Vladimir Tod: Summer Screams

Wasted (part 2)

Henry parked his car and Vlad looked up, with the bitter realization to where Henry had taken him.
"The bar?"
Henry only grinned. "Yup. You are in desperate need of some alcohol. Also I want to have some fun if you know what I mean." He wriggled his eyebrows playfully and Vlad chuckled. "If you wanted to get in trouble with me why not just say so?" Before Henry had a chance to reply, there lips collided and the two were lost in one another. After what felt like several minutes, Vlad pulled away for air. Henry breathlessly said "shall we?" And led the way. Vlad smiled at how Henry seemed to know exactly where he was going. "You come here often, or what?" Henry looked back at him with a playful grin. "Don't get me started." Vlad awkwardly shoved his hands in his pockets and looked around. The lights were dimmed and loud techno music was pumping through the building. Vlad had never been to a bar before so it was a lot to take in. The place was packed. There were so many people there... People were dancing, drinking, having loud conversations with one another. Vlads hunger began kicking in and he could hear the blood pumping through their veins and he could smell a mixture of blood types. His stomach growled. He could smell adrenaline mixed with blood and even he couldn't ignore the fact that the smell was very enticing.... Welcoming even. Vlad squeezed his eyes shut and opened them again, trying to distract himself from his trance. He fixed his attention to Henry who was ordering drinks. He couldn't help but notice how Henry had ordered an extra for Vlad.  "You alright there, babe?" Vlad nodded and raised the drink to his lips. Holy shit this stuff tasted good. He needed more to distract him from his hunger. As if reading his thoughts, Henry waved over the bartender. "Yea man were gonna need two more glasses over here." Henry gestured toward Vlad as he said this. Bartender chuckled. "Lot on your mind, kid?"
Vlad gave him a polite smile. "You don't know the half of it."

A couple hours and tons of drinks later, Vlad had totally forgotten about his hunger. He looked at Henry and laughed.
"What's so funny?"
Vlads voice was slurred and hard to interpret when he said This. "I'm just thinking.... We should.... Ya know.." Vlad leaned over and felt up and down Henry's chest and began to lift up his shirt, exposing his abs. Henry took Vlads hands in his. "Slow down, big guy were in public." Vlad laughed at Henry's commentary. "You don't even know how big I am...  Yet..." He began to fumble with his jeans but couldn't figure out how to undo his belt. "Shit..."
Henry chuckled. "Alright man, we should get you home... Your hammered as fuck." Vlad laughed again. "Oh my god Henry said a bad word!" Henry rolled his eyes and helped Vlad get up and helped him to the car. He buckled him in and started towards Vlads house.

He pulled into the driveway and glanced at his drunk boyfriend, who was busy rolling the Window up and down while mumbling things. Henry tapped on Vlads shoulder making him jump. He laughed "you scared me... I love you!"
"I love you too." Henry helped him to the porch where he watched Vlad fumble with his  house  key and after about a zillion tries, they finally stumbled into the house, where Otis greeted them at the door. He glanced at his giddy nephew. "Are you drunk?" Vlad laughed. "Would you arrest me if I was?"
"No."
"Awe your so polite."
"Get seem sleep, Vladimir we will discuss your choices in the morning."  Henry and Vlad stumbled up the stairs. Henry began to change him when Vlad held up his hands in a defensive manner, blocking Henry from removing his shirt. His eyes were only open half way and he was taking slow. "We cant do this...... I have. Boyfriend..."
"Vlad it's me."
"Lol hi Henry!"  After what seemed like forever, Vlad passed out and Henry laid  down next to him the promise of sleep heavy on his eyelids.