My first posted smut fic for these two! :D It isn't actually the first one I've written. The first ones just aren't finished yet. But hopefully they will be and I'm super excited for those :D Anyway about this little number, once again another response to the One Hour Challenge over at Destiny's Gateway Romantic Fanfiction Archive. This was in response to #128 "It's called cause and effect, sweetheart!" I had a great deal of fun writing this little one shot. I tried to make it darker at the beginning and then more loving towards the end. But I'll be honest, while I'm pleased with this one shot I really do hope you'll check out my other longer smutty stories with these boys :3 Anyway, thanks for reading, and comments are always welcome~
Even when the stunning creature beneath him had been human, Gabriel had loved to ruin his alabaster skin. He would bite, scratch, and even resort to running a blade across that perfect smooth surface. Now that Vladislaus was a vampire, Gabriel could do just about anything he wished. He wasn't intentionally being cruel; he simply wished to ruin something he found too perfect.
Not that the Vladislaus had any objections. It actually irked him that he could no longer bear the signs of Gabriel's passion. So the ebony haired immortal pushed his regained lover to treat him even worse. He wanted the bruises and teeth marks to last…but they never would. He was unable to brandish the fact that he belonged to the monster hunter in the most intimate way possible.
But they kept on living for the nights. Gabriel would demand and Vladislaus would surrender.
Each and every time.
"Ahh!" he viciously bit his lip to silence himself. Gabriel's hard cock pushed into him mercilessly.
"Don't you dare," he growled.
Vladislaus released his bleeding lip and let obscene moans and pleads escape from his lips. His arms and legs were shaking from supporting his own and Gabriel's weight as well. His member was heavy and aching, begging for release. Strong hands gripped his shoulders and pushed his upper half into the sheets. If he'd been able, he would have blushed furiously. He felt like a fool having his ass in the air for the other man's plundering…but what a wonderful plundering it was. He didn't know what the hell Gabriel was pushing up against…didn't know how Gabriel could find it with every punishing thrust of his hips…but he was grateful. He arched his back farther—such a lewd action in his own mind—and was rewarded with stronger waves of pleasure coursing down to his length.
Gabriel hummed in appreciation and leaned over his tempter. His lips came in contact with the polished skin between the vampire's shoulder blades. His tongue traced the muscles rippling beneath before his teeth began to abuse the flesh. Gabriel scraped his teeth, licked, nipped, and then agonizingly bit down as Vladislaus screamed for more.
Sadly Gabriel could never keep his nails very long, between his profession and incessant biting, but he remained careless. He ran the dull edges of his fingernails down Vladislaus' sides, thin red trails following in their wake. When he reached the hipbones that drove him mad with want, he pressed his fingers into his lover as hard as he could. He smirked when the Count almost came instantaneously. But he loved to make Vladislaus wait. The vampire had had the privilege of three mesmerizing women for centuries and that pissed Gabriel off.
He was the only one allowed to make this stunning creature taste bliss. It also pissed him off that Vladislaus couldn't sweat anymore. There he was nearly drenched from his exertions and the other…nothing.
In retaliation Gabriel's calloused hand grabbed a strong hold of Vladislaus' impressive length. The vampire dug his elongated fangs into the sheets beneath him. He pushed his hips down as best he could, as if trying to offer his painfully aroused organ to the one taking him ravenously. He relished the friction of Gabriel's roughened hand forcing him to claw at the fabric he rested on.
With the way the raven haired vampire was writhing Gabriel could tell he would shatter any moment. And so he gave it his all. He surged his hips forward harder and faster. He buried one hand in silken black locks; hold strong enough for the vampire to feel pain. Then he did what Vladislaus hated to admit was his favorite.
Gabriel bit down on his neck, the pressure just enough to make the vampire scream into the sheets. The Count cried out helplessly all dignity lost, as his orgasm was ripped from him, dead seed spilling onto the priceless thread-count.
Gabriel growled deep in his throat as Vladislaus' inner walls constricted around his throbbing cock before they were coated with the man's essence. He continued to thrust into the pliant body under him as the waves of euphoria slowly faded. His dull human teeth let go of the skin of the vampire's neck, his hand loosened its grip and stroked black hair lovingly, and he eased himself out of Vladislaus with surprising care.
Yes, they both liked rough sex, but he never wanted to hurt Vladislaus. He plopped onto the bed next to his spent lover and laughed softly as blue eyes blinked dazedly. Vladislaus tried to get up but Gabriel leaned in and kissed him. Of course, they did love kissing as well. Their sex was phenomenal, but it was only a part of their bond. They had managed to love one another once more with an intensity it was frightening. So had it had been in life, and so it would be in Vladislaus' death.
The vampire smiled slowly before dragging a pillow closer to him. He looked at his wrists and was saddened to see the bruises were fading as they must have been all over his body. He startled when the back of Gabriel's fingers ran down his cheeks.
"It's alright," he whispered. Vladislaus nodded slowly already drifting off to sleep near the approaching dawn.
"Love you," he mumbled. Gabriel kissed him once more.
"Love you too."
~I~I~I~
Vladislaus stirred in the late afternoon. A rarity for the powerful vampire.
Gabriel wandered back over to the bed from peeking out the curtains. He leaned down and kissed his waking lover good morning.
"Hey," he smiled.
"Mmm," Vladislaus mumbled pushing his black locks away from his eyes, searching for his hair clip. Even when he'd been human the man had never spoken much in the morning. He was groggy and feared his English would slip up. It took Vladislaus a little longer to realize it, but he felt different that morning.
He felt as if it was harder to shift about on the bed. And as more awareness came upon him the more he realized that something had definitely changed. His body was drained, his muscles ached, his bones felt heavy…was this normal?
"What's wrong?" Gabriel asked. Vladislaus settled back down onto his stomach.
"I hurt," he said simply.
"It's called cause and effect, sweetheart!" Vladislaus rolled his eyes though there was an amused smile on his lips. Gabriel cleared his throat before running a soothing hand down his lover's back. "Sorry."
"What are you apologizing for?"
"Because I guess I found a way to make you feel sore the next day," he said.
"But that's what I wanted," Vladislaus smiled up at him. Forgetting what his body had not experienced in centuries, the vampire made to quickly get up. His breath hissed out when he recognized what a mistake that was. He paused mid-motion and Gabriel helped him ease back down onto the bed.
"Never mind," he laughed, "I don't want this anymore."
Gabriel chuckled in response before pressing his lips onto his other half's. Vladislaus wound his arms around strong shoulders.
"Makes me think of when you were younger and couldn't move the next day," Gabriel muttered.
"When I was younger? You think I'm old?" Vladislaus demanded.
"I think you're sexy." Vladislaus was taken aback. "Always have. Always will."
"T-thank you," he mumbled not meeting Gabriel's hazel eyes. Even after centuries he still clung to the man's every word. He sighed when lips began to kiss his sensitive throat.
"Be gentle this time okay?" he asked, giving a breathless laugh. Gabriel looked him in the eye and winked.
"I have an idea to make you feel better," he suggested.
"And that is?" despite himself, Vladislaus was curious.
"Why don't we take a nice hot bath, and then you can have me tonight," Gabriel winked. Vladislaus hummed happily, "That sounds nice."
Though he could tell right then from the glint in Gabriel's eye that there wouldn't be much bathing occurring in that tub…and if the past could foretell the future, he would be the one being ravished once more…but who was he to complain?