[To be honest, he did sort of expect something like this to happen. He wouldn't admit that, of course, because it would imply he sought it out. That he wanted Sholmes to do it. And for a variety of reasons he refuses that premise.
But now that he's here, well... Wasn't he supposed to loosen up? So he kisses back, reveling in the sensation, the warm wetness, the smell of another body. He might bite, lightly, at Sholmes' bottom lip, his free arm adjusting to rest on his elbow so he can knock the deerstalker off the mans head and grab a fistful of that fair hair.]
[He'd probably bark out some complaint of Van Zieks being rough, but his mouth is too preoccupied with, well, the kiss. The man definitely is eager, that's for sure, but unfortunately he's too stubborn to back down.]
[He's shifting a hand to the nape of the man's neck, keeping him where he is.]
[You chose to kiss the vampire you can't complain about being bitten. But that's just fine, he doesn't plan on moving any time soon, though after a few more moments, he does have to break the kiss just so he can breathe, hot breath on skin, face flushed, before sinking back to press further kisses along the arc of his jaw, and then settling down onto his neck.
You want to call me a vampire buddy? Well then he's leaving a mark on your neck.]
[Caitie I hate you for this. But its what Sholmes deserves! S(HO)LMES INDEED. He gasps, wincing in pain - in any other case he'd pull away, but here, the confusing conflicting thoughts of rational thought and irrational curse feelings are mixing, and Sholmes is almost shocked at how much he likes it, tangling his fingers in the other's hair for a slight yank for his trouble.]
[Yeah and have fun explaining this to your other boyfriend. Anyway van Zieks lets out a hiss at the the hair pulling, but in a way that it's more a reflexive response rather than displeasure. In fact, the way his back arches suggests it's Definitely not displeasure.
He's still got his head lowered near Sholmes, but he pauses in his attack a moment;]
Given how you've taken to calling me one I had hazarded that was something you were interested in. [Now we are teasing.]
[Van Zieks hums low and soft against Sholmes' neck. Congrats you fucking unlocked something in him by forcing him out of his rigid comfort zone and now he's become some sort of sexy vampire menace.]
So you wouldn't want me to find a way to draw blood?
Hmm... well I can't go giving you ammunition to be telling the others, can I? [He will nip again at the soft skin of Sholmes' neck, though, obligingly. Just not enough to break the skin.]
[This seems like an invitation for another kiss but he's in a defiant mood at the moment so instead he simply unclasps the fastener on his necktie, folds it in half, and shoves it in Sholmes' mouth.]
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But now that he's here, well... Wasn't he supposed to loosen up? So he kisses back, reveling in the sensation, the warm wetness, the smell of another body. He might bite, lightly, at Sholmes' bottom lip, his free arm adjusting to rest on his elbow so he can knock the deerstalker off the mans head and grab a fistful of that fair hair.]
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[He's shifting a hand to the nape of the man's neck, keeping him where he is.]
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You want to call me a vampire buddy? Well then he's leaving a mark on your neck.]
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[Caitie I hate you for this. But its what Sholmes deserves! S(HO)LMES INDEED. He gasps, wincing in pain - in any other case he'd pull away, but here, the confusing conflicting thoughts of rational thought and irrational curse feelings are mixing, and Sholmes is almost shocked at how much he likes it, tangling his fingers in the other's hair for a slight yank for his trouble.]
Goodness, you really are a bloodsucker.
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He's still got his head lowered near Sholmes, but he pauses in his attack a moment;]
Given how you've taken to calling me one I had hazarded that was something you were interested in.
[Now we are teasing.]
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[He starts. Stops. His cheeks darken?]
You know I meant bloodsucking in a more literal sense. For the humor of it.
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So you wouldn't want me to find a way to draw blood?
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[His hand tugs at Van Ziek's hair again as he tries to find an answer, almost pouting.]
I wouldn't say that, necessarily...
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He makes another soft noise at the hair pull.]
Hmm... well I can't go giving you ammunition to be telling the others, can I?
[He will nip again at the soft skin of Sholmes' neck, though, obligingly. Just not enough to break the skin.]
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[His face is a bit red, though, murmuring under his breath as Van Zieks puts his mouth against him.]
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You say that as if I've been able to command any sort of authority here.
[Everyone is bullying him!!!]
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[He's reaching up to tuck some hair behind an ear, kissing once at his jawline.]
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Even as I was doing that you responded to it with snark!
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[:3c]
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Just because I love you doesn't mean I often think you're more appealing with your mouth shut.
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[please punch him]
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[WOW. RUDE. SPITTING IT OUT.]
Are you trying to kill me?
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[YOU HAVE OTHER ORIFICES TO BREATHE FROM.]
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[KILL HIM]
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Oh, you're no fun.
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[Our Lord Prosecutor has misunderstood kink.]
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That's...no! No, I mean, as far as I know, they do, but not like that!
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[EXPLAIN KINK.]
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