davin | and they lived.... (closed; james)

Grimhilde Manor is in the middle of freaking nowhere.

Luckily, in the place of the carriage that brought James and Davin to the ball is now James' BMW. Davin doesn't give it much thought, and just helps James into the passenger seat. He's hurt pretty bad but not in any way that Davin can't fix. He cups his cheek, the one that isn't scraped up and raw, and leans in to press a trembling kiss to his forehead. "I'll get us outta here, okay? It's gonna be okay."

He shuts the door and goes over to the driver's seat. Davin's entire body aches, and his head is throbbing, but he'll be fine. It's all going to be fine. At least, he hopes it will.

The keys are sitting in the ignition and Davin starts up the car, spitting gravel as he flips it around and heads away from the manor. James has his head back against the seat, eyes closed, and Davin keeps glancing at him worriedly as he drives. He doesn't really know how James is going to react to what he just saw. It was a huge burst of magic, in which Davin killed something, but Davin's hand was forced. He didn't want to do it; he had to if he wanted to save them. His hands are still shaking, and his heart is pounding away in his chest. Maybe he'd go into shock, if he wasn't so wholly focused on getting them somewhere safe.

Davin's shop is on the way to James' house, so he pulls into the parking lot and looks over at James' quizzical expression. Davin swallows hard and unbuckles his seat belt, tossing the door open. "I just need t'grab somethin'. I'll be right back."

There's a small wooden box in a locked drawer in Davin's office that holds a few vials of his healing potion, just in case, and he rushes in to grab it. He runs back out to the car and sets it on the console before pointing the car towards James' house. Once they're at the cottage he puts the car in park, grabbing the box before going around to open James' door. He hooks James' good arm over his shoulders and helps him up, leading him up to the front door and unlocking it. Davin helps him over to the sofa and sits him down, taking a few steps back and biting his lip.

"I - " Davin swallows hard, eyes shining, and he has no idea what to say. He's just so fucking scared and upset, and he wraps his arms around himself as he looks helplessly at James.

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"Ya have me," Davin answers instantly, arching up with a gasp when James strokes his cock. He's eager for more, and his fingertips dig into James' shoulders as he pants out his name. James is looking down at him in a way that makes Davin shudder in a pleasant way. He feels so important, being here like this. He likes knowing that he has an effect on James, that he can make his eyes darken and his mouth fall open on a moan.

Davin gasps again and tips his head back, arching up and reaching blindly for the nightstand, but he doesn't quite reach. "James, please. Wanna be closer, need ya inside me."

Davin responds to his touch, gasping and arching his body, and something about it just makes James' skin tingle, knowing that he can make someone feel so good. He likes that he never has to worry about being something more or something greater. They can joke all they want about princes and fairytales, but he doesn't think Davin means it. He likes James just for being himself.

He sees Davin reach for the drawer and miss, so he quickly lifts up on his knees and opens it, gathering lube and a condom. There's no begging needed, he wants this just as much, and he rips open the foil and rolls the condom of his cock, his entire body feeling tight with need. Dripping the cool gel over his fingers he slips one finger inside of Davin, wanting to be inside him in the worst way. "Okay. Just tell me when," he says in a breath pressing his finger deeper, not wanting to rush, but hoping when is very soon.

It's all moving so fast, but that's what Davin wants. There's this sense of urgency, the need to be as close to James as possible, so he doesn't even mind that they're going from zero to sixty. He lets out a soft moan when James' finger slides inside of him, and he takes a deep breath to try and relax. It's been a little while, thanks to the spell, but Davin doesn't want to wait.

He looks up at James' face while he fingers him open, clutching at his shoulders with his legs spread wide. James hits that spot inside of Davin that makes him jerk up and gasp, and he's grinning as he nods.

"Yeah, I'm ready," Davin pants out, rocking his hips up and pulling James closer. "C'mon."

Normally James would take more time, gently use his fingers to drive Davin crazy with teasing until he knows they are both ready, but he doesn't think they can wait and Davin urges him on, spreading his legs so James fall forward. Blood is pumping quickly through his veins, a steady beat in against his neck as Davin says okay, and he moves his hands, reaching around for the lube once more. He uses the liquid to stroke his cock a couple of times then he rearranges his knees so he can enter Davin slowly, as carefully as possible.

Tight heat surrounds him, and Davin feels impossibly good even before James begins to move. He puts his hands along Davin's hips, digging his fingers in as their bodies move together. "God," he breathes out. This is what he wants, has wanted for days when Davin had forgotten him.

Davin lets out a quiet whimper as James pushes in. It burns, just a little, but Davin takes a breath and it's quickly replaced by pressure and heat, sending pleasure licking up his spine. James' cock is big and fills him so perfectly, and Davin moans as he bottoms out. Sex with James is always amazing, but there's sort of a desperate edge to it this time. They just went through a lot. They could have died, but they didn't. They're here, and they're together, and Davin just wants to be close like this.

"Fuck, ya feel so good." James is holding him to the bed and Davin hopes the way his fingers dig into his hips leave bruises behind, marks that he can look at and remember how this feels. His legs go around James' waist and he rocks up to meet his thrusts, hooking one arm around James' shoulders to pull him close enough to kiss.

In response, James kisses Davin back harder pressing his tongue inside to taste him, sighing a little as their bodies slide together. He doesn't want to think about what could have happened, how easily everything could have gone wrong with Nerium and that monster. He doesn't want to think that they nearly lost each other. He just wants to have this moment where everything is warm and perfect.

Everything is going fast, and he can feel his body tight and pressure-filled, but he uses his hand to stroke Davin's cock as he moves inside of him, still wanting him to feel good.

Davin jerks up when James' fingers wrap around his cock and he moans, digging his fingers into James' shoulder and rocking up to meet his thrusts. He presses his mouth against James' jaw, panting against it as he feels pleasure build. He's so close already, and he's trying to hold on but he can't. It's too much, and too good, and he presses their foreheads together.

"James, fuck. James." He comes with James' name on his lips, arching up with a cry as he shoots across James' fingers. He's panting, trembling all over, but he does his best to keep meeting James' thrusts, clenching down around his cock and cupping his cheek. "C'mon, babe. I wanna feel it."

James is not far behind Davin, coming with a shout as he rolls his hips forward losing his rhythm as his muscles tighten with pleasure, shooting straight down from his waist to his toes. He doesn't need the encouragement, but he likes the sound of his name falling from Davin's lips. He moans back at him. "Davin..." he says, feeling the sweat forming on his brow as their foreheads touch.

Soon he feels empty, soft waves of pleasure still rolling through him as he loosens his hard grip against Davin's hip. He smiles a little, his chest still heaving as he tries to catch his breath. "You're incredible."

Davin laughs breathlessly at the compliment, letting his arms fall above his head as he relaxes against the bed. He keeps one leg wrapped possessively around James waist as the other falls to the bed, and he smiles up at James before leaning up for a kiss.

"I'd say we make one hell of a team," he replies fondly, finding James' hand and threading their fingers together. He watches him for a long moment and then looks at the mess they made of the bed before laughing again. "Mm, I think we should go take a bath in that big fancy tub o' yours. Take advantage of havin' indoor plumbing back."

James stretches his own legs, limbs feel loose and languid, and he lets his hands settle back on Davin's skin. He smiles a little now feeling better than he has in days. Not just from the sex though that definitely helped. But feeling like things were finally normal again was a good thing.

"I'm not gonna say no to that,' he says taking a second before turning so he can let his legs off the side of the bed. "Come on. We'll shower. And have something to eat." He's gotten a little of his energy back, and he realizes it's been awhile since he's had food. Normal food too.

and they lived.... (closed; james)

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