bakerstreet | the bj meme

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.

That or... Javik could just learn to enjoy taking it slow. A little teasing never killed anyone. "Show me." Not necessarily so Damon could use it in that fashion, but because he wanted to know where it was if he wanted to. For later. Maybe. Or just to add to the teasing if it happened to be as sensitive as the rest of Javik's happy spots.

Maybe not killed, but definitely resulted in grievous injury. Javik was fairly certain he was going to try and rip out Damon's throat some point. If the vampire recovered, then he could do it again. Instant gratification.

"I will," he said, pushing himself up to bite Damon's chin. "And then you will show me."

Fair's fair. He dropped back down, pulling his legs up at the same time one hand wrapped around his own dick again. Damon didn't have to worry about stopping him from going to far, as he worked the crown just enough to wet his fingers.

"If that's what you want," he smiled as Javik lay back, watching the alien touch himself, seeing the slick of his own wetness spread over his fingers and finding himself reacting to the sight of it. Well, he was a bit of a voyeur. And an exhibitionist. This could be fun in its own way.

Satisfied his fingers were coated, Javik tilted his hips. Their basic anatomy was similar enough, if not entirely exact. A cursory glance would lead one to wonder where protheans kept their testicles, or if they even had any, though the rest was obvious. His hand followed around the curve of his groin, fingers stopping to circle his entrance.

Javik felt the heat rise to his face, aware of what he was doing and why. He should be repulsed by the entire act, but it just made his blood rush right back down to his dick. Without stopping to think about it too hard, he slid one finger into himself, breath hitching in his throat.

Well well, it seemed that protheans could fuck themselves. Good to know. Damon moved forward, hand sliding down to tease around the finger already inserted, his other hand giving Javik a quick stroke before he let him go. It was nice to watch and kind of a bit of a surprise to see just how receptive to touch Javik really was, considering how abrupt he could be.

As usual, Damon seemed intent on teasing, and nothing else. He was starting to think that was all he really had to offer, and dreading the thought that if he attempted to pleasure himself again, he'd be stopped. It was worth a try.

When Damon let go, Javik's free hand took its place, setting something of a clumsy rhythm between stroking himself and pushing his finger in and out. He waited for Damon to interfere, rather than join him.

Damon didn't disappoint, pulling Javik's hands away from himself, but... he didn't plan on leaving him alone for long. He crawled further up, pinning Javik's hands down beside his head, knees straddling his hips as he grinned down at him. "And now I get to show you mine, right?"

Javik rumbled in his displeasure, hips rocking in the futile attempt to maintain some sort of friction. Still, he didn't resist when Damon rearranged his hands, watching the vampire suspiciously.

"Do it."

Damon pulled Javik's hands up higher, pinning them over his head with one of his own while the other moved down to Javik's cock, fingers sliding around the cap to gather a little of that convenient lubrication. Then he moved those glistening fingers to his ass, sliding one, then two fingers in to prepare himself for his own version of show and tell. Javik likely couldn't see a damn thing he was doing at the moment, but he could feel it.

He'd feel when Damon touched his cock to gather up the fluid and he'd likely very definitely feel when the vampire moved to position Javik's dick against his own hole. "So pushy..." he purred, leaning down to lick over one of those sensory pits again as he slowly started to lower himself onto his first alien cock.

He couldn't see, no, but he could do more than feel it. Direct skin contact let him tap directly into what Damon was experiencing, and the combined anticipation made him shiver. His hands clenched into fists, straining against the super-human hold Damon had on his wrists. Javik would have liked nothing more than to grab his hips, slam him down and fuck him senseless.

Damon insisted on dragging things out, of course, so Javik relegated himself to tilting his pelvis, giving the vampire a better angle to sink onto him. The natural lubrication eased the passage, and one by one his plates slipped inside the vampire. Javik bit his lower lip almost hard enough to draw blood, before letting out a low, throaty moan at the heat enveloping his cock.

Another time, Damon might very well let Javik do that, but right now, he wanted to find out exactly what the entirety of this entailed so he could figure out what he would and wouldn't allow in the future.

He watched those teeth dig into his lips, breath puffing out over the sensitive grooves and Javik's mouth as he lowered himself still slowly down. It felt... well, it felt like a dick in his ass, but the plating gave it a different sensation, more like a fancy dildo than a human cock. Not in a bad way, at least, not yet. He pushed himself down until he was fully seated, swirling his hips once to get used to that full sort of pressure, finally releasing his hold on Javik's wrists so he could move to sit up on top of him, another little rock of his hips making the dick inside him shift and he let out a soft sound. "That's not so bad..."

Javik kept still, at least understanding the need to take this part slowly. The fact that humans (or vampires) lacked the same sort of self-lubricating asset made him wonder how aliens ever comfortably mated.

When his hands were released, he showed enough restraint by only bringing them to rest on Damon's thighs, only lightly dragging his nails across the skin. One hand snaked back up, making a pass on Damon's cock and stroking a few times. He shifted his legs apart, toes curling against the sheets, fighting every damn urge in his body to move.

He rewarded that restraint by lifting up slowly, then falling, glad that at least one of them had some sort of ability to make the passage easier. Then again, human, and vampire males, weren't genetically made to insert into anuses, so... less of a design flaw and more that their biology couldn't keep up with their non-procreative sexuality. Protheans got a check mark point for that.

Settling his knees in on either side of Javik, he started to push up, feeling himself rise up over the not entirely usual cock, then he slid back down, feeling the ridges glide over parts inside of him that sent electric shocks through him.

So long as he was thoroughly and properly stimulated, his cock would continue producing the lubricating coital fluid. He might, however, have to re hydrate himself at some point during the night...

Javik's breathing became more labored, hands finally moving to Damon's hips and gripping there. If nothing else, he could hope to consider it an insurance policy, that this meant Damon was going to let him get off. He should have been more offended that the vampire had managed to control him like that - instead, he rolled his hips experimentally, testing how Damon reacted.

Damon leaned back, stretching his body out and leaning a bit backwards to change the angle, eyes closing as he rose up and down again, feeling the way Javik moved, the three-fingered hands at his hips feeling both similar and strange to other hands he'd had on him.

Considering how their meetings always went, this was the last thing he'd expected from another run in with Javik, so he could be forgiven a laugh, head back as he rose up and down again, grinding at the end, hips circling around to move the cock inside him further. "Much better."

Alien as he was, Javik could appreciate the aesthetic of Damon's body. Lean, yet muscular, flexing and stretching in ways that mesmerized him. It probably had something to do with how that same body was working his dick, but he wasn't in the frame of mind to question it. At the moment, it was one of the most arousing things he'd seen in years, and he intended to enjoy it.

"Yes," Javik gasped, though it was unclear if he was agreeing with Damon, or the situation in general. He rotated his hips against Damon's when he came back down, slowly becoming more insistent as the vampire continued to keep the pace. Already he felt the pressure in his sternum build, denied once already.

In light of that, Javik decided 'much better' wasn't good enough. Pushing himself up, while keeping Damon firmly in his lap, he let that grinding buzz in his chest loose again, biting his collarbone at the same time.

Javik... that was entirely unfair. Being appreciated was one thing and Damon would have preened if he'd known that Javik actually enjoyed the look of him, but the bite and the vibrations that went straight to his dick again had him jerking in surprise, a hand going to Javik's shoulder. He would have gripped the back of his head, but... sort of different shapes to handle and his hand didn't naturally sit anywhere. His breath caught, his body tightening around Javik's inside him, squeezing as pleasure all but thrummed through him. "Fuck..."

Like before, the sound didn't last, gradually fading back into relative silence. Javik released his collarbone, pushing his face into Damon's neck and inhaling deeply. He closed his eyes, taking the time to utilize his sensory ability again and familiarize himself with human anatomy. In particular, what he had to do to illicit a number of responses from the vampire.

Once he was satisfied he knew what to do, Javik leaned back again, adjusting the tilt of his pelvis. When he rolled his hips back into Damon, it sent his cock in at just the right angle, pressing inside the vampire at just the right spot. Getting Damon off would result in him getting off, so he was aiming for a win-win situation here.

For someone that seemed to hate humans and everything to do with them, Javik was unnervingly good at finding those places that drove him crazy. The angle changed and he felt Javik rock up until the hardness inside of him pressed against his prostate in just the right so as to make him squeeze himself around the prothean's cock, coming down harder as pleasure zig zagged through him. He felt Javik at his neck, a flitting thought of those teeth sinking in again had him moving faster, wondering how Javik would feel if the tables were turned and Damon was using vamp speed to fuck him.

Maybe he'd have to find out later...

There was a difference between humans (or vampires) that annoyed him by speaking to him, and those that were currently working his cock. Priorities tended to change, and he was nothing if not adaptable.

Javik matched his tempo, twisting his hips when Damon came back down to ensure they fit together perfectly each time. His fingers tightened on Damon's hips, head tilting back as he slowly lost himself in the squeeze and pull of their fucking. Javik was getting close again, but he wasn't stopping until Damon went over the edge first.

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