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Bryan was forced to break the kiss as he threw his head back, delving into the world of pure pleasure. "God..," he gasped as Mikal began to pound into him. It felt ******** amazing. Then he was practically lifted up to ride Mikal. And, man, did he ride him. He rode him ******** hard. He balanced himself by placing both hands on Mikal's chest and grinding his hips as Mikal drove into him from below. "********..," he gasped out, "Mikallll," he dragged out in a low moan. He lifted himself off of the vampire's chest and instead steadied himself on the vampire's upraised knees, splaying his body out for Mikal to enjoy as he continued to ride him with all he had.

Dahvie smiled as he listened to Heison's voice. "That's fine, Baby. I don't want you to stress yourself out over it, alright? We have plenty of time to see each other. I mean, I'd come see you, but I don't think your family would appreciate that much." He chuckled a little, a nervous tone in his voice. "Anyway... It would have definitely been great... I really wanna make you feel good... I planned on making you feel so amazing tonight...but I guess I'll just have to make it all the better when you can come over and see me," he purred through the phone, still not being able to wipe the smile off of his face.

Bryan's moans rose higher with every sharp, rough connection of their hips. God, every ******** sensation in his body felt...just...he couldn't even describe it! It had been so long since he was able to feel comfortable enough while ******** a vampire to enjoy it this much. And don't even get him started on how much...passion he felt between them. He just couldn't get over it. "Mikal..," he groaned, chest heaving sharply as he enhaled, gasping for breath. "Mikal... ********, touch me," he more or less demanded from the elder being before letting out a long, low, sexy whine of a groan.

Travis snickered a little to himself, hearing clearly what the two would be talking about. "Have fun," he sang a little after the youngest vampire as he retreated to his room. Bored now, Travis made his way back to Father's room. He knocked twice on the door gently, awaiting his response.

Dahvie chuckled a little when he heard the muffled words through the phone, glad to know they would be "alone together" soon so he wouldn't have to hold back what he really wanted to say. "Babe...do you know how much I want to touch you? How long I've wanted to touch you like a lover?" he purred into the phone once he heard a door open and close again, assuming the vampire was in his bedroom safely now. "You drive me crazy with how ******** gorgeous you are, you know that?"

Bryan cried out in sheer pleasure as his member was touched and pumped roughly in time with the thrusts. "********, Mikal... Ah... A-Aaahnnnngh. H-Ah!" he cried, Mikal driving into his prostate over and over as his member was jacked roughly. It was so amazing... "I-I... I..," he gasped out, having no breath left in his lungs as he tried to get out that he was about to c**. His nails dug into the vampire's thighs sharply. He let out a strangled cry as his seed shot up Mikal's chest, an insane amount of semen unloading itself and puddling there. His head was thrown back in ecstacy as the waves of sheer pleasure washed over him, crashing into his body with an amazing amount of force.

Travis peered in then shut the door behind him. "Is it alright if I stay in here with you for a while?" he asked in a soft voice as he walked over to Father. It had been a while since he just spent time with the blond male. He slipped behind him and ran his fingers through the soft blond lockes a few times before leaning over him and wrapping his arms around his shoulders and resting his chin on his shoulder. "Or we could go sit on the couch in the livingroom. I'll sit with you while you read," he suggested in that same soft voice that just dripped "I'm lonely."

Dahvie chuckled then hummed happily. "I don't know, Heis. I wish I would have more than just flirted with you before. Then again, it's not like we're left alone a lot. I think that was the first time we've just been by ourselves in a room together, to be honest. But I've liked you for a good while now...I just didn't know how you'd take the proposition of us, ya know, furthering our relationship." He smiled at Heison's confession of thinking they'd work well together. "It's not too forward at all, because...well, I feel exactly the same way," he told him softly, happiness clear in his voice. "I think...we should see how well we do work together as a couple, though...before we get too far into things. I'm not saying go sleep with other people by any means. No. Don't do that. I want that body to be all mine to do with as I please," he said, a hint of possessiveness to his voice. "But I think considering our...circumstances, I guess you could say, I think we need to see how well things go before putting a label on it or anything..."

Bryan felt the warmth spread through him as Mikal came inside of him, filling him up. He had no problem being pulled against Mikal's chest. He rested there comfortably, heaving in oxygen to try and catch his breath as he felt the other trembling beneath him. He loved that they were just laying there together, Mikal still inside of him, comfortably in each other's arms. At Mikal's words, Bryan nuzzled into the vampire's neck and lifted his arms up to rest on either side of the vampire and play with his hair idly. After a moment, he whispered back, "I don't either." He lifted himself up off of Mikal a bit to plant a gentle kiss on his lips, feeling his chest swell as their mouths touched. Unfortunately, Bryan's mind decided to rip him out of the loving scene and back into the real world. He took in a long breath of air in surprise as he sat up in his bed, now fully-clothed. He could tell he had come in his jeans, but he paid no mind to it. His eyes were focused straight at his window, eyes meeting the vibrant purple of Mikal's. The Slayer was covered in sweat from the rigorous activities in his dream, and he panted slightly. He slowly stood from his bed and made his way to the window. He looked out at the vampire for a few seconds, still a little stunned from what had happened in his dream. He slowly unclicked the latches that were keeping his window locked and lifted the window up, sliding it open. "That..," he started a little hoarsely, "That...really just happened..?" he asked, voice at a whisper as he searched the vampire's eyes.

Travis smiled a little and moved to slide into his lap. His arms slid around the blond's neck to support himself as he laid his head against his shoulder. He sat in a comfortable silence or a moment before speaking. "Do you think I'll ever find love again?" he asked in a soft, yet curious voice. He was always so caught up in watching over his siblings that he never really had time to find answers for his own problems.

Dahvie's smile didn't disappear while Heison spoke. Yeah, it was kind of terrifying to have the thought of a family of vampires chasing after him for hurting their brother or child, but he knew he wouldn't hurt Heison. He would welcome the vampire's attacks if he did. "No, Heison. I mean, the last person I even slept with was Bryan, and that was because we were both having a bad week and were reaaaally drunk. And that's sayin' something because Bryan, being the slayer and all, can hold some liquor. That was almost a year ago, anyway. Right before i met you, actually... Maybe Bryan introduced us on purpose," he ended with a thoughtful mumble. "That sneaky b*****d," he added with a chuckle.

Bryan hesitated as Mikal asked to come in. He wanted to...but then that would give him unlimited access to his home... That would give a vampire that had tried to kill him on quite a few occassions permission to come inside whenever he wanted. But...it was also Mikal. And what just happened between them...it should be an unspoken truce...right? A few more moments passed as he searched Mikal's eyes, trying to get across the unspoken truce before he nodded slightly. "Yeah... Yeah, you can come in," he said softly. He reached out and took hold of Mikal's slightly outstretched hand and pulled it slowly through the window. His eyes never left Mikal's face, even as both of the vampire's feet touched the carpet. "Just don't kill me, 'kay?" he added in a soft voice. His hand didn't leave Mikal's as they stood there together. "Welcome to my house," he greeted softly, finally glancing around at his slightly messy room. He didn't have much time at home to really keep it clean. "I guess we should...talk or something, huh? Make yourself comfortable." He finally released Mikal's hand and walked over to his bed, sitting down and crossing his legs. He looked up at Mikal expectantly. "I must be barking mad to let a vampire that's tried to kill me multiple times into the one place I'm safe from him, huh?" he said in a quiet voice, looking down at his lap a little awkwardly.

Travis smiled at his Father's words. He snuggled into his embrace and then frowned again. "But...Thus far I haven't found anyone. Heison has his human that he likes plus a few before him, and Mikal's had a few in his afterlife-time. I still...haven't found anyone. When I begin to help them with their...issues...I start to feel lonely. What's the point of being basically immortal if I can't spend it with someone I love that loves me back?" he asked, tone just getting sadder the longer he spoke.

Dahvie laughed a little. "No, he'd probably want to torture me because he didn't have someone that was so interested in him. I really, really care about you, Heis," he admitted, snuggling down more into his couch. He hugged a pillow that was left there and pretended it was Heison. "You should bring me one of your pillows next time you come over...and you can take one of mine," he mumbled into the phone idly, wishing the plush cushion at least smelled like the vampire.

"I know, Mikal. I really...was willing to just pass that dream off as...well...hormones...and you being on my mind a lot...but then you came in and everything happened..." He chuckled a little. "You know, I don't think I've ever felt as vulnerable as I do right now?" he admitted in a whisper of a voice. He paused, silence creeping into the room. "Does this mean that, uh... That we're a thing now?" he asked a little cautiously as he looked back up into his eyes, seeming to glow in the dark. "Because, you know...I think it'd be nice. I mean, the whole forbidden thing is kind of a let-down and a turn-on at the same time. ...I guess there's no chance you'll help me hunt s**t down, huh? Because I have to tell you, Dahvie may talk big, but he's deathly afraid of the creepy-crawlies that bump in the night...which is ironic, considering he's had a huge crush on Heison for almost a year. But whatever. I get tired of his whining." He reached forward and took Mikal's hand in his again, lacing their fingers together.

"You know I'm not good with people," Travis mumbled, a little put-out. "Granted, they wouldn't be people, really. Demons and stuff. But I dunno if I'd really get into all those demons. You know I get pretty shallow when it comes to lovers and whatnot. You were just too gorgeous to pass up. Plus, I don't think you'd have let me go if I didn't have an interest," he told his father with a smile at the memories. He kissed his cheek lovingly. He sat in thought for a bit after that. "Maybe I should just go drink and see where I wake up in the morning," he finally grumbled to himself in muddled thought. "I really just want someone to hold at night," he added in a soft, vulnerable voice.

Dahvie felt his heart flutter at the little yawn the vampire made. He was so cute. He pouted a little at Heison's comment about his cologne. "But I thought it would be cute if we each had each other's pillow to snuggle at night..," he mumbled in an almost-whine. He really just wanted something of Heison's to hug when he missed him. "Plus I only really have one pillow..," he added quietly, still grumbling to himself.

"That's good with me... I dunno how well breaking off my reputation of ******** random vampires at the bar would go, anyway..," he said, looking down to examine their intertwined fingers. He squeezed his cold hand tighter. "New company while I hunt would be much-appreciated. And, ya know, I wouldn't mind some actual fight training, either. I haven't had much actual training...like, at all. I'm actually pretty surprised I've lasted this long..," he said, trailing off with an awkward chuckle. "We can hold hands as friends still, right?" he asked hopefully, looking back up into his eyes. He felt like a school girl with her first boyfriend. "I wouldn't object to kissing either, but, ya know, we are just friends...that happen to have really, really amazing sex in my dreams."

Travis sighed softly. He looked up at him with soft eyes. "I wish we could go out to a nice restaurant and eat... I'd like that. But I don't even know if I would have a taste for food anymore. You probably definitely don't. We could go out and just drink wine?" he suggested, now wanting to get out of the house but still spend time with Father.

Dahvie smiled slightly at the possible promise of a Heison-pillow. "Okay. I hope he says yes. I really want something to snuggle with when you're not in my arms. I wish I had something right now," he told him, hugging his pillow tighter and snuggling into it. "I wish I could hold your body against mine snug and secure all night and wake up to your beautiful face," he told him genuinely.