Don't Judge A Vampire By Its Fangs

A/N: Thanks to Mitsukai and Caliope Purple! Because being slapped with a dead fish isn\'t my idea of a fun time, here\'s more Fangs. Note: For context\'s sake and so it makes sense, it\'ll include the last few paragraphs of the last part. They\'ll be Italicized. (I hope)

Don\'t Judge A Vampire By Its Fangs: Part 2


Ah, a boy of mystery. Or one who thinks he is. \"What do you come here for, then?\" I ask.

He smirks. \"Sex.\"

I like him already. \"Is that a proposition?\" I tease.

For the first time he moves closer; his hand cupping my cheek. \"Only if you want it to be.\" Then he pulls his hand away. \"Wicked! You\'re as cold as ice.\"

Of course he\'d get off on that, he\'s enamored with undeath. \"Not always,\" I reply.

\"I like it,\" he whispers as his hand slips under my jaw and he presses his lips to mine.

When his tongue licks at the entrance of my mouth, I remember those fucking fangs. I kiss him full on the mouth and break the kiss. \"Sorry but I need to take these out first.\"
I pull the plastic fangs out of my mouth and he laughs. \"Cute.\"

I mutter, \"They weren\'t my idea.\"

He gives me a slow, lazy grin and gently takes the fangs from my hand and throws them over his shoulder. \"Don\'t worry about it.\" He cups my face in his hands. \"I\'m not judging you,\" he reassures me before kissing me again.

This time I let his tongue inside my mouth and instantly feel that his tongue is pierced, he has a metal ball stud. It feels weird and cool at the same time, though the thought of having my tongue pierced makes me wince. The sensation of my freezing mouth and tongue is sending this boy into paroxysms of pleasure and his tongue is starting to go somewhere I don\'t want it to go. They\'re retracted for now but I don\'t want him anywhere near there. Instead I suck his tongue and let my knee brush against the growing bulge in his jeans.

He groans and his hands move down to my hips, pressing his hard-on into mine and my teeth sink into his lips, just hard enough to make him bleed just a little. Just enough to taste him. Drops of blood hit my tongue and excite me as much as his grinding against me.

This time he\'s the one who breaks the kiss. \"Wicked!\" he says again, breathlessly. \"You\'re turning me on.\"

Just that little taste is making my gums tingle and my fangs, real ones, start to drop, so I force them back with my tongue and they retract again. \"I try.\"

His fingers play with my hair, a strangely intimate gesture for someone I barely know. \"Let\'s jet. I\'ve got a place a few blocks away.\"

My eyes sweep the club for Angelo but he\'s nowhere to be found.

Yep. I did piss him off. I don\'t feel him anywhere in the club at all but if he cut me off from the blood bond then I wouldn\'t feel him period.

Fuck it. If he wants to sulk, then let him sulk. I\'ll just go off with…. with… that\'s right, I don\'t know gothboy\'s name. \"Call me Weasel,\" I tell him.

He grins. \"Weasel. Cute. I\'m Neith.\" Neith grabs my hand. \"We need to go get my brother, then we\'ll go.\"

Apparently, his brother likes quickies because we\'re walking into the men\'s room. My opinion of Neith\'s brother has just gone down a notch and I don\'t even know the boy yet.

Oh yeah, there he is, not even bothering to take it into a stall. In-teresting, he and Neith are twins. Identical twins, only his hair is dyed blue and he has on a blacker lipstick than I do. But he\'s even dressed the same.

And guess who\'s on his PVC knees with his face buried in the skankboy\'s crotch? Only I can instantly tell that Neith\'s brother is getting more than just a blow job. The bastard is planning on going feral later by teasing his craving now.

Okay, I got my taste too but a taste was all I got. A few drops. Delicious drops….
No! If I wanted that I would have just taken Neith somewhere private and juiced him.

Neith\'s brother smiles, not at all embarrassed that we just caught them mid-blow. \"Hi, little bro.\" He nods downwards towards Angelo. \"Like my kitty?\" He strokes Angelo\'s curls, tangling his fingers in them as his breath suddenly quickens and he throws his head back, coming right into Angel Boy\'s mouth.

Angelo rises to his feet, wiping his mouth with his fingers, then licking them clean. I idly wonder if either twin notices the trace of blood that\'s still on Angelo\'s lips. Or the bruise that\'s already forming on Neith\'s brother\'s thigh. \"Double the pleasure?\" he purrs at Neith, raising his eyebrow suggestively.

\"I do like your kitty, Arian,\" Neith remarks, walking over to Angelo and stroking his tail.

Angelo pulls Neith\'s face down and licks his cheek. \"The kitty likes you.\"

Arian zips himself up, then moves towards me. \"Very pretty, Neith,\" he says, leaning in and licking my lips. Licking my lips? What the fuck is going on?

\"And very hot,\" Neith adds, sliding his hand under Angelo\'s jaw. \"I\'ve been wondering all night if your lips are as juicy as they look,\" he murmurs before practically swallowing Angelo\'s mouth.

And Angelo, who doesn\'t go for being on the receiving end of pleasure from strangers is getting off on the whole thing. Not the kiss, although Neith kisses very well.

No, Angel Boy is amused at this strange game being played between these two twins who are treating us like toys, meant to be shared.

They kiss for a while and for a second, I think Arian is gonna turn his attention on me since his plaything is being \"used,\" but instead he just watches as Angelo\'s hands tug at Neith\'s shirt and slip underneath, feeling him up.

Arian is getting excited. Real excited. And I realize that his eyes are not watching Angelo.

His eyes are locked completely on his twin brother.

Angelo\'s fingers are now unbuttoning and unzipping Neith\'s jeans and his mouth slides from Neith\'s, Angelo\'s tongue runs along Neith\'s jaw and his mouth slips downwards… oh no, fucking way, he doesn\'t get both of them!

I cough loudly and Angelo suddenly acknowledges me as if he hadn\'t realized I was there. He lifts his head and smirks at me. (What makes you more jealous, dearheart? That I\'m fucking around or that I\'m about to steal your kill?)

My muscles instantly tense, ready to spring. (He\'s not my kill,) I growl.

(Oh, then you won\'t mind if I taste him.)

(He\'s not YOUR kill either!)

Angelo gives me a who-do-you-think-you\'re-fooling look. (I don\'t know about you, sweets, but I\'m hungry. I barely took any from the boy and I\'ll need to eat soon. So will you. That means, either you bid your new buddy adieu or kill him,) he says before shoving his tongue into Neith\'s mouth again.

I can lie to myself until the earth is swallowed up by the sea but I know that Angelo is exactly right. Once I get hot and heavy with Neith, it\'ll end up like it always does. The best thing I could do is just take off now and find something quick and easy. Nice fast food.

But then Arian\'s lips descend on mine and I know I won\'t be going anywhere anytime soon.

The whole time, both twins are staring at each other; watching as Angelo and my hands roam all over each twin\'s bodies. And I\'m beginning to wonder if they\'re getting aroused by us, or by the show they\'re putting on for each other. Because they\'re definitely getting each other off.

No doubt about it.

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