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Authors: Caitlin Ricci

Tags: #Adult, BDSM, Erotic Romance, Gay, GLBT, Paranormal, Succubus, Vampire

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“On the bed,” Simon ordered, smiling at him. Max scrambled to comply, an answering grin playing on his full lips.

Simon moved on top of him, not waiting for Max to get comfortable on his sheets before kissing him again. He pinned him down and rubbed against him, their cocks pressing together as Simon brought them closer together. Max trembled under him as his hips moved up to meet Simon’s in a desperate attempt to seek the pleasure Simon denied him. With his mouth still firmly pressed against Max’s, Simon pinned one of the man’s hands above his head and expertly secured his wrist in the strap. Max’s other wrist was even easier and Simon leaned back, propping himself up above Max’s chest so that he could look into the other man’s eyes. They were wide, the gray of his irises looking darker than he’d seen them before as a bright flush covered his cheeks. His thigh rubbed against Simon’s hip, teasing and tempting him in a wordless invitation.

“I think you like being tied up,” Simon said, sitting up and pressing his palms against Max’s hips.

Max nodded. “I do. Though I think I’d like to see you in these sometime.”

Chuckling, Simon rubbed his cock against Max’s, stroking against him with deliberate slowness as Max squirmed under him. “That’ll never happen. I’m going to lube your ass then slide the plug into you now.”

Max’s eyes widened and he slowly smiled. “Sounds kinky. Then will you fuck me?”

Simon snorted and shook his head. “We’re going to do things and bit differently tonight.” He pulled Max’s thighs onto his hips, lifting his butt off the bed and giving him room to work on the other man. He’d placed a plastic grocery bag at the foot of Max’s bed earlier and now pulled it close, taking the new bottle of lube out that he’d bought at the store that morning. He squirted a bit onto his fingers, warming up the thick substance before sliding a finger into Max’s puckered entrance. His other hand cupped Max’s balls, massaging them as he slowly lubed up his anus. Max’s breath started coming in short gasps as Simon moved his hand up to the other man’s shaft and began to gently stroke him, pulling on his cock. He slid a second finger in to join the first and smiled at the sound of Max’s harsh gasp as he lifted off the bed. He thrust wildly toward Simon’s hand, seeking more than Simon was willing to give him right then.

Max closed his eyes and tossed his head back, his mouth falling open as Simon stroked his swollen head. Simon used that moment of Max’s pleasure to slide the plug he’d purchased for the other man into his ass. Max’s eyes opened instantly and he stared down at Simon as he made sure the plug was in place. “That feels…different I guess.”

Nodding, Simon smiled at him. “Yeah, I’m sure it does.”

“What was the point of putting that in if you’re just going to take it out when you go in me anyway?” Max asked him.

Simon released his shaft and moved around on the bed until he was on top of Max, a muscular thigh on either side of the man’s narrow hips. “Who said I was going in you tonight?”

Max looked shocked and Simon couldn’t really blame him for his confusion. “I’m lost. You’re going to let me fuck you? Are you sure you’re a Dom?”

Simon rolled his eyes and reached for the lube again. “If you want to be technical about it, I’m going to be riding you so you’re still not in control. And yes, again, I am a Dom. And sometimes I’ll want to ride you. Problem?”

Max quickly shook his head and held still as Simon leaned forward and slid a lubed finger inside himself, stretching his opening for Max’s cock. Max lifted his head, seeking the kiss that Simon eagerly gave him as he pushed a second finger inside himself. When he was stretched he ran his hand over Max’s cock, putting a good amount of lube on him as well before positioning himself above the other man’s head.

He moaned loudly as he helped Max enter him. Thankfully Max held still, letting Simon go as slowly as he needed to. There was a hint of pain but it quickly subsided. Simon had expected as much, though. This wasn’t a common position for him. But he’d been thinking about doing this with Max for months, and when the opportunity had presented itself in the form of the lovely butt plug that had caught his attention that morning he’d gone for it. He sank down on his hips, letting Max slide deeper inside of him as a soft gasp fell from his lips. Getting comfortable, he leaned back and rested his hands on the hard planes on Max’s chest. He wasn’t muscular, not in the sense that Simon was, but he was lean and Simon appreciated the definition that he did have. He rolled his hips, smiling as Max’s cock stroked against him.

“I want to touch you. Please Simon, let me touch you,” Max begged as he squirmed under him.

His gaze went to the ties as he considered letting him go free. The whole point of restraining him was so that Max couldn’t touch himself. But with his cock inside him, Max couldn’t do a whole lot of that anyway. “I suppose I could allow that,” he replied, quickly undoing the restraints as easily as he’d put them on. “I’m keeping them on your bed though. They’ll come in handy next time.”

Flushed and trembling, Max quickly nodded. “Yeah. I can see how they would.”

Simon let his fingers trail over Max’s arms, delighting in his warmth and the feeling of the other man’s muscles moving under his hands.

“I haven’t been inside anyone in a long time,” Max said, his voice echoing with a bit of something that sounded suspiciously like awe.

Simon smiled down at him. “How’s the plug feeling?”

“I don’t feel much different,” Max admitted.

Nodding, Simon leaned forward. “Bring your hips up to meet my ass, try thrusting inside me and see how it feels then. I think you’ll notice a difference then.”

Though Max looked a bit skeptical he did as he was told and a moment later his eyes grew wide and he groaned. He thrust again, his hips slapping against Simon’s ass he moved inside of him. “Damn.”

“Yeah, I agree,” Simon said, rocking back to meet Max’s thrusts. “Just try to hold off coming. It’ll be harder with it.”

Max nodded and pressed his lips together as his hands came up to grip Simon’s thighs. He squeezed hard enough to bruise and Simon leaned down to lick Max’s neck, tasting the saltiness of his sweat on his tongue. There was a shift inside of him, a momentary distraction that he eagerly pushed aside. Max’s fingers pressed harder on his skin, his short nails biting into Simon’s thighs as he thrust into him. The pain, though brief, brought the thing crawling inside of him closer to the surface. Simon sped up, hoping to ignore the monster.

“What the hell?” Max cried.

With a sigh Simon stopped moving and looked down at the other man, easily guessing what he saw. “What changed?” he asked.

“You’ve got black eyes. You don’t have black eyes,” Max gasped, sounding frightened.

Simon nodded. “And I was so hoping to have fun tonight without having to explain this part of myself. Yet.”

Frowning, Max shook his head. “We can still fuck. Sure we can. You wear contacts and they just fell out right?”

Simon smirked and rolled his hips against Max’s cock, teasing the other man and making him gasp. If he kept him hard enough maybe this wouldn’t be such a wasted night. It was wishful thinking that Max might not mind the idea of having sex with a freak but hey, he was never considered all that realistic either.

“Do you really believe that I wear contacts?” Simon replied, grinning at him. “It’s a nice thought but this isn’t going to be nearly that simple.”

Max nodded. “Damn. Do we have to stop, then? I mean, whatever’s going on, you’re not going to kill me or something, right? Because I’m seriously enjoying this.”

Simon’s mouth fell open. “You’d rather finish having sex than find out?”

Max shrugged. “Well, yeah. Don’t you? Or do you want to do the whole explaining thing now? Personally, and this is just me here, I’d rather have sex. Never thought I’d get to cum in your ass. I don’t exactly want to stop here.”

Simon couldn’t believe his luck, or Max’s nerve, but he wasn’t about to argue with the other man and quickly gave in to his desires. He lifted himself off Max’s cock and quickly sank back down again, feeling him press against the sensitive spots inside himself. Max’s hands moved from his thighs to Simon’s lower stomach and quickly trailed up to his chest, leaving a path of warmth over his smooth muscles. Simon brought his mouth back to Max’s, kissing him deeply and sliding his tongue between the other man’s lips as his fingers explored his arms. He gasped as Max’s hands found his nipples and pinched, sending a wave of pleasure laced with pain through him.

His teeth sharpened at the sensation and he rocked against Max’s cock, seeking pleasure and forcing the other man to speed up to stay with him. He lowered his forehead to Max’s collarbone and gently sucked at his sensitive skin, causing him to gasp.

“I’m close,” Max ground out.

Simon nodded, feeling his cock thicken inside of him. He sat back up and wrapped his hands around the base of his own cock, quickly stroking himself to keep up with Max’s pleasure. Sweat trickled down his neck to slide to his sternum and he gasped as Max licked his fingertips and teased the head of Simon’s cock with his wet fingers, teasing him.

“Your ass feels amazing,” Max gasped, his thrusts turning erratic under him.

Simon had no words, the pleasure of having the other man filling him quickly taking away his ability to speak.

He shook and nearly growled as his orgasm spread through him, stealing his breath as he splashed against Max’s chest. Max’s hands tightened on his hips, pushing him down even as he thrust up to meet him. Seconds later warmth spread through Simon’s ass and he moaned softly at the sensation of being filled with the other man’s cum. He kissed Max’s lips then rolled off him. Sweaty and breathing heavily, he tried to stop trembling as Max turned over on his side next to him.

“How long can I wear it?” he asked.

Chuckling, Simon smiled at him. “As long as you want. I know people at the club that wear theirs nearly all day. I wouldn’t do it when you’re out in public with tight pants on. But it’ll keep you spread for me and it’ll make you hard nearly all day. The point of it for you though is to help you relax and focus on something else. Being distracted by wanting to fuck all day isn’t exactly a great way to work, but it beats having you stressed out and suffering.”

Max nodded and moved his hips. A bright flush covered his cheeks and Simon smiled, knowing the other man was testing the plug out. He’d been the same way when he’d started wearing one. “I like them too.”

“I thought you didn’t let guys in your ass very often,” Max said, frowning.

“True. But can you imagine being on top of someone with that in you? Feeling it stroke your prostate every time you thrust into the man?” Simon asked him. Max’s mouth fell open and Simon nodded. “It’s pretty incredible.”

“Damn.”

They shared a minute of near silence with only their breaths filling the room before Max asked the question Simon had been avoiding for a full year and a half since he’d moved in with the other man.

“So what was that?” he asked.

Simon sighed, not quite sure how he was going to explain this to the other man. “Well, you know what vampires are right?” he started, sounding like an idiot.

Max’s mouth fell open. “You’re a-”

Shaking his head, Simon turned over onto his side to face the other man as well. “No. I’m not. Just, try to keep an open mind and forget all of the Hollywood crap you’ve been fed, alright? Can you do that?”

Max slowly nodded. “Sure. I can. Or I’ll try to at least”

“Good. Vampires, as they really are, aren’t the monsters you’ve been made to believe. They’re more like anemic people that get horrible sunburns. They might have been monsters at one time, but now they’ve evolved. They eat their meat nearly bloody but they don’t go around biting people. There’s no covens, no telepathy, no telekinesis, no super strength- none of it,” Simon explained.

“Sounds boring,” Max said quickly. “So no flight either?” Simon shook his head. “Or turning into bats?” Again Simon shook his head. “Then what the hell point is there to being a supernatural being if you don’t get any of the perks?”

“I’m guessing it was an evolutionary way to assimilate. But what I’m trying to say is that I’m half vampire, on my father’s side. Not that it really matters since it’s not like being a male vampire actually changes anything,” Simon tried to explain. He waited for Max’s reaction, dreading the worst.

“So what’s your other half?” Max asked. “Sex fairy?”

Snorting, Simon shook his head. “You’re not that far off though actually. My mother was a succubus. She seduced my father, not realizing what he was. When she gave birth to me a few months later I don’t think she was all that happy about it. I got dropped on my father’s front porch. She rang the doorbell, and I’m told there was a pretty big argument.” Simon shrugged. “As an infant I don’t remember any of it. But the basics are that I haven’t seen her since, my father’s family raised me and the only thing that’s weird about me, the only thing that gave me away tonight, is that when I feel pain I switch over.”

Max stared at him, his mouth hanging open a bit.

“C’mon Max, say something,” Simon softly pleaded, hating how out of control he felt.

“You’re so weird,” Max replied, turning over onto his back and laughing. “So you want to have sex all the time because you’re half succubus?”

Simon laughed. “I want to have sex with you because I’m a healthy adult guy and you’re damn sexy.”

Max rolled his eyes. “I’m hardly all that.”

Simon moved on top of him, pinning him down. “Yeah. You are.”

“So how old are you?” Max asked him, his arms coming up to hold Simon against him as he sank between the vee in Max’s thighs, pressing their bodies together.

His mouth quirked up into a smile as Simon replied, “Thirty-five. The age that I put on my application. Plus I did have a birthday so there is that, too.”

“No immortality either?” Max looked shocked as Simon shook his head. “Damn. So there really are no benefits to being a vampire-succubus baby?”

Simon snorted. “None. But at least I don’t get a sunburn like my father’s family does. That would seriously suck.”

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