Homoween 2019: Hollywood Coven

Day 4: Monster High

"Do you think we're boring?"

"No. I think they're just having fun. Sounds a bit like a honeymoon to me."

The hotel room was unremarkable. It wasn't that far from Vegas but Derek had insisted that they be rested up to 'battle evil'. Of course, Luke would have preferred to have just been there so they could find out if there was any actual evil and just what kind of battling had to be done but it seemed like there was nothing quite Buffy apocalypse sized happening at the moment- so Luke wasn't feeling any particular shade of fear yet. 

Though this motel room was testing his patience. 

It was like something out of the 1970s. He was still wearing his socks because the carpet looked taller than the little spots of grass outside on the pavement. The comforter smelled clean but it had a nauseating pattern of flowers. The AC sounded more like a spitting cobra than an inanimate object and the shower head was almost too tall for him but too short for Derek. 

The only decent channel the tv got was Telemundo.

Still, Luke supposed, it was fine enough to not be driving. He liked driving but it would need to be somewhere with some visual interest. A coastline in a nice car sort of thing. A midsized sedan in the desert was something of a disappointing affair, even if the company was fine. Which, though high strung, Derek was definitely fine enough company.

And they made a nice visual, sitting there on top of the flowery comforter- both bare naked. Derek was fuzzy and Luke was sleek but neither were complaining. It was only in this century that instead of sending letters and such- they were both firing off emails and (at least in Luke's case) dealing with pledge week things. He had high hopes for a personal pledge friend he'd brought in but there'd been no word from Dominic still to anyone and that worried him. Not that they didn't occasionally get ghosted but it was hard to really ghost anyone as an actor, they all as a group really essentially only had one of about seven agents anymore. Information on whereabouts (and the consummate pest TMZ) were always hanging about.

Luke had just been listening for about five minutes to the sound of the couple on the other side of the wall. He was sure Derek could smell them through the wall the way he could hear (not that he was straining any). Two men, probably on their honeymoon. Both very horny. The springs were squeaking. There had been talk of cock rings that almost seemed *performative*. And one of them really liked to celebrate the size of their head.

"I think we're boring."

"What? Are you hungry?" Luke asked. They'd stopped at a questionable diner even after all that snacking Derek had done. But Luke knew a hungry werewolf was bored and touchy and so he made sure there were regular snack and water breaks. Like taking care of a plant really, in some ways.

Derek put his phone down, tilted just to the side. Sneaky little wolf had the camera on. 

"Noooo- I just don't think we should let them beat us."

"Darling, it's not a competition."

"Agree to disagree."

"Wolf boy-" Luke said, putting his own phone away and looking over expectantly at Derek.

"No, no, no."

"Hmm?"

Derek was making a sort of motion with his hand, his body on display. It took a few moments for Luke to connect the dots.

"I'm even freshly showered." Derek said proudly.

"And I am eternally grateful for that," Luke said, as charming as ever. 

He leaned forward and started kissing slowly on Derek's chest, causing Derek to let out a little pleasant hum. He was aware of his fangs and knew how to keep them from scratching when he wasn't sure a lover would be interested in so much pain. 

Derek was a patient pup, which was nice. Luke wasn't really in much of a rush since they had all night and it wasn't like they were going to sleep with the chorus banging away in the other room. And besides, though he wasn't as thick as Luke particularly enjoyed, Derek was enjoyably handsome.

As Luke's kisses moved downwards steadily, it seemed like Derek's hand moved slowly from Derek's head down towards his shoulder blades. Of course, Luke knew the pup loved the touch. And he felt the squeeze of the paw as he began sucking on Derek's dick. A werewolf dick had to be played with. Not only was the foreskin thicker than a human's, there was the matter of the almost constant pre-cum. If they hadn't been lovers before, no doubt Derek would've had to have been more instructive.

If they were going to beat the other couple and chase that monster orgasmic high, they were going to have to be dominant in their loudness. 

Still, Luke felt they didn't need that. He didn't need much encouragement sans happy whining sighs from Derek. Though werewolf cocks could be a challenge, Luke felt himself up to the task and Derek seemed to agree. He settled with such a competent lover as Luke knew he was. 

Luke stayed there, working the shaft deep towards his gag reflex, mouth full and drooling slightly, until he felt those digits working downwards. Felt the pup's hand slide and the squeeze on his smooth cheeks. With a full mouth, he smiled up at the other. 

Yes.

Derek sat back up so that Luke could rise softly. Luke was lucky to be flexible because Derek, in this sitting position, was thick. The thighs spread out a little and that muscle tone would've made this unwieldy had Luke not known how to handle it. How to bend and how his knees could do this without putting all the weight on the wolf. 

"Darling-"

"Hmm?"

"You will breed me tonight?"

Derek grinned. "If you want."

"I want."

Derek whined again with pleasure, all thought of the game forgotten, as his hips moved upwards to meet Luke's downward motion. 

It seems it didn't take much to get the springs going really. 

Derek was thick inside of Luke. Luke was glad Derek not only had his saliva but also the pre-cum because it was almost intolerable really. Vampires were tight because of how their bodies rejuvenated. He wasn't old enough yet that he had much looseness. But he didn't mind. For Derek especially, it likely felt very nice.

"Mmmm- mmmm-"

"Slow down, wolf. Slow down. Not yet."

Luke rolled his hips and though Derek tried to take control back, Luke himself took control. He wouldn't let it happen so quickly. Oh no. They were so boisterous next door. And when he put his hand up to wall in order to give himself some leverage as he rode Derek- he felt it.

He knew who was riding whom on the other side of the wall. And of course JR and Ian weren't exactly a secret, they weren't exactly declared as more than a work couple either.

Interesting.

In any case, Luke couldn't think about it too long. Trying to keep control over Derek's thrusts and Derek's need- the dog with a bone, he swore- was getting more difficult by the moment.

"You want it pup."

"Need you, blood boy. Need you."

"Do it then. Use me."

In a flash, he was on his back. The springs didn't even have time to squeak before Derek was atop him and plugging away furiously. 

"Aaaaahhhhh-" It was loud, there. Enough to stop the bed on the other side of the wall from squeaking. Followed by the howls of desire from Derek and the heat and the leaking of pre-cum. Derek's drool just all over Luke's skin. 

"I'm cumming! Fuck! Fuck Luke!" Derek cried out and then suddenly he began to unload, whining as he did so. Body shivered and werewolf cock pulsating deep inside the other. Luke rode Derek's orgasm, using his hand to produce his own.