Dead Before Dawn: The Vampire Curse

Chapter 25 - Bites and Less Innocent Things

"Will you bite me?" Scott eventually asked, face all but blank of expression.

"Only if you let me," Max replied, because he wanted to; he could feel the want building, but he would never let that need take control if it bothered Scott.

Gian had helped him learn himself well enough to guarantee that. The silent staring went on for another few seconds, however.

"I want you to," was the whispered reply.

Only then did Max begin to breathe again properly and he let his vampire nature fade away.

"We'll get to that," he promised with a small smile, "but I was busy."

Then he shimmied down the bed again and without further ado took Scott back into his mouth. He had every intention of playing a while, just to find out where Scott's limits were and then he had other plans.

Since Scott had liked it so much before, he used his tongue for a while, licking and using the flexible muscle to tease Scott's cock for as long as possible. Scott made some very interesting noises, but only when Max employed some sucking as well did they turn completely incoherent.

It was fun and more than a little arousing to be able to do that to his lover. Max enjoyed it even more when he took Scott's cock in as far as he could, bobbing his head a little and the sounds Scott was making turned rather pleading.

He wasn't actually trying to torture Scott, so he relented a little, but he did rather enjoy having his media rival at his mercy, even though they were past that little hurdle. Only when he thought Scott might actually come did he finally pull back completely and gave his lover a very self-satisfied grin. Scott looked back at him and then flopped his head back on the pillow and made a desperate kind of resigned noise.

"Don't worry, Python," he said, flavouring the old nickname with a new warmth, "I'll let you come, once my snake is buried deep in your desperate body that is."

Scott made a sound somewhere between a whimper and a groan and Max didn't even try and stop the shit eating grin from overtaking his face. Yes it was corny, but he didn't care. The nickname had come about after Scott had done a movie with a full frontal and Max thought it was appropriate to the situation.

When Max reached for the lube, Scott was clearly still paying attention, because he lifted one leg, revealing just what Max was after. Toys and cocks weren't always the same thing, what with the myriad of shapes and sizes available in the toy department. Hence he was careful, but when he finally slid a finger in to test the waters, so to speak, Scott opened up for him easily.

In fact it seemed that Scott was so eager and ready that it took no time at all to prepare him and before Max knew it he was kneeling up and reaching for one of the condoms.

He was likely to end up biting Scott, which kind of made safe sex moot, but certain safety precautions were second nature in modern life. He saw what he suspected was the same thought go through Scott's head, but Scott didn't try to stop him. He rolled the condom on and then surveyed his prize.

"How do you want to do this?" he asked, since he wanted to fulfil whatever desires Scott had in his head. "On you back or on your knees?"

"On my knees," Scott said, voice thick with arousal.

Max moved back and gave Scott some space. The idea sent thrills all over his body. It was clear that Scott had a scenario in his head, probably a long held fantasy if Max was any judge, and he was not about to spoil it. As soon as Scott was settled, legs apart, back straight, head down, Max moved in, running his hands all over Scott's lower back and thighs. It really was a beautiful view.