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I walked eagerly down the cold, foggy street, tucking my jacket closer to my body.
God I'm so thristy, unbelievably thirsty, I should have fed earlier, so thirsty.

My pace quickened as I spotted the club, I sighed hapily and smirked, getting to the entrance in a flash.
I walked in, the familier smell hit my nose.
Blood, sex, drinking, smoke, the usual, exciting, head-rush sensation.

I turned a few corners and went down some stairs, so thirsty...

The goth music blared, people were dancing, the bar was on fire, people were laughing and screaming, and feeding..
I could see them, all in dark corners of the large room, slicing at each others flesh and drinking the goodness within.
I could feel my mouth watering, my fangs grew longer and sharper, eager for some of it.

I shook my head and started towards the bar, now not on fire, but couldn't help taking another glance at the feeding.
Filthy motherfuckers, they don't even need it, they're posers, what about the rest of us that actually need the blood? Hmm?
I sat down and took a proper glance around the place.

It was old, but done up modern, dirty, but clean in some places, small, squishy, there were rooms at the back, obviously for VIP's.
Everyone was wearing gothic clothes, their faces covered in makeup, most had drinks or were feeding, dark room, flashing lights, like a modern club, only for people that are 'different.'

That's when my eyes locked on him.

He was in the far back corner, beer in one hand, smoke in the other.
He wore all black, except his white studded belt and blood red tie.
Small, but well built, cute, nice hair that hung over his eyes, skull necklace, well endowed, hot, he looks tasty..

Our eyes met, his sparkled as he smiled and looked down, flicking his cigarette.

I smirked and walked over to him, so thirsty, I need this, so thirsty..
I leaned against the wall opposite him, his dark bangs still covering his eyes as he took a long drag.
"Hey, what're you here for?" I asked.
He hesitated, letting the smoke escape his slightly parted lips, "Uhh.. Honestly.. Sex, and I'm a doner.."
My whole body jolted awake, like I was hit with a stun gun.
"Hmm.. How do you feel about.. Both?" He looked up into my eyes as I asked, his were full of lust.. Need.. Want..
He took another puff of his cigarette, and put it out in the ash tray next to him, running a hand through his silky hair.
"Sounds pretty fucking good.." He answered.

I sighed relief, my body relaxed and waited patiently, the adreniline pumping thick through my veins.
"Oh what's your name?" I asked quickly, jesturing for him to follow.
"Frank.. And you?"
"Gerard."
"Cool."

I grabbed his hand and walked quicker towards the bouncer, breifly showing him my yellow wrist band, allowing us entry to the VIP rooms..
Lucky I did decide to wear this thing tonight..

~~~~*

The room was dark, cold, lonley, like when you jump into an unheated pool.
There was one king bed in the middle of the room, no windows, no doors, except the one we came in, a small kitchen with a fridge, obviously full of booze.
There was a kitchen table, with a stack of assorted knives and cutting implements.

Frank walked straight to them, grabbed out a large butchers knife, held it up and looked at me, a controled expression on his face.
"Which bit do you like?" He asked plainly, almost routine like.
I smiled and bit my bottom lip, a slight laugh running up my throat and out my mouth.
Frank frowned and smiled, walking towards me impatiently.
"What?" He huffed out.
I shook my head and looked at him, still grinning like a maniac.
"Well uhh.. I'm more of the 'bite' type.."

I saw his eyes flicker from mine to my set of teeth, then meeting mine again.
He gulped, "You like to inflict your own wounds then?" He laughed at himself, trying to stay calm.
"Well.. I guess you could put it that way." I nodded, trying to read his face, he obviously hadn't met someone like me yet..

Without warning, he grabbed his shirt and lifted it off, discarding the material on the floor.
Oh man, was he built well.
"Soo.. Which bit do you want?" Mmmm.. Seductive yet sexy.
I think I like this guy..

My mouth started to water as I properly checked out his, toned pale flash.
He smelled so good, looked so tender and lucious..Jeesus..
I could feel my powerful fangs get much sharper, ready for action.
I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply.
His scent properly hit me, hard, and my eyes rolled into my head, my cock springing to life.

I grabbed both his shoulders and ran my nose up his jawline, still unable to process that such a person that smelt this good could exsist.
"You smell, so, so... Fucking good, Frank." I moaned into his ear, brushing his lips as I made my way lower.
A shaky breath/moan escaped his mouth as I lowered my lips to his inked, masculan shoulder.

I licked my fangs and opened my mouth, ready for what amazingness was about to be exposed.

My teeth sunk deep into his flesh, the fresh, warm, metalic taste exploding in my open mouth.
It was like nothing I'd ever tasted, to hard to describe how amazing it was.
I never thought something this good actually existed in this world, I guess it paid off, big time.

I could feel the goodness running down my throat, slinking its way deep through my body.
The warm, liquid to good to waste as I lapped and sucked from the puncture wound, no desires to stop my feed.
"G-Ge-Gerard I, f-feel diiizzyy..." Frank whined as he swayed, I had to hold him still tightly.
Okay Gerard, that's enough now I think.. Don't go too far.
But I couldn't stop.

I was stuck in a feeding frenzy.
This taste was what I dreamed of, much, much better actually.

This beautiful man, his unbelievably good tasting blood, I-I-I..

My nails dug into his shoulders harshly, he let out a cry of pain, I pulled myself away and stumbled backwards.

My mouth was hanging open, his liquid gold dripping from my chin.
My fangs were almost hanging over my whole lip, they were huge and would have made quite a wound.
I stared at the oblivious Frank.
He was swaying, almost falling over and mumbling things that didnt make sense, he looked drunk out his mind.
I just continued to stare, my head dipped low, eyes oh his every movement, I felt like some sort of animal, panting and growling at my injured prey.

He turned and faced me, pointing straight in my face.
"Wooooaah Gerard, your eyes, arre likke, rrrred duude.."
I squeezed them shut, then opened them again, careful not to take in a breath or I'd probably not be able to control myself and pounce.

Frank hiccupped,"Opps, ohh, down I gooo!" He collapsed onto the carpeted floor, face down on his stomach, mouth wide open.
I bit my lip and shook my head roughly, clenching and unclenching my fists, causing a 'cracking' sound to come.
I looked down and saw Frank on the floor, blood pouring from his back where a deep bite mark had been made.

My body was taken over by fear and anger from head to toe, I covered my open mouth in shock.
Feeling something, I pulled my hands away and inspected them.

Blood.

It was.. M-Me..
I've never done this to a person, in all my years of living, never had the urge to just go full force and kill someone.
I can't believe, how did I, oh shit, will he be okay?!
My breathing quickened and I started to shake, not able to draw oxygen into my lungs.
"Oh, no, oh, no, fuck, fuck!" I stammered out inbetween breaths.
I collapsed beside Frank on the floor, drawing my knees up to my chest and hugging them, silently sobbing, just overwhelmed.
My eyes felt heavy, my body weak, I closed my eyes, resting them, giving them time to recover, as well as my body.
I dozed off into a dreamless slumber.

~~~~*

Someone was nuging me, hard, in the side, ow, that hurts..
I rolled over and groaned, squeezing my eyes shut as tight as possible.
"Gerard! Wake up!" A voice sounded excitedly in my ear.
I froze and my eyes popped open, I shot up.
"Frank! Are you okay!?" I screamed at him.
His eyes widened at my sudden jolt awake, "Yeah, yeah I'm fine.. No wait, I'm not."
I carressed his face in my hands, rubbing my thumb over his cheek bones, his beautiful skin pale in the dim light.
"What's wrong? Do you need to go to the hospital? Did I hurt you badly? Do you want me to leave?"
"NO! N-No.. Please d-dont leave.." He wrapped me in a hug, squeezing tight.
I hugged back, confused, I almost killed this guy! Why the fuck is he hugging me?!
"Frank I.. I almost killed you, arn't you scared?"
He shook his head, still focused on the hug, "You got your part of the deal.. I-I'm not leaving here empty handed, Gee.."

Gee.. I like that..

I smirked, rubbing my hand over his bare back.
"Wait.. You had blood, all over you..?"
"Yeah I uhh, cleaned myself up while you were sleeping.. I wanted to look, presentable, I guess." He blushed lightly.
I laughed quietly and shook my head, "Your beautiful, Frankie." I whispered, hugging him close once again.
He sighed in my arms, returning the favour with passion.
I snakily brang my hands down his back, digging my nails in every now and then, pushing them down his pants and squeezing his ass.
He squeaked and I brang my lips to his ear, "You sure you want this?"
"Sure." He confirmed.
"Then your in for it." I smirked and licked his neck, he moaned.

I grabbed him by the shoulders and threw him on his back, onto the white colored bed.
He smiled and reached for my shirt, pulling it off wildly and throwing it far away.
I sat ontop of him, my legs on either side, our waists locked together, and brought my lip to his.
His arms linked around my neck, pulling me deeper as I twisted my fingers through his dazzling hair.
His lips were sugar sweet, almost as nice as his blood, maybe better.
I slid my tongue secretly into his mouth, exploring until it met his.
We fought, an epic battle between forces, untill the winner was choosen.

I took my mouth away, causing him to whimper, as I turned my attention towards his chest.
It was alluring, the way it glowed, it looked so perfect, like a statue, you could sit a stare for hours, just mesmarised.
I started to bite on exposed skin, not hard, just enough to draw a tiny amount blood and make a noticable mark, he was mine, and mine only.
As I continued my work, his hands got to my jeans and was tugging sharply, brushing my bulge slightly with every tug.
I moaned loudly into his chest as he bucked his hips upwards.
Realizing his dominance, Frank flipped me over so I was on my back and stradled my hips.

Sneaky little bastard.

He giggled, a high pitched, girly giggle, and dragged his warm hands down my chest, to my jeans.
He undid them and slid them down and off, carelessly throwing them on the floor, leaving me just in my boxers.
He palmed me through the thin fabric roughly, "Frank.. Cmon." I moaned.
Not waisting any more time, he pulled my boxers off, leaving me fully exposed, my erection waiting.
He licked my full member and I shivered, my dick flinching at the warmness and wetness of his rough tongue.
"Uuughh.." I grasped the bed sheets and bucked my hips forward, but he pushed me down.
"Frank.. Cmon..Stop being, such a tease."
He sighed, giving in, "Okaay, if I HAVE to.."

He took me in his mouth fully, sucking hard at first while massaging my inside thighs.
My toes curled and uncurled from pleasure, moans and gasps escaping my lips whenever there was a chance.
He started to lick in circles around my hardened dick, making me buck forward and cry out his name.
"C-Close..S-Stop.." I commanded.
He complied, taking his mouth off me.
I kissed him softly, caressing his cheek gently, while pulling his pants and boxers off.
I was right, he was well endowed..

"Now.. Get on your knees.." I said sternly.
He obeyed, getting right into position.
I sighed in dissappointment, "If only we had a whip, this would be soo much funner.."
"Shit Gerard, shut up and fuck me!" He screamed.

I pushed straight in, Frank cried out in pain and gritted his teeth, I held onto his waist firmly, not wanting him to fall.
I kissed his back, "It'll get better trust me, okay?"
He nodded, "Mmmhm. O-Okay."
I pulled out slightly, then pushed back in, another cry came from him, but not as bad as the first.
I continued slowly for a while, untill he started to moan and push himself back against me.
"Harder, G-Gee, faster!" He gasped, trying to get me as deep as possible.
"You're nice and tight, it's s-so fucking goo-d." I moaned.
I started faster, banging into him as hard as possible.
I hit his prostate and he screamed out in ectasy.
"Fuck! There! Again!"
I thrusted in hard, hitting the same spot.
At this moment I grabbed his member and pumped hard.
"Uuggh.. Gerard!" He came, his body shook and tensed around my cock, taking me over the edge as I reached my climax.
"Fuck! Frank!" I spilled myself inside him, filling him with my warmth.

We collapsed on the bed, our breathing fast and hard.
Frank crawled under the blankets and I snuggled up next to him, hugging his waist.
Frank turned his head and faced me, "Next time, I'll bring a whip." He winked and kissed me softly.