Red Rose, White Thorns ( mxm | mpreg )

6.)

Unfortunately, Birdie and Ambrose's time was cut short by Ambrose's second elder brother, Adriel. He was incredibly flamboyant and had towed his rather weary looking husband along with him. Instead of apologizing for his rude walk-in, he instead decided to throw inappropriate jokes their way, cackling and snorting to himself.

Birdie liked him better than Antoine, but he was rather loud. "...and when I heard Antoine was going to visit our dear youngest brother how could I object?! You see mother is relying on you for cute babies, we all know Antoine is too bitter for any lady to stay with for more than a date, and well... mother doesn't expect much from my lifestyle anyhow~! I think father may still be in denial about Antoine though bless him..." 

Ambrose seemed to have lost half of his energy while talking to Adriel, only nodding and sighing at this point with a groan of frustration. "So I suppose you'll be taking a week-long break on my dime, yes? I'll prepare you and your husband a room. Please leave, Adriel. I've had enough dealing with Antoine" Ambrose groaned, rubbing his temples as Adriel only laughed and nodded, sauntering off to go claim his favorite room. 

Having been rudely pulled out of the ambiguous atmosphere, Birdie huffed and climbed his way back into Ambrose's lap, pouting and snuggling into his side with a sad whimper. Ambrose comforted the disgruntled Birdie by rubbing his back and pressing a few kisses to his hair "I apologize, love seems we can't have even a quick moment to ourselves" he sighed.

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The rest of the day was particularly uneventful- Adriel running around and teasing Antoine which kept the manor both noisy and away from Ambrose and Birdie, though at any chance he got, Birdie was trying to climb into the vampire's lap or slide under the desk to please him, very clearly growing upset and impatient. 

Currently, Ambrose and Birdie were holed up in their room at the dead of night, having quite the time as the dhampir demanded love. Birdie had gone commando and in one of Ambrose's shirts which worked out well for him. The vampire was sat cross legged while Birdie straddled one of his thighs, whining and rutting himself along the rough fabric and two upward facing fingers Ambrose had so kindly provided him. 

Birdie was still unable to climax though, angrily attempting to slide himself all the way onto Ambrose's fingers which the man didn't allow, only keeping them at a slight slight incline to reach into him ever so slightly. Each time Birdie would stop and reach down to try and seat himself, Ambrose's soaked fingers would slip right back out, only pissing off the horny dhampir even more. 

It eventually got to the point where Birdie started to whimper and cry, slumping onto Ambrose's shoulder who now felt immeasurable guilt "Shhh... I'm sorry darling, I'm sorry here-" he gently laid Birdie back on the bed, his head resting on pillows as he quieted his sniffling, lifting the shirt and pulling his legs back to expose himself in the dim light, a hopeful look on his face.

Ambrose, the sucker he was, sighed and leaned over him pressing a kiss to his forehead and rubbing his thumb along the outside of Birdie's slit which was now swollen and pink from both arousal and friction. Ambrose wasted no time sliding his two middle fingers into the dhampir who gasped and arched his back, wriggling eagerly at the touch "More-" he panted "More please"

The vampire obliged, gently fingered and pressing further into Birdie was was having the time of his life, gasping and rocking himself back and forth as if asking to go faster. It was long until Ambrose four fingers deep, helping Birdie to a quickly approaching climax if his shaky moans and jittery body were to go by. As if on cue, Ambrose thrust into him one more time, earning a sharp inhale from Birdie who shivered and arched into himself, panting and trembling as he went onto cloud nine. 

When Birdie eventually floated down from his high, his eyes were quick to hone in on the rather prominent boner that was pressing through Ambrose's slacks, which only egged the dhampir on more, scrambling to sit up and arch himself down into the sheets, a sweet look on his face. "Master~" Birdie purred, rubbing his nose at the man's thighs, his mouth quite honestly drooling at the idea of Ambrose's length. 

The vampire in question simply smiled and offered a flushed laugh, rubbing his hands through Birdie's hair "Yes pet, go ahead" Ambrose purred, his breath hitching as Birdie made quick work of his pants. The smaller male hummed in appreciation as Ambrose's tip bumped gently against his nose, earning a little kiss and lick to the pink appendage in question, earning yet another sigh of approval from the vampire. 

Getting the memo, Birdie wasted no time fully enclosing his lips around Ambrose's tip, pressing the flat of his tongue to the man's slit and slowly inching downwards, swallowing the pre-cum that pooled in his throat. It didn't take long for Birdie to pick up a steady pace, managing to take all of Ambrose in a quick rhythm, of which the vampire quite enjoyed if the soft panting and grip in Birdie's hair was to go by.

At last though, Birdie got his prize, sliding up to part his lips, Ambrose climaxing with a groan and soft hiss, his cum coating Birdie's mouth and a bit on his face, which the albino simply lapped up greedily, cleaning Ambrose and himself off until each drop was gone. The poor vampire barely had time to process as Birdie scrambled up into his lap, their lower halves pressed together as the dhampir purred and pressed kisses to Ambrose's face. 

"Rose~~ tastes 's good..." he hummed, clearly a bit lust drunk as Ambrose heaved a sigh, wrapping his arms around the smaller and sliding them both in under the covers, ignoring the rutting Birdie was doing against his waist in a some what futile attempt to connect them "I'm glad you think so darling, but it's late. We've both tired ourselves out. Behave, love" he murmured, gently pushing the dhampir off his lap followed by an appeasing kiss of which Birdie begrudgingly accepted. "Mm... kay. Love you" Birdie sighed, clearly growing sleepy and peppering kisses to Ambrose's face. The vampire was a bit taken aback at the confession but smiled and nuzzled into Birdie's hair with a sigh. 

"I love you too, my darling."