Summary:

Cain 'got back home' and Riff 's very happy. This is what happened after all of that.

TrinityBlood/CountCain(Godchild)

Chapter 1

"Riff you missed me, right?" Cain asked, pulling the servant over the table to meet his gaze.

Riff gasped and nodded, a bit uncomfortable with the sudden closeness, "Y…you didn't go anywhere, but y-yes, Sir, I missed you. I missed being by your side every second."

"Good." Cain whispered, gently biting the top of his ear and smirking at the sharp intake of air he heard coming from Riff.

"L-lord Cain, what…?"

Cain shook his head and Riff shivered as his lips softly trailed butterfly kisses down the side of his neck. Cain laughed and released him, sitting back in his chair.

"Hehe, Riff you never change."

"S-Sir?"

Riff, still taken aback by the sudden action the young Earl had taken, attempted to stand up straight, but was too overwhelmed by the excitement flooding through him and almost fell over. He took a long breath and finally stood up straight.

Cain stood up as well, taking Riff by his hand and pulling him down the hall until they reached his room, where he immediately began stripping him of his clothes. Riff's small protests slowed him a bit, but not by much, and was otherwise undistracted.

"Lord Cain, I…what-no, Miss Mary will-" Riff was cut off by a loud moan as Cain dropped to his knees and his mouth covered the erection that had begun to bother him. "Ah-hah…..Lord Cain, please…no please…not now…Miss Mary…hear us…nnngh.."

Cain closed his eyes as he bobbed his head, leaving a spit trail from his lips to the base of Riff's length. He held the servant's hips and kept him from bucking too far into his throat.

"S-Sir, please, sh-she…if she sees…" Riff whispered, out of breath. When Cain released him, he staggered back, taking hold of the headboard of Cain's bed before he could fall.

"She's not going to," Cain said, a slight smile on his face, "She's not going to because she's been taken by the maids to the rose garden up by the lake, some hour and a half away by automobile." He snickered, "Which means I have you right where I want you. And…"

Cain leaned on Riff, who's face had become red during the explanation, "You can do with me what you wish…" he continued, taking hold of the servants hands and guiding them to his pants.

"L-lord Cain…" Riff's hands were shaking and his face had turned red, his eyes lustful. "I…I'm not-not going to be able to control myself…we…we can't…"

"I don't want you to control yourself, Riff, I want you to lose all the control you have over yourself," the Earl passed him a smirk and kissed his neck, sucking gently and leaving a small red mark when he broke away. "You know you want to."

Riff moaned and closed his eyes against the deep crimson blush spreading across his face.

"Tell me. Do you want to?" Cain asked, his lips still pulled back in a smirk. Riff gasped as Cain reached out, grabbing his manhood and moving his hand up and down.

"Yes…yes…" the older man whispered, trying to hold himself together as Cain kept moving his hands. He arched his back and thrust upward into him. Riff bit his lip to keep from moaning too loudly.

"Lord Cain…I…" he stared at the younger man, excitement rising in his gut. He groaned as he lunged forward, quickly flipping them over so that Cain was below him. He listened to the needy groans the Earl gave as he left hungry kisses on his neck.

His fingers slipped the buttons through the loops on Cain's shirt and he pulled it off, tossing it to the floor where his clothes were. He closed his eyes as he took the Earl's nipple in his mouth and sucked gently, then twisted it between his teeth.

Cain yelped as Riff bit down gently on the sensitive nub. "God, Riff…" he whispered. He back arched, pushing the servant up slightly and causing him to release the treat and look at him.

"I-I'm sorry, Sir, did I do that wrong?"

"No, don't stop, keep doing that…" Cain pushed Riff's head back down to his chest, and he took in the other nipple. Cain moaned and gripped the whitish blue locks of the older man. He had begun to sweat and his pants were becoming uncomfortably tight.

He moved his hands to the edge of his pants and began to push them down. When Riff realized what he was trying to do, he decided to help and left the nipple to pull the restricting trousers down and toss them to the floor.

Then he slipped off the black drawers and stared up at Cain.

"Is that better, Sir?"

Cain nodded and lifted his hips slightly, making Riff stare at him with his mouth open. Riff looked down at the Earl's length and smirked slightly. He reached down and stroked him, his thumb rubbing the smooth, pre-cum drenched head.

Cain moaned and bucked his hips, tossing his head back into the pillows beneath him. Riff kissed him, letting his tongue explore the mouth of the younger male. The Earl moaned into his mouth and pushed forward so that he could taste more of him.

Riff broke away, leading his mouth to a new destination. He bent low over Cain's middle and took his erect length into his mouth, giving him the same treatment he'd received. He slid his tongue up the side and let it rest at the head before giving it a forceful lick.

"AH! God, Riff!" Cain screamed in pleasure, bucking his hips and gripping the sheets on his bed. Riff released him and licked the small amount of pre-cum that was seeping from the head of his still hard manhood.

"Lord-Lord Cain, I…I can't control it anymore…"

"Then don't try…" Cain turned over so that he could hold himself up with his elbows and knees. "Riff…come…inside…" was his breathy response.

Riff shivered and place his hands on Cain's hips, "B-but it's going to hurt, and I don't want to hurt you…"

"Forget it and hurry!" Cain yelled, pushing himself backwards. Riff blushed and shoved forward, entering the small, warm body. He frowned slightly when Cain's face twisted in pain.

"I'm sorry…please forgive me…" Riff whispered as he started to pull out. He moved slowly at first, waiting for a response from the Earl that wasn't pained. When Cain moaned loudly and gripped the sheets, he stopped moving completely.

"Riff, don't stop!!!" Cain screamed, thrusting down and crying out in pleasure. Riff nodded to himself and moved faster. He pushed harder when Cain cried for more. "Yes-yes!! Oh God!"

Cain screamed as he came over the bed, the white liquid spurting onto his stomach and coating the sheets.

Riff pulled out before he came as well. He collapsed beside Cain, breathing heavily and his hair sticking to his forehead.

The Earl smiled and threw his leg around him possessively. "You're so good…almost too good…"

Riff blinked and blushed, "Is-is that a good thing, Lord Cain?"

"It's a very good thing." Cain smiled as he fell asleep.