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Pete sighed as he walked along the streets, enjoying the cold air nipping at his skin even though he could barely feel it. He had needed to get out of the stuffy warehouse, get away from Sabine, Deacon, and all these promises from some vampire he had never even met. But then again, he was tired of vampires in general, tired of the crap they had put him through. He dreaded the day he fully gave in to the hunger and fed from an actual somebody; he knew it would make him sick, since the thought alone made his stomach turn. Whether it was from nausea or a vampire’s hunger, he didn’t want to know.

- - - - -

“I really think we should take Sabine up on his offer, Pete,” Patrick whispered as they stood in Pete’s bedroom where they could get some privacy to talk about this. “Seriously, we have protection offered to us if we just let the two brothers be together.”

“And what about Joe’s happiness?” Pete questioned, frowning angrily as he met Patrick’s gaze. “That’s taking Deacon away from him.”

“You heard Sabine, they can see each other any time they want to,” Patrick said as he scratched his sideburns. “They won’t be losing each other and I’m pretty sure Joe would feel a lot better if he didn’t have to worry every five seconds about Deacon’s mental health!” He whispered loudly.

“And if something does happen? Then what, Patrick!? What if you guys aren’t even around anymore so I can tell you I told you so!? I will not lose my friends just because Sabine cares more about his brother than us.”

“Pete, come on,” Patrick sighed, shaking his head. “If Joe died, it would upset Deacon, do you really think that’s what Sabine wants? For his little brother to hate him? Would you want Andrew to hate you?” Patrick realized too late what he said as the words slipped out of his mouth, making Pete visibly stiffen. “Pete-”

“He already does,” Pete growled as he pushed past Patrick and went out of the door.

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He buried himself in his hoodie when the wind picked up, bringing with it the faint sound of a choked sob that made him stand still for a moment, listening harder to try and see where it was coming from. As soon as he could focus in on the soft cries he made his way towards the sound, the cries growing louder to his ears as he grew closer. He frowned deeply when the sound brought him to an alleyway, where a girl was slumped to the ground, her shirt and skirt ripped, her knees curled to her chest as her soft sobs racked her small, fragile body.

He didn’t know what he was thinking as he stepped closer to her, the human part of him feeling a worried compassion for the small form as he took in the smell of her blood and the smell of sex. “Miss...”

The girl looked up, showing the most gorgeous set of eyes he had ever seen. “Wh-What do you want from me?” She whimpered as tears trailed down her soft cheeks.

“I don’t want anything,” Pete replied softly as he took another step closer to her, frowning when she scrambled to her feet and quickly moved away from him, seemingly oblivious that the alley was a dead end. “I’m not going to hurt you, I heard you crying so I came to see if you were okay.”

“Just stay away from me,” she whimpered as her lip quivered, more tears rolling down her cheeks as she began crying again. “P-Please,” she begged as she began shaking, “just stay away from m-me.”

Pete took off his hoodie when he saw that he shirt was ripped down the middle, along with the tear on the side he saw, and bundled up his hoodie before he tossed it on the ground by her feet. “Go on, cover up,” he said softly.

“I assure you that won’t be necessary,” a smooth voice purred from behind him, barely giving Pete time to turn around before his head was slammed into the brick wall.

Pete crumpled to the ground from the vampire force of his head hitting the wall, his eyes focusing in and out on William Beckett as he stepped over him and moved to the girl, who appeared to be smiling at him as she picked up the hoodie Pete had tossed to her.

William smiled as he slid the hoodie on the girl, his mouth catching hers as his hands moved between them to zip up the hoodie. When they broke apart, he smiled, the light glinting off of his fangs. “You did a very good job, my dear Emmi,” Beckett purred as he slid his arm around her and walked with her to the dazed Pete, both looking down at him. “Dear, dear Peter, you really are still human on the inside, aren’t you?” He questioned with a chuckle before Pete lost his consciousness. “Time to get him back to the house, dearest Emmi,” he said before he pressed his mouth to hers, moaning when she nibbled on his lower lip before deepening the kiss.

Emmi smiled at her Master when she broke the kiss. “I’m glad I please you, Master William,” she spoke, moaning when he lowered his mouth to her neck, gently biting her sweet spot. “I’ll let my Master, Gabe, know you were pleased with my help.”

“Emmi, if I may, could I ask for a little bit more of your time when I get him back home?”

“You can have as much of time as you wish, Master William,” she smiled. “Can I question your motives?”

“I think I might need a little help with Peter,” he replied as he looked down to the unconscious Pete, grinning.

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Pete slowly opened his eyes, groaning as a hand slowly stroked his cheek. He rolled his head to the side, moving away from the hand as his eyes slowly focused on William Beckett. He frowned as he realized hand was stroking his bare thigh.

“I’m so glad you finally chose to awake for me, Peter,” William said softly as he stroked Pete’s cheek once more, his other hand drifting to the side, dangerously close to Pete’s bare crotch. “I was worried I might have to start up without you,” he chuckled.

“Start without me?” Pete questioned, his throat miserably dry. When William kissed along his collarbone, he tried to lift his arms to push him away, but growled when he found he couldn’t do so.

“I have wanted to have you, Peter, for quite a while now,” William mused as he darted his tongue over the twisted thorns tattoo, sucking softly when he reached Pete’s neck. “God you still taste so good,” he spoke in Pete’s mind, groaning aloud as he continued to suck on that spot, while his other hand wrapped around Pete’s cock, squeezing softly.

“Get your fucking hand off of me, Beckett,” he growled out as the unwanted hand slowly stroked his cock while he fought off an moan that might come his way.

“I don’t know why you’re trying to resist me, Peter,” Beckett whispered by his ear before slowly licking along the shell from lobe to tip. “Is it because you’re not used to men? I doubt that with those thoughts and fantasies of your dear friend, Patrick, running through your mind,” he chuckled. “But if you want to lie to me, I’m sure I can help you come out of those lies...”

“What the Hell are you babbling about now?” Pete growled, turning a glare to Beckett.

Before William could answer, the girl from the alley, no longer crying or frightened, approached the bed from the shadows she had been hiding in, the light from the moon that filtered in the windows illuminating her body with a slight glow. Her black hair reached a little past her collar bone, daring to almost cover her breasts and hide them from Pete’s eyes as they roamed over her small, gorgeous body. His eyes traveled down until they came to a stop at the butterfly tattoo on her right hip. He lifted his gaze to her face, where she gave him a shy, yet arousing smile. “If you keep staring at me like that, I just might start blushing,” she mused softly as she crawled onto the bed, pressing her naked body flush against his, making his cock twitch to life where it was pressed against her soft mound. “I can see why he wants you so much,” she giggled softly as she kissed along Pete’s twisted thorns tattoo. “You’re absolutely gorgeous.”

Pete gasped when Emmi placed a soft kiss on his adam’s apple before nipping beneath it, her hand coming up to play with his hair, gently tugging and making him groan as he rested a hand on her hip, squeezing slightly. “N-no, stop it,” he said, trying to sound more forceful but failing miserably. It had been way too long since he last had someone, and having two people wanting him at once, even if he hated one with a passion, was too much for him to resist.

“You don’t want me to stop, Pete,” she said with a slight smirk before she leaned her neck back for him as he lowered his head, placing small kisses on her skin.

“If you really wanted her to stop, Peter, if you really wanted this to be over, you would be putting up more of a fight,” William mused before he kissed along Pete’s shoulders, one hand sliding between Pete and Emmi, moving between her thighs to stroke her clit as her and Pete shared a very heated kiss. He grinned when she moaned into Pete’s mouth. “I think it would be in the best interest for all of us if you let yourself enjoy tonight.”

Pete groaned when she broke the kiss and attached her mouth to his neck, licking and sucking as she moaned while William’s hand continued to please her. He moaned when he felt the phantom feeling of a hand stroking his cock. “Don’t just make me feel it,” Pete growled, making Beckett laugh behind him.

“So you’ve decided to join in on the fun, eh?” William mused. “Good boy, Peter. Emmi, move dear.” He softly commanded as she looked at him, frowning. “Trust me, my dear,” he purred as he rubbed his thumb over her hardened click, making her moan. “Trust me.” Emmi nodded as she untangled herself from Pete’s arms as Pete turned an annoyed, but questioning glare at William. “Lay on your back, Peter, I promise you’ll enjoy what I have in mind for you,” he spoke before he moved so Pete could indeed shift and lay on his back.

“This better be fucking good if I’m letting you touch me,” Pete warned as Beckett kissed his thighs, smirking up at him between kisses.

“You see, my pet, we both want something... You want to taste my dear Emmi, and I want to taste you. I think you know what I have in mind,” he said before looking at Emmi, whose eyes widened slightly, excitement flashing in them as she realized what her Master’s friend had meant by his words.

Pete looked up at Emmi, his senses nearly being over-loaded by the sweet smell of her wetness. “Come here,” he quietly commanded, grinning when she didn’t hesitate before she moved back to the bed, having stood up when William told her to move, and slowly straddled his face. He darted his tongue up, licking her flesh with a soft moan as William licked his cock from base to tip, taking the head in his mouth and sucking on it.

Emmi arched her back when Pete’s tongue delved inside of her, sending a small wave of pleasure through her body. She gasped when one hand cupped her bottom and his other hand found her breast, pinching her nipple between his fingers. “Oh God, Pete,” she moaned as he eyes slipped closed.

William took Pete’s cock in his mouth, inch by inch as he brought his hand up, his hand teasing the entrance to Pete’s body, making the other vampire tense up. He took the rest of Pete’s length into his mouth before swallowing around it, making Pete moan against Emmi as his body relaxed, giving William the chance he needed to slid two fingers into Pete’s body so he could start getting him ready for what was to come. When Pete started to tense on his fingers, he gently bit down on Pete’s base and dragged his teeth backwards on his flesh, making Pete moan and relax so he could continue.

Pete moaned as he continued to please Emmi with his tongue and mouth, his cock throbbing in William’s mouth as William scissored his fingers, opening Pete up for him. He moaned, his hips jerking, when William pushed his fingers in deeper, pressing against his prostate. He may have had fantasies and thoughts of other men, but he had never slept with any of them, too afraid of how it might hurt instead of feeling goof, but right about now, he didn’t care with how good it was feeling to have William’s mouth moving back and forth on his cock, and William’s fingers sliding in and out of his body. Add on the delicious taste of Emmi’s flesh and the sounds of her gorgeous moans, and it was almost too much for him.

Emmi reached her hand down, running her fingers through Pete’s hair as he continued to give her pleasure. Even Gabe couldn’t please her with his mouth, and here Pete was, having her close to orgasm already with how skilled his mouth was on her. She whimpered his name as he gently nipped at her flesh, making her shudder.

“I want you to cum for me, Emmi,” Pete spoke in her mind as he flicked his tongue over her clit before sucking softly on it. “Please, let me taste you.”

William chuckled on Pete’s cock, the vibrations nearly pushing Pete over the edge, as he watched Emmi grip the headboard, crying out as an orgasm rocked her body, sending wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. “Good girl, Emmi,” William said as he took Pete’s cock in his throat, swallowing around the thick member one more time before pulling back to allow Pete’s cum to shoot onto his tongue, giving him a taste before he swallowed it, moaning as he swallowed around Pete’s cock, nearly gagging when Pete’s hips jerked upwards, catching him off guard.

Pete licked and nipped at Emmi’s flesh as they both rode out their orgasms. He fought back a cry when William removed his fingers from him and gently bit his cock once more before removing his mouth. He laid his head back on the pillow as William moved up and gently lifted Emmi’s weak body from his face, laying her down next to him.

“Are you enjoying yourself so far, Peter?” William asked as he straddled Pete’s hips, looking down at him. He grinned when Pete nodded, staring up at him with an orgasm-dazed look in his eyes. “Good...” He lowered his head, capturing Pete’s mouth with his own, sliding his tongue past Pete’s lips, allowing Pete to taste himself as he sucked on William’s tongue, moaning and catching William off guard once more.

Pete slid his arms up and around Beckett, lifting his hips to grind up against William’s frail hips. He moaned into William’s mouth as their kiss deepened and he tangled his fingers into William’s long hair, pulling his head closer as William pressed his body closer, moaning into the kiss.

Emmi couldn’t help but stare at the scene that was unfolding before her eyes. She didn’t mind that she was feeling left out, this was too hot not to watch.

“I want you,” Pete growled as he tore his mouth from William’s before moving it to his neck, showing William his submissive side as he ignored his chance to tear out his throat, for the chance to kiss along the slender neck, kissing over the thin choker William seemed to always wear. “I want you inside of me.”

William’s lips curved into a smirk as he lifted up and looked down at Peter, and then looked to Emmi. “I have a way for all of us to get off, in that case,” he mused as he used his knee to push apart Pete’s legs, sitting on his knees between them. “It may prove to be tricky, but I think we’ll all enjoy it.”

Pete let his lower half be lifted up by William as William scooted forward, letting his lap rest under him as he rested Pete’s bottom against his lap as he slid his cock inside of Pete, moaning softly Pete tightened around him. He clenched around the thick, twitching cock, moaning. “W-William,” he moaned as he ground down against William’s lap.

William moaned, looking at Emmi. “Get on his cock, Emmi. I want to watch you impale yourself on him,” he ordered, watching as she nodded.

Emmi moved over to William and Pete, eyeing their position before she straddled him, lowering herself down onto his hard cock, moaning as she slid her hands between Pete’s held legs and gripped William’s shoulders. She gripped a little tighter when Pete’s hips lifted up, meeting her as she lowered herself. She needed to hold herself up since she couldn’t properly straddled Pete, given their position.

William kissed Emmi as Pete pushed down against his lap, clenching before he thrust up inside of Emmi, pulling off of William’s cock. He gently bit her lip as she moaned into his mouth as Pete and him found a nice little pace, so that when Pete lifted off of William’s cock he would push into her. As he and Pete picked up their set pace, William and Emmi moaned into each other’s mouths, William moaning louder when she dug her nails into his shoulders, playing favor to his pain fetish.

Pete thrust up into Emmi harder and pushed down onto William’s cock, just as hard, moaning as he placed his hands on her hips, squeezing and guiding her hips with his and William’s pace. He squeezed her hips with bruising force as his orgasm hit him.

Emmi gasped before crying out when she felt Pete emptying his load into her body, sending her over the edge with him. She clenched tightly on his cock as she bit into William’s shoulder, digging her fangs in, not to feed, but to pull him over the edge with them.

When Pete’s body stilled on his cock, and Emmi bit into his shoulder, it did indeed bring him over his edge, making him moan as he emptied his load into Pete’s body. His strong orgasm made his mind blank from the pleasure as his hips jerked against Pete’s hips, his cock twitching inside Pete as the three of them rode out their orgasm. He let Emmi cling to him, as Pete held onto her hips, and he held tightly to Pete’s legs that he was holding up.

When Emmi slumped against Pete’s legs and his chest, he let her have some of his energy to allow her to rise from Pete, her arms shaking as she laid down next to Pete, as he pulled from Pete, groaning as he crashed to the bed beside Pete. He grinned as Pete curled up to him, and Emmi curled up to Pete’s back, her head resting on his shoulder. “I will let you go back to your friends as soon as you have rested, Peter,” William purred as he stroked Pete’s hair, wishing he could keep him. But he knew that if he could mind fuck Pete, like he did Deacon, he could easily have a new pet. But that meant getting Pete to trust him first.

[Author's Note: This one is for Emmi, obviously, lol. And I hope you all, and her, enjoy it =) I worked my butt off on it.]