Pain still nipped at Elijah's heart, the pain of unrequited love and of having his very large ego taken out and beaten into submission. Elijah never had been the one to submit before. He had given into Cain the first time and fell in love. His submission tied them together in a way he hadn't imagined that it ever would and now once more he was falling to his needs in proverbial submission before this other immortal, offering up what was left of his heart on a platter.
It would be the end of him, the vampire was almost certain but he could do nothing more and nothing less. There was a choked sob that sat in the back of his throat as they kissed. Elijah poured out every ounce of himself into their exchange, sliding his tongue over and along Cain's, licking into the older male's mouth, biting and pulling at lips until he could taste the sweet bitter tang of blood. It didn't matter if it was his or Cain's, it was theirs and it mingled into this new bond, sealing them together in this new promise.
Fingers climbed up Cain's back and swirled around the knots of his thoracic spine, and downward until they were digging into the cleft of Cain's ass, gripping tightly as Elijah pulled them close together again. This time he wanted Cain. It didn't matter who took the other. All the Original knew was that he needed to be one, fully and completely. He wanted to taste and touch and be wholly and fully together in every way possible. This was far too important for something simple. This was a covenant drawn between them, and if they were to walk the pieces, then they were to do it with blood, come, and flesh or they wouldn't do it at all.
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Date: 2023-10-17 05:24 pm (UTC)It would be the end of him, the vampire was almost certain but he could do nothing more and nothing less. There was a choked sob that sat in the back of his throat as they kissed. Elijah poured out every ounce of himself into their exchange, sliding his tongue over and along Cain's, licking into the older male's mouth, biting and pulling at lips until he could taste the sweet bitter tang of blood. It didn't matter if it was his or Cain's, it was theirs and it mingled into this new bond, sealing them together in this new promise.
Fingers climbed up Cain's back and swirled around the knots of his thoracic spine, and downward until they were digging into the cleft of Cain's ass, gripping tightly as Elijah pulled them close together again. This time he wanted Cain. It didn't matter who took the other. All the Original knew was that he needed to be one, fully and completely. He wanted to taste and touch and be wholly and fully together in every way possible. This was far too important for something simple. This was a covenant drawn between them, and if they were to walk the pieces, then they were to do it with blood, come, and flesh or they wouldn't do it at all.