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Ryan knocked on the red door that he had come across, looking around as he snuggled even further into his hoodie. He looked at the figure that opened the door with caution and curiosity. “Is this where I can find Caity?” He questioned. “I really need to speak with her.”

“Can I ask what it’s in reference to?” The girl questioned as she eyed him from top to bottom.

“Brendon Urie,” he said, and as soon as the words had left his mouth, the girl swung the door opened and yanked him inside, slamming and locking the door. “I take it she’s here?”

“Where is he? Why hasn’t he been stopping by?” She demanded, ignoring his request for Caity, because he had her.

Ryan opened his mouth to speak, but looked up when he heard a shuffle by another door to see Emmi, Gabe Saporta’s pet, standing by a door leading to another room. He looked to the girl that had pulled him inside so roughly. “I really need go see Caity, and I need to speak to her alone.”

“I am Caity you moron, now tell me where the Hell Brendon is!” She snapped, shocking both Emmi and Ryan, who suddenly took a step back from her, a slight bit of fear showing in his eyes as he studied her. “Where is Brendon!?”

Ryan lowered his gaze to the floor as he tried to pull on his emotional stoic face. He looked up at her once more when he finally had himself together. “Brendon’s gone,” he stated, surprised he had even gotten the words out. “He’s dead...”

Caity stared at Ryan, not knowing who he was and not really caring, as she tried to absorb the fact that her best friend, the only vampire, besides Emmi, that was nice to her, was dead. She could practically hear her heart pounding in her ears as her blood ran cold as the realization she would never see him again, sank in. “Wh-What happened?” She asked softly, struggling greatly to keep her words steady.

“He... He touched one of William’s ‘Beckett’s Boys,’ and was sentenced to death for doing so, and, for speaking out to William himself,” he answered, looking up at the small gasp from Emmi’s direction. He truly was curious as to why Gabe’s pet was here.

“Why would Brendon be stupid enough to touch of those toys?” Caity questioned, her eyes narrowing slightly as she began to get angry at Brendon for being so stupid. “It was Ryan, wasn’t it? He fucking touched Ryan Ross, didn’t he? The stupid dumb ass, I told him to just leave it be, but he went ad did it anyway, didn’t he?” She shook her head as tears of anger pricked her eyes. “He said that he could get Ryan to love him, even if he was head over heels for that fucking-”

“It wasn’t his choice,” Ryan whispered, making her words die in the air as she shifted her angered gaze from the floor to him.

“What did you say?”

“I said, it wasn’t his choice,” Ryan repeated as he met her gaze. “I...I pulled him under my control and made him fuck me, “he said softly. “I. Am the Ryan Ross he spoke-” His words were cut off by a cry from his lips as Caity’s hand made a fast and hard connection with his face.

“You’re the reason my friend is dead?”

Ryan looked into her eyes as he turned his head to look at her. She wouldn’t run a business with vampires without a sort of protection, to kill incase she got in a bind, he thought as he looked at her murderous glare, not feeling any fear from it. It could be painful, but I deserve it... “I drained the blood from his body myself,” he said with a cocky smirk he forced on his face. “But he didn’t mind the sex when it was happening one bit,” he said as he forced his memories into her mind, showing her what had happened between him and Brendon.

- - - - -

Ryan moaned against the wall as Brendon forced his cock inside of him, stretching and filling him. He shook against the wall, making him glad he wasn’t human anymore, or he was sure his legs would have given out when Brendon roughly grabbed his hips and began to rock in and out of him. He pushed back, meeting every one of Brendon’s hard, needy thrusts, keeping his moans as quiet as he could, even though he wanted to scream with how thick Brendon was.

Brendon dug his fingertips into Ryan’s hips as he fucked his semi rival hard, setting a fast pace to work with, although he knew he wouldn’t last much longer with how long it has been since he had been buried inside someone else, instead of having his cock wrapped by his hand. He pounded into Ryan harder, wanting to make sure he left an impression in the damn brat’s mind for making him unable to stop this. If he couldn’t stop it, then Ryan had damn well better remember that there is someone better than William Beckett.

“Oh God, Brendon!” He cried out in Brendon’s mind as his orgasm racked his body, aside from the still coming thrusts from Brendon. He dug his nails into the wall, panting as his orgasm continued to wash over him, and Brendon wasn’t helping either since he was pounding into his prostate. “Fuck, Brendon...”

Hearing his name moaned by Ryan, in his mind, one last time, pushed Brendon over the edge, and into the black oblivion of an intense orgasm. His mind blanked as he buried his cock to the hilt in Ryan’s ass, filling him with his fluids as his hips jerked in spasms against Ryan’s own hips.

- - - - -

Caity growled as she walked away from Ryan, going behind her desk, obviously about to grab something that could easily destroy him, but was stopped by Emmi who stood in front of him, staring at Caity, who turned a hurt look on Emmi when she saw her standing in front of the bastard named Ryan Ross. “What the Hell are you doing, Emmi!?”

“His Master put a bounty out on his head,” Emmi answered. “My Master contacted me to let me know. It’s a nice little sum, Caity, why kill him yourself when you can get money for his death. You can profit from his death rather than causing it and getting nothing out of it?” She questioned as she slowly worked her way through Caity’s mind, calming her down, making sure to be careful as she intruded so that Caity wouldn’t realize what was going on. “You know that killing will only make you feel better and it won’t bring Brendon back, will it?”

Caity sighed in frustration as she set the gun, loaded with bullets coated in a poison deadly to vampires, on the desk and looked up at Emmi, who was right. “If I go near William Beckett he’ll kill me, he won’t pay a human and you and I both know that.”

“Then let me turn him in,” Emmi said as she continued her work in Caity’s mind. "My Master wants to see you," she said to Ryan in his mind. “I’ll turn him in and give the money to you as soon as it’s in my hands.” "Will you come with me?"

"Yes," Ryan replied, wondering what Gabe Saporta could want to see him about.

"Good choice," she replied. “Then let me walk out of here with him, okay, Caity?” When Caity gave a defeated sigh and nodded, Emmi turned, grabbing his wrist, walking out with him in tow.

- - - - -

Ryan looked around the huge room he had been left in as Emmi ran to fetch her Master. He wanted death, he didn’t deserve to be alive anymore, and he didn’t want to be under William Beckett’s slavery anymore. He never thought he would hate his Master that he once held so high, but now he wanted to die, or to be able to hurt William as he had hurt him. He looked over when Gabe Saporta strolled into the room, Emmi by his side as he regarded Ryan.

“Thank you for coming to meet with me, Ryan,” Gabe said as he extended a gloved hand to Ryan, knowing that if his skin didn’t come in contact with Ryan he would be safe from William’s tracking connection. “And don’t worry, there is no bounty on your head, I told my pet to spin that story to save your life.”

Ryan tentavely reached out and took the hand in his grasp, shaking it momentarily before letting go. “I wasn’t worried, I know I’m expendable to him. But can I ask why you wanted to see me, and not my Master?”

“Because I heard of what you did to Mr. Urie,” Gabe answered as Emmi moved closer to him until she was pressed against her Master, his arm going around her. “I was curious as to what you thought of killing someone for the first time, seeing as William never lets his pets kill. Anything you say here will be kept here, Ryan.”

“But I thought you were a connection for my Master?” Ryan asked, confused since William and Gabe had always acted so close to each other, as if they were friends for centuries, possibly a millennia if his Master had been that old.

Gabe shook his head, an amused smile gracing his lips that made Emmi smile as she looked up at him. “I firmly believe in the saying of keeping my friends close but my enemies closer. Your Master is quite the laugh of the vampire community, to be honest with you, but please, answer my question and then we will talk more.”

Ryan looked down as his chest tightened again. “I don’t know... I killed Brendon, and I feel horrible for killing him, because of my own reasons... But if it had been anyone else I would have felt as if I had gained learning experience. With Brendon, I feel as if it was a pointless murder...”

“Murder,” Gabe parroted, looking at Ryan with a curious expression. “You view it as murder, not a feeding kill?” He questioned.

“It was a senseless death,” Ryan whispered as his eyes darkened “I hate myself, in all honesty, for killing Brendon. I wish I could tell him I’m sorry...”

“Silly Ryan, I thought I told you I forgive you.”

Ryan’s eyes widened and his breath quickened as he quickly spun around to see a familiar form, he wondered how he hadn’t smelled them before, smiling warmly at him, as he emerged from the shadows. “B...Bren...Brendon!?”

[Author's Note: Jaws on the floor yet? lol I promise you there will be an explaination as to what the Hell is going on here when I post the next chapter but that one will be posted on another day =) A little shout out to Emmi for letting me use her once more, even if I did ask her permission on short notice, like right before I posted this chapeter lol. Reviews give inspiration!!!!]