Title: Sanguis
Author: AoiTsukikage
Rating: R overall
Characters/Pairing: Finn/Kurt
Chapter: 1/1
Word Count: 1376
Spoilers: Everything
Summary: One-shots that fit into my 'Caligo Nox Noctis' Universe :D This one was prompted by maikister on tumblr.\

Warnings: I had always wanted to put a scene like this in but I thought it might squick some people out (namely Finn being aroused by Kurt sucking his blood), but thanks to Maiki's prompt I decided to try it out anyway. So if that's not your thing, steer clear.

Disclaimer: I, unfortunately, do not own these characters, no matter how sad that makes me. I do, however, promise to return them when I'm done with them. :)

Sanguis

"Hey, Kurt?"

"Mm?" Kurt glances up, narrowing his eyes. "What is it?"

"Um…do you…remember the hotel room?"

"As vague as that statement may be, I'll assume you're referring to the time two weeks ago when we stayed in Westerville?" he raises an eyebrow and sees Finn nod, wondering what this is about. "Then yes, I remember the hotel room."

"Remember when…when I asked you to bite me?" Finn asked in a whimper and Kurt's mouth drops open, because yes, he remembers that, too. "Um, okay. I was wondering…if, the next time, you'd actually…drink my blood? I know it sounds freaky, dude, I get that, but when you do that it's just…really intimate and awesome and I can see myself wanting…gay sex doesn't scare me when you're doing that. And I think if…I think if you do that I won't be as scared, y'know? When the time comes," he sputters and Kurt gives him a glare, fangs hanging out of his mouth as his teeth bare involuntarily.

"Let me get this straight: you want me to drink your blood while jerking you off?"

"Okay, it's totally stupid," Finn puts a hand over his eyes. "Sorry. I'm just gonna…yeah," he scuttles out of the room and Kurt snorts and lays back, one hand on his stomach and the other playing with the edge of his sheets.

Truth be told it isn't nearly as appalling as Finn seems to think, but they'll have to see.

000

He doesn't really need blood when the thought strikes him next but he could use it, and Finn's been hopping around all day like he's had a caffeine injection, so when night falls and Finn tromps down the stairs to come to bed Kurt's waiting in the darkness and creeps up behind him, hand around his throat and the other pressed to the front of his pyjama pants.

"You want this?" he hisses, the vampire definitely having a part in how forceful he's acting, and Finn shivers under him and nods.

"Yes. I…yeah."

"How should we do this? Shower?"

"Yeah," Finn agrees. "Could get messy."

"Mm," Kurt pulls back and tugs him into the bathroom, considering for a moment before leaving the light off and just letting the nightlight glow. The sterile whiteness of it hurts his eyes. "Strip. Get in."

"Dude," Finn gives him an appraising look before complying and Kurt licks his lips as each inch of skin is revealed. He and Finn are more than comfortable with each other now but he still feels a thrill in his stomach every time he sees Finn naked and knows he's allowed to, and he's got a feeling that's never going to go away.

"And be quiet," Kurt reminds him. "Blaine's still adjusting to his pain meds and he'll probably be awake soon, so try not to wake him now, okay?"

"Yeah. Totally," Finn nods and takes his pants off, cock already hard and wet at the tip, and Kurt smirks and moves forward, stepping into the tub and pulling the curtain shut as he slides his arms around Finn's body and leans up to kiss him. "You're still wearing clothes."

"This is about you," Kurt reminds him, hands roving over his skin as Finn shivers and bares his neck.

"Do it," he breathes. "I want to…do it."

"Okay," Kurt slides around to the front, deciding that maybe getting undressed wouldn't be a bad idea with all of the blood and ejaculate that's likely to get onto his clothes, and he strips off quickly before Finn can pull him close again, hands coming to stroke his skin like they've been magnetically drawn there.

"Mm," Finn's hands slide around his back, kissing at his neck as Kurt reaches to rest his fangs lightly against Finn's throat. "I'm…"

Kurt reaches and wraps his fingers around Finn's cock, stroking slowly, and Finn grunts and dips his head so Kurt's fangs press against the skin. "I can't do it the whole time," Kurt reminds him gently. "I can't take that much blood. You have to be close…"

"Screw that," Finn yanks him close, Kurt's own cock half-hard just from the proximity. "Do it. I'll live."

"Finn…"

"I'm fine, Kurt," Finn looks into his eyes and Kurt nods, knowing that it really can't hurt because, with Finn's stamina, this won't take long anyway.

"Okay," he keep stroking as he licks at Finn's neck, getting him ready, and Finn stops him with a hand to his chest. "What?"

"Maybe I should…can I sit?"

Kurt nods and they sink to the floor of the tub, Kurt ending up in Finn's lap as he curls his body to reach the taller boy's throat. "Okay?"

"Yeah. Okay. I…"

Kurt cuts him off by biting him, fangs piercing the skin as he feels hot, sweet blood gush into his mouth and Finn moans, shaking and gasping, as Kurt drinks.

And maybe it's because he's not desperate for it, but he's completely himself for the first time and he can feel the blood and the slickness and how Finn's coming apart, hips pumping as his breathing stutters.

"God, you need to feel this…" Finn moans and drops his head to Kurt's shoulder, body shaking as Kurt strokes him firmly and he yelps and comes, moan muffled against Kurt's shoulder as the other boy holds steady, sucking gently until Finn's slumped against him, and he withdraws his fangs and grimaces at the mess.

"Well, that was…Finn?" he asks hesitantly, shaking Finn's shoulder gently.

The other boy is boneless, eyes closed, and only the slight rise and fall of his chest tell Kurt he's alive at all.

"You asked for it," he mutters before standing up to start the shower, the momentarily flash of panic taking care of his own half-formed erection rather effectively. Pulling Finn into position (and it's hard, because it's like moving a moose), he gently washes the blood that has run down Finn's chest off, holding him steady until they're both clean and he turns off the shower before he hears the other boy groan.

"Wh…"

"Congratulations, cowboy. You passed out."

"I did what?" Finn blinks blearily and Kurt has to snort at how disoriented he is.

"You passed out," he repeats, slower, and Finn has a dopey smile on his face at the news.

"I did? Awesome."

"I fail to see how this is awesome," Kurt crosses his arms and Finn stands up on shaky legs and sweeps him into a hug.

" 'Cuz you don't pass out unless you have, like, a totally awesome orgasm. So that meant it was amazing," he reaches up to touch his neck. "Although I kinda feel dizzy…"

"Bed," Kurt decides, blessing his super-strength as he half-hauls Finn there, and the other boy is still dozy as they arrange themselves and Finn pulls Kurt onto his chest.

"Did you finish?"

"No. Seeing you unmoving kind of killed the mood," Kurt mutters and tries not to yelp as Finn wraps a hand around him, stroking lazily.

"Mood better now?"

"Are you a caveman?" Kurt cuffs Finn fondly and snuggles up to him, enjoying the close intimacy and the feelings washing over him. "Mm. Nice."

"Speaking of cavemen…"

"Hush," Kurt pumps his hips shallowly, opening his mouth and gasping when he comes, his orgasm not overpowering but languid and drawn out and still leaving him shaken at the end.

He has enough presence of mind to clean them both off (and really, couldn't they have finished that in the shower? That was the point of going in there in the first place) but right now he's too post-coital and happy to care about the extra work, and when he snuggles back up to Finn he gets a kiss on the forehead and a tight hug as thanks.

"Love you," he says, the words habitual by now, and Finn murmurs his normal, "I know. You're awesome," before they fall asleep, Kurt feeling utterly at peace.

000

Things aren't quite so peaceful when, at two in the morning, he gets a phone call from a med-high Blaine who's whining about being bored and could Kurt come upstairs and spend some time with him?

But he does it anyway.

…He's really far too nice to people for his own good.

Notes:

-sanguis is the Latin word for blood

-there may be more one-shots in this universe; I've got a Halloween one planned out but I want to write it closer to Halloween ;)