Chained

After Dark

Beam and Forth -

10 HOURS AGO

SLAM. BAG.

"Fuck." Beam moaned as his husband kept on attacking his neck for the past five or so minutes, and fuck that if Beam wasn't in heaven at all.

Forth has subtly (or not so subtly) made Beam drunk from Wayo's party. It was funny and stupid considering that it was Forth who actually prohibits Beam from drinking since they have gotten together, and even though they have been to Wayo's first and second bar opening, Beam has never even drank a sip of alcohol.

"What... ahn... are you up to... oh fuck yes!" Beam asked in between moans as his husband licked on to his bud right thru his dress shirt.

"Nothing." Forth answers, his eyes now red as he started to dry hump his husband "Must be something in the moon." he murmured to Beam's ear causing the other man to shiver.

"You're horny as fuck husband." Beam moaned, lifting his chin so that the other man can have more access to his neck "And I swear the blood moon is a month ago."

Forth stopped from his ministrations making Beam whine in protest; but the latter yelped as his beloved husband ripped his shirt off.

"Hey! I love that shirt!"

"I'll buy you a new one." was the reply before the older man lifted his husband off of his feet.

Beam couldn't do anything except to wrap his legs on the other man and started peppering kisses on his face. He only stopped when his husband has basically threw him on their bed.

"And you're wilder."

Forth pulled his shirt off in one motion and Beam couldn't help but lick his lips. Fuck, his husband is so sexy and he can just feel himself getting harder from his pants.

"Just let me take you, my love." Forth breathed on Beam's neck, and the other can't help but moan in approval.

'Something must be up.' Beam thought as Forth nipped on to his neck.

"Is there something... ahn... that you wished to... fuck... tell me?" Beam asked while his husband is busy attacking his neck.

"Nothing my love, I just suddenly want to..." another bite, this one a lot harder than the previous ones. Beam gasped at the sensation as his husband started to sucked on to his pierced skin, the feeling of utter euphoria enveloping his senses that he almost cummed without being touched. Almost.

You see, having been married to the older man for almost a century makes everything easy. The initial surprise of being his personal blood bank is equal parts fascinating and terrifying. Forth is after all a creature of the night that most won't even dare to imagine that they existed, yet alone be bonded with. He was one of those monsters that you're mother warned you about; the ones lurking in the shadows, waiting for the perfect moment for them to pounce their prey. That was something Beam learned the hard way. Well it was really not hard considering that he is neither human nor an undead. But he'll get to that later.

The most important thing right now is Forth's lips trailing down and those naughty hands that are slowly pulling his mother fucking skinny jeans down.

"Really babe?" amusement filled the older man's voice as he came face to face with his husband's throbbing member "Commando?"

Beam puffed his cheeks like a little kid who is sulking.

"Skinny fucking jeans honey."

Forth merely shook his head before pulling Beam's pants off in one motion and throwing it somewhere in the house. He lifted his husband once more, peppering kisses on Beam's porcelain skin, filling it with marks, claiming him as if he was afraid that Beam will belong to someone else other than him.