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So, filling another prompt and drowning my profile slowly in one-shots! "Vlad/Ingrid/Malik - welcoming their new brother".

Yes, I know that it turns out he's not their brother later on, but this is set in Season 4 so let's ignore that!

-YD-

Vlad was in a foul mood, watching Ingrid and Malik slowly turn Erin further and further against him. Bertrand was ranting on about shapeshifters, trying to convince Vlad to overpower Erin to win her back. He needed to burn off some of his rage, sparing a second to point at Malik where only Ingrid could see him before heading down to the room. The room with the lead-lined, soundproofed door that only Vlad and Ingrid knew about. Stripping off his leather jacket, Vlad sat down on the edge of the bed they kept for one purpose - defying every rule and staying outside of anything they should be doing. Sipping at the blood he only ever indulged in here, it wasn't long before Ingrid appeared with a suddenly irate Malik. She locked the door behind them, taking the goblet Vlad offered and sitting next to him.

Malik was looking between them, eyes varying between anger and confusion. "Are you turning me over to your brother now Ingrid?" Vlad looked up, still sipping slowly at the goblet as he met his new siblings eyes. "I'm your brother too, and that's why you're here." Malik was backing up to the door, but Vlad could see the key in Ingrid's other hand so he wasn't worried. "Inside this room, it's seperate. Outside that door, nothing changes, we're still out to kill each other and fight for the throne of Dracula. In here, it's where we burn off the energy, indulge in the darkness. I even drink human blood in here, Ingrid threatened to stake me if I brought soya blood in here." The newest arrival was looking between he and Ingrid, staring at the dark liquid Vlad was drinking. "I don't think he's catching on Vlad, can we hurry this along a little?" Vlad nodded, setting his and Ingrid's goblets aside and standing up with his sister. "We thought we'd welcome you as our brother Malik." "Welcome me to what?" Vlad sighed, his new sibling wasn't too bright. Leaning in, Vlad felt Ingrid meet his lips as they kissed, fangs scratching against each other.

"For garlics sake, what is this?" Leaning back, Ingrid's blood smeared across his mouth, Vlad smirked. "Dracula sibling rivalry. You're not leaving until we're done, and nobody is going to believe you if you talk. So stand in the corner or join in, your choice Malik." Anger and blood were still pulsing through Vlad's mind, pushing him to harder kisses, rougher touches as he stripped Ingrid's clothes away. Stopping briefly to wipe the blood off their mouths before it got sticky, Ingrid pressed back, tearing Vlad's shirt off and biting down harshly on his collarbone. Arching up into the painful pleasure, Vlad felt his cock rising in his jeans. Ingrid tugged at his buttons, yanking down his zipper and pushing denim off his legs until he was only wearing boxers. Kicking away the clothes, the two turned to Malik. "So, you just going to stand there?" There was fire in Malik's eyes, mostly anger but Vlad could see the desire flaring amongst it. His movements were slow but Malik pushed away his jacket, laying it carefully over the chair and stepping forward.

"Good boy, now come closer." Malik stepped forward again, standing in front of he and Ingrid. Malik was taller but Vlad didn't let it stop him, clutching roughly at his hair and biting over his lip, letting the fight for dominance spark in his gut as his brother responded. He gasped into Vlad's mouth, Ingrid's hands slipping under the thin t-shirt to scratch over his sides. Pulling away, Vlad admired the suddenly more flustered vampire and stepped behind Ingrid, nipping at her shoulders and gripping her waist. "We're not doing all the work, get naked brother dear." Malik hissed in defiance but slipped off his t-shirt anyway, kicking off his heavy biker boots and stripping his tight jeans away. "Look, he follows orders Vlad. He'll slot in quite well here." Vlad nodded, biting down harder against Ingrid's pale neck and relishing the way she arched into his touch. "We trade off who gets to be in charge here, even dynamic. It's Vlad's turn tonight, so if you want to play you have to play by the rules. Then it gets to be your turn, if we invite you back."

Smirking up at his brother, Vlad waited. It clearly cost him, but he nodded in agreement. Pushing Ingrid towards him, Vlad reclined on the bed and watched as they kissed, as Ingrid teased those long, sinful nails over the bare torso. Knowing his brother was somewhere around 300, Vlad wondered how long it had been since Malik last had sex, he was unbelievably responsive when Ingrid trailed a hand down to grasp at his erection. Vlad couldn't suppress a smirk as the last fabric fell away, knowing he was bigger than Malik where it counted as he bucked into Ingrid's grasp. Malik groaned against their sister, but Vlad didn't want the fun ending too soon and beckoned them over to the bed. Ingrid was used to him pushing and pulling with his powers, Malik not so much and he yelped as he felt his body pulled over. Pushing away his boxers, Vlad settled back and waited. "What are you waiting for, a written invitation?" The defiance in his brothers eyes only aroused him further, twisting his fingers through his hair again and pulling Malik level with his cock. "Don't worry, you don't need to breathe so you can't choke." His back arched in surprise as Malik swallowed him down, this was clearly not the first time he'd done this. Using the grip in his hair to guide Maliks motions, Vlad let him work his tongue and throat over his cock, the scrape of fang the only sign Malik was anything other than totally willing to submit.

He felt more than heard the sound of surprise when he finally came, spurting into Malik's mouth and smirking as his brother choked at the sudden fluid. "I'm in charge here, swallow." Malik grimaced but complied, wiping his mouth and glaring hotly at Vlad. "I'm not finished with you, but for now I think I'll enjoy the show. Ingrid?" Ingrid moved, pinning Malik down on his back and straddling the surprised vampire beneath her, scraping her fangs over his neck until he groaned. "He's still hard Vlad, I think he likes being pushed around." Clambering up, Vlad nuzzled teasingly at the old scars on Ingrid's neck. "So do you, and so do I. That's why this works." Tracing the marks, Vlad grinned. "How angry do you think Adze would be if she knew she was wasting her time?" Malik looked up at them in confusion, watching as Vlad swept Ingrid's hair aside. "Ever wonder why she was such a good teacher Malik? Why Erin isn't already exceptionally powerful?" "Ingrid? Ingrid took your first bite?" Kissing his sister roughly for a moment, Vlad nodded. "I needed an equal, someone who's submission was better because they are the only vampire who can best me. After the first time Ingrid and I fought and fucked our way to this strange alliance, I realised there was no-one better."

"We're getting off track brother dear, don't want him changing his mind." Vlad nodded, moving back to enjoy the sight of Ingrid biting down on Malik's shoulder, marking him so he couldn't deny he'd been here. He felt his erection returning as he watched Ingrid slide down Malik's length, enjoying the submission Malik gave, letting Ingrid use him as little more than a sex toy as she rode him. The switch from surprise to pleasure was obvious, Malik's hips twitching, then thrusting up into Ingrid's body. Vlad knew, knew the wet heat would feel even better against the icy skin of most vampires. It had been an interesting side effect of him biting her - not giving her actual body heat but the feeling of being inside her, whether her mouth or her tight little holes, it was mindblowing and burned in all the right ways. Malik was fast falling to it, arching into her harder and faster and finally groaning in climax, spilling into their sister and falling back limp on the bed. "Need to work on that stamina Malik! Never come before the lady." Rolling Ingrid onto her back, Vlad winked up at her before diving between her thighs, licking and sucking roughly at her until she came on his tongue. Kneeling between her thighs he slid into her, feeling the evidence of Malik inside her and wondering how wrong it was that it turned him on more.

Knowing her body as well as he did, Vlad didn't need much time to have Ingrid teetering at the edge of pleasure all over again, biting down hard on her shoulder and rubbing over her clit until she clenched and fluttered around him, coming on his cock and writhing beneath him. "So hot Ingrid, I love making you come." Ingrid dug her nails into his side, smirking as he shook with pleasure. "Don't get sentimental now brother dear, you still have Malik to take." Nodding and regretfully dislodging from her wet heat, Vlad turned his still erect cock to Malik. Malik's own cock had filled out, no doubt aroused watching Vlad take their sister that way. "On all fours or on your back Malik? Your choice." When Malik didn't move, Vlad took that to mean he was staying on his back. Beckoning the bottle of fluid Vlad had only previously used when he felt like taking Ingrid everywhere, or when she felt like making him writhe on her fingers in his ass, Vlad lubed up his fingers. "I'm by no means going to be gentle, but I think I'd split you in half if I don't prep you." Malik tensed at the first touch but Vlad persevered, slipping his fingers in and pushing at the tight muscles until Malik relaxed. "Trust me, it gets better."

Malik was still grimacing slightly at the probing stretch, but Vlad could see the surprise, feel the twitch when he found the right spot, brushing over the nerves that made pleasure dart hotly through him when Ingrid did this. Malik was no different, his body twisting as he fought the urge to press back, to submit to the pleasure Vlad was giving him. Spreading lube over his cock, Vlad wasted no time pushing between Malik's thighs and pressing against the looser muscle. "You said you'd give in, now do it." He could see the effort, but the tightness relaxed enough for him to slide in. It was brutally tight, Malik fighting the intrusion as Vlad shifted in and out, moving a few inches at a time. Angling his hips a little, Vlad slid back out and pushed back in. The change was clear, Malik's cock hardening again as Vlad stimulated his prostate gently, waiting for the tightness to ease slightly before he let go, fucking into his older brother hard and fast. It was primal, no holds barred now Malik could take it as Vlad gripped the lean hips and held him tight. He could see the bruises blooming beneath his fingers, relishing his mark on the slimmer, paler body currently thrashing on his cock.

Feeling his own climax approach, Vlad spat on his hand and wrapped his saliva-slicked palm around Malik's twitching cock, stroking in a different rhythm to his thrusts so Malik couldn't predict the touches or his thrusts, keeping his free hand wrapped around his brothers hip bone so he couldn't set his own pace. It didn't take long for the dual sensation to overwhelm his brother, Vlad felt cool liquid spill over his fingers and saw spurts splatter over Malik's stomach. The tightening muscles pushed him over the edge and Vlad thrust deeper, coming deep inside his brothers body and sliding out to roll onto his back. As soon as he felt like he could stand again, Vlad clapped a hand on Malik's shoulder. "Welcome to the family. What happens here stays here, out there nothing is different." Standing up and draining his glass, Vlad nodded over at Ingrid before wiping himself down and dressing. "Until next time brother dear" followed him in both voices as he flitted off, climbing into the shower and rinsing the evidence away.

There was only a faint flicker of emotion other than aggressive anger when Malik tried to stake him, Vlad pushing the wood away and fighting harder against his brother. There was no hint they'd been anything other than enemies as Vlad tried to zone him, finding his attack backfired while his ex-girlfriend was wrapped around Malik. Then there was Bertrand, and the slayers guild and Elisabetta almost killing their father. There was no telling they'd become closer than most siblings, except when Malik turned back for a second before following Erin through the Blood Mirror. There was a spark of their secret bond when Ingrid was begging Vlad not to die as he sucked the poison from his father, and they retired to their secret room soon after to re-affirm their sibling bond. Vlad was careful never to say a word about it, only using looks to tell Ingrid he wanted to see her there and both entering the room seperately.

Walking back from the blood cellar, Vlad noticed the door was open. He'd seen Ingrid upstairs only a few minutes ago, and the Count never came down this way. Ingrid wouldn't have gone in without telling him, she hated to be left waiting. Flitting back to grab a stake, Vlad peered around the lead-lined door - he couldn't use his senses through it so he had to use his eyes. He was equal parts surprised and confused to find Malik standing there alone. "What are you doing back? I told you I'd stake you, brother or not." Malik hesitated briefly before stepping forward. "I thought this room was outside everything else?" His brothers eyes roved over his body, fangs already evident. "So what, this is a... booty call? Thought you were with Erin?" Malik kept advancing, keeping his hands held up so Vlad could see he was unarmed as he backed him into the wall. "She can't quite give me what you and Ingrid can though, can she?" The cool breath whispering over his ear was undeniably arousing, and Vlad nodded. "I'll go get Ingrid, if you don't play right I'll still stake you. Clear?" Malik nodded, and Ingrid's look of surprise when Vlad brought her in quickly melted to heat. "It's my turn tonight Malik, you sure you can handle it?"

-YD-

I'm not a huuuuge Malik fan, but I could see the sibling rivalry making this sort of thing happen... if Young Dracula wasn't a kids show!