Halloween came early
I wrote two B&J vampire drabbles for the qaf drabbles community.
No idea how this happened, but here they are. Please be warned, there's blood and biting.
Night Games
Tonight, Brian decides to make Justin wait. He wants him hungry, deadly. It’s a dangerous game, but Justin plays along, circling the divan, skin past pale in the moonlight.
An eternity passes before Brian releases his prey and opens his arms.
Justin leaps then, grinning fiercely before sinking his teeth into Brian’s neck. He abandons his customary finesse, wanting Brian to feel it.
“Manners,” Brian growls, yanking Justin’s head back, then lunging forward to bite just as hard. Ecstatic, Justin pushes closer, cock rock-hard, moaning, rutting, sucking, until the first of his orgasms takes him.
It’s hours before they’re interrupted.
Loyalty Is Its Own Reward
“Excuse me. Master?”
Ted stands at a respectful distance, hands clasped at his groin.
“Master?”
Snarling, Brian looks up. “What?”
“The guests are here.”
Ted counts six heartbeats before Brian responds.
“Tell them an hour.”
But Ted is rooted. Justin is scooping rose-colored come off Brian’s chest and spreading it across his own body, eyes closed, smiling blissfully.
“Theodore,” Brian warns.
“Uh . . . sorry . . . I . . .”
“Yes. We know. You were distracted. So you’ve stammered in the past.”
And then Justin’s up, rescuing and leading Ted to the door. After three hundred years of service, it’s the least that he can do.
ETA: Season 2 Dexter spoilers within
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No idea how this happened, but here they are. Please be warned, there's blood and biting.
Night Games
Tonight, Brian decides to make Justin wait. He wants him hungry, deadly. It’s a dangerous game, but Justin plays along, circling the divan, skin past pale in the moonlight.
An eternity passes before Brian releases his prey and opens his arms.
Justin leaps then, grinning fiercely before sinking his teeth into Brian’s neck. He abandons his customary finesse, wanting Brian to feel it.
“Manners,” Brian growls, yanking Justin’s head back, then lunging forward to bite just as hard. Ecstatic, Justin pushes closer, cock rock-hard, moaning, rutting, sucking, until the first of his orgasms takes him.
It’s hours before they’re interrupted.
Loyalty Is Its Own Reward
“Excuse me. Master?”
Ted stands at a respectful distance, hands clasped at his groin.
“Master?”
Snarling, Brian looks up. “What?”
“The guests are here.”
Ted counts six heartbeats before Brian responds.
“Tell them an hour.”
But Ted is rooted. Justin is scooping rose-colored come off Brian’s chest and spreading it across his own body, eyes closed, smiling blissfully.
“Theodore,” Brian warns.
“Uh . . . sorry . . . I . . .”
“Yes. We know. You were distracted. So you’ve stammered in the past.”
And then Justin’s up, rescuing and leading Ted to the door. After three hundred years of service, it’s the least that he can do.
ETA: Season 2 Dexter spoilers within
icon by the fabulous youbetterwiseup