Sue me lol, I had to upload this chapter. I know, so much for "a while" huh? Oh well, more for you guys huh? ^_^

I raised the rating for this story because I think things are going to get a little bit more heated as this story progresses. I hope you like this chapter, and there is intimacy not too far later into this chapter. I'd also like to note that this is the longest chapter yet for this story. Finally surpassed the 2,000 word mark for this story.

Read on and review please.

-SawyerSeville19

Eleanor and Theodore were both cooking a new recipe Eleanor had come up before she and her sisters came to perform in the girls' kitchen. "So, Teddy, what's up with Simon?"

"What do you mean?" Theodore asked. Eleanor shrugged.

"Well doesn't he seem a bit out of character to you?" she asked. Theodore thought about this for a few moments and then looked at her.

"I haven't noticed anything," he said. Eleanor frowned in thought. "Try this, Ellie." She smiled and taste tested some of the food.

"Delicious!" she exclaimed, making Theodore grin. She realized as far as Simon was concerned, she and her sisters' answers would have to come from him or Alvin.

**Next Day**

Alvin wandered around the motel room as though in a trance. His mind had been going haywire since yesterday and he hadn't been able to empty or clear it since. He had a restless night as well and he was exhausted.

"Alvin, are you alright?" Dave asked him once more this morning. Alvin didn't respond as he ate the sandwich he had made. "Alvin?"

"You may as well stop asking, Dave," Simon said as he walked into the living room. Dave looked over at his second oldest. "He's been like that all morning. You'll just have to wait till he snaps out of it."

Simon looked over at his tired, thoughtful brother and smiled. "Well," Dave began, getting Simon's attention. "Maybe you can see what's on his mind. I hope it's nothing bad..."

"I don't mind helping him," Simon said. "Maybe I can see if he wants to take a nap. He had a rough night last night too."

"Okay, you guys go ahead and do that. I'm gonna go and meet some people about some upcoming performances for you three and the Chipettes." Simon nodded as Dave grabbed his car keys and left the room.

Simon went over to his brother and wrapped his hands around his waist. That caused Alvin to jump and turn around, backing out of the embrace. "Wha-What are you doing?"

"You've been in a trance all morning," Simon said, watching as Alvin walked away from him in a poor attempt at casual. He was going over to the garbage and throwing away the rest of his sandwich. As soon as he did it he frowned and looked at the garbage; he clearly wanted to finish it but was distracted by avoiding his brother with something else to do.

An attempt that didn't help because Simon was at his side without him even hearing him move. Alvin felt his hand on his lower back and he gasped, moving away again.

"Why are you afraid of me touching you all of a sudden?" Simon asked softly, advancing on Alvin as he moved away. "Afraid you may like it?"

Alvin shook his head, soon backed against their bedroom door. "S-Simon..." Simon smirked and silenced his brother, placing a finger to his lips.

"Shh," he whispered and held his brother's arms against the door and pressed his body against his, keeping him pinned to the door. "Let me help you clear your mind. All you need is to experience it, and you'll realize how much you want me." Alvin's eyes widened and he watched Simon lean in.

Alvin lowered his head, determined to not let what was about to happen happen. "No," Alvin said, shaking his head. "No, no, no. Simon, we can't." Simon smiled and tilted his head up by his chin.

"Yes," he said and pressed his lips to Alvin's. Alvin's eyes widened and he froze. Simon's lips were cold, but soft. They weren't rough against his like he thought they would have been, given how persistent his seduces were.

Alvin found he wanted to kiss back, he wanted to know what it felt like to kiss Simon. To really kiss him. No, no. We can't. I can't. I'm not supposed to want this to be happening... Alvin let out a frustrated, confused whimper and closed his eyes tightly.

Simon pulled back and Alvin looked at him, his eyes held a glisten to them. Simon knew they were tears of frustration and smiled. "That wasn't so bad, was it?" He let go of his brother's arms and stepped back, giving him some room. He smirked and turned, sauntering over to the living room to watch some TV.

Alvin slowly slid to the floor, warm tears falling down his cheeks. He has never been more confused about something in his life. He let out a breath and rubbed at his eyes. He then put his fingers to his lips and looked over at where he knew Simon was. He shook his head and stood, opening the door to their room and going in, shutting the door behind him.

Simon looked over in that direction and smiled. He knew his brother was confused, but he knew it was because he didn't want to accept that he wanted him. He knew now that he wanted him but was too stubborn to allow it to happen.

Simon had felt his brother's desire to kiss back, and knew it was only a matter of time until he started responding to his advances in a more willing manner.

Alvin paced in front of his bed, thinking of what just happened. His fatigue finally caught up with him and he grew dizzy and lightheaded from the constant circling. He climbed onto his bed and lay under the covers. He let out a breath and lay back, feeling his body ready to give into the sleep he needed. The last thing he thought of was the feel of Simon's lips on his as he fell into a much needed sleep.

**Early Evening**

Nearing the end of his show, there was a knock on the door and Simon groaned. He stood from the couch and went over to the door, opening it. He frowned at the sight of Brittany on the other side. "Hey Simon," she greeted. Simon raised his eyebrows in response. "Is Alvin here?"

Simon's eyes briefly flashed white before settling back onto his natural color. "He asleep," he answered firmly. Brittany blinked at the tone and nodded.

"Oh, okay. Well can you let him know I came by when he gets up?" she asked. Simon shrugged and shut the door on her. He growled and went back to his show. He hoped she wouldn't be a nuisance during their stay here.

**Midnight**

Alvin awoke from a very erotic dream of himself and Simon due to the weight of someone on top of him. His breathing was a little ragged due to the heated intimacy that occured in the dream. His blue eyes opened and they locked onto gray ones, the eyes occasionally flashing white.

His breath caught and he blushed profusely. The dream had him aroused to the point that if he hadn't awakened, he probably would have had an orgasm from it. Knowing he was that turned on still and having the person who had been pleasuring him in the dream on top of him had him panicked and embarrassed beyond all measures.

"You were having quite the dream, weren't you Alvin?" Simon asked softly so Theodore wouldn't wake. Alvin wanted to deny it, but he didn't know how he reacted in his sleep to the actions taking place in his dream. All he could do was blush harder.

Simon could smell Alvin's desire. It radiated off him in waves and Simon could tell how far into it he had gotten. He knew Alvin's climax was only so far away and if he wanted to induce it, he would have to move fast so it wouldn't die down. He felt his body pulsate and allowed his change to overtake him.

"I'm hungry, Alvin," he said, knowing he hadn't been able to feed during the day since his brother slept through it. Alvin's eyes widened and he shook his head vigorously. He attempted to push Simon away and found that his hands were routinely pinned down on either side of his head. He was well aware that he may very well be the submissive one between them.

"S-Simon...?" he whispered as he watched his brother lean in towards his neck. He shook his head, knowing full well what he would feel while his brother was feeding off his blood. That mixed with his already aroused body may cause him to... Oh, God... "Simon, no. Don't." He squirmed fruitlessly under his brother's body but not a budge was made. Simon made no response as he lightly licked his brother's neck and then bit down.

Alvin's eyes widened and his back arched. He let out a gasp, feeling his cheeks ignite with a hot blush. The pleasure shot throughout his body and settled to his already throbbing member. He moved his legs in an attempt to kick his brother off, but Simon didn't move. His eyes closed, which helped his mind and body focus on the pleasure he was feeling. His breathing was more ragged than it was from the dream and he bit his lower lip to keep it muffled.

Simon loved the taste of Alvin's blood. It was a drug he would gladly admit he was addicted to. The feel of it flowing down his throat made him growl mentally with the thought that he was his and no one else's. He could feel Alvin's pleasure radiating off him more as he deliberately drank his blood in a manner that caused him pleasure. If he had wanted, he could have made this a very painful experience for his brother. But he wanted him to enjoy it.

He had to retract his fangs otherwise he would either kill Alvin, and turn him into a vampire if he drank too much of his blood. He licked his fangs and then Alvin's neck, clearing both areas free of blood.

The feeling of Simon's fangs and the way he drank his blood still ran through Alvin's head. He was fighting back his release with all his might. He just couldn't allow himself to come by his brother's actions. It was wrong on so many levels.

"S-Simon..." Alvin whispered, still squirming a bit under his body.

"Shh," Simon whispered in his ear. Alvin shuddered. "Shh, you don't want Theodore to wake, do you?" Alvin shook his head instantly. The idea of Theodore waking and seeing what was happening was almost as bad as what was happening. Simon kissed Alvin's neck, stopping at the bite he had just reopened and sucking on it.

This caused Alvin to arch his back and shiver intensely. "Simon, stop," he whispered desperately. Simon smiled, shifted his legs and used his left to rub against his brother's erection. Alvin whimpered, his body trembling all over.

"You make it seem like you don't want your release, Alvin," Simon whispered in his ear. Alvin let out a shaky breath and turned his head away. To which, Simon licked the skin he was shown. "You're too fargone to not let it happen, Alvin. And I'm sure it'll feel so good once you give in to it." Alvin's already flushed cheeks turned two shades darker at the words.

He bit back a moan as his brother's leg put more pressure onto his aching member. It sent pleasure through his body and he forced back the need to climax. It was getting to the point that it was becoming painful, keeping it in.

Simon smirked. I'm going to have to resort to extremes to get him to come. No problem. I'm curious to see if his body tastes as good as his blood anyway. He nuzzled Alvin's neck. "Don't move," Simon instructed and he let go of his brother's hands. Alvin knew by now that Simon was far stronger than normal and he knew that attempting to push him away was like trying to move a mountain. He did as he was told, but watched his brother with uncertainty, his breathing still heavy.

Simon moved down his brother's body, his hands trailing down his sides. When Alvin caught on to what he was going to do he thrashed around frantically. Simon grabbed his brother's waist and gave him a look, his white eyes piercing his blue ones. Alvin went still immediately.

Simon returned his gaze to the pajama bottoms and got to work pulling them down, watching as his soon to be new treat was let out of its prison. He set aside the clothing that kept Alvin's lower half shielded and placed his cold hands onto his warm thighs. Alvin's body flinched at the sudden cold and his breath caught.

"Simon, please don't," Alvin whispered. Part of him wanted this to happen, but the other part was terrified of the idea. Simon ignored his brother's statement, knowing that he wanted it more than he has yet to realize.

"Think of it as," Simon said, his mouth centimeters away from his brother's throbbing member. "A brother helping a brother, if you want."

He was instantly devoured by his brother and Alvin couldn't control the moan that escaped his mouth, or the way his hips moved, only helping to bring himself deeper into Simon's mouth. He clutched at the sheets, his breathing coming in short pants. He felt Simon's cold hands on his waist, pulling him closer. Alvin whimpered, his toes curling and his legs moving, helping his body get more of the pleasure.

Simon was right when he expected his brother to taste delicious. It wasn't just his blood that he couldn't get enough of. Now it was his body, the feel of it, the taste of it. The things he could do, and planned to do, to it. Everything about it was delicious and perfect.

He was mindful of his fangs as he tasted his brother, though he would occasionally graze them along the tip, which Alvin seemed to enjoy based on the heavy breathing and light moans and whimpers he couldn't keep suppressed. He could feel his brother's release creeping ever closer, and could tell his control was either slipping, or he was just giving in to the events taking place. Either way he knew Alvin was in for one hell of an orgasm.

How was Simon so good at this? Alvin wondered, pulling at the sheets in his attempt to have something to control. He knew if he let go of the sheets he may put his hands onto his brother's head and help him make him come. He was beginning to realize that Simon wasn't going to stop until he did come. He knew that tonight he was going to do something he would never forget, whether he wanted it or not. But he did. He wanted it. Alvin forced the last two thoughts away.

By now Alvin's face was painted red with all the blushing he was doing. His breathing wasn't getting anymore controlled. His body was screaming at himself and Simon that it needed release. "S...S-Simon..." Simon's grip on his waist tightened possessively and he growled around Alvin's member. Alvin gasped and whimpered at the vibration. He was so close, so close and yet he still didn't want to let it happen.

As much as Simon loved the taste of his member, he was ready for a new taste, and that was of his brother's release. So he trailed his fangs up his brother's length and across the tip. He did this a few more times and finally Alvin's dam broke.

With an arch of his back and buck of his hips, Alvin forced himself not to cry out as he came with extreme intensity into Simon's awaiting mouth.

Simon swallowed every drop of his brother's come before releasing his member and licking his lips. His eyes lit up at the taste. Now he was certain everything about Alvin tasted delicious. Once he got a real kiss out of him, he'd have tasted all the major things. He smiled down at Alvin's panting, flushed face and lay beside him.

Alvin opened his eyes half way and met gray ones staring back at him. "See now? Not that bad, hmm?" Simon asked, caressing Alvin's cheek with a cool hand. Alvin closed his eyes back and turned his head away from Simon. Simon smiled and climbed out of his brother's bed. "Get some rest, Alvin." He climbed back into his own bed and lay down.

Alvin waited till he was fully composed and put his missing clothes back on and lay with his back to Simon, covered up and hidden from view. He felt tears of shame fill his eyes and he closed them tightly.

Seems like Alvin is still in denial and is having mixed feelings. This chapter was very fun to write and I hope you all enjoyed reading it. Please review and tell me what you think! Don't worry, things between them may slow down back to the previous chapters I just wanted something more intimate to take place. It'll bounce up and down.