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Dahvie chuckled at Heison’s words. “No problem. It’s right down the road anyway,” he told him with a smile. “I’m glad those two can be together. I mean, I can’t say much about Mikal because I don’t really know him, but Bryan deserves real love. He needs someone to take care of him and vice-versa. He really needs someone to hold at night that he’ll know will be there in the morning. He hasn’t had the best luck with relationships. Then again, I guess he never really expected to be able to be in a long-term relationship what with him being the Slayer. I don’t think he even expected to live as long as he has.” He hummed softly as he directed Heison to Bryan’s house.

“I’ll be right back, okay?” he said with a smile as he leaned over to kiss Heison once more when they arrived at Bryan’s house. He hurried out of the car and inside. He grabbed his toiletries and threw them all in his duffle bag as well as his various clothing items and whatnot before zipping it up and throwing it over his shoulder. He made his way back out to the car and slid back inside. “Okay, off to my house. You know where that is?” he asked, purring a little teasingly. He may not have reacted much to Heison’s flirting but he was looking forward to tonight just as much as the vampire was. He was excited to spend time with Heison and see that surely wonderful body the vampire kept hidden from him.

Dahvie laughed when Heison accused him of accusing him as a stalker. “I don’t know what you do in your free time, Heison. I might just be that irresistible,” he joked, winking slightly at him then directed him towards Dahve’s house. As soon as the car was parked, Dahvie slid out of the front seat and stood before closing the passenger door. He smiled over at Heison from above the car then walked agonizingly slowly up the walk and to his front door. He took out his keys and unlocked the door before stepping inside. He grinned teasingly across the threshold at Heison before he dropped the act and reached through, grabbing the front of Heison’s shirt. He uttered a quick “Come on in,” not hesitant whatsoever about the decision he was making that could possibly change his life. Then he yanked Heison inside his home and kicked the door closed. He pressed the vampire up against the wall and breathed deeply through his nose as he pressed his mouth to his new boyfriend’s. “Mmm… Bedroom?” he asked, breathing against his lips as the things he was holding just dropped to the floor, Dahve uncaring of where they landed. His hands slid down over Heison’s hips then up under the hem of his shirt and up his sides, hands flat against Heison’s smooth, hard back as he pressed himself closer to him.

Dahvie grinned against Heison’s mouth and grabbed ahold of him, dragging him towards the hall and down it a little ways before having to press him against the wall again, hands trailing all over his body as his mouth moved down to the vampire’s throat and sucked hard at the mark he saw there which he supposed was from Charlemaigne. He retreated for a moment only to strip Heison’s shirt off and throw it haphazardly behind him. He vaguely remembered hearing it hit the wall, but he paid no mind. He had a sexy vampire in his house very willing to have sex with him right now. He could care less about clothing.

Dahvie hummed into Heison’s mouth as he pressed his body hard against the vampire’s. When Heison pulled away from him and uttered that one word, Dahvie’s eyes almost rolled into the back of his head. “******** yes,” he breathed and dragged Heison into a room down the hall, throwing him down on the bed. He kicked his shoes off and crawled onto the bed on top of Heison. He kissed his muscled stomach, gazing up at him, a sexy smirk on his lips as his tongue flicked out and dipped into his navel. He teased him, rimming his navel with the tip of his tongue before dipping it inside once again. He soon moved on, kissing and licking his way up his body. “Do you know...how long I’ve waited...for this?” he asked in between kisses as he began attacking one of the vampire’s nipples. He teased it, nibbling and sucking and biting until it was red from the torture. “So long… God, you’re gorgeous… And ********…” He moved up to his throat and latched onto his mark again. “Mm… And so… so…” He lifted up, kneeling over Heison, face inches away. “...loveable,” he whispered. At the same time he leaned down and attached his mouth to Heison’s, he rolled his hips and grinded hard against the vampire, groaning into his mouth. “You’re so amazing,” he breathed, kissing down his way back down his jaw to his ear, nibbling and sucking on his earlobe teasingly.

Dahvie had to give a breathy chuckle as Heison begged for it. The chuckle quickly turned into a low groan as Heison rocked up beautifully against his groin, the friction driving him insane. “Ah… But, Heis, I’m completely dressed, and you still...mm...have pants on,” he purred to him as he slid down to his chest before taking n****e in his mouth and teasing it roughly with his teeth and tongue. “Now...I can take care of these,” he continued to purr teasingly as his hand moved down to Heison’s waistband and yanking the front so hard the buttons about popped off as the pants came open. He slid down Heison’s body, leaving a trail of saliva from a sliding tongue down his stomach. When he reached his crotch, he kissed Heison’s hips repeatedly as his hands slid up and down the vampire’s inner thighs. He looked up into Heison’s eyes as he hovered over his clothed groin. He gave a little smirk as he breathed hot breath over the denim. He then slowly lowered his face and mouthed over Heison’s denim-clad erection, all the while keeping eye contact with him. Dahvie was trembling in anticipation, but he wanted Heison to remember this even over one thousand years later. Slowly, as his tongue moved over the cloth and dampened it, his eyes slipped shut. His left hand slid up over the groin as his mouth was removed from him and he unzipped his pants very slowly, letting the vibration from the moving zipper rock through the other’s lust. He hooked his fingers into the vampire’s waistband of both his pants and underwear and slid them down off of his hips and down his thighs. He watched with greed as the vampire’s erection popped out of his pants. “God, you’re so beautiful,” he breathed out in lust. Losing patience, Dahvie practically ripped Heison’s pants off of his legs--along with his shoes--and went in for the kill. He took the member into his hand and ran it up and down once before running his tongue along the underside from his balls to the tip of his d**k. “Delicious,” he groaned against his sensitive skin before taking him fully into his mouth and sucking hard, groaning at the thought of finally having him in his mouth.

Davie pulled back from Heison's hard c**k, a string of saliva and precum bridging from the tip to Dahvie's lips. With a smirk, he leaned down and, with the tip of his tongue, broke the strand and licked it into his own mouth.

He crawled back up to Heison's face and kissed him fiercely before he sat back on his knees. He looked down at his new bed partner with eyes full of lust. "Heis, come back to me," he told him, running a hand down his thigh. He had seen that dangerous look in his eyes again. They'd work through it this time. "Look at me and tell me what's wrong with this picture. You see, the problem is that I have my pants still on, and I don't feel like undressing myself," he said in a deep, teasing rumble.