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[atadflamboyant]

[As promised, Lord Akeldama was very interested in having tea with Klavier. So, a few days after their last discussion, Klavier received an invitation -- embossed, of course -- to come join Lord Akeldama for his afternoon tea.

Of course, "afternoon" for the vampire is four o'clock -- in the morning. And when he says tea, he actually means champagne. And maybe a few other delightful activities together. That's why the vampire, in his finest points, is sitting princess style on a chaise.]

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[atadflamboyant]

[He'll catch up. He's very devoted to the cause.

Lord A settles back, reachibg for his glass of Slurp and bringing it to his lips. His eyes never leave Klavier, tracking each inch of skin as it's revealed. It had been a while since Lord A had had a partner so shameless. His boys were eager, of course but sometimes hesitant to take initiative.

Klavier certainly wasn't shy. Lord A watched as he got hard, stroking himself, before setting the flute aside and crawling over him to kiss his hips.]

[glimmerous_fop]

[Shy was probably the last word anyone would use to describe Klavier, especially in the bedroom. In fact there are some who would find him to be much too brazen for his own good. The ex-rocker could think of at least one person, but he wasn't about to talk about anyone else right now.

No, he was too busy eyeing Lord Akeldama as he crawled toward him, lips pressing against his skin. The prosecutor smoothed his hand through his host's hair, shaking it free of its tie. That same hand cradled the back of the vampire's head, holding him in place while his free hand continued stroking his cock, fingers polishing the head before squeezing gently, coaxing dewy drops of pre-cum to the surface. Smoothing the saline fluid down his length he then pressed his slick arousal to the side of his companion's face with an unrepentant grin.]

[atadflamboyant]

[Lord A closed his eyes, his elaborate up-do falling away as Klavier stroked through his hair. His eyes flicked up, enjoying the force at the back of his head as Klavier smeared cum across his cheek, his lips lightly parted in invitation.

He wasn't going to make another move, not with Klavier's hand twisted in his hair. It seemed the prosecutor had the perfect leverage to put him where he wanted.]