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[clichecodename]

A continuation from this thread

Leo's slouched down on the bed by the time Nick comes back. There's a glass of scotch in one hand and a cigarette hanging between his lips.

He watches Nick as he comes into the room, blue eyes tinged with gold zeroing in on the marks he left on the younger were's neck. The smoke is finished and stubbed out and the glass is put down beside it on the bed side table. "Better. Much better. C'mere." He pats his lap.

Leo's removed his shirt while Nick was in the shower, boots as well, but left his jeans on though he didn't imagine they'd stay long.

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[clichecodename]

Leo chokes out a moan, hands gripping tight at Nick's hips in a bruising grip and forces him to move without giving him a chance to adjust to the intrusion. He bites at Nick's neck again, dragging him back down.

[neverrunslate]

Nick doesn't try to resist Leo's compulsion, he never does, just drops his head forward with a stuttering hiss as Leo sets a brutal pace. Chin to his chest, he grips Leo's shoulders even tighter as he's speared open over and over again, blood adding to the slick just barely easing Leo's way as he forces protesting muscles to work through the pain. It'll fade soon enough, and once it begins to he tips his head back again, putting the blood-streaked expanse of his throat on display for Leo again.

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[clichecodename]

His claws are out and his fangs are out and he doesn't remember that happening. Nails dig into hips and blood wells to the surface around them. He keeps up the rough thrusts, dragging Nick down to meet each stroke up. "Jesus Fuck. So hot."

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[neverrunslate]

Nick keens as Leo's claws dig into his hips and the scent of blood gets thicker on the air. If he were human the pain and the blood loss would be starting to take their toll, but he's not, and Nick simply keeps up the punishing pace Leo's set, slamming himself down over and over as his heart hammers and his breathing goes ragged and strained. He leans forward again and muffles his next cry against Leo's lips.

[clichecodename]

Leo captures those lips in a biting kiss, his hands travelling up Nick's back and pulling him close. He finds the leverage and uses it to roll them over, pushing Nick onto his back. It makes it easier for him to drive into the younger man, setting a brutal pace.