bakerstreet | the bj meme

Javik exhaled loudly, inhaling sharply through his nostrils in turn. The denial had wound up his tension again, but Damon's ministrations threatened to break down those barriers a second time. The result was the occasional shudder that traveled through his body, easily mistaken for shaking.

He hummed as Damon's cock slid against his, and remembering earlier, let both his hands come to rest over the small of his back. Two could play at this game.

His own cock twitched when he felt hands on his lower back, hips rocking to let him rut against Javik as he orally explored all those little pockets of red around the alien's neck.

Though, there was one thing he was curious about...

"Are these scars?" He asked as he lifted his head, finger moving to outline one of the sensory pits that he noticed drew reactions from him.

His hum deepened as Damon pushed against him, thighs tensing so he could meet the contact. This was more like it, and they were getting back on track until the vampire started poking around again.

Javik twitched, head jerking slightly to escape Damon's finger. He was hypersensitive now, thanks to Damon's little trick. It would probably take weeks before the smell and sense of the vampire faded from there. "No. They are sensory pits."

"What, like... snakes?" Well, that was certainly interesting. He wondered what would happen if he just... leaned in and let his tongue drag over one before he brushed his lips over Javik's.

"Like - " he couldn't even finish his retort before Damon's tongue filled the groove, sending a lightning bolt of sensory information and arousal crashing through him. His hands tightened on Damon's back, hips rolling up as he growled in response. Lurching forward, he crushed his lips against Damon's, tongue snaking out to taste him.

That was a reaction he liked, making a small little pleased sound as he let his tongue play with the longer, thinner one that found its way into his mouth. The hands at his back send a pleasurable tingle up his spine, making his body rut in against Javik's again. He was tempted to see what the prothean would do if he just licked and kissed at the grooves alone.

Javik let Damon fall against him, meeting his hips to give his own cock the stimulation it had been starved of for so long. The kiss had a lot less teeth than the first time, and eventually Javik pulled away, trying to enjoy the grind of their hips.

Damon was welcome to find out what would happen.

Damon was going to find out what would happen, lips moving up to one of the longer grooves, tongue dragging along it until it passed that one and moved up to the ones closer to his eyes. He pressed closer to Javik as he did, both cocks trapped between the press of their bodies.

He jerked his head again in response, though not as violently as the first time. Damon had him good and cornered, providing just enough friction between their legs and licking him numb with pleasure. His eyes nearly squeezed shut the longer he teased the pits, and the groan that welled up in his chest deepened quickly.

That same, guttural buzz from before returned, and Javik wrapped his arms around Damon's torso, letting the vibrations go right through him.

It was considerably hard to take control of a situation like this when an alien grabbed you around the waist and used magical sound buzzing that seemed to make a direct line towards his already hard cock. The sound had him letting out a low moan, head resting against Javik's as he took a moment to try to get himself together, cock leaking precome as he felt the vibration touch him in ways he didn't think possible. "That... is a nifty trick," he murmured, tongue darting out to zig zag back and forth over one of the pits before trying to actually lick into the longer one.

Javik smiled briefly, a little too distracted and scattered to let it stick. "I did not know if it would work on an alien or not."

Good to know that it did, really. Humans couldn't hear a turian's subharmonics, after all, but they were still affected. Anything he had over Damon, however, instantly dissolved when he kept toying with his sensory pits. All he could taste, see and smell was the vampire, every sense filled with the man in his lap.

He let out a sharp gasp, hips bucking more forcefully against Damon. If he didn't get off soon, he was going to go mad.

Well, now Javik knew it did, and Damon might just try to get him to do it again at a later point, if only because it was such a new sensation, but such a good one.

Of course, with that going on and the friction to his cock, along with the hands at his back, Damon wanted... well, we all know what Damon wanted. He wanted sex. He wanted to get off in a thousand different ways and he was edging more towards wanting it now than later. For now, he drew his mouth away from those very fun to tease areas, nipping once at Javik's lips before heading back to the pulse at his throat and biting lightly at it as he stilled his hips against the prothean. Again, he wanted to draw it out more, but considering how volatile Javik's initial reaction had been to the pause, he was curious how he'd react to another detour.

Javik's upper lip peeled up over his teeth, but he tilted his head back nonetheless, giving Damon free access. His fingernails dug into Damon's back as he stilled, continuing to roll his hips against him in protest. This was fine. This would work. Damon's mouth had been better, but this would do just as well.

Desperation was turning out to be his reaction, but like hell he was letting the vampire win this round. The sounds he made were somewhere between growls and moans, fighting to maintain pressure against his cock even without the vampire moving against him.

Damon's hands reached back, grabbing for Javik's to pull them away from him for a moment. "Ah, ah. Remember. Take your time. Why not have an intermissionary drink, mm? Then I can figure out exactly how I want to finish this..." Sex itself was tempting him, as was more of the oral stimulation he loved so much.

Either way, he had options and he wanted to see just how far he could push the prothean.

There was a look of rage crossed with that same predatory nature from either, and Javik went very, very still. Apparently, he'd finally pushed just a little too far.

Javik sat up, shoving the vampire off of him, uncaring if he hit the floor or the couch. "If you knew how much time I had lost..."

He didn't finish that sentence, one hand already down and wrapping around his cock. He'd finish this himself, if Damon wanted to be like that.

Damon didn't shove that easily. Kind of a benefit of being a vampire with a ridiculous reserve of strength. He also was speedy, reaching down and halting Javik's hand.

"Look, Buggy. I didn't say we were stopping, I said we were pausing." He stood up, jerking at Javik's hand to pull him up with him. "The past is the past and if we bitched and moaned about all the things we lost, we'd never get anything done. You're here now. We're not going to be interrupted. And if you play your cards right, I can make sure that it's more than just a one-off. How much stamina do aliens have, anyway?"

Javik was nearing his boiling point, working his jaw in frustration as Damon managed to intervene again. He hesitated before answering, considering Damon's words, and then he started laughing. It... wasn't the nicest sound.

"Do you think I can achieve only one orgasm?" Since Damon hadn't moved his hand away, he gave himself a squeeze, just because he could. He leaned his face closer to Damon's. "I could last the entirety of Samhain and lose count. Sex for pleasure is a modern concept among aliens, but not protheans."

Damon smiled, wide and amused as all hell that Javik was bragging to him. "Really? Well, why not come play some of that big bad multi-orgasm alien sexuality over my way? It might be nice to find someone that can keep up with my... needs."

This time Damon did move to pull his hand away, but slowly, still trying to draw Javik up to his feet. Why? Because there was a bed behind a curtain off to the side and that meant more room for... well, everything.

He might have been embellishing a little... or a lot, but he was more than fifty thousand years out of practice. This was as good a place as any to start over, he supposed.

"Your needs," Javik snorted, but it worked. He stood, still a little woozy and uneasy on his feet despite trying to hide it.

"They're very deep." He slid his hands around Javik's waist, taking his turn to lead the alien over towards that curtained alcove. Damon wasn't nearly as drunk, but he was certainly enjoying the benefits of an alien that could turn him on with vibrations of sound. That was a new one and he leaned in, smiling as he nipped at Javik's lower lip. "And let's just say I'm curious about a few things right now."

Namely, how that ridging would feel in certain places...

Javik followed easily, chasing after Damon's lips with his tongue, a brief lick across his chin. He leaned into the vampire, arm reaching across his shoulders. It helped keep him steady, and keep them closer together.

"Such as?"

"I've never had sex with anyone other than a human or vampire. Let's just say this is an opportunity I don't want to waste." The curtain was behind him and he moved an arm back to push it aside, turning them so that he could start to press Javik back against it, encouraging him to sit, then to shuffle back. He licked at the tongue coming out to meet his, sucking briefly at it before he started to crawl onto the bed over the prothean. "I'm not really sure how copulation goes in your species, but let's just say that human, and vampire, males can go both ways."

His sensory ability gave him a hell of an advantage, but Javik had never had a partner that wasn't prothean. The fact that he'd made it this far would probably horrify him in the morning, but he was beyond the point of caring right now. He was easily herded, falling back on the bed, propping himself up on his elbows. His cock jutted up between them, just as hard and wet as it had been.

"As I said, we will be compatible." And whichever way Damon intended to take this, he was more than ready.

"Both ways?" Because not that he'd spread Javik's legs wide and gotten an up close look or anything, but he hadn't exactly seen a... suitable place for anything to be inserted, let's say.

But Damon crawled over him, grinning as he leaned his head down and gave the protruding cock a lick, then a quick suck at the tip before shuffling further up. Maybe he'd have to go for a little ride...

Javik shifted, just shy of squirming at the teasing lick. He was certain he'd suffered enough at Damon's hands (and mouth) tonight. If it was always going to be like this with the vampire, he'd reconsider drinking in his presence.

"Yes," he hissed, tongue darting out to follow the split down his chin.

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