Another wonderful chapter, delving into the world of Zaccarius Zephiris! Some lovely lemon between our vampire and his long-time bully~ I hope this meets everyone's desires! Please read and review, very much appreciated and I return your love equally if not doubled! Thanks so much to everyone!

~pinkstring~

*note: the next chapter is from Zac's point of view. Please, in your reviews, let me know what kind of pov style you like best! Third person, first person, and if first or multiple-first, who do you like hearing from best? Or, do you like me mixing it up like this? Thanks again guys!*

Chapter 21

Once I heard the water running, I shoved the rest of the cold, leftover pizza in my face and ran back into my room. I'd never felt such shame for leavin' my shit everywhere! I gathered up all the clothes off the bed and floor and shoved them into a corner of the closet, rolled up the dirty posters, and straightened the bed. My room was cleaner than it'd been in years. I drew the curtain, fixing the couple rings that had come off the cloth, and then went back to the closet. I pulled down the box from the top shelf and tucked it under the bed, then went out to the living room. As I was setting up a racing game, I heard that angelic little voice calling from the shower.

"Zac! Zac?" I sprang up, but stopped myself. I had to stop losing my cool around him. I was the seme here. I walked up to the door.

"Yiiiisss, nerd-face?" I heard him scoff behind the door.

"Uh… where're your towels 'n' stuff?" I smirked and opened the door, hearing him jump back behind the curtain to hide.

"Like you got somethin' I ain't seen before," I laughed. "They're up here." I slid open a small closet and pulled a pink towel off the top shelf.

"Oh. Arigato…" I sat on the lid of the toilet, amused as Tetsuji shifted behind the curtain.

"Well?"

"I-you-… okay…" His face was such an adorable shade of red as he slid out of the shower, dripping wet, shrunk from being cold, and snatched the towel from the counter. I tried hard not to laugh as he bolted back behind the curtain to dry off, hiding his privates. "I'm just cold, stop laughing!" He scolded, his voice shaking. I got up and left, closing the door behind myself, and found Max in the hall.

"What're you doin' up?" I asked as he went to the kitchen.

"Hungry… who's in there?" Max yawned and stared into the open fridge, not finding anything of interest.

"There's a bag of pretzels in the pantry," I pointed and he followed. "Uh… Tetsuji?"

"Honda?! What's he doin' here?!" I put a finger to my lips, snatching the bag of pretzels and holding it away from Max tauntingly. His jaw dropped. "Aw, naw, man… naw… really?"

"I think I can make this work, and I'm not lettin' you get between me and a good lay, so getchur junk food and get outta my face," I growled, thrusting the bag into his chest. He took it and opened it with a glare. After two pretzels and a long pause, he looked back at me.

"Good lay… you done him already?" There was a smile playing in his eyes as he asked, an eyebrow raised at me.

"Urm… uh… yeah…" Max snorted and shook his head.

"I won't say nuffin'. Just keep it down until Mom's night meds kick in. She took 'em five minutes ago."

"A'ight. Thanks." I let out a heavy sigh as Max disappeared into his own room. I heard muffled bass and figured he had his blared headphones in to knock himself out. Tetsuji came out a few minutes later, on cue, and I could smell whatever glorious shampoo he brought with him filling the room.

"Your brother's okay with me being here?" He asked sheepishly.

"I told you, don't worry about what he thinks. Even if he didn't agree, he don't got a say," I reassured Tetsuji, scooping an arm around his shoulder. "Now sit your ass down and choose a racer." Tetsuji smiled and obeyed, picking up a controller.

"I've not played this one…"

"Good, I'll have an advantage. I'll take it easy on ya," I smirked, picking my favorite racer and his motorcycle. An hour and twelve races later, I was slaughtered at nine to three. He was laughing his ass off to the side, almost crying.

"All these games have the same basic controls, what do you expect from someone who spends all his time alone?" Tetsuji mocked himself, laughing between words. I threw the controller down, faking irritation. I couldn't stay upset with him, but I could at least act like it. I turned the game off and stormed off to my room, waiting for my uke to follow and comfort me. He did so a few minutes later. "Aw, Za- Zac, wait!" He quieted, sitting next to me after I face-planted the bed. "I'm sorry, but should I have let you win?" He teased, poking my shoulder. I turned my head and peeked over at him, then grinned.

"Nah. I beat you at everything else anyways," I muttered. I rolled off the bed and took him with me, wrestling until I had him pinned and I straddled his back. He laughed a bit, flexing his wrists under my grip.

"Not really… I could throw you off if I wanted to," he admitted. I'd almost forgotten as I eased off of him and he sat up.

"Yeah, well, not all of us get superpowers." I watched, admiring his cute, o-shaped yawn. "Don't get tired on me. We're pulling an all-nighter."

"Doing what?" Tetsuji moaned, crawling up onto the bed and snuggling up with a pillow. I felt hot iron prodding my core as I watched his feline display of stretching and curling.

"You…," I said under my breath, getting up in bed with him. He straightened, and I soon found myself on top of him, grinning down at the green-eyed angel who stared back innocently.

"Do what now?" His cheeks darkened, and I pressed my lips to his gently. So soft… I pulled away, getting ahead of myself, and leaned down to his ear.

"Strip…"

"Huh?" I sat up and leaned off of him, grinning.

"Strip!" I commanded, crossing my arms. He sat up carefully, giving me a small, nervous smile as his fingers wound down to the hem of his shirt. He pulled it up and off, showing me that pale, thin torso that wound down to a set of feminine hips. "All of it." He got up off the bed, giving me a chance to get a few playthings out from under the bed and keep them hidden beside me. He gave me a wonderful view as he put his back to me and weaseled his way out of his skinny jeans. Such a cute little round ass… I leaned off the bed and grabbed one juicy cheek through his briefs, making him yelp in surprise.

"Zac!" I kissed his back, letting my other hand run up his stomach as I went to my knees behind him. He shuddered, holding perfectly still for me. I hooked my thumbs under the elastic and pulled his briefs down slowly. His milky, toned legs stepped out of them carefully, and he turned around, a loose hand over his deep red face. I stood and took his hand, kissing it, and wrapped an arm around his torso. I held his naked, lithe body close to mine, growling at the growing warmth in my stomach. He shuddered a sigh and pressed his head into my chest.

Then, I jerked away and pushed him onto the bed. His slightly damp hair bounced in waves around his head as I got on top of him and held him down, pressing on his back. I massaged his rear flesh with one hand, unable to resist the urge to claw and grope. My hand grabbed reflexively as I kissed at his neck. He moaned underneath me, his ears heating up faster than the rest of him.

"Gonna have so much fun with you tonight," I growled. I could see him tremble at my words. I sat up for a moment, feeling around for… ah, there it was. He looked over his shoulder curiously, but I pressed his face back down into the pillow.

"Hmmf!" Once I was sure he was gonna stay there, I took both hands, squirting out a generous amount of warming lube, and rubbed it between my palms and up my fingers. It smelled of vanilla. I ran one hand up his back, massaging his spine gently, and I saw him melt into my bed as he relaxed. My other hand kept up squeezing and pulling at the flesh of his rear pointed so submissively at me. I tested him by pushing a finger up inside, getting a stiff grunt in response. I held still and then started moving it until he was moaning and pushing back on me for more.

"Ah-ah… hold still," I told him, sliding off. I was starting to get way too hot, so I took a minute to strip down too. I made sure the door was locked before going back over to the naked boy on my bed. He leaned up and looked over at me, propped on his elbows. I had to soak in the sight. The curtains shifted as the fan blew air in the room, tossing rays of moonlight over his pale skin. His back curved down to the perfect hills of his ass, then trailed down firm, thin legs that crossed and bent at the knees in anticipation. I felt myself growing just at the sight of his ready body, and I saw him blush as he watched me grow more excited.

"Zac," he uttered, hiding his face behind a piece of bunched-up blanket. I came over and ran a hand through his soft, wavy hair, then pushed his head back down to the bed so he was laying down straight.

"Relax. Close your eyes. Trust me," I said slowly. I leaned down and whispered it in his ear. "Trust me…" He sighed again, his long eyelashes fluttering over his glowing green eyes. They closed, and I crawled over him on the small bed. I ran a hand down his back, feeling the warm gel slick the action. His shoulders shifted, trying to sink deeper into the bed. I leaned over and lubed up a small device I knew he would enjoy, as long as he trusted me. I pressed the tip against him and he tensed, feeling the cold metal.

"Zac?"

"Sh-sh… trust me. Just relax," I repeated, pushing it all the way in. It was tiny, maybe a quarter-inch by four inches long, with a strong wire attached. He squirmed, adjusting, and then I turned it on. My eyes rolled back in my head at the angelic sound that poured from his lips. Such a melodic moan, surprise and fear harmonizing with pure bliss… it was like he was singing to me.

"Zac!" I watched him flex and tense, trying to draw the device in deeper, and then I saw his hips moving. I could only imagine how turned on he was, pushing himself into the mattress for friction.

"Here, let me help you with that," I whispered, pulling him up into my arms. I leaned back against the wall and pulled him into my lap, running a hand down his stomach and gently stroking his semi-soft member. It sprang to life in my hands, hardening fully, and I gripped it firmly. He panted softly, clutching at my chest with short, erotic nails. I could feel the vibrations on my leg as he squirmed, blushing and moaning quietly. He pushed into my hand, already wetting my palm with pre. I moved so he was straddling me, holding himself up on his knees, and I thrust up so our erections met in the middle. He gasped loudly and pushed into my thrust, bucking onto my erection like a dog in heat. I gripped both our lengths together and turned the vibrator up a notch as I rubbed us together. His cries grew shrill, and he wrapped his arms around my shoulders.

"Za-! … Za-Zac! More! Want… more!" He begged, one hand running up my neck and gripping the roots of my hair. He pulled like he was trying to scalp me, which only made me stroke us both harder. I managed to stop long enough to turn it off and pull it out of him roughly. He gasped and fell back on the bed, moaning with need. "Zaaaaaac… please, put it in…"

"Put what in?" I panted. I was hungry, but I wanted to make this last as long as possible.

"Put it… Zac, fuck me, please," he begged, his legs spread wide. His face was cherry red, irresistible as his wide green eyes looked up at me. I wiped the bullet off and put it away, then returned to him with a smile.

"No." The look of defeat and desperation on his face almost brought me to my knees.

"No?" He rolled to his side, pouting sadly. I held up a large black phallus, almost an inch thick and seven inches long. He stared at it, blushing again and shrinking down.

"I want to watch you fuck yourself," I said, leaning down to his ear in a whisper. I poured lube over the tip and wanked the dildo, holding it at my crotch to make it look like my own, then threw it onto him. He caught it, flinching and blushing.

"You want… but…" He sat up slightly, staring at me as I sat on the foot of the bed. I absently stroked myself, amused by his embarrassment.

"Come on. Show me what you would want me to do," I taunted, running a hand down his leg. He shivered and moved so that he was exposed for me to see again. His pink hole puckered in anticipation, and I licked my lips dryly as he held the dildo down by his entrance.

"Zac… I can't," he said in defeat, shoving his face into a nearby pillow. I took the hand holding the dildo and pushed the tip to his entrance.

"Yeah, you can. Pretend it's me. I wanna watch, please?" I asked as he looked up at me. He slowly pushed it in himself, and I let go to lean back and watch. I felt my cheeks, and the rest of me, heat up very quickly when he suddenly jammed the whole thing in up to the base.

"Ah!" He bit his lip and pushed his face into the pillow again, waiting to adjust. My cock throbbed with need as I eyed how his hole tensed around the object. It would be so easy to just slide in there once he was done… oh, I hope he didn't finish because of this… Tetsuji looked back at me, and then he slowly removed it and pushed it back in again.

His head rolled back in a slew of loud moans as he found a quick rhythm, working the toy in and out of himself like a machine. His other hand found his dick, pumping it at the same speed as he pistoned the toy inside himself. Finally, I could take it no longer. With a growl, I climbed over him, and he stopped with a gasp.

"Zah… wait…," he panted, putting both hands up on my chest. He pushed me lightly and I sat back up slowly. I could feel my body creaking as I forced myself not to pounce back onto him. I eyed the end of the toy sticking out of him as he got onto his knees in front of me. I suddenly wished I had one of those sweet, kinky tail-dildos… A little black tail for my green-eyed neko-suji… I groaned when I felt his small hand around my length, and I watched in amazement as his head lowered to my center. I nearly fainted from pleasure as his cool lips slid down over my head.

"Ahhh… Hon…da… you don't have tah…" I couldn't finish my sentence as he suddenly sucked hard on me, dragging tight, sharp blades of bliss up from my balls. "God!" My hand slowly found his head, shaking as I stroked his hair, and he put his hand over mine to encourage me. I gripped his hair tight and pulled him down further. I felt sharp fangs brush the skin at the base of my dick and paused, but he was slow and gentle about it. His mouth was cool and moist, refreshing next to the heat my body radiated, and he made it so damn tight I felt like I was going to pop! Then came more of his delicious moans… he purred around his mouthful, head bobbing between my thighs, and I could almost see the white, feathery wings on his back, tucked tight against his ivory skin. "Tet… suji…," I groaned, feeling my feet prickle under my weight. Every bit of energy in my body was drained to my core, like he was an incubus sucking my soul out of my cock. "Where the fuck did you learn to do this?" I panted a laugh. His small but firm tongue lavished all around my cock, and I suddenly tugged him away, panting heavily. He pouted up at me, as if thinking he'd done something wrong.

"Zac?" He wiped his mouth, blushing pink again. I grabbed his face in both hands.

"No, no, it was fine- it, it was better than fine… that was awesome… but I don't wanna finish like that." I pushed him back onto the bed, seeing him cringe when reminded of the large toy lodged in his backside. I reached down and slowly pulled it out, watching his expression carefully. I didn't want to miss a second of that beautiful, tormented face. "Now it's my turn… you ready for me?" I gripped his hips tight in my hands, my thumbs pressing under his pelvic bone. He trembled under me, his cool hands working up my chest. He nodded fervently, and I shoved it all in at once.

"Ahhhh!" He groaned, throwing his head back again, and I captured his jaw between my lips. I worked down to his neck, trying to distract myself from his impossibly narrow heat. Even with the huge toy, he was still so damn tight! I slowly slid my hips back and then pushed my weight back into him, drowning in his lavish moans. His legs folded around my middle, and I pulled on his hips roughly to help dig deeper. As I pushed deeper and deeper inside, he cringed and let out a particularly shrill cry. I found it. I pulled out and took aim, impaling it with my next blow and earning an even louder cry. "ZAC! There!" He demanded, pushing back weakly. I hugged his thin body up next to mine and found a good rhythm, growling like an animal as I worked our bodies together. His hands pulled at my hair, and mine pulled at his dick. It was hot and slick between our stomachs, growing near explosion.

"Wait for me baby, come on," I begged, letting out a few groans of my own as heat stabbed deep into my core.

"C-co-cominnnnng!" He cried as he spilled between us both, filling what little space was left with hot, white fluid. He tightened in a death grip around me, dragging my release up from my tense shaft and pouring into his insides. He shuddered with relief, his body still jerking in my direction. Bliss filled me and I couldn't remove myself just yet. I rolled to the side, holding him tight in my arms, and pulled the blanket over us both. I could feel him pulsing and puckering around my softening shaft; it almost brought me back up. He kissed my neck gently as I slipped out, and I looked down at him, our panting breaths the only sound for a few moments. "Zaccarius…," he sighed dreamily, nuzzling into my chest.

"Tetsuji…" And I passed out peacefully beside him.

:P Didn't really know how best to end it... so~ I ended it how a normal, sexually healthy couple would... again, please read and review! Much appreciated, and I know my definition of "soon" is vague, but the next chapter WILL be up SOON! Love love love you all! Thanks so much! Pinkstring out~