Closed RP Spot for loveinsideme/nachtvogel [NSFW WITHIN]

[heyhohey]

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[loveinsideme]

Well, it had taken him quite some time, but in the end it was worth it. Mostly because he hadn't filed his nails in, well. Centuries. And remembering the proper technique had taken him a moment. But he very much wants to do this for Alfred, and so for at least tonight, his nails are all perfectly short and rounded off.

(He probably hadn't needed to do both hands, but it had bothered him, having them be uneven.)

So he strides into Alfred's room unannounced, holding out his hands for inspection. "Look what I've done for you, mon cheri. I hope you can set aside some time for it tonight, because it took me ages to get them like this."

[heyhohey]

It's a quiet night. Alfred is reclined a little with an embroidery hoop, calmly stitching away at the back of an old coat by the firelight. He's at peace, sighing softly in contentment, taking a moment to shut his eyes and just...relax.

Which is probably why he jumps a mile in the air when Herbert suddenly bursts in, yelping a little, eyes going very wide as he processes what he's seeing.

It takes him a beat or two for it to register...and then his jaw drops, face going a little red. "Ah - oh - Engel, you - they look lovely," he stammers, unsure what the right response is here. The coat is absently set aside, though, making it clear that yes, of course he will make time.

"A-All that work for me, I'm - I'm f-flattered...."

[loveinsideme]

"I hope they do, I took my time to get them just right. I mean, they'll be back to normal by tomorrow night. But I wanted them to look good for as they were like this."

He sits next to Alfred and kisses his cheek. "Apologies for startling you, mon cheri. You looked like you were very relaxed before I came barging in here like that." He brushes his fingers through Alfred to soothe his jangled nerves a little. "I hope I'm not tearing you away from anything, am I?"

[heyhohey]

"I - I bet, it's hard enough to keep up with my own sometimes-"

The initial shock gives way to a nervous smile as he leans into the kiss, shaking his head a little. "No, no, it's fine," he assures, laughing a little. "I was just focused, I should have heard you coming. I'm not doing anything urgent, I-"

He swallows hard.

"I'm happy to spend some...some time with you now."

[loveinsideme]

"And I do so appreciate your efforts," he assures Alfred, taking up one of his hands and kissing each fingertip. "So lovely and attentive.

But tonight, it's my turn to attend to you. And attend I will."

[heyhohey]

Reflexively, he licks his lips a little, watching each of those little kisses, looking at the way Herbert's hands look wrapped around his this way. He shudders a little bit, thinking over what this means, what's about to happen.

He's excited for it, as nervous as he is. "I look forward to it, Engel," he murmurs, worrying about not sounding enthused enough - but Herbert would, by now, definitely recognize that throaty, breathless tone he starts to take when he's turning on.

[loveinsideme]

"Shall I kiss you, first?" he asks sweetly, his hand creeping over Alfred's thigh. Oh yes, he knows that tone of voice very well. That slightly rough around the edges voice that Alfred gets at the beginning of their little escapades.

"Warm up to the main event, as it were."

[heyhohey]

The hand on his thigh makes him shiver - and he leans close, his tone softening at the promise of a kiss.

"Yes, Engel. I...I like when you...take your time."

His own hands slip over Herbert's body - one on his shoulder, another on his knee, threatening to slide upward.

[loveinsideme]

Herbert smiles and wraps an arm around Alfred's waist, pulling him a little closer as he leans in to brush their lips together.

"Ah yes," he sighs. "Always wanting me to be patient."

[heyhohey]

Oh, how he loves that feeling - he loves being pulled in, smelling Herbert's perfume as their lips meet, oh-so-lightly.

The words make him chuckle a little, a fond, sweet sound. He traces little circles on his knee with a fingertip.

"It just means I get more of you, my moonlight."

[loveinsideme]

"Well, how can I say no to you wanting more of me?" He strokes his fingers over the curve of Alfred's jaw as they trade soft little kisses. "I like being your moonlight. It makes me feel special when you call me that."

[heyhohey]

Alfred purrs against Herbert's lips at the stroke, slowly gravitating towards the blonde the more they touch, kiss, whisper to each other.

As much as he chides Herbert for his pace sometimes, Alfred has an eagerness all his own that he's never quite had a handle on.

"You ARE special, Engel. You're so special to me. There's no one else like you."

[loveinsideme]

"No, I'm quite unique," he says, shifting so he can straddle Alfred, running his hands over his chest. "Now, my darling. I'm going to do my best to go slowly with you. Take my time and really make sure you're enjoying yourself. If at any point you don't like what we're doing, I want you to tell me and I'll stop, all right?

Just because I enjoy it doesn't mean you have to, as well. Our bodies are different, and what feels good on me doesn't have to feel good on you. So speak up, promise? It's something to be enjoyed, not endured."

[heyhohey]

When Herbert shifts, climbing over him, Alfred watches, intent, entranced. It's one of those moments where he seems like he's studying Herbert's face, memorizing what it looks like in each and every situation.

Maybe he is.

"Mm - y-yes, Engel," he agrees, sighing contentedly at the hands running over his chest. It feels strange, almost, the lack of nails following the graceful fingertips. "I will, I promise. I...." He licks his lips, hesitating. "I have...tried to...to t-t-touch myself this way, before, but...but it was some time ago, and I didn't get very far, and I really didn't know what I was doing."

[loveinsideme]

"Oh, have you? Well, I'll show you the proper way to do it, and then you can do it whenever you'd like." He leans in to brush their lips together, mouth curved into a smirk. "There's nothing wrong with taking matters into your own hand now and again."

[heyhohey]

"Y-yes, but it was - it was - before we met," he fairly stammers in explanation, wrapping his arms up around Herbert. Not as an excuse...but to explain what had really stopped him. Still steeped in shame back then...mired in guilt, so much guilt, about it being Wrong -

None of that now.

He groans a little at the pressure of Herbert's shifting weight on top of him. "Yes...yes, I...I appreciate that...."

[loveinsideme]

"I'd like to see it, some time. Whenever you feel like showing me." Herbert shifts again to try and get another noise from him.

"Should we undress and move to the bed? And I can show you how much I appreciate you."

[heyhohey]

Oh. Oh, that...that thought, the thought of touching himself in front of Herbert, of the way he would look watching him - between it and the little shift, Alfred's soft little groans turn to something more visceral, more lewd as his body begins to respond in earnest to what is happening.

"I would...like nothing more, my moonlight," he murmurs, his voice taking that hoarse, needy tone the older vampire is getting to know very, very well.

[loveinsideme]

"Wonderful," he purrs and stands, pulling Alfred up and into a sweet kiss. "I'm so excited. I can't wait to see what you think of all this." He untucks Alfred's shirt to slip his fingers up underneath and stroke at the skin of his stomach.

[heyhohey]

It's with no resistance (and only a little whimper as he is climbed off of) that Alfred is led to his feet, shuddering as Herbert's hands slide up against his abs.

"Oh, your - your hands feel so - so different without the nails...."

[loveinsideme]

"They feel different to me, too. Shorter, somehow." He pulls a hand out from under Alfred's shirt to study his rounded off nails with a thoughtful hum. "But if they still feel good to you, I may do this more often." Honestly, he'd do anything that Alfred asked. Even if it meant filing off his nails every night, he would. He could adjust.

He would miss his nails, but he could do it.

[heyhohey]

"I like your long nails," Alfred chirps, watching Herbert study his hand. "Both ways are - are nice. It's just...different."

But his voice is fond, so fond. He loves Herbert, loves that he would do something like this for him.

[loveinsideme]

"Then every once in a while. For a special treat." He tickles at Alfred's hips and starts undoing his shirt, giving him sweet little kisses. "I'd love to be able to do this with you now and again. It just takes a bit of planning."

[heyhohey]

"I like that idea," he breathes, squirming under the tickles, the kisses. Enjoying the attention, only a little bit nervous about what's going to happpen.

He trusts Herbert, implicitly. This is just...new.

"I love all the time we spend together. No matter what we're doing."

[loveinsideme]

"Oh, I feel very much the same way." He could sit and watch Alfred sew or darn socks or anything at all for hours and be happy with that.

But this? This is quite fun, too.

It takes him a bit, between kisses and nibbles, but eventually he does manage to devest the both of them of their shirts.