easy for him when Arashi is the one who ends up on his back -- then again, Arashi just grins against his lips and enthusiastically returns the kiss. So it's not as though he really cares all that much.

[fuckvampires]

"Fuck the bears," he mutters between sharp, quick kisses along Arashi's jawline. "I'll do you right here and now."

There's some hesitation between the next kiss. "If you want."

[stormbelow]

Arashi pointedly drops his hands to the waistband of Harvestman's jeans, tracing it around to the front, and he grins again, turning into Harvestman's throat with a hungry kiss there.

"Yeah. I think I do." The next kiss is a very human, but very deliberate bite. "But if I get any splinters, I may just bite you for real."

[fuckvampires]

His reward is a deep moan followed by a breathless laugh. Harvestman slides both hands up Arashi's shirt, but doesn't try to get it off. There was something that unsettled him about getting bare-ass naked out here, even though he'd stripped naked for less than that anywhere in a city.

It wasn't bears, okay, it was just a sense of openness that got him. Really.

"Is that a threat or a promise?"

[stormbelow]

"Just don't give me any goddamn splinters," Arashi says, half-muffled by Harvestman's neck and then his mouth as the kissing is instigated once again. With great enthusiasm. Those bears are in for a show, if he has anything to say about it.