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i told you to stay

Type started to shift uncomfortably. He felt his cheek was laying on a cold floor but part of his body felt the bed.
What is going on?
Even his Arm felt cold and could feel a hardness.
Flexing his fingers he felt the squishyness of flesh but it was cold and not warm.
He then slowly opened his eyes to peer up to Widen in surprise.
Tharn then cocked his head to the side confused with types expression.
Type didn't know how it happened but he had his arm around his torso and his head on his chest.
Quickly without thinking he pushed him self off just to put his hand to his head has he sat up.
He forgot he had sex with tharn again and type was a bit weak.
Tharn then sat up eyeing type.
"You okay?"
He then shot tharn a look.
"Why was i laying on you?"
Tharn shrugged.
"After you fell asleep you grabbed my hand telling me you didn't want me to go."
Type made a face. He didn't remember that.
"But how did i?"
"I laid back down then you got on top of me."
Type looked to the side making a sour face.
Then he looked up to the clock it was only 12. His eyes darted he needed to go home. Type didn't care if tharn told him he could spend the night.
He tried to get up but tharn grabbed his wrist throwing him to the other side of the bed on his back.
Tharn hovered over him.
"Where did you think your going?"
"Um home?"
"I Told you, you could spend the night."
"Who would want to spend night with a."
His words stuck in his throat.
Tharn was gritting his teeth making an angry expression. His eyes went fully black.
Type knew when that happened with there kind it ment they were getting pissed.
He gulped then back tracked.
"Um just what about your father?"
Tharns eyes went back to there normal blackness.
"I Told you his not due here til Monday."
Type looked to the side then tharn leaned down to put his face mere inches from his.
He looked back confused.
"What was that dream about?"
His eyes widen.
"Doesn't matter."
"I'm genuinely interested."
Type scoffed.
"A vampire being genuine, mmm hmmm"
Tharn cocked his head to the side.
"I care because I'm fucking you and it might distract you from this. So wont you tell me?"
Type knew what he was doing. He knew he was trying to entice him. Shaking his head he knew better.
"This trick wont work on me corpse."
Tharn rolled his eyes.
"I never asked you to care and from our rules that's not what your suppose to do. Caring is an emotion tharn. If it did distract me from this i would have left by now. So if you don't mind get off!"
Tharn then looked back at him in the eyes.
"If you don't want me to intrude then let me fuck you once more."
Types eyes widen.
"Haven't you've gotten enough?"
Tharn shook his head.
"My kind can probably go all day and night. Would you like to try?" He smirked.
"No! Id probably end up in the hospital."
Tharn couldn't stop but let a chuckle pass his lips.
Type shook his head.
"Get off!"
"That's the deal half breed. Either talk or let me fuck you once more."
Type narrowed his eyes.
"If i let you fuck me i need blood and an agreement from you no meetups for a week."
Tharn looked to the side thinking.
Then he nodded.
He got up going to the kitchen naked.
Type didn't move. He but all forgot about that dream but because tharn had said  something his memories flashed rapidly.
He squeezed his eyes shut.
"Fucking asshole! Walking dead disease."
From his past he started to question himself why he was allowing a vampire inside him. After all he's been through with his father then why?
The question hung in the air when he heard tharn come back. He opened his eyes to look at him. Type watched has his junk swayed back and forth.
Oh god why did this turn him on? Maybe he was gay.
Tharn walked over to him handing him one blood package. then sat on the bed to his side drinking his package.
Type brought the package to his mouth downing the contents.
Tharn looked down to his almost finished package he got a kinky idea.
He then from the top opened it wide.
Tharn stuck his finger in getting the blood all over his finger he watched has it dripped down then he looked to type who had closed his eyes swallowing the bag.
Tharn with a ruthless smile took his finger out to draw a line on types chest.
He opened his eyes quick to look at tharn questionally.
He looked back to type rising an eye brow
Leaning his head down he took out his tongue to lick the blood up.
Type leaned his head up with his body going slightly up resting on his elbows. The empty bag that was in his hand was taken away by tharns free hand throwing it across the room.
Type looked at tharn with lust.
Tharn Then got up to move himself down to remove the blanket type wrapped around his buttom half.
He then moved his body to be on his knees in between types legs.
Tharn dipped his finger again to draw a line from his navel to his shaft then up to his head.
Type started to breathe heavily and his heart pounded heard.
Tharn was starting to love that sound.
He then dropped the bag to the side to lean his body down keeping his eyes on types.
He never stopped looking at tharn in the eyes.
Tharn took out his tongue to lick up the blood.
Moving backwards he licked it all up and moved the tip of his tongue around types erection, licking up the pre cum.
Type couldn't stop moaning.
Then with his speed he put his length in his mouth.
Type fell down to the bed moaning loudly into the air.
Round three, type thought, gaving out a Moaned chuckle.