Vlad laid on his bed, and stared at his cracked ceiling. He didn't realize there was damage until recently. He was tracing the crooked line with his eyes when Henry walked in. "Hey I've got some cash! Let's go to the arcade." Vlad didn't say anything and continued to stare at his flawed ceiling. Henry walked over to him and flopped on Vlads stomach, making him grunt from the sudden impact. "Save your money... I'm not hungry." Henry frowned. "What's with the long face?" Before Vlad could respond, Henry nuzzled his neck making him chuckle. "I'm fine...." He groaned.
"No your not. I know you. What can I do to make that smile of yours come back?"
Vlad smirked. "I have an idea." He pulled Henry's head down onto his lips and inserted his tounge into henrys mouth. The two battled for dominance for awhile when Vlad felt the bulge in Henry's jeans grow, which rubbed against his own. Vlad moaned quietly at the feel of it. Why was he such a masochist?? Henry seemed to be thinking the same thing as Vlad because he pulled away and fumbled with Vlads belt. The couple loved all night. The end .
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Vladimir Tod: Summer Screams
FanfictionVlad finds his hunger getting worse and his uncle Otis is starting to get worried. Vlad does something he really regrets and finds himself in a dangerous situation.... With a new enemy.
