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Davin Kavanagh ([personal profile] davin) wrote2015-05-09 04:14 pm

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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[personal profile] jamesthorn 2015-05-25 09:21 pm (UTC)(link)
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.
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[personal profile] jamesthorn 2015-05-26 03:14 am (UTC)(link)
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."
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[personal profile] jamesthorn 2015-05-29 01:14 pm (UTC)(link)
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.