“Please.Peter, I need…Please.”
Whether Peter understood the need or whether it was equally met by his own soon stopped mattering.With his one eye locked on Theo, he began jacking them together with purpose.
Theo moaned.“Kiss me, please.Kiss me.”
Almost as soon as the words were out of his mouth, Peter’s hot lips were back, his tongue darting deep while his hard grip wound Theo up tighter and tighter.And Peter’s own cock was so hard, grinding down… Theo came in hot spurts, rocketed along by the near painful tension.
Theo tossed his head back and screamed, drowning out the damn crows, and through the hard jolts of orgasm, he felt Peter coming too.While Theo screamed, Peter growled against his throat.Almost on instinct, Theo reached up to press Peter’s head down into the crook of his neck, and this time, Peter bit down.
The bite was one quick pinch, much like a flu shot, and while Theo quivered, Peter’s weight kept him where he was.With Bernard, this had always been the scariest part, but not so with Peter.It took Theo a moment to figure out why, but then he realized that Peter simply held him still, the neck and head area in particular.Bernard had always tightened his hold like a vise about to break bones.Peter did none of that.But he drank, and the waves of orgasmic pleasure that had been ebbing ratcheted back up again with every drop of blood Peter took.
Theo was soon moaning under Peter all over again, grinding up against him, even if there was no way he’d be able to come again so soon after.
Peter carefully pulled his teeth out after a few more moments, though he kept the area sealed with his mouth, just like he’d done before.He licked all over Theo’s skin, and it was a sweet torture to have the attention of Peter’s tongue and be so turned on by the sensation, but not be able to do anything about it.
“That’s not enough… You can’t have taken enough,” Theo breathed.
Peter pulled back.His eye was healing fast now, and the blue was visible again on a background of bloodshot white, although it was slightly dull.
“It’s plenty, and I don’t want you getting anemic.”He kissed the area he’d bitten before licking over it.“If anything, you are even more responsive to my bite today.”
Peter held Theo’s chin still.Theo hadn’t even realized he’d been wiggling, but who cared?Everything was blinding electricity, and everything just felt good—Peter on top of him, the memory of Peter’s teeth inside him, Peter’s cock, even only semi-hard, still leisurely thrusting against Theo’s belly.
“I want you inside me,” Theo said.His voice was jittery, a faint flicker of sound.
Peter smiled.“You don’t quite know what you want right now, Theodore.It’ll pass in a moment, and all you’ll want then is sleep.”
“No, I need your cock deep in my ass, Peter.Now.”
The universe decided to be a massive dick just then by dropping a tsunami-sized dose of post-blood sucking tiredness on Theo that made his eyelids droop and his body sag back against the pillows.
“Just go to sleep, Theodore,” Peter said, and the special magic of a vampire’s bite made it so Theo didn’t have much choice in the matter.He was out just a few heartbeats later.
15
Peter
Peterblinkedafewtimes since his eye was still itchy.Theo was lying beneath him and would be dead to the world for at least the next few hours.
Peter had the healthy instinct to just stay where he was, in bed with Theo, but it wouldn’t do.As his first order of business, he moved Theo to the center of the bed and rested his head on the pillows before cleaning him up with a wet cloth, then wrapping him in the sheets and tucking him in properly.
Once he was sure Theo was safely sleeping, Peter got dressed.He didn’t pick a suit for this, but dug out a set of all-black clothes he kept at the back of his closet and a black cap to hide his hair.
Then he opened the far window of his bedroom.There were handholds there, hidden in the brickwork.Peter had put them there, and he could’ve used this secret exit to get out of the house even with both his eyes gone.
The bird noises back in the house had grown very faint, but that meant nothing.Bernard might still be lingering like a shit stain after a violent wedgie, and if so, Peter was greatly looking forward to doing some cleaning.
As his feet and fingers found the nearly invisible indents and bulges in the wall, he considered what a true and majestic bother all this was.I should not be made to leave Theodore alone in bed.It’s poor form.
But leaving Theo’s attacker and stalker without punishment wouldn’t have been right either.Peter really had meant to get creative once he could rip pieces off Bernard, but at this stage, he was willing to be quick about taking out the trash so long as the trash was oozing fluids.
On the ground, Peter stuck to the shadows.His complexion, especially without a balaclava, was too light for much sneakiness, and he smelled of blood, so there was no hiding from another vampire.
Peter didn’t want to hide, not really.Theo’s scream of orgasmic pleasure should’ve been easy enough for a stalking vampire to hear, and while Peter did smell of blood, that wasn’t the only scent clinging to him.
I have Theo’s lust all over me too, his pleasure.
Hoping Bernard was feeling vengeful and envious, Peter rounded the side of the house and went to the back.One of the crows sat in a small crabapple tree, its beady eyes blinking in confusion.Bernard had abandoned his mind control then.Peter smelled the other vampire on the air, but he didn’t feel that heightened awareness that told him someone was watching and readying an attack.
