Red Rose, White Thorns ( mxm | mpreg )

4.)

Birdie awoke late the next afternoon, groaning and rustling around in the sheets before sitting up and noting that Ambrose had gone to scribble away at various documents, still looking rather disheveled and in his clothes from last night. Birdie's fever had gone and now all that remained was a sore throat and persitant cough, however he felt much better. 

Fresh tea sat on the side of the bed, and Birdie was quick to help himself to it, downing a cup (or three) before Ambrose looked up from his work to see Birdie awake and quickly draining the tea. 

"Birdie" he spoke softly as he stood from his seat, making his way to the bed to set the tea pot down and taking the cup from Birdie with an amused sigh "How are you feeling, pet?" Birdie wrinkled his nose and pulled the sheets off his bare legs "Like a bath" he sighed flipping his legs over the edge of the mattress to lean into Ambrose's shoulder.

Ambrose chuckled again and scooped Birdie into his arms, which looked rather strange with Birdie's lanky limbs all twisted around the vampire's torso, especially seeing as Ambrose was only a few inches taller than Birdie. The pair were quick to enter the bathroom, Ambrose setting Birdie down on a plush carpet where the male was happy to spread out, rubbing his face along the fluff with a sigh and yawn. 

While his little dhampir was distracted, Ambrose got about settling a bath for Birdie and himself, using the new hot-water pump to fill the large in-set porcelain tub. It took very little time before steam filled the room, closely followed by a variety of floral scents as Ambrose cluelessly poured in different oils and salts. Before Ambrose could even call out, Birdie had wandered over and already stripped to step into the bath, his platinum hair brushing along his shoulder blades. 

"Well aren't you eager, hm?" Ambrose chuckled, doing the same, only tying up his hair with a leather cord before stepping in after Birdie, water spilling over the edges from the volume of both men. 

Birdie wasted no time shrinking back into Ambrose's side, pressing his steamy face against Ambrose's neck and gently nibbling at the skin there. The vampire seemed to tense and his eyes flitted closed in a bout of sensitive pleasure as he pulled Birdie's bare waist against his own. 

"You may feed, love if that's what you're asking for" he sighed after a second. Birdie was quick to sink his little fangs into the skin and drank happily, squirming as his body heated up- and not just from the bath water. 

After getting his fill, Birdie continued his kisses and nibbles up and down Ambrose's neck and throat, fitting himself onto the vampire's lap with a few pants and huffs of need. "Rose" he whined, letting their bellies press against one another as he testily ground against Ambrose's lower half, successfully eliciting a rather powerful reaction from the man. 

"Birdie." Ambrose said with a warning tone, his hands moving down to cup Birdie's thighs and slide him against his lap, creating a friction that made Birdie whimper and pant even more. The dhampir seemed happy with this turnout, jutting his hips deeper and quicker all while chasing Ambrose's own with a soft huff each time and an equally erotic flush from his lidded eyes. 

While Birdie seemed to be enjoying himself, Ambrose looked as though he were about ready to snap, his fangs having felt the need to make an appearance and his face contorted in both pleasure and resistance, something that soon snapped when Birdie felt around in the soapy water in an attempt to manually push Ambrose into himself, and yelping when he was (somewhat) successful and far too tight to fit his lover's length. 

Birdie was quickly removed from Ambrose's lap and laid over the edge of the tub, his lower half pulled up out of the water as the vampire in question laid over him, sliding himself between Birdie's thighs and using his fingers to sate the needy dhampir. 

It took the albino a second before the pleasure set in, his lithe form arching and pressing against Ambrose as the sounds of his pleasure filled the bathroom, lewd enough to make a whore blush red. It wasn't long before he came, not only from Ambrose's fingers inside him, but also the way Ambrose rubbed against him as he fucked his thighs, pressing kisses all along his neck and shoulders as he did so. 

"R-OsE" he whimpered, pressing himself further back and riding out his high as Ambrose was quick to do the same, coating the edge of the tub, Birdie's stomach, and thighs all in white with a deep sigh. Birdie felt his energy dropping but instead opted to simply drape himself over the edge of the tub, peering back at Ambrose with a flushed look "Love me? Please?" he begged with a whine, still jittery from his previous high and ignorant of the soreness developing in his lower half where he'd attempted to take on Ambrose far too soon.

Ambrose sighed and shook his head "The things you do to me, pet. No more today I'm afraid. You must recover." Birdie was about to voice his disappointment before his body reminded him that he was, in fact, still sick with a harsh coughing fit that seemed to worry Ambrose if the speed both of them were washed and wrapped in towels were to go by. 

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Soon enough, both of them were settled down back into their sheets that had been switched out sometime during their little bathtime, and the pair were currently snacking and cuddling up against each other, Ambrose reading a book while Birdie was fighting sleep.

The rain had began to pick up, and Birdie had finally fallen asleep against Ambrose when the vampire set down his book and rubbed his temples, sparing a glance outside the window as an ornate carriage pulled into his graveled driveway, earning a dark look from the vampire.

Somehow, he knew that this would be one of their last quiet nights together.

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TADA!  First smut scene, what do y'all think? Gonna keep you waiting for the REAL deed, but this should tide y'all over for now ;) 

Decided to keep things more gender-neutral on Birdie's side as well as less graphic since every time I read through Alpha's Big Boy I get SEVERE second hand embarrassment for myself lmfao. I also like the idea of Birdie being a more androgynous character with no real gender conformity, leaving you guys to decide what you want to envision as you read! 

I hope to have this story be more plot-focused, with smut being more of a 'soft and sweet' moment between Ambrose and Birdie instead of something kinky and fiery, I like the idea of the both of them simply just loving on each other <3

I hope you enjoyed this chapter, I know the first few have been a bit slow, but I promise drama is to come ;) 

thanks for reading!!!

       - Misha