Don't Judge A Vampire By Its Fangs

A/N: Shoot me now. This should have been Part 4 all along and hopefully things will make more sense.

*ducks from bullets*

Don\'t Judge A Vampire By Its Fangs: Part 4


Arian turns to me and asks with just a tad of petulance, \"What did your boyfriend just have to show us?\"

\"Never mind him,\" Neith soothes, kissing his hair. \"It\'s his loss. Besides,\" he smiles at me, \"we have Weasel.\"

Arian smiles back. \"That we do.\"

Why do I suddenly feel like a hen surrounded by foxes?

Neith comes up behind me and removes my cape. Arian slips my still-unbuttoned shirt off my shoulders. Between the two of them, they manage to get me undressed and on their plush burgundy carpeting without me having to do a thing. After that they undress each other and the three of us go at it.

Or should I say, Neith and I go at it while Arian watches.

Really.

On the one hand, since Neith was the twin I had the hots for from the very beginning; it feels so good to finally let my mouth and hands get acquainted with his sculpted abs and pecs; to taste his slightly musky skin and to finally feel his warm naked flesh writhing against my own. Neith\'s mouth is practically attacking me from chest to belly and downwards and that wicked tongue of his is fast, furious licking between my thighs, then up and down my shaft, until he engulfs my rigid cock in one swallow.

I\'d be swept under the ecstasy Neith\'s sucking is creating but it\'s more than a bit creepy to be watched by Arian. Only it\'s not me he\'s watching so hungrily. Not me who is glazing his eyes over with lust. But it is me who Arian glares at with jealousy because it\'s my cock in Neith\'s mouth and not his own.

Until Arian can no longer take it and he grabs his darling brother; pulling Neith off of me and into his own arms. \"Mine,\" he growls before his mouth takes Neith\'s and the two boys make out furiously.

Fuckin\' A! Not only do I get cheated out of a blow job -- and a great one at that, Neith was just using me to make his brother jealous and hot and bothered.

The twins are now all over each other, a tangle of arms and legs, fingers and lips and I\'m the just the voyeur to their frenzied lovemaking. Lovemaking that makes me wish Angel Boy was right here, right now, instead of getting the main ingredient for this fucked up game he\'s playing with them. Only… well … they are really beginning to piss me off. I have suddenly realized that they are putting on this little show of incestuous sexy goodness to shock me as well as satisfy each other. Even the ghoulish affectation is meant to shock.

Fucking pathetic. If Angelo is getting what I think he is, then the poseurs are getting what\'s coming to them.

Sour grapes? Hell yeah! I don\'t like being second choice and I definitely don\'t appreciate being ignored. Fuck, if they wanted a three way, we could have done that easily. Hell, if Angelo was here, we could have done a four way. I\'ve done that a lot, especially if I\'m Sharing a kill with more than one boy. But it\'s obvious that all Neith and Arian wanted was a pet they could use however they wanted to, whenever they felt like it.

And they haven\'t even paid me. Oh but they will. Both of them. I lick my lips in anticipation.

Angel Boy better hurry back or I may just give into the overwhelming temptation to take my payment now.

As if on cue the front door suddenly creaks open, a door that Angelo could have opened silently but he wants the twins to hear him. \"Looks like I\'ve missed the fun,\" Angelo drawls. He kicks the door closed and now that he\'s inside I can see he\'s not alone. Cradled in his arms is the picture of beauty, brunette, feline and unconscious. His long eyelashes lay against pale skin. About a shade paler than he\'d normally be.

Looks like Angelo already had his crack at him.

Arian manages to tear his mouth away from his brother\'s. \"Not yet,\" he says in a seductive voice, giving Angelo a half-lidded, come-hither look. Guess it\'s Angelo\'s turn to be the entertainment.

Neith stretches like a lazy cat. \"I thought you were getting a bite for you and your boyfriend to eat,\" he murmurs.

Angelo smirks at me and I can\'t help being amused at the choice of words Neith used. How fucking ironic. \"But I did,\" Angelo says, placing the bundle of boy on the floor, beside me. \"Isn\'t he simply exquisite?\"

\"Definitely!\" Arian answers, staring at Angelo who, of course, looks even more delicious now that his cheeks are slightly flushed and his mouth looks even poutier, stained red with his pickup\'s blood that he hasn\'t even bothered to wipe away.

Neith is not as impressed. \"Surely you didn\'t have to go out of your way just to get laid,\" he reproaches Angelo. Nope, Neith is not at all happy that Angelo has managed to capture his precious brother\'s attention.

And naturally, Neith\'s thinly veiled resentment towards Angelo has made him Angelo\'s new head to fuck with. \"You mean when I could have just stayed here and fucked you?\" is Angelo\'s cheerfully nasty answer.

Which makes Neith even angrier but he\'s not gonna give Angelo the satisfaction of showing it. As if it wasn\'t so obvious that it didn\'t take empaths like Angelo and me to notice it. \"I guess you prefer your sex as cheap and easy as you are.\"

Angelo doesn\'t dignify Neith\'s bitchiness with an answer. Instead, he slides down to the carpet next to his pickup. \"I think it\'s time to wake the little morsel up, wouldn\'t you say, Arian?\" he purrs.

\"Yes please!\" Arian simpers.

\"Should spice things up a bit,\" Angelo remarks, his finger brushing lightly against the boy\'s cheek. \"Wake up, Sleeping Beauty,\" he singsongs, but it\'s purely for effect, one flick of Angelo\'s will does it, with or without the words.

Sleeping Beauty\'s eyelids flutter open, his eyes glazed with confusion. \"\'m awake,\" he mumbles. Then he seems to realize that he\'s on the floor of an apartment he\'s probably never been in before. \"Damn, Angelo,\" he says, \"I must\'ve drunk too many hurricanes.\"

Neith blinks, yeah that\'s right, Angelo never gave Neith his name and I get the feeling that Angel Boy never told Arian either. Angelo gives the boy a sympathetic smile. \"Do you always get drunk before doing a scene?\"

Ah, a boytoy. Probably not a Pet, Pets don\'t get the choice about doing tricks, this is an independent. \"Usually not,\" the boytoy replies. Then he looks around and sees the fancy digs and sees that he\'s not alone. \"Um, Angelo,\" he whispers so the twins don\'t hear him but of course I do, \"who am I doing this scene with besides you?\" His hand flies up to his throat and he rubs at it, as if it\'s sore.

Angelo flashes that sexy and murderous grin that tantalizes and terrorizes. \"Why, my beloved, naturally,\" he tells the boy, who is now scratching at his neck. He abruptly pushes the boytoy\'s hand away from his own throat. \"Let me,\" he says and the boy suddenly yelps at the clawed fingernail that has just sliced into the same area where he\'d already bitten him.

The boy whimpers and apparently his memory has come back with a vengeance because he begins to tremble. \"Y-you\'re... you\'re a vampire!\"

A word Angelo detests. Angelo slaps the boy upside the head and his hand covers his mouth. \"Shut your fucking mouth before I tear your throat out,\" he hisses, dipping his finger into the pool of blood, dripping from the boytoy\'s neck and sliding it into my mouth. \"Sweet, isn\'t he?\"

I suck Angelo\'s blood coated finger, running my tongue along each crease, offering promises of what I\'ll be doing to him later before I pull it from my mouth. \"I want more,\" I say, kissing Angelo and licking his mouth clean before I finally lay on top of the boy. \"I can make it feel good,\" I reassure him. \"Very good.\" I lower my head to his neck and lap at the blood before fastening my mouth to the worried wound, my teeth sinking in so he bleeds more and I\'m finally juicing, gods I\'m starving.

As I drink I begin to roll my hips so my naked cock is rubbing against the boy\'s clothed hard-on so I get the pleasure as well as the fear. Sugar-spice.

His growing terror and mounting lust floods my senses so much that I almost don\'t hear Angelo talking to the twins. \"Doesn\'t Weasel look like pure sex right now?\"

Now Neith is excited. \"Mmmm yes. He not only looks the part but Weasel acts the part as well!\"

I can\'t believe this! I yank Angelo and my blood bond. Hard. - What the fuck do you think you\'re doing, Angel Boy?! - I demand telepathically.

- You\'ll see. -

- I\'m not gonna put on another show for them, Angelo! -

- So don\'t. Just entice them, love. Entice them, sweeten them and seduce them. Then we\'ll Share them. - Then Angelo cut off contact before I could argue.

No kill please?

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