[Fan Fic] Going Bump in the Night
Title: Going Bump in the Night
Genre: Supernatural/Romance
Pairing: USUK
Rating/Warnings: M, for badly written porn and everything that comes with it
Summary: The last person Alfred expected to run into was Arthur. He is very pleased when he notices Arthur undressing him with his eyes. Vampire!AU.
Alfred hates it when young vampires run. Okay, hate might be the wrong word. He doesn’t mind it, he likes chasing after them, but it gets annoying really fast, especially when their college students. That’s just the wrong group of people to be turning, but then again Alfred isn’t exactly one who should be speaking. He groaned and took after the man after he figured the girl was fine and wouldn’t be turned.
He was glad the campus was rather small and the young vampire wasn’t supper graceful. Alfred remembered not being graceful at first. One’s mind becomes so clouded with the sensation of everything around them grace becomes the last things on their mind. Usually it takes a few years with no direct, day by day guidance. Alfred got over it in a few months, but Yao forced him to have days of dealing with that. So the young vampire was easily traceable.
Alfred caught up with him eventually. Well reasonably, he could make him out in the distance and could hear where he turned. However he suddenly heard him come to a holt after turning down the breeze way under the huge library. Alfred grinned, pulling out his stake, a silver rod lined with wood along the spike. He quickly got behind the man. With ease he shoved the spike into the man’s back. He somewhat wished he could have talked the man out of it, taken him back to China to the Community, but he was too far lost. Alfred talked to him and the man wasn’t going to have that.
In a swift movement he yanked the stake free from the man’s body and slipped it back in a loop on his black leather belt. He lets out a relieving breath, that turning into a sigh, he suddenly heard a heartbeat, a surprisingly calm one, seeing as how someone was just killed in front of them. He turned to the sound, which was in front of him. There standing in front of him was the last person he ever thought he would see after everything that happened. He figured there would be a short leash not one this long.
“You always had to make an entrance,” Arthur said with a sign and sliding his gun back into his holster.
“In reality I wasn’t really trying.” Alfred said with a cheeky grin, before looking down at the body. “Fuck, now I have to find away to rid of this in a way that won’t get noticed.”
“You’re plans are still as holey as ever.” Arthur said shaking his head and pulled something out of a pouch on his belt. It was a small black tube, something Alfred remembered glow in the dark things come in when he was a child. Arthur twisted the top open and cleared his throat after a while. “If I remember correctly I get a favor for setting your free, you wouldn’t mind disposing of this would you.” Arthur said to thin air before motion to the body on the floor.
Alfred raised an eyebrow, he knew all about the Kirkland ability, well all the abilities really. Arthur saw through everything, which was overly handy when dealing with the supernatural world. Vampires can sense other Vampires but they can’t see what spells others were using, Arthur saw everything.
“And it has to be in a way that won’t draw unwanted attention.” Arthur said firmly, “enjoy your freedom.”
“Can I even ask?” Alfred asked, and Arthur rolled his eyes.
“Sun Pixie,” Arthur said walking over to Alfred and gently pushing him away. “The situation is handled.”
Arthur pushed him along to the corner from which he came. Alfred found feel the warmth of his hand bleeding through the sleeve of his black, double-breasted, trench-coat looking coat that was designed especially for him. He grinned to himself, happy for the sensation. The two hurried down the stairs by the side of the library. Walking into one of the many courtyards of the campus.
“I’m surprised you’re here alone.” Alfred said breaking the silence and shoving his hands into the pockets of the black trousers he wore. He glanced down at his boots, which came up half way on his shin and housed the ends of his pants in them, leaving them to somewhat bubble out. It was a nervous habit had had whenever he was walking and talking with someone.
Arthur made a sound. “The council is starting to see reason.” Arthur said easily, his green eyes shifting up and down Alfred’s person. Alfred noticed when he looked up at him with a chuckle.
Alfred smiled at him. He’s caught Arthur checking him out before, lots of time, and he’s done the same. Arthur’s not in anything special. Sure he was wearing the usual hunter attire of all back and trench coat looking coat with lots of straps. It was very different from what Alfred himself was wearing.
Suddenly Alfred heard the familiar ring of his phone. He groaned, digging in his pocket and pulling it out before holding up a finger to Arthur. He saw the look of question on Arthur’s face, but Vampires had a set of ringtones as well. He hit the green answer button, muttering a quick hello.
“Something just came up in France.” He heard Toris inform him on the other line. “Could be Bonnefoy and his ‘troops’.” He said and Alfred groaned. “You’re not done with the thing in Florida?”
“Yes and no.” Alfred said, because he didn’t want to get on a plane and fly to France right away. He walked away from Arthur, though he knew he was talking way to low and quick for Arthur to pick up on.
“What do you mean?” Toris asked.
“Toris, I can’t leave right now, there’s a lot of technical things I need to do. I’m going to have to erase some girl’s memory and get her somewhere.” In reality it wouldn’t take him that long, erasing her mind would knock her out and he could take to the police station on the campus and make the police men think she walked in and passed out. It was very easy to do. “That and there’s hunters.”
“Lead them to the girl and lose them.” Toris said confused and would be something Alfred would do. She looked to drain to have been bit and left to turn on her own. Alfred was happy for that.
“Not that simple.” Alfred hissed. “Look let me deal with what I need to and I promise I’ll fly out at the break of dawn.” Alfred compromised.
“I’ll tell Yao then. Good luck with everything.” Toris said and the line on the other end went dead. Alfred sighed sliding his phone into his pocket and turning to face Arthur again with a grin.
He was about to open his mouth to say something when he stopped. His blue eyes found Arthur’s green eyes lingering about his person. Alfred has to agree that vampires have a sort of perfection to them; they aren’t always models or just beautiful things to the world. They look like people, all types of people, but there is something perfect about them that human eye can never truly place. He grins because his eyes start to linger around Arthur as well.
Sure Alfred had seen Arthur in a hunter’s uniform before, both as a vampire and not. It wasn’t anything overly special; it did little to complement his physic. Yet looking at Arthur, his hair usually disobeying, his thick eyebrows and green eyes practically undressing him while wearing a Hunter’s uniform did him in.
Alfred started towards Arthur and was in front of him in half a second. Arthur’s smell over flowing then being so close to him. He can smell the tea, earl grey like always, and the products he used to bath, a rosy lingering smell that had always been Arthur, and then just the smell of him as a person. Alfred couldn’t place a finger on what it smelt like, but his mind eased quickly and he felt everything relax and rest. Alfred just wanted to bury his head in Arthur’s neck and breathe for hours on end.
Arthur blushed a bit at the sudden closeness, his heart rate speeding up ever so slightly. “Who as that?” Arthur asked.
“Someone from the council.” Alfred said with a wave of his hand.
“Where you even speaking English?” Arthur asked with a raised eyebrow.
Alfred stopped. Had he been speaking English? He was quite sure he had, but he understood many of the languages in the world very much like how he knew English. He was sure he had spoke English. “Yes,” Alfred said easily. “I know it didn’t sound like it, but it was.” The English Hunter gave him a look, Alfred only knew meant Arthur wasn’t interested in asking any more questions. Alfred chuckled at him. “Just business that can wait till the morning.”
“Hm…I hope so.” Arthur said with a grin. “I feel like breaking a lot of rules tonight.” Arthur said bringing a hand to one of the buttons on
Alfred’s coat. “It’s just a question of where. I’ve got a Jag.”
“You’re so British,” Alfred said with a roll of his eyes, before leaning down to bring his lips closer to Arthur’s.
“You’ve probably got some bloody pick-up.” Arthur snapped smartly, tilting his head just so. Alfred could feel his breath move on his face.
“I’ve got a room.”
“Oh,” there was a thick raised eyebrow.
“Yes, it’s got a rather small bed, but I think its fine for what we need it for.”
“What are waiting for?”
Alfred couldn’t take talking much longer and closed the annoying distance between their lips. He didn’t feel any hesitation form the other end. In fact Arthur quickly brought his arms around the American’s neck, and allowed himself to be lifted. Alfred took off towards the dorms. They were there in a matter of seconds, and Alfred pulled away to open the door with the dorm key. Arthur was clearly shocked by the sudden change of scenery but was over it soon after.
Finally getting the door opened, Alfred shot a glance at the person at the front desk and they immediately made eye contact. The girl at the desk grinned and went back to her work, Alfred had made her see just him, and Arthur was non-existent. Alfred hurried him down the hallway, rather glad he had a room on the first floor. Alfred grinned, his roommates were all out and he grinned, the room was all theirs. Open the dorm and allowing Arthur in, before closing the door and had his lips back on Arthur’s in a matter of seconds.
He directed Arthur to his said room which really didn’t have much in it. He had only brought a small suit case of the things he needed for his time in hunting down the vampire. Of course Alfred easily made his roommates think he had tons of things for his room and it was full even ever they entered. There were sheets on the bed however. A simple set he picked up for a few dollars so he wasn’t sitting on the plan mattress.
Arthur was too happily occupied with his mouth and the want for sex to notice the bareness. Alfred didn’t mind, to him it only meant there was less things between him, Arthur, and the bed. Arthur started undoing the buttons of his long, double-breasted coat. Arthur bit Alfred’s bottom lips, his green eyes flashing with want as he pushed the coat off Alfred’s body slowly, fast by human standards, but slow by vampire.
The moment Alfred got his fingers on Arthur’s buttons or clothes they practically flew off him. He smirked at the bit of a shriek he caused from Arthur at the sudden action. However Alfred knew the Englishman was more aroused by the fact that Alfred could get his clothes off in a matter of seconds, even if he cursed and glared at him while he struggled to get Alfred’s off. Eventually Alfred was bare as well and pushed as close as he could to Arthur.
They fell onto the bed, happily kissing and getting all the more aroused which was an amazing feeling to Alfred. He was well aware of Arthur’s tongue battling him, and his hands moving with the curves and dips of Alfred’s body. The American pulled away and attacked Arthurs neck, sucking and leaving all the love bites he wanted. He sometimes let his fangs brush up Arthur’s neck, but he never ones let them dig in to, or scrap the man’s skin. Arthur moaned happily, arching to Alfred’s touch and moving his neck to give Alfred as much room as he could.
“Got any lube?” Arthur asked breathlessly as Alfred ran his tongue along his neck, Alfred knew it was along a main artery.
Alfred snorted on the Brit’s neck, but pulling up to look at him. He could hide his grin. “Never leave home without it.” Actually he had, but the University’s health center had free lube, and he like any other teenage male in college jumped on it. He was quickly off to get it, which was really just the blink of an eye for Arthur, wiggling the small bottle with glee. “Travel size too.” He grinned out.
Arthur rolled his eyes, silently encouraging Alfred to just get it on his fingers and get his fingers in him. The Vampire was more than willing to oblige the hunter. He squinted some in his hands and got it as warm as he possible could. Vampires had slightly lower body temperatures then humans, only by two or three degrees though.
Alfred quickly slipped his fingers into Arthur’s hole, noting the discomfort that would soon pass. He worked his fingers skillfully. He had Arthur had had sex before, Arthur of course didn’t remember most of it, he was usually too drunk too. Alfred knows how to move his fingers to prepare and pleasure Arthur well enough. It wasn’t long till the man was a moaning mess below him.
“I think that’s quite enough now.” Arthur said.
“Impatient as always,” Alfred said with a grin, gently placing a kiss on the Brit’s forehead. Chuckling as he figured Arthur was giving him an odd look.
He easily lifted the smaller man and slide in, having coated himself in a flash. He moaned instantly, burying his face in Arthur’s neck, feeling everything about him on the most sensitive area of his body. Alfred could feel Arthur stretch around him, his body adjusting, his heart beat that was pounding, and his pained breaths.
Alfred took a deep breath of Arthur’s scent and grinned. He had had sex before with Arthur, again when Arthur was drunk off his ass and Alfred was drunk enough to not think correctly and not forget, both as human and vampire. He honestly loved sex as a vampire more, there was so much more to feel and it made sex all the more pleasurable. He knew Arthur was adjusted before Arthur himself did, but he still waited to the other to say so.
He felt the nod, and pulled out before slamming back in, gripping the mattress with all his might, knowing if he gripped Arthur he could easily snap him in half. Arthur seemed rather understanding of that fact and had his legs wrapped around Alfred’s hips, while his hands traveled about the American’s body. It wasn’t long till Alfred found the sweet spot and Arthur moaned loudly his grip tightening. From there it was not long for a rhythm to form between them, which had both moaning and wanting more.
Arthur did not make it easy to hold back, he wanted more in his lusty haze. All of which Alfred would be more than happy to provide for Arthur had he been a vampire. Still Alfred allowed him a small taste of his strength. It made the green eyes man below him threw his head back. There weren’t many words exchanged between them, the sex left little to be said or ask for.
Unlatching one hand from the mattress, Alfred brought his hand, wrapping it around Arthur’s length and pumping with the pace of his thrusts. Arthur came first, in a rather loud mess of moans, and loud cries of Alfred’s name. It honestly made Alfred happy his roommates were gone, because he didn’t know if he could face them to erase their memories if they had been. Hopefully the people next to them wouldn’t mind, after all they there all guys, if anything they would want to know who was the lucky guy getting laid. Alfred came a few thrust later. The feeling of the spasms and tightening of Arthur’s body had done him in his orgasm.
Alfred moaned and settled down in the bed, pulling out and watching as Arthur came down from his high. When he did he glanced at Alfred with a rather smug and tired look. “You sound rest Arthur.” Alfred said, touching the tip of the Englishman’s noise.
“Why aren’t you tired?” Arthur asked smartly as he started to curl up and drift into the world of sleep.
“Vampires don’t get sleepy.” Alfred said, brushing the sweat covered hair on Arthur’s forehead. “Now just rest.”
With a few grumbles about vampires and their inhuman characteristics, as he drifted off to sleep.
Alfred was gone long before Arthur ever woke up. He cast a spell over him that would allow him to get around unnoticed until he got to his car. He left a note for Arthur explaining as such and the reason to the mark on his wrist, which would fade. However he was off to France rather early, hoping it wasn’t Bonnefoy and he hadn’t missed a good chance at bringing him in. Still for a night like what he had, watching Arthur sleep after loving his as much as he could. It was somewhat okay to miss the Frenchman.
AN: Hey guess whose back with more Vampire!AU stuff?! I'm rather happy, I finally wrote this, I had writer's block like crazy. Still thanks to everyone who helped me actually get it out and pressured me into doing it. Okay pressured is the wrong word, it was more like pester. I personally blame the fact that I live in a dorm and it's hard to write porn with someone else living with you in the room. Sorry but I like writing porn in secret and having no one know that I do by looking at me.
Okay, here's the usual annoying author chatter I like to do. The university that the two are at is modeled of the one I'm currently attending, dorms and all. This takes place at the beginning of the Fall semester where everyone moves in and Alfred will basically be a drop out to the university. This takes place a few months after Words of a Once Man.
Hope you all enjoyed it and hopefully this was posted correctly. Also I made a tumblr for this cause I'm a nerd. Come visit A Vampire's Bite, I try to post things everyday so I'm constantly thinking of things.
Genre: Supernatural/Romance
Pairing: USUK
Rating/Warnings: M, for badly written porn and everything that comes with it
Summary: The last person Alfred expected to run into was Arthur. He is very pleased when he notices Arthur undressing him with his eyes. Vampire!AU.
Alfred hates it when young vampires run. Okay, hate might be the wrong word. He doesn’t mind it, he likes chasing after them, but it gets annoying really fast, especially when their college students. That’s just the wrong group of people to be turning, but then again Alfred isn’t exactly one who should be speaking. He groaned and took after the man after he figured the girl was fine and wouldn’t be turned.
He was glad the campus was rather small and the young vampire wasn’t supper graceful. Alfred remembered not being graceful at first. One’s mind becomes so clouded with the sensation of everything around them grace becomes the last things on their mind. Usually it takes a few years with no direct, day by day guidance. Alfred got over it in a few months, but Yao forced him to have days of dealing with that. So the young vampire was easily traceable.
Alfred caught up with him eventually. Well reasonably, he could make him out in the distance and could hear where he turned. However he suddenly heard him come to a holt after turning down the breeze way under the huge library. Alfred grinned, pulling out his stake, a silver rod lined with wood along the spike. He quickly got behind the man. With ease he shoved the spike into the man’s back. He somewhat wished he could have talked the man out of it, taken him back to China to the Community, but he was too far lost. Alfred talked to him and the man wasn’t going to have that.
In a swift movement he yanked the stake free from the man’s body and slipped it back in a loop on his black leather belt. He lets out a relieving breath, that turning into a sigh, he suddenly heard a heartbeat, a surprisingly calm one, seeing as how someone was just killed in front of them. He turned to the sound, which was in front of him. There standing in front of him was the last person he ever thought he would see after everything that happened. He figured there would be a short leash not one this long.
“You always had to make an entrance,” Arthur said with a sign and sliding his gun back into his holster.
“In reality I wasn’t really trying.” Alfred said with a cheeky grin, before looking down at the body. “Fuck, now I have to find away to rid of this in a way that won’t get noticed.”
“You’re plans are still as holey as ever.” Arthur said shaking his head and pulled something out of a pouch on his belt. It was a small black tube, something Alfred remembered glow in the dark things come in when he was a child. Arthur twisted the top open and cleared his throat after a while. “If I remember correctly I get a favor for setting your free, you wouldn’t mind disposing of this would you.” Arthur said to thin air before motion to the body on the floor.
Alfred raised an eyebrow, he knew all about the Kirkland ability, well all the abilities really. Arthur saw through everything, which was overly handy when dealing with the supernatural world. Vampires can sense other Vampires but they can’t see what spells others were using, Arthur saw everything.
“And it has to be in a way that won’t draw unwanted attention.” Arthur said firmly, “enjoy your freedom.”
“Can I even ask?” Alfred asked, and Arthur rolled his eyes.
“Sun Pixie,” Arthur said walking over to Alfred and gently pushing him away. “The situation is handled.”
Arthur pushed him along to the corner from which he came. Alfred found feel the warmth of his hand bleeding through the sleeve of his black, double-breasted, trench-coat looking coat that was designed especially for him. He grinned to himself, happy for the sensation. The two hurried down the stairs by the side of the library. Walking into one of the many courtyards of the campus.
“I’m surprised you’re here alone.” Alfred said breaking the silence and shoving his hands into the pockets of the black trousers he wore. He glanced down at his boots, which came up half way on his shin and housed the ends of his pants in them, leaving them to somewhat bubble out. It was a nervous habit had had whenever he was walking and talking with someone.
Arthur made a sound. “The council is starting to see reason.” Arthur said easily, his green eyes shifting up and down Alfred’s person. Alfred noticed when he looked up at him with a chuckle.
Alfred smiled at him. He’s caught Arthur checking him out before, lots of time, and he’s done the same. Arthur’s not in anything special. Sure he was wearing the usual hunter attire of all back and trench coat looking coat with lots of straps. It was very different from what Alfred himself was wearing.
Suddenly Alfred heard the familiar ring of his phone. He groaned, digging in his pocket and pulling it out before holding up a finger to Arthur. He saw the look of question on Arthur’s face, but Vampires had a set of ringtones as well. He hit the green answer button, muttering a quick hello.
“Something just came up in France.” He heard Toris inform him on the other line. “Could be Bonnefoy and his ‘troops’.” He said and Alfred groaned. “You’re not done with the thing in Florida?”
“Yes and no.” Alfred said, because he didn’t want to get on a plane and fly to France right away. He walked away from Arthur, though he knew he was talking way to low and quick for Arthur to pick up on.
“What do you mean?” Toris asked.
“Toris, I can’t leave right now, there’s a lot of technical things I need to do. I’m going to have to erase some girl’s memory and get her somewhere.” In reality it wouldn’t take him that long, erasing her mind would knock her out and he could take to the police station on the campus and make the police men think she walked in and passed out. It was very easy to do. “That and there’s hunters.”
“Lead them to the girl and lose them.” Toris said confused and would be something Alfred would do. She looked to drain to have been bit and left to turn on her own. Alfred was happy for that.
“Not that simple.” Alfred hissed. “Look let me deal with what I need to and I promise I’ll fly out at the break of dawn.” Alfred compromised.
“I’ll tell Yao then. Good luck with everything.” Toris said and the line on the other end went dead. Alfred sighed sliding his phone into his pocket and turning to face Arthur again with a grin.
He was about to open his mouth to say something when he stopped. His blue eyes found Arthur’s green eyes lingering about his person. Alfred has to agree that vampires have a sort of perfection to them; they aren’t always models or just beautiful things to the world. They look like people, all types of people, but there is something perfect about them that human eye can never truly place. He grins because his eyes start to linger around Arthur as well.
Sure Alfred had seen Arthur in a hunter’s uniform before, both as a vampire and not. It wasn’t anything overly special; it did little to complement his physic. Yet looking at Arthur, his hair usually disobeying, his thick eyebrows and green eyes practically undressing him while wearing a Hunter’s uniform did him in.
Alfred started towards Arthur and was in front of him in half a second. Arthur’s smell over flowing then being so close to him. He can smell the tea, earl grey like always, and the products he used to bath, a rosy lingering smell that had always been Arthur, and then just the smell of him as a person. Alfred couldn’t place a finger on what it smelt like, but his mind eased quickly and he felt everything relax and rest. Alfred just wanted to bury his head in Arthur’s neck and breathe for hours on end.
Arthur blushed a bit at the sudden closeness, his heart rate speeding up ever so slightly. “Who as that?” Arthur asked.
“Someone from the council.” Alfred said with a wave of his hand.
“Where you even speaking English?” Arthur asked with a raised eyebrow.
Alfred stopped. Had he been speaking English? He was quite sure he had, but he understood many of the languages in the world very much like how he knew English. He was sure he had spoke English. “Yes,” Alfred said easily. “I know it didn’t sound like it, but it was.” The English Hunter gave him a look, Alfred only knew meant Arthur wasn’t interested in asking any more questions. Alfred chuckled at him. “Just business that can wait till the morning.”
“Hm…I hope so.” Arthur said with a grin. “I feel like breaking a lot of rules tonight.” Arthur said bringing a hand to one of the buttons on
Alfred’s coat. “It’s just a question of where. I’ve got a Jag.”
“You’re so British,” Alfred said with a roll of his eyes, before leaning down to bring his lips closer to Arthur’s.
“You’ve probably got some bloody pick-up.” Arthur snapped smartly, tilting his head just so. Alfred could feel his breath move on his face.
“I’ve got a room.”
“Oh,” there was a thick raised eyebrow.
“Yes, it’s got a rather small bed, but I think its fine for what we need it for.”
“What are waiting for?”
Alfred couldn’t take talking much longer and closed the annoying distance between their lips. He didn’t feel any hesitation form the other end. In fact Arthur quickly brought his arms around the American’s neck, and allowed himself to be lifted. Alfred took off towards the dorms. They were there in a matter of seconds, and Alfred pulled away to open the door with the dorm key. Arthur was clearly shocked by the sudden change of scenery but was over it soon after.
Finally getting the door opened, Alfred shot a glance at the person at the front desk and they immediately made eye contact. The girl at the desk grinned and went back to her work, Alfred had made her see just him, and Arthur was non-existent. Alfred hurried him down the hallway, rather glad he had a room on the first floor. Alfred grinned, his roommates were all out and he grinned, the room was all theirs. Open the dorm and allowing Arthur in, before closing the door and had his lips back on Arthur’s in a matter of seconds.
He directed Arthur to his said room which really didn’t have much in it. He had only brought a small suit case of the things he needed for his time in hunting down the vampire. Of course Alfred easily made his roommates think he had tons of things for his room and it was full even ever they entered. There were sheets on the bed however. A simple set he picked up for a few dollars so he wasn’t sitting on the plan mattress.
Arthur was too happily occupied with his mouth and the want for sex to notice the bareness. Alfred didn’t mind, to him it only meant there was less things between him, Arthur, and the bed. Arthur started undoing the buttons of his long, double-breasted coat. Arthur bit Alfred’s bottom lips, his green eyes flashing with want as he pushed the coat off Alfred’s body slowly, fast by human standards, but slow by vampire.
The moment Alfred got his fingers on Arthur’s buttons or clothes they practically flew off him. He smirked at the bit of a shriek he caused from Arthur at the sudden action. However Alfred knew the Englishman was more aroused by the fact that Alfred could get his clothes off in a matter of seconds, even if he cursed and glared at him while he struggled to get Alfred’s off. Eventually Alfred was bare as well and pushed as close as he could to Arthur.
They fell onto the bed, happily kissing and getting all the more aroused which was an amazing feeling to Alfred. He was well aware of Arthur’s tongue battling him, and his hands moving with the curves and dips of Alfred’s body. The American pulled away and attacked Arthurs neck, sucking and leaving all the love bites he wanted. He sometimes let his fangs brush up Arthur’s neck, but he never ones let them dig in to, or scrap the man’s skin. Arthur moaned happily, arching to Alfred’s touch and moving his neck to give Alfred as much room as he could.
“Got any lube?” Arthur asked breathlessly as Alfred ran his tongue along his neck, Alfred knew it was along a main artery.
Alfred snorted on the Brit’s neck, but pulling up to look at him. He could hide his grin. “Never leave home without it.” Actually he had, but the University’s health center had free lube, and he like any other teenage male in college jumped on it. He was quickly off to get it, which was really just the blink of an eye for Arthur, wiggling the small bottle with glee. “Travel size too.” He grinned out.
Arthur rolled his eyes, silently encouraging Alfred to just get it on his fingers and get his fingers in him. The Vampire was more than willing to oblige the hunter. He squinted some in his hands and got it as warm as he possible could. Vampires had slightly lower body temperatures then humans, only by two or three degrees though.
Alfred quickly slipped his fingers into Arthur’s hole, noting the discomfort that would soon pass. He worked his fingers skillfully. He had Arthur had had sex before, Arthur of course didn’t remember most of it, he was usually too drunk too. Alfred knows how to move his fingers to prepare and pleasure Arthur well enough. It wasn’t long till the man was a moaning mess below him.
“I think that’s quite enough now.” Arthur said.
“Impatient as always,” Alfred said with a grin, gently placing a kiss on the Brit’s forehead. Chuckling as he figured Arthur was giving him an odd look.
He easily lifted the smaller man and slide in, having coated himself in a flash. He moaned instantly, burying his face in Arthur’s neck, feeling everything about him on the most sensitive area of his body. Alfred could feel Arthur stretch around him, his body adjusting, his heart beat that was pounding, and his pained breaths.
Alfred took a deep breath of Arthur’s scent and grinned. He had had sex before with Arthur, again when Arthur was drunk off his ass and Alfred was drunk enough to not think correctly and not forget, both as human and vampire. He honestly loved sex as a vampire more, there was so much more to feel and it made sex all the more pleasurable. He knew Arthur was adjusted before Arthur himself did, but he still waited to the other to say so.
He felt the nod, and pulled out before slamming back in, gripping the mattress with all his might, knowing if he gripped Arthur he could easily snap him in half. Arthur seemed rather understanding of that fact and had his legs wrapped around Alfred’s hips, while his hands traveled about the American’s body. It wasn’t long till Alfred found the sweet spot and Arthur moaned loudly his grip tightening. From there it was not long for a rhythm to form between them, which had both moaning and wanting more.
Arthur did not make it easy to hold back, he wanted more in his lusty haze. All of which Alfred would be more than happy to provide for Arthur had he been a vampire. Still Alfred allowed him a small taste of his strength. It made the green eyes man below him threw his head back. There weren’t many words exchanged between them, the sex left little to be said or ask for.
Unlatching one hand from the mattress, Alfred brought his hand, wrapping it around Arthur’s length and pumping with the pace of his thrusts. Arthur came first, in a rather loud mess of moans, and loud cries of Alfred’s name. It honestly made Alfred happy his roommates were gone, because he didn’t know if he could face them to erase their memories if they had been. Hopefully the people next to them wouldn’t mind, after all they there all guys, if anything they would want to know who was the lucky guy getting laid. Alfred came a few thrust later. The feeling of the spasms and tightening of Arthur’s body had done him in his orgasm.
Alfred moaned and settled down in the bed, pulling out and watching as Arthur came down from his high. When he did he glanced at Alfred with a rather smug and tired look. “You sound rest Arthur.” Alfred said, touching the tip of the Englishman’s noise.
“Why aren’t you tired?” Arthur asked smartly as he started to curl up and drift into the world of sleep.
“Vampires don’t get sleepy.” Alfred said, brushing the sweat covered hair on Arthur’s forehead. “Now just rest.”
With a few grumbles about vampires and their inhuman characteristics, as he drifted off to sleep.
Alfred was gone long before Arthur ever woke up. He cast a spell over him that would allow him to get around unnoticed until he got to his car. He left a note for Arthur explaining as such and the reason to the mark on his wrist, which would fade. However he was off to France rather early, hoping it wasn’t Bonnefoy and he hadn’t missed a good chance at bringing him in. Still for a night like what he had, watching Arthur sleep after loving his as much as he could. It was somewhat okay to miss the Frenchman.
AN: Hey guess whose back with more Vampire!AU stuff?! I'm rather happy, I finally wrote this, I had writer's block like crazy. Still thanks to everyone who helped me actually get it out and pressured me into doing it. Okay pressured is the wrong word, it was more like pester. I personally blame the fact that I live in a dorm and it's hard to write porn with someone else living with you in the room. Sorry but I like writing porn in secret and having no one know that I do by looking at me.
Okay, here's the usual annoying author chatter I like to do. The university that the two are at is modeled of the one I'm currently attending, dorms and all. This takes place at the beginning of the Fall semester where everyone moves in and Alfred will basically be a drop out to the university. This takes place a few months after Words of a Once Man.
Hope you all enjoyed it and hopefully this was posted correctly. Also I made a tumblr for this cause I'm a nerd. Come visit A Vampire's Bite, I try to post things everyday so I'm constantly thinking of things.