Inhumanly Handsome {Muke/Cashton}

Loving the feeling of your touch

"You're possessive but in a sexy way, not too much and you do have anger issues but I don't mind them. It's who you are Michael, you're angry and you're aggressive, you're slightly possessive and you're a vampire. I like you though, all of you." I tell him, I wanted to tell him I loved him, because that's what I felt but it was too soon. It was too soon and I was still afraid he didn't feel the same way.

"I can be gentle and caring too." Michael tells me, his eyes going dull like he was worried.

"I know you can be, you don't have to show me." I tell him, putting my hand over his that was on my cheek.

"I want to show you, I want you to know and to feel how much I care and how I'll never hurt you, not ever again." He whispers, he presses his lips on mine in a gentle and tender kiss, filled with emotions we both didn't quite know how to word.

I leant back and then snuggled closer to Michael, not missing the livid green look of his eyes. My back was pressed against his chest, I felt so secure and save in him embrace.

Michael started kissing my neck again, running his fingers down my arm and even through the thick fabric of the hoodie I still got goosebumps at his cold touch.

He ran his fingers over my boxers, going to the front, my breathing hitches as he palmed me. He moved his hand slowly, not pressing down to hard or moving too fast.

"M-michael." I stutter, not sure what I want him to do. Because damn it felt good but I wanted more.

Michael didn't reply, he simply sucked on my neck a little, I fisted the sheet in front of me as I moved my head to give Michael more and better access.

I moaned louder as Michael slipped his hand into my boxers, I squirmed backwards at the cold, only making Michael groan at the movement. Cold fingers wrapped around my erection, slow movements that were basically torture to me.

"M-more." I begged.

"Patience baby." Michael whispers against my skin.

The moment Michael slides his thumb over my slit I buck my hips forward, begging for more contact.

"I said patience Luke." Michael says, I felt his teeth graze my skin lightly but he stopped and kisses my neck instead.

"Daddy please." I beg.

"No baby, patience or I'll just stop." He whispers, I huff but gasp as he pumps me slowly.

Michael continues to move slowly, my breathing getting more and more uneven as he went on. He stopped and I let out this strained, girly whine.

"It's ok babe, I'm going to make you feel good." Michael whispers, he pushes me onto my back and moves to lie over me. He kissed me softly and grinded down on me, slowly and torturously.

Michael ran his fingers under my hoodie and he chuckled as he ran his fingers over my chest, making me shiver at his touch.

"Cold Baby?" Michael asks me.

"With you here, always." I reply, he shook his head and then nuzzled his nose against my neck making me move my head over.

"So this time, keep the hoodie on." He tells me, I smile and bite my lip, playing with my lipring as Michael sucks on my neck, leaving a hickey most likely.

I put my hands on his ass and squeezed lightly, making him laugh. He didn't however protest so I did it again and then I ran my fingers under his hoodie, slowly drawing circles at the bottom of his back.

Michael lay his head next to mine, he kind of slumped against my body as I kept moving my finger in circles on his back.

"You ok?" I ask him, he nods.

"Just- just keep doing that." He whispers, I nod at him, putting a little pressure in my touch. Michael moaned at the feeling and moved a little so he was leaning on one arm, he ran his fingers up my leg with his free hand.

"I really wanted to please you baby and make you feel good but damned that feels nice." He whispers to me.

"Then lie down, and I'll give you a massage." I tell him, he moves over and look down at me.

"Really?" He asks, I nod. He chuckles and moves over to lie on his stomach but so he could still watch the movie. I sat down on his nice boxer clad ass and ran my finger up under his hoodie. I blushed as I read the name on the back, but then Michael moved and he pulled the hoodie off. I ran my fingers further up his back, he hummed and I watched him as he closed his eyes, if I didn't know any better it would seem like he was going to fall asleep.

"That was amazing." Michael says as we lay back down together, he pulled his hoodie back on and then wraps his arms around me.

"I'm glad you liked it, it's nice to see you so relaxed." I admit to him, he kissed the back of my neck.

"I've never had a massage before, fuck the way your fingers move baby, so delicately and soft." He hummed, his lips pecking my skin a few times as he spoke.

"Guess I know how to calm you down when you get angry." I tell him he chuckle and pulls me closer.

"If you do that every time I get angry, I'll have to get angry more often." He says to me, now pressing his lips against my cheek.

"Don't get angry too much, it's still pretty scary when you're angry." I tell him, he nods and moves a little, wrapping his arms around my waist and then grabbing my hand, entwining our fingers.

"I'll never get too angry, unless some asshole tries to hit on you, because you're all mine." Michael says, his lips pressing against my neck as he spoke.

"I'm all yours Michael." I reply, yawning.

"Go to sleep baby, I'll be here when you wake up." Michael says, he leans over and gives me a soft lingering kiss on the lips before pulling away and lying down. He was just waiting for me to fall asleep and then he'd leave and hopefully be back by the time I wake up.

AN/ Who thought there'd be smut again???

So Luke gave Michael a massage and thats sort of all that actually happened here, except for Luke telling Michael how much he likes Michael for who he is. The next Chapter might ACTUALLY contain smut, but who knows.........