DARK TEMPTATIONS

6

Reagan Graves was one thing and one thing only at all times, ravening.
The incubus had a relentless hunger for sexual energy that seemed to be insatiable.
But at the current events that the vampires in
Mystic Falls had put him through, one thing replaced his insatiability, his anger.
Oh, how the fact that the mystical creatures had been watching him irked him terribly.
Reagan was a lot of things, ignorant was not one of those things.
He knew that the doppelgänger was tearing apart the library and searching all over the internet to get some clue as to what Reagan was.
The Graves boy was radiating anger, his beautiful face contorted in annoyance as he sat at the bar.
"Keep making that face and you'll get wrinkles,"
Stefan gave a soft smile, sitting beside the demon.
Reagan deadpanned a glare to him, his lips pursed as he held his shot close to his lips.
"I could dye my hair green and have the deepest wrinkles known to man and I'd still be hotter than the brunette God puts through a copy machine every few decades."
Reagan's glare only hardened as he downed his shot.
"I don't doubt that."
Stefan smiled, Reagan furrowing his eyebrows.
"What are you doing here?"
Reagan asked as the bartender brought him his drink.
Reagan took the small cherry from the drink, sucking on it before biting off the stem.
The incubus grinned, watching as Stefan swallowed hard.
"Distracted?"
Reagan asked, his voice suddenly hoarse.
The demon stood, pressing himself between Stefan's legs as the vampire sat on the bar stool.
"I'd love to be your distraction Stefan,"
Reagan's voice was in a low whisper, Stefan hanging onto every word.
"But you need to tell me what you're doing here."
Reagan slowly ran a hand up Stefan's thigh, the brunette not being able to hide his gasp.
"I can't,"
Stefan shook his head.
"Come on doll,"
Reagan's other hand reached out, pulling Stefan closer by his jaw.
"I won't be mad."
The incubus gave an alluring smile that was enough to make Stefan want to groan out.
"I wanted to figure out what you were."
"Wanted?"
Reagan rose an eyebrow at his wording.
"Wanted. As in the past,"
Stefan nodded, overly aware of how close he still was to Reagan.
"But now I really just want to kiss you."
Stefan breathed out, Reagan letting out a sickly sweet chuckle.
"You want me?"
Reagan smirked seductively.
"All you have to do is ask handsome."
"Can I kiss you?"
Stefan asked quickly.
Reagan rose an eyebrow, an amused grin on his face.
"Please,"
Stefan sighed softly.
Reagan pulled Stefan in harshly, pressing their lips together.
It wasn't a nice kiss, it was harsh and rough and it left Stefan breathless.
Reagan smiled, squeezing the hand that was still on Stefan's thigh, looking up at the vampire as if he was the most innocent human in the planet.
"I don't think you're as faultless as your friends believe,"
Reagan ran his lips over Stefan's neck, biting harshly as the vampire tried to stay quiet.
"If you want me to keep going just-"
"No."
Stefan abruptly stood grabbing Reagan's hand and pulling him into the bathroom, locking the door behind him in one swift moment.
The demon grinned, slamming Stefan into the wall.
Reagan didn't give the vampire time to react, kissing him once again as his hands ran up his shirt.
Reagan groaned, the sound like velvet to Stefan's ears.
"So good,"
The sound that came from Reagan's mouth was almost a whine, something the incubus had never done.
Reagan buried his nose into the man's neck, kissing roughly as the vampire groaned.
Stefan pulled off his shirt quickly, his hands wrapping around Reagan to deepen the kiss between them.
The raven haired boy slammed his fist into the wall, pulling Stefan closer by his belt loops.
Reagan pulled his shirt off as well, groaning as Stefan pulled on his hair.
The blue eyed boy buried his head into the Salvatore's neck, the latter tilting his jaw up so he could bite on the demons skin.
Reagan sighed in content, his lips grazing Stefan's ear.
"You want more doll?"
Stefan groaned as Reagan pulled on his hair, one breathless word falling past his lips.
"Please."