fadingworld | A medical emergency

A deep navy cloak hides his features and the more ornate tunic the courtesan usually wears to greet his clients. Mal hunches his shoulders and slides through the crowds hoping to avoid notice. He keeps his head down until he reaches the home of the doctor and wraps smartly on the door. "Open up," he calls in a voice that expects to be listened to.

How much time did he have? He could not have a client bleeding out. Not this one. Not one who had come to him for help, to be treated privately.

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fadingworld

"I'll try to remember that," Mal promises. He can't know if he will slip into any old habits. There has been a life time of conditioning to do the reverse.

"I have a little experimenting to do before I truly know what I like or not."

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mandragoraspiritus

"Then you must tell me if there is anything, anything at all, that you find you don't like, no matter how small." And Regis, he will have to be mindful and keep his focus on Mal. He doubts he will have any trouble with that, with putting the man's pleasure before his own.

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fadingworld

"I will," Mal says softly. He reaches for Regis' hand and kisses the tips of his fingers. "I do enjoy giving pleasure in my own way so do make sure I learn what you like too."

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mandragoraspiritus

"I will make sure of it," Regis promises, eyes glued to Mal's mouth when he kisses his fingers.

Slowly he stands holding out a hand for Mal to take. But rather than pulling him to his feet he bows, bending over Mal's hand to kiss the back of it. "Mal, dearest Mal... Would you do me the honor of joining me in my bed?"

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fadingworld

Mal looks up with a happy little smile, "I can say yes with my whole heart," he says rising and finding Regis' hand. It does, he realises, make a huge difference that has bed will remain his own for the moment.

He watches Regis as they make the way to his bedroom, looking for clues on what he might like.

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mandragoraspiritus

Regis believes him and as they walk to his bedroom he realizes that Mal is keeping the promise he had made him when they first agreed to this apprenticeship, that the next time Mal went to bed with anyone it would be because he truly wanted to.

Once beside the bed Regis turns Mal back towards him, stepping in close and sliding his arms around him. "Will you let me undress you?" He asks, murmuring against Mal's lips before claiming them in a kiss that soon grows deep.

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fadingworld

Mal has time to whisper a yes before he gets caught up in the kiss. He revels in finding out what makes his own heart race and what draws a faint noise from Regis.

His hands are active tracing all active skin as he starts to lean back invitingly to draw Regis down to the bed with him.

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mandragoraspiritus

Only, Regis doesn't go along with it, not yet. Standing firm he keeps them upright, for now, taking his time for kiss after kiss until he can feel Mal becoming short of breath.

That is when he slowly draws back and sinks down in his knees at Mal's feet, reaching to unfasten his trousers and to slide them down, helping Mal to step out of them. Then rather that getting back to his feet he leans in to trail kisses over Mal's thighs and hips, nuzzling against his warm skin.

Edited Date: 2018-06-17 09:54 pm (UTC)

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fadingworld

Oh! That feels different and strange! Mal reaches out a tentative hand to stroke Regis hair as the kisses start to relax him and he's able to start pinpointing when they really make his skin tingle.

He lets out a low gasp when he finds that the soft kisses on the inside of his thigh hold a great deal of appeal to him.

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mandragoraspiritus

With his sharp senses Regis can tell much about when he does something that Mal enjoys more than others. He can hear the way his heart speeds up, see the flush to his skin.

He takes his time, repeating what had felt good and testing other places to feel under his lips, slowly moving up Mal's body until he's standing upright again and can once more claim Mal's lips in a deep kiss.

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fadingworld

Mal is surprised when Regis doesn't immediately go for his cock. It throws him off and it does stop him from dropping into any kind of auto pilot in the bedroom.

He curls in against Regis reassuring himself that he is not disappointing the vampire with the depth of the kiss.

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mandragoraspiritus

Mal will soon learn that Regis is a completely different breed of man that any of the clients Mal has ever been made to entertain. He moves slowly and takes his time, even with the act of laying Mal down on the bed, one hand behind Mal's back to support him.

One bed bed the murmurs start, quiet, sweet endearments and reassurances, not so much about how pretty pr beautiful Mal is but rather how glad Regis is to be here with him, that they met and how honored he feels that Mal wants this with him. Not one word is a lie or an exaggeration.

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Mal turns his head into Regis' shoulder. As the sweet words continue he turns his nose to nuzzle at the side of Regis' neck. In return he speaks of how Regis heart had attracted him.

"I can truly say you are the first person I have ever wanted to be with," he says sweetly, pressing a kiss to his jaw line before trailing kisses down his neck.

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mandragoraspiritus

Mal has been with other men but that doesn't change the fact that in many ways this is his first time. That is a thought that gives Regis a great deal of pride.

He seems to purr in pleasure, tilting his head back to give Mal all the room he could wish for.

He has gotten Mal naked but he still wears his trousers. This must be remedied. "Will you undress me?" He asks. Permissions will be a very important thing between them.

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fadingworld

Mal makes a noise of assent not quite lifting his lips from Regis' skin. His lips and hands drift lower. He's slow savouring the time he can spend on Regis before he deftly pushes the trousers down and out of the way.

He looks back up with a soft smile. "Better?"

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mandragoraspiritus

Regis assist in getting his last garments off completely and then just sighs in contentment, pleased to be rid of the last barriers. "Much."

It has been a long time since he last had a lover and longer still since he has been with another man. But it isn't something you ever forget. He's happy to move this slowly, not going for the obvious places but rather treat Mal as a whole, keeping close, tangling their limbs up, combing his fingers through his hair. And all the while he watches, drinking in the sight just as much as he does the feeling of the touches.

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fadingworld

Mal looks a little thrown by the slower pace. It takes him a little to relax and stop questioning in his mind what Regis wants.

His body loosens and curls in against the vampire when he simply accepts the closeness and the sweetness. And oh it feels good to just share the space, to gently touch and explore warm skin.

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mandragoraspiritus

After a time Regis gently pushes Mal onto his back and settles on top of him. Not between his legs, though, no. Instead he comes to straddle Mal, bringing them both into contact. Gentle pressure, gentle friction. Still Regis' hands wander in tender caresses, a soft expression on his face focused entirely on Mal.

Edited Date: 2018-06-18 05:03 pm (UTC)

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fadingworld

Mal arches up, automatically finding a rhythm with Regis. He's slow to harden, not through any fault of Regis but because he isn't forcing it or using his hand.

His hands drift over Regis' hips, tracing patterns and working his way in with some anticipation to run his fingers along Regis' cock.

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mandragoraspiritus

There's a slight shiver running through the vampire at that touch, accompanied by a quiet but delighted moan signaling his approval, hardening all the quicker from Mal's exploration.

Regis doesn't rush this. He both takes and gives enjoyment from this unhurried moment, both of them familiarizing themselves with one another in a brand new way.

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fadingworld

Mal's smile widens in delight. So gentle and light would stir him to want more. His touch on Regis' cock is caressing, slowly working along it.

He surprises himself when his hips jerk up, seeking a little more than the gentle friction he's enjoyed so far.

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mandragoraspiritus

That wordless asking for more is what Regis has been waiting for. A hand drifts from Mal's chest and down. There are little, light, teasing pinpricks from sharp fingernails but Regis' touch remain gentle and careful as fingertips come to drift over hardened, sensitive flesh.

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fadingworld

Oh that is an entirely new experience. Nothing could replicate those careful, sharp nails. Mal lets out a startled gasp of pleasure and looks up at Regis with wide eyes.

"I like that," he says sounding happily surprised.

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mandragoraspiritus

"Good." Regis sounds pleased and the delight is written all over his face along with a touch of fond amusement at Mal's own surprise. "I want nothing more than to please you tonight. To please us both."

The touches grow a little more firm but stay light still. There is precum beading on the tip of Regis' own cock and he catches a drop of it on the pad of his thumb before rubbing it in gentle, slick circles right under the head on the underside of Mal's dick.