One hand cups the back of his head, the other stays around his waist. There’s nothing violent or shocking to it; there are kisses and suction and then there’s a brief pinch before the feeding starts…
And then it’s something else entirely. Jacobi will feel it, an overwhelming amount of pleasure washing through and over him, warmth and safety and affection shot through with need and want. It doesn’t die down or wash away, but with it comes a connection, and through that connection, there’s a sense of Warren, the jumble of love and need and worry he’s feeling, the want and frustration and fatigue. A few images come through, Warren in a kitchen that looks like some historical reenactment, working with someone else. A few galas, people dressed as much like confections as clothing, Then it switches to something more modern, to a hotel room that Jacobi would remember, a situation that comes straight from their past together. Only this time, Kepler has a hole in his side and Jacobi is yelling, offering his wrist, cutting it open to force the issue.
And Kepler takes it, drinks and this Jacobi gets to see that Jacobi’s first response, the two of them bonding that way for the first time.
Then Kepler is drawing away, the pleasure starts to ebb gently as he licks the wound to close it and start it closing and healing.
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And then it’s something else entirely. Jacobi will feel it, an overwhelming amount of pleasure washing through and over him, warmth and safety and affection shot through with need and want. It doesn’t die down or wash away, but with it comes a connection, and through that connection, there’s a sense of Warren, the jumble of love and need and worry he’s feeling, the want and frustration and fatigue. A few images come through, Warren in a kitchen that looks like some historical reenactment, working with someone else. A few galas, people dressed as much like confections as clothing, Then it switches to something more modern, to a hotel room that Jacobi would remember, a situation that comes straight from their past together. Only this time, Kepler has a hole in his side and Jacobi is yelling, offering his wrist, cutting it open to force the issue.
And Kepler takes it, drinks and this Jacobi gets to see that Jacobi’s first response, the two of them bonding that way for the first time.
Then Kepler is drawing away, the pleasure starts to ebb gently as he licks the wound to close it and start it closing and healing.