Still plugging along! No idea if anyone's still reading, but I'm committed. This story may be basically an excuse for smut, but I enjoy the actual story parts, too.
Warning – sexual content ahead, not for kiddies.
Squeenix owns these characters, also my firstborn child.
WITH THE DEAD
Chapter 10
When the vampire family woke early that evening, it seemed business as usual had been restored. Before they even let him up to shower, the parents attempted their normal, shared, first-thing-after-sleep feed, and to their great relief, Zack took the blood from each with no argument or hesitation.
Zack was more than his old self again, he was full of boundless teenage energy, all but dragging his sires out onto the large, isolated property and raiding the locked shed where they kept practice swords, staffs, and some other unused equipment, mostly various kinds of armor which Zack always refused, but the parents continued to offer.
"Hey, you haven't told me…" Zack called to Angeal as they, swords in hands, circled each other. "…how can vampires die?"
"Very difficultly," Genesis quipped from the tree stump he was sitting/posing on.
"Ha, ha."
"You've probably heard the stories about the stake to the heart thing, Pup." Angeal feinted left, swung and was parried. "Good one. Anyway, that works, but it has to be wood from a certain kind of tree. We know white ash and Mideelian rowan so far, but there could be more. Not a lot of testing going on, you know?" Angeal joked himself, in his usual dry way.
"Is that how Dracon and Galen died?"
"We're not sure, Pup." Zack lunged, Angeal stepped easily away. "That part of the story has been lost to us."
"So there are other ways. Tell me."
"Aren't you being a trifle morbid so early in the evening, my little lamb?"
"Babe, these are reasonable questions." Genesis rolled his eyes and smiled, pretending to study his fingernails. Angeal spoke to Zack again, as their duel continued. "Fire can do it, but it's a gamble. Some survive and are very weak a long time before they recover. And let's see…I think the only other is decapitation."
"Have you guys ever killed a vampire?"
"We speak from knowledge, not experience, of this topic," Genesis said, a fake melancholy in his melodic voice. "Might have to off Merrick, though…"
"That nice guy from the party?" Zack ducked a swing, though he knew Angeal wouldn't have actually cut him with it. "Why?"
"Well, apparently he enjoyed your dallying with Alan more than expected, and now he's very eager to set up some playdates."
Angeal blocked Zack's swing. "Good, Puppy. Pup, don't ever feel pressured by something like this. I know you had fun with Alan at the party, but you're underage and you were aroused, you would've let anyone touch you in that state. If you want to see Alan again, that's fine, if not, that's also fine. We can make Merrick back off."
Zack paused fighting to shrug. "I guess it might be fun to do again, but really, it's enough having you guys. Although, I did wonder – "
Zack halted suddenly, his sword fell from his hand, and his head tilted upward, hips jutting forward in what Genesis, at least, took as an invitation. Neither sire was alarmed, as Zack spontaneously orgasming was common and frequent; during fighting, when it happened weapons were lowered until he was done and had shaken the arousal off. This one, however, seemed to be unusually strong, and the boy started to fall. Genesis got to him milliseconds before Angeal, eased the boy down to the grass, and reached into his pants.
"Unh, unh," Zack panted, grabbing Genesis's wrist to make him stroke faster. The sire, however, preferred to prolong the pretty sight, and went at a slower pace.
Kneeling down on the boy's other side, Angeal cupped and stroked the luminescent face, brighter to their vampire eyes than the moon above in the darkness. Genesis had yanked the pants down and was sucking the spurting organ; Zack's deep pink lips opened to cry, and Angeal's mouth crashed into them.
Daddy, Daddy…
Gaia, that word did it for Angeal, wiped his mind of everything but Zack mine my baby MINE need him now. Mentally, Angeal asked the newborn, who was beginning to come down, what he wanted. There was no immediate answer, that was odd, Zack was hesitating. Genesis noticed as well, and came up to the other side of Zack's face.
Baby cub? What were you wondering?
Zack caught his breath, mostly, and opened his jewel-like eyes. You guys are… Still hesitating. Trying to reassure, the sires each slid a hand into the soft spiky hair, stroking his face and scalp. Zack closed his eyes again. Like that. You guys are always focused on me.
Genesis looked amused. Is that strange, cub? What else would we be focused on?
Angeal thought he understood, but mentally nudged Zack to keep speaking. Say what you're thinking, Pup. You know you'll never be in trouble.
I just feel kinda bad. You guys never do anything…you know…with each other.
Genesis laughed, both mentally and out loud. "Oh, so that's it. Baby cub, we do. We have our grownup playtime while you're asleep, that's all."
Zack looked relieved. "Really? Oh, good. I was afraid I was…like…"
"Getting in the way? Hardly. I think our sex life is even better since you."
"Really? Why?"
"Isn't it obvious, Pup?" Angeal smiled, cupping a pale cheek and running his thumb over Zack's lips. "Because we're both happier."
Sighing with relief, Zack awkwardly curled an arm around each sire's neck and pulled them into a hug. When they were released, Genesis, to give some proof, grabbed Angeal by the collar, and above Zack's chest gave him a long, slow, tongues-battling kiss. When they finally withdrew from it, they looked down to find Zack having another orgasm. Angeal watched the beautiful sight of pleasure contorting Zack's features, something he never got tired of, while Genesis pressed his face into Zack's neck to kiss him and whisper in his ear.
"I see, baby cub. You've been wanting to see Mommy and Daddy pleasure each other as we did before you came to us, and as we do when you're asleep. Hmm?"
Zack cried out, head quickly tilted back, and thrust hard into Genesis's cupping hand. Angeal slid his own hand under Zack's neck, thinking it might make him more comfortable. When it finished and Zack was catching his breath, Genesis stood and began to elegantly disrobe.
"'Geal, be a dear and get the cub undressed, will you? Then strip."
"Gonna let me in on what you're thinking, babe?" Angeal received Genesis's idea mentally and immediately hardened fully. "Oh, I see."
"Hmm? What are you guys up to?" Zack said as his clothes were removed. He absently noticed how nice the soft grass felt against his bare back.
"What the cub wants, the cub gets, and it seems the cub wants a front row seat to Mommy and Daddy's private time."
Zack would've blushed if he could, and if Genesis had given him time, but immediately he found himself laying on top of his elder sire, his back pressed to Genesis's chest. Genesis's arms enfolded him lovingly, and Zack played with his soft artist's hands, one of his favorite parts of Genesis's body.
"I don't understand."
"You'll see, Pup." Angeal, now nude, knelt down between two pairs of legs. "Usual rule applies, okay? Tell me what it is."
"Stop you if I don't like something."
"Good boy."
"'Gealy, much as I love watching you in teacher-mode, I think you're supposed to be fucking me right now."
Zack squirmed a little, but both sires gently kept him from getting up. "But I'm in the way."
"Never," Angeal said, leaning down to kiss him.
"You're more like the cherry on top," Genesis murmured into the boy's ear, and reached between his legs. "Not to mention the source of my favorite lubricant."
"Mmm…don't know if I can again yet…"
"We're in no hurry." Angeal stroked Zack's sides, a comforting gesture he'd done even when the newborn was human. For some reason he loved the slight curve of waist into hips, but then, there was no part of Zack he didn't very nearly worship. "In fact, if it won't ruin the mood, Gen…"
"Oh, yes, the precog test."
"The what?"
"Baby Puppy, what's the weather going to be like tomorrow?"
"How would I know that? Aren't you the one who watches weather forecasts?"
"Yes, but you don't, and you don't pay attention to my thoughts about them."
"Um…" Despite orgasming so many times and so recently, Zack was starting to slowly stiffen. "Nnnnn…"
Genesis stopped masturbating the boy and instead stroked his thigh. "Go on, cub, have a guess."
"Partly cloudy, rain in the late morning? Why do you think I might be…what's the word? And why are you guys worried about it?"
Angeal kissed Zack's forehead, long, slow kisses he spoke between. "Precognitive. Nothing you need to worry about."
"Tell meeeee, c'mon."
"It's unlikely, anyway, it's very rare. We're just concerned because you're so gifted." Angeal placed several damp kisses on Zack's stomach and chest, hoping he'd drop it.
Zack gently, respectfully, nudged at Angeal's mind. Please tell me. Whatever it is, I can handle it.
I will tomorrow, okay?
Daddyyyyy…
Oh, boy, Genesis laughed into their conversation. Distract him quick, 'Gealy, we all know how weak you are against the D word.
Angeal licked first, then took one of Zack's nipples into his mouth, circling the other with his thumb. Patience, baby. It's a virtue.
Are you…unh…worried for me?
Always. But don't worry, you'll be fine. As far as I am able, I won't let anything bad happen to you.
I love you…mmm…Daddy.
My baby. Angeal moved up to kiss Zack's lips. I love you so much.
He softly wiped the red-tinged tears of emotion that streaked Zack's cheeks, slipped two fingers into the boy's mouth – he obediently got them wet – and let his hand drift downward. The slickened digits met two of Genesis's fingers, also wet, and together they gently slid inside Zack.
"Ah!"
Zack cried out in pleasure, trying to thrust against the invaders but was held back by Angeal's hand on his stomach. The enveloped fingers danced like partners in a waltz, moving at exactly the speed and pressure needed to make Zack's cock begin to swell, though slowly enough to let the boy enjoy both his parents' attention. Zack let his head fall back onto Genesis's left shoulder, the perfect position to let the elder sire bite and take a few swallows, then close the wound and switch to kissing all over the face, neck and shoulder.
G-Gen…
You want Mommy to make you come, precious? Genesis's seductive voice, even mentally, was enough to make Zack let go, but he wanted the smooth, cool hand. We don't have to make it a thing, but I want to hear it now. Who, with Angeal, gave you this life?
Y-You…
Whose breast do you feed from, baby cub?
Y-Yours…
Who, with our Angeal, do you belong to?
Y-You…please…
Ask. Anything you want is yours.
M-Mommy, make me come, please…
Genesis's free hand jerked him hard, stroked as roughly as the ex-SOLDIER ever allowed himself to be with his child. Zack climaxed suddenly, but once it began it went slowly, semen flowing but not spurting. As Angeal caught enough to slick himself and sheathe his rock-hard length in Genesis's heat, as he began to thrust in exactly the rough way his partner liked, Zack was still coming. He was just beginning to come down when his fathers positioned him and lowered him unexpectedly onto Genesis's erection. Thereafter, Angeal's thrusts rocked Genesis's flesh inside Zack, pushed him rhythmically against the slightly-sore prostate. Zack cloaked the discomfort, not wanting what was happening to stop.
It seemed to last forever, and Zack no longer worried about his parents' sex life; if this was what they did while he was asleep…
Genesis interrupted the thought. I've wanted to do it with you between us asleep, but 'Geal got all huffy about consent and all that nonsense.
Zack's laugh at this turned into a moan; it felt like both his fathers were fucking him at once, something he'd asked for previously and been given a stern no. Mommy, what do I feel like inside?
Ohhh… Genesis lifted Zack's chin, buried his face in that sweet-smelling hair. Like the Lifestream must to the relieved dead.
Like pleasure worth dying for, Angeal agreed, continuing to thrust, with Genesis's smooth legs locked around him, and both the sires guiding Zack's lithe body up and down the shaft inside him. The boy's hand reached to touch Angeal's hair-rough chin, a body part he loved, and Angeal caught it and kissed reverently all over the palm, fingers, and wrist. It didn't matter that he had it with him all the time, Zack's smell continued to surprise him with how irresistibly good it was.
"Oh! Oh…"
Zack released, further perfuming the night air with his wind-and-wildflower scent. Genesis followed, holding the newborn's hips and fucking him as hard as he ever allowed himself to, wanting his own semen inside the boy for some biological reason he didn't quite understand. Angeal brought up the rear, being inside Genesis's, and gave his partner the final rough thrusts he always craved. He hardly needed, as a vampire, to catch his breath, but he carefully allowed himself a minute or so sprawled on top of his family, then kissed both of them and withdrew from Genesis to stand.
Zack was helped up, then confused, because in the space of a few dizzy seconds, someone had grabbed a sheet from the line of drying laundry, wrapped him in it, and he was being shielded by Genesis. Then he kind of understood – a stranger was standing nearby and handing something to Angeal, murmuring an apology for intruding, then gone, back into the air he'd presumably come from. Genesis ushered Zack back inside and tried to send him to have his bath, but Zack wouldn't go, not with the tension he felt as Angeal opened the elegant-looking envelope held closed by a fancy wax seal.
Angeal, what – Zack pouted as he felt his sire's mind form a temporary wall against him. Hey, whatever it is –
Baby Puppy, I'll tell you, but first go have your bath, get ready to eat. I need to talk to Genesis first.
Even mentally, even now, Angeal's teacher-voice was hard to argue with. After both fathers had kissed him, Zack reluctantly left them. He opted for a shower instead, much faster, and tried to not rush as he scrubbed himself with lavender-scented gel on a poufy sponge and washed his hair with a similarly-scented shampoo. Once dry, he quickly combed his damp hair, threw on a T-shirt and comfortable pants, and found he didn't need to go looking for his parents, they were sitting on his bed when he emerged from the bathroom. Both trying to look if not happy, then neutral.
G-Guys?
Don't be scared, baby cub, Genesis said at once, and Angeal pushed a flood of reassuring love into the boy.
What was it?
I'll explain after you eat, Pup.
Please, tell me first. I'm too anxious to eat.
Now both sires were nearly overwhelming the boy with reassurance. Angeal got up to guide the boy back to his bed, where his sires sat so they were surrounding him as much as possible. The younger sire looked at the elder, and Genesis just sighed and nodded.
"Baby Puppy, we've been summoned by the Council."
Zack started, and with soothing noises Angeal pulled the boy into the comforting cocoon of his lap and arms. "I can't promise this won't be hard, but we will do everything we can to keep you safe, even if it means - "
"No."
"Puppy?"
Looking down at the mattress, Zack gathered up strength, both his own and what he got from the parents stroking him lovingly. "If they tell me I have to go to him, you guys can't make trouble."
"Cub, we know you're trying to protect us, but – "
"But nothing. You guys said it yourself. If you try to fight the Council, I could lose you both permanently. I'd rather go with him for a while, knowing I have you to come home to, than you take any risks for me. I'm okay. I can handle this."
Genesis closed his eyes, sighed, and pressed his face to Zack's shoulder. Angeal pulled the newborn closer, cradling him like he were a real baby, hands moving all over him as if he was about to be taken away. Zack turned to straddle him, nuzzled his face against the muscled neck, and bit into the vein he could by now find blindfolded.
Angeal seemed to be distracted from his worry, judging by the pleasured sound he made, which was exactly what Zack had been aiming for. He caressed Zack's scalp with fingers slid into the sleek black hair, rubbed his back in encouragement with his other hand.
Good boy.
I promise, you won't lose me. I'll always find my way back to you.
Genesis, who was listening, scooted closer to them so he could touch Zack while waiting his turn.
The approaching day was flawless, the sky blue and boundless, without clouds, Genesis's cornflower-bright eyes, and not Zack's rainwater paleness.
To be continued.
