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Going from hunting vampires to now hunting for humans to victimize as a vampire was certainly a stark change in Matt’s life.
His stakes and guns had been replaced by razor sharp fangs and knife-like claws adorned on his fingers, let alone with a deep, insatiable thirst for something other than the beer he drank as a human.
Fortunately for him, his transition into a life of the undead wasn’t completely without assistance, or without a sort of “teacher” to guide him…
“How ‘bout him? He’s cute.”
Matt turned his head to face the vampire next to him. Brian looked as lifeless, but youthful as he did when he turned Matt into one of his own. His cheekbones were accentuated in the dark of the nightclub, his brown eyes glimmering in the lights.
The larger man faced whom the other was pointing at with his clawed fingers… a tall, lanky, dark-haired man. Blue eyes, pale skin. Tattoos. A prominent lisp in his voice.
Matt squinted as Brian merely smirked, tilting his head as he waited for an answer.
“What’s with you and tattoos on people?” The budding vampire told him, eyeing his own ink that was plastered on his arms.
“It’s hot,” Brian replied affirmatively, eyes wandering back to their chosen victim. “He’s hot. I bet he tastes good… why don’t we?”
The taste of blood… so sweet and replenishing…
Matt eyed the smaller vampire yet again with testily, obvious in that he knows exactly what he’s doing. Matt hasn’t had a drink in a bit, and Brian’s far too aware of that.
“Fine.”
“Mmm, atta boy. You’re gettin’ the hang of it,” Brian teased, smacking Matt on the ass before sauntering up to their soon-to-be meal. The larger man followed like a shadow, not nearly as experienced in this as Brian. That’s something Matt wonders often on these excursions… how long exactly has Brian been living for, or rather, dead for?
Brian unashamedly walked up to present himself to the taller man, his aura all too alluring in how he conducted himself, how he walked, how he spoke.
He’s way too good at this… he’s gonna make me fall for him all over again.
“Hey there, handsome,” Brian started, his voice sultry and low. Making a show of dragging his heavy-lidded eyes up and down the man’s body, he continued, “My friend here wanted me to tell you he thinks you’re fuckin’ hot.”
“Brian!” Matt snapped at the smaller vampire exasperatedly, albeit with a chuckle and a light tint of blush on his cheeks.
Their victim of a man smiled timidly and flushed, averting his eyes for a moment. His presence was deceiving in how tall he was, how intense his eyes could be, yet, his attitude and reaction to Brian told another story.
“Thank you,” The man giggled, returning Brian’s demeanor to the two of them as he looked them both up and down. Brian turned his head to face Matt, all with an arched eyebrow in ‘bingo’.
“Say,” Brian faced the man again, “Me and my friend here are lookin’ for some fun, and you look pretty damn bored standing’ here… why don’t you come back to our hotel room, hm?” Brian tilted his head like an innocent dog, playing the act expertly.
“I’d like that, actually,” The man concurred with a shy smile, “You guys are… really pretty.” From the way he was talking, what he was saying, how he was looking at the two of them, it was obvious that Brian’s allure was as in-shape as usual.
Brian hummed, grabbing at the man’s shoulders to rub gently, massaging.
“And what’s your name, hon?”
“Jimmy,” He answered with, his eyes just as lust-filled as Brian’s. That vampire was a pro at making people fall for him, fall victim to him… he made it look far too easy to hook up with strangers.
“Well, Jimmy,” He started, taking the blue-eyed man’s hand and leading him towards the door. “We’ll show you a damn good time.”
Apprehensively, Matt followed Brian and Jimmy out the door. The human morality that was left behind in his head screamed at him to not go, to turn back, to tell someone. But that fucking thirst, that hunger…
It overpowered any sort of second-guess instantly.
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“Oh, fuck-“
Jimmy moaned aloud, broken up and wavering with each pound of Brian’s hips against his ass. The vampire was surprised he managed to even speak, as the way he had him practically folded in two, strong hands pushing his thighs to his chest, would’ve made anyone else breathless.
Matt watched with bated breath at the foot of the bed as Brian’s pace was unforgiving, without mercy. It was almost like Jimmy’s never had a partner go so hard on him, in the way he looked up at Brian so innocently and wide-eyed. That man was a beast, and Matt knew all too well about it.
Clearly he did, as his cock, now free from the confides of his pants and boxers, was twitching in interest at the sight of Brian on top of their meal, groaning lowly himself.
This sick fuck really likes to get a good fuck in before sucking their blood…
“Mhm, you’re takin’ me so good, aren’t you?” Brian growled, glaring down at the taller man, biting his lip with sharp canines. The slap of his hips against Jimmy’s ass was loud, almost as loud as the noises from the human’s mouth.
The larger vampire watching on couldn’t help but be entranced by his own kind, in th way each move was calculated, how his voice was low and dirty, the way he looked down at the other like he was prey. What’d he’d do to be in that spot…
Was that... jealousy Matt was feeling?
“So- so good… More, please,” Jimmy cried, pleaded. The vampire ground his hips down, dick in to the hilt, as he turned his head to face Matt.
“You hear him? He wants more,” Brian spoke in a cooing voice, “Why don’t you give him more, Matty?” He cocked his eyebrow, before slipping out of Jimmy’s ass and moving out of the way, not missing the frustrated huff from Jimmy at the feeling of emptiness.
Matt’s caramel eyes were locked on Jimmy, Jimmy’s body, Jimmy’s ass. It was red, visibly used by the other. As he crawled onto the bed and got into the same position of Brian did, gripping Jimmy’s soft thighs tight, his mind couldn’t help but go a million miles per hour.
He’s not new to this. He’s fucked many, and he’s damn good at it. But this? Knowing where this is going? Knowing that Jimmy’s life is going to change at the hands of both himself and Brian’s misdeeds and thirst?
Thirst… fuck. I need it.
Matt handled his cock and maneuvered it to press against Jimmy’s abused hole before pushing in slowly, inch by inch. The man below him mewled and gasped at the new yet familiar feeling, different but similar to Brian. Matt was bigger, thicker, and he took a little more time to get used to.
Jimmy let out a short and quiet cry as Matt slid in, his cock stretching him further than Brian had. By the time he slid in to the hilt, Matt threw his head back in a sigh, prompting a hoarse moan from the man below him. He was tight, and he immediately understood why Brian was on him like an animal.
Speaking of which, the larger vampire of the two could feel Brian’s gaze boring into his skin, in the way he watched Matt slide in so carefully and lustfully. He hummed when the other two made their pleasure vocal, that hand moving to jerk himself off to this little show in front of him.
“Big, isn’t he?”
Jimmy mewled some more, rolling his hips as Matt slid in and out at a gentle, slow pace to start. The man’s mouth hung open, eyebrows furrowed and filled with plead as he looked up at the other ruining him. That look… it was just enough for Matt to do as Brian did, and grab roughly at the man’s thighs and bend him in half, only to pound him harder like he was desperate for more. He did just the right thing, given from the shrill cry that left the skinny man.
Hazel eyes of the man on top glanced over to his fellow vampire; Brian was jerking himself off as his eyes were glued on where Matt and Jimmy had joined, watching with a bitten lip and brutal flick of his wrist. It was free porn, and he couldn’t complain especially when Matt’s involved.
“I’m… I’m gonna-“
Matt’s eyes wandered back to the man below him as he spoke brokenly. He was getting there, ever closer, practically edged on the fact that Brian had slipped out surely before he came. Jimmy’s hands grabbed at Matt’s thighs to hold him there, urge him on further, give him what he needs…
“Bite him, Matt. Taste him.”
Widened eyes turned to face Brian, smug-faced and all.
Bite him…? I know it’s what we’re here for but I’ve never… But I need to. I need it. I need his blood. He’s so warm, and look at that neck… I need it.
Matt growled lowly and he felt Jimmy clench around him, the vampire atop him watching as white splattered onto his belly with a yelp. The growl and groan was definitely from the sensation of Jimmy coming on his dick, but also from the feeling of those fangs growing in involuntarily, knowing exactly what time it is.
Matt bared his teeth and snarled as his canines grew sharper and his climax hit him like a bus, eyes focused as he swiftly leaned down to attach his mouth, his fangs, to the neck of his victim desperately. Knife-like teeth sunk into the skin of Jimmy’s inked neck like needles, warm and metallic seeping from it immediately. His hips had stuttered, pressing deep inside as he spilled himself.
Jimmy was too far gone with waves of his orgasm wreaking his body to feel it, to care about it, only taking it as a mere love bite.
His partner though, he stuck there, mouth glued to his skin with closed eyes as he sucked and swallowed what he was given. He tasted… just as delicious as he thought. His thirst was quenched perfectly as he hummed against his skin, the metallic taste of Jimmy’s blood on his tongue as more warm red poured into his mouth and down his throat like a man with water in the hottest desert.
Whether it was his intense orgasm, or more likely the lightheadedness of losing so much blood… Jimmy had passed out on the bed, comfortably, yet with quite the mess on his stomach, and neck once Matt detached his fangs from it.
Wiping his mouth, he chuckled as he looked down at the poor man.
“I… didn’t think I drank that much from him.”
Brian chuckled, playfully pushing Matt to urge him out of the way.
“Well, unfortunately for him, I’m fuckin’ thirsty.”
Matt got up from where he sat, moving to stand besides the two of them on the bed. Brian was still hard, his dick far from asleep as he crawled onto the bed and approached the asleep man. With cautious fingers to not wake him, Brian craned Jimmy’s neck to the other side, to lean down once more and sink his fags into the plush flesh of his neck.
Deja-vu is all how Matt could describe it. He watched as Brian sucked with intent, swallowing as much as he could, as if it was the best alcohol he’d ever had. He practically moaned against Jimmy, a deep need for replenishment fulfilled. A drip of red dared to escape from around his lips, prompting him to lick it up slow and languidly.
The vampire standing there, watching, could’ve help but cast his eyes down Brian’s naked body… only to find the other still playing with his cock as he drank from Jimmy’s neck. Matt scoffed, but his cock told another story as it twitched in interest.
“You get off to this or something?”
With a pleased sigh once he rose back up, not missing the wipe of his mouth with his bloody hand, Brian smirked.
“I just fuckin’ love blood.” Brian said matter-of-factly, as he ran his blood-covered hand down his chest, down his stomach, then to palm his cock. A trail of red followed, until once Brian began to pump his cock, Jimmy’s blood smeared obscenely on the flushed skin of the vampire’s dick. That other hand rose, just as red and wet, as Brian sucked on those covered fingers without a shadow of shame. Those eyes were testing as they stared back into Matt’s, heavy-lidded and lustful.
“Might as well make good use of his blood, Matty,” He smirked as he got on all fours, crawling up to kneel right in front of the bigger vampire. That blood-soaked hand that was just in his mouth moved to Matt’s own body, tracing down his abdomen, before gently grabbing as his cock. He palmed it just as he was with his own, the blood from their victim aiding in making the movement slippery and wet. Matt groaned; his cock undeniably woke up and filled with his newfound blood.
“How ‘bout you… fuck me with your cock covered in his blood?” A question, yes, but he knew Mat couldn’t say no to that.
This fuckhead knows exactly what he’s doing to me.