"So you got out of hunting?"
Dmitri and Sam sat in an outdoor dining area at a café. It was virtually empty, leaving the two of them in complete privacy to talk about whatever they wanted while eating their fish tacos.
"For now. I needed the break. I haven't hunted in over a year."
"Any vampires?"
"Yeah. Lots. Why?" Sam shifted uncomfortably in his seat. He didn't want to offend his friend, but he had to be honest.
"Just curious. I wonder how many of them were struggling, like me, and not embracing their nature."
"Um… none? They were all trying to kill me and my family, so I'm pretty sure they weren't at all like you." Sam hated where this conversation was going, mostly because it started to make him feel like a real douchebag for admitting to taking out "lots" of vampires. It was probably only a dozen or so, since he met Dmitri.
"Hm." The vampire hummed, obviously not impressed nor convinced.
"I've met more people like myself; vampires who don't want to hurt people."
Sam's ear perked up at that. "Really? Are they… do they still feed?"
"Yes; animal blood and donated human blood. They don't even kill the animals; it's all very humane and sustainable. I'm part of their community. We all look out for, and hold each other accountable."
The young Winchester was floored upon hearing Dmitri's report on the non-violent vampire group. Was it really possible for vampires to not be such monsters? It was a crazy notion at face value, to someone who had one too many narrow escapes with the ravenous, bloodthirsty creatures.
"It sounds too good to be true. I mean everything I know about vampires…"
"Well you know me, don't you Sam? From the first time we met you knew I struggled with this. You knew I wasn't going down without a fight. There are other people out there just like me, Sam; those who fight fate every goddamn second of the day."
Sam nodded. He sensed Dmitri's honesty. He just wasn't so sure he wanted to get involved with a guy who was essentially part of a nest. Even non-violent, he could imagine these vampires were possessive. And if they ever found out he was from a family of hunters? There was no telling what kind of horrible fate could befall him.
"I'm sorry." Dmitri began to repent. "This was supposed to be a happy meeting. I didn't mean to make it confrontational."
"It's okay." Sam's mind still raced with questions. "I'm glad to hear you're doing well. So… I guess that's why you look so… put-together. You've been feeding regularly; I can tell by the look in your eyes that you're not hungry for blood."
Dmitri indicated his plate of tacos with a light nod.
"Nope. If I drink a few pints a day I can even eat normal food, which is great because for a full year I barely ate anything at all. The hunger for blood takes away my appetite for food altogether."
"And does the sight of blood make you… vamp-out, so to speak?"
"No. And as long as I drink donor blood I don't even get tempted to feed on people. Honestly I've never gone full vamp mode. I just… I've heard it described as a high; better than drugs… I'm afraid if I let myself do it then I might not want to come down from it. And if it makes me want to hurt people, kill them even; then I don't want to play with that kind of fire."
Sam was genuinely astounded at Dmitri's level of wisdom and caring, considering that the poor guy could hear a heartbeat from a few blocks away. It must be pure torture.
"So… You and your brother…?" Dmitri pried nonchalantly. "I know you had a real hard-on for him back when you were still adjusting to your sexuality. Is that still a thing?"
Sam nodded, but instinctively looked around to see if anyone could overhear. There was still such a taboo surrounding things like this. He was surprised Dmitri was so casual about it too.
"Yeah, we… It's complicated, but he knows how I feel; how we both feel. It's been a tough road, but… I guess the main thing right now is that we're keeping it open. We're not waiting for each other, but what we have will always be there."
Sam felt like an idiot trying to compile everything that happened within the last four years into just a couple of sentences. He also tried not to get aroused when his mind skimmed over the memory of him and Dean's last night together, one year ago.
Dmitri didn't miss the uptick in Sam's heart rhythm.
"Sounds very unlike Dean; he struck me as the possessive type." He hit the nail right on the head with that one.
Sam had no idea how to explain the situation, so he just shrugged helplessly.
"So… Why did you join The Show?" The vampire asked.
"It's interesting, and I guess it's because I wanted to be a part of the project. Also, sex with no strings attached really is a great plus too, obviously."
Dmitri smiled at that.
"Do you enjoy it?" Sam quizzed, finally taking a turn asking questions.
"Well, I haven't done a show in a few weeks; been too busy. But I do enjoy performing, and yes, the sex is pretty good. Honestly though I haven't felt much chemistry with the partners I've been paired up with. It feels rather awkward at times, and since we hardly know each other our movements are rarely coordinated so it feels out of sync. But I hear it looks good; so there's that…"
Sam's head was spinning again; thinking of all the details and ramifications that go into performing a genuine sex scene in front of dozens of strangers.
Dmitri recognized the overwhelmed expression. Even after all these years he still felt so familiar with the young Winchester.
"But you and I… We had chemistry. I think it would be different with you. I would love to do a show with you. Would you… like to?" Dmitri held his breath for a moment after asking, knowing that he was being very forward and may not get a positive answer.
Sam smiled. "I'd love to. But… Don't you think we should like… rehearse first?"
Dmitri's face split into a toothy grin.
"I thought you'd never ask."
...XoXoXo...
Dmitri's apartment was small, but tidy. But Sam was hardly paying attention. He and Dmitri were on each other like magnets, stuck fast and never parting more than a few seconds, mostly when removing articles of clothing.
The vampire's skilled, sweet and lusty kisses were so familiar to Sam. It was like finally watching an old favorite movie again after years; almost as surprising and exciting as the very first time, and sweetened with a generous helping of nostalgia.
"I want to fuck you." Dmitri confessed against Sam's parted lips. They were naked now and standing right next to the twin-sized bed.
"I want it too. God Dmitri you have no idea how much I want this."
"Oh but I do have an idea." Dmitri growled amusedly. He started biting Sam's neck, using human teeth and just enough pressure to leave shallow red marks that would fade in a few hours.
The sense of danger coursing through Sam's veins only served to take him higher in his arousal, and he could already feel close to his first release in far too long.
"How long has it been for you? How many people have enjoyed that sweet ass of yours?" Dmitri punctuated his jealousy by gripping Sam's firm ass in his hands, earning a groan from his lover.
"A year. I… lost my virginity to Dean, a year ago…. No one else, I swear."
Dmitri felt a possessive wave course through him and it added to his burgeoning passion and lust.
"I'm going to mark you up so good, no one will want you but me." Dmitri knew Sam would like the dirty talk.
And he was more than a little right.
Sam's hard cock was already leaking, completely untouched.
"God, look at you." Dmitri marveled at the drizzle of precum dripping from the tip of Sam's big cock. He decided he just had to have a taste.
...XoXoXo...
"Oh… fuck." Once Sam's cock was deep inside Dmitri's warm, talented mouth, Sam could think of nothing else but the desire to come.
"I'm gonna come if you keep doing that. Dmitri I'm ser-" He tried to finish his warning but it was no use. He was coming, spilling into his lover's awaiting mouth and getting swallowed greedily.
"Wow." Dmitri said once he was certain he'd gotten all of it.
"You still taste so good."
Sam blushed. He realized that Dmitri hadn't reached his climax yet, and he was going to do something about that.
"Do you have any lube?"
...XoXoXo...
It hurt more than Sam remembered. Maybe it was because they didn't bother with rimming, or fingering beforehand. They used plenty of lube, but it still stung.
Sam bit his lip and struggled to keep quiet on the first few thrusts.
"Oh…. Sam you have no idea how heavenly this feels. God, it's like... a tight heat that is just… squeezing all logical thought right out of me. All I can think about is how good this feels… Fuck."
He quickened his pace, gripping Sam's hip in one hand and his long mop of hair with the other.
"Oh God… Please stop." Sam stiffened tight as a board once the pain got to be too much. Something was different. This was nothing like how it was with Dean, when he just couldn't get enough of his cock and wanted to be fucked all night.
This just hurt.
Dmitri stopped, almost doing a double take. Did he just say to stop? Maybe he misheard. He froze, his cock still buried deep inside that impossibly tight ass.
"Are you okay?"
"No. I… I think I need to stop. This hurts."
Dmitri then realized that Sam's trembling was not from pleasure, but from pain.
"Shit. Okay. Look I'll pull out slowly, okay? Just… God I'm so sorry. I'll be gentle, pulling out, okay?"
Sam had tears in the corners of his eyes, but it wasn't from the pain. He was so touched by Dmitri's extreme concern that he was suddenly overwhelmed with the strange mix of chemicals in his brain. He was crying, and it was for many indiscernible reasons all at once.
Dmitri kept his word; he pulled out very slowly and carefully, watching to make sure there was no blood or visible tearing.
"Oh God… I'm sorry Sam I should have done more to prep you. Are you alright?"
Sam lay down and rolled over so he could see Dmitri through his blurry eyes.
"I'm fine. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be such a lousy lay."
"Don't say that. This is my fault."
"What a way to kill the mood, huh?" Sam was feeling more normal now, and he wiped away the last of his tears.
"It's okay. Please don't apologize. I… If you still want to have sex some other time I'll be sure to prep you better. I have a vibrator, too, so that could help relax you."
The young Winchester nodded.
"Yeah. Don't worry; it takes a bit more than this to scare me off. I would still like to have sex with you. Really."
"Let's watch a movie huh? I have a really great comedy I think you'll like."
Sam smiled, happy that they could movie past the snafu so quickly and maturely. This was the sort of functionality his relationship with Dean was lacking.
...XoXoXo...
In the morning Sam realized that Dmitri was gone.
Nothing else had happened that night. They watched some movies and Sam fell asleep on the sofa, head draped over Dmitri's lap, somewhere in the midst of the third movie. He hardly remembered the plot; something about a guy who looked like The President inadvertently becoming The President…
Sam wandered around the small apartment while waiting for Dmitri's inevitable return. He opened the fridge and found nothing but two coolers full of bags of donor blood, a bottle of ketchup and some questionable-looking yogurt.
It wasn't long before Dmitri appeared through the door, carrying a brown paper bag and a pleasant aroma wafting in with him.
"So sorry." Dmitri started off with an apology the moment he walked in. "I didn't want to wake you; you looked so comfortable. I got us some breakfast."
"It's no problem. I figured you'd be back soon." Sam shrugged.
"You like pancakes, right?"
"As long as there's bacon."
Dmitri grinned. "Yeah, there's bacon."
Sam and Dmitri spent the next half hour eating pancakes, bacon and eggs and talking about life and love. Dmitri apparently dated a few guys on and off over the last four years, but nothing serious. Sam tried not to sound as inexperienced as he was, but he didn't lie when Dmitri asked him about his love life.
"It's just been you, and Dean. My housemate, Austin…. He was into me, and I guess it was my fault; I might have led him on a bit, but it was unintentional. I told him I didn't want a romantic relationship and I could tell he wasn't going to be okay with a strictly sexual relationship. So nothing really happened between us."
"I see." Dmitri was clearly thinking about something else now; like how much he wanted to lick away the small stripe of syrup smeared on the corner of Sam's mouth.
His desire took over, and he leaned over and did it; he licked the corner of Sam's lips and pulled away, smiling. Sam smiled back, and pulled him into a kiss that turned heated much quicker than he originally intended.
"I've been thinking." Sam mumbled with a mischievous smile. He could hardly speak due to Dmitri smothering him with sexy, demanding kisses.
"Yes?"
"I want you to fuck me. We'll have to take it slow… but I really want it. I've wanted it for so long."
Dmitri's eyes darkened, his vampire nature showing through a little as his arousal climbed higher.
"I'll be gentle. I promise." The black faded slowly from his eyes, and he shook off the tingling sensation his vampire side left in its wake as it receded.
They ended up in the bedroom again, naked and rubbing their leaking erections together.
Dmitri turned Sam onto his stomach, and before he could object the vampire pulled those perfect, firm ass cheeks apart and licked a long, wet stripe between them, paying special attention to his hole, which twitched under his ministrations.
"Oh God…" Sam hadn't been touched that way since Dean did that to him for the first time a whole year ago. It was so strange, but so erotic and it felt so good.
The tongue explored further, venturing inside the first ring of muscles and forming a consistent thrusting rhythm that threatened to drive the hunter to the brink of insanity.
Sam couldn't even formulate words when he felt two fingers accompany the probing tongue in his ass, and he did his best to relax and loosen up for the much bigger intrusion yet to come.
"I have a vibrator. Is it okay if I use it?" Dmitri finally asked once he'd taken his tongue out of the equation.
"Yes. God, whatever you want. Please just fuck me."
Dmitri pulled his fingers out gently and practically flung himself across the room to get to his nightstand where he found his vibrator and lubricant.
He coated the vibrator quickly and generously with the slick liquid and carefully placed it at Sam's quivering entrance.
"Oh God you have no idea how fucking hot you look right now, Sam." And with that, he gently pushed the dildo inside halfway and switched it on.
Sam instantly jerked when he felt the sudden vibrations coursing through his insides. It felt strange, but decidedly nice. It stimulated his prostate and he could only imagine how much precum was leaking onto the bed sheets because of it.
"You take it good for me." Dmitri complimented filthily. "You like taking toys up your ass, don't you? You like getting your tight hole ready for my huge fucking cock."
Sam shuddered with a wave of newfound arousal for this sexy kink he didn't know he had. He loved being praised and berated at once. It was fucking hot.
Dmitri motioned for Sam to get up on his hands and knees, and he obeyed quickly as Dmitri set a rhythm pumping the dildo in and out very slowly.
"I want your cock." Sam admitted, swept away with his lust-filled, foggy mind.
"You need to ask nicely." Dmitri thrust the vibrator all the way inside, just to make sure Sam could take the length. The dildo wasn't nearly as big as his cock, but it was the vibrations that were doing most of the prepping.
"Please…." Sam broke easily. "Oh God, Dmitri, I need your big, thick cock filling me up. I need it so bad. I want to come on your cock, and show you how easy it is to get me to come when you hit my spot just right-"
Dmitri didn't let Sam continue. In a small urge of vampiric adrenaline he slipped the vibrator out, not bothering to turn it off as he threw it across the room and knelt on the bed properly, readying to mount is lover.
"Oh God…" Sam gasped as he realized that Dmitri slipped into a heated, possibly vampiric state. But instead of frightening him, it turned him on even more.
"Please fuck me." He didn't need to ask twice, as he was immediately rewarded with Dmitri's thick, long cock penetrating him in one hard thrust. It hurt for just a moment, but the pain gave way to utter pleasure almost instantly.
"Mine," was all Dmitri could growl as his dark eyes fixed onto the connection between him and Sam. He watched with pure lust and possessiveness as his cock slipped in and out at a demanding pace.
"Oh… Fuck. Harder. Please fuck me harder."
Dmitri complied, feeling a swell of pride and ownership as he bent forward over Sam's stiff back and fucked like an animal in a mindless rut.
The bed's headboard banged against the wall loudly, but neither of them noticed or cared. All that existed was the two of them fucking until their brains were wiped of anything but pleasure and the need for release.
"Oh fuck… OH FUCK!" Sam cried out while he stained the sheets with long streaks of semen. He could tell that Dmitri was getting close as well.
"I'm gonna come in your ass, Sam. I'm gonna fill you up so full."
"Yes!" Sam cried out from the intensity of the powerful thrusts during his post-orgasmic sensitivity. "Come in my ass, please. Oh God. Yes."
Dmitri was already there; he stilled, and with a feral growl he felt his cock pulsing hot liquid into Sam's tight channel. He could only express his intense pleasure through a series of grunts and small jolts of his hips, but Dmitri's orgasm was by far one of the most intense he'd ever experienced. He allowed only two sharp, vampiric teeth to descend over his human teeth and he bit Sam's shoulder lightly. It was only enough to draw a tiny amount of blood, but it left a mark to signify the claiming.
Sam didn't know what the bite meant, but he hardly minded. It didn't hurt much and it felt strangely arousing that Dmitri wanted to partake in a small amount of his blood.
"Your blood tastes even better than your cum." Dmitri sighed as he collapsed on to Sam's back. Sam lied down on his stomach and felt the still-hard cock twitch inside his well-used ass. Dmitri lay on top, since he was the same build as Sam there was no danger of crushing him.
"Wow… That was… Amazing." Sam reveled in the afterglow; he loved the feeling of the softening cock in his ass and the large amount of semen threatening to leak out. He felt properly fucked and satisfied; at least for now.
"It was." Dmitri agreed, almost sounding sleepy.
"You know… I'd never… done that; with anyone." He confessed quietly.
"Done what?" Sam questioned in confusion.
"Mating. I'd always used a condom and I've never made a claiming bite before…. I'm glad it was with you. You've always been special to me, Sam. You saved my life, all those years ago…"
Sam wrinkled his brow in confusion. "Mating? Like, what, marriage?"
"No. It's not like a legal thing. It's a… social thing, amongst some creatures. If you were part of my nest it would be to tell the rest of the vampires that you are not to be shared; that you are mine and mine only. They could smell it, for instance. For a while after sex they would be able to tell that I put my seed in you, to claim you. Normally the mating bite would be much more… noticeable. But I obviously didn't want to do that without permission, so…"
"Oh." Sam relaxed a little, realizing that it was merely a symbolic gesture, and nothing actually committing them to each other.
"So does that mean you want me to meet the rest of your nest?"
"Maybe. Eventually. They will smell you on me as soon as I walk in the door, so it's only fair that they know who it is that has stolen my affections and made me so very unavailable."
"Sounds like an excuse to just show me off." Sam huffed in feigned disgust.
"It is. Can you blame me? God, Sam. I can't tell you how good that felt… I've literally never felt so connected; so in sync. Please tell me I'm not the only one who feels this bond we have."
"No, you're not the only one." Sam said with a little bit of guilt knotting in his stomach.
"I feel like we were meant for each other, don't you agree?" Dmitri kissed and licked at the seeping bite while he slowly slipped his cock out of Sam's puffy and well-fucked ass. He surprised his lover by licking the stray semen that leaked out.
"Yeah." Sam agreed, although he wasn't sure he meant it.
He did feel connected with Dmitri. He just wasn't 100% certain they were really soulmates.
After all… Dmitri wasn't Dean.