Don't Judge A Vampire By Its Fangs

A/N: I\'m putting up so many of these chapters at once because people ARE telling me they like it and because they\'re small chapters.

Thank you so much for the reviews, it makes the muse happy to know he\'s appreciated.

BTW, because it won\'t make sense otherwise, the last sentence of the last chapter will start this off, for context\'s sake.

Don\'t Judge A Vampire By Its Fangs: Part 5

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

It\'s just as well because the boytoy\'s heartbeat is beginning to slow down and if I don\'t want a body to dispose of, I need to stop now, so he has enough strength to walk out the door. Besides, I want to save my appetite for the twins.

As Angelo would say, the \"entrée.\"

I\'ve taken the edge off, at least for the moment, so I take one last swallow and withdraw; releasing him from my thrall and getting off of him. Then I bring him back to consciousness with an easy flick of my will. \"They loved you,\" I tell him, \"but you don\'t look so good. Maybe you should go.\"

He nods weakly. \"Sorry.\"

\"Don\'t worry about it. And maybe the next time it won\'t have to be a scene,\" I say suggestively, grinning provocatively.

His memory is fuzzy but because he remembers the dry humping we did, it\'s enough to reinforce the false one I\'m creating. \"Maybe,\" he decides, his eyes moving over my naked body, \"when the room isn\'t spinning.\"

I grab his hand and help him stand up. \"You got it.\"

He\'s walking with great difficulty; his movements are so shaky that I have to help him to the door. \"Take care,\" I say as I nudge him out the door. Chances are that he\'ll probably be dead by morning. But at least I didn\'t kill him now.

A fact that disappoints Neith, big surprise. \"You left him alive.\"

I shrug. \"You want to get rid of the body, you kill him.\"

Neith\'s response is to suddenly kiss me, which, since juicing up has gotten me quite hot and bothered, I’m completely open to. Especially since I know what will happen when I get really aroused. When I feel Neith licking the blood from my mouth, for a moment I wonder if he has a taste for it; if he\'s one of us. Then I realize it isn\'t the blood he has the taste for. It\'s death. I\'ve just given him a wet dream by acting out his greatest fantasy and that is what is makes his cock so hard. The blood is just part of the trappings.

\"You\'re warm,\" he remarks with a hint of regret.

I laugh. \"For now.\"

\"The blood warms you up, doesn\'t it,\" Neith says as if he\'s just discovered a huge secret. \"That\'s why you were cold before. You hadn\'t fed yet.\"

Apparently, Neith has figured out part of what it means to be undead. \"Yep,\" is all I say.

\"Tell me how it felt,\" he says huskily.

I stare at him. \"Huh?\"

\"Killing that boy. How did it feel to feed on that life instead of just strangling him or stabbing him?\"

In-teresting. Something tells me he\'s frustrated that he\'s had to resort to strangling or stabbing. Because there is no doubt in my mind that he and his dear brother have killed other boys. Many other boys. Just to see how it would feel.

I didn\'t think it was possible but my contempt for the twins has just risen by several notches.

But I\'ll feed his curiosity and answer his question. \"It feels,\" I rub my hard-on against his leg, \"like one,\" my lips brush his ear and I whisper, \"big orgasm.\"

Neith moans and grinds into me. \"You did it to him, didn\'t you?\"

More riddles? \"Did what to who?\" I ask, getting annoyed.

\"The catboy,\" Neith says as if it should be perfectly obvious. And it probably should have been. \"Angelo.\"

And all of the sudden, I realize where this is heading. \"I do lots of things to Angelo,\" I demur, dancing around the subject.

\"He said he went to get you both \'something\' to eat but Angelo really meant \'someone.\' You made him into what you are.\"

And he wants me to do the same thing to him. Like that\'s ever going to happen! \"It doesn\'t matter.\"

\"Why him?\" Neith demands.

\"Why not him?\" I retort, not bothering to tell him that it was actually Angelo who Sired me.

Neith just smiles. \"You never got your rocks off, did you.\"

Cripes, he\'s even more vulgar than Angelo. And that\'s saying a lot. \"Why do you care?\"

Is it because Angelo has been working Arian into a lather the entire time we\'ve been talking? Oh, perish the thought.

\"Are you saying you don\'t want me to finish what I started?\" Neith drawls, bending slowly as he kisses and licks down my body.

\"I\'m saying I\'m not your fucking consolation prize!\"

And I\'m not gonna Sire him. Not in his wildest dreams.

Neith is on his knees and I gotta admit, seeing him so submissive is making me even more hot and bothered than I already am. \"Never said you were,\" he murmurs against my belly. \"But I\'m not yours either,\" he says before taking me in his mouth before I can say another word.

Gotta admit, it feels good, Neith is definitely skilled in that department but knowing that this is another display for Arian is enough to almost kill it for me completely. I\'m less than the consolation prize to Neith. I\'m the catalyst. Nothing more.

\"Aren\'t you going to take that catsuit off?\" I hear Arian playfully ask Angelo.

\"Eventually,\" Angelo replies with cool amusement.

\"Shy?\"

\"Bored,\" Angelo answers softly. A dangerously soft voice that flares with menace.

Arian laughs. \"I\'m sure I could cure that boredom, if you let me.\"

\"Oh you can,\" Angelo says sweetly. \"In fact, both of you can.\"

More laughter from Arian. \"He\'s a bit too busy for that right now.\"

\"Don\'t worry. He won\'t be.\"

Arian doesn\'t like that. \"What\'s that supposed to mean?\"

\"You\'ll see.\"

And a few moments later he does. \"Oh my fucking God! How are you…. what are you…?\" he trails off, losing coherency.

I peer over and see Angelo Pleasuring Arian, using his lips, tongue and hands to caress Arian, then amplifying the sensation of each caress so each sensation builds upon another. \"You don\'t like it?\"

To say that Arian loves it is a bloody understatement. Hyperintense pleasure sweeps through every nerve like a wildfire, plunging him into pure ecstasy and turning his body to jelly.

And his blood to syrup.

Sudden pain knifes through me as Neith\'s teeth abruptly close on my cock. Guess he\'s less than thrilled about how good Angelo is making Arian feel. Poor baby. I\'m not sympathetic in the least. \"What\'re you planning to do? Bite it off?\"

If Neith had manners, he\'d apologize. But since he has none, he confronts Angelo instead. \"Let go of him!\"

\"Not yet,\" Angelo says quietly.

The bliss radiating from Arian turns quickly to screeching agony as Angelo\'s nails slash Arian\'s belly, leaving thin runnels of blood dripping past his navel. \"Can\'t have you feeling too good or your brother won\'t like it, sunshine,\" Angelo purrs, lapping the blood from Arian\'s belly. That\'s when I understand what Angelo is really doing. This isn\'t to torture Arian or even please him.

It\'s to provoke Neith. And it works. In a sudden burst of motion, Neith grabs Angelo and pulls him off but Angelo only laughs. \"I thought this was what you wanted, you vamp tramp. Doesn\'t watching me taste your brother make you hot?\" Angelo hissed, his eyes glowing red.

It\'s making me more than hot. I move closer to Arian and nuzzle his throat while Angelo suckles Arian\'s nipples. \"Fear not, Neith. I\'ll make sure to tell you how it feels to kill your brother,\" I taunt before my tongue probes and my fangs sink into Arian\'s neck, with Angelo biting just below Arian\'s breastbone.

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