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So, I went a bit weird for this monster AU. I did the common vampire Lanyon thing, but for Jekyll and Hyde…I perhaps went a bit against the grain XD I liked the idea of werewolf Jekyll, but I’m also quite interested in the avian/magpie AU’s. (I don’t the exact creator of that AU, so please let me know who to credit.) So I uh, sort of decided to combine then, and make a sort of Strix AU.
In mythology, there are quite a few versions of what a Strix is, it’s not very consistent. There’s one the leans towards a witchy bird woman, and I liked that. I liked the idea of sort of a dark magic, witchy, sort of bird person.
For this, Strix’s are usually just people with wings, pointed ears, and fangs, but under the full moon then become much more ‘monstrous.’ (And by “monstrous”, I mean picture Edda’s harpy form from the Owl House.)
Also, while not shown, Henry can sort of “hide” his wings with magic. When he does this, they become a large wing shaped marking on his upper back. It’s the only magic he can do, and it can drain him to hold the spell for long periods. XD he is not a very well-trained Strix.
Anyways, enjoy the smut XD
“Henry…?” Robert asked, walking into the dark room.
His partner was supposed to be here this time of night. The lawyers had scheduled to go with Everly to her parents’ anniversary party, but her mother caught a bad cold and the party was canceled as a result. So, he thought he’d sneak back to Henry’s office and surprise him. But Rachel had informed him the good doctor had returned home for the evening, so he changed his plan and went to the man’s house instead. When he entered the house though, it was surprisingly dark. He carefully walked through the building until he got to Henry’s bedroom, as he opened the door though, he heard a yelp and saw the glimpse of a dark figure, whom jumped back and into the bathroom, slamming the bathroom door close. Robert slammed open the bedroom door.
“Whoever is in there, I have gun, and I will shoot if I need to.” He demanded, trying to sound intimidating. He desperately hoped the intruder wouldn’t notice the waver in his voice, and realize he was lying.
“Come out, bef-“ He was cut off by a very recognizable voice;
“Robert, it’s alright…it’s just me. You uh, scared me.”
The lawyer sighed in relief. It was just Henry.
“Oh thank god it’s just you. I’m sorry, we’re you going to bed?” He asked, walking towards the door.
“I was just about to take a shower.”
Robert blinked. He was going to wash up…in the dark?
“Why is the house pitch black then?”
“Oh, I’m trying to save money on electricity. Since I can see in the dark, the lights don’t do much good anyways.” Henry replied.
Robert hummed in acknowledgment. That made sense, Henry was a Strix, and now he, himself, was a vampire, so really, they didn’t need lights for very much. And while the society was no longer having money issues, it was still best to be frugal.
“Well,” Lanyon clicked his tongue. “If you’re taking a shower, how about I join you~?” he purred.
He could hear Jekyll’s pulse hasten.
“Weren’t you supposed to go to a birthday dinner with your in-laws?”
“Everly’s mother’s got a bad cold, so they canceled.”
He turned the knob on the bathroom door, but found it to be locked. He raised a brow.
“Henry?”
“…Yes.”
“Can I come in?”
“…no.”
Robert froze.
“Are you alright?”
“Yes.”
“Then why do I find myself not believing that?” The vampire scowled at the door.
Henry remained silent.
“Ok, what’s going on?”
“Nothing’s going on! I just…don’t feel well.”
Perhaps, if Robert were a bit less stubborn, he would have taken that reason at face value. But between the house being dark, the fact he went home at all, the fact he yelped when he saw Robert, the fact he didn’t open with “I’m unwell”, and the fact he locked the door, made him immensely suspicious. He crossed his arms.
“So…is that the lie you’re going to go with? or would you like 5 minutes to think it over and find something else? He stated bluntly, disappointment lacing his voice.
“Well…5 minutes would be nice.” The brunet admitted.
“Oh, Henry.” The vampire sighed. “Alright, what’s wrong?”
“Robert, please, just come back tomorrow morning. I’ll be fine by then.” Henry implored, his voice taking on the faintest hint of desperation.
“Are you in pain??” Robert implored, concerned.
Jekyll had this bad habit of trying to hide injuries or pain, he didn’t want people to fuss over him, he felt like he didn’t deserve the concern. It was a habit Lanyon was trying very much to break.
“No, I…I…” the Strix trailed off.
“Henry.”
“I just…look bad right now.”
Robert raised frustrated brow.
“Are having an allergic reaction??”
“No, it’s not a reaction, I…please go away.”
“Not until you tell me what’s wrong.
Henry sighed.
“You are a frustrating man.” He muttered.
“Said the pot to the kettle.” The vampire scoffed.
“I…Strix’s sometimes look…not right.”
“Define “not right.”” Robert raised a brow
“Werewolves turn into large wolves during the full moon, as you’re aware. Strix’s…change as well.” Jekyll admitted hesitantly.
Lanyon blinked, staring at the door for a moment.
“Are…are you a large bird right now???” His brows furrowed, not sure what to think or feel about that concept.
“Not exactly…just…more bird like in general, and…rather monstrous.” Henry vaguely explained. “Now please, go. I don’t want to stay in my bathroom all night.” He insisted.
“No.”
“Robert, this is not-“
“Darling, you can’t possibly be that horrifying.” Robert huffed.
“I am…and I don’t want you to see me like that.”
Jekyll’s voice sounded so ashamed, it made the vampires heart ache.
Lanyon sighed, before setting his jaw firm.
“Let me see your arm.” He asked sternly.
“No, I-“
“Crack the door and stick your arm through it. If your arm frightens me, then I’ll leave, if not, you come out.” Robert reasoned.
“Robert, no-“
“Then I’m not leaving the room.” The vampire huffed in annoyance, standing firm in is resolve. “Do you really want to spend the rest of the night in your bathroom? I know I don’t want to spend all night outside this door, but I will if I have to.”
Henry sighed.
“…why is it so important that you see me like this?” he asked quietly.
Lanyon softened.
“Because I spent the past 16 years listening to you talk about monsters, talk about how they’re not as scary as they seem. 16 years of you talking about how they’re actually beautiful creatures.” He explained. “And I spent the past 16 years missing you, and now that I finally have you back, I intend to love every part.” He continued, an affectionate smile on his face as he spoke.
Robert could hear the others pulse hasten. What he couldn’t see was the red flush and warm smile on Henry’s face.
“So please, your arm.” Lanyon stepped back from the door, allowing for it to open.
The door unlocked, the knob turned, and the door opened a crack. After a hesitant moment, finger tips started to slowly poke out, then, a hand, and finally the arm. Lanyon stared. His brain was trying very hard to process that this arm belonged to Henry. The arm itself was covered in short, but dense black feathers, the longer feathers on the elbow had a lighter brown stripe going across the tip, a color more akin to Jekyll’s hair. The feathers continued down to the elbow before stopping. From the elbow down, there was a black scaling that reminded Robert more of a dragon or reptile than a bird. The fingers weren’t quite as bird like as one would expect either, instead of typical talons, the fingers were covered in a plated sort of scaling, coming to a sharp point at the finger tips, like they were armored claws. Lanyon carefully took his partners hand into his, Jekyll flinching at the touch. The vampire examined the hand, turning it over. He then gave the hand an affectionate squeeze.
“Well, this isn’t that bad. Now, darling, may I see your face?”
“Are you sure?”
Instead of replying, Robert kissed the heel of Henry’s hand.
“Yes, very sure.” He practically purred.
Jekyll’s heartbeat hastened again, and the door slowly started to open. Robert took a step back, allowing Henry room. The vampire braced himself for, well, anything really. He found himself surprised by the sight, not because it was horrifying, but because it was nowhere near as bad as he was expecting. It was still…a bit, unsettling perhaps, but not the horror Henry had implied. The poor man always thought he was worse than he really was, and he always needed somebody to reassure him that he was good, that he was loved, and that he wasn’t something awful. Luckily, Robert was more than happy to forever be that person.
Henry was wearing pants, but no shirt, his wings curled behind him, the feathers looked longer on them than usual. His entire body up to his throat was covered in black feathers, a few longer feathers on the chest having a lighter brown stripe across the tips. From his throat to his jawline he had the same dark colored skin as on his hands. The feathers continued slightly up the back of his neck into his hair line. His ears were more pointed than usual and a slight bit longer, and had the same dark skin color and texture as the palms and neck. His face was the same as it always was, though with two short, black stripes running across both cheeks.
The scientist’s eyes were tightly shut, and his face etched with anxiety.
Robert, admittedly, tensed and paused. His brain wasn’t too sure what reaction to have. If he had seen this creature in an alleyway, he’d be gone already. But, this was Henry, it was Henry’s face, his hair, his soul. He loved Henry, and could never fear him.
The lawyer cupped the others face.
“Darling, open your eyes please.”
Jekyll relaxed a margin before opening his eyes, though he didn’t look Lanyon in the eye, choosing to look off to the side instead.
Admittedly Robert was taken slightly aback, as he didn’t expect his partner’s eyes to be different. Instead of the normal white scleral, he had black, and his red eyes glowed far brighter than usual.
“There we go. All this fuss over this?” the vampire cooed.
“I saw you tense, please don’t lie to me.”
“Alright, fair enough. I’ll admit, this form is a bit…intimidating.” Lanyon relented “But I just need to get used to it, same as the rest of the people and animals in the Society.” He assured. “Come on now, let me get used to it.” Robert smiled fondly, taking Henry’s hand and giving it another chaste kiss. “So, this happens every full moon?” He asked, enjoying the flush spreading on his partners face.
“Yes.”
“How’d I never notice this during university…?” The vampire mumbled, examining the talons again.
“It’s not that hard to trick people about it. Few think to compare one’s absences with the moon cycles.” The brunet explained.
Lanyon made a sound in acknowledgment.
“So, does this transformation come with anything else?”
“What do you mean?”
“I don’t know…witchcraft? Invisibility? Just, anything of note?” Robert continued, letting go of his partner’s hand.
“Not really. My basic senses are better, but nothing else, nothing that I’m aware of anyways.” Henry sighed. “My mother…she didn’t want me to know too much about being a Strix…scared I’d do something dumb and wind up trapped as a side show at a circus somewhere.” He chuckled, bittersweet.
Robert was about to say something when he spotted something behind Henry, starting around his lower back.
“Wait, do you have tail feathers??” He asked, an amused expression growing on his face.
Jekyll’s face turned red and he froze.
“Uh…perhaps...”
“Turn around.” A smug grin grew on the vampires face.
“What-“ Henry practically squawked.
“Go on, turn around.” Robert made a spin around motion with his finger.
The Strix stared for a moment, before sighing in defeat, turning slightly.
“Ha, you do.”
“Yes, yes, very amusing. Now, are you done staring at my rear?”
“For now~” the lawyer purred
The Strix rolled his eyes.
Robert wrapped his arms around the others waist and pulled him into a kiss. The brunet gasped before smiling into it, wrapping his arms around the other’s shoulders. Lanyon tilted his head and deepened the kiss, Jekyll flushed and made a noise of content. Robert moved a thigh in between Henry’s legs and ground up, smirking at how he gasped into his mouth. For a moment, he relaxed, melting into the vampires’ arms. But a second later he was tensing up and pushing Lanyon away slightly, just enough to break the kiss.
“What is it darling?” Robert smirked, trailing a hand down the others hip and to his rear, grabbing and making the Strix gasp. “Something ruffle your feathers?” he asked coyly.
Henry stared at him for a moment, brows furrowed and a confused expression painting his face.
“Really…you want to-“ He gestured to himself. “When I look like this???” he asked in disbelief.
“Of course, what better a way to get used to this form?” Lanyon purred.
Jekyll stared at him blankly for a moment.
“Robert, I’m covered in feathers and have talons?” he pointed out bluntly.
The vampire tilted his head, giving the other a flirty up and down glance.
“Does that somehow prevent you from having a spot of fun?” he mused.
Henry blushed.
“Well…not physically, no-but surely you don’t find this form…err, exciting?” he grimaced.
“I find you exciting.” Lanyon replied, cupping the side of his partners face.
The Strix tried to say something, but it died in his throat. Instead, he looked off the side for a moment. Before Robert could say any more however, Jekyll finally replied;
“I…you should know that I’m a bit different like this?” he responded quietly, an ashamed tone to his voice.
“…Define “different.” Lanyon raised a brow.
“Well…uh,” Henry refused to meet his gaze, his face a bright shade of red.
Roberts eyes flickered downward for a second.
“Do you have a cloaca?” he asked point blank.
Jekyll snapped his gaze up to the other, wide eyed.
“What? No! Dear god no!” He held up his hands in defense. “I’m astounded you even know what a cloaca is…” he muttered.
“I just...I look different…down there.” He repeated, still not specifying.
The vampire sighed with a fond gaze.
“Darling, I’m sure it’s fine. Now~” He took ahold of the Strix’s shoulders, and pushed him back and onto the bed. The sound Jekyll made bordered on a chirp.
Robert crashed his mouth into his partners, and slowly ran his hands down his chest, running fingers though feathers.
“You’re so soft~” He purred into the others mouth, before pausing for a beat. “Well, your feathers are any ways~” He added suggestively.
The vampire played with the seam of Henry’s pants. He could feel a bump of sorts, so the other couldn’t be too different down there. He cupped him, running his thumb back and forth slowly. Jekyll’s feathers puffed up.
“The same can’t be said for this test tube, that you’ve shoved down your trousers for some reason.” He mused with a playful tone.
Henry broke out into a laugh, and Roberts eyes glittered with mirth.
Lanyon peppered kisses on his loves face before trailing them down his neck, stopping at the shoulder. He bit down gently, and Jekyll made a low, content noise.
Admittedly, biting into feathers was an…interesting experience. Part of his brain said to spit it out, as if he had bit into a feathered pillow. But the rest of his brain wanted to keep hearing those lovely sounds that Henry was making. He ran his hands down his torso again, trailing fingers through feathers. When he got to the waist, he undid the belt and pulled down his trousers. At the same time, he captured Jekyll in a searing kiss, something to distract him and make him too dazed to feel embarrassed. Robert fingered up what he was certain was the brunet’s member, and judging by the mew he made, it was a correct assumption. Without looking, he fisted him, and Henry broke the kiss with a gasp.
“Good boy~” the vampire purred into his mouth, before moving down to his neck.
Robert was able to spare a glance down, and admittedly, froze for a split second.
Jekyll’s dick was black now, like his palms, except for the tip, which was a dark purple. It was also shaped ever so slightly different, looking like the top half perhaps retreated into the lower half when not aroused. He rubbed his finger over the tip and Henry squirmed.
“See, darling, nothing to be worried about. You’re as lovely as always~” He assured, giving a quick hiss to his loves cheek.
The Strix gave a bashful smile, whilst rutting against Lanyon’s grasp. He gave a high-pitched whine as the vampire sped up.
“Feathers are simply not enough to make me think of you as anything but handsome.” He whispered into Henry’s ear, before leaning up to kiss his forehead.
“I love your eyes,” he purred into Jekyll’s forehead.
The brunet bit back a moan as Robert’s hand did dizzying things in-between his legs. The vampire moved to the side of Henry’s head, biting and kissing at his ear.
“I love face, ears included.” He purred whilst also running a finger along the underside of his partner’s length.
“I love your hands,” With his free hand, he lifted up the Strix’s hand and gave the backside a chaste kiss. His other hand pulled back foreskin and traced the tip.
“I love your wings and your tail,” He leaned up and kissed Henry’s wing, his free hand teasing a tail feather. His other hand sped up his strokes, and he leaned. forward, kissing Jekyll briefly.
“I love every last feather. I adore you~” He purred into the Strix’s neck, nibbling gently. He ran his thumb up and down as he stroked faster.
Henry came with a broken, garbled noise. Tensing and trembling as Robert stroked him through it. When he started to shake, the vampire gave him a good few sudden strokes, making him grip the other and throw back his head in a silent scream. Then, Lanyon stopped, removing his hand from the others trembling form. Jekyll panted, shuddering occasionally as he relaxed into the bed, catching his breath. He watched with a tired sort of hunger as Robert removed his own jacket and shirt, soiled of course. He tossed the garments to the floor before leaning back down, kissing Henry. The Strix met the kiss, wrapping one arm around Lanyon’s waist, and cupping the lawyer’s cheek with his other hand.
There was a plethora of ways to kiss, from chaste to messy, and everything in-between. Henry loved them all, from sweet, quick kisses of affection, to rough, desperate, kisses dripping with desire. From charming kisses on the hand, to bites on the neck. But this was by far Henry’s favorite kind of kiss, not chaste, but not messy. It was long, and deep, and with little movement, the contact being enough on its own. It was full of more love than he could every describe, and made him feel like he was the most important person in the world, and that somehow the other was feeling the exact same way. That somehow it told Robert how much he meant to him, that it told him everything Henry didn’t have the words to say.
Lanyon pulled back slightly and laid on top of the other, resting his head on the harpies’ shoulder, content.
“Thank you.” Henry murmured.
Robert hummed quietly, raising a brow.
“For making me feel…like I’m something…pretty.” The brunet continued, his eyes full of affection.
“I was going for gorgeous, but I suppose I’ll take pretty for now.” Lanyon huffed with mock disappointment.
Jekyll laughed.
“I meant it all, I love every feather.” Robert smiled, combing fingers through the feathers on his partner’s arm.
“I thought you were scared of birds?” Henry joked.
The vampire glared at him, bemused.
“Small birds like to fly around the room and cause chaos, and geese are creatures straight from hell, Strixs’ are far from either of those things.” He ranted, before pausing. “Besides, I don’t hate all birds.” He cleared his throat.
“Just most.”
“Oh, hush.”
Henry laughed again, a devious sparkle in his eye. He gently rolled the two of them over, sliding to straddle Lanyon’s lap. He cupped Robert’s cheek and kissed him again, but this time with a fire to it. The vampire gasped at the sharp teeth that nibbled at his lip. The brunet moved down to his throat, gently biting his neck as Lanyon arched slightly. He hooked a talon under his belt strap.
“How attached are you to this belt?” Jekyll asked, gently pulled up at it for emphasis.
“Not at all.” Robert huffed out.
Jekyll crawled downwards, trailing hot kisses down the vampire’s torso, only stopping at the waist of his trousers. When Henry got to the belt, he pulled up on it slightly to his mouth. There was a sharp *clack*, and Robert suddenly was very red, having made quite possibly the most mortifying sound he’s ever made.
Jekyll had just bit his leather belt apart.
Well fuck.
Henry pulled down his trousers, and quickly went to work, wasting no time. Lanyon sank into the pillows with a withered groan as the Strix mouthed the base of his member. The brunet licked a long stripe upwards to the tip, pressing his tongue firmly against the tip. He then moved down the side, mouthing and sucking as he went. Robert trembled, releasing a shuddery breath. He cursed Henry’s name, flushing further as he felt the brunet smile against his dick. He then took him fully into his mouth and throat, not flinching even slightly.
Lanyon had never understood how somebody could have so little a gag reflex, it gave his partner an unfair advantage.
“You could do this to me for hours.” Lanyon mumbled, resisting a whine that bubbled up in his throat.
Henry pulled back, and went back to mouthing at the side.
And then he did something different.
The brunet gently bit at Roberts cock, just barely putting any pressure down as his fangs held the other. Lanyon made a strangled and sudden noise.
“Fuck, Henry!” he choked out.
Really, he had no right to act surprised, he had done this to Jekyll many times since he had been turned into a vampire, but he had also never been on the receiving end. It didn’t help that Henry had more fangs in this form.
Jekyll gently bit and licked at Lanyon, holding his member in his mouth like a dog with a bone, he smiled to himself at each little noise his love made. He’d pull away and switch to throating him, or licking the tip, then go back to nibbling. He did this a few times, Robert had one hand gripping his hair, and one hand gripping a pillow.
He went to move away from biting, when the lawyer made a choked noise and pulled him back by his hair;
“Dear god don’t stop-!” Pleading for him to continue.
Henry obliged with a grin, his teeth returning to the member. Robert started tensing with each little poke of pressure and each little lick. His hips bucked before shuddering and crying out, climaxing. Jekyll purred and licked him through it, cum making a mess of the vampire’s torso.
Lanyon gasped and squirmed as Henry licked his cock clean.
And then he turned scarlet when his partner cleaned up his torso as well.
He cursed as the Strix crawled back up and curled into his arms.
“Fuck…” Robert mumbled, running a hand through his own hair as he caught his breath.
He tucked a hand up and under Jekyll’s wings, rubbing at his back, more to sooth himself than Jekyll. But the brunet seemed to enjoy it, melting into the petting and practically going limp. For a few minutes, Robert tuned out a bit, relaxing. But after those few minutes, he started to become aware of his partner’s heartbeat, which was getting faster not slower. He looked down to see Henry flushed, his eyes shut with a tense expression on his face. A glance further down showed the Strix was hard again. Experimentally, Lanyon suddenly rubbed upwards roughly, making sure to put pressure on the lower back as he dragged his fingers and palm through the feathers.
Henry jolted up with a hot noise that he barely muffled in time. His expression was glazed over and his feathers stood on end.
“Is this a Strix thing?” Robert smirked, running his fingers through the lower back feathers again.
“…It’s a bird thing actually.” The brunet admitted shamefully.
“Well, that’s interesting.” Lanyon replied smugly.
The Strix scowled at him for a moment, though even he knew how ridiculous he looked. Face flushed, body hot, feathers puffed up, shuddering as he tried to breath calmly. After a moment, Henry relented, arching into the touch and letting out a low groan.
“You’ve started something…” Jekyll huffed, starting to grind into his partner’s thigh.
“Oh~?”
With some care, Robert finagled them around, pressing Henry into the bed whilst looming over top of him.
“You have such pretty wings.” The vampire smiled, dropping his voice to coy tone. He ran a finger down the arm of a wing, enjoying how Henry shivered, and how the feathers moved as a result. “The feathers have a bit of auburn in them, it’s lovely.” He moved his hand down to caress a feather, before running his fingers through them. “Now, my darling, what would you like me to do to you?” He whispered into the brunet’s ear, before placing a kiss on his neck.
Henry was silent for a moment, flushed and heavily dazed. He then cupped the side of Lanyon’s face and whispered into his ear, almost sheepishly making his request.
“Make love to me, please.”
The vampire obliged and pulled the other into a kiss. He deepened it when the brunet nipped at his bottom lip. He was finding that he rather enjoyed Henry’s mouth when he was in this form, his teeth were sharper, and he had quite a few fangs, and he swore his tongue was a bit longer and more pointed…
The Strix moaned at a particularly nice roll of his tongue. Robert took the opportunity to pull down the others trousers the rest of the way, throwing them off the bed. He followed suit, removing his own. He then reluctantly broke off the kiss to lean over to the nightstand. He dug into the drawer and pulled out a small jar of…assistance, as it were. He unscrewed the jar and coated his fingers thoroughly in the substance, before preemptively coating his member. He caught a glimpse of Jekyll staring, with hawk like attention. Back in university he wouldn’t have mentioned it, as the poor man was so ashamed of those sort of feelings. But they were no longer in university, and Henry was a bit braver now…
“I’ll take the staring as a compliment.” Robert remarked coyly.
The brunet’s feathers puffed up, and he looked away, a small bashful smile on his face.
He leaned back over the Strix and kissed the top of his head as he trailed his hand up and under him. Lanyon slowly slipped a finger inside his partner, whom flinched then relaxed. Henry kissed from Roberts jaw up to his ear, biting at it once he reached it. The vampire worked in a second finger and was rewarded with a delightful moan right into his ear.
Henry continued to nibble at the side of his face, cupping his other cheek with a clawed hand. When Robert scissored his fingers, he gladly let him know how good it felt.
The vampire froze and shuddered as his partner made a long, low moan into his ear.
“You’re doing that on purpose.” Lanyon remarked huskily.
The bashful smile he felt against his neck confirmed it.
Jekyll’s talons traveled down Robert’s neck, down his chest, and down his waist until…
Robert huffed hotly as Henry slowly stroked him.
To be honest, when they first started this, the lawyer had been a bit worried that Henry’s talons would prove a bit of a challenge, but he was amazed at how utterly gentle the brunet was able to be with them. When he trailed them over his skin, he knew just how much pressure to put without causing an injury. And despite the pleasure coursing through him, he was still able to caress, tickle, squeeze, and flick without scratching.
Though admittedly Robert was still trying to hold still, not wanting to risk a spontaneous circumcision…
“You’re very good with those claws.” He panted out.
Before the brunet could respond, Lanyon added a third finger, the other whining pleasantly and arching his back. After a moment, he settled back into the pillows.
“Thank you, I’ve had a lot of practice over the years.” Jekyll panted out.
There was a pause.
“Oh, have you now~?” The vampire smirked, looking down at the other, mirth in his eyes.
Henry froze.
“Not like that!” He hissed, playfully slapping the other one on the arm. “I’ve just had a lot of years, to get used to not ripping things or scratching my face.” He explained, still glaring a smile at the other one. “This…this is a very new experience with them.”
Robert trembled as the Strix ran a talon along the underside of his dick.
“Well, you’re doing very good so far~” he panted.
The vampire pulled his fingers out of the other, and positioned himself. Jekyll wrapped his arms around the other and gave low whine as his partner pushed inside. He stayed still for a moment, peppering kisses along Henry’s jaw, before gently rolling his hips. The brunet clenched his fists and gave a shuddery exhale. Robert set a pace, and Jekyll relaxed.
Lanyon trailed kisses down to his neck, before latching onto a spot and biting, careful not to break skin. He didn’t want to draw blood…at least, not yet.
The Strix ran his claws gently down the others back, drawling shapes and writing sweet messages. When the vampire sped up, Henry flinched and nicked his back with one of his claws. He would have felt bad for it, but he was much too busy choking and going slack in the other’s arms.
“Good?” Robert purred into his neck.
“Very.” Jekyll mumbled, dazed.
Lanyon grabbed the underside of one of his partner’s thighs and pulled his leg up and over his hip. The Strix threw back his head and made a choked gasp. Lanyon paused for a moment.
“I take it I hit something good?”
Henry grabbed either side of his face and pulled him down into a desperate kiss. He whined and rolled his hips upwards. Robert took the hint, resuming the pace he had before. When he sped up a moment later, he was rewarded with his partner making a lovely mew into his mouth. The brunet arched his back, and Lanyon took the opportunity to slide his free hand to Jekyll’s lower back, kneading it roughly.
The Strix threw his head back in a silent scream, gripping at Lanyon’s upper arms until his talons drew blood. The vampire took this opportunity as well, leaning into his throat and licking up a slow stripe from his wind pipe to his chin. Jekyll cursed as he stared up at the ceiling.
Robert smirked.
He was having thoroughly a wonderful night.
He was currently in his bed, in his full moon form, his wings splayed out behind him, his feathers were puffed up, and his eyes full of stars as Robert railed him into the soft sheets of the bed.
Henry moaned his partners name with a drunken smile. The vampire leaned down and whispered something into his ear. The request made him feel hot, but he felt so good right now, he’d do anything Robert asked.
He hands slipped between his legs and he ran his fingers over his member. He liked light touches to the tip the most, albeit it made for a slow completion sometimes... He ran his finger over the tip, shivering as he did.
He tensed up as he felt a familiar sensation start to build. He gripped the headboard with one hand, and started stroking himself with the other, squirming at the variety of stimulations. As Robert nailed him, he circled his tip a few more times before climaxing. He threw his head back with a shout and came onto their stomachs, then sank into the bed.
After a moment, he started to squirm and arch in delightful overstimulation as Robert chased his own finish. The Strix tilted his head and exposed his neck, pulling Lanyon down to it. He gasped slightly as the vampire bit down and drank.
As he drank, he got close, and his movements became erratic. Robert made a shuddery sound before climaxing. Henry rolled his hips into the movements, helping his partner though it. Lanyon finished and let go of his neck, giving a few licks to the wound. He went slack on top of the other, panting into his neck. Under him, the brunet caught his breath, a content smile on his face as he relaxed. He played lazily with Robert’s hair, whom in turn played with a feather on his wing.
After a while of relaxing in their afterglow, Jekyll noticed the blood dripping down the others arms.
“Oh, I’m sorry about this.” He frowned, poking the area next to the scratches.
The vampire hummed, raising a brow and looking at the spot.
“I didn’t even notice.” He remarked. “Oh well. It’ll heal quickly anyways, wont it?”
Henry nodded.
“No harm then, except to your blankets.” Lanyon hummed in amusement.
The Strix chuckled.
“So, you’ve never done this before while in that form?” Robert asked coyly.
“Not with anybody, no.”
There was a pause, before a smirk grew on the lawyer’s face
“Not with “anybody”, well, my goodness Doctor Jekyll, does this mean you’ve done a bit of personal experimenting, hummm?” he asked smugly.
The brunet’s face turned scarlet again.
“I never said that!” He coughed. “But…I…may have gotten curious once…” He mumbled quietly before clearing his throat.
“Oh, really~?”
“You are such an arse.” Henry glared with mirth. “Scientific curiosity and arousal is a potent combo, alright?” he admitted with a huff, looking away.
“Hummm, yes, for science.” Robert teased, kissing into his partner’s neck.
Jekyll slapped his arm with an amused huff.
“God I love you.” The vampire grinned.
“I love you too.” Henry hummed affectionately.
For a moment the two laid in content silence, before Robert became aware he was drifting off.
“We should really get up and wash off.” He mumbled.
“I suppose we should…” The Strix sighed.
They never made it to the bathroom, falling asleep instead.
Robert awoke the next morning to Henry, back to normal, bringing him coffee and muffins for breakfast. Robert, put the breakfast to the side, and pulled the other back into bed for morning cuddles, which was far better than any muffin.