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]

"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.

[thenorthman]

But Eric was far from done with her, with this. "What do you think?" he asked her as he broke the kiss, after drawing in the breath necessary to speak. "Do you want to come again?"

[borgiafatale]

Lucrezia let out a little moan. "You're really trying to impress me, aren't you." Then, a little gasp, and, "But yes..."

[thenorthman]

"I'm enjoying myself," Eric corrected her with an amused smile, and pulled out of her to turn her around. He entered her again from behind, blunt teeth worrying over her shoulder as he slid his hand between her legs.

[borgiafatale]

Lucrezia gasped in surprise as he turned her around and pushed back into her. "Oh god," she moaned, dropping her head and pushing her ass back against him. "Oh god, Eric..."

[thenorthman]

Eric smirked, and drove into her again, bending her over the desk. There was something immensely satisfying about making her shed all of her very proper manners, seeing her abandon herself to this, and his fingers slid between wet folds to rub against her clit in time with his thrusts.

[borgiafatale]

Lucrezia groaned in pleasure and frustration. The stimulation so soon after she'd orgasmed was the perfect mixture of discomfort and bliss, teetering in between.

[thenorthman]

Eric did not let up, as merciless in this as he could be in other things. He wanted her to push through the discomfort of overstim and into another orgasm, and he followed whatever cue she gave him to make sure his fingers worked on her in the best, worst way possible, even as he kept fucking into her.

[borgiafatale]

Lucrezia wasn't sure that she had ever felt anything quite like this. Part of her wanted it to be over right now, and another part wanted it to never end...

"Oh god - oh fuck - "

She came, again, and it seemed to go on even longer this time, as if her body had to squeeze out every inch of energy towards this.