The rush

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By: wildflowersinthemeadow on Ao3

Saphael

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Raphael and Simon were lounging on the sofa at the Dumort. Around them were lit candles, the sun had just set about an hour ago and, Simon lying in Raphael's arms, they were listening to music.

Suddenly, Raphael spoke up.

"Simon?" he said softly.

The younger vampire looked up at him. "Yes?"

Raphael was looking for words. "Look, we've been together for a while now. And I love you. And I know, you accept me being asexual. But still, I have a feeling that you are missing something."

Simon smiled at him. "You mean ... sex?" he almost choked on the word.

Raphael smiled fondly at him. Simon was still so innocent.
Raphael playfully rolled his eyes. "Yes, I mean sex."

Simon sat up and looked seriously at Raphael. "Raph, I already told you, I don't mind. We still can be physically close and cuddle. And you are a great kisser. The rest ... well it would be cool, but I really don't mind."

Raphael caressed Simon's face. "That is very nice and generous of you, but still ... look, I would like to try something. Just for you. Just ... don't freak out, okay?"

Simon looked at him with a question in his eyes. Raphael scooted closer, took Simon's hand and kissed it. Then his lips moved to Simon's wrist, before setting on Simon's lower arm. Simon closed his eyes and enjoyed the tender touch. Then, Raphael opened his mouth, his sharp teeth showing and gently pierced Simon's skin. Not enough to bleed him out, but deep enough for his venom to enter Simon's bloodstream.

Simon didn't realize what happened, just that suddenly a rush hit him. It was like he'd taken a drug. He suddenly felt euphoric and emotional and aroused at the same time. The longer Raphael bit him, the more did the feeling intensify.

Then he felt a hand rubbing his crotch through his jeans. Simon lost himself in the sensation. He forgot everything around him and could only ... feel.

"Raphael, what ... Raphael, I ... " he mumbled, completely losing it.

Likewise, Raphael felt a rush tasting Simon's blood. It reminded him of Isabelle, though the taste was different. It was more exotic. He couldn't exactly pinpoint it.

Simon squirmed and moaned under him, giving Raphael shivers. The older vampire thought that there was enough of his venom in Simon's blood, so he stopped biting, just gently nibbled on his skin, kissing.

"Raphael, so close ... " Simon almost cried. Raphael kept kissing his skin and caressing him through his jeans. "Raphael, I ... " then he threw back his head and came, hard, trembling. The euphoria intensified this sensation. It was like everything in him and around him exploded.

Simon only slowly opened his eyes, coming back to reality. The venom was still circulating through his veins, making him shake slightly with aftershocks.

Raphael bent down and kissed him, with Simon tasting his own blood.

When they pulled away, Simon looked at Raphael. "What was that?"

Raphael smiled. "That, mi amor, was my venom piercing your blood."

"That was incredible," Simon panted, still a bit breathless from the whole incident. "But wait ... " He sat up and looked at Raphael. "Isn't it dangerous?"

In all his time of being a vampire, he has heard a lot about vampire's blood, kisses and venom. He knew it could be deadly. Surely, Raphael wouldn't put him in such danger.

Raphael took Simon's hand, caressing it. "Don't worry, my dear, I've done some research. While vampire venom can be lethal to mere mortals, it is far less dangerous for other vampires. By being a vampire yourself, you are immune to the dangerous side effects. You only feel the rush. Plus," he paused, "I thought this is the closest to sex I can give you." Raphael hadn't come – had he ever? – but he definitely had enjoyed the sounds Simon made under him.

Simon blushed. "I do appreciate that you did. Can we ... maybe ... do it again sometime?"

Raphael smiled, nodded and kissed Simon's forehead. "Of course, love. But, I think you need a shower now." He pointed at the stain on Simon's jeans.

Simon looked down on himself, embarassed. "Of course, you're right." He gave Raphael a kiss and made his way towards the bathroom.

Raphael leaned back, and brushed with his thumb over his lips, still tasting Simon in his mouth. He smiled. That had been nice. He had kinda missed the rush ever since Isabelle ended things between them. But with Simon it was something completely different. With Simon, there was something warm and gentle that touched him within. Yes. He could definitely see them doing this again in the future.

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