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This Story is for Harathor, on , who gave me the idea

Chap Summery; He takes another

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He smirks as he watches the three different men eying him up as he sits at the bar while enjoying the bourbon (I wonder which one will be brave enough tonight?) with that, he turns around and lounges back against the bar to give his audience a good view of his muscular frame and his smirk widens as he notes that he has grabbed another few people's attention. He licks along his top lip as he lifts the glass to his mouth and closes his eyes as he swallows his drink while resting his other hand against his sky blue silk shirt before slowly stroking the soft fabric. A triumphant gleam sparks in his ice blue eyes as a young blonde lad, possibly in his early twenties, approaches him.
The young man takes the seat beside the hunk and hesitantly smiles "Hey...you waiting for anyone?"
He smirks and shakes his head "Nope, I was just hoping to pick someone up for a bite"
The blonde man blushes as he spots the hard-on in the front of the other mans navy jeans "Anyone grab your attention?" at the shrug, he bites his bottom lip "I'm Oskar"
He nods "Jethro" at the smirk, he rolls his eyes "It's an old family name"
Oskar cocks his head to one side "How old?"
Jethro chuckles as he thinks back "Around seven hundred" with that he finishes his drink before standing "So Oskar...you coming?"
He gives him a smile and quickly gets off the chair "Hopefully"
He rolls his eyes as he leads him out of the Club and into a deserted alley, he leans back against the wall "So...what do you want?" at the look of shock, he sighs "Do you want to be fucked, sucked or do the fucking? I don't really care what, I just need an orgasm from you"
He gazes at the hard and powerful man before him "You'll let me fuck you?" at the nod, he gives him a shy smile "I think I'd rather have you fuck me into the wall"
Jethro nods and tugs him into a kiss, forcing him into Submission while making sure to give him as much pleasure as possible.
Oskar groans at the passionate kiss and feels his arousal spike even higher, he pulls away from the man and quickly unbuttons his jeans before letting them pool around his feet.
The silver haired man smirks as he runs the flat of his hand along the small of Oskars back and narrows his eyes while dropping to his knees.
Oskar squeaks in shock as he feels a hard wet tongue probing his entrance and flops against the wall with a dull thud as his body begins to tremble with need.
Jethro uses his saliva and fingers to stretch the man and once sure he is ready, he stands and releases his own cock. He traps Oskars chest against the wall as he pushes all the way in and ducks his head to lick along the mans neck, right across the most vulnerable point.
He groans at the lick along his neck and bares his head to one-side while shouting out in pleasure as he is literally fucked into the wall. He feels his orgasm approaching and he tries to hold off for as long as possible.
Jethro growls at being denied and slits his eyes as he changes his angle, making sure to hit his preys prostrate on every stroke and after six or seven strokes...he smirks in triumphant as Oskar shoots over the wall while the internal muscles clamps his hard cock and he quickly sinks his teeth into Oskars neck as he, himself climaxes.

Oskar gasps at the painful stinging feeling but groans as he has a second climax before going limp in the strong arms.
Jethro growls in delight as the warm sticky blood of Oskars Life force, hits the back of his throat and he keeps his hold as he pulls out and tucks himself away.
After a short while, Oskar frowns as his mind screams at him and his eyes snaps open as he tries to pull away from the man who is feasting from him "G-Get off!"
The Vampire growls as he tightens his grip, only loosening it as his preys movements become sluggish. He stills as a feeling of danger creeps up his spine and he shifts to the left at the same time a wooden bullet shoots through the air and just misses his heart by millimetres. He releases Oskar and lets him crumple to the floor as he turns to searches for his Hunter and when he spots the leather clad figure, he slits is eyes and hisses out his displeasure.
The Hunter smirks as he puts his Sig away "Hey Big Bad Bat...you miss me?"
Jethro growls and bares his teeth "Your cockiness will get you killed like the many of your Colleagues I have gotten rid off" he smirks as his eyes gleaming "Like dear Kate...I enjoyed taking my time on her" at the flinch, his smirk widens as he slowly licks the blood off his mouth "She was such a fiery young thing, did you ever get a chance to hear her little double gasp as she climaxed?" at the look of hurt, he decides to hit the last nail in the coffin while moving onto the balls of his feet "She called out your name as her orgasm crashed through her...right before I sucked her dry"
Tony flicks his wrists, releasing the two wooden stakes from hiding as he shouts in anger while moving in to attack.

Jethro just manages to duck the swing that would have torn his throat out (Shit! Memo to self; Leave Kate out of it) he lets out a cry of pain as one of the stakes becomes embedded into his shoulder and he deflects the other from piercing his heart. He slits his eyes and bares his teeth as he throws the Hunter against the wall, stunning him in the process before quickly pinning him in place and smirks "You'll never kill me Tony, I have been around for seven hundred years...I am the oldest of my Kind"
Tony struggles against the hold but stills as he feels a wet tongue lick along his pulse point and realises in fear that he is about to die.
The Vampire presses his arousal against the Hunter who has become his Prey and he sighs "Blood is more richer after an orgasm...but fear will do" with that, he lowers his head and sinks his teeth into the flesh of Tonys neck. His eyes widen in shock at the taste and loosens his grip as his brain short circuits.
Tony uses the sudden slack grip to his advantage as he tugs himself free before turning and delivering a powerful uppercut.
Jethro ends up on the floor and cups his bruised jaw as he tries to figure out what happened. He looks up in confusion and quickly scrambles up (What the fuck happened!?) his eyes dart around before he turns tail and runs away.
The Hunter watches him and his eyes widen in shock at the fear he spots in the blue but before he can say anything, Jethro surprises him by running away. As soon as he is sure the Vampire has gone, he crumples to the floor "Shit...that was a close one" with that he spits into his hand and rubs it across the bitten mark on his neck to shut the wound. He slowly gets up and walks over to the young man but sighs in regret as there is no pulse, it's then that he notices the bruising "Bastard...he crushed your windpipe...Bastard" he tugs out his mobile and calls them in "DiNozzo, Tony 6120"
"Ah, Anthony...did you manage to get him this time?"
Tony sighs "Afraid not Duck...he has killed again"
"Bastard! The Council are not going to like that...I'll send over the cleaning crew just text me the location"
He nods "Will do Duck" he turns to face in the direction the Vampire ran "I will kill him Duck...even if it'll take another three hundred years" he cuts him off and slumps down beside the recently deceased man "Sorry Mate, I'm so Sorry" with that he stays there as he waits for the recovery team while trying to figure out what the fear, he spotted in the blue eyes, was all about.