Don't Judge A Vampire By Its Fangs

A/N: To make up for my fuck up, here is another part. Please bear with me and I hope you like it.

Note: Torture in this chapter, if that\'s a squick of yours but what can I tell you, that\'s one of Angelo\'s ideas of \"fun.\"


Don\'t Judge A Vampire By Its Fangs: Part 9

Neith doesn\'t like Angelo\'s terms and for a moment, he radiates anger and a thread of the fear I\'ve been craving. But he\'s too arrogant to be scared for long. Pity. He gives Angelo this look of disdain. \"You want my body that bad?\"

\"Why?\" Angelo envelops Neith from behind, his lips trailing down his cheek and jaw, \"Are you offering it?\"

Neith furiously pushes Angelo\'s face away. \"No!\"

Angelo shrugs. \"Too bad.\" He begins to walk towards the unconscious Arian. \"I\'ll just have to play with your brother instead, sunshine.\"

To say Neith likes that even less is an understatement. \"Don\'t you lay a fucking hand on him!\"

\"Actually,\" Angelo whispers confidentially, \"I was planning to lay two \'fucking hands\' on him but who\'s counting?\"

Without even thinking about it, Neith\'s hand swings out and slaps Angelo\'s face.

\"Losing control are we, Neith?\" Angelo taunts.

Neith is past caring that his reaction is only feeding Angelo\'s efforts to fuck with his head and falls right into Angelo\'s nasty mouth. \"I\'ll kill you the second you try anything with him,\" he threatens.

Either common sense has fled Neith as well or he doesn\'t realize that even if he does have some kind of weapon that could damage us, we can move faster than Neith and would kill him before he could even attempt it.

Not that Angelo will enlighten Neith, he\'s having too much fun toying with the Breather and this mindfuck is almost getting me off as much I know it\'s getting off Angelo. \"Now why would you want to do a thing like that, lover?\" he drawls.

\"I\'m NOT your lover!\" Neith roars.

\"Not yet.\"

\"Not ever!\"

Angelo gives Neith the look of someone who is humoring him. \"Believe what you like,\" he says pleasantly, dismissing him.

(Weasel, you\'ll get Neith eventually, but will you settle for Arian for the time being?)

I stare at him. (What\'re you planning?)

Angelo gives me that sexy-crazy smile. (You\'ll see.) Then he goes over to Arian. \"Rise and shine, moron.\" Angelo wills him awake, kicking his body hard so the pain is the first thing Arian feels.

Arian\'s eyes struggle to open, fluttering like moths wings before managing to open and blankly stare. \"Hurts,\" he croaks, half coherently.

\"Good,\" Angelo replies maliciously. Then he flashes Neith an evil smile. \"We\'re gonna kill your loverbrother a little at a time. A few swallows of his blood. Some bites of his flesh. And we\'ll break every bone in his pretty body since you won\'t give me yours.\" To make his point, Angelo squeezes Arian\'s fingers, instantly breaking them.

Neith winces at Arian\'s scream. \"Stop it,\" he orders Angelo.

I almost feel sorry for Arian but not enough that I won\'t follow Angelo\'s lead and nuzzle at Arian\'s throat before biting down and drinking several mouthfuls of pure spice before releasing him.

\"Fuck Weasel,\" Neith exclaims, \"do you have to do everything Angelo tells you to do?\"

Big mistake. Neith is pushing MY buttons and that\'s not happening. \"You make it seem like he\'s making me kill Arian. Oh no, baby, I want to kill him. Just to drive you insane.\"

My words are goads to Neith and he comes rushing at me… only for me to easily step out of his way and have him punch at air. I could grab him but this is more fun.

\"I guess Arian is just your fucktoy, darling Neith,\" Angelo singsongs, \"or you\'d spare him the slow painful death and give in.\"

Neith glares at Angelo. \"You want me that badly, just take me,\" he snarls.

\"Oh but Neith, it\'s not as amusing that way,\" Angelo replies with a smirk.

\"You had no problem giving me your body,\" I add. \"What\'s the problem with giving it to Angelo?\"

\"That\'s different!\"

\"Really?\" I mock. \"Just because your Arian is in no condition to enjoy your performance? Or is it because he can\'t play the part of the big bad jealous lover and kill us? That\'s what really gets you off, isn\'t it? Both of you. That you\'ll kill for each other, to get you hot and bothered until you jump each other\'s bones.\" The ghost of a smile plays on my lips. \"Was it an accident the first time?\"

And talking about getting hot and bothered, Angelo is definitely enjoying me gaming Neith, playing his game that I\'ve made mine. His dark eyes burn with excitement as he watches, hot with an animal\'s arousal. Nothing human at all in his expression and that fills me with desire.

\"You don\'t know what the fuck you\'re talking about,\" Neith sneers, desperately trying to regain his composure.

Angelo\'s mouth curls with derision. \"You can\'t even get it up if your brother isn\'t watching. Can you.\"

Neith gives Angelo a deathglare. \"Shut the fuck up!\"

\"Hitting a little close to home am I?\" Angelo jeers.

\"I said shut up!\"

\"You\'re getting just a wee bit ornery, sweet Neith. I think I need to show you what happens if you don\'t behave.\" Angelo calmly takes Arian\'s arm and rips it from his body.

Arian is too weak to scream anymore, it\'s more of a strangled moan and Neith can\'t take it anymore, maybe he does love his brother. \"Stop! I\'ll do it!\"

Rip goes the other arm.

\"No more! I\'ll do what you want.\"

Angelo\'s smile is a baring of fangs. \"And what is that, sweetling?\"

\"I\'ll give you my body.\"