Opening the door to the bedroom as quietly as possible Prince Clyde caught sight of Gunner still sleeping peacefully on the bed as though the night was uneventful. A sigh escaped him as he was thankful that the man had not caught wind of what was happening during the night. The battle for the southern wall had taken half the night to take care of before he had been able to come back. Before he could get caught in the blood torn clothing he quickly showered and changed his clothes to a new set similar to the one he usually would wear.
Sitting down on the bed slow so that he did not startle Gunner awake he sunk into the comfortable bed. He felt extremely exhausted but he knew that he did not have much time to sleep so he wanted to enjoy every second he could til Gunner woke up at least. Reaching his hand over to run his finger across the man's cheek while a smile played at the sides of his mouth. Seeing that his actions was causing the man to slightly twitch in his sleep he leaned over and planted his lips softly against Gunner's.
Feeling the warm and sweet sensation of the prince's lips against his Gunner's own mouth opened slightly to welcome him to deepen the kiss. His eyes slowly fluttering open to see the prince's lustful expression gazing down at him. Able to tell at a glance that Clyde had just taken a shower he thought about asking him what he was doing up in the middle of the night but there was no room for questions as Prince Clyde's hand trailed it's way down Gunner's bare body under the blanket. The prince's actions were causing Gunner to wonder what had happened to make him suddenly act out when he was usually so docile that he never instigated things on his own.
"What's gotten into you?" Gunner forced out the question as he pushed at Prince Clyde's chest so that he could catch his breath. He could see the prince's tongue tracing against his lips as he gazed down at him with an expression that almost seemed as though he was begging for attention. Yet at the same time behind those eyes he could see the hint of hunger and knew what Clyde wanted from him because the prince refused to feed from anything and anyone but him when the need arose.
Gunner leaned forward slightly as he grabbed hold of Prince Clyde's wrists and pinned him down flat against the bed. Trailing his tongue along the man's neck clean up to his earlobe he could feel Clyde's body shudder under him as he swallowed hard. He bared his fangs as his eyes narrowed, desperately growing hungry in more ways than one for Gunner. The beating of his heart felt like it was going to explode from his chest if it got any faster.
Prince Clyde could feel the fresh clothing he had put on being slowly tugged away and removed from him under the blankets by Gunner. The strong scent of shampoo and soap wafted throughout the air from the shower he had just had moments ago but the only thing that he wanted to breath in was the scent of Gunner. Intoxicated by the scent of the man's natural sweet smell made his body shiver as he tore his arms away from Gunner's grasp to wrap them around his neck. Leaning up into his chest so that his fangs could carefully sink into the flesh of Gunner's shoulder.
"Mmnn.." Gunner released a slight moan at the feeling of the fangs entering his shoulder. A slight blush covering his cheeks at the sensation. Prince Clyde was never rough when it came to feeding from him. It almost seemed like he was worried he'd over do himself when feeding if he was not careful about it. Though, Clyde simply cherished him too much to risk harming him purely for food. If it came down to starving himself to death or causing Gunner pain in order to eat he'd surely pick to starve to death rather then bring him harm for his own survival.
The warm blood slowly began to flow into Prince Clyde's mouth as he drank. His hold on Gunner not letting up in the slightest as he clung to him from below. A blush began to cover his face as he could feel the motion of Gunner below the blankets as the man began to slip himself inside of the prince. Shuddering slightly his bite on Gunner tightened slightly out of reflex causing the man to grunt a bit from the fangs going deeper into him. The way the fangs had sunken deeper caused his blood to spill a bit faster as Prince Clyde drank.
Releasing his fangs from Gunner his tongue traced against his lips to clean any blood that might have slipped from his mouth. Gunner's hand reached up so that his index finger could gently stroke against the sharp fangs inside Prince Clyde's mouth. His hot breath exhaling against Gunner's hand as he caressed them carefully with the tip of his finger. Prince Clyde's eyes seemed to be lost in a drunken daze from the blood and lust that he was feeling from drinking from Gunner.
Losing themselves to their passion they both could not easily tear themselves from one another for what was left of the night. By the time that had come to realize what time it was the sun was already shining through their bedroom window. Prince Clyde had fallen into a deep slumber after all that had happened. There was no doubt in Gunner's mind that the man was going to need to be up early but he felt there was no harm in letting him sleep in for once. He was not sure what had happened during the night that had caused him to act the way he did so suddenly but he knew that no matter what it was he was surely going to need at least a bit of sleep. Leaving him to sleep in the room alone Gunner decided to head out and explore the area on his own.