Surviving the apocalypse as a vampire! (mxmxm) BL

CHAPTER SEVEN MY PART OF THE DEAL

I waited for Dylan and Richard to drink while I listened to another interesting conversation happening right below us. Did the rest of the group really think I couldn't hear them in my own home? Pff...

They first were questioning if it was safe to stay in my house; a complete stranger at that; and some didn't even believe I really was a vamp, even after seeing my performance.

The ledges humans go to deny what they cannot understand or do not believe in...

I use only some floors from this huge building, the last one to live in, the one below as library/ warehouse of movies and personal things, and the first's floors as a warehouse for the rest such as gas, tools, and others.

So it wasn't a surprise once they enter one of those, their greed growing with the number of goodies until one who seem to be the most impulsive one starts to elaborate how they could steal from me, going to the ledges of even thinking of stealing the whole place up.

I would love to see them try...

It would be very entertaining.

Anyway, up in my floor I was still dirty with blood and goop; courtesy of the Hunters mostly; so I went to take a shower, not before telling Richard and Dylan to do the same and giving a meaningfully look at Richard, who gritted his teeth, while Dylan jumped up and down at the perspective of a hot shower.

Already with evil intentions I go to my closet and choose a very thin white robe, tighten it up with a black belt over my hips, letting it loose enough that part of my body was on display, especially the collarbone, toned chest and abs, reaching until my bellybutton but covering the rest to give space for the imagination.

I didn't play fair.

With my long black hair still wet, I went out in the hall and let the drips role down my curves; and from Richard's face the image got the job done.

"Where is Dyaln?"

"Still on the shower."

Figure.

"Hm..."

I sit across from him, bringing my arms back and crossing my legs at the front, letting more of my body show as the clothes pull up with the movement. After looking up and down Richards seems to realize what he was doing and start to stare over the window, suddenly finding it very interesting; but giving me enough time to shamelessly stare his body down as well.

As expected from a military.

He had shaved by the time we spend in the shower, his black hair combed with some gel, his muscular body asking to be let loose from those skintight black clothes, his bulging arms and strong thighs making me want to lick him up.

While I feasted with his image, making him contain a grimace and uncomfortable shifting, Dylan comes out of the showers; which by the way were four only on this floor; smelling with a mixed aroma of all the shampoos in my bathroom.

Seems he had fun uhm...

He comes closer, takes my casual semi-naked image on and blushes, biting his lips and looking away, arousel oozing off of his figure and the smell making my dick throb.

"So... Sweet Dylan, ready to undertake your part of the deal?"

He seems a little nervous, and Richard tenses at the mention of that.

"... Will it hurt?"

"Not in the slightest."

"... Ok, I'm ready."

I stand up slowly, curving my form to show more of the inside of my robe, making Dylan look away flustered.

Ahhh... it has been sooo long since I had this much fun...