[c][m] Chub

He hissed again when his hair was tugged, pulling his head backwards.

Fuckk.

His hips jerked and stuttered as he tried to get more from it.

"Shit, please. More."

He mouthed the base of Fleck's neck, the front teeth sinking in. His hips kept rocking forward hard and his hand kept a tight hold on the brunette hair.

Then, by impulse, he bit him.

The bite earned a sharp hiss of pain, and he clenched around Dick's cock.

"Fuckk," he gasped, hands clenching and hips stuttering.

His breath came in shaky pants.

Dick tasted the blood and groaned, suddenly overwhelmed. The sensation around his cock was incredible. The copper taste in his mouth he couldn't get enough of.

His tongue lapped over the wound before he sucked on it, drinking the blood

For a moment, it became less about Fleck and more about fulfilling his own desires.

Fleck felt the shift in Dick's ministrations. He could feel the difference.

He had to admit that he kinda liked it. Dick was usually so careful and controlled, even when he was being a little rough. He was all about Fleck's pleasure, and what felt good for Fleck.

This was... less about his pleasure. It was a little rougher and looser.

He liked the lack of careful control.

Dick drank the blood - sweeter than most - a little messily. He wasn't exactly practised in performing both tasks at once.

He withdrew, leaving a print of his lips on Fleck's skin shoulder as he pressed his forehead against the broad back.

He was close. So close. Embarrassingly close. He wasn't even sure if Fleck was almost at the edge of coming. He should slow down, ensure on Fleck's pleasure first.

But he couldn't stop chasing his own.

He gave a small, uncomfortable grunt when Dick's fangs pulled from his skin. Needle-sharp teeth pulling out of you wasn't ever going to be a comfortable experience.

But it didn't take long to get over the little discomfort, and soon he was thrusting back against Dick with enthusiasm.

He wasn't close to coming. Not hardly.

But they didn't need to come within seconds of each other for this to be good. Hell, that was notoriously difficult to do anyway.

Anyway, he kinda liked the idea of being fucked, then being teased for some time after.

Not that he was going to be giving Dick any ideas for torturing him.

Dick swore again and again and again in a slurred mutter under his breath before he pulled on his lip and groaned loudly.

For the second time him came.

The rocking of hips slowed to a stop as he couldn't bare to keep going since it was far too intense.

"Sorry," he mumbled as he pulled out with a shudder. He pressed another kiss to Fleck's spine.

Fleck shuddered and clenched around Dick when the Vampire came. He did love that feeling.

When Dick pulled out of him, his entrance clenched around nothing and his hips shifted a little.

"Don't apologise." His voice was deep and husky, clearly not annoyed at all.

He wanted more though.

Another kiss.

"Still."

It was a tiny bit embarrassing considering he had just came.

"How terrible is the line; you just felt too good?"

He grinned against Fleck's skin, his hands smoothing up and down the side of his hips.

"Very," Fleck chuckled.

But he'd accept to anyway. Dick definitely felt too good sometimes. He couldn't blame him for it.

He'd still poke fun, though.

Dick firmly ran his hand down Fleck's thigh as he stood up. His eyes lingered the two puncture wounds on Fleck's neck.

Goodbye, stainless sheets.

He gave Fleck's ass a light slap before there was a the light swoosh and thub of pillows being chucked on the floor.

"The sheets cant be saved, but we can save the pillows. Move up and lay on the bed, on your back."

Fleck titled his head when he heard the swoosh of fabric, trying to decide what the noise actually was.

Ah, Dick was trying to save something from being covered in blood.

He shifted obediently, rolling over onto his back and sliding up the bed. His back was arched a little awkwardly with his arms bound behind it like that, but he didnt utter a complaint.

Dick shifted and knelt comfortably between Fleck's thighs. He rubbed the inside firmly.

He took in the position Fleck was in. It didn't look particularly comfortable.

"Are you okay like that?"

Fleck shifted a little, testing the position.

"Yeah, I'm fine for now. I'll tell you when it gets too much."

For now there was hardly any strain. He was fine. He knew when they got a little more physical again that it'd get worse, but they didnt really need to worry about that for now.

"Okay."

He laid bodily on Fleck, catching his cock between their stomach, to lick where blood had smeared and dripped.

He didn't draw blood out from Fleck again, just lapped the flat of his tongue over the bite mark before he dragged it up the collom of Fleck's neck. He bit the shell of his ear.

The added weight laid against him strained his shoulders a little, but not enough to have him tap out. Not yet.

His head tipped back as Dick's tongue traced up his throat, and his hips rocked a little, rubbing himself against Dick's hip. That felt good.

A quiet groan sounded from him when teeth sank into the shell of his ear.

Dick let go and caught the lobe, and pulled at the piercing set in it. Kisses were peppered along the haired jawline that led to Fleck's mouth, which Dick kissed lightly a couple of times before went for a deeper kiss, flicking his tongue over a piercing.

He pulled back and glanced down at Fleck's face, smiling. He wondered if Fleck would be able to sense it.

For a moment he stayed like that, doing nothing but let Fleck rock against him as ideas formed in his head on where they could take this next.

"Would you like the vibrator again, or a surprise?"

Fleck savoured every kiss pressed against his skin, and moaned softly into Dick's mouth when his tongue piercing was tugged lightly.

When Dick pulled back, he panted softly, then his lips curled upwards in an unintentional mirror of Dick's own expression.

"Surprise me," he rumbled.

"Good choice."

He pressed a kiss Fleck's nose before lifting himself up. Still hovering over Fleck, but he wouldn't be able to rub against him.

"I think you will like it."

He crawled down the body, placing kisses down the centre of his torso towards his cock. He didn't pace his mouth on it, just teasingly near at the base.

"I'll just be a sec, so don't move."

The was some shuffling of clothes being put on before Dick padded out of the room. The door clicked behind him, followed by muffled cursing and meowing.

Fleck gave a quiet huff when Dick pushed up to hover over him.

His head tipped a little at the order. "Yes, sir." Stay right where he was.

Fleck couldn't help but laugh lightly when he heard the cats and Dicks cursing. Poor Dick. He always suffered with the cats. With all the animals, really.

He shifted a little to relieve some of the pressure on his shoulders.

A few minutes later he returned. So did the cursing and the meowing.

"No. Shoo. You've already been fed."

There was movement around the room as Dick organised his surprise for Fleck.

There was a light thump near Fleck.

"No no no."

The bed dipped and Dick lifted Jack off.

"Don't give me that look. This is private time and you're not invited."

Another thump outside the bedroom and the door clicked close. The bed dipped once again as Dick kneeled between Fleck's legs.

"Heartless," Fleck teased when Dick picked up whichever cat it was trying to get onto their bed and kicked them out.

He shifted, legs spreading a little when he felt the shift of Dick moving to sit between his legs.

Once again he shifted his shoulders to relieve the pressure.

"All good?"

A hand ran down firmly on the inside of Fleck's thigh.

"Because I want to play a game," he said, making his voice low and gravelly.

"Uh-huh."

He'd be able to hold up for some time yet before he had to be uncuffed. Well, change his position. He definitely didn't need to be uncuffed to get comfortable again.

Calm down, Billy, he thought idly, then pushed the thought from his mind. He didn't really want to be thinking of that while he was with his boyfriend.