Disclaimer: Ok, um, well, I obviously don't own any of these characters. I wish, right? I mean, come on, if I owned Josef, do you really think that he would even have time to be in that show? ; ) Uh, no, he would be in my closet. Or... other interesting places. ; ) So I'm making no money off of this, it isnt that good anyway.
Hope you like it, I'll probably update every three days or so. The story starts out in the past, but you'll get to the good (better i should say smiles deviously) stuff in the second or third chapter! Enjoy!
Mick had felt guilty the first time he had spent the night with Josef out of the freezer, so to speak. He didn't really understand why, but he had felt guilty. It had been after a party Josef had hosted in the 80's. No man or vampire could throw a party like Josef could. He had 400 years of experience. His competitors really didn't stand a chance.
Lee Jay had killed the woman he was supposed to be protecting. Mick had found out during dinner.
There was nothing like bad news to spoil a willing meal.
"I told you. Not while I'm eating." He heard Josef growl to a lackey, after being interrupted.
"Its your answering service. They say it's important." Josef told him, tapping him on the shoulder with the phone. Mick pulled away from dinner, taking the device from his friend.
"Yeah?"
That's the night it all changed. He'd gone to the crime scene, found Lee Jay in an ally, roughed him up, and evaded the police. He was angry. He was upset.
It had been a mistake to seek Josef out for comfort.
"Mick." He said as the younger vampire let himself into Josef's study. "Still hungry?" he asked with a slow smile.
Mick shook his head as he threw himself onto Josef's couch, his brooding face on. Josef sighed, not liking where this was going already. He stood and slowly –smoothly Mick would later think of it as- walked over to his friend, usual smile absent from his handsome face.
"My friend, you can't blame yourself. Everyone has to eat." He tried to placate with a smile. Mick glared up at the older vampire.
"I should have been there Josef! I shouldn't have been so stupid! I should have anticipated that he would come after her, and I should have been there to stop him!" Josef shook his head and sat on the table across from Mick.
"You're only 60. Mick, its expected that you're going to make mistakes."
"But I can't make mistakes Josef! Humans put their lives in my hands!" Mick shouted, jumping up and beginning to pace. Josef looked on calmly, unfazed by his companion's anger.
"So you're protecting the food source. So what? One less mortal wont do any harm."
"Josef, you don't understand!" Mick shouted, eyes blazing with rage at his mentor and friend. Josef's eyes, however, had begun to cool.
"No Mick, I do understand. All to well. Your devotion to the mortal ones must not get out of hand. You are a vampire Mick. And nothing can change that!" He barked, a spark of fire in his deep brown eyes. He stood and advanced toward Mick, who was helpless in front of Josef's anger.
"You cant forget what you are Mick." No longer did the younger vampire have space at his back to escape. He hadn't even noticed that he had been maneuvered against a wall. Josef's eyes flashed again as his fangs extended.
"I wont let you." He growled, pinning Mick against the wall.
"What-" Mick began, and then gasped as Josef's teeth found their way into his neck.
It would be a lie to say that Mick didn't enjoy it. He did. The feeling of Josef's lean, hard body pressed into his, strong hands bracing his head as he heard the quiet sucking noises of Josef's meal were…nice. No, not nice, they were down right pleasurable. The pleasant tug on his heart as he was drank from had Mick going weak at the knees.
Lucky Josef was pressing him so tightly against the wall.
And then he was done. Josef's mouth pulled away slowly, tongue flicking out to clean the two puncture wounds. He kissed the mark softly as he whispered,
"Mick, you always forget the most important lessons I teach you." Josef stepped back slightly, keeping a hand on Mick's chest to keep him upright. He smiled and played absently with some unruly strands of Mick's long dark hair as he looked into his glazed eyes.
"Feeding can be such an enjoyable experience, hmm?"
"Josef," Mick muttered huskily, voice rough with passion and astonishment.
Josef cut him off with a flick of his hand, a sly smile playing in his eyes. Mick tried to wipe off the lovesick look that he knew had taken residence on his face. He failed, only managing to gaze with half lidded eyes into Josef's by sheer will power.
"Oh Mick." Josef drawled, nails drawing down Mick's chest, evoking a growl. One that Mick, try as he might, couldn't repress.
"Go on, give into it." Josef urged, nimble fingers moving past Mick's belt, provoking a groan as he toyed with his prey.
"Josef…"
"Yes Mick?" He asked, calmly gazing into Mick's lust filled eyes.
Mick growled again, fangs ever so slowly making themselves known. Josef smiled.
"I'd wondered when they would come out to play as well.' He chuckled quietly as Mick involuntarily thrust against his hand. Josef smiled and leaned in closer to Mick.
"Look at me." Mick's lust bright hazel eyes snapped up to Josef's. Mick captured the other vampire's lips with his own and hummed happily when he tasted his own blood on Josef's still extended fangs. Josef allowed the contact for a few seconds before pulling away. Mick growled low in his throat, attempting to lean in closer. Josef's hand on his chest prevented him.
"Wouldn't want to cut the game short, would we?" he told the younger vampire with another trademark smile that promised an exciting game still to come.
Mick could feel the desire coursing through his veins, thinker than blood; more potent than any drug he could remember. Josef was his puppeteer and he held Mick's strings tightly.
Mick gasped as Josef held onto something else tightly as well. Josef smiled again. This was going to a very enjoyable lesson.
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