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Undying Warmth

Solomon and Lo- Marlowe the Immortal, Vampire AU

This is a chapter I wrote for Marlowe the Immortal, and Solomon, their vampire. Chronologically, the events of this would take place after Part 23 in their story, though there is a time jump. (I probably will write the in between stuff eventually, but I wanted to post this first.) Marlowe's masterlist is here. No whump in this one, but this is NSFW. It is very smutty, and entirely consensual. CW: nonbinary character, vampire, consensual sex, fingering, oral, kissing, vampire feeding, blood tw, some self deprecating thoughts.

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Solomon was perched on the edge of the bed, the blankets tousled up around the edge from where he had just awoken, his nightshirt falling loosely around his broad shoulders.

Marlowe stepped into the small bedroom. It was cozy, but it was enough for just the two of them. The vampire’s eyes glanced up- still filled with sleep as the sun peeked below the horizon outside. Their gazes met, and Lo’s heart fluttered.

They could never get over the way that he looked at them. The way his eyes lit up when they’d walk into a room, or how they’d trace over Lo’s body, ever so subtly- but Lo could tell. They’d gotten used to picking up on subtle things like that over the past few weeks of traveling, and now living together.

“How’d you sleep?” Marlowe asked, trying not to stare as Solomon stretched- long, toned arms reaching above his head.

“Oh, alright, are you getting ready for bed?”

“Soon-” Lo responded, turning around to the pile of books on the small table by the door. “I wanted to- to spend some time with you for a moment if that’s alright.”

Lo nearly jumped as they felt the vampire looming over them from behind. They turned around to find Solomon standing over their shoulder, his cold breath trickling at the base of their neck as he leaned over.

“Of course it’s alright Lo, I- I always want to spend more time with you.”

Lo turned around to face him, his long, pale hair swooping over his shoulders- just slightly tousled from his sleep. He looked- hesitant for a moment, wanting to pull away when he noticed their close proximity. But instead the vampire closed his eyes, taking in a small breath, eyes opening once more as Lo placed a small hand against his waist, turning their own face up to meet his eyes.

“Solomon-” Lo paused- gently brushing a strand of hair behind Sol’s ear. “-is there, something else you want?”

The vampire flinched back ever so slightly as if shocked by the question, but didn’t pull away, instead bringing up a hand to meet Lo’s that had lingered near his face, gripping it in his own.

“I- I’ve wanted to-” he chuckled in embarrassment, a flash of pink coloring his pale skin. “-I’ve wanted you for a while. I- I’ve just been too afraid to ask.”

Marlowe’s heart leapt for a moment. All this time- all the pining, and Solomon had been nervous. The vampire had always been so strong- so sure and confident in everything. And he hadn’t given in to his affections yet, because he’d been too afraid?

Lo took their hand from the vampire’s waist, bringing it up to cup his face so gently, running a thumb across his strong jawline.

“Darling, you have nothing to be afraid of.” They whispered.

And with that stroke of permission Solomon closed the distance. His lips crashed into the human’s, wrapping strong arms around them, one hand steady on the back of their neck, the other spread against the small of their back, pushing them closer into him.

Marlowe was so warm- they’d always been so warm, and now Solomon craved it. He couldn’t get enough of that warmth as they kissed- eventually stumbling backwards until Solomon hit the edge of the bed. He sat down, keeping his lips locked onto Lo’s but it was much easier this way- no longer having to tower over the smaller human.

His hands circled around their waist as Lo’s came to tangle in his hair. Sol shivered at the feel of nails across his scalp- the slight tug that Lo would give to deepen the kiss- to pull Sol in tighter.

Sol’s hands were fisting in the back of Lo’s cotton shirt, clutching tightly at the fabric, lips pressing hard enough to bruise. He let a hand slip, dipping under the fabric to feel the warmth of their skin and he ran his hand along the length of their spine.

Lo shivered- a soft gasp vibrating through their lips onto Sol’s- and oh god- he needed more.

The next thing he knew the human was climbing onto his lap, straddling his hips, a knee on either side of him- it was much easier to hold them closer this way.

The two pressed as tight as was possible into each other- as if any moment someone would barge in and drag the other away. Hands fisted in hair, tangled in shirts, caressed limbs- breath heavy.

Solomon’s brain started to short circuit when Lo started rocking against him.

A slow, steady grinding- moving their hips just right so a flare of pleasure sparked within- and then they slipped their tongue into his mouth, spreading his lips wider, and Solomon gladly opened up.

He tilted his head back, inviting Lo in as they explored, their tongue brushing against his fangs, sweeping across his bottom lip, nearly choking him in the pleasure. Solomon let his hands roam lower down the human’s body, gripping tightly at their hips before sweeping down to the back of their thighs. He could feel them rocking back and forth- into his hands, and then into his groin- back and forth- back and forth- a steady, sensual rhythm. Sol cupped their thighs tighter, feeling the soft skin- the warmth through the cloth of their pants as he squeezed.

And then Lo was biting down on his lip- and Solomon couldn’t help the moan that escaped from the back of his throat. Lo pulled away and for a brief moment Sol was disappointed- until their tongue began to trail a path from the bottom of his jaw up to behind his ear. They continued rocking as they began to kiss and nip, sucking gently at the sensitive skin and Solomon gasped, feeling a shudder wrack through his body.

He pulled away just slightly- hands moving from underneath Lo's thighs to their hips.

Lo paused for a second, moving their mouth just next to the vampire’s ear.

“You alright?” They whispered.

Solomon nodded and Lo went back to kissing his neck, hands tangled in his hair- but they didn’t continue rocking.

Solomon was at a loss. This was escalating far quicker than he had intended. It’s not that he didn’t know what to do, it’s that with Lo, he wanted to do it right. But Lo felt so good- so endlessly warm and soft- and just perfect.

“We can stop if you want, if it’s- too much.” Lo whispered, resting their forehead against the crook of Solomon’s neck. "I know I was moving kinda fast..."

His heart nearly broke at that- almost as if Lo was implying that they were too much. Never. They were absolutely perfect. Solomon just- he just wasn’t quite prepared to give Lo what they deserved.

But still…

“No- please, I- I don’t want to stop.” He ran his hand across Lo’s back again, needing to feel that warmth of their perfect skin. The human nestled in slightly closer at his touch. It was almost selfish of him- to take all their warmth like that. To take the pleasure for himself, despite his hesitations. “I just- I want to make sure it’s good enough… that- that I’m good enough.”

Lo pulled away, sitting up straight and cupping Solomon’s jaw. They looked him in the eye for the first time since they started this.

“Darling, you are more than good enough.” They whispered. “Don’t ever think you aren’t.”

Solomon nodded, leaning in to Lo’s hand as they stroked his cheek.

“What- what should I do. What would you like?” He asked, feeling his heart leap in his throat.

Every moment they’d moved further Sol had expected the human to pull away in rejection- to be disgusted and say this was all a joke, and here he was- his entire soul on the line. Completely laid bare in front of this human. In front of his human.

And Marlowe simply smiled, brushing a strand of hair away from his face as they leaned in to whisper.

“Darling you could do whatever the fuck you wanted to me, and I’d still beg you for more.”

And they were entwined together once more.

Lo’s hands were tight against his back- grinding into him, tearing at the hem of his nightshirt and Solomon obliged, pulling it swiftly over his head and then scrambling to remove Lo’s.

Sol slipped a hand in between them, running it over the soft curves of Lo’s chest- the slight swell of their stomach, their sternum, the sweeping lines of their chest. His hand brushed over one of their nipples and Lo shuddered- ever so slightly, but enough for Solomon to notice. He cupped them in his hand, and began to playfully pinch and tease at it, pulling and twisting, and Lo whined.

Sol leaned in as Lo’s head lolled backwards, eyes rolling back in pleasure as the vampire continued, and he pulled them forward to kiss and nip at their neck.

The human let out another soft little moan that made Sol’s heart pound and he trailed his lips and tongue up to their ear.

“Darling- can I take all of you?” He asked gently, pinching and teasing a little harder, rocking his hips up to meet Lo’s.

Lo whined, their voice soft and husky through their throat.

“Fuck, please do.” They begged.

And by god, how could Solomon resist?

He bit down slightly on their neck, not enough to pierce with his fangs, but enough that it caused another whine as he raked his fangs down to their collarbone and Lo shivered.

And then Solomon was pushing them off his lap, stripping them of the rest of their clothes as he removed his own until they both were bare- and he pulled Lo back on top of him- feeling nothing but warmth against the cold. Caring about nothing but being closer- closer-

Sol rocked backwards and Lo leaned forward against his chest, limp and pliable. With one hand he gripped the human underneath their thigh, lifting them up just slightly off of his lap. His other hand began to spread them apart, dipping in between to find their entrance, circling and prodding with one finger- then a second. Lo was already trembling slightly- a shake in their breath as Sol prepared them, and then he was leaning to their ear as he positioned himself just right, Lo hovering barely above.

“You’ll tell me if it gets too much?” Sol whispered.

Lo replied, nearly breathless before they had even begun.

“It won’t be.”

And then Solomon was lowering them down, working his way inside slowly, feeling every muscle along the small human’s body- every curve, and line- memorizing every part as if it’d fade away as soon as the moment ended.

So Sol would take advantage of the moment he got.

He took his time as he entered, letting Lo settle with each new inch before sinking them down further. He knew he was fairly large- and Lo was so small, but god they were so tight. Sol felt a whine building in his throat as Lo wrapped around his length- their breaths shuddering and shaky as they felt the vampire sink deeper and deeper.

The two both let out a soft gasp as he bottomed out, Lo sitting tightly against Sol. They melted into each other, arms wrapping around backs and shoulders and then Lo was rocking again. Swaying and circling in Sol’s lap and they were so tight- and warm- and they felt so good that Sol wanted more. Needed more-

And then Sol was moaning- careless of the vulgar noises he was making.

And then he was gripping Lo underneath the thighs, the other around their back- and he was climbing further onto the bed. Keeping Lo pressed fully onto him, not letting them go for a second-

And then he was throwing them onto their back, climbing on top of them.

Lo was spreading their legs wider, arching their hips up to meet Sol’s thrusts. They were fisting in the blankets, knuckles white against the cotton, and Sol’s fingers were digging into their hips, squeezing, massaging, gripping tight with every motion.

Neither of them could help the moans and the cries that came from their lips. The pleasure rippled through them both as Sol began to move faster.

Lo’s eyes fluttered open, seeing the vampire’s strong figure, shadowed in the dim light of the room. His strong arms that were gripping Lo tight- his head thrown back, eyes glazed over with pleasure- lips parted in a moan. Lo thrust their hips up higher, spreading their legs as wide as they would go until there was a faint aching in their thighs, a tightness that was overcome by the pleasure as Sol pumped in and out. Solomon slowed his pace briefly, pulling out nearly to the tip, holding Lo in place as they trembled. And then he thrust back in so quick and so deep, that Lo screamed.

The vampire repeated that a few times, each time leaving Lo shaking and screaming beneath him with pleasure.

He soon picked up a faster pace, beating in the steady rhythm, and then letting it build and build until a scream of his own poured over his lips. Solomon shuddered as he came, spilling into Lo as he looked down at them through glassy eyes, both left breathless.

Lo smiled up at him, and Solomon smirked, pulling out of Lo as they shuddered and he climbed off the bed.

“Oh, I guess we’re not done yet, are we?” Lo asked, sitting up on their elbows.

Solomon shook his head, and then his hands were on Lo’s hips pulling them across to the edge of the bed where he was kneeling.

Sol was destroyed by the pleasure Lo had given them. It was nothing like he’d ever felt. They were warm, they were tight, and incredibly soft- and just beautiful. And Sol couldn’t help but feel slightly guilty at taking all the pleasure for himself.

Here was this selfless human, who had taught him how to be kind- how to live, how to- how to love. And in return Sol had brought them nothing but pain. Pain and miserable suffering at the hands of his own kind. And Sol had been so selfish as to even feed from them.

Lo had said over and over that they didn’t mind. That the vampire needed to feed, and they were more than happy to oblige.

But Solomon didn’t have to be selfish right now.

Their eyes trailed in between Lo's legs, taking in every curve of skin, every inch between their legs, trailing his eyes up their stomach, their hips, their chest, up their soft neck, until his gaze met their eyes.

"Fucking hell you're stunning." He growled.

Solomon didn’t feel selfish as he pulled Lo to the edge of the bed, spreading their legs wide and taking them in his mouth as he knelt on the ground like a disciple ready to worship.

He didn’t feel selfish as he sucked, and kissed and licked, only focused on making Lo feel good.

Focusing on their pleasure Solomon was attuned to every moan- every whimper and whine that grew as he continued. He ran his hands up and down the soft flesh of their thighs, moaning himself as Lo reached down to let a hand fist through his hair.

The hand on the back of his head forced him down deeper, faster, stronger- and Lo let out such a beautiful cry that Solomon didn’t mind.

He continued, devouring every inch, every crevice and measure of sensitive skin between the human’s legs as Lo began to tremble. Sol kissed along the inside of their soft thighs, sucking lightly at the gentle skin. He could smell the fresh, sweet blood under the surface, hunger pains spiking through him- but he pushed that thought down, going back to only focus on giving his human as much pleasure as possible.

Lo let out another moan, a deep guttural sound and they gripped Sol’s hair tighter, moving his head until it was at that same spot on their thigh, nearly as high up inside their leg as he could go.

The human growled out a singled word, sounding so desperate- so needy, that it sent something feral coursing through the vampire’s veins.

“Feed."

Solomon hesitated, if only for a moment. He began to kiss and lick at the spot, feeling Lo squirming pleasantly beneath him, when the hand in his hair wrenched his head back, forcing him to look up into Lo’s bright- beautiful eyes.

“No venom.” Lo commanded. “I want to feel every second of you.”

And then his head was back in between Lo’s thighs- their beautiful thighs- the gorgeous warm skin- and Sol could already taste the thick, rich blood beneath the surface.

So when Lo forced his lips back into that specific spot- the spot they knew was his favorite, and when they uttered a simple ‘please,’ Solomon could barely contain himself.

Lo screamed as the vampire’s fangs pierced into their sensitive flesh. But Sol recognized it- it was the same scream that came from their mouth as he thrust deep inside of them only minutes ago.

A scream of pleasure- not of pain.

And Solomon realized he could make this just as good for them as it was for him.

At the first taste of their blood Solomon moaned, the sound vibrating in between Lo’s legs and Sol could feel them shiver.

It was thick, and sweet, and heavy on his tongue- and warm. Just like the rest of Lo had been.

With one hand Solomon cupped their thigh, pulling it into his mouth, sucking deeper and deeper with every gulp. His other hand reached beside his head, teasing and touching and prodding between Lo’s legs.

Lo’s head slammed back into the bed with a moan, thrusting themselves into Sol’s hand. Sol continued to drink, taking extra care to be slow, drawing this out to make it last as long as possible. He reached underneath Lo’s legs, dipping a long finger inside of them and circling it around. He felt a rush of satisfaction as Lo began to shake. From the loss of blood, or the pleasure, Sol couldn’t quite tell.

He added a second finger as he sucked in another mouthful of blood, and began to pulse them in and out, twisting them around, working Lo carefully as he drank.

Eventually Lo’s body stilled, overcome with the pleasure and the beginning stages of blood loss. Sol glanced up as he felt them settle, the moans and whimpers dying down. Their body had grown slightly pale but there was a soft smile on their face, lips parted open to let the breaths ease through.

Unless Sol wanted to kill them (which would no doubt ruin the mood), he should probably finish soon.

He thrust his hand deeper inside of Lo as he took a final drink, and then pulled away with his mouth and his hand at the same time. The human’s body relaxed, legs falling against the bed as they let out a soft whine. Sol leaned down to lap up at the last few drops that were leaking from his bite. He trailed his tongue across the pinpricks, and then between Lo’s legs once more, feeling them shudder. He climbed back onto the bed towards Lo, keeping his mouth locked onto them, trailing his tongue from between their legs to their hips, up their ribcage and across their chest, across their neck and up their jawbone. Finally ending it with gentle kisses across their cheeks and jaw, and a few soft ones across Lo’s lips.

As Sol kissed their lips softly Lo began to kiss back, gently sweeping their tongue between the vampire’s lips, and for a moment Sol wished Lo could taste it. Could taste exactly how sweet they were- how rich and divine and beautiful.

Finally they both pulled away, breathless. Lo turned inwards to the vampire and he pulled them close against his chest, shuffling across the bed to nestle them both against the pillows. Sol grabbed the blanket, pulling it over them both and held the human close in his arms, listening to their breath, the beating of their heart- feeling the warmth of their skin.

Sol knew he wouldn’t deserve someone like Lo in a thousand lifetimes. But he would do everything in his power to make himself believe that he did.

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If you've read all the way to the end, thank you! This was the first shot I took at writing something like this, and there'll probably be more of it in the future. Huge shout out to @raddyscoops for indulging me and urging me to get this written. Taglist for Marlowe: @imagination1reality0 @thecyrulik @whumpsday @termsnconditions-apply @spectral-whumpy-writer @raddyscoops (Let me know if you don't want to be tagged in the spicy stuff or if anyone else wants to be added).

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