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Halloween 2008
Title: Once Bitten
Fandom: NA
Pairings: Leon x Reed, Reed x Long
Warnings: THIS IS A DISTURBING STORY. It's full of blood-sucking, rape, and cock-sucking... and it's got so much lemon you could make a gallon of lemonade from it. Oh, and it's full of teh gay. So if any of this bothers you, don't read it.
Summary: Reed is bitten by a vampire on Halloween night, and all hell breaks loose... well, okay, maybe not -all- hell, but most of it.

DING-DONG! The doorbell rang, waking Long with a start from the nap he'd been taking on his couch. “I hate this time of year.” the dour Chinese gentleman mumbled as he stomped over to the front door. He grabbed the large mixing bowl filled with candy from the shelf and pulled open the door to reveal a tall, muscular man covered in lightweight plastic that had been shaped to look like metal armor. A matching helmet covered his face and he was carrying a fake sword. "Oh, it's just you. I thought it was getting too late for kids in costumes."

"Is Song ready?" he asked.

"She's getting dressed. Come in and sit down while you're waiting, she'll be awhile."

"Oh, alright." the guest agreed. His wings brushed past the doorway as he walked in.

"You might want to hide those." Long suggested.

"Oh, right. I almost forgot about that." The Arch-angel replied, making them disappear with the snap of a finger. Before either of them could get to their seats she emerged from the bathroom, wearing nothing but leather gloves, thigh-high boots, and a skimpy leather lingerie outfit that was as tight as her own skin and barely covered anything at all. "Nice." Mitch commented.

"I'm going as a dominatrix." She explained, brandishing a real whip.

"So, you're going as yourself then?" Mitch asked.

"Better than looking like a tin can." She shot back. "What about you, Daddy?"

"I already told you, I am NOT participating this year." Long insisted.

"Too bad. You'll miss out on all the fun."

"I'm not going to be a part of your drunken revelry! You'll have to find another designated driver this year."

"That's okay, 'cause we're walking..." Mitch said, "and even if we did have a car, we have Reed."

"Yeah, where is he anyway?" Song asked.

DING-DONG! "Not again!" Long moaned, stomping over to the door. He opened it up and Leon was standing there, his horns almost scratching the ceiling of the patio. His bat-shaped wings stuck out of the back of his favorite red jacket and he was impatiently twitching his tail.

"Aren't you gonna dress up?" Mitch asked.

"I'm a demon." Leon replied.

"Man, you guys are so un-creative. That makes you the second person going as themselves."

"Who else is going as themselves?"

"Song."

"Oh, right."

"Where's Reed?" Mitch asked. Leon shrugged.

"Wasn't he supposed to come over here with you so we could all walk to the party?' Song asked.

"He wasn't at his apartment, so I thought he must have come over here early."

"Well, he's not here." Mitch said, followed by an awkward silence while everybody wondered where he was. “It's not like him to leave us hanging.”

"The lights were out, the door was locked, and he didn't answer the door bell."

"Maybe he's on his way here?" Song asked.

"No." Long said. He had an ominous feeling about this strange turn of events. "If he had came here straight from his apartment then he would've reached us long before Leon came around looking for him. Something is wrong. We should go check on him."

"Um... I hate to burst your bubble Pops, but how are we supposed to do that if we don't know where he is?" Mitch asked.

"Let's start back at his apartment." Leon suggested.

"Yeah, maybe if we find him then we can all just walk over to the party." Mitch agreed. They all walked out of the room, including Long who wouldn't be left behind when someone he cared about went missing. He locked the door behind him and they all started toward Reed's apartment.

"Maybe he went out for a walk or something?" Song suggested. "He wouldn't be out for long, hopefully he'll be home when we get there."

"I don't think he would go out for a walk on a night like this." Leon said.

"Maybe he had to run to the store, to get something for his costume?" Mitch mused.

"I can't see him doing things last-minute. He's usually well prepared ahead of time."

"Maybe he was walking down the street and he got mugged, raped, and shot... and his body's laying in a back alley somewhere." Song said.

"That's not funny." Long sternly chided her.

"If someone tried to mug him, he would've kicked their ass." Leon added.

"Then maybe he um... took a pregnancy test and it came out positive?" Mitch joked. Song burst into laughter.

"You really ought to be ashamed of such disrespectful suggestions." Long scolded.

"Aw, come on man! It's all in fun! I didn't mean anything by it. I just couldn't think of anything else to say."

"Shut up, we're almost there." They walked up to the apartment, trying to see past the blackened windows into the light-less room inside.

"It sure does look like he's not there."

"Why don't we go in and make sure?" Song asked, picking a strange assortment of pointy metal objects out of one of her boots. She strutted up to the door and started carefully manipulating the picks around in the keyhole.

"Who taught you how to do that?" Long demanded.

"A magician never reveals her secrets." she replied. A soft, metal click was heard and then she eased the door open. They all walked into the darkened room and flipped on the light. Reed was lying on his side on the bed with his back turned to them, wearing a ruffled white shirt, some tight tan pants and black boots.

"Guess he wasn't going to dress up either." Mitch said.

"He said he was going to be a Musketeer." Leon commented.

"Oh, that explains the hat with the big, fluffy feather." Song said, noticing it hanging off the side of one of the dressers. Laying on the table next to it was a plastic pistol and a fairly realistic rapier.

"Reed." Leon said, bending over the bed and gently shaking him. When there was no response he turned the unconscious man onto his back. Then they all noticed the bite marks on his neck. "What!?"

"Come on, get up man." Mitch said, playfully hitting his Reed's leg. "That's not even funny."

"It's not a joke, Mitchell... those are real bite marks."

"You mean to tell me that there are actually vampires?" Long asked.

"Holy shit." Mitch mumbled. "This is not good. If he's been bitten, then wha..." he trailed off as he noticed Reed's fingers started to switch, then he started backing away from the bed. Reed's eyes flew open, they had turned a feral color of yellow and the pupils were shaped like the slits in an animal's eye. He sat up on the bed and surveyed his surroundings, noting the four people who stood by the side of his bed. Then he launched himself into the air, opening his mouth and burying his fangs in Leon's neck.

All it got him was a muffled grunt while his weight pushed Leon back onto the dresser. The other three members of the party watched in horror and shock while blood spurted and leaked from the gap between Reed's fangs and Leon's skin. Reed sucked up the blood greedily while tearing at Leon's chest with sharp, elongated fingernails.

"Not the jacket!" Leon grumbled, pulling it off as quickly as he could before there were any tears in it. Reed tore at his shirt instead, ripping it half-way off of his body and tearing into his flesh. Once his favorite jacket was safe, Leon leaned back and relaxed. Reed didn't seem to realize that he liked this sort of thing. It took him several minutes to get his fill of blood, but after that the vampire seemed to realize that his intended victim was neither struggling in pain, nor passed out due to blood loss.

He pulled back and sat down on the bed with a rather confused look on his pale, angry face.

"I'm afraid you can't hurt me, Luv." Leon casually replied, smirking in utter satisfaction with the turn of events. Unsatisfied with the current situation, vampire Reed briefly looked over the other three members of the party and then lunged at Long.

"GAAAAH!" Long cried, trying to dodge the attack. He wasn't nearly quick enough to avoid the vampire, with his lightning-fast reflexes. Reed sunk his fangs into the exposed neck, feeling the muscles tighten and the blood flow as his victim cried out in pain. Long thrashed violently and tried to pry Reed off of his neck, but it seemed like nothing he did could even budge the nosferateau feeding on his blood.

"Shouldn't we do something?" Mitch asked.

"Stake through the heart?" Song countered.

"That would kill him." Leon pointed out.

"Garlic?" Song asked.

"It probably wouldn't do much good."

"How about a cross?" Mitch asked.

"That might help a little."

"GET OFF!" Long yelled, his voice hoarse because of the strain on his vocal chords. He resorted to kicking and punching at the monster on top of him. Meanwhile Reed's nails were ripping through his clothes and tearing at his flesh. His shirt was in shreds in a matter of minutes.

"Too bad I don't have a cross." Mitch said.

"What about silver?" Song asked.

"I thought that only worked on werewolves."

"It works on weak vampires too." Leon corrected.

"Holy water?" Song suggested.

"Now there's an idea."

"I don't have any of that either." Mitch admitted sheepishly.

"What kind of guardian angel are you?" Song scolded.

"I'm supposed to guard Reed from other people, not guard other people from him! How was I supposed to know he'd get bitten by a vampire!?"

Meanwhile Long was still struggling to get vampire Reed off of him. He tried everything he could think of, trying to put a wedge between their bodies and leverage him off, but nothing seemed to work. Finally he resorted to cheap moves like poking him in the eyes and kicking him in the balls. Although they weren't painful, Reed found these things annoying, and used his super-human strength to pick his victim up and fling him through the air and onto the bed. He landed with a thud and was too weak and stunned to get up.

Reed stood up from his spot on the floor and glared right into Mitchell's eyes. "Oh, crap!" Mitch said, running to hide behind Leon.

"He can't really hurt you either, idiot." Leon reminded the Arch-angel.

"I don't care, man... just keep him away from me!" Reed circled around to the other side effortlessly, almost as though floating through the air. "AAAH!" Mitch cried, scrambling over the dresser to get to the other side. "That's it! I'm leaving, man!"

"Coward. Where are you going?"

"I'm going to find the vampire who did this to him and kill it!"

"Technically, it's already dead." Song interrupted.

"Well, I'll destroy it then!"

"Fine." Leon agreed. "I'll stay here and make sure he doesn't leave the apartment."

"Alright, I'll see you guys later." Mitch said. He de-materialized his body and faded right through the wall. Reed glared in frustration.

"Don't look at me like that." Leon said. Reed turned toward Song, but she vanished in the shadows. Then he turned toward Long who was lying on his back, panting on the bed. Leon followed his gaze. Long seemed to be alright, if a little bloody. Why wasn't he getting up?

"I can't... move!" Long said, responding to Leon's questioning gaze. Reed crawled onto the bed and bit him again, slicing the old wound back open with his fangs. He drank deeply of the man's warm, salty blood. The more he drank of it the more he wanted. He tore the ragged strips that were all that remained of the man's shirt away, and licked and sucked up the blood from the scratch marks on his chest. There just wasn't enough blood to satisfy his hunger, so he used his teeth to slice open the man's skin and create more.

At this point Long was too weak to do anything, he looked like he was just barely keeping his eyes open. Reed was tearing into his body and draining his blood, and he wasn't even lifting a finger to stop it anymore. His whole chest burned, laced with open wounds. Reed soon grew tired of the sport, and started to rip the man's pants off. Long's eyes went wide when he felt the fabric tearing.

"Are you enjoying this as much as I am?" Leon whispered into the shadows. He was getting hard just looking at it.

"I've seen them fuck so many times that I've pretty much lost my taste for watching it." Song replied.

"This is different though."

The shadows sighed. "I'll see you when it's over." With that, she silently opened the door and snuck out of the room. Leon knew better than to think she was disgusted with the night's activities. She was probably headed to a bar to find some poor drunken sap to take back to her own apartment.

"GAAUGH!" Long yelled, the first time Reed bit him below the belt. The vampire was using his pointed teeth to carve a hole in the flesh right next to his hip. "Stop it!" His victim pleaded helplessly, weakly flailing his arms in a desperate and frantic gesture to ward the monster off. Reed seemed to consider the words, although he was really thinking something else entirely. He pushed himself up to his knees and shed his shirt effortlessly, stopping to take off his pants and the rest of his clothes as well. The lustful feeding frenzy had left his cock rock-hard, it jutted out into the cool night air, demanding to be sated.

He kneeled down on the bed next to Long's face, grabbed him by his ponytail and raised the man's head up to the level of his prodigious erection. "Suck it." Reed commanded. Long whimpered, he looked dubious about the whole thing, but he really didn't have any choice in the matter. The vampire pulled him up into a sitting position and then forced his mouth down over his throbbing dick. Long groaned pitiably in spite of the invading member, and weakly bobbed his head up and down over the thick shaft.

Leon could barely contain his excitement, his cock was so engorged with blood that it threatened to split his pants open any minute. He had to un-zip them and pull the behemoth out of his pants leg because it was starting to hurt. Then he decided that while he was at it, he might as well take everything else off. He kept one eye on the action on top of the bed while he was taking off his boots and pulling down his pants. Then when he was finished he leaned casually against the dresser again and resumed watching the action.

Apparently Reed had gotten tired of the repetitive nature of Long's movements and knocked him in the head. Long pulled away from the area with a bruised cheek, and Leon could see a gash on Reed's cock where Long's teeth had been forced through the skin. Reed smiled wickedly. He forced Long back down onto the bed and bit into the other side of his neck, sucking out even more blood while his helpless victim made a half-hearted attempt to push him away. Eventually Long's arms fell limply to his sides, his skin was so pale that Leon was quite certain the man was almost done for.

Reed sucked the man's blood until it was down to the lowest possible level it could be at in order for the vampire to carry out the rest of his wishes. He moved down the bed and used his fangs to carve another gaping hole in the flesh near the man's hips. A weak moan gurgled in Long's throat, but he didn't even have the energy to get it past his lips. Reed sipped just a few drops from the opening, more intent on torturing the battered man by stabbing at him with his pointy teeth. After drawing a few pained whimpers from the man, he moved down to suckle the flaccid penis between his thighs.

A weak guttural grunt rumbled in Long's throat. He was confused, terrified, drained so dry that he could barely even move. Still Reed continued suckling his soft member, surrounding it in the fervent heat of his mouth and stroking it with his tongue. Leon watched with great amusement, wondering if it were even possible for Long to get an erection when the vast majority of his body was so drained of blood. Yet Reed was insistent, licking and sucking and stroking the soft flesh for minutes on end. He sucked the head up into his mouth and twirled it around with his tongue, working the wobbly shaft from every angle possible until it finally started to get just a little firmer.

He kept going, until it was stable enough to stand erect on it's own. It still wasn't nearly it's full size, but he knew it wouldn't get that way considering his victim's current condition. He barred his teeth and used the razor-sharp edge on one of his fangs to slice a line all the way from the base of the shaft to just underneath the head. Long gasped at the searing pain. Unable to cry out at the top of his lungs, he simply sniffled and wept while the vampire sucked the blood right out of his dying cock.

Leon couldn't remember the last time he'd had such a burning need for sex. It was all he could do to keep himself from pouncing on the bed and shoving his throbbing cock into the vampire's ass. Yet, he held back, out of sheer curiosity to see what would happen next. After all, he really was enjoying the show and he certainly didn't want it to end early. He watched intently while Reed drained the man's shrinking erection. Part of him couldn't believe he was seeing this. The Reed he knew would never purposely do anything to harm another human being. Even having been bitten by a vampire, Leon would have expected him to resist it's evil, but obviously he had been bitten by a very powerful vampire.

After he was finished sucking the blood out of the man's cock, Reed moved to the side and bit him on the inside of the thigh, sucking the blood out of a large artery that ran directly from the heart down the man's leg. Long's leg trembled and spasmed, and his foot went completely numb. So much of him was numb now, he could barely feel a thing. He almost felt like he was already dead. Reed drained the artery in Long's leg and then pulled back and kneeled between his legs. He grabbed both of them, lifted them up, and positioned himself right before driving his hard-on mercilessly into the helpless man's body.

Leon watched with undisguised lust as Reed pummeled Long's ass with his dick and then bent over to suck a little more blood out of the wound on his neck. He kept at it for several minutes, sucking the man's blood and ravaging his body. Leon watched while Long's skin turned from a sickly pale tone to a lifeless gray, completely devoid of all life. Reed pulled himself out of the corpse and looked over his work. Having turned the mortal, he glanced back toward his lover.

"You think you'll do that to me, do you?" Leon asked.

"I know better than to think that I can drain the life from you." Reed answered in a fell voice.

Leon smirked pleasurably, although he was honestly a bit perturbed by the sound of that voice. It sounded awfully familiar. Like so many demons and devils he lived with down in hell.

Regardless of the knowledge that he couldn't do any lasting damage to the demon, Reed got up and walked slowly and purposely over to his lover. His tongue flickered over the open wounds on his chest, tasting a faint coppery tinge in the hardened, caked-on plasma. He dug his fingers under the scab on Leon's neck and ripped it off, moving in closer to lap the hemorrhaging liquid out of the exposed tissue. His clawed hands ran up and down his lover's chest, gently caressing each toned muscle and softly teasing his erect nipples.

"I'm not in the mood for foreplay." Leon stated, thrusting his cock into the vampire's belly. Reed fell backwards onto the bed and hissed like a feral cat. Before Leon could move a muscle Reed was off of the bed and biting into his neck again, his nails piercing the demon's flesh. Leon was astonished at his speed, and paused to reflect on it for a moment. Meanwhile Reed moved down to suckle on one of his nipples, eventually piercing it with his teeth and sucking the blood out of it. Leon's body trembled in pleasure. His cock was so hard he felt it would explode. While swallowed up in a hedonistic haze, he could barely feel the smaller being's hands slip underneath his arms before he was catapulted onto the bed.

He landed on his back, and only had a moment to look up in awe before the vampire was right on top of him. Leon didn't have any idea how he had done that, if Reed were human he wouldn't have been able to lift him at all. Whoever or whatever had bitten him must have had an extreme amount of power, the likes of which he'd never seen nor run across during his interment in hell. The bloody vampire spent a moment licking over the demon's wounded chest before moving a bit farther down and biting him on the side, right where his body curved in at the waist.

"Pretty lusty, aren't we?"

"You're one to talk." the fell voice accused.

"True, that." Leon agreed.

Reed went back to sucking the blood out of the flesh at Leon's waistline. His hands wandered over the man's body, eventually settling on the thick shaft extruding from his body. He wrapped his fingers around the heated length and stroked it furiously. Leon gasped, and his body stiffened with pleasure. Reed could taste the robust flavor of hormones in the blood, racing through the demon's veins. It made his own erection ache with need. He clambered up the demon's body and stuck his cock in his face.

"Did you see... what I did to that other man?" the fell voice asked, panting for breath.

"What? You mean Long?" Leon asked.

"Do it!" the vampire commanded. Leon blinked, confounded at the prospect of slitting open the vampire's penis. It was something he wouldn't hesitate to do for anyone else who asked, but for Reed? It just didn't feel right, he couldn't get the idea through his head. Yet, even as he hesitated he felt a strange urge compelling him to lift his hands from the mattress and extend his sharp nails. The potency of it alarmed him, he'd never felt anything like it before. The vampiric power of suggestion usually had no effect on him, and he fought it with all of his will.

"DO IT!!!" the vampire repeated. Leon's finger flew toward the base of the penis and pierced the skin, scratching a line all the way to the tip of the head. "YES!!!" the vampire cried, his cock throbbing with pleasure.

Leon stared up at his the vampire's body with those cries ringing in his ears, and the only thing he could think was, ...this is not Reed.

The vampire flew off of his face and landed on the bed, sliding one hand underneath the demon's body and flipping him onto his back. Leon had the strange sensation that he was made out of paper, or some other lightweight material that was effortlessly moves from place to place. He sent a telepathic message out to the angel. Mitch, can you hear me? I think I need help.

Not now, man! I'm fucking busy!

Not as -fucking- busy as I am! Leon replied, as he felt the vampire climb onto the bed behind him and spread his legs.

Goddamnit Leon! I'm trying to kill this goddamn... OH SHIT! The message came to an abrupt end.

That's not good. Leon thought to himself, then Reed plunged his cock up into the demon's body so fast that he didn't even have time to blink. "GWUAAAAH!" Leon cried, shuddering at the rough invasion. It wasn't the most painful thing he'd ever felt back there, but it was close. The vampire didn't stop to let the feeling fade, he kept going, ramming his dick into the demon's ass at a break-neck pace. Leon gasped and panted, his body felt like it was being split wide open. He wasn't even sure whether he felt aroused or stricken with pain. The pistoning length felt enormous as it ripped through his flesh. He momentarily wondered if Reed's vamipric powers had somehow made the thing larger, but then he remembered that anything felt huge without any lube.

"YES!!! YES!!!" Reed cried, fucking the demon as hard as he possibly could. His hands dug into his lover's flesh and scratched trails of blood down his back. Leon shuddered at the feel of it, it sent shivers down his spine. His cock lurched against the blankets, trapped underneath the weight of his body and the relentless thrusting of the vampire's cock. He was beginning to feel light-headed, the way a human normally felt after they'd lost a good amount of blood, but he was demon, and as such, he had an inexhaustible supply. He knew he shouldn't be feeling this way. "...the hell?" he muttered. More annoyed now than anything else.

Reed's penis had been bleeding out while inside Leon's body, and the constant friction between their flesh was wearing them both down as well. Yet Reed kept going at the same break-neck pace, his lust for blood and sex raging inside. He was pounding himself in to that tight hole so hard that blood started to seep out from the sore, raw opening. Blood everywhere... it was a vampire's dream. He felt so sated, so invigoratingly full of power. Leon, on the other hand, was almost overwhelmed by the experience. Intense sensations of pain and pleasure pummeled his ass and permeated his entire being. His mind began to become clouded thickly with gratification, pierced by sharp bursts of agony every time the vampire drove that cruel prick into his body. He couldn't stand it much longer, his body trembled under the pressure and his balls tightened in preparation for releasing their fluids. Seconds later he came all over the blankets.

Reed was plunging away when he unexpectedly felt the demon's body tighten around him. It was instant euphoria to his headonistic desire for flesh. He lunged into it, forcing the demon's spasming passage to press so tightly against his dick. He felt the muscles in his crotch tighten and spasm, his cock lurched inside of his prey and spilled it's contents into the abyss. He was momentarily weakened by the heady feeling that ensued, and collapsed into the demon's back. After lying there for a few seconds a rush of energy washed through him and he felt completely revitalized. He licked some of the blood from the demon's back before finally pulling his sated member out of it's home.

He got up and sat on the other side of the bed, turning the demon over onto his back again. Leon was still panting, trembling uncontrollably. He couldn't tell if it was in sheer ecstasy or physical trauma... or maybe both, it didn't matter. He couldn't remember the last time he'd been so overwhelmed. Reed bent over and kissed him on the lips, prying them open to thrust in his tongue. Leon simply laid there and allowed him to do so, neither encouraging or condemning the behavior. Reed went in a little deeper, and sucked Leon's forked tongue into his mouth. Leon opened his eyes in confusion, that was something only Reed would do, not some sanguinely lascivious monster. He didn't know what to think.

Then the vampire grazed his tongue with one of his fangs, drawing blood and sucking it into his mouth. If Leon wasn't so intensely sated, the feel of it probably would've made him hard again. As it was, his member barely budged, needing a bit more time to rest before it was ready to go to work again. Reed kept on kissing his lover, sucking on that tongue and twirling it around in his mouth. The taste of blood was everywhere, and soon the demon's tongue began to jostle back, vying for control of their kiss.

After a few more minutes of bloody tongue-war, Reed pulled out of the kiss and hovered over his lover, glancing into his face. In spite of the feral eyes and the drawn, pale skin, the look on his face was almost one of loving desire. Leon watched curiously as he Reed laid down on the bed, noting the hard cock sticking up between his legs. Shit, hasn't he had enough yet? Leon wondered. This level of lust was definitely abnormal, even for Reed, who had a pretty high sex drive. Not as high as Leon's of course. The expression on the vampire's face practically begged him to come over there and fuck him senseless.

Leon slowly picked himself up off the bed and stared into Reed's eyes, as if questioning his intent. The vampire simply returned a blank stare. Mitchell, are you alright? Leon asked.

Yeah, yeah... I'm fine, I'm fine, came the reply. I was just using the wrong weapon that's all. He's gonna be done for this time.

The vampire who did this to Reed, what is he like?

Well, the funny thing is, he's really not all that powerful. I mean, he's good enough to give me shit, but for all the noise out there I though he'd been bitten by Dracula himself or something.

Still, a vampire would have to be pretty bad to give you trouble.

Yeah, he's a pain in the-AAAH! Got to go! Leon frowned at the sudden cut-off, but it sounded like Mitch had things at least reasonably under control. He wondered if he could say the same thing. Vampire Reed had become impatient and crawled over to Leon, licking up the blood on his chest and using one hand to stroke his cock. It surged anew with heated blood and the demon moaned lustfully and ran his fingers though Reed's hair. Reed made his way over to the nipple he'd pierced earlier and re-opened the wounds with his teeth, sipping out just a little more blood, it made him reel with ecstasy. Leon laid there and allowed him to work, so he slowly crept down the man's body. Inching his way while licking and biting and sucking his blood. Then he got to the massive cock between his thighs and buried it in his mouth.

Leon made a pleased groan and allowed his partner to continue to work, bobbing his head up and down over the gargantuan beast. He licked it, and sucked it, and played with it in his mouth. He blew on the soaked, raw flesh and sucked hard on the head. Then he went though with the purpose of all this coddling and slashed the dick from just underneath the head all the way down to the base. Leon gasped and shuddered as searing heat tore through his flesh. The feel of it was amazing, it made his body ache for more. Reed licked a few generous drops of blood from the engorged cock, and then turned around on all fours on the bed, leaving his ass in the air.

Leon didn't need a mind-reader to know what that meant. He smirked his trademark lecherous smirk and climbed up from his position, kneeling down before the exposed cheeks, and then inserted his cock into the small, trembling hole. He started off at his usual pace, amazed by the pain and pleasure that traveled up the slit in his dick and stimulated his most basic senses. Reed moaned and pushed himself against the invading member, relishing the feel of it thrusting into his body. He could already feel the blood spilling inside his intestinal tract, feeding his insatiable need for energy. "More!" he growled angrily.

"My pleasure." Leon whispered, burying the shaft deep inside his lover's anus. He sped it up a little more, even though the friction was already rubbing him raw. The pain raced into his body, as intense and excruciating as the pleasure. He could hear the vampire's breathing quicken, and feel the soft tissue inside of his passageway begin to tear. Their blood spilled and mixed underneath the intense pressure of his thrusts. The vampire purposely squeezed down on that cock with all the muscles in the lower half of his body. That was also something Reed used to do.

The erotic rush of it was getting to be too much for Leon to bear. He could feel Reed's flesh convulsing all around him, hear their panicked cries of sheer sexual euphoria ringing in his hears. He came in a blinding release of pressure, spilling his seed into the vampire's body. This time both of them collapsed onto the bed. Panting, out of breath, completely and utterly spent. They laid there for some time, trembling and panting in a futile effort to regain their strength. After minutes on end of simply laying there resting, Reed finally felt like he could move. He had gone a bit too far, and his vampiric form had an overload of blood, sex, and power. More than he could handle. He turned his head up toward his lover and gently nipped at the side of his face.

Eventually Leon got up from the bed. Pushing himself onto his feet, he felt dizzy for the first time in ages. He had to lean against the dresser to get his balance. He wondered what was taking Mitchell so long. He really had enjoyed the sex, but he didn't think he could keep it up much longer. Mitchell, are you there? He waited patiently for an answer, but after several minutes there was nothing but silence. Fuck, I really hope he's not... what? Dead? The idea was ludicrous, Mitch was an Arch-angel, no vampire could ever kill him. Still, a really powerful one could at least maul him really bad. Scatter his parts in a million places, and make it hard for him to regenerate.

Reed sat up on the bed, renewed with energy by another rush of the borrowed blood inside his unholy veins. Sometime during their fling they had knocked Long down onto the floor. Looking at him, Leon noticed that his skin was changing color again, becoming lighter. That meant he was about to awaken as a vampire. Oh, no. Not another one! The fingers on one of Long's hands began to twitch, and Leon was about to summon a stake and say 'to hell with all of this vampire shit' when Reed suddenly lurched and fell over in the bed, his body spasming like he was having a seizure. Long's body trembled less violently, and when they both stopped they were unconscious and their skin had regained most of it's color. Leon sighed in relief. Mitch's immaterial form drifted into the room and formed together until he stood back in the spot he'd been standing in earlier. He surveyed the scene with apparent disgust.

"I don't know what disturbs me more, all the blood in here, or all the naked."

"You want to know what disturbs me?" Leon asked.

"What?"

"The fact that he was able to man-handle me so well. After what he did to me I'm exhausted. That never should have happened."

"Well, he drank your blood, didn't he?"

"What's your point?"

"Maybe he sucked up some of your power. Who knows? I mean, maybe drinking the blood of a demon sets a weak vampire on a steroid-induced rampage or something."

"Hm, that would be funny. An incubus who got the energy drained out of him." Leon closed his eyes and shook his head. He didn't buy it, but he couldn't come up with a better explanation of what had just happened. "Why don't you drag Long back to his apartment? I'm sure his daughter will be glad to see him alive."