Open Starter
Muse: Elijah. He is a very old (think millennium) Vampire/Werewolf Hybrid. His wolf side allows him to pass as a regular human, as well as stave off the desire to drink blood. Currently passing the time doing odd jobs, using his compulsion to couch surf or be roommates.
Open to: men (trans/cis/masc-leaning nb) bottoms. Your muse is treating Elijah to breakfast at a diner after the pounding y/m received this morning. Whether your muse is aware of it or not is up to you, as he can also make the roommate forget what happened.
"Thanks for the meal. Worked hard and all," he said to the other. Without having some fresh blood, Elijah was prone to giving into his wolf side's cravings a bit. The rare burger that normally was reserved for lunch was dripping from his lips like drool at a prey. Elijah didn't know what it was about the other, but their blood smelled so tempting, fucking their ass was the only way to stave it off lately. Would they confess to how sore their hole likely was?












