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[hisheartsdesire]

Now that you mention it, I haven't exactly sunk my teeth into you just yet, have I? [With a smirk, ] Which means, what—do I work on the leg rub, feed you the pizza, or take my own dinner first?

[willinglychanged]

You've gotta figure these things out. [He flaps a hand in the air.] Stoned Drew don't make decisions.

[hisheartsdesire]

All right. [He repositions himself to give Drew a leg rub, and soon his hands are roving over and massaging Drew's muscles.] Let's get you good and comfy, shall we?

[willinglychanged]

[He groans.] Make sure you're nice an' rough, that's how I like it. [He grins before reclining slightly in his chair.] An' comfortable sounds pretty damn good.

[hisheartsdesire]

Here... we... go...

[He works his hands roughly on Drew's legs, slowly and carefully making his way up to Drew's thighs.]

So... how is it?

[willinglychanged]

[He just lets out a loud groan. It was the kind of groan that one could expect in a way more sexual situation than the one they were in and he writhes a little on the sofa.]

Its good, but y'can keep going still. [At which point he takes another long exhale on the joint, sparking it back up from where it'd burned out. He could already feel the buzz in his limbs, which combined with the leg rub felt really damn good.]

[hisheartsdesire]

Yeah, sure.

[So he massages Drew thoroughly, and his thoughts soon start to wander. Drew certainly is rather fit—more fit than Toby himself, or Dorian. But they both came from times when high society frowned upon hard work, and so their bodies reflect that sort of life. But here and now, the feel of his musculature is really quite attractive.

Wordlessly, he continues working Drew's thighs, though somewhat absently as his thoughts get away from him.]

[willinglychanged]

[Drew lets his head throw back, resting on a pillow as Toby works on his legs with another soft little groan. He still let's the joint hang out of the corner of his mouth, puffing on it occasionally as he practically melts there, clearly enjoying himself despite Toby's wandering thoughts. He was none the wiser himself.]

[hisheartsdesire]

[It's only when Toby realizes his hands are moving dangerously close to Drew's buns that he consciously pulls away.]

Well, I definitely managed the comfy part of the deal.

[willinglychanged]

You're a good man, Toby. [He smiles lazily, his eyes opening again. They were just a little red around the ages. He'd felt just how close Toby had been to his ass and pouts.] Now what happens if I get a cramp in my ass, huh?

[hisheartsdesire]

Looks like you'll just have to live with it. [Said teasingly before he gives Drew's ass a playful slap.

He pulls away and stretches a bit.] Feel up for dinner yet? I think I might be.

[willinglychanged]

I take it back, you're not a good man any mmore. [He pouts.] The whole point is you gotta tenderise your meat before dinner. [He chuckles though.] If you're hungry, go for it. [He tilts his neck to the side quickly in offering, completely nonchalant about the process.]

[hisheartsdesire]

Thank you. [His voice is quiet and grateful. A small smile plays on his lips as he approaches Drew carefully. His breath is cool, soft, and light against Drew's skin as he moves toward where Drew's pulse is strongest. His lips touch against that spot before his teeth drive to their mark. The blood flows so nicely, and Toby chews to keep it coming as he sucks at the wounds eagerly.]

[willinglychanged]

[It was a strange sensation when high, feeling someone physically puncturing your neck with their fangs. He let's out a little gasp, but then it turns into something like a moan when Toby chews on the wound. So maybe someone had a thing for biting after all; his fingers curling in the arm of the chair.

[hisheartsdesire]

[He straddles Drew, trying to gain better vantage as he feeds. One of his hands goes up to caress Drew's face as he continues gnashing and sucking in turns.]

[willinglychanged]

[Drew lets out another little groan and has to stop himself from writhing underneath Toby's grip. It was all a bit much when he was stoned, the way he could feel all of it so intensely.]

[hisheartsdesire]

[He spends just a little longer nursing attentively on his wounds and enjoying the hot, sweet blood flowing from them. And when he's done, he sits up contentedly, still straddling Drew's waist before sucking his own teeth to clean them of the blood. Afterward, he grins.]

That. Was. Magnificent. [Studying Drew's countenance, ] Need a break, or do you want your pizza already?

[willinglychanged]

Now magnificent is a pretty fancy word for it... but it ain't the first time a guys used his mouth on me an' complimented me when he's done. [He grins before slumping lazily into the couch.] Not even sure what I want right now.

[hisheartsdesire]

[He laughs.] So bad that you don't know what you want? Not the typical reaction after my meals... Must be because you're high; can't possibly be my fault.

[Then he tries to slip away from Drew's waist.]

[willinglychanged]

[He just laughs again loudly.] Hnrh. [Because Toby escaping wasn't what he wanted, he snakes a leg around Toby and wraps strong, warm arms around him, holding him there.] You're not goin' anywhere. Can't just eat me an' run off now can ya.

[hisheartsdesire]

Ah—! [Having expected something line this, Toby lets Drew hold him captive before settling against the werewolf. His smirk is playful and almost wicked when he gazes into Drew's stoned, half-lidded eyes. He laughs as he speaks, ] No, all right; you got me. Still don't know what you want?

[willinglychanged]

[He just grins a big lazy grin. Except when Toby speaks he can't help but jerk his hips playfully against the vampire.] I got a couple ideas...

[hisheartsdesire]

[The temptation in him mounts as Drew moves against him, and a noise something between a hum and a moan escapes him before he braces himself against Drew's body and leans by Drew's ear.

His voice all but purring,] Mmm, depending on the idea, I—mmmay have to decline.

[willinglychanged]

[Now that just isn't fair. The noise coupled with a voice that was so close to a purr. It sets a rumble deep in Drew's chest.]

Comme on now, talkin' all sexy like that ain't fair. [His grip loosens a shade on Toby.] Inhibitions are pretty hard to control when you've been smokin' pot all night.

[hisheartsdesire]

My fault, is it? [He asks as he carefully attempts to untangle himself from Drew, though he keeps the mood light and playful.] You're not the only one who has a hard time of it.

[Because Drew really is full-on charming, and Toby knows he needs to keep himself in check.]