[Slash] The Other Soul Mates - Prophecy Series Time Stamp - Mike/Tom
There were very few times over the course of their relationship that Tom and Mike had a real disagreement - in fact only three including the one they’d just had - and each had ended in the best sex either had ever experienced, so all and all it wasn’t a bad thing. Occasionally Mike considered picking a fight just for the make up sex but the regular sex was pretty amazing too so he didn't.
“You know I never meant to suggest you didn’t understand,” Tom whispered as he stepped into the room, listening to Mike close the door behind them. When he turned his lover was leaning back against the wood, small smile tugging up the corners of his lips.
“I learned some time ago Tom Welling that you very rarely consider what you’re saying before it leaves your lips,” he pushed off the door, crossing the room in several long strides and curling his fingers along the collar of Tom’s shirt. “It’s one of the main reasons I’m still sane now I suspect.”
Tom smiled; circling his arms around Mike’s waist and pulling him flush against his chest, fingers carding up under his lover’s shirt, splaying out across cool flesh. “At least you’ve learned that, I can’t even imagine what you might be like insane.”
“Mmm,” Mike moaned softly as Tom’s fingers ghosted over his nipple, pinching slightly. “Something tells me you’d have me regardless.”
“Michael,” Tom pulled the vampire’s shirt up and over his head, dropping it down to the ground at their feet. “I would take you in any way.”
Mike let his head fall back as Tom’s lips dipped to the curve of his neck, sliding across the skin in a circular motion, leaving a faint trail of saliva with each open, close, tongue dip. “You know just the right words to woo me.”
“I still need to woo you?” Tom mumbled against his flesh with a gentle smirk. “And here I thought actions spoke louder than words,” He tightened his arms around Mike’s waist before sinking fangs into the stretched muscle and sucking eagerly at the blood that bubbled up.
“Tom…” Mike hissed, grinding his hips against Tom’s as his fingers shifted between their bodies, making quick work of the buttons along his shirt front. “Shit.” He gasped as Tom’s sharp fangs pierced the area just below the area he’d already bitten.
Finally finished with the line of buttons he shoved the fabric down over Tom’s shoulders, shoving off him and hard into the far wall. Blood continued to drip in a slow trail down his neck as the two stood facing each other, dark eyes meeting - nearly tangible sparks dancing across the room.
They crashed together as one in the middle of the room, teeth and lips and tongues clashing together in a brutal kiss as hands made quick work of buttons and zippers. Pants and boxers pooled together on the floor and Tom dipped to trace his tongue up the line of blood painting Mike’s chest, sealing the small puncture holes his fangs had previously made. Mike’s fingers dug into his hipbones, shoving hard until the man stumbled backwards - falling hard onto the bed.
A low, predatory sound left Mike’s lips as Tom scooted back toward the headboard and he began a slow crawl over the long body. Tom parted his legs to welcome Mike’s form, wetting his lips as his lover drew closer. Mike caressed the air around Tom’s thighs, hand hovering inches over Tom’s cock. “Would you like me to touch you?” He whispered, finger tips ghosting just over the silt. Tom arched desperately upward even as Mike pulled his hand further up, clicking his tongue. “I don’t think so lover, you know it’s never that easy.”
“Tease,” he gasped in surprise when Mike’s teeth closed around his nipple. He dug the tips of his fingers into Mike’s back, pressing his body down hard into his.
“You wouldn’t have me any other way,” Mike insisted, sinking his fangs into the spot above Tom’s heart and lapping over the area in slow strokes with his tongue. “My turn to make you mine.”
Tom hissed as Mike sprang back at super speed, tugging Tom up with him by his hair. “Jesus Mike.”
Mike’s tongue traced up the curve of Tom’s neck up to his jaw line, biting just the edge of his ear lobe. “I’m going to make you beg for me. Make you so hard everything in your body will weep for your release. And just when you think you can’t take any more,” he whispered, hand trailing down the curve of Tom’s body, fingers digging hard into the round curve of his butt. “I’m going to tie you to the bed and make you watch me get off, all over your chest. And then, would you like to know what I’m going to do?”
His body dipped towards Mike’s, allowing the vampire to support his weight as Tom’s hands moved in patternless arcs over his body. “What-“ he cleared his throat, head tilting to the side to give Mike better access to his ear. “What are you going to do then?”
Mike traced the curve of Tom’s ear lobe, dipping down until his mouth rested just against his flesh. “I’m going to fuck you so hard you’re going to ache for days.”
“Jesus,” Tom gasped as Mike’s hand curled suddenly around his hard cock, squeezing tightly with every upward stroke. “Not sure I can last that long,” he breathed, curling slightly backwards to give Mike more room to move. “Not as young as I used to be.”
“Nice try,” Mike chuckled, laying the vampire back down and reaching over to the night stand to pull open the top drawer. “I’m so glad I remembered to stock this drawer when we first purchased this place,” he mused, digging around the assortment of toys until he came up with two long, black silky ribbons.
Tom watched as he secured one arm to the headboard, making quick work with the second. “I thought I wasn’t getting tied up until my whole body was weeping for yours.”
“It’s not?” Mike arched an eyebrow at him and smirked, crawling back down his lover’s body until his mouth hovered over Tom’s cock and his smirk grew to a wicked grin. “Alright, maybe this will help.” His mouth opened wide to take Tom in to the hilt.
“Fuck,” Tom gasped, hips arching until Mike’s fingers secured along the flesh and held him in place. “Mike.” His fingers dug craters into Mike’s shoulders as the vampire moved at an almost rapid pace up and down his shaft. “God please…”
Mike hummed in pleasure around the hard flesh, dragging his teeth just faintly over the skin before pulling completely up and off Tom, smacking lips together and grinning. “I’d say you’re as close to weeping as you’re going to get.“
“Jesus,” Tom hissed as Mike straddled his chest, sitting back and wrapped long fingers around himself, twisting his wrist with each upward stroke. “If you… if you come then…” his eyes watched the steady up, down motion as if hypnotized. “Then maybe you won’t…”
“Don’t insult my stamina lover,” Mike insisted, circling a finger around the head of his cock and gathering the pearly bead of precome on the tip, reaching out to slip the digit along Tom’s tongue. “By the time I get you ready for me, I’ll be more than ready to go again.”
Tom rolled the taste on his tongue, writhing under Mike in effort to get just the slightest friction of his cock along Mike’s skin. “I don’t… I don’t need preparing…”
Mike leaned forward to crash his lips against Tom’s, tongue snaking forward to sweep in broad arcs along his teeth and tongue. Mike ground his cock against Tom’s abs, groaning into Tom’s mouth as he brought himself nearer his completion. “It’s one of my favorite things,” Mike informed as he pulled back, speaking against his lips. “Preparing you. Watching you squirm with my fingers buried inside you. I love the way you bite your lower lip, the way you push down into me so eagerly. Begging for me without words.”
“You’re going to make me come with just words,” Tom warned, regretting the words the minute he said them and Mike pushed himself back up.
Another smirk danced along Mike’s lips before he dropped his head forward and rocked forward into his fist, speeding up his tempo and gasping Tom’s name over and over with each thumb over his slit, squeeze of his fist. “Tom,” he hissed one final time, coming in spurts across Tom’s chest with each rock forward.
Tom watched the burning liquid splattering across his skin, moaning with each introduction of streaked heat. His hips thrust up into the air, desperate for any sort of touch but finding none.
Mike collapsed forward, forehead resting against Tom’s. He lay folded and silent for a long stretch of time, giving Tom just enough time to fall back from the edge of his orgasm. The need in his cock faded to just a thrumming want and he cleared his throat. “Mike? Everything alright?”
“Just thinking,” Mike grinned, lifting his head and pressing a chaste kiss to his lips. “Do you remember the first time we made love? In your tiny little room above that bar?”
Tom chuckled softly, a shiver traveling down his body as Mike trails kisses down the flesh. “Yes. You’d been a vampire for almost a month but were still afraid to have sex with me.”
“I was not afraid,” Mike shook his head, pressing gentle kisses along the inside of Tom’s thighs. “I didn’t understand what sex with you would be like. Actual sex.”
“I was willing to let you top first,” Tom arched his hips up into Mike’s lips, words falling from his lips in a whisper. “By the end there I was practically begging.”
“But I didn’t want to top first,” Mike spoke against his flesh, reaching out to part his cheeks and slowly trace the sensitive pucker there. “I gave myself to you in every other way. I needed to give in that way as well. To become completely yours, my body and soul.”
Tom sucked in a sharp breath as Mike reached up to gather a dollop of his come and smeared it between his fingers. “You’ve always been completely mine,” he whispered, words ending on a soft moan as both fingers slipped into his tight hole at once.
“From the very moment you found me,” Mike confirmed and scissored his fingers to stretch the muscles. “But I needed to let you make me yours. In every way. And that night… I knew I’d do anything to ensure we were never apart again.” Tom moaned, grinding down into Mike’s fingers and tugging on the restraints. “Every single day I still crave you. My body aches for you whenever you’re not near. Why do you think I’m always touching you?”
“I’m irresistible,” Tom gasped and grinned when Mike paused in his motions to look up at him with an arched eyebrow. “Just go with it.”
“Alright love, you’re irresistible,” Mike agreed and pulled his fingers out, reaching up to grab the bottle of lube from the nightstand. A small, warm smile pulled up his lips as he squirted the cool liquid onto his hand and covered the already hard length of his cock quickly. “Are you ready for me?”
“Always,” Tom nodded, raising hips up with the support of Mike’s fingers digging into his flesh as he positioned himself and slowly pushed forward. Mike’s years of practice had him brushing against Tom’s prostate on the first pass, pressing firmly enough Tom’s desire shot back full force. “Jesus Mike,” he gasped, tugging hard on the restraints.
Mike learned forward to instantly pick up the pace, take pity on his lover with repeatedly hard thrusts down into pleasure center. “There’s nothing like being buried in you,” Mike growled, fingers tightening impossibly hard along his hipbones. “All these years and you’re still tight for me, always eager and willing.”
Tom moaned loudly as he rocked forward to meet each of Mike’s thrusts. He clenched his muscles around his lover’s cock, and tugged once more on the restraints. This time he managed to rip the fabric and free himself - hands instantly coming up to trail the hard lines of Mike’s chest. “So close…” he hissed, pulling his legs up to his chest to give Mike better access.
Mike moved with deep, quick thrusts, fingers curling around his lovers ankles as he brought them both toward the edge. “Mine,” Mike breathed, suddenly dropping Tom’s legs in favor of curling his fist around Tom’s weeping cock to stroke him to completion. “Come for me lover.”
“Michael,” Tom groaned as he came, eyes fluttering shut, muscles clenching impossibly tight around Mike’s shaft, pulling the vampire over the edge with him.
Several beats later Mike collapsed on top of Tom, allowing himself to be rolled slightly so Tom could cradle arms around him. “Did I please you?”
“You always do,” Tom smiled, pressing a kiss to Mike’s temple. “I love you.”
“And I you,” Mike circled Tom’s nipple with the tip of his index finger. “It’s a good thing we stalk up on those restraints. I think that’s the third pair you’ve ripped this month.”
“We could just use handcuffs,” Tom offered with a chuckle.
Mike pushed up slightly to stare down at Tom with a wicked grin. “I believe last time we did that you broke the headboard.”
Tom’s chuckle shifted into a full laugh and he tilted his head up to brush the tip of his nose against Mike’s, “I believe you’re right.”
Mike dipped his head to caress their lips together in a gentle kiss that lasted for several long moments. Mike let his hands thread up through Tom’s hair, stroking the silky locks. After some time he pulled back and nuzzled his face along Tom’s neck. “Not sure about you… but I’m starving.”
Curling his arm around his lover, Tom laughed and pressed a kiss to the top of his head.
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