Love is Always Write Anthology Volume 7

Jacob succumbed to their bodies' passion.
    Jeremy met the golden eyes saturated with animal hunger before they quickly lowered as Jacob bit into the Jeremy's curve of skin between neck and shoulder. Out of instinct, Jeremy reciprocated with far more force and violence, tearing a gash instead of neat punctures.
    Neither bite was fatal, nor were they going to scar in the morning when they healed, so they enjoyed the salty, metallic tang of each other's life's blood as they shared their souls and tasted their passion in union. As they joined, they both could feel the depths of the other, as well as an intangible bond forming and solidifying as their climax came upon them.
    Jeremy felt his boiling hot seed release, like a geyser under pressure against both their bodies, reaching as high up as his neck, rubbed in thoroughly as Jacob continued to stroke, grasp and knead him sensually in the post climactic euphoria. Jeremy had also felt the copious amount of seed implant itself inside his depth, held in tight by Jacob's expanded gland, providing a comfortable filling pressure, even as both erections flagged in the exhaustion of their virgin-taking sex and bond making.
    He smiled at the thought of all the other ways Jacob could take him, or he take Jacob if Jacob is suitably naughty, and the many other opportunities to come now that the completed unifying bond would no longer drain them. The hole in his chest filled with satisfaction.
    Jacob turned them both around, licking at Jeremy's shoulder, while Jeremy sucked at his, enjoying his vampire characteristics for all they were worth. Like their first night, they lay on top of each other in their cooling fluids, Jacob's gland remaining just as hard, keeping them joined together as their neck wounds healed before their eyes.
    In the silence of the fading day, as the grey of the room turned golden in the recent good weather, they quietly conversed into the night. The topics; random and serious, personal and unimportant. They were simply conversing, getting to know each other more deeply; enjoying the new bond and new life partner with hearts filled to bursting.
    Jacob instigated the last line of conversation they had before they slept. The recently deflated gland removed from Jeremy a small while ago, allowed them to cuddle each other more comfortably as they talked. "Shouldn't we get clean before we – go to sleep?" Jacob yawned midway through his question.
    Jeremy just adjusted himself into a comfortable position on his new living mattress with fur. Lethargic, he huskily responded, already partially asleep, "Nah. I like that we are together like this. As – like what you've just done – you've claimed me, as I've done to you."
    Jacob felt the bashful smile of Jeremy's lips against his breast while Jeremy fell into slumber. Jacob mirrored the smile as he confirmed simply; Yes, mine and yours .
    CHAPTER 14 – The End
    I don't know what it is, but I feel myself attracted to it regardless.
    Those golden globes and colour, they broke my reverie and stagnation. I could say I love them, if I ever knew how to do that.
    All I know is that the pain disappears when I fixate on the phenomenon. Crazy, I know.
    ~ Jeremy, November 22 nd , Journal Number-
     
    Jacob made his way to the kitchen naked, disgruntled at the empty embrace he awoke to. Yet, he sincerely hoped it was a habit of Jeremy's: it promised many future inquisitions Jacob intended not to cease. Unless Jeremy was so exhausted with their loving that he couldn't move the next morning, and even that was only an option. Jeremy may have his cleaning and organisation , but Jacob had possessive issues , and neither of them willingly wanted any of this to change. Especially, as it was beginning to become fun .
    Point in case: remaining naked while entering the kitchen would make the confrontation far simpler if he did not have to worry about clothes. Any clothes Jeremy may have on would be making a quick trip to the waste pile as he tears them off before starting correctional therapy .
    We – he – definitely could do with a clean , Jacob considered with a serious thought, recalling the previous night. That gave Jacob a spring to his step as he jumped down to the ground floor, feeling lighter than he ever could recall.
    Hell , Jacob thought in exasperation as he entered the kitchen. Jeremy's going to get a taste of his own medicine, ill or not . Thinking of the "punishment" Jeremy will dole out for destroying clothes and with a