Eric

[borgiafatale]

Lucrezia did not take Eric's advice and leave her silver at home. But she did have the silver knife inside her purse with absolutely no intention of bringing it out unless it was a matter of life and death. After talking to Michael (and then, inevitably, Cesare, because Michael simply couldn't keep anything from her brother), she was even more wary of the idea of vampires than she'd been before. Her brother had also very intentionally not warned her away from them, and she was smart enough to know that he probably saw how she might be useful. And that didn't bother her. She was a Borgia, after all. And she had a lot of anger and unrest at the moment. Best to distract herself. And finding out more about vampires seemed like an awfully good distraction. As did finding out more about her brother's connection to vampires, which he hadn't exactly been forthcoming about.

So she went back to the Blood Diamond one night. Alone, this time. It was a warm night, one of the first in a while, and so she was wearing a white fluttery dress spotted with red cherry blossoms, and red heels. She wondered if there was something she should or should not wear to look more or less like a snack. She had no idea. Would a tight black leather dress have been better or worse?

She garnered a few looks as she walked in, going to the bar. She ordered an old fashioned, and looked up to the balcony, wondering if she would see Eric. She supposed she could ask for him, though she wanted to look around a bit first.

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[borgiafatale]

As soon as he started fucking her in earnest, Lucrezia was enjoying the hell out of it. It all felt so. Good. And she just wanted even more. She gasped and moaned and dug her nails into the top of his back. And tilted her head to give him better access to her neck.

[thenorthman]

Eric finally clicked his fangs out, still thrusting into her steadily as he ran them lightly across the soft skin of her neck. If she was going to change her mind, it was now or never, the gesture said.

[borgiafatale]

Oh, god. Oh god oh god oh god.

"Do it," she gasped.

[thenorthman]

Eric waited for a few more of her heartbeats, his thrusts timed to them, and then bit in, fangs sliding in, blood flowing into his mouth. He drank happily, relishing in the taste of warm, human blood - her warm, human blood - even as he drove into her, again and again. But he stopped before long, not anywhere near risking taking too much, and then only focused on fucking her, strong and hard, blood on his lips and running down her shoulder where the wound still seeped.

[borgiafatale]

It didn't hurt, in the moment - in fact, Lucrezia found she rather liked it. It went along with the passion and the intensity of the fucking, and she loved how it made her feel, knowing how much he liked it. And when he started fucking her even harder she cried out in frustration, digging her nails into the back of his neck.

[thenorthman]

"Something you want?" Eric asked against her ear, fucking her relentlessly.

[borgiafatale]

"This," Lucrezia gasped. "This was exactly what I wanted." Oh god, she could even feel her body inching towards another orgasm. But slowly, so slowly... another moan of frustration.

[thenorthman]

"Are you sure?" Eric asked, cool lips warmed by her blood as he trailed kisses along her jaw, then licked over her oozing wound with a flat tongue. "You sound like you need something. And I could do this for hours." This, fucking her with short, deep, hard snaps of his hips, hands on her easily keeping her body in place right where he wanted her.

[borgiafatale]

"Could you?" Lucrezia gasped. "But do you really want to?" She turned her head and licked his neck.

[thenorthman]

Eric chuckled, amused, his rhythm never faltering. "This isn't exactly unpleasant."

[borgiafatale]

"Let me guess, you have, ah... perfect control over your body." Her fingers slid up into his hair and tugged slightly. "You won't come until you're good and ready."

[thenorthman]

"It takes a lot of practice," he assured her, his head unmoving against the tug on his hair.

[borgiafatale]

"And what about me?" Lucrezia asked, somehow managing to wrap her legs more tightly around him. "I won't come until you're good and ready either?"

[thenorthman]

"I thought this was exactly what you wanted," Eric reminded her of her own words, amusement coloring his voice.

[borgiafatale]

Lucrezia groaned as a thrust hit particularly well, and she tugged at his hair again.

"It's so good..." she said breathlessly. "And... and I'm so close, oh god..."

[thenorthman]

"Are you going to come just from this, Lucrezia?" he asked her, still making up his mind whether he would let her, now, if she was.

[borgiafatale]

Five minutes ago she probably would have said no, but now she wasn't entirely sure. "Maybe," she said breathlessly.

[thenorthman]

"Maybe," Eric echoed, and repeated the kind of thrust that had drawn a groan from her a handful of seconds ago.

[borgiafatale]

"Oh god," Lucrezia cried out, and then yanked him to her to kiss him.

[thenorthman]

Eric smiled, and let her, kissing her as if he wanted to devour her, his hands on her hips making sure that he was thrusting into her at the exact angle he wanted.

[borgiafatale]

Lucretia continued to moan loudly as he fucked her; she had no idea how thick these walls were or if anyone could here her, and she seriously did not give a shit. Honestly right now if a bunch of Eric's employees walked in and started watching, she didn't think she could bring herself to stop.

She bucked against him as he thrust, and felt her body growing taut as pleasure built. She wasn't sure she'd ever come just from penetration alone, but damn if she wasn't almost there.

[thenorthman]

Eric could feel the telltale tension seeping into her, and he decided against denying her just then, if she could in fact reach orgasm from this alone. His hands kept her in place and he pushed his speed a little to offer her more stimulation, careful not to go too hard or too fast, skirting with the limits of what a human could do - never mind maintain.

[borgiafatale]

Lucrezia tightened her legs around him, dug her nails into the back of his neck, made breathy, desperate sounds as he fucked her. Yes, yes...

When she came, it crashed over her suddenly, and she lowered her head to Eric's shoulder to muffle a loud cry.

[thenorthman]

It was beautiful, the way she broke apart for him, and Eric enjoyed every second of it. And did not at all relent, keeping up the same merciless pace, the lovely taste of her blood still strong on his palate, and when she leaned back, he caught her mouth in a strong, fierce kiss.

[borgiafatale]

He was kissing her before it was even over, and as the last waves of pleasure subsided, she kissed him back even more fiercely, wanting so badly to see him come apart, too.