Andre Marek and Liam Neeson ~ Bram Stoker's Dracula and bathing (NC17)
[Crossposted to bqv_andre and wolfliam]
Andre held the beautifully boxed gift in his hand, eyes glowing from excitement and anticipation. Breezing past the guards, a smirk and wink, the vampire let himself into Liam’s home. “Hello Lucy, I’m home!”
“Through here,” Liam called from the bathroom. He turned off the taps, looked at the tub of warm water and sighed. Grabbing a robe he wandered through to the living room and smiled, “My favourite blood sucker.”
“My favorite...” Dropping his eyes quickly down then up from Liam’s crotch, Andre snorted, “Were...” Noting the bathrobe, he cocked an eyebrow, “Anticipating something?” Closing the distance between them, the vampire stopping when he could feel Liam’s heat. Inhaling deeply, he closed his eyes and let the other man’s essence fill him for a moment before pressing his lips to Liam’s.
Liam returned the kiss keeping it slow, just tasting each other. “Was going to have a bath... you could join me?”
“Could ask something about how you might smell like wet dog... but won’t.” Instead Andre leaned to the side and deposited the box on the table then brought his hands up to the collar of Liam’s robe, parting it. A beautiful broad expanse of chest was exposed, and the vampire smiled. “I think I might like that...”
Liam let the robe fall to the floor and smiled. “The bath is big and the water is warm.”
One hand moved lightly over the exposed flesh, watching the contrast in their coloring as it melded, “And you are so very hot...” Eyes, near black with passion lifted and stared into lighter ones, “I have all night...” It was quick work, the shedding of clothing, and as his pants, the last article, were pushed down, Andre bent at the waist and gave a soft kiss to Liam’s belly.
“You know all my buttons to push,” Liam chuckled and pushed his fingers through Andre’s full hair.
Dropping to one knee, Andre licked at the warm flesh, his tongue tangling with coarse hair before dipping it into Liam’s belly button and wiggling it around. “They’re the same as mine...”
Liam’s knees buckled a little and he laughed. “Is it wrong that the regional prince is ticklish?”
Snorting against the warm flesh, Andre shook his head ‘no’, “Your secret is safe with me.” Moving lower, he brushed his chin against the nest of wiry curls, then lower still until he could take the tip of Liam’s cock into his mouth, gently sucking at the silky head.
“Watch those teeth,” Liam hissed even though he knew Andre would never hurt him. “And does your Prince know you do that to a wolf?”
My prince and I have little communication. /Though if he knew, he’d probably want to end my existence./ The thought was there, just below the surface and only for him, but Andre didn’t care. Taking Liam deeper, he sucked hard, lips pressed firmly to the rigid flesh as he moved down the shaft. Stopping when the round head nudged the back of his throat. He pulled back, dragging against Liam’s cock, sucking at the flesh as his tongue rubbed against the heavy vein on the underside.
“You’re lucky I have good self control,” Liam gasped and gave Andre’s hair a tug. “Come up here. I don’t want the bath to get cold and I want to see you wet.”
Reluctantly letting go, one more swipe and a kiss to the slit later, Andre stood, a grin on his face, “You’re demanding tonight... think I like it.”
Raising an eyebrow Liam made his way to the large bathtub and stepped in. Holding eye contact with Andre he lowered himself into the steaming water and let out an appreciative moan. Slowly his hand slid over his belly and gave it a slap that splashed the water. “Feels good in here... join me.”
Following the path laid by his lover, Andre moved to the tub and stepped over the edge, his back to the were as he climbed in. Sliding into the water, he groaned, “Nice... love these old tubs.” Leaning back so he rested on Liam, Andre wiggled, settling himself between heavy thighs.
“Comfortable?” Liam asked and kissed Andre’s neck while reaching for the sponge to squeeze water down Andre’s chest.
“With you? Always.” Shuddering at the warm lips on his neck, Andre moaned lightly and tipped his head to the side, exposing more flesh. “Have to admit, I’m kind of surprised you’re taking a bath... today most do a shower.”
“Showers are for cleaning,” Liam murmured and laid another kiss on that sweet neck. “Baths are for pleasure.”
“Oh... pleasure. Seems I have a lot to learn about baths - and pleasure. Care to teach me?” Eyes closed he reached up and cupped the back of Liam’s head, holding the warm lips to him. “Show me...”
Slowly the sponge made its way down Andre’s body, drizzling warm water over his skin until it dipped below the surface and was replaced with searching fingers. “Like this?” Liam murmured as they slid between the Vampire’s thighs.
Tongue sliding against his lips, Andre nodded, “S’good start.” Thrusting up gently, he watched the water slap at the sides of the tub. “Is there more?”
“There’s always more,” Liam chuckled and nipped playfully at the side of Andre’s neck. “Want to take this up a notch?”
“We can take it where ever you want.” Sliding his arm up so he could reach the back of Liam’s head, Andre moved his head more, exposing more to his lover, trusting him. “Play with me tonight, I’m yours... take what you want from me.”
“Lift up a little,” Liam said carefully positioning himself under Andre, his hard cock already in hand.
Both hands immediately moved to the edge of the tub; gripping it, Andre hefted his body from the water slightly, angling back to accommodate Liam.
Andre was tight and Liam held him firmly to keep his progress slow. “Fuck man, that feels too damn good,” he gasped then exhaled when he was fully sheathed inside the Vampire.
Hanging his head, Andre simply enjoyed the sensation of being seated on Liam’s heavy cock, the fullness and sense of... completeness it gave him. “It does... you do.” Slowly rising, he slipped down again, hissing at the small burn and stretch as he moved on his lover’s shaft. “So good.” He would loosen, but the vampire knew other sensations would follow.
Wrapping his arms around Andre he pulled them both a little higher up the bath content to feel his lover against him. His hands began to move slowly through the warm water over Andre’s skin; soft sensual caresses for now.
Tipping his head back, he rested it on Liam’s shoulder, hips rolling and undulating as the water softly lapped at the edge of the tub. His breathing heavy, Andre quietly moaned, the sounds deep and filled with his passion. “Need you love.”
Holding Andre against him Liam lifted his hips burying himself balls deep inside his lover. “Move with me,” he murmured and pressed his face into Andre’s damp hair.
Doing just that, Andre lifted one arm, circling it behind Liam's head. He wanted to taste Liam, taste the sweetness and heat of his lover’s blood, wanted to feel it crimson on his tongue, bringing with it what the were was feeling. “Fuck... more Liam, more.”
Liam felt Andre’s need and reached around to hold his vulnerable wrist to the Vampire’s lips. “Take what you need my love,” he crooned against Andre’s ear.
One hand gripped the proffered arm; lips curling back to expose sharp, deadly fangs. The action was in direct opposition to them though; with a gentle push, Andre’s teeth slipped into the soft flesh, a rush of blood filling his mouth. Moaning around the sweetness, the heady rush of Liam’s presence surging into him, Andre slipped his other arm up and pulled Liam’s head to his neck, wanting to feel the heat of him on his own vulnerable flesh. His world narrowed, became only them, their connection, physically where their bodies joined and the connection brought on by the blood.
No matter how often they did this Liam would never get used to it. The pull on his blood had him nearing orgasm and he needed to fight to stay in control of his body. Liam closed his eyes and concentrated on the slow small rock of his hips and the splash of the water as it spilled over the side of the bath.
Andre was on overload, needing to let go. Any other time it could have been a death for him, but with Liam, the vampire knew he could trust his lover to keep him safe. Closing his eyes, he concentrated on the heat that infused his body, both filling him and nourishing him. so good... love... so good. Taste. Feel. Sending his own pulsating pleasure back through the connection, the vampire felt his orgasm approach, climbing until the need to come was nearly as powerful as the need to continue tasting Liam as he drank from the warmth.
Liam had wanted to wait; see Andre through his orgasm, but it was too much. Through their connection he felt everything his lover felt and the combined force threatened to tear him apart. “Together Andre,” Liam gasped and clung to him.
“Together.” Together love. Speaking then sending the agreement through their connection, Andre pulled back, listening - feeling what his lover felt, connected to it, used it and slowed his own needs to match.
A loud cry ripped through Liam’s throat and he bucked hard into Andre not able to stop the orgasm that exploded through every nerve ending and into his lover.
Feeling Liam pulsate within him, the flood of warmth, Andre drank deeper, one long, steady pull, taking the other man’s orgasm into his being. It was overload; Liam filled Andre, filled his senses, melding into one being as the sensations of their climaxes joined, spiraling around him, in his head, his mind.
The water rippled long after their orgasms subsided as the two held each other, their heavy breathing all but synchronised. Still panting, Liam chuckled, “Don’t tell the pack, but I have never come like that.”
Cradling Liam’s arm to his lips, Andre placed small healing kisses over the puncture marks, sealing them with his tongue. “Don’t tell... hell - I have no one for you not to tell!” The idea of one of his children knowing he’d just nearly exploded in ecstasy wasn’t even a thought. Sliding his arm behind the were’s neck again, Andre massaged the warm flesh as a chuckle started low in his belly and grew. “You do realize your pack - if connected to you in any way - probably felt some of that.”
“Let them know their old prince has some life in him yet,” Liam murmured and kissed his Vampire lover.
Andre just grinned, knowing how much life there really was in Liam.
Andre held the beautifully boxed gift in his hand, eyes glowing from excitement and anticipation. Breezing past the guards, a smirk and wink, the vampire let himself into Liam’s home. “Hello Lucy, I’m home!”
“Through here,” Liam called from the bathroom. He turned off the taps, looked at the tub of warm water and sighed. Grabbing a robe he wandered through to the living room and smiled, “My favourite blood sucker.”
“My favorite...” Dropping his eyes quickly down then up from Liam’s crotch, Andre snorted, “Were...” Noting the bathrobe, he cocked an eyebrow, “Anticipating something?” Closing the distance between them, the vampire stopping when he could feel Liam’s heat. Inhaling deeply, he closed his eyes and let the other man’s essence fill him for a moment before pressing his lips to Liam’s.
Liam returned the kiss keeping it slow, just tasting each other. “Was going to have a bath... you could join me?”
“Could ask something about how you might smell like wet dog... but won’t.” Instead Andre leaned to the side and deposited the box on the table then brought his hands up to the collar of Liam’s robe, parting it. A beautiful broad expanse of chest was exposed, and the vampire smiled. “I think I might like that...”
Liam let the robe fall to the floor and smiled. “The bath is big and the water is warm.”
One hand moved lightly over the exposed flesh, watching the contrast in their coloring as it melded, “And you are so very hot...” Eyes, near black with passion lifted and stared into lighter ones, “I have all night...” It was quick work, the shedding of clothing, and as his pants, the last article, were pushed down, Andre bent at the waist and gave a soft kiss to Liam’s belly.
“You know all my buttons to push,” Liam chuckled and pushed his fingers through Andre’s full hair.
Dropping to one knee, Andre licked at the warm flesh, his tongue tangling with coarse hair before dipping it into Liam’s belly button and wiggling it around. “They’re the same as mine...”
Liam’s knees buckled a little and he laughed. “Is it wrong that the regional prince is ticklish?”
Snorting against the warm flesh, Andre shook his head ‘no’, “Your secret is safe with me.” Moving lower, he brushed his chin against the nest of wiry curls, then lower still until he could take the tip of Liam’s cock into his mouth, gently sucking at the silky head.
“Watch those teeth,” Liam hissed even though he knew Andre would never hurt him. “And does your Prince know you do that to a wolf?”
My prince and I have little communication. /Though if he knew, he’d probably want to end my existence./ The thought was there, just below the surface and only for him, but Andre didn’t care. Taking Liam deeper, he sucked hard, lips pressed firmly to the rigid flesh as he moved down the shaft. Stopping when the round head nudged the back of his throat. He pulled back, dragging against Liam’s cock, sucking at the flesh as his tongue rubbed against the heavy vein on the underside.
“You’re lucky I have good self control,” Liam gasped and gave Andre’s hair a tug. “Come up here. I don’t want the bath to get cold and I want to see you wet.”
Reluctantly letting go, one more swipe and a kiss to the slit later, Andre stood, a grin on his face, “You’re demanding tonight... think I like it.”
Raising an eyebrow Liam made his way to the large bathtub and stepped in. Holding eye contact with Andre he lowered himself into the steaming water and let out an appreciative moan. Slowly his hand slid over his belly and gave it a slap that splashed the water. “Feels good in here... join me.”
Following the path laid by his lover, Andre moved to the tub and stepped over the edge, his back to the were as he climbed in. Sliding into the water, he groaned, “Nice... love these old tubs.” Leaning back so he rested on Liam, Andre wiggled, settling himself between heavy thighs.
“Comfortable?” Liam asked and kissed Andre’s neck while reaching for the sponge to squeeze water down Andre’s chest.
“With you? Always.” Shuddering at the warm lips on his neck, Andre moaned lightly and tipped his head to the side, exposing more flesh. “Have to admit, I’m kind of surprised you’re taking a bath... today most do a shower.”
“Showers are for cleaning,” Liam murmured and laid another kiss on that sweet neck. “Baths are for pleasure.”
“Oh... pleasure. Seems I have a lot to learn about baths - and pleasure. Care to teach me?” Eyes closed he reached up and cupped the back of Liam’s head, holding the warm lips to him. “Show me...”
Slowly the sponge made its way down Andre’s body, drizzling warm water over his skin until it dipped below the surface and was replaced with searching fingers. “Like this?” Liam murmured as they slid between the Vampire’s thighs.
Tongue sliding against his lips, Andre nodded, “S’good start.” Thrusting up gently, he watched the water slap at the sides of the tub. “Is there more?”
“There’s always more,” Liam chuckled and nipped playfully at the side of Andre’s neck. “Want to take this up a notch?”
“We can take it where ever you want.” Sliding his arm up so he could reach the back of Liam’s head, Andre moved his head more, exposing more to his lover, trusting him. “Play with me tonight, I’m yours... take what you want from me.”
“Lift up a little,” Liam said carefully positioning himself under Andre, his hard cock already in hand.
Both hands immediately moved to the edge of the tub; gripping it, Andre hefted his body from the water slightly, angling back to accommodate Liam.
Andre was tight and Liam held him firmly to keep his progress slow. “Fuck man, that feels too damn good,” he gasped then exhaled when he was fully sheathed inside the Vampire.
Hanging his head, Andre simply enjoyed the sensation of being seated on Liam’s heavy cock, the fullness and sense of... completeness it gave him. “It does... you do.” Slowly rising, he slipped down again, hissing at the small burn and stretch as he moved on his lover’s shaft. “So good.” He would loosen, but the vampire knew other sensations would follow.
Wrapping his arms around Andre he pulled them both a little higher up the bath content to feel his lover against him. His hands began to move slowly through the warm water over Andre’s skin; soft sensual caresses for now.
Tipping his head back, he rested it on Liam’s shoulder, hips rolling and undulating as the water softly lapped at the edge of the tub. His breathing heavy, Andre quietly moaned, the sounds deep and filled with his passion. “Need you love.”
Holding Andre against him Liam lifted his hips burying himself balls deep inside his lover. “Move with me,” he murmured and pressed his face into Andre’s damp hair.
Doing just that, Andre lifted one arm, circling it behind Liam's head. He wanted to taste Liam, taste the sweetness and heat of his lover’s blood, wanted to feel it crimson on his tongue, bringing with it what the were was feeling. “Fuck... more Liam, more.”
Liam felt Andre’s need and reached around to hold his vulnerable wrist to the Vampire’s lips. “Take what you need my love,” he crooned against Andre’s ear.
One hand gripped the proffered arm; lips curling back to expose sharp, deadly fangs. The action was in direct opposition to them though; with a gentle push, Andre’s teeth slipped into the soft flesh, a rush of blood filling his mouth. Moaning around the sweetness, the heady rush of Liam’s presence surging into him, Andre slipped his other arm up and pulled Liam’s head to his neck, wanting to feel the heat of him on his own vulnerable flesh. His world narrowed, became only them, their connection, physically where their bodies joined and the connection brought on by the blood.
No matter how often they did this Liam would never get used to it. The pull on his blood had him nearing orgasm and he needed to fight to stay in control of his body. Liam closed his eyes and concentrated on the slow small rock of his hips and the splash of the water as it spilled over the side of the bath.
Andre was on overload, needing to let go. Any other time it could have been a death for him, but with Liam, the vampire knew he could trust his lover to keep him safe. Closing his eyes, he concentrated on the heat that infused his body, both filling him and nourishing him. so good... love... so good. Taste. Feel. Sending his own pulsating pleasure back through the connection, the vampire felt his orgasm approach, climbing until the need to come was nearly as powerful as the need to continue tasting Liam as he drank from the warmth.
Liam had wanted to wait; see Andre through his orgasm, but it was too much. Through their connection he felt everything his lover felt and the combined force threatened to tear him apart. “Together Andre,” Liam gasped and clung to him.
“Together.” Together love. Speaking then sending the agreement through their connection, Andre pulled back, listening - feeling what his lover felt, connected to it, used it and slowed his own needs to match.
A loud cry ripped through Liam’s throat and he bucked hard into Andre not able to stop the orgasm that exploded through every nerve ending and into his lover.
Feeling Liam pulsate within him, the flood of warmth, Andre drank deeper, one long, steady pull, taking the other man’s orgasm into his being. It was overload; Liam filled Andre, filled his senses, melding into one being as the sensations of their climaxes joined, spiraling around him, in his head, his mind.
The water rippled long after their orgasms subsided as the two held each other, their heavy breathing all but synchronised. Still panting, Liam chuckled, “Don’t tell the pack, but I have never come like that.”
Cradling Liam’s arm to his lips, Andre placed small healing kisses over the puncture marks, sealing them with his tongue. “Don’t tell... hell - I have no one for you not to tell!” The idea of one of his children knowing he’d just nearly exploded in ecstasy wasn’t even a thought. Sliding his arm behind the were’s neck again, Andre massaged the warm flesh as a chuckle started low in his belly and grew. “You do realize your pack - if connected to you in any way - probably felt some of that.”
“Let them know their old prince has some life in him yet,” Liam murmured and kissed his Vampire lover.
Andre just grinned, knowing how much life there really was in Liam.