Disclaimer- I don't own anything! Don't sue!

-dances- WOOOOO A NEW STORY! I love it (in my head of course, where all my ideas are stored :D) and yeah. But I don't think it'll get many readers :/

anyway, it's rated M for incest, language, and yaoi (boy/boy smecks)

I might've killed Raven off, but I definitely don't hate her! I just needed to do it for the story. so enjoy :D

Oh, italics in beginning are Alexander's dream.


Caressing hands swept back hair off a glistening forehead as their bodies met together with the satisfying sound of flesh against flesh.

Moans filled the dark, damask room as the blond vampire moved easily within the black-haired blood sucker, hitting his prostate dead on every time he thrusted.

Nails scraped along a sweat-slicked back and drew blood in parallel lines. Long, razor-sharp fangs teased at sensitive skin along a collar bone and neck.

The fangs finally stopped their teasing and bit down into the other's skin where the shoulder and the neck met. Both vampires moaned in ecstasy as the pleasure of feeding left tingles throughout their bodies.

The one being fed on, the dominant one, growled, then bit down on the black-haired vampire, and their bond was complete. The intense feelings sent them over the edge, and they collapsed onto the bed, blood dripping from mouths and wounds, which quickly healed.

Breathing heavily, even though they didn't need as much air as humans, they exchanged loving, gentle looks, then fell asleep in each other's arms.

- - -

Alexander shot up in his coffin, then hit his head on the lid. He cursed as he got out of his life-saver, padding across his hard-wood floor and out of his secret room into his "human" bedroom, and slumped into his chair that hid the door.

Head resting limply in his hand, he suddenly felt nauseas. Taking care not to get any ejected blood on his pajama bottoms, he threw up his bloody dinner. When he was done, he licked the excess blood from his lips and sighed.

This was the third time he had had a dream of the sort, and he was sick of it. Sick of the intense bliss, the gnawing in his gums of his fangs extending in hunger, the hard-on that shouldn't be there. And most of all, the fact that the dream was about his cousin.

Damn you, cousin, He thought wildly as he looked at his "dinner" in disgust. This is what you've brought me to. After killing Raven, you come back to haunt my dreams. All for the blood vials. Alexander angrily clutched at his leather chair, nails digging in easily.

He clenched his eyes shut in agony as his last angry moments with Raven flashed through his head.

Unable to take the madness that his dreams had brought him, Alexander stood up and threw his chair aside from in front of his door, and headed inside. It was time for him to try to get a dreamless sleep, but he knew the chances were very low.

Alexander got into his coffin, wary to fall asleep. Please, no more dreams of Claude, He thought, then started to drift off, his vampire senses closing his coffin lid for his sleepy vulnerable body.

Dark eyes peered into the room, gazing from the unused human bed to the ruined chair, and then to Alexander's coffin. What a fool, thought the intruder, to leave his door open like that. I could kill him in a second. But I mustn't yet, I still need those vials.

The slender body moved, jumping down from the attic window to the ground in a graceful leap.

Fangs flashed sinisterly as the vampire smiled darkly, moving into the moonlight to reveal his body; the body of Claude.

"Nighty night, cousin. Don't let the vampires bite..."


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