Title: Denied Access

Fandom: Fright Night (2011)

Pairing: Jerry/Charley

Rating: M

Warnings: Slash, sex, and Jerry (he really should be a kink in and of himself XD)

Notes: Well this is me de-anoning from the Fright Night kink meme. I saw the following prompt and fell in love with it:

Charley/ Jerry threshold shenanigans

Charley/ Jerry completely consensual… but with a problem. See, Charley's smart. He isn't about to set foot outside the house at night, nor is he about to invite Jerry in. So um… how do you handle your boners in a situation like that?

It was wonderful writing this. I'd expected it to be a lot shorter, but before I knew it the story was eight pages long *-* Oh well, there were things I didn't want to leave out. I hope the person who posted the prompt and you dear readers here enjoy these shenanigans with my two favorite guys from Fright Night. (Fell in love with Colin Farrell's rendition of Jerry. So evil and so sexy…)Forgive me if the boys are slightly out of character, but if they are hopefully its obvious why. Also, this was naturally proof-read but if there are any mistakes that were missed I sincerely apologize.

Any and all feedback would be greatly appreciated. Thank you!

It had occurred to Charley early on, that Jerry had an infinite amount of time to plan how to get to whatever his ultimate goal was. Vampires were immortal; Jerry would be around long after anything in a human being's world. Charley on the other hand did not have that much time to plan his little jewel. All in all it had been a slapdash plan that had blossomed in his mind over the course of a few hours. He'd made the pitch to Jerry, who had smiled knowingly at him.

Jerry knew that Charley knew what he really was, though he didn't draw attention to that fact. Yet in memory of the way Jerry had been so genuinely amused by Charley's proposal it got the teen thinking double-time. He'd heard that sometimes vampires could read minds. If so, did Jerry know what Charley was really trying to do? If he did, then why was he going along with it?

These were questions he could answer soon. He'd timed it perfectly. His mother would be at a business meeting until late, and Amy had a report she needed to work on. He had the house to himself for a few precious hours. And it would remain that way as far as he was concerned. Though it had easily come to light that Charley was attracted to Jerry—and vise versa—the young man still refused to let Jerry into his home.

Just because he thought the vampire was sexy didn't mean he was going to jeopardize his loved ones and his own safety. The idea of actually settling into a relationship with the older man hadn't crossed either of their minds. Eventually Jerry would ask him a question about his humanity Charley would always have to say no to. For now, they were both interested in simple sex. A release of frustration for them both and a way for Charley to experiment with his sexuality.

And just as determined as he was to not let Jerry enter his home, Charley was not about to step outside. If he was being honest, he would admit he still didn't trust Jerry. Wrapping his mind around the solid fact that Jerry was indeed a vampire and causing death in order to sustain himself was hard enough to comprehend…getting emotionally and potentially physically involved with him was a great risk. But it was a risk Charley was willing to take.

He thought perhaps that Jerry liked him. Not just for his young body, but maybe the bored vampire found him a little interesting. If he could keep Jerry's interest piqued, keeping him wanting for more of the young man, then maybe he could make a deal with him. Something along the lines of 'we can fuck as much as you want so long as you leave my family and friends alone.'

Charley sighed to himself as he began to walk down the stairs slowly. It was a long shot. A very long shot. But it was the only thing he could think of. He had no other leverage against Jerry; there was nothing Charley could really do to threaten him. So he figured if Jerry gave him a reason to trust him, then he would be willing to give the vampire a little more of what he wanted so desperately. Himself.

Charley nearly jumped when he saw a shadow cross the window as he reached the bottom of the staircase. His heart was beginning to pound and he absently wondered if Jerry would be turned on by the sound. A knock on the door got him moving again. He went to the door off the side of the kitchen and opened it.

Jerry leant his forearms on the doorframe and grinned, white fangs glinting. "Hey there," he murmured.

The first thing he noticed was that Jerry looked…full. There wasn't an underlying thirst plaguing his features. Charley swallowed dryly. How many people had he drained to pull that off?

What Charley didn't yet know was that Jerry wasn't worried about biting the younger man. He'd learned to control his fangs long ago. No, he needed that much blood so that he could sustain a human arousal. Blood was an integral part of sex for vampires, if there wasn't enough blood then their body's formerly human sex organs couldn't perform their job. But Jerry had fed well that night, and he was certainly aroused.

That was the second thing Charley noticed. There was an impressively large bulge in the front of Jerry's black jeans. Charley nervously shifted his weight from leg to leg at the sight.

"Wow," he whispered. He hadn't exactly been expecting that so soon.

"What?" Jerry asked with a laugh, "You said you wanted me and here I am. I'm ready for whatever you want to do."

Charley felt his face heat as well as his groin. He flicked his gaze up to Jerry's handsome face and saw conflicting emotions. He saw sexual frustration and well as a more platonic kind. The toes of Jerry's boots rested right against the bottom of the doorframe. It was painfully obvious he wanted to come inside the house. There was a flicker of distress in his eyes but it was gone as soon as Charley blinked. He was amazed Jerry was being this patient with him. By not being allowed access to a certain location it made the vampire nearly helpless. It was as close to Jerry submitting to him as Charley would ever get. Though he shouldn't have read that much into it, he was a little honored by it.

Jerry altered his stance. He didn't indulge in sex all that often, blood held a more powerful spell for him, so he'd forgotten how uncomfortable it could be to ignore an erection like this.

"So, can I come in?" he asked smoothly.

"No," Charley answered calmly. Jerry kept calm and titled his head to the side slightly.

"Are we going to my place then?" a dangerous glint came to his eyes.

"I don't trust you enough for that," Charley admitted.

The lust left Jerry's face for a moment and genuine pride replaced it for a moment. "Good boy. But, it seems we've got a bit of a problem huh guy? Only place left is the yard…"

"We're gonna do it here," Charley answered with a confidence he didn't feel. Jerry looked confused for a moment before it dawned on him.

"Here?" he pointed down to where he was standing with an amused smirk, "Charley you naughty boy. Do you want someone to see us?" The vampire winked at him.
Charley's ears burned, "Of course not. I-I just want to protect myself." He silently cursed his nervous stuttering.

Jerry gave an exasperated sigh then looked around. He didn't see anyone who could spot them—not that he really cared, though it could cause future problems for Charley.
"Okay," Jerry agreed easily.

"Just one second," Charley said raising both hands as if making sure Jerry wouldn't budge. He hurried over to the light switch and flicked it off. The room was darker though not pitch black. He refused to give Jerry that advantage even if he couldn't get inside the house.

The movement caused Charley to notice how tight his own jeans felt now. He was already half hard, eager for contact, his hormones coursing throughout his lean frame. Jerry hadn't even touched him yet. Charley couldn't help but be afraid that he seemed to react so strongly to just Jerry's presence.

"Charley," Jerry called out. The mirth had left his voice. It was stern and cold. Charley turned nervously and walked back to him. The closer he got the easier it was to see that Jerry wasn't angry, he was horny. He was trying to bend his knees to alleviate the pressure in his loins with no success. His human looking fingers were drumming rapidly against the doorframe.

"Sorry," Charley blurted as he neared his potential partner.

"Can't leave me hanging like this," Jerry bit out.

"I won't," Charley shook his head. His eyes wandered Jerry's tall toned form. He reached out a slightly shaking hand, "Can I...?"

"Yes," Jerry hissed out. It had been a long time since he'd been dying for another's touch like this.

Charley buried his hand in Jerry's black hair rubbing at his scalp pleasantly. That same hand quickly traveled down to caress Jerry's cheek. He almost laughed at the trembling of the boy's fingers as a thumb slid across his bottom lip. He opened his mouth slightly his tongue pushing forth wanting to taste the soft skin. He turned his head in order to do so when Charley jerked his hand away. Jerry's fingers lightly touched his in order to soothe his fears.

"I won't bite," he promised despite his natural instinct.

He wanted to fully grab Charley's hand and bring it back to his face, but the barrier prevented it. He couldn't enter without an invitation. How he loathed that curse… There was an invisible wall he wasn't able to break through that stopped him from ravaging the eager body before him. He couldn't push past it; though others couldn't see it, it was just as tangible to him as the doorframe he leaned against. It was eerily similar to being a caged animal in a zoo. It was a transparent incarceration he couldn't escape until Charley finally said those fateful words. And despite Jerry's patience, he was eager for that day to come.

The scent of Charley's arousal hit his senses overwhelming him and causing the wonderful fire below his stomach to turn torturous. He sighed in temporary relief when Charley began to touch him again. Though this time those fingers quickly traversed the skin on his neck. It was only natural that as a vampire that was a highly sensitive erogenous zone. A shiver ran down his spine and his fingers twitched. While Jerry was enjoying this thorough exploration of his body, his vampire instincts were screaming for him to regain control. He was meant to be the seducer, he was meant to be the one whose touches caused passion to burn in his partner's body and soul, not the other way around. He moved to try and touch Charley but was met with the inescapable fact that he—for once—was rendered helpless by his lack of invitation.

Charley was fascinated by the way Jerry seemed to rake his dull human fingernails down a sturdy surface he couldn't see. The nearly silent strangled moan took his breath away. Who knew Jerry could be like this? It was admittedly out of character but it was exciting.

Charley's clothes were too hot and tight. He wanted to be touched as well, but allowing that would mean he'd have to leave the protection of his home. He couldn't allow Jerry to have anymore advantages over him.

When he ran both hands down Jerry's chest he nearly jumped back. He shouldn't have been surprised by the lack of a heartbeat but he was surprised that Jerry's slow force-of-habit breathing quickened its pace. Charley slipped his hands under the hem of Jerry's dark t-shirt reveling in both the taut muscles quivering and the icy alabaster skin he found there.

"Charley let me in," Jerry said abruptly.

Charley's hands froze. "Why?"

Jerry resisted the urge to snort at the teen's ignorance. "Because I'd like to touch you too."

Charley gently bit his lip. He seemed so sincere when he said that. But he couldn't lose his resolve—not now.

"I won't," he answered solemnly. His hands traveled upwards once more fingertips grazing the twin buds on Jerry's chest.

"Shit," Jerry growled, "If you ever let me get my cock out of my pants then this is going to be the most difficult fuck I've ever had."

Charley let out an amused chuckle and traversed the muscles on the vampire's stomach.

Jerry's mouth drew into a thin line. So the kid wanted to play a game of cat and mouse?

Fine, he could do that. But it was about time their roles were switched back.

He stepped away from Charley, the teen clearly confused at his actions. Did Jerry not want to do this? Charley's thoughts were frantic. He knew he should have been more worried about the loss of his plans for the safety of those around him but he could only be worried for the loss of a sexual partner. He'd been enjoying touching Jerry much more than he'd ever anticipated and his mind was wandering to what it would feel like when he could allow the vampire to do the same thing for him.

"Forget it Charley," Jerry sighed as he turned away.

Full well thinking Jerry was about to leave, Charley reached out and latched onto the crook of Jerry's elbow. His upper half had leaned out of the doorway to do so. Since Jerry's back was turned to him, Charley was spared the sight of his lecherous smile, but the teen did realize the mistake he'd made instantly. Knowing he had to let go, but too afraid to move, Charley stared at Jerry's back.

Meanwhile, the vampire slowly gloated in his victory. If he so desired, it would have been easy to get Charley off balance and outside into the night. Jerry could have done anything he wanted with him then. Yes he could have done that, but then he would loose the opportunity to be with Charley again. The boy would refuse to place any trust in him, and where was the fun in that? Jerry was the type of sadist who loved to torment people day in day out, not just fuck all once and be done with it.

He looked over his shoulder and quirked a brow. "Can we have some fun now?" he asked in a bored tone.

Charley's breath flowed out of him, leaving his knees feeling like gelatin, and his heart working overtime in his panic.

"Yeah…sure…no problem," he wheezed out, nodding his head emphatically. Jerry walked back, allowing Charley to straighten up and retreat to the safety of his own home.
Though Charley was a bag of nerves he had to think that that was a step in the right direction. Jerry could have easily fucked him on the lawn (an admittedly greatly arousing idea) or just killed him. But he hadn't. It meant Jerry was at least a little interested, which was all Charley needed. And in response to Jerry's question, he thought that yes they could finally have some fun now. While he wanted nothing more than to continue his slow exploration of the other male's body, he knew he would need to quicken the pace.
When Jerry reached the threshold of the doorway, Charley's hands dove for his belt buckle. With uneasy and trembling hands Charley unfastened both belt and jeans, pulling them down so Jerry's sharp hip bones were exposed. Charley was surprised to find a pair of boxers underneath, but it wasn't as if he'd forgone underwear that night either. He hooked his index fingers under the hem and swiftly tugged them down.

Jerry's pulsing erection sprang from its confines, and he let out an inaudible whimper of relief. There was no shame that he was exposing himself in what was nearly a public place, nor any shame that he was with a young boy, there was only the blind very human lust coursing through his dead veins. He watched Charley's face carefully as he stared at his cock.

It certainly was a sight to behold… Though Charley had nothing to compare it to but his own. It wasn't as if he'd ever had a chance to extensively look at another man's penis. He was getting an eyeful now and Jerry smirked at the reaction. There was wonder, self-consciousness, and a twinge of fear in the boy's eyes. Charley steeled his frayed nerves and reached out fully intent on grabbing Jerry's flushed shaft.

"Wait," Jerry cut him off, "Yours too." He pointed down towards Charley's equally aroused groin.

Charley broke the vampire's gaze and stepped back slightly focusing on loosening his own pants. Charley fumbled more with his own clothing and as a result his cheeks turned an adorable shade of pink.

Out of mere instinct Jerry tried to move forward in order to help him. Of course it didn't work, but he did discover something that had never occurred to him. As he met the solid force of the barrier once more, his exposed erection pushed up against it in a rather pleasurable way. With pure need clouding his mind, he surged his hips forward and chocked back down a strangled cry. That felt good. Really good.

Charley looked up to see something that nearly made him orgasm on the spot. Jerry was rutting against something Charley couldn't see, arms on the doorframe to support himself, spread legs shaking with exertion. His cock bobbed lewdly in the air, precum gathering at the head then running down the length. His eyes were clamped shut, and when his mouth opened in a silent scream, the tips of white fangs peaked out from behind full lips. His head fell forward as if supported by whatever force Jerry was thrusting against. Without thinking, Charley's hand slid down and started pumping his own cock. When he let a moan pass his lips, it snapped Jerry out of his self pleasuring.

He watched intently as Charley moved his thin fingers over his own length and was pleased with what he saw. The boy was rather gifted down there himself. What he would have given to be able to suck on that… The thought made Jerry's mouth water. He knew from experience that if semen came from the right source, it could almost be delectable as blood. He didn't know if he could get away with it that night, but at some point he was going to suck Charley off.

Charley looked at Jerry's lustful eyes to see them staring at his rigid member then slowly slick his lips. It was the straw that broke the camel's back.

He strode straight up to Jerry, knowing full well that the barrier would never stop him from going anywhere, and put his body flush against the vampire's. They both gasped at the full body contact, immediately beginning to move their hips. Their lengths slid and rubbed against one another's, the friction forcing the sexual tension to tighten further. Charley took the liberty of touching the older man everywhere and though Jerry tried to do the same he could only let his fingertips weakly grasp onto Charley's hips.

The teen's head was resting under his chin and though he was frantically pumping his hips Jerry nuzzled him. Charley looked up annoyed. Dark eyes were staring at him intently.

"Let me kiss you." Jerry wasn't asking, and that was okay with Charley.

He leaned up and was smothered with another pair of lips. A cold tongue pushed into his mouth, mapping out every contour while two devious hands ghosted over his nipples. The action was pleasant though Charley could really only manage to focus on the plundering of his mouth and fire burning in his loins. In retaliation he let his hands wander back under Jerry's shirt and pinched the vampire's nipples harshly. Jerry groaned loudly into his mouth and the force of his thrusts increased.

The friction, the heat, the light touches, the dominating kiss all culminated into one blinding moment of ecstasy. The tension released and so did Charley, milky fluid soaking into their clothes as it dripped down, coating Jerry's length along with his own precum. Charley broke the kiss needing air. He felt lightheaded but basked in the afterglow.

As he came down from his own bliss he realized that Jerry still hadn't released. He looked down ashamed. Jerry titled his head and placed his lips over the teen's.

He understood. Young men always came too soon, and sometimes his vampiric stamina made him last a little too long. It was something they could work on.

He took Charley's lip between his teeth and nibbled gently. Just because he understood a human's anatomy didn't mean he had any real sort of patience when he was this close to the ultimate pleasure he'd been denied for so long.

Charley looked down uncertain of what to do now that his own length was softening once more. Acting on impulse alone he began to kneel down thinking that Jerry might want him to use his mouth.

"No!" Charley froze and Jerry panted. "Come here." Charley pressed himself closer to the older vampire. "Just move with me. Okay?"

Charley nodded unsurely. He was distracted by another near bruising kiss as Jerry's hips once again started to grind against his own.

Jerry's technique had changed. Instead of the blind coupling they had managed before, his thrusts had become calculated to bring him to a quicker orgasm. He moaned languorously as Charley's nails scratched at his skin. That miniscule amount of discomfort heightened his pleasure. He fisted his hands in the front of Charley's shirt and pulled him closer. He didn't always enjoy a human's body heat. More often than not it was too much, but Charley… Charley… the boy certainly was too much but Jerry enjoyed every second of it.

Charley's heat was seeping into him, his scent was making him dizzy, his thudding heart was echoing in Jerry's chest, his spent seed gradually cooling on Jerry's cock and balls. Jerry brusquely broke the kiss and buried his head in the crook of Charley's shoulder.

Charley took greedy gulps of air thankful that Jerry seemed to be able to support his own weight. If he hadn't been then Charley surely would have fallen over. His knees still felt watery and unsupportive. He winced slightly when Jerry's pants zipper scraped against his skin. He pulled the heavy denim down even further and felt a quick lick on his neck in response. He was certainly dumbfounded when Jerry wound his hands between the barrier and Charley's back.

He held Charley to him so tightly there wasn't an inch of space between them. He ignored the grunt the teen gave indicating he was holding on a little too tight and simply quickened the bucking of his hips. He could feel the coiling of his muscles more pronounced than before, the heat tingling him.

Charley could only guess that Jerry was close to orgasm and if that was the case then he wanted to slightly alter their positions. He was dying to see what Jerry looked like in the throes of bliss. He buried his hands in Jerry's thick black hair and made him bring his head back. Though Jerry met his eyes, they were vacant from the pleasure traveling throughout his body. His mouth opened and closed several times as if to say something, but incoherent moans were all he brought forth. Charley felt that sweet ache settle into his own groin once more watching him. He kissed the older man's chin, occasionally pecking his lips, before kissing along his neck. On a whim, he clamped his dull human teeth onto Jerry's neck. He gave out a startled cry and tensed.

That was it.

Charley pulled back from Jerry's pale throat and was met with a searing kiss. As Jerry kissed him hard enough to make his jaw ache, Charley grabbed his ass and pulled Jerry closer to him.

Jerry growled deep in his throat as he came his hips surging forward. Thick ribbons of chilled semen spurted from his length after decades of building up. It soaked Charley's stomach as well as his own adding to the mess already on their clothes. Eventually his hips stilled the stimulation having become painful for his now oversensitive genitals. His lips left Charley's though he savored the boy's taste on his tongue.

The fog lifted from his mind a bit too quickly for his liking and as a vampire he didn't feel fatigue, though he still enjoyed the perks his body received post copulation. He was pleasantly relaxed all over his thoughts and limbs complacent.

He loosened his grip on Charley letting his hands slide down to the boy's waist stroking tenderly. He rubbed his cheek against Charley's before kissing it and meeting his innocent eyes. He quickly pulled his boxers and pants up around his hips but left them undone—a silent promise he could be ready for more in a few minutes.

Jerry didn't show affection, but he had the inane desire to with Charley. He placed his hands back on Charley's sides, and the teen could swear he felt a slight rumbling coming from Jerry. Was he purring? Could vampires do that?

The more he observed Jerry the more fascinated and enthralled he became with him. The rest of the world didn't exist; only he and the man in front of him did. He ran his hands up Jerry's chest, the vibrations more distinct now. Jerry's dark eyes were focused intently on his face and Charley nearly flushed with the power of that stare. Finally he met Jerry's gaze.

"Can I come in?" This time there was no hidden agenda. This time Jerry didn't want to come into the house merely in order to infiltrate it and make it a part of his domain. Now he wanted to come in so that he could simply be with Charley.

The teen smiled sadly and ran his hand down Jerry's handsome face. He leaned up and kissed him chastely, tenderly, nearly lovingly. He pulled back remembering what he had to do. "Not yet."

Not yet…

Jerry smiled. That was progress…

The smut writes itself I tell you.

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