A/N: Wow, I've actually started this... It's going to be tough to live up to the expectations of you all, but I really hope that I'll make it! I still don't know precisely where this is going, but I'll do my best to come up with a good ending. I might take a while to update this story every time, but again, I'll try to do my best.

If I am here today, posting this I owe it all to the people that have read Of Gods and Vampires, leaving wonderful comments and being generally amazing. I have to thank especially my girlfriend, who's my eternal supporter and bears with me and my angsty moments, BETAs my stuff and gives me precious advices, and my friends Mari and Heather who are great fans of OGAV and have given me nice ideas and suggestions for this sequel.

So yeah, I still don't know what's gonna happen but here we go, enjoy this first chapter and don't forget to let me know what you think about it ;)

When you're here, I don't know where you are
I don't know were you've been
There must be a reason why I'm beneath this jealous sky
I don't need anyone to tell
why I make my life this hell
It's only you and I, underneath this jealous sky

Jealous Sky; Negative.

Chapter 1.

Love isn't just about the constant heartthrob, the fluttering of butterfly wings in the pit of your stomach when your lover is close to you, or the need to constantly make love to them. It isn't about finding your flawless prince charming or your absolutely perfect princess, because if utter perfection is what you're after then sorry, your princess is in another castle, one that doesn't exist: no one is perfect.

Love is about finding that person that once they've seen you at your worst won't run away, the person that will pick you up once you've fallen and help you medicate your wounds. That person that will love all your qualities and tolerate your flaws, the one who will encourage your passions and that would never want to see you become empty and shallow for whatever reason.

Your imperfect prince or princess that will only make you and your life better and stick with you through thick and thin, hold your hand in times of need and never ever leave your side – unless you need some space and well, in that case they'll give it to you, knowing that they're not the problem.

And well, all of the above... Mitchell and Anders had it.

After the ceremony in which Gaia became Idunn, Anders and Mitchell spent a whole week without seeing the other gods; they went to work during the day and got wasted in pubs and clubs whenever they got the chance.

Mitchell was still struggling with his withdrawals and nightmares, the episodes got weaker and less frequent with time, but they were still there and the stress of the whole situation didn't help.

Anders wasn't exactly doing better, he had started having nightmares himself, nightmares that he didn't want to talk about but had him waking up in the middle of the night; he was snappier than usual and a little paranoid, always looking over his shoulder; he also had visions, visions that he didn't tell Mitchell about, of course, but he kept seeing Gaia in random places and at random times, trying to seduce him. There was this urge, deep in his gut, the urge to have Gaia, take her, but both his heart and brain knew better and he genuinely thought that he could overcome that.

Anders loved Mitchell, loved him more than he cared to admit, more than he had ever loved anyone or anything else in his whole life and royally screwing up again because of godly matters was the last thing he wanted; he also loved his brothers, even if he had his own particular way to show it, and sure as hell he didn't want to hurt Axl's feelings.

Anders was breaking, slowly crumbling inside, refusing to open up with the man he loved, too scared to lose him and not understanding that he was making it worse by bottling it all up like that.

Mitchell knew that something was wrong, he knew it by the moment they had got back home from the woods, Anders was an open book to him and Mitchell could see it in his vacant eyes, in the way he flinched at every small noise, sometimes even Mitchell's attentions startled him.

They both tried not to think about it, telling themselves that it was just a bad moment and trying to go on with their lives, but things weren't getting better, they were only getting worse and Anders felt himself slip to rock bottom, subtly dragging Mitchell down with him.

The couple was avoiding the subject, desperately trying not to see the truth, but one night Mitchell couldn't keep silent anymore: They had made love, frantically, desperately, as if they were both scared to see the other vanish from their arms, but there was this void in Anders' eyes that hurt Mitchell more than a thousand spikes to his chest.

"We need to talk," the vampire started as he sat with his back pressed against the bedpost, he wasn't looking at Anders, too scared of what he could have seen there. Anders felt his throat clench and his stomach twist in fear.

"Yeah?" was all he could manage to say before he sat up next to Mitchell. The vampire gathered up all his courage, took a deep breath and looked at Anders.

"I need to know what or who do you think about when you're with me, 'cause-" Mitchell paused, unable to go on because of a lump that had formed in his throat. Anders shut his eyes for a moment, swallowing thickly as he waited for Mitchell to go on. "-'cause you seem so distant, no matter how close you are, and it's doing my head in," Mitchell shook his head, choking back a sob.

"John, if I am here with you it's because I want you, and I love you," Anders looked at Mitchell, and he had never been more sincere in his whole life, but Bragi was inside him, fighting to prevail. "I don't give a shit about Gaia, she's my brother's girlfriend for fuck's sake!"

Mitchell wanted to believe him, but he had seen it happen before and now he wasn't so sure that they could overcome this. "You don't seem to like it when I touch you, anymore," Mitchell shrugged as he finally let it all out "it's like your mind is somewhere far away from here, you're in my arms but... Not really."

Anders widened his eyes slightly. It was true, he irrationally thought about her more than he could endure and it was driving him insane because he didn't care about her, didn't have feelings for her, yet he was completely obsessed. "Don't be ridiculous, I am here, I am with you and I wouldn't wanna be anywhere else," and he wasn't lying, not exactly, because Anders wanted Mitchell, it was Bragi who had different opinions. He moved a hand up to stroke Mitchell's cheek and temple, before he leaned in to kiss his neck "I'm gonna show you how much I want you," he whispered against his ear.

"It's no use if you force yourself to do it," Mitchell tried to keep a straight voice, but it was hard to do so when Anders' tongue was flicking at all the right spots on his neck.

"Oh trust me, it's not forced at all," Anders smirked against Mitchell's wet skin as his hand sneaked under the covers to wrap around Mitchell's cock.

"Anders, don't," Mitchell's voice was almost a whisper, and it definitely hadn't convinced Anders who began to stroke him back to life, "Anders, don't do this," Mitchell was growling now, and Anders stopped to look at him.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" he scowled, Mitchell snorted.

"I don't want more sex, not now," his expression was stern and Anders couldn't reply, not right away.

"Wh-why are you being like this? 'Cause I'm Bragi and there's another fucking Idunn around?"

Mitchell huffed and shook his head "I don't need you to give me a hand job to show me that you care about me." Anders shrugged and pursed his lips.

"Alright, want me to fuck you, then?"

Mitchell flared his nostrils and licked his lips "Sure, that'll help," he nodded "especially since that's exactly what Idunn and Bragi wanna do."

"Are you suggesting we don't fuck anymore?" Anders arched up a brow and Mitchell rolled his eyes.

"No, that's not what I meant, but a shag doesn't exactly prove that you love me."

"But we don't shag anymore, John, we make love," now, Anders might have been Bragi, God of Poetry, but he rarely spoke like that, even to Mitchell, and that's why the vampire knew that he meant it.

"I am sorry, I-" Mitchell started, lowering his gaze "I know that this thing is not your fault, and I know that you don't want things to be like when you met Helen."

Anders' expression softened as the vampire spoke and nodded slightly "Thank you." Mitchell didn't say anything, he just looked at Anders with huge, apologetic eyes "Don't give me the sad puppy look," Anders scowled at him but then gave up, groaning and pulling Mitchell in a kiss.

"You should have been a different god," Mitchell spoke between kisses, cupping Anders' cheek as he sucked softly on his bottom lip.

"Or you should have been Idunn."

Mitchell chuckled "Right, god of apples and fucking Bragi's brains out." Anders pulled back with a completely straight expression.

"No but think about how perfect it would be!"

Mitchell scowled "You can't be serious, there's just no way something like that could ever happen, and I'm a vampire, technically I'm dead and my soul belongs to the Devil," he shrugged "and I don't think you could like... Transfer and force a godly soul into someone else."

"But what if you could?" Anders insisted and Mitchell rolled his eyes.

"In the unlikely possibility that this could be done then yeah, of course I'd be your apple guy," the vampire shrugged and Anders laughed.

"Okay, apple guy," Anders smirked and kissed him again "I shall look into it."

Mitchell sighed, knowing that it was already a lost cause, but he didn't want to upset Anders any further "Okay, can you look into me, now?" he smirked and Anders cocked a brow.

"Oh, someone needs attentions," he teased as he moved to straddle Mitchell's lap "wanna be my horse, for now?" the vampire replied with an attempted neigh that had the both of them in hysterics for a good five minutes.

When their laughter had softened into giggles and finally died down, Mitchell combed his long fingers through Anders' hair, licking his lips as he finally decided to speak "You know, I think we should end the hermitage, you need to see your brothers."

Anders grimaced but didn't complain much "We probably should, yeah," his fingers drawing nonsense on Mitchell's chest, as he spoke "we don't have to hide, and it's stupid to pretend like Axl and Gaia don't exist, right?" Anders didn't know if he actually believed in his own words, but he did look up at Mitchell to see if he agreed with him.

"Exactly, there's no point in being like this. We're all adults, we know where we stand. Axl and Gaia have their own relationship, we have ours," Mitchell shrugged as he smiled down at his boyfriend. Anders smiled himself, he couldn't believe how positive the vampire was being and he couldn't help but tip his head up to capture Mitchell's lips in yet another soft kiss.

"I like it when you talk about our relationship," Anders smirked and nudged Mitchell's nose with his own, tearing a chuckle from the vampire.

"You always say that," Mitchell ran his fingers through Anders' hair again, massaging the back of his head softly "you should talk about that, too."

"What the fuck? I do talk about our relationship, I love our relationship!" Anders shrugged as he scowled up at his boyfriend "In fact, I plan on staying in this relationship forever," he smirked, receiving a sheepish smile and an eye roll from the vampire.

"Alright, no need to act out of character, now," Mitchell sighed as he gently dragged blunt nails down the nape of Anders' neck, the blond shivered at the contact, his eyes fluttering shut for a moment before he could speak again.

"I'm not acting out of character, this is what I want and you know it," Anders pressed his whole palm flush against Mitchell's chest, waiting patiently for that unnatural, every-one-minute heartbeat to thrum against his hand.

It was unbelievable that someone with a dead heart could hold so much love inside, so much kindness and care, despite all the bad deeds he had committed. What Anders still found hard to believe was that that vampire loved him and only him, how he was ready to sacrifice himself for Anders, and something that Anders found even more remarkable was that he was ready to sacrifice himself for Mitchell's sake too. It had been many years since someone had been so kind and loving to Anders, he was only a kid when his family still showed him affection, and that didn't really last long, not with an abusive father and a mother that didn't really want to cope with her four children. Mitchell was his anchor, his pillar of strength, and he would have fought tooth and nail against Bragi and that stupid, irrational attraction towards the girl that meant absolutely nothing to him.

"I know you do, it's just weird to actually hear you say so, that's all," Mitchell reassured him with a shrug.

Anders nodded, not looking up at him as he pressed a kiss on the vampire's collarbone "I know I'm a prick, but I'm trying to be a better person for you," he paused to place another kiss to Mitchell's neck "for us."

Mitchell gulped and smirked softly "Guess I'll have to get used to your corny side, now?" he teased.

Anders promptly snorted "Only for tonight, and for the other nights in which I'll feel like being a bit nicer," he grinned before biting hard on a soft spot of Mitchell's neck, making him cry out in pain.

"Ow! You fucker!" Mitchell tugged sharply on Anders' hair making him groan, but then laugh.

"See? Didn't last that long," Anders licked his lips slowly and teasingly.

"You should pay for this," the vampire grinned.

Anders sniggered "That's all I was waiting for."

–

So the hermitage officially ended when the couple woke up the morning after over two steaming cups of coffee, with the promise of meeting up after work at Mike's and see how things would have gone. Anders kissed Mitchell before leaving for work, and Mitchell lounged on the couch for a few minutes before actually gathering up the courage to text that person he hadn't heard from in a long, long time.

'hey Ty, I know I have been a bit of an arse but I was hoping that maybe we could talk a bit? I could come round to your place, see how are you doing now that you're mortal again. I'll understand if you don't want.'

Mitchell hesitated, his thumb hovering the send button for some moments before he muttered a curse and just hit the button. He set the cellphone down on the coffee table and stood up to at least wash the cups and dishes that had been used for breakfast, trying to keep his mind busy from the millions of bad thoughts that were poisoning his head.

What if Anders and Gaia actually fell in love?
What if Ty didn't want to hear from Mitchell anymore, after he had disappeared like that?
What if he was going to end up alone, all over again?
He knew he would have lapsed, he was sure of it. Anders was his reason to stay clean, the only person worth being human for, he had already lost him once, and he didn't know what could have happened if he'd lost him again… Maybe for good.

Mitchell didn't have much time to angst over such matters, though, because his cellphone chirped with a text message and he nearly dropped the glass he was holding into the sink. He dried his hands on a rather dirty dishcloth and marched over to the coffee table to grab his cellphone.

'you egg, how could you ever think that? I know things have been incredibly hard for both you and Anders, I understand you needed time for yourselves. I'm home right now, if you wanna drop by.'

Mitchell couldn't hold back the chuckle that erupted from his throat, genuine and relieved, as he tapped away on the keyboard of his cell.

'you never know, I haven't been a good friend lately. I'd love to drop by for a chat before work, see you in 20'

Maybe Mitchell didn't actually take twenty minutes to get to Ty's, but when he finally stood in front of the door he needed to take a pointless deep breath to actually find the balls to ring the doorbell. When Ty opened the door he looked nothing like the God of everything dark and cold, he looked radiant, warm and happier than Mitchell had ever seen him.

"Whoa, did I get the wrong house?" Mitchell blinked and Ty scowled at him.

"Oh don't tell me you don't remember me, either, please…" Ty whined as he grimaced and rested his forehead against the doorframe. Mitchell laughed and shook his head, his curls were definitely longer than the last time he and Ty had seen each other, and they swayed wildly along with his head.

"Of course I remember you! We were just texting each other, you dork!" Mitchell clapped both hands on Ty's shoulders "C'mhere, mate. It's so good to see you," he smiled brightly as he pulled Ty into a tight hug that the other man returned with the same enthusiasm.

"You scared me for a moment, bro!" Ty chuckled as he patted Mitchell's back "It's great to see you, too!" he smiled, lingering into that familiar contact for a few moments. "C'mon, get in," he said as he pulled back and stepped aside to let the vampire inside the house.

"You look great, mate! Really!" Mitchell commented with a fond smile as he strode inside the loft. Ty grinned, shutting the door behind his back.

"Well I feel great, now that Hod has left the building," he walked up to the kitchen, Mitchell followed him and rested against the island as he listened.

"Mate, I can only imagine how amazing it is to finally be freed if a curse," the vampire hitched himself up on the island and ran his fingers through his curls.

"It's priceless, indescribable even," Ty shrugged and grabbed the kettle, holding it up "coffee?" Mitchell raised his brows and nodded.

"Ah, yes please," he swayed his legs a little and cocked his head. Ty poured two fresh pots, handing one to the vampire.

"So um," he began, biting his lip before pushing the sugar jar towards the vampire "feel like drinking my blood, now?"

Mitchell nearly dropped his mug "What?" he said a in a tone a bit too high and a bit too loud "No, no I don't," he shrugged "I mean, it does smell nice but no, I don't feel like drinking it," he shook his head and added two spoonfuls of sugar into his coffee.

Ty couldn't help but smirk smugly as he looked down at his own mug "Should I feel flattered or?" Mitchell rolled his eyes.

"Well, do you still find me irresistible and want to get into my pants?" Mitchell asked with raised eyebrows. He mentally punched himself as soon as he spoke those words, regretting them right away. Ty choked on his sip of coffee, coughing and trying not to spit it out. "I am sorry, that was totally uncalled for, sorry," Mitchell muttered into his mug.

"Yeah, that actually was inappropriate," Ty sniggered, and Mitchell watched him blush for the first time ever, "but I'd be a liar if I said that I don't find you attractive, at all." So that time it was Mitchell's turn to choke on his coffee, making Ty laugh.

"I-I thought you loved Dawn!" Mitchell croaked out before he could clear his throat.

Ty shrugged "I do, I am in love with her, but I still got a bit of a crush on the broody vampire."

Mitchell gaped at him, in a mixture of shock and amusement, and blew into his mug "You surely have gained a lot of confidence, you're nearly as silver tongued as your brother Anders, now," Mitchell grinned as he took another sip of coffee.

Ty sniggered and shrugged "Well we are brothers, after all," he took a sip of coffee himself, then they both fell into a comfortable, blissful silence. They were happy to spend some time together after so long, and it felt nice to even just quietly drink their coffee.

It wasn't very long before Mitchell broke the silence, though, finishing off his coffee and setting the mug down on the smooth surface of the island. "So, have you seen Dawn lately?" Ty shook his head and grabbed Mitchell's mug to place it into the sink along with his own.

"Nope, not yet," Ty sighed "but I'm gonna try and swing by JPR," he tilted his head and raised his eyebrows "if Anders doesn't hate me too much." Mitchell snorted.

"He doesn't hate you," Mitchell grimaced, then quickly added with a cocked eyebrow "just don't mention the crush you still have on me," he smirked.

Ty raised his eyebrows and nodded "Oh well, that's very good advice, thank you!"

"Oh, don't mention it," Mitchell pursed his lips and nodded, then scratched his neck softly as he added "so we'll be at Mike's tonight, it'd be nice to see you there." Mitchell smiled as he looked over at the man.

"Dunno, I might? I'll see if I feel like, later," Ty smiled with a nod.

"Alright, cool," Mitchell replied as he looked down. He was itching to tell Ty about the whole Idunn and Bragi situation and how it was slowly driving him mad, but he just couldn't bring himself to do so. He ran both hands nervously through his hair until Ty spoke.

"Alright, spill it. What's wrong with you?" the man asked, one of his thick brows shooting up. Mitchell sighed and shrugged a shoulder.

"Just your brother, he seems so distant lately. He denies, says he's always the same, but I feel like he's miles away from me with his head," he looked up at a confused Ty "I think it's Gaia, I mean Idunn," he frowned before scrubbing a hand over his face.

"Ah man, godly crap," Ty groaned "I am sorry to hear this, Mitch, but I know for a fact that Anders loves you," he nodded with raised brows "I mean, I can hardly believe it myself, but it's true." Mitchell had to snigger at those words.

"You have a slightly better opinion of Anders, that's cool. Because he's really nothing like the monster everyone thinks he is," he smiled fondly, his eyes lighting up as the thought about what Anders had told him the night before.

"I know he's not a monster, he acts like a prick because it's his armor against the world," Ty shrugged as he reassures Mitchell "but it really is the first time that he loves someone who isn't a relative, I can assure you that." he clapped a hand on Mitchell's shoulder and squeezed it softly.

Mitchell didn't say anything, he just grinned over at Ty before sliding off the island "Thank you, Ty. I really need to go now, but it's been lovely to see you."

"It really has," Ty smiled and nodded as he walked the vampire towards the front door.

"See you tonight, maybe?"

"Maybe, yeah."

After a last hug and a couple pats on each other's back Mitchell left Ty's flat to go to work.

–

Anders did go to work, that morning, but after a couple hours he couldn't help but trying to contact his grandfather, he needed to talk to someone, he needed some advice and he needed it fast. Anders didn't actually expect Olaf to answer his phone when he called him, but sometimes Olaf could actually act like the oracle that he was supposed to be and aid the other gods.

They met for lunch, Anders offered to pay for his grandpa, and of course he didn't refuse.

"So, what's troubling you?" Olaf asked from behind his pint of beer. Anders sucked in a deep breath and hung his head for a moment.

"I'm having visions," he started, thumb rubbing slightly at his brow.

"Never had them before?" Olaf cocked a brow and Anders shook his head "Oh, I have them all the time," his grandson snorted.

"I'm sure about that," Anders grabbed his own pint and took a sip of lager "It's Gaia, I see her everywhere, even in the streets."

"That's totally normal, it's Bragi craving for his Idunn," Olaf explained with a dramatic gesture of the hand, Anders waved his own.

"I don't believe in that bullshit, I don't crave Axl's girlfriend, I have Mitchell."

"Bragi doesn't care that you love someone else, he'll always want to nail his wife! No matter how much you hate or find her unappealing, she's the one you're gonna want." Olaf shrugged, and maybe he didn't look like it, but he was genuinely sorry for his grandson, "being a god comes with its perks, I am sorry Anders, Mitchell is a great guy, but-" he shrugged "he doesn't matter to Bragi when there's an Idunn."

Anders nearly slammed his pint into the table, suddenly boiling with rage "It was you who said that he was part of the bigger picture!" he was trying really hard not to shout, but his hands were trembling softly.

Olaf raised his brows and shrugged "That's 'cause there was still no Idunn in the picture," then he cocked his head as he added "he did make you a better person, though. He did a lot for you," he nodded. Anders flared his nostrils and shook his head.

"This is bullshit, complete bullshit."

"It might be bullshit, yes, but deep inside you know that it's true," Olaf patted his grandson's hand softly, then ordered another beer. Anders looked away, outraged.

Yes, his guts told him that he needed Gaia, as usual, but his heart and mind kept telling him that he needed to hold back and don't betray Mitchell. He looked down at the half eaten steak in his plate and pushed it aside, his appetite long forgotten as nausea took over.

"I gotta go back to work," Anders finally said as he pulled his wallet out of his pocket, scattering a few bills on the table.

Olaf scowled over at him "Really?"

"Yeah, I'll see you tonight at Mike's?" Olaf nodded and gave him a thumbs up. Anders didn't add anything and just left the pub.

–

Anders and Mitchell were supposed to meet after work at Mike's, so when Anders left Dawn to close the shop he went straight to the bar where he found his boyfriend sharing a table and a few beers with both Olaf and Ty.

"Well tonight calls for special shots or something, we haven't seen the couple of the year here for a while," Mike teased as soon as Anders walked past the threshold. The blond quirked a brow at those words.

"It's nice to see you, too, Mike," Anders wasn't completely sincere, but it didn't matter.

"Hey, babe," Mitchell flashed him a brilliant grin and both Olaf and Ty laughed as they looked up at Anders who was now standing awkwardly by the table.

"Pet names, eh? Didn't think you were the type," Ty smirked and Anders rolled his eyes, ignoring him as he walked around the table to kiss Mitchell's lips.

"You should have brought Dawn along," Mitchell suggested, tongue poking out of the corner of his mouth as he smirked. Ty choked on his lager and Anders grinned as he squeezed Mitchell's shoulder, no matter what happened the vampire always had his back, it was insane.

"I'm sure Ty would have made a complete fool of himself, I don't want my assistant to be traumatized," Anders shrugged as he slid into the free seat beside Mitchell.

Ty was just about come up with something venomous, but the front door swung open and Axl, Zeb and Gaia strode inside the bar, freezing as a heavy, uncomfortable silence fell upon the room. Mitchell noticed the way in which Zeb's body twitched, the boy would have wanted to run up to the table and greet the vampire, but he felt like it could be seen as a betrayal by his best friend.

Axl and Gaia ignored the four people sitting at the table and walked up to the counter to greet Mike and order their first round of drinks, both hitching themselves up on the stools, followed by Zeb after a few moments.

"That's ridiculous, are they seriously avoiding us like that? Like we're not even here?" Anders pulled a face as he took a large swig of Mitchell's Corona.

"Mature," Mitchell commented as he shifted into his chair, gaze glued to Gaia and the way she only seemed to have eyes for Axl. He liked that.

"Well I am mature, unlike them, so I guess I'll have to act like an adult," Anders announced as he rose from his seat. Mitchell watched him with a quirked brow.

"Why don't you just leave it?" Ty huffed as his brother walked up to the counter.

"Hey there," Anders received a few glances but no answer, so he went on "look bro, I don't even know why you're being like this, because I really don't care about your girlfriend. She's not my type, plus you know, I already have a boyfriend, a very attractive one."

Back at the table Mitchell, Ty and Olaf didn't know whether to snigger in amusement or palm their faces in second-hand embarrassment.

"You do realize that I am standing right here, yeah?" Gaia scowled at Anders.

"Yeah, but this is mainly between my brother and I, 'cause you know," Anders shrugged as he went back to Axl "I have no desire to get into her knickers, so you can take a breath now."

Gaia snorted "I'd rather die than let you inside my knickers, you're disgusting."

Anders was just about to insult her when Axl just glared down at him, arms folded across his chest as he jerked his head towards the door "I think it's better if you fuck off, you don't wanna deal with me right now." Anders cocked a brow at the threat and Mitchell stood so quickly that he nearly knocked his chair down.

"What's the problem, Axl? We're free to stay here just like you," Mitchell half teased as he walked up to them.

"Stay out of this, Mitchell. I have nothing against you, so don't make it worse," Axl warned as he kept his gaze focused on Anders.

"Oh you don't talk to my boyfriend like this," Anders nearly growled, and Mitchell couldn't help but manifest.

"Don't play with fire, you might get badly burned," Mitchell's words were hoarse and low, probably how a lion would sound if it could talk. Axl, Gaia and Zeb flinched at the black eyes and the protracted fangs, and when Anders looked up at him he widened his eyes.

"John," he said calmly as he wrapped his fingers around Mitchell's wrist, giving it a firm squeeze to bring him back to his human side. Mitchell's pupils went back to normal and his fangs retracted as he looked down at Anders.

"Vamping out in my bar, really?" Mike couldn't help but cutting in with a growl. Mitchell's nostrils flared and his jaw clenched as he shot Axl one last glare.

"We're going, but not 'cause you said so," the vampire hissed a few inches away from Axl's face. He may have been shorter than the boy, but he had definitely gave him a fright. Anders shook his head and followed his boyfriend outside.

"I had everything under control," Anders began.

Mitchell held up a hand to cut him off "Don't even start, alright? Let's just go home, you know I hate it when these things happen."

Anders pursed his lips, he would have still wanted to justify himself but he knew that it would have been better to just keep his mouth shut, at least until he actually got back home.

Mitchell flicked the lights on as soon as he stepped into the flat, shrugging his leather coat off and hanging it on the rack. The ride back had been awfully quiet, and it was mainly because the vampire was still thinking about the things he said to Gaia. "Did you mean that?"

"What are you talking about?" Anders scowled at his boyfriend as he hung the coat on the rack himself.

"What you said to Gaia, did you mean all of that?" Mitchell clarified with his back turned on Anders, he was too scared to look into Anders' eyes. He heard the god huff, then felt his arms wrapping around his waist.

"Yes, John. I did," Anders' hands quickly found their way down to the front of Mitchell's jeans, popping the button open and pulling down the zipper. The vampire tensed up a little underneath his touch, so he pressed a kiss to the nape of his neck. He slipped his hand past the waistband of Mitchell's boxers and his practiced fingers went to wrap around the vampire's cock.

"Anders," Mitchell's voice was nearly a whisper. He looked down at Anders' hand disappearing into his boxers and swallowed thickly as he steadied himself on the wall. "Is it me that you want?" another whisper, or maybe it was more of a hiss.

"I want you, John," Anders dragged blunt teeth down the back of Mitchell's neck, making him shiver and moan softly "I want you to scream my name while you fuck me," he slowly began to pump his fist along Mitchell's cock "I wanna scream your name while you make me yours," he began to suck on the crook of the vampire's neck, earning himself another moan, this time louder "and then I want you to tell me how much you love me while you come inside me."

Mitchell's knees buckled under his weight and he nearly had to use his nails to anchor himself to the wall, as he tried not to lose his balance "And you? Do you love me?" he groaned at how Anders' thumb teased his slit and underside.

"You know I do, don't make me say it," Anders' squeezed Mitchell's cock, making him growl and buck his hips "Fuck me, John," his strokes became faster and Mitchell wrapped his fingers around Anders' wrist to stop him and pull his hand out of his boxers.

"C'mhere, then," Mitchell growled as he pressed Anders into the wall and tongued his mouth open. He kissed him in a fierce, possessive way, licking inside his mouth, biting his lips then dipped his head to reach his neck. He nudged a knee between Anders' legs, and as the vampire began to suck bruises on the pale, soft skin of the god's neck, Anders started humping Mitchell's legs with small, needy moans. Mitchell's cock was stirring in his pants, angry arousal making him want to take Anders there and then, as he felt the god's erection rubbing eagerly against his strong thigh.

"Go get the lube and take your clothes off," Mitchell growled against Anders' jaw, and he didn't have to ask twice because Anders squirmed out of his hold so quickly that he nearly tripped. Mitchell sucked in a shaky breath as he tried to calm down, he was so angry and horny that he was struggling with the pointless need to bite Anders, not because he was hungry, but because he wanted to claim him like he had never done before. He couldn't do that, though, no matter how jealous he was, his mind and heart were still stronger than his instincts, so he shook those dark thoughts away and toed his shoes off before ridding himself of his jeans and boxers. When Anders came back naked with an half empty bottle of lube in his hand, he found Mitchell tangled into the two shirts he was trying to peel off of his torso.

"What are you doing, you egg?" Anders chuckled and padded up to his boyfriend to help him getting out of the shirts. Mitchell finally tossed the shirts aside and looked down at Anders through the long locks that had fallen in front of his eyes, Anders pushed back a few and handed him the bottle "There's a new one too, if we'll need it." Mitchell smirked and took the bottle from his hand, thumbing it open.

"You forget about grocery but stock up on lube like there's no tomorrow," Mitchell chuckled as he got down on his knees and poured lube on his fingers. Anders grinned down at him.

"That's 'cause I'd rather skip a meal than a root with you," Mitchell sniggered and kissed Anders' inner thigh.

"Such a flatterer," the vampire smirked up at him as he gently pulled Anders' legs apart to sneak his hand between them.

"Oh well you know me and my way with words, I-" Anders would have rambled on, but the two fingers that were suddenly pressing inside of him cut him off, making his neck arch back and hit his head into the wall as a moan tore from his throat.

Mitchell worked his fingers in and out of his boyfriend in a steady pace, while his mouth was occupied with Anders' perineum and balls, his free hand didn't remain unused as it wrapped around Anders' erection and stroked at the same rhythm of the fingers that were pumping up inside him.

"J-John!" Anders cried out, his hips stuttering incoherently as they didn't know whether to buck into Mitchell's fist or rock down onto his fingers and mouth. He was about to reach his limit, he could feel it burn at the base of his spine, making his balls contract and his tip leak lavish all over Mitchell's hand. "G-gonna come, John, John!" but Mitchell's thorough work stopped abruptly, making the blond cry out in frustration when long fingers slipped out of him and unwrapped from around his length. "Cruel prick!"

"You have no idea," Mitchell grinned as he rose back up to his feet, hooking his hands on the back of Anders' knees to lift him up and press him flush against the wall.

"Oh my God," Anders couldn't help but growl as he circled Mitchell's waist with his legs.

"John will do."

"That's my line!" Anders protested with a smirk, then hit his head back into the wall again when the vampire pushed him down onto his erection, "Oh, fuck!" he wrapped his arms around Mitchell's shoulders, his toes curling as he felt him thrusting hard and slow into him, tearing all kinds of groans and eager sounds from his lips.

Mitchell's fingertips dug into Anders's thighs as he held him up against the wall, his strength and stamina didn't even make his knees hurt, nor his muscles sore "Come for me, my darling, come!" he groaned against Anders' open mouth. The god couldn't say anything coherent and just moaned loudly, blunt nails scraping the skin of Mitchell's shoulders, so deeply that he nearly drew blood from those red marks.

"I'm coming, oh shit babe, I'm coming!" Anders cried out as his back arched and his hips rocked down frantically into Mitchell's, coming hard between their stomachs in thick, white streaks of pleasure, his muscles clenching tightly around his boyfriend.

Mitchell followed right after, with a couple more sloppy thrusts, growling as he wrapped both his arms tightly around Anders, his hips bucking up on their own as he rode out his own orgasm "I love you, Anders," he moaned against the god's ear "I love you." Anders' fist gripped at the hair on the back of Mitchell's head, pulling him back to look him in the eye.

"Love you, John," he pressed their lips together into a frantic, messy kiss until they were nothing more than a trembling, panting tangle of limbs.

Anders did love Mitchell, did love what they had just done, but his guts were twitching painfully and he was fighting back the knot in his throat that was making it hard for him to breathe or speak again. Bragi was rebelling, telling him that Mitchell wasn't enough, that he needed Gaia to quench his thirst, but Anders buried that voice in the back of his mind as he broke the kiss to stroke the vampire's face "Take me to bed?" he asked softly.

"'Course," Mitchell gently pulled out and promptly scooped him up again to carry him into their bedroom.

Once they were in bed they shared sleepy, lazy kisses until the vampire drifted off to sleep, Anders carefully untangled himself from Mitchell's arms and legs, quietly sliding off the bed to tiptoe into the bathroom. He held fast onto the sink, trying to take in as many deep breaths as he could, staring down at his white knuckles until he eventually looked up into the mirror and saw her standing right behind him in a silk gown and nothing else. Anders choked back a cry and quickly turned around to see nothing but his own shadow projected against the wall.

"Fuck..." he scrubbed both hands over his face and forced himself to go back to bed.

To be continued…