Klaus' body trembled at the first bite that was barely there, hips rising as he let out a low hiss as Elijah's fingers trailed blood onto his cock. His eyes snapped shut, stomach roiling with anticipation and pleasure when fangs sunk fully into his skin.

When Elijah's mouth took over again, he moaned out, "Fuck...Elijah..." the name staggering out over several long syllables as his teeth gritted.

It was too amazing of a sensation not to try to draw it out, so Klaus held onto keeping the stamina he was capable of, letting Elijah work him at whatever pace he saw fit. They'd experienced all things imaginable with one another, but it was still so glorious to see how easily and fully Elijah could turn him on.