Aaron

[alcuin]

Between rumors that Hannibal had heard and snatches of thoughts that Alcuin had gotten, they had a good idea that the Church was up to something. Something that could be bad for vampires.

The problem with the Church's hunters, of course, was that they were difficult to spot unless they were hunting you. Most of them were priests. A handy day job, good cover. And so Alcuin's background task was being on the look out (and listen-out) for tales of priests acting strangely.

When Alcuin heard about a priest who'd been spotted in a gay bar, Hannibal had been delighted, and Alcuin had asked around. Found out he was more of a regular at other bars in the area. Paid off a bartender to call him the next time the priest came in.

He was easy to spot, at least. It seemed rather careless to Alcuin, for the guy to keep his collar on while he nursed a whiskey at the bar. Though priests were allowed to drink... maybe the gay bar was a fluke?

He came in and stood at the bar not far from the priest, as if getting the bartender's attention. He did an intentional double take as if surprised to see him, and then smiled as if a little embarrassed. Listening for his thoughts.

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[quitollis]

Aaron didn't quite know why Eliot kept popping in his mind, but he ignored it and began, one finger, but soon two.

[alcuin]

Alcuin really needed to figure out who that man was. He did get a name. Eliot.

Though right now he was terribly distracted by what Aaron was doing. He groaned softly, encouragingly.

[quitollis]

Aaron got into it, wanting more of those moans and encouragements. Then he was practically fucking him with them, until he was too hard to resist him.

So he removed his fingers and got behind him instead.

[alcuin]

Alcuin could tell that Aaron liked the sounds he made, even if he didn't need to hear his thoughts to guess that.

He whimpered when Aaron removed his fingers. "Please..." he begged, breathlessly. "I need you."

[quitollis]

Aaron pushed inside, hard and urgent. He needed this. With his mission, who knew how long it would be before he could again.

[alcuin]

"Oh, god..." Alcuin moaned, his head dropping. It really did feel very good. And there wasn't really anything he needed to be thinking about now aside from making this good, which was the goal for sex regardless.

[quitollis]

Aaron, encouraged, fucked him hard. He reached over and grabbed Alcuin's cock.

[alcuin]

"Oh god, just like that..." Alcuin moaned.

[quitollis]

Encouraged, Aaron continued. He felt so good and... well, the way he looked was practically pornographic. In a good way. Aaron pulled out and nudged him on his back. "I want to see your face."

[alcuin]

That was a good sign, Alcuin thought. Once on his back he spread his legs and wet his lips, reaching his hands up to touch him, eager. "Don't stop..."

[quitollis]

Aaron grinned. "No intention of doing so," he assured him and pushed inside again, watching Alcuin as he did.

[alcuin]

Alcuin arched his back slightly and then wrapped his legs around Aaron, moaning. His expression was one of our ecstasy, eyes heavy lidded, mouth slightly open.

[quitollis]

Aaron grabbed Alcuin's cock again and pulled as he fucked him. He wanted more of those moans, and more of that face full of lust.

[alcuin]

"Oh, god..." Alcuin moaned again. His eyes opened a little wider as he regarded Aaron with pure desire painted on his face. "I'm so close, Aaron." He said this as if asking for permission, his voice dripping with need.

[quitollis]

"Come for me," Aaron said. "Let me feel you come."

[alcuin]

Alcuin gasped out in response to this as if overwhelmed. And then he was coming, hard, spilling over Aaron's hand and crying out loudly as his body constricted around Aaron's cock.

[quitollis]

A few more pushes into that tight body and Aaron too came, groaning as he did. He rode it for a moment, but then carefully pulled out.

[alcuin]

Alcuin let out another quiet whimper, and then sighed contently as his legs fell back onto the bed. He stayed quiet, listening for Aaron's thoughts.

[quitollis]

Aaron fell beside on him on the bed and lay still for a moment. "That was... really good." Then he got up to clean himself and discard the condom.

There was not much in the way of thought at the moment. He was just relieved and that was good.

[alcuin]

Alcuin stretched lazily. "It was," he murmured. "You... were really good."

[quitollis]

Aaron turned to face Alcuin. "So were you." God, he was beautiful, he thought, but of course would never utter it.

[alcuin]

Alcuin smiled radiantly at him. "You're really hot," he sighed.

[quitollis]

Aaron snorted. "I'm sure that's the lighting," he said. He was quite proud of his figure, but hot? Too many scars to be hot.

[alcuin]

Oh, the scars. That was a bit sad, if he was self conscious.

"I don't just mean how you look, though that's very good too," he said, looking over at him. "I mean... the whole thing. How you look at me. How you fuck."

[quitollis]

Aaron found that extremely uncomfortable to hear. He wasn't into that. "Feel free to shower, if you like. Through the door next to the altar." And then leave, he thought, and hoped to imply. Before this got more uncomfortable. Before he started thinking about how beautiful he looked.