Rooster Teeth/Achievement Hunter Smut

That slightly painful tingle - Mavin

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Gavin felt that tingle. That slightly painful tingle in his throat as the cravings started to creep up on him. He glanced at the clock, realising that it had been at least 6 hours since he'd last fed. He coughed a little and stared at the computer, trying to focus on his work. He couldn't feed at the moment, he had too much to do...

Then Michael walked into the room.

It was late and everyone else had already left the office, or at least that was what Gavin thought. He had been too focused on not feeling hungry and on work that he hadn't heard Michael moving around the office.

"Hey Gav, you're still here?" Michael asked, closing the office door behind him. Gavin sat there, staring at Michael.

Thud

"OW! What the fuck Gavin!" Michael shouted. He hadn't expected to be jumped and pinned to the door with Gavin's lips attached to his neck, keeping his hands against the door.

"This will be a lot less painful if you just go with it," Gavin growled with a rasp in his voice that Michael couldn't decide to be terrifying or sexy. The American froze against the door as Gavin's teeth grazed the skin of his throat.

The whole office knew about Gavin's...condition. The others never referred to it as it actually was. Vampirism. They just made sure to help keep the fridge stocked and they kept cuts and injuries as far away from him as possible. But no one had been subjected to his hunger.

At least, until now.

"G-Gavin, I'll get you some blood from the fridge, okay, j-just let me go and I'll heat it up for you and everything," Michael asked, hating how his voice wavered a little in fear. Gavin growled at the idea of Michael moving and pressed in a little closer so their hips brushed together and he licked his neck.

"Stay. Here," Gavin growled, one hand releasing one of Michael's to pull on the shorter man's collar so more of his shoulder and throat was exposed to Gavin's ministrations. "Need you," Gavin practically moaned against Michael's skin. Michael's face flushed bright red and he arched his neck at the feeling of Gavin's body against his, only realising afterwards that baring his neck to the vampire was terrible idea.

"F-Fuck, Gavin. Stop," Michael begged, voice wavering more. Gavin pulled away a little to look Michael in the eyes, his normally hazel irises dark and tinted red, which was the sign that he was very very hungry.

"You don't want me to," Gavin purred with a smirk. Then he pressed their lips together, full of passion and aggression. Michael let himself get pulled in, feeling Michael's tongue running over his bottom lip to ask for entrance. Michael gave it willingly letting Gavin's tongue run along his own but when Michael tried to respond in kind, his tongue grazed over Gavin's fangs, feeling how sharp they were.

Gavin kissed Michael deeply, his hand dragging up Michael's arm to meet the other at the American's collar, just to slide down his chest, then gripped his thighs, lifting him up and pressing him against the door, forcing Michael's legs to wrap around his waist to stay up. Michael arched his back as Gavin's lips trailed back down from his lips to his throat, licking and sucking while his hands drifted up to Michael's hips, pulling them in closer, grinding their throbbing cocks together.

"Oh god, G-Gavin," Michael moaned. "I-I...Gavin p-please stop. You don't wanna do- aah," Michael was cut off as Gavin's hands squeezed his ass at the same time as his teeth pressed down on Michael's throat, not enough to pierce. Yet. The older man moaned long and low, rolling his hips just so, in a way that made Gavin growl and press his teeth down just a little harder before pulling back a little to breathe against Michael's skin.