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Got it. Definitely will bring the socks.
I don't fancy the idea of being thrown out of bed.
I'm more of a drinker than a smoker.
But I might be up for whatever.

[Toby tries not to look as upset as he feels, but it's hard when his heart hurts so much. The images and fanfiction and such had spread so rapidly, more so than anything about Dorian and Toby, and part of what made it sting so much is that Toby has little to nothing to evidence his relationship with Dorian. Whereas those images were seemingly undeniable proof that Dorian was with someone else, making out with someone else, not even the slightest hint of resistance. It was more than Toby could even bear.

So when he turns up at Drew's place, he's somewhat tense from trying to hide feelings. Though he already knows he can't hide them from the wolf. And he's already throwing his care to the wind in his desperation to feel loved and wanted and needed and cared for. Still, he musters confidence in hopes of not being a gross, sobbing mess, and then he rings the doorbell.]

good.
Well you can drink and I'll smoke and we'll both forget your problems :P

[He waited then, knowing Toby would be there soon. If things had progressed as quickly as was evident in those messaged then the Vampire wouldn't be sticking around at his place.

Drew moved quickly, tidying up things here and there- mostly throwing dirty boxers under the bed and food packaging into the bin before spraying a little air freshener around the place which only helped to encourage a sneeze out of the werewolf.

When the doorbell rings Drew moves quickly, throwing the door open and resting against the jamb with a small smile.] Hey handsome.

[Seeing Drew is like a breath of fresh air, and Toby actually feels relieved and quite glad to see him. His expression lights up, though his response remains muted to a small smile.]

Hey... It's good to see you. May I come in, or do I have to give you some sort of password that was in the last text you sent me?

[Drew answers the question by reaching out and pulling the vampire into the room.]

Ain't got a password. Safe word, maybe. But you're free to enjoy the pretty much open door policy. [He grins, hoping that his own positivity would rub off on the other man.]

Um, thank you. [His smile broadens at Drew's response as he allows the werewolf to lead him inside. It's good to be with him again, so much better than seeing him in video on the network. His familiar musky scent and aura of feverish warmth put Toby at ease, like silent reminders that it's okay to be both who and what he is. Those things are the reasons Drew actually wants him, and so there's no reason he should feel self-conscious anymore. In fact, there's really no reason he should hold back as he has been since they first met...

Once inside, he throws his rucksack down on the sofa before reaching over Drew's shoulders, his hands going to the back of Drew's neck to draw the taller man closer, ready to kiss him.] I've missed you... so much...

[He barely even tenses when Toby moves closer, in fact the werewolf seems to relax in the vampire's presence. Arms coming instinctively up to encircle the other man's waist and pull him close.]

Oh yeah? We shouldn't go lettin' that happen too often. [Because he'd missed Toby a little too, even if he was slightly worried about the circumstance with which they were meeting.]

Truly, I mean it. [When Drew's arms go around him, Toby is more than happy to press closer, until he's leaning right against Drew's body. Heat and warmth radiate through his clothes, stirring something in Toby. Arousing him.

For a split second, Toby feels hesitant when he relives the piercing feeling of his heart breaking. No, he has to escape that feeling, it's cruel and terrible, make it go away—and so, almost immediately his lips are on Drew's. He wants Drew, needs Drew, surely Drew will chase all the hurt and pain away.]

[His hands rub softly along Toby's sides the moment he smells that first twinge of heartbreak. It was a desperate scent, something miserable and cold that managed to remain acrid. It made his hands clench on the other man's sides.

Then Toby kissed him and he felt that swelling need cresting up from the other man, it sent a spark between the two of them and Drew held him close, his mouth devouring Toby's lips hungrily with a muffled groan.]

[The sound from Drew stifled into his mouth, Toby kisses back more eagerly, forcefully, slipping his tongue into Drew's mouth to explore or wrestle.

His body melts into Drew's touch, the need inside him growing at the feel of Drew's strong hands firmly clamping down on him. He tangles one of his hands in Drew's hair, his other hand trying to drag down Drew's back, his fingers catching and pulling tightly at Drew's clothing instead of digging against skin.]

[Drew could feel arousal and hunger building within him, like a small fire that built in the pit of his gut. This was the emotionally charged arousal that Toby had helped him create that'd been one hell of a long time coming. The forcefulness of the vampire excited him, his own tongue seeking battle with the other man's quickly.

When he felt Toby melt against him he could tell that the two men were making the right decision, blowing aside the thought that they shouldn't be doing this considering Toby had only recently broken up with his boyfriend; after all their flirtation had started before the fact itself and as such it would be hard for Drew to curb it now that he'd finally been given the opportunity.]

[To begin with, if Dorian hadn't been here already, or if they hadn't gotten things sorted, Toby would've wanted to be with Drew. There is a kindred spirit in the werewolf, someone who looks out for, understands, and accepts him like almost no one else. So it's only natural for Toby to run to Drew at a time like this, when he's lost all that has mattered most to him. There's this connection between them that makes this feel right, and he's throwing all caution to the wind because he might otherwise sit himself on a rooftop to watch the sun rise. Alone.

He grabs a fistful of hair, and then releases, doing so again and again whilst they make out. His other hand twists in Drew's shirt, starting to gather it up to expose Drew's back. Once he's hiked the shirt up enough, he places his hand beneath it, just below Drew's shoulder. Because he knows the coolness of his own skin and Drew's reaction to it. And if Drew were to reject him here and now, Toby wouldn't know what to do with himself anymore.]

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[He lets out another little sigh through his nose as he starts to walk Toby backwards, trying to make his way to a sofa or a wall, or hell, even a table. He didn't really care either way he just needed something to shove Toby against. He breaks free only momentarily to take a breath, through his mouth and his nose at the same time, the overwhelming scents flooding the room driving him a little bit more wild with each breath.

When Toby grabs a fistful of his hair though he lets out a small growl, happy and content that the vampire was taking a dominant stance in their interaction. Mostly because Drew didn't have it in him to be anything more than a beta. He shivers when there's suddenly a cold hand fanned across his spine, the motion of it pushing him even closer to the other man as he rakes blunt nails down Toby's sides.]

[That raking feeling down Toby's sides elicits a moan as he allows Drew to back him into... his back bumps against a wall. Very well, a wall it is. His hand sweeps across Drew's back, stroking back and forth to acclimatize him to their temperature difference. Shortly after, he yanks Drew's hair to pull his head back, break the kiss, and whisper,]

Take it off. Your shirt. Please.

[With a quick jerk, he then releases Drew's hair and teasingly slides his hands down Drew's sides to settle at the waistband of his trousers.]

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[He lets out a breathy laugh when Toby wrenches his head back, only because the vampire seemed so eager, so desperate. There'd been a lot of sexual tension riding on this moment; tension that seemed to be mounting and expanding rather efficiently.]

Just my shirt, huh? [But he was already moving towards it, curling his fingers around the hem of his shirt and pulling it up and away, dropping it into a messy pile on the floor beside him before his eyes wander to Toby's hands at his waistband and then his face, questioning.]

[He trails one hand back up, against Drew's body before caressing his face, while the other brushes over Drew's crotch before groping him through his clothes.]

Wouldn't want to "put anything cold anywhere sensitive..."

[Whispered with a small smirk, the answer to an unasked question. Then he gives Drew a short kiss, pulling away with a teasing expression and asking,]

What else do you want to take? I'd really like to see you try.

[He lets out another breathy chuckle at that while pushing himself against Toby's palm, forgetting the idea that it may be cold. The heat rising within the werewolf was more than enough for the two men.]

Don't care if its cold, you're gonna be puttin' a lotta things in a lotta sensitive places tonight. [He grins, showing off those pointy white teeth, definitely looking a little more animal than he usually did. Except then Toby was issuing a challenge, and well... the werewolf wasn't really one to deny a challenge. He reaches out with a hand, fisting his fingers through the back of Toby's shirt before giving it a tug, the sudden plinking noise of buttons hitting the ground as he pulls the clothing item from the other man's body to reveal fine marble skin.]

[Sucking in a deep breath at Drew's words, Toby had braced himself for something and sort of knew what to expect, but a gasp escapes him when Drew yanks his shirt clean off, buttons snapping off in a single go.]

Attaboy. [There's a playful lilt in his voice. He's quite proud of Drew and expects more delightful surprises to come.] Though that's just half the package, isn't it? You do want the rest, don't you?

[Quickly, he plants kisses against Drew—his lower face, his neck, oh his neck—whilst his hands move to undo Drew's pants and hurriedly yank them off.]

[He lets out another little breathy laugh, this sure was exciting after all.] Hell Toby the rest of the package is kinda the important part.

[Because yes, his lover for dick knew no equal. The moment he feels Toby's finger's at his own waistband his deft and experience fingers move to Toby's undoing the other man's belt and pulling it off before attacking the pants with the same further and tugging on them so that they were at least around the vampire's thighs, a small growl escaping his lips when he got there. He wanted all of this too intensely after all, baring his throat easily to the other man in a sign of submission.]

[Toby lets out a soft chuckle in response as he frees Drew from his trousers. As Drew returns the favour, Toby's hands go to Drew's cock. It's so hot, it warms against his skin and makes him feel very alive and human again as he grasps and teases it. And when Drew submits, Toby draws him close and pulls a jack and grind against him.]

[Drew lets out a long and ragged sigh, the kind of sound that it was hard to tell what in it was animal and what was human, from the moment Toby lays a hand on his dick. He instinctively bucks his hips towards the other man with a sharp growl.] Fuck... [Because the culmination of this amount of sexual tension clearly had to be something intense.]

We'll get there soon enough, I promise. [Whispered huskily against Drew's neck, just below the werewolf's ear, and soon he can't help his grunts and groans as Drew moves against him in return. After some moments of bumping and grinding, Toby moves down, still working Drew's cock whilst trailing kisses down his chest, sucking and lapping on one of his nipples, gliding down the his stomach until he's on his knees, mouth level with Drew's dick.]

Let's get you good and wet. [He plays with it just a little more, brushing a spot below the head with his lips, and swirling his tongue around the tip before taking it into his mouth. Then his hands move to tightly squeeze and knead Drew's firm, hot ass.]

[He lets out another growl, this one prolonged and more animal than the others had been, now that they were really getting down to the crux of things.] We sure as hell will... ain't waited this long to call the whole thing off just when its gettin' good.

[There's a certain tone to his words that wouldn't always be there, it wasn't their usual playful flirting. This was something more, a hunger of his own that could match Toby's bloodlust. He wanted more than anything to be dominated by the vampire and finally get what he wanted. When Toby is suddenly making his way down the werewolf's body though his eyes widen, surprised that Toby had gone straight to giving rather than getting what he wanted. The moment the other man's mouth are around the head of his cock though Drew moans loudly, a hand instinctively moving to curl through Toby's hair, his hips bucking.]

[While he can take Drew's big boy into his mouth, it's probably obvious that Toby doesn't normally give head. But that's not his end-game here—he wants Drew wet, really wet, and he set out to make that happen. He's had well over two centuries to develop the sort of patience it takes to line things up the way he wants to, at least when it comes to playing this game.

However, there is something that Toby hadn't quite counted on: experiencing Drew in this highly sensory nature. Here, Drew's hot, musky scent is all around him, more potent than ever. And Toby finds himself relishing in the immense heat of Drew's cock, as well as the taste. He momentarily gets lost in it and almost doesn't notice Drew's hand in his hair, doesn't mind Drew thrusting as he washes his saliva all over Drew's dick.

Toby takes it for no more than a minute before pulling away, trailing saliva. He takes Drew's hand from his hair, yanks Drew down and lies him on his back before looming over him. Then he straddles Drew, spreading his thighs and rubbing his cock against Drew's.]

[Drew lets out another shuddering little groan as he bucks towards Toby's accepting mouth. He couldn't help himself after all, letting the wolf out in little ways, this one being the wolf's urgency and lack of self control. The warmth and moisture of Toby's throat was pretty fucking irresistible to the werewolf in that regard.

When Toby stops though and untangles Drew's hand from his hair he can't help but let out a little sigh of longing, wanting it back almost instantly until the vampire is pulling him down instead, laying him out on the floor and giving Drew a view of that beautiful face, lips slick with moisture and rosy from the repeated motion.]

Y'look fuckin' hot after suckin' my dick Toby...

[Toby swallows, his breaths still coming in short, quick pants.]

I was just getting started... Plenty more I'm gonna do with your big, hot, wet dick.

[Putting his hands out behind him, he carefully eases himself back, raising his knees and sliding his legs to Drew's sides. He leans back on one hand while taking Drew's cock in the other and securing it between his buttocks. As he rocks himself against it, he begins to moan.]

Mmm, ah—I'm gonna ride this beautiful dick of yours... I want to feel all of it deep inside me...

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