"Lacerated Sky Chp 4," NC-17, Supernatural/Vampires: Los Muertos
Lacerated Sky
Chapter 4: People Are Like That
A Supernatural/Vampires: Los Muertos Cross-over
by Laurel (Sailorhathor)
Chapters: 4 of ?
Rating: NC-17 for graphic sexual situations, sometimes in a threesome, vampirism, and bad language.
Dates: This chapter was written in August-September 2007.
Word Count: 7,513
Simpson's Ref Summary: Sam is turned into a vampire... with sexy results!
Serious Summary: Dean enlists the help of vampire groupies to save the starving Sam and Lenore. Their efforts turn into a threesome between Vampire!Sam, Dean, and Tia (OFC).
Timeline: Alternate Universe after the Supernatural episode "Bloodlust."
Warnings: This chapter, incestuous sexual contact (Vampire!Sam/Dean), graphic het sex, and vampirism/blood drinking. Pairings for this chapter: Vampire!Sam/Dean, Sam/OFC, and Dean/OFC. Entire fic features a threesome relationship between Sam/Lenore/Dean. Contains spoilers for several episodes of Supernatural, especially the second season.
Betas: Currently unbeta'ed
Author's Notes: Told from Dean's POV. My Live Action Model for Tia is actress Christina Ricci, which is why she's on the banner at the top of the page. I have no idea how old the actress is here, but the character is 24.
I promise, this is a cross-over with the Vampires movies, but those characters won't be showing up for a while. You'll have to sit through some more sexy vamp biting and graphic sex first. Awwwww...
The title of this story comes from the lyrics of the Slayer song "Raining Blood."
Convincing people that you know honest-to-God real vampires? Even goths? Not the easiest thing I've ever done, let me tell ya.
I made sure Sam and Lenore were tied up good and tight before I got dressed to go out in the storm. All I could do was hope that they were weak enough to stay bound while I was gone, because who knew how long it would take to persuade Tia and Jimmy to help us. You can't just stride into someone's room and say, "Hey you two, my brother's a vampire. Can he feed off you? His girlfriend too! Let's head back to my room, okay? Scoot!"
When I left, they were both still unconscious. Tia and Jimmy were only a few doors down, but I found myself trudging through thick snow nonetheless with gobs of the frozen shit lobbed in my face like some pissed off giant was kicking it at me. What a bitch of a storm. It was at the moment that I reached their door that I first felt someone watching me.
Things get weird here. I just knew I was being watched, and the feeling went beyond instinct. I couldn't see them through the falling snow being whipped by the wind, but I knew they were there. At the time, I couldn't have guessed who it was or what they wanted with us. But they would show themselves eventually.
Tia welcomed me inside out of the storm. She was wearing a short black skirt and black button-up top that was undone to the point of being really low cut. No bra. A guy like me knows these things. Jimmy's hair was all messed up. I smirked in reaction, knowing that they had been getting frisky just before I came over. But why, if they were right in the middle of starting something, had they let me in?
"What brings you by, Dean? Where's your brother and his girlfriend?" Tia sat down and put her bare feet up on the bed, which was next to her.
"Yeah. Why're you out in this storm?" added Jimmy.
He didn't seem at all bothered by my being there. Hm. "We haven't been able to go anywhere because of the storm. I'm going stir crazy. I just needed some different faces to look at."
They both agreed and laughed. "Yeah, this storm is a bad one. I was just telling Jimmy that some different faces would be really nice on our end too, wasn't I, Jimmy?"
Jimmy snickered, ducking his head. He had a head full of black curly hair; some of it fell into his eyes everytime he did that. He was going to duck his head and grin a lot in the next few minutes.
The way Tia said that... they had a secret between them. Different faces. I smirked at her. "Sam and Lenore are back in the room. You two bored? Wanna do something?"
"Oh, God, do I ever," Tia exclaimed. Jimmy chuckled. "I definitely want to do something." Her legs fidgeted excitedly on the bed.
"So..." I looked her up and down. "...whatcha wanna do?"
"Well... I can think of a lot of things right now... but..." Tia reached her slender fingers into the glass on the table next to her and took out a piece of ice. She began to rub it over her neck and down into her cleavage. "...mm... what I want most is to get off, Dean."
I watched her do that, black-painted fingernails in stark contrast to her pale skin, and eventually said, "Are you trying to seduce me, Tia?"
"Mm-hm," she cooed, sucking water off the ends of her fingers. "You're really hot."
Jimmy also watched her, sometimes ducking his head, mostly following where her fingers went with his eyes hungrily.
"We were just talking about how much fun it would be if we could get you over here, and then here you come, like a present dropped in our lap."
"Our?" I stole a look at Jimmy.
He briefly met my eyes. "I'm not into guys or anything... I just like watching Tia perform. Seeing her fuck other guys turns me on." The kid was obviously embarrassed saying it aloud, but I had heard weirder kinks.
"Ohh," I replied. "I can see why, when she's so talented with a simple piece of ice."
Tia giggled naughtily.
I wasn't used to being the prey, but if it would help get them back to my room, I could play the part. "You want to fuck me, baby?" I purred at her.
She nodded with a lick of her lips. "I've been thinking about it for a few days. What about you?"
I moved my chair closer to hers. Jimmy fidgeted with his hands and scooted toward the edge of the bed, where he was sitting. He watched us with rapt interest. "This isn't what I was planning when I came over here, but you're making me horny, Tia." Truthfully, she was. Besides, it would be a lot easier to work in conversation about vampire kink during foreplay than over coffee. The girl was cute; screwing her wouldn't be such a sacrifice.
"Good," she said, and sucked on the ice a bit as I started to stroke one of her legs. Tia brought the leg down, giving me easy access to rub the inside of her thigh.
I moved in to kiss at her neck. Tia did some of that performing Jimmy was talking about and opened her shirt a little more, exposing one breast. Yeah, like I said, no bra. She rubbed the ice slowly over her nipple and made small, approving noises. Sexy noises.
My mouth followed the ice, sucking at her nipple. It was cold and hard. Tia shivered. Droplets of melted ice trickled down my lips. I experimented to see what she liked by nipping at her breast, rolling the nipple around in my teeth and biting lightly at the area around it. Tia moaned in arousal. That was a good sign.
After that, I moved back to her neck so I could talk to her while I worked her up some more. My fingers played teasingly over the fabric of her panties, just rubbing there for a short time while she arched toward me. "Do you like being bitten, Tia?" I whispered in her ear, and nibbled on her neck.
"Uh huh," she replied with great enthusiasm.
"Like this?" I chewed at her throat a little harder, a bit more aggressively.
Tia moaned louder.
Slipping my hand into her panties, I kept talking. "Do you guys ever play vampire games?"
Tia shivered hard down on my hand as I began to stroke her clit very slowly. "Mm, Dean... uh, what?"
Answering for her, Jimmy said, "You're asking Tia if she likes vampires? Shit, I don't think she'll watch a movie unless it's got vampires in it." He laughed huskily. The boy was getting pretty turned on from watching us; I could tell by the sound of his voice.
"That's not entirely true," she protested, then concentrated her attention back on what my fingers were doing. "I do really like vampires, though," Tia added, panting. "Jimmy and I sometimes play vampire, yeah."
"Hm..." I stroked harder and faster at her clit.
Tia sighed passionately. "Dean!"
While I had her attention, I whispered in her ear again. "Would you like to play with some real vampires, Tia?"
She looked at me with some confusion, trying to figure out what I meant by that comment. I imagine that, at first, she thought it was a game. "Real vampires?"
"Yeah. My brother and his girlfriend. They're vampires." I'm not sure that she would have been so open to listening to my claim if I hadn't been rubbing her clit at the time.
"Um, is that some kind of game you play?" Jimmy asked. There was some trepidation in his voice. I was freaking him out.
"Maybe. Want me to prove it?"
"You can prove it?" Jimmy said in disbelief. He'd be harder to convince than Tia.
"Yeah." I reached up with my free hand and pulled at the collar of my T-shirt, stretching it out to expose my neck and shoulder. Lenore's latest bite was currently unbandaged; they could see it very plainly, multiple fang marks and all.
They both gaped at the wound. Jimmy's mouth worked like a fish out of water. "What made that?" he asked. "It looks like fangs."
"I've seen people with their teeth filed down to make fangs," Tia began. "Sam and Lenore's teeth aren't like that."
"Not their regular teeth," I explained. "They have a second set up inside their gums."
They looked at me dubiously.
"You don't believe me? Come and see."
Giving me a cynical look, Tia grasped my wrist and pulled my hand out of her panties. She began to examine the bite with squinty eyes. Another woman who wasn't going to take any shit from me; I like it. "Are you sure some kind of animal didn't do that?"
"You know? At this point, I'm not really sure." I licked her juices off my fingers where she could see. "Lenore did that one. Sam did this one." Then I showed them the bite on the other side.
"Why did they bite you?" questioned Jimmy.
"Because they're hungry. Roads are impassable, and we've run out of blood."
"You're feeding them?" Tia said in disbelief. Something changed in her eyes; she was starting to believe me.
I simply nodded. "If Jimmy was the one who was starving, you'd do it."
Jimmy got off the bed and stood next to his girlfriend, adopting a protective stance. "This is all bullshit. You guys are just playing sicko vampire games."
"I thought you liked vampires, Jimmy," I said.
"I do, but your brother? You're playing at having your brother bite you?"
I ducked my head in embarrassment. At the time, I wasn't sure why. Probably because there was a grain of truth in what he said. "We're not playing."
"Hey, Jimmy... let's go over there," Tia said, taking his hand. He gave her a doubtful look. "I'm intrigued. Even if they are just playing games, I want to see how they do it." She pointed to one of my bites.
Jimmy was afraid of us, that we were sick or crazy. But Tia was fascinated. I could see it in her eyes, that if we were playing some seriously kinky vampire games, she wanted to try them. I was lucky that she was such a risk taker. We all were.
Jimmy seemed to read her just as well as I did; he said, "Are you sure you want to do this? We don't really know..." He looked at me, then averted his eyes nervously.
Turning to me, Tia grinned. Her anticipation was palpable. "I'm really curious what you guys are up to."
Rolling his eyes, Jimmy gave in. He knew his girl wanted to take the risk for the chance at a really good fuck. "Alright, fine. But if things get too weird..."
"Calm down, baby," she instantly replied. "We can handle it."
As we headed back to the room, I hoped that they could.
*****
To my relief, Sam and Lenore were still out cold.
Before the door had even closed, Jimmy gasped at the sight of them tied down and unconscious. "Oh hell no," he exclaimed, and tried to pull Tia back outside.
She pulled away from him. "Come on, Jimmy, it looks wild," Tia nearly whispered. But I heard her. They closed the door, but Jimmy stayed near it. "They look awful. What's the matter with them?"
"I told you, Sam and Lenore are starving. They need blood."
"Are they dangerous?" Tia asked.
This wasn't a question I wanted to answer quite this quickly. "Um... maybe. But I know how to keep a tight reign on them so they can't hurt anyone."
Moving a little closer, Jimmy looked at Lenore and then Sam quizzically. "They're vampires?"
Sam made a sniffing sound. His head slowly came up and he looked at us, disoriented.
"Hi Sam," Tia said, giving him a little wave. "Remember me?"
That sinister light in Sam's eyes... the way he looked at Tia, like she was his next meal... I knew it was coming. Straining against the bonds, he growled animalistically and lunged upward. Being tied to the chair kept him from getting up.
Jimmy jumped like a frightened rabbit. Tia flinched and backed up a few steps, but was clearly not scared off yet.
Sam's vampire teeth came out, and he hissed and growled at them. Their eyes got big as saucers.
"Those fangs... they came out of his gums," Jimmy said in a choked, shocked voice.
"Oh my God," Tia exclaimed. "If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes..."
"I told you. They're real vampires." I walked over to Sam and stood behind him. He craned his head around to glare at me like a person on a strict diet would look at a piece of cake. "Yeah, I know, I'm yummy. Come 'ere." I got a hold of his jaw. Sam fought me, shaking his head, but I managed to place my fingers on both sides of his jaw and press hard. With a whimpery howl, his vampire fangs retracted. "See? That's one way to stop him."
"Vampire fangs don't look like that in the movies," Jimmy commented. His eyes were still like large white cueballs. "Tia, are we really seeing this?"
"Oh, it's real," she replied.
I let go, and Sam's fangs came out again. He growled at us and followed me with his eyes as I took the wide path around the chair. "These are real vampire teeth. A lot of that stuff you see in the movies isn't true, but some of it is."
"Obviously, the part about the sun reducing them to ash isn't true," mused Tia.
"They don't like the sun much, but it doesn't kill them, no." I watched my brother snarl like an animal, resisting the urge just to hug him, protect him from the horror he was at that moment. "Will you please help me get him back to normal?"
"How do we do that?" Jimmy asked.
"He needs to be fed. Nourished. I can't do it alone. Lenore estimated that Sam needs around four pints of blood per day. If I gave that to him, it would kill me," I explained. At this point, my voice had taken on this desperation that I couldn't hide. I felt like crying, to be honest. I wanted my brother back. "That doesn't even account for what Lenore needs."
"You want us to let Sam and Lenore bite us?!" Jimmy cried.
I nodded. "Or you can just bleed into a cup, so I can feed it to them." When I looked at Tia, I realized that she was already down for this - I could see it in her face. She felt great sympathy for what we were going through. Also, Tia liked to roleplay vampire scenarios with her boyfriend to get off; this was something she already wanted to do when she walked in the door. Jimmy was the only one who would need convincing. "I don't know what else to do."
While I was talking, Sam had started to struggle very hard with the ropes. "Dean," he snarled. Well, at least he was talking again. "I'm so hungry, Dean. Untie me."
His voice was still raspy, like he hadn't had anything to drink for days. I shook my head at him. "You behave, or I'll dose you again." To remind him, I showed him the knife that I'd been using for the dead man's blood.
Jimmy moved toward the door with narrowed eyes. I put the knife down. "I'm not going to hurt you with this, Jimmy," I assured him, putting up my hands as if I was surrendering. "What's on this knife is poison to vampires. Not the kind of poison that kills them, but slows them down considerably. Hopefully, we won't have to use it anymore." I glared at my brother.
Sam glared back.
"Is that why his arms are all cut up?" Tia asked, referring to the three or four slashes across each of Sam's arms.
"Yeah."
"So they are dangerous," Jimmy mumbled, still keeping his distance.
Tia went to him and ran her hands over his chest. "Jimmy, I want to do this. Dean's got ways to keep control of them. No one will get hurt... no more than they want to." She stroked his jaw and neck. I could see him relaxing at the soft sensation of her touch. "I promise, you'll like it." Tia kissed him soundly. Jimmy melted into the affection. I knew then that they were going to help us; she had seduced him into it.
I started to take off my shirt. "I'll get things started. I can spare a little more blood."
When Sam heard that, he got that intense, predatory look in his eyes and proceeded to go batshit crazy. He thrashed around and strained at his bonds with loud hisses and growls. Tia and Jimmy stayed near the door, tense, but ready to let me handle it.
I hated seeing Sammy suffer like that. "Can't you wait?" I joked. But Sam was so violent that I was afraid he would get free, so I had to cut his arm again. The dead man's blood calmed him down almost immediately. Sam slumped in the chair, limp and disoriented.
This gave me time to finish removing my shirt. Tia came closer to watch. "You hate having to do that to him, don't you?"
"I do. But it's necessary." I took a seat in my brother's lap, facing him. It was the easiest way to get this done. I gently lifted his head and put it in the crook of my neck in a spot that hadn't been bitten yet. My throat was running out of bitable spots. Sam smelled my neck and purred. His tongue came out, licking the untouched spot, playing with his prey. Tia craned her neck so she could see better. It was turning her on. And I have to admit, it was turning me on, too. The closeness, the warmth, the sensations... I knew it was sick, to get excited over my brother doing these things to me. But it just happened; I couldn't help it. I was even in the prime lapdance position. I wasn't moving around, though, but Sam was - moving softly up against me. Slowly, doing it by instinct. Vampire instinct. It was that sexual component to their feeding.
It embarrassed me, the thought of things getting out of hand with Tia and Jimmy in the room. This thing happening between me and my brother, it was private. "Come on, Sam, you know it's there. Just get it over with."
Just my luck, he felt like playing. I think it had something to do with him being disoriented by the dead man's blood. Sam sucked at my neck and actually planted a few kisses on it, deep, sucking kisses, before running his fangs over my skin, not hard enough to draw blood. He stroked his crotch against mine a bit more aggressively. I shivered all over and a moan escaped me.
Tia couldn't help but make a small, aroused sound. She ran her hand absently over the hollow of her throat. Jimmy sat down on the bed to watch her.
Sam startled us all when he suddenly bit into my neck. I moaned much louder. He arched up against me and he was hard; I wasn't that far from it myself. Damn, this was awkward and weird. But it still felt good. Sam didn't drink at first, he just licked up the blood that seeped out of the bite and made satisfied noises. At the same time, he stroked himself against me without shame.
I didn't want to stop him. God help me, I wanted to rub against him too. It would have felt so good. But it was fuckin' weird that I felt like that. We weren't kids anymore. "Sammy, please, drink."
He did then, and I let him take what I thought was around a pint. I was feeling kinda weak and dizzy. Yeah, I overdid it on purpose, but Sammy needed blood. I pushed on the sides of his jaw to make his fangs retract, which he didn't like one bit; in fact, Sam growled in surprise and then whimpered for more. The look on his face was so pitiful, so pleading. It tore at my heart. "You'll get more," I told him quietly.
When I released his jaw, Sam followed me with his eyes, obviously anticipating the blood I had promised him. Hissing under his breath.
While putting direct pressure on my wounds with a towel, I turned to Tia, but she didn't need my instruction. She was already unbuttoning her shirt. "You'll make sure he doesn't get out of control?"
"Of course," I replied.
I went over and stood behind my brother while she got in front of him, undoing her shirt slowly. "Hi Sam. You won't hurt me bad, will you?"
He looked her up and down as if he was trying to figure her out, being seductive toward another man with her boyfriend right there in the room. I saw him glance at Jimmy. It made me feel a little better that Sam wasn't so feral that he had lost his mind; he could still work out what was going on between those two. And he cared what was going on between them.
Sam did not answer her verbally, but he also didn't growl at her or do anything else animalistic.
Tia opened her shirt slowly, sliding her fingers over her chest and revealing her breasts to Sam. He looked, glanced at his lap, then looked again. Bashful in the face of a half-naked woman he doesn't know very well. Still my Sammy. Tia slid the shirt off her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor, and then approached him with a predatory grin. "Dean told us all about you. It turns me on to play vampire with Jimmy. I never thought I'd meet a real one." She sat herself down in Sam's lap, straddling him, rubbing herself into his crotch hard enough to elicit a deep moan from him. "Jimmy kinda likes to watch me with other men. So don't worry about it, okay? You can enjoy it and he won't get mad or anything."
Tia had barely finished before Sam was already sniffing at her neck tentatively. She put her arms around him and ran her fingers through his hair. Although he did give her throat a nice big lick, Sam didn't spend any time on foreplay with Tia; he almost immediately bit into her neck. She let out a passionate cry and cradled his head to her throat.
Sammy made pleased noises while drinking her blood, sounding more human than he had before. It was helping. I knew it was. I kept a careful watch until I felt that he'd taken all from her that he should. It was almost hard to stop him, though, because the scene was so hot to watch... Tia undulated sinuously in Sam's lap while making the most hot-and-bothered sounds. I could cum just listening to a woman moan in passion. But I had to force his fangs to retract.
Not completely satisfied, Sam whimpered and licked at Tia's puncture wounds. I grabbed his chin and pulled his head back. Two of my fingers slipped into his mouth when he tried to fight me. I was surprised when Sam began to suck on them gently and nip at them like a puppy might do, as if my hand was some sort of vampire teething ring. A shiver of arousal ran up my back.
I opened my mouth to instruct Jimmy on the need for direct pressure, but Tia wanted to play a little first. Trickles of blood ran down her chest. Tia put her finger into the trails and traced around one of her erect nipples, covering it with blood. Sam nipped harder at my fingers and breathed quicker.
"Behave," I told him, then slowly dipped his head toward her breast.
Sam started to suck Tia's nipple. He licked and sucked off all the blood before moving up her chest, lapping up every spot. She leaned her head far back while he did it, just enjoying how it felt. I gotta admit, that was a hot scene.
"Jimmy, apply direct pressure," I told him. He got the other towel and came over, holding it to Tia's neck.
"Aw, I feel fine," she said in disappointment.
"You won't know you've given too much until you pass out," I replied. "Trust me, you've given enough."
Sam didn't want to stop, but I pulled his head back again and put my fingers back in his mouth. They seemed to pacify him. One of his fangs pierced a finger so I allowed him to suck blood out of it; it couldn't be enough to cause me any harm, with such a small wound. It satisfied him so well.
While they waited for the bleeding to stop, Jimmy stroked his girlfriend's shoulder, eventually moving down to fondle her tits. Squeezing her nipples between his fingers. Sam watched, sucking my fingers with great enthusiasm. Damn, that made me hot. Tia appreciated it more than any of us. "What do you want to see me do, baby?" she asked him.
"Suck him off," Jimmy answered.
Tia instantly undid Sam's jeans and took out his cock. Sam moaned, writhing in the chair. She stroked him down slowly for half a minute while Sam moaned around my fingers and sucked at them, squirming in anticipation.
Tia looked up at me. "You wanna fuck me while I suck off your brother, Dean?" she asked seductively.
In reaction, Jimmy looked excited, a big grin on his face.
Jokingly, I shrugged and went, "Eh," and gave her a wink before letting Sam go so I could move around behind her. Sammy wasn't that limber; he wouldn't be able to bite Tia with her head in his lap. I stopped at the bedside table long enough to get a condom. She slid off Sam's lap and onto her knees in front of the chair, while Jimmy took a seat on the corner of the bed in which Lenore was still out cold.
Lenore was a whole other story, and we would help her next. But before that, if I wanted the goth couple to come back and help me feed my two vampires again, I needed to make sure they got something out of it. That it wasn't just about feeding Sam and Lenore. Tia and Jimmy needed to enjoy themselves to want to do this again. People are like that.
As I got down on my knees behind Tia, she took Sam's cock in her mouth and slowly went down on it, scarlet lips wrapped around his shaft. He laid his head on the back of the chair with a moan, eyes closed, writhing lightly. It didn't freak me out to watch such a thing; I'd seen it before. Remember me mentioning our past threesomes? Yeah, just wanted to make sure you were keeping up.
"Ooh... go, baby," Jimmy said in encouragement.
Tia began to bob her head up and down, slowly at first. Sometimes taking Sam's cock out of her mouth to lick the head of it, ringing it with her tongue, and then going back down on him eagerly. I watched for almost a minute, just appreciating her technique and the sounds she made, moaning with his rod in her mouth. All the warm, wet sounds. Tia eventually gave me an expectant look and I knew I'd been a spectator too long.
That girl looked pretty hot with her skirt pushed up around her waist. Cute little ass. I slipped her panties off and she squirmed in anticipation of having me in her. Just the sounds in that room would be enough to excite even the Pope as the metal buckles in my belt tinked together, my zipper came down, my jeans and underwear were pushed down to my knees, and Tia just went on sucking my brother's dick. It didn't take long to put the condom on, and I was taking her hips in my hands. When I penetrated her, Tia shook all over and moaned out loud. I slid into her slowly to prolong the delicious tremors she was feeling. It was good for both of us.
When Tia occasionally took Sam's cock from her mouth to suck the head, she would cry, "Oh Dean!" It only spurred me on to fuck her harder.
While he watched, Jimmy at first just rubbed his crotch with his clothes still on, but after a couple minutes, he took his dick out and started to masturbate. Voyeurism is not a kink I could ever fully appreciate, as it drives me nuts not to get involved in this kind of scene if I'm watching it, but I understand why he was moved to act out that Divinyls song. Me doing his girl doggie style was eliciting some pretty passionate noises from her.
Building up to my own orgasm, I grabbed the arms of the chair Sam was sitting in and pulled on them everytime I thrust into Tia, using them for leverage. Our gyrations came faster and faster. The room filled with moans, panting, and the creaking of Sam's chair. It nearly scared me out of my skin when I felt fingers interlacing with mine on the arms of the chair; I hadn't expected that. I looked up to see that, of course, it was Sam. During our threesomes, Sam had always had a need to touch me while we orgasmed. I never fully understood why. I guess he just likes being close to everyone involved. Anyhow, I didn't pull my hands away. The action assured me that even with the eyes of a vampire, he was still, somewhere inside, my Sammy.
We came in succession, first Sam, then Tia, and then me. Sam threw his head back and cried out, giving us an excellent view of those sharp teeth still protruding from his gums. In reaction, Tia made a surprised noise, but swallowed him down like a pro. While he panted at the ceiling, she cleaned up the head of his cock with her tongue. Tia clutched at Sam's thighs and breathed harder and harder on his crotch, which he seemed to like, then began pushing back against me when I thrust in. "Dean! Fuck me, Dean!" she moaned passionately.
Ah, talking dirty. Goes right to my dick.
Now, you might say Dean, you are already fucking her. Why is she telling you to do something you're already doing? Because, inexperienced one, many people get hotter with a little nasty sex talk. Call it a challenge, call it instructions, call it whatever you want - it just lets you know you're doing it right. Or that you're not doing it right. Or it could be that someone just gets really turned on by knowing that their partner has a naughty sexual side to them. Dirty talk can be a great way to find that out.
Take the dildo from my hand, grasshopper.
One of the hottest things in the world? Getting it on with someone who's sort of prim and proper, and finding out that they have the mother of dirty mouths in bed. For example, a librarian in cat's eye glasses begging to be fucked. Ooh, yeah. Doesn't happen often enough for my taste, but I'm still happy with my frisky ladies.
Anyway, Tia wasn't the librarian type, but it was still pretty exciting to hear her crying out for me to fuck her. Her body shook all over; she was close to orgasm. I took her by the hips and drove into her as hard and as fast as I could stand it. Tia moaned with passion at every thrust. I went in to the hilt.
"Dean, oh God, fuck me! Just like that! God, Dean! Fuck me! Ohhh Dean!"
I love to hear that. "Who's givin' it to you, baby?"
"You, Dean!"
"That's right. You like being fucked so good, don't you, Tia?" I smacked her ass.
Called that right. Tia loved it. She squirmed and whined for more. "Yes, don't stop! Fuck me 'til I cum!"
I spanked her again. Firm and hard, so her butt jiggled. Tia dug her fingers into Sam's thighs and he moaned. "Oh, you're going to cum. You're cumming right now, bitch." I reached around and began to rub her clit without mercy, still fucking her hard. She whimpered. "Cum for me. Cum for Dean."
Jimmy made some kind of noise; I think he came then, I don't know. My attention wasn't focused on him. But, just goes to show, when I'm good, I can take out a whole room. Haha.
Tia didn't last long after that. She was so wet, my fingers were drenched down to the second knuckle. I kneaded Tia's throbbing little clit between my fingers until she purred.
"DEAN!" she nearly screamed hoarsely. She dropped her head down on the chair between Sam's thighs while she came, just saying my name and, "Oh, God," over and over.
After that, I came too, gripping her hip and squeezing her clit hard. We kind of laid against each other for a minute, catching our breath. There was some post-redressing; Tia put Sam back in his pants and fastened them for him. He just looked at her, at a loss for anything appropriate to say.
How to bring the conversation back to Lenore...? I just dove into it. "Hey, uh, Jimmy... you in the mood for a little vampire action too?"
Sharing a few little kisses in the afterglow, Jimmy and Tia were only half-listening. "What?" he said.
I gestured toward Lenore. "She needs some blood too."
"I'll do it!" Tia immediately volunteered.
I shook my head. "You know you can't do it. Jimmy still has plenty of blood, though."
"Uh..." He looked at Lenore, fidgeting uncomfortably. "I'm not really into the idea right now. Kinda vamped out. But I'll bleed into a cup and you can feed it to her, okay?"
"Okay," I replied with a grateful smile and a nod. I imagine Jimmy was a little freaked out and afraid after finding out vampires are real, and allowing Lenore to bite his neck would have been just a bit too much for him right then. But I was relieved that he would still donate some blood to try to bring her back from the brink.
Using a clean knife, Jimmy let me cut him on a spot near his wrist, where he would bleed well but not enough that it would get out of control. We filled a glass full of his blood. Sam lifted his head and watched me carry the glass over to the bed with a hopeful look in his eye.
"Sorry, Sammy. This is for Lenore, okay?"
Licking his lips, Sam whimpered once and put his head down. The fact that he had that much control, I took as a good sign.
I sat on the edge of the bed and lifted Lenore's head. "Lenore? You need to drink this."
She moaned lightly in her sleep, furrowing her brow.
"Come on Lenore, wake up." I smacked her cheeks a little with the back of my hand.
Lenore, pale and sallow, scrunched up her face in annoyance. It did my heart good to see her get angry with me for smacking her around.
Maybe the smell of the blood would wake her up. I waved the glass under her nose. Lenore seemed interested in that; her nose twitched and her eyes shifted under the lids. "Dinnertime, sweetheart. Come and get it." I put the glass up to her mouth. When she still didn't drink, I dipped my finger in the blood and rubbed some over her upper gums. Lenore began to lick my finger and her gums with a very dry tongue. "That's it, Lenore. Come on."
Tia and Jimmy were watching. "She doesn't look very good," Tia commented with worry.
I tried not to think about that and poured a little blood into Lenore's mouth. She choked slightly, but quickly got the hang of it, and smacked her lips for more. When I went to give her some, Lenore growled and brought out her fangs - an instinctual reaction I was getting used to. She bit greedily at the glass, frowned in confusion when she didn't find soft yielding flesh there, and opened her eyes slightly to look at me. "Dean?"
"Yeah, it's me. I've got some blood for you. Drink."
Desperately, Lenore drank from the glass of blood with a little too much eagerness. I tried to slow her down, but she was too hungry. She drank the whole thing down without taking a breath - not that she needed to breathe, but you get the gist. Lenore finished it off with a relieved, "Ahh!"
Because she drank it so fast, some blood had run out of her mouth and down the side of her chin. I wiped it up with my finger and offered it to her, which she sucked off my finger, then licked up with her tongue. The look in Lenore's eyes told me I better get my finger away from those fangs, or they'd be sunk into it down to the bone. It wasn't enough blood.
"More," Lenore rasped, confirming what I already knew.
It tore me up to see her like this, too. I wanted to help them both so bad. "That's all there is, Lenore. But I'm going to try to get more, okay?"
She shook her head wildly, fighting at the ropes that kept her tied to the bed. "No, no, more..." Lenore's eyes passed over the other people in the room. For a second, I thought I was going to have to dose her with the dead man's blood, but then she started to make retching noises and went into convulsions.
"Lenore!"
Her eyes rolled up into her head.
I put my arms around her and held her head to my shoulder. With one hand, I started to rub her stomach. "Keep it down, Lenore! If you can hear me, don't throw up the blood, okay? Hold it down, please! It's all we have..."
Tia, covering her mouth with her hands, held back tears. I could hear it in her voice. "Oh, Dean," she nearly sobbed.
"It'll be okay. Lenore's just got to hold it down. Come on Lenore, you gotta do this for me." I rubbed her back. She jerked against me, heaving. Nothing had come back up yet. "That's it, sweetheart, just keep it in your tummy. It's alright."
After ten more agonizing seconds of worry, Lenore finally settled down. She stopped jerking, falling against me, and made no more of those awful noises that could mean she was going to lose the small amount of nourishment I'd managed to get her. Before she fainted again, I felt Lenore cuddle against my body. Then she went entirely limp.
It gave me hope, anyway. She wasn't so far gone that she didn't still want to feel my warmth, like I meant something to her besides just a good meal.
After I'd laid her back down, I turned to see Tia crying, with Jimmy's arm around her. "How can we help? Should we come back tomorrow? We can come here every day until the snow clears up, if that will save them," she declared.
I smiled, small and nearly broken. "That would be great, Tia. That'd help more than you know."
At some point, Sam had also passed out; I don't know when. We unbound him from the chair and put him on the bed, tying him down, for safety, next to Lenore. I hoped feeling each other nearby would sustain them, give them a reason to hold on.
That night, alone with just the light of a white candle, I prayed. I'm not usually the praying type, but I was desperate. We needed a miracle.
White is a color that sends your intentions out into the cosmos to be answered by fate, or so they say. It's also the color of hope.
When it got really quiet, with just the sound of the wind howling outside, I clasped my hands together under my chin and began. "I don't know who's out there listening to me, if anyone, but if you're out there... please help me save my brother," I prayed. "And Lenore too. I know you're probably not in the business of saving vampires, but you must be able to see what's in their hearts. They're both good people. If you knew my brother, and you probably do, you'd know that he's one of the best, no matter what anyone thinks. I know... I know what my dad said before he died, about how I might one day have to kill Sammy. He might've been right, and if I have to do it... oh, what's the point in lying to you? You know I could never do it. I'd probably let him drain me of all my blood if I thought it would do any good."
I was babbling. Not the best thing to do when you're addressing higher beings.
"Please, I need some help here. If we spend any more days snowbound, they'll die. I'm doing the best I can, but there's two of them, and... I don't want to let one die to save the other. I could never look Sam in the eyes again if I did that. I'm really trying here. Tia and Jimmy helped, but it's still not enough. Not for two of them. Two vampires." I laughed a little through the tears now streaming down my face. Hey, you try not to cry when you've got so much on the line. "If you'd just given me one to deal with, I could have handled that, but..."
I was babbling again.
"Please, just help me. Send me a miracle. You have to see that they don't deserve to die. I can't live without him. I've given so much already. Please show me the way."
I burned the candle down to nothing overnight.
In the morning, I was awakened by someone knocking on the door. They were accompanied by the sound of heavy machinery outside.
It was Tia and Jimmy, and they weren't alone. "Dean, have you been asleep? You don't know?"
With what was probably an intense case of bedhair, I leaned out the door to look past them. Snowplows. The calvary had come through in the last few hours and were clearing the roads. It had finally stopped snowing.
Did I get the miracle I had asked for like some really hot version of George Bailey? I'll let you be the judge. Maybe the weather was going to clear up before I had even asked for this. We'll never know. You can consider it a cornball ending to the story if you want to, but I thanked whoever had answered my prayer, just incase. Not a good idea to piss off a deity, especially when they do you a favor.
"They're clearing the roads."
"Yeah," Tia replied happily.
Like I said, Tia and Jimmy weren't alone. They were accompanied by at least five young people dressed in mostly black, with an assortment of Marilyn Manson and My Chemical Romance T-shirts, and more piercings than I could count.
"When we told our friends about your problem, they came as soon as the roads were clear enough."
"Drove two hours, practically right behind the snowplow," a girl with black lipstick and braids said. Her friends laughed.
"You slept through those snowplows, didn't you?" Tia asked.
Still not fully awake, I nodded. "You guys came to..."
The goths looked at each other. "Well, Tia said you've got some real honest-to-God vampires in there. I've never known her to lie, not even about a thing like that." The girl tried to look past me into the hotel room. "I always knew they were real."
Tia realized by the look on my face that I hadn't completely gotten it yet. She explained, "Our friends came to help Sam and Lenore get back on their feet. The three of us just aren't enough, so we thought with a few more people... well, you wouldn't have to leave them alone to go get blood this way, and our friends are very willing."
The others nodded and smirked.
"Once they're back on their feet, then you can head to the store. It's the best way we could see to solve your problem. Jimmy and I sat up half the night figuring it out, didn't we Jimmy?"
He nodded his head.
"You guys... you drove here in the snow just to help me save my brother and his girlfriend?"
They all nodded again.
That really touched me. I mean, I knew they had ulterior motives, but at the same time, they did really want to help. "Well, thank you, then." After a long pause to collect myself, with Tia looking at me with those sympathetic eyes, I invited them in. "You came to see vampires, so come on in and see them." They began to pile into the room, walking past me through the hotel room door. "I've got to warn you, though, they haven't showered since yesterday morning, so you'll have to beware of the vampire funk."
When I asked for help, I never considered that Tia would do this. I wasn't expecting it. And her efforts did save Sammy and Lenore. The butcher didn't have more animal blood for a couple of days after the snowplows cleared the roads. Those people, they really did save us.
And all they wanted in return was just to see the vampires, to touch them. To share in what they were.
To give life in return for a little experience, it's everything I asked for. They really surprised me.
People are like that.
Chapter 5
Lacerated Sky Chp 4 (c) 2007 Demented Stuff/The Pleasure of the People
Supernatural is (c) 2005+ Kripke Enterprises, Wonderland, & Warner Brothers/The CW Television.
Chapter 4: People Are Like That
A Supernatural/Vampires: Los Muertos Cross-over
by Laurel (Sailorhathor)
Chapters: 4 of ?
Rating: NC-17 for graphic sexual situations, sometimes in a threesome, vampirism, and bad language.
Dates: This chapter was written in August-September 2007.
Word Count: 7,513
Simpson's Ref Summary: Sam is turned into a vampire... with sexy results!
Serious Summary: Dean enlists the help of vampire groupies to save the starving Sam and Lenore. Their efforts turn into a threesome between Vampire!Sam, Dean, and Tia (OFC).
Timeline: Alternate Universe after the Supernatural episode "Bloodlust."
Warnings: This chapter, incestuous sexual contact (Vampire!Sam/Dean), graphic het sex, and vampirism/blood drinking. Pairings for this chapter: Vampire!Sam/Dean, Sam/OFC, and Dean/OFC. Entire fic features a threesome relationship between Sam/Lenore/Dean. Contains spoilers for several episodes of Supernatural, especially the second season.
Betas: Currently unbeta'ed
Author's Notes: Told from Dean's POV. My Live Action Model for Tia is actress Christina Ricci, which is why she's on the banner at the top of the page. I have no idea how old the actress is here, but the character is 24.
I promise, this is a cross-over with the Vampires movies, but those characters won't be showing up for a while. You'll have to sit through some more sexy vamp biting and graphic sex first. Awwwww...
The title of this story comes from the lyrics of the Slayer song "Raining Blood."
Convincing people that you know honest-to-God real vampires? Even goths? Not the easiest thing I've ever done, let me tell ya.
I made sure Sam and Lenore were tied up good and tight before I got dressed to go out in the storm. All I could do was hope that they were weak enough to stay bound while I was gone, because who knew how long it would take to persuade Tia and Jimmy to help us. You can't just stride into someone's room and say, "Hey you two, my brother's a vampire. Can he feed off you? His girlfriend too! Let's head back to my room, okay? Scoot!"
When I left, they were both still unconscious. Tia and Jimmy were only a few doors down, but I found myself trudging through thick snow nonetheless with gobs of the frozen shit lobbed in my face like some pissed off giant was kicking it at me. What a bitch of a storm. It was at the moment that I reached their door that I first felt someone watching me.
Things get weird here. I just knew I was being watched, and the feeling went beyond instinct. I couldn't see them through the falling snow being whipped by the wind, but I knew they were there. At the time, I couldn't have guessed who it was or what they wanted with us. But they would show themselves eventually.
Tia welcomed me inside out of the storm. She was wearing a short black skirt and black button-up top that was undone to the point of being really low cut. No bra. A guy like me knows these things. Jimmy's hair was all messed up. I smirked in reaction, knowing that they had been getting frisky just before I came over. But why, if they were right in the middle of starting something, had they let me in?
"What brings you by, Dean? Where's your brother and his girlfriend?" Tia sat down and put her bare feet up on the bed, which was next to her.
"Yeah. Why're you out in this storm?" added Jimmy.
He didn't seem at all bothered by my being there. Hm. "We haven't been able to go anywhere because of the storm. I'm going stir crazy. I just needed some different faces to look at."
They both agreed and laughed. "Yeah, this storm is a bad one. I was just telling Jimmy that some different faces would be really nice on our end too, wasn't I, Jimmy?"
Jimmy snickered, ducking his head. He had a head full of black curly hair; some of it fell into his eyes everytime he did that. He was going to duck his head and grin a lot in the next few minutes.
The way Tia said that... they had a secret between them. Different faces. I smirked at her. "Sam and Lenore are back in the room. You two bored? Wanna do something?"
"Oh, God, do I ever," Tia exclaimed. Jimmy chuckled. "I definitely want to do something." Her legs fidgeted excitedly on the bed.
"So..." I looked her up and down. "...whatcha wanna do?"
"Well... I can think of a lot of things right now... but..." Tia reached her slender fingers into the glass on the table next to her and took out a piece of ice. She began to rub it over her neck and down into her cleavage. "...mm... what I want most is to get off, Dean."
I watched her do that, black-painted fingernails in stark contrast to her pale skin, and eventually said, "Are you trying to seduce me, Tia?"
"Mm-hm," she cooed, sucking water off the ends of her fingers. "You're really hot."
Jimmy also watched her, sometimes ducking his head, mostly following where her fingers went with his eyes hungrily.
"We were just talking about how much fun it would be if we could get you over here, and then here you come, like a present dropped in our lap."
"Our?" I stole a look at Jimmy.
He briefly met my eyes. "I'm not into guys or anything... I just like watching Tia perform. Seeing her fuck other guys turns me on." The kid was obviously embarrassed saying it aloud, but I had heard weirder kinks.
"Ohh," I replied. "I can see why, when she's so talented with a simple piece of ice."
Tia giggled naughtily.
I wasn't used to being the prey, but if it would help get them back to my room, I could play the part. "You want to fuck me, baby?" I purred at her.
She nodded with a lick of her lips. "I've been thinking about it for a few days. What about you?"
I moved my chair closer to hers. Jimmy fidgeted with his hands and scooted toward the edge of the bed, where he was sitting. He watched us with rapt interest. "This isn't what I was planning when I came over here, but you're making me horny, Tia." Truthfully, she was. Besides, it would be a lot easier to work in conversation about vampire kink during foreplay than over coffee. The girl was cute; screwing her wouldn't be such a sacrifice.
"Good," she said, and sucked on the ice a bit as I started to stroke one of her legs. Tia brought the leg down, giving me easy access to rub the inside of her thigh.
I moved in to kiss at her neck. Tia did some of that performing Jimmy was talking about and opened her shirt a little more, exposing one breast. Yeah, like I said, no bra. She rubbed the ice slowly over her nipple and made small, approving noises. Sexy noises.
My mouth followed the ice, sucking at her nipple. It was cold and hard. Tia shivered. Droplets of melted ice trickled down my lips. I experimented to see what she liked by nipping at her breast, rolling the nipple around in my teeth and biting lightly at the area around it. Tia moaned in arousal. That was a good sign.
After that, I moved back to her neck so I could talk to her while I worked her up some more. My fingers played teasingly over the fabric of her panties, just rubbing there for a short time while she arched toward me. "Do you like being bitten, Tia?" I whispered in her ear, and nibbled on her neck.
"Uh huh," she replied with great enthusiasm.
"Like this?" I chewed at her throat a little harder, a bit more aggressively.
Tia moaned louder.
Slipping my hand into her panties, I kept talking. "Do you guys ever play vampire games?"
Tia shivered hard down on my hand as I began to stroke her clit very slowly. "Mm, Dean... uh, what?"
Answering for her, Jimmy said, "You're asking Tia if she likes vampires? Shit, I don't think she'll watch a movie unless it's got vampires in it." He laughed huskily. The boy was getting pretty turned on from watching us; I could tell by the sound of his voice.
"That's not entirely true," she protested, then concentrated her attention back on what my fingers were doing. "I do really like vampires, though," Tia added, panting. "Jimmy and I sometimes play vampire, yeah."
"Hm..." I stroked harder and faster at her clit.
Tia sighed passionately. "Dean!"
While I had her attention, I whispered in her ear again. "Would you like to play with some real vampires, Tia?"
She looked at me with some confusion, trying to figure out what I meant by that comment. I imagine that, at first, she thought it was a game. "Real vampires?"
"Yeah. My brother and his girlfriend. They're vampires." I'm not sure that she would have been so open to listening to my claim if I hadn't been rubbing her clit at the time.
"Um, is that some kind of game you play?" Jimmy asked. There was some trepidation in his voice. I was freaking him out.
"Maybe. Want me to prove it?"
"You can prove it?" Jimmy said in disbelief. He'd be harder to convince than Tia.
"Yeah." I reached up with my free hand and pulled at the collar of my T-shirt, stretching it out to expose my neck and shoulder. Lenore's latest bite was currently unbandaged; they could see it very plainly, multiple fang marks and all.
They both gaped at the wound. Jimmy's mouth worked like a fish out of water. "What made that?" he asked. "It looks like fangs."
"I've seen people with their teeth filed down to make fangs," Tia began. "Sam and Lenore's teeth aren't like that."
"Not their regular teeth," I explained. "They have a second set up inside their gums."
They looked at me dubiously.
"You don't believe me? Come and see."
Giving me a cynical look, Tia grasped my wrist and pulled my hand out of her panties. She began to examine the bite with squinty eyes. Another woman who wasn't going to take any shit from me; I like it. "Are you sure some kind of animal didn't do that?"
"You know? At this point, I'm not really sure." I licked her juices off my fingers where she could see. "Lenore did that one. Sam did this one." Then I showed them the bite on the other side.
"Why did they bite you?" questioned Jimmy.
"Because they're hungry. Roads are impassable, and we've run out of blood."
"You're feeding them?" Tia said in disbelief. Something changed in her eyes; she was starting to believe me.
I simply nodded. "If Jimmy was the one who was starving, you'd do it."
Jimmy got off the bed and stood next to his girlfriend, adopting a protective stance. "This is all bullshit. You guys are just playing sicko vampire games."
"I thought you liked vampires, Jimmy," I said.
"I do, but your brother? You're playing at having your brother bite you?"
I ducked my head in embarrassment. At the time, I wasn't sure why. Probably because there was a grain of truth in what he said. "We're not playing."
"Hey, Jimmy... let's go over there," Tia said, taking his hand. He gave her a doubtful look. "I'm intrigued. Even if they are just playing games, I want to see how they do it." She pointed to one of my bites.
Jimmy was afraid of us, that we were sick or crazy. But Tia was fascinated. I could see it in her eyes, that if we were playing some seriously kinky vampire games, she wanted to try them. I was lucky that she was such a risk taker. We all were.
Jimmy seemed to read her just as well as I did; he said, "Are you sure you want to do this? We don't really know..." He looked at me, then averted his eyes nervously.
Turning to me, Tia grinned. Her anticipation was palpable. "I'm really curious what you guys are up to."
Rolling his eyes, Jimmy gave in. He knew his girl wanted to take the risk for the chance at a really good fuck. "Alright, fine. But if things get too weird..."
"Calm down, baby," she instantly replied. "We can handle it."
As we headed back to the room, I hoped that they could.
*****
To my relief, Sam and Lenore were still out cold.
Before the door had even closed, Jimmy gasped at the sight of them tied down and unconscious. "Oh hell no," he exclaimed, and tried to pull Tia back outside.
She pulled away from him. "Come on, Jimmy, it looks wild," Tia nearly whispered. But I heard her. They closed the door, but Jimmy stayed near it. "They look awful. What's the matter with them?"
"I told you, Sam and Lenore are starving. They need blood."
"Are they dangerous?" Tia asked.
This wasn't a question I wanted to answer quite this quickly. "Um... maybe. But I know how to keep a tight reign on them so they can't hurt anyone."
Moving a little closer, Jimmy looked at Lenore and then Sam quizzically. "They're vampires?"
Sam made a sniffing sound. His head slowly came up and he looked at us, disoriented.
"Hi Sam," Tia said, giving him a little wave. "Remember me?"
That sinister light in Sam's eyes... the way he looked at Tia, like she was his next meal... I knew it was coming. Straining against the bonds, he growled animalistically and lunged upward. Being tied to the chair kept him from getting up.
Jimmy jumped like a frightened rabbit. Tia flinched and backed up a few steps, but was clearly not scared off yet.
Sam's vampire teeth came out, and he hissed and growled at them. Their eyes got big as saucers.
"Those fangs... they came out of his gums," Jimmy said in a choked, shocked voice.
"Oh my God," Tia exclaimed. "If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes..."
"I told you. They're real vampires." I walked over to Sam and stood behind him. He craned his head around to glare at me like a person on a strict diet would look at a piece of cake. "Yeah, I know, I'm yummy. Come 'ere." I got a hold of his jaw. Sam fought me, shaking his head, but I managed to place my fingers on both sides of his jaw and press hard. With a whimpery howl, his vampire fangs retracted. "See? That's one way to stop him."
"Vampire fangs don't look like that in the movies," Jimmy commented. His eyes were still like large white cueballs. "Tia, are we really seeing this?"
"Oh, it's real," she replied.
I let go, and Sam's fangs came out again. He growled at us and followed me with his eyes as I took the wide path around the chair. "These are real vampire teeth. A lot of that stuff you see in the movies isn't true, but some of it is."
"Obviously, the part about the sun reducing them to ash isn't true," mused Tia.
"They don't like the sun much, but it doesn't kill them, no." I watched my brother snarl like an animal, resisting the urge just to hug him, protect him from the horror he was at that moment. "Will you please help me get him back to normal?"
"How do we do that?" Jimmy asked.
"He needs to be fed. Nourished. I can't do it alone. Lenore estimated that Sam needs around four pints of blood per day. If I gave that to him, it would kill me," I explained. At this point, my voice had taken on this desperation that I couldn't hide. I felt like crying, to be honest. I wanted my brother back. "That doesn't even account for what Lenore needs."
"You want us to let Sam and Lenore bite us?!" Jimmy cried.
I nodded. "Or you can just bleed into a cup, so I can feed it to them." When I looked at Tia, I realized that she was already down for this - I could see it in her face. She felt great sympathy for what we were going through. Also, Tia liked to roleplay vampire scenarios with her boyfriend to get off; this was something she already wanted to do when she walked in the door. Jimmy was the only one who would need convincing. "I don't know what else to do."
While I was talking, Sam had started to struggle very hard with the ropes. "Dean," he snarled. Well, at least he was talking again. "I'm so hungry, Dean. Untie me."
His voice was still raspy, like he hadn't had anything to drink for days. I shook my head at him. "You behave, or I'll dose you again." To remind him, I showed him the knife that I'd been using for the dead man's blood.
Jimmy moved toward the door with narrowed eyes. I put the knife down. "I'm not going to hurt you with this, Jimmy," I assured him, putting up my hands as if I was surrendering. "What's on this knife is poison to vampires. Not the kind of poison that kills them, but slows them down considerably. Hopefully, we won't have to use it anymore." I glared at my brother.
Sam glared back.
"Is that why his arms are all cut up?" Tia asked, referring to the three or four slashes across each of Sam's arms.
"Yeah."
"So they are dangerous," Jimmy mumbled, still keeping his distance.
Tia went to him and ran her hands over his chest. "Jimmy, I want to do this. Dean's got ways to keep control of them. No one will get hurt... no more than they want to." She stroked his jaw and neck. I could see him relaxing at the soft sensation of her touch. "I promise, you'll like it." Tia kissed him soundly. Jimmy melted into the affection. I knew then that they were going to help us; she had seduced him into it.
I started to take off my shirt. "I'll get things started. I can spare a little more blood."
When Sam heard that, he got that intense, predatory look in his eyes and proceeded to go batshit crazy. He thrashed around and strained at his bonds with loud hisses and growls. Tia and Jimmy stayed near the door, tense, but ready to let me handle it.
I hated seeing Sammy suffer like that. "Can't you wait?" I joked. But Sam was so violent that I was afraid he would get free, so I had to cut his arm again. The dead man's blood calmed him down almost immediately. Sam slumped in the chair, limp and disoriented.
This gave me time to finish removing my shirt. Tia came closer to watch. "You hate having to do that to him, don't you?"
"I do. But it's necessary." I took a seat in my brother's lap, facing him. It was the easiest way to get this done. I gently lifted his head and put it in the crook of my neck in a spot that hadn't been bitten yet. My throat was running out of bitable spots. Sam smelled my neck and purred. His tongue came out, licking the untouched spot, playing with his prey. Tia craned her neck so she could see better. It was turning her on. And I have to admit, it was turning me on, too. The closeness, the warmth, the sensations... I knew it was sick, to get excited over my brother doing these things to me. But it just happened; I couldn't help it. I was even in the prime lapdance position. I wasn't moving around, though, but Sam was - moving softly up against me. Slowly, doing it by instinct. Vampire instinct. It was that sexual component to their feeding.
It embarrassed me, the thought of things getting out of hand with Tia and Jimmy in the room. This thing happening between me and my brother, it was private. "Come on, Sam, you know it's there. Just get it over with."
Just my luck, he felt like playing. I think it had something to do with him being disoriented by the dead man's blood. Sam sucked at my neck and actually planted a few kisses on it, deep, sucking kisses, before running his fangs over my skin, not hard enough to draw blood. He stroked his crotch against mine a bit more aggressively. I shivered all over and a moan escaped me.
Tia couldn't help but make a small, aroused sound. She ran her hand absently over the hollow of her throat. Jimmy sat down on the bed to watch her.
Sam startled us all when he suddenly bit into my neck. I moaned much louder. He arched up against me and he was hard; I wasn't that far from it myself. Damn, this was awkward and weird. But it still felt good. Sam didn't drink at first, he just licked up the blood that seeped out of the bite and made satisfied noises. At the same time, he stroked himself against me without shame.
I didn't want to stop him. God help me, I wanted to rub against him too. It would have felt so good. But it was fuckin' weird that I felt like that. We weren't kids anymore. "Sammy, please, drink."
He did then, and I let him take what I thought was around a pint. I was feeling kinda weak and dizzy. Yeah, I overdid it on purpose, but Sammy needed blood. I pushed on the sides of his jaw to make his fangs retract, which he didn't like one bit; in fact, Sam growled in surprise and then whimpered for more. The look on his face was so pitiful, so pleading. It tore at my heart. "You'll get more," I told him quietly.
When I released his jaw, Sam followed me with his eyes, obviously anticipating the blood I had promised him. Hissing under his breath.
While putting direct pressure on my wounds with a towel, I turned to Tia, but she didn't need my instruction. She was already unbuttoning her shirt. "You'll make sure he doesn't get out of control?"
"Of course," I replied.
I went over and stood behind my brother while she got in front of him, undoing her shirt slowly. "Hi Sam. You won't hurt me bad, will you?"
He looked her up and down as if he was trying to figure her out, being seductive toward another man with her boyfriend right there in the room. I saw him glance at Jimmy. It made me feel a little better that Sam wasn't so feral that he had lost his mind; he could still work out what was going on between those two. And he cared what was going on between them.
Sam did not answer her verbally, but he also didn't growl at her or do anything else animalistic.
Tia opened her shirt slowly, sliding her fingers over her chest and revealing her breasts to Sam. He looked, glanced at his lap, then looked again. Bashful in the face of a half-naked woman he doesn't know very well. Still my Sammy. Tia slid the shirt off her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor, and then approached him with a predatory grin. "Dean told us all about you. It turns me on to play vampire with Jimmy. I never thought I'd meet a real one." She sat herself down in Sam's lap, straddling him, rubbing herself into his crotch hard enough to elicit a deep moan from him. "Jimmy kinda likes to watch me with other men. So don't worry about it, okay? You can enjoy it and he won't get mad or anything."
Tia had barely finished before Sam was already sniffing at her neck tentatively. She put her arms around him and ran her fingers through his hair. Although he did give her throat a nice big lick, Sam didn't spend any time on foreplay with Tia; he almost immediately bit into her neck. She let out a passionate cry and cradled his head to her throat.
Sammy made pleased noises while drinking her blood, sounding more human than he had before. It was helping. I knew it was. I kept a careful watch until I felt that he'd taken all from her that he should. It was almost hard to stop him, though, because the scene was so hot to watch... Tia undulated sinuously in Sam's lap while making the most hot-and-bothered sounds. I could cum just listening to a woman moan in passion. But I had to force his fangs to retract.
Not completely satisfied, Sam whimpered and licked at Tia's puncture wounds. I grabbed his chin and pulled his head back. Two of my fingers slipped into his mouth when he tried to fight me. I was surprised when Sam began to suck on them gently and nip at them like a puppy might do, as if my hand was some sort of vampire teething ring. A shiver of arousal ran up my back.
I opened my mouth to instruct Jimmy on the need for direct pressure, but Tia wanted to play a little first. Trickles of blood ran down her chest. Tia put her finger into the trails and traced around one of her erect nipples, covering it with blood. Sam nipped harder at my fingers and breathed quicker.
"Behave," I told him, then slowly dipped his head toward her breast.
Sam started to suck Tia's nipple. He licked and sucked off all the blood before moving up her chest, lapping up every spot. She leaned her head far back while he did it, just enjoying how it felt. I gotta admit, that was a hot scene.
"Jimmy, apply direct pressure," I told him. He got the other towel and came over, holding it to Tia's neck.
"Aw, I feel fine," she said in disappointment.
"You won't know you've given too much until you pass out," I replied. "Trust me, you've given enough."
Sam didn't want to stop, but I pulled his head back again and put my fingers back in his mouth. They seemed to pacify him. One of his fangs pierced a finger so I allowed him to suck blood out of it; it couldn't be enough to cause me any harm, with such a small wound. It satisfied him so well.
While they waited for the bleeding to stop, Jimmy stroked his girlfriend's shoulder, eventually moving down to fondle her tits. Squeezing her nipples between his fingers. Sam watched, sucking my fingers with great enthusiasm. Damn, that made me hot. Tia appreciated it more than any of us. "What do you want to see me do, baby?" she asked him.
"Suck him off," Jimmy answered.
Tia instantly undid Sam's jeans and took out his cock. Sam moaned, writhing in the chair. She stroked him down slowly for half a minute while Sam moaned around my fingers and sucked at them, squirming in anticipation.
Tia looked up at me. "You wanna fuck me while I suck off your brother, Dean?" she asked seductively.
In reaction, Jimmy looked excited, a big grin on his face.
Jokingly, I shrugged and went, "Eh," and gave her a wink before letting Sam go so I could move around behind her. Sammy wasn't that limber; he wouldn't be able to bite Tia with her head in his lap. I stopped at the bedside table long enough to get a condom. She slid off Sam's lap and onto her knees in front of the chair, while Jimmy took a seat on the corner of the bed in which Lenore was still out cold.
Lenore was a whole other story, and we would help her next. But before that, if I wanted the goth couple to come back and help me feed my two vampires again, I needed to make sure they got something out of it. That it wasn't just about feeding Sam and Lenore. Tia and Jimmy needed to enjoy themselves to want to do this again. People are like that.
As I got down on my knees behind Tia, she took Sam's cock in her mouth and slowly went down on it, scarlet lips wrapped around his shaft. He laid his head on the back of the chair with a moan, eyes closed, writhing lightly. It didn't freak me out to watch such a thing; I'd seen it before. Remember me mentioning our past threesomes? Yeah, just wanted to make sure you were keeping up.
"Ooh... go, baby," Jimmy said in encouragement.
Tia began to bob her head up and down, slowly at first. Sometimes taking Sam's cock out of her mouth to lick the head of it, ringing it with her tongue, and then going back down on him eagerly. I watched for almost a minute, just appreciating her technique and the sounds she made, moaning with his rod in her mouth. All the warm, wet sounds. Tia eventually gave me an expectant look and I knew I'd been a spectator too long.
That girl looked pretty hot with her skirt pushed up around her waist. Cute little ass. I slipped her panties off and she squirmed in anticipation of having me in her. Just the sounds in that room would be enough to excite even the Pope as the metal buckles in my belt tinked together, my zipper came down, my jeans and underwear were pushed down to my knees, and Tia just went on sucking my brother's dick. It didn't take long to put the condom on, and I was taking her hips in my hands. When I penetrated her, Tia shook all over and moaned out loud. I slid into her slowly to prolong the delicious tremors she was feeling. It was good for both of us.
When Tia occasionally took Sam's cock from her mouth to suck the head, she would cry, "Oh Dean!" It only spurred me on to fuck her harder.
While he watched, Jimmy at first just rubbed his crotch with his clothes still on, but after a couple minutes, he took his dick out and started to masturbate. Voyeurism is not a kink I could ever fully appreciate, as it drives me nuts not to get involved in this kind of scene if I'm watching it, but I understand why he was moved to act out that Divinyls song. Me doing his girl doggie style was eliciting some pretty passionate noises from her.
Building up to my own orgasm, I grabbed the arms of the chair Sam was sitting in and pulled on them everytime I thrust into Tia, using them for leverage. Our gyrations came faster and faster. The room filled with moans, panting, and the creaking of Sam's chair. It nearly scared me out of my skin when I felt fingers interlacing with mine on the arms of the chair; I hadn't expected that. I looked up to see that, of course, it was Sam. During our threesomes, Sam had always had a need to touch me while we orgasmed. I never fully understood why. I guess he just likes being close to everyone involved. Anyhow, I didn't pull my hands away. The action assured me that even with the eyes of a vampire, he was still, somewhere inside, my Sammy.
We came in succession, first Sam, then Tia, and then me. Sam threw his head back and cried out, giving us an excellent view of those sharp teeth still protruding from his gums. In reaction, Tia made a surprised noise, but swallowed him down like a pro. While he panted at the ceiling, she cleaned up the head of his cock with her tongue. Tia clutched at Sam's thighs and breathed harder and harder on his crotch, which he seemed to like, then began pushing back against me when I thrust in. "Dean! Fuck me, Dean!" she moaned passionately.
Ah, talking dirty. Goes right to my dick.
Now, you might say Dean, you are already fucking her. Why is she telling you to do something you're already doing? Because, inexperienced one, many people get hotter with a little nasty sex talk. Call it a challenge, call it instructions, call it whatever you want - it just lets you know you're doing it right. Or that you're not doing it right. Or it could be that someone just gets really turned on by knowing that their partner has a naughty sexual side to them. Dirty talk can be a great way to find that out.
Take the dildo from my hand, grasshopper.
One of the hottest things in the world? Getting it on with someone who's sort of prim and proper, and finding out that they have the mother of dirty mouths in bed. For example, a librarian in cat's eye glasses begging to be fucked. Ooh, yeah. Doesn't happen often enough for my taste, but I'm still happy with my frisky ladies.
Anyway, Tia wasn't the librarian type, but it was still pretty exciting to hear her crying out for me to fuck her. Her body shook all over; she was close to orgasm. I took her by the hips and drove into her as hard and as fast as I could stand it. Tia moaned with passion at every thrust. I went in to the hilt.
"Dean, oh God, fuck me! Just like that! God, Dean! Fuck me! Ohhh Dean!"
I love to hear that. "Who's givin' it to you, baby?"
"You, Dean!"
"That's right. You like being fucked so good, don't you, Tia?" I smacked her ass.
Called that right. Tia loved it. She squirmed and whined for more. "Yes, don't stop! Fuck me 'til I cum!"
I spanked her again. Firm and hard, so her butt jiggled. Tia dug her fingers into Sam's thighs and he moaned. "Oh, you're going to cum. You're cumming right now, bitch." I reached around and began to rub her clit without mercy, still fucking her hard. She whimpered. "Cum for me. Cum for Dean."
Jimmy made some kind of noise; I think he came then, I don't know. My attention wasn't focused on him. But, just goes to show, when I'm good, I can take out a whole room. Haha.
Tia didn't last long after that. She was so wet, my fingers were drenched down to the second knuckle. I kneaded Tia's throbbing little clit between my fingers until she purred.
"DEAN!" she nearly screamed hoarsely. She dropped her head down on the chair between Sam's thighs while she came, just saying my name and, "Oh, God," over and over.
After that, I came too, gripping her hip and squeezing her clit hard. We kind of laid against each other for a minute, catching our breath. There was some post-redressing; Tia put Sam back in his pants and fastened them for him. He just looked at her, at a loss for anything appropriate to say.
How to bring the conversation back to Lenore...? I just dove into it. "Hey, uh, Jimmy... you in the mood for a little vampire action too?"
Sharing a few little kisses in the afterglow, Jimmy and Tia were only half-listening. "What?" he said.
I gestured toward Lenore. "She needs some blood too."
"I'll do it!" Tia immediately volunteered.
I shook my head. "You know you can't do it. Jimmy still has plenty of blood, though."
"Uh..." He looked at Lenore, fidgeting uncomfortably. "I'm not really into the idea right now. Kinda vamped out. But I'll bleed into a cup and you can feed it to her, okay?"
"Okay," I replied with a grateful smile and a nod. I imagine Jimmy was a little freaked out and afraid after finding out vampires are real, and allowing Lenore to bite his neck would have been just a bit too much for him right then. But I was relieved that he would still donate some blood to try to bring her back from the brink.
Using a clean knife, Jimmy let me cut him on a spot near his wrist, where he would bleed well but not enough that it would get out of control. We filled a glass full of his blood. Sam lifted his head and watched me carry the glass over to the bed with a hopeful look in his eye.
"Sorry, Sammy. This is for Lenore, okay?"
Licking his lips, Sam whimpered once and put his head down. The fact that he had that much control, I took as a good sign.
I sat on the edge of the bed and lifted Lenore's head. "Lenore? You need to drink this."
She moaned lightly in her sleep, furrowing her brow.
"Come on Lenore, wake up." I smacked her cheeks a little with the back of my hand.
Lenore, pale and sallow, scrunched up her face in annoyance. It did my heart good to see her get angry with me for smacking her around.
Maybe the smell of the blood would wake her up. I waved the glass under her nose. Lenore seemed interested in that; her nose twitched and her eyes shifted under the lids. "Dinnertime, sweetheart. Come and get it." I put the glass up to her mouth. When she still didn't drink, I dipped my finger in the blood and rubbed some over her upper gums. Lenore began to lick my finger and her gums with a very dry tongue. "That's it, Lenore. Come on."
Tia and Jimmy were watching. "She doesn't look very good," Tia commented with worry.
I tried not to think about that and poured a little blood into Lenore's mouth. She choked slightly, but quickly got the hang of it, and smacked her lips for more. When I went to give her some, Lenore growled and brought out her fangs - an instinctual reaction I was getting used to. She bit greedily at the glass, frowned in confusion when she didn't find soft yielding flesh there, and opened her eyes slightly to look at me. "Dean?"
"Yeah, it's me. I've got some blood for you. Drink."
Desperately, Lenore drank from the glass of blood with a little too much eagerness. I tried to slow her down, but she was too hungry. She drank the whole thing down without taking a breath - not that she needed to breathe, but you get the gist. Lenore finished it off with a relieved, "Ahh!"
Because she drank it so fast, some blood had run out of her mouth and down the side of her chin. I wiped it up with my finger and offered it to her, which she sucked off my finger, then licked up with her tongue. The look in Lenore's eyes told me I better get my finger away from those fangs, or they'd be sunk into it down to the bone. It wasn't enough blood.
"More," Lenore rasped, confirming what I already knew.
It tore me up to see her like this, too. I wanted to help them both so bad. "That's all there is, Lenore. But I'm going to try to get more, okay?"
She shook her head wildly, fighting at the ropes that kept her tied to the bed. "No, no, more..." Lenore's eyes passed over the other people in the room. For a second, I thought I was going to have to dose her with the dead man's blood, but then she started to make retching noises and went into convulsions.
"Lenore!"
Her eyes rolled up into her head.
I put my arms around her and held her head to my shoulder. With one hand, I started to rub her stomach. "Keep it down, Lenore! If you can hear me, don't throw up the blood, okay? Hold it down, please! It's all we have..."
Tia, covering her mouth with her hands, held back tears. I could hear it in her voice. "Oh, Dean," she nearly sobbed.
"It'll be okay. Lenore's just got to hold it down. Come on Lenore, you gotta do this for me." I rubbed her back. She jerked against me, heaving. Nothing had come back up yet. "That's it, sweetheart, just keep it in your tummy. It's alright."
After ten more agonizing seconds of worry, Lenore finally settled down. She stopped jerking, falling against me, and made no more of those awful noises that could mean she was going to lose the small amount of nourishment I'd managed to get her. Before she fainted again, I felt Lenore cuddle against my body. Then she went entirely limp.
It gave me hope, anyway. She wasn't so far gone that she didn't still want to feel my warmth, like I meant something to her besides just a good meal.
After I'd laid her back down, I turned to see Tia crying, with Jimmy's arm around her. "How can we help? Should we come back tomorrow? We can come here every day until the snow clears up, if that will save them," she declared.
I smiled, small and nearly broken. "That would be great, Tia. That'd help more than you know."
At some point, Sam had also passed out; I don't know when. We unbound him from the chair and put him on the bed, tying him down, for safety, next to Lenore. I hoped feeling each other nearby would sustain them, give them a reason to hold on.
That night, alone with just the light of a white candle, I prayed. I'm not usually the praying type, but I was desperate. We needed a miracle.
White is a color that sends your intentions out into the cosmos to be answered by fate, or so they say. It's also the color of hope.
When it got really quiet, with just the sound of the wind howling outside, I clasped my hands together under my chin and began. "I don't know who's out there listening to me, if anyone, but if you're out there... please help me save my brother," I prayed. "And Lenore too. I know you're probably not in the business of saving vampires, but you must be able to see what's in their hearts. They're both good people. If you knew my brother, and you probably do, you'd know that he's one of the best, no matter what anyone thinks. I know... I know what my dad said before he died, about how I might one day have to kill Sammy. He might've been right, and if I have to do it... oh, what's the point in lying to you? You know I could never do it. I'd probably let him drain me of all my blood if I thought it would do any good."
I was babbling. Not the best thing to do when you're addressing higher beings.
"Please, I need some help here. If we spend any more days snowbound, they'll die. I'm doing the best I can, but there's two of them, and... I don't want to let one die to save the other. I could never look Sam in the eyes again if I did that. I'm really trying here. Tia and Jimmy helped, but it's still not enough. Not for two of them. Two vampires." I laughed a little through the tears now streaming down my face. Hey, you try not to cry when you've got so much on the line. "If you'd just given me one to deal with, I could have handled that, but..."
I was babbling again.
"Please, just help me. Send me a miracle. You have to see that they don't deserve to die. I can't live without him. I've given so much already. Please show me the way."
I burned the candle down to nothing overnight.
In the morning, I was awakened by someone knocking on the door. They were accompanied by the sound of heavy machinery outside.
It was Tia and Jimmy, and they weren't alone. "Dean, have you been asleep? You don't know?"
With what was probably an intense case of bedhair, I leaned out the door to look past them. Snowplows. The calvary had come through in the last few hours and were clearing the roads. It had finally stopped snowing.
Did I get the miracle I had asked for like some really hot version of George Bailey? I'll let you be the judge. Maybe the weather was going to clear up before I had even asked for this. We'll never know. You can consider it a cornball ending to the story if you want to, but I thanked whoever had answered my prayer, just incase. Not a good idea to piss off a deity, especially when they do you a favor.
"They're clearing the roads."
"Yeah," Tia replied happily.
Like I said, Tia and Jimmy weren't alone. They were accompanied by at least five young people dressed in mostly black, with an assortment of Marilyn Manson and My Chemical Romance T-shirts, and more piercings than I could count.
"When we told our friends about your problem, they came as soon as the roads were clear enough."
"Drove two hours, practically right behind the snowplow," a girl with black lipstick and braids said. Her friends laughed.
"You slept through those snowplows, didn't you?" Tia asked.
Still not fully awake, I nodded. "You guys came to..."
The goths looked at each other. "Well, Tia said you've got some real honest-to-God vampires in there. I've never known her to lie, not even about a thing like that." The girl tried to look past me into the hotel room. "I always knew they were real."
Tia realized by the look on my face that I hadn't completely gotten it yet. She explained, "Our friends came to help Sam and Lenore get back on their feet. The three of us just aren't enough, so we thought with a few more people... well, you wouldn't have to leave them alone to go get blood this way, and our friends are very willing."
The others nodded and smirked.
"Once they're back on their feet, then you can head to the store. It's the best way we could see to solve your problem. Jimmy and I sat up half the night figuring it out, didn't we Jimmy?"
He nodded his head.
"You guys... you drove here in the snow just to help me save my brother and his girlfriend?"
They all nodded again.
That really touched me. I mean, I knew they had ulterior motives, but at the same time, they did really want to help. "Well, thank you, then." After a long pause to collect myself, with Tia looking at me with those sympathetic eyes, I invited them in. "You came to see vampires, so come on in and see them." They began to pile into the room, walking past me through the hotel room door. "I've got to warn you, though, they haven't showered since yesterday morning, so you'll have to beware of the vampire funk."
When I asked for help, I never considered that Tia would do this. I wasn't expecting it. And her efforts did save Sammy and Lenore. The butcher didn't have more animal blood for a couple of days after the snowplows cleared the roads. Those people, they really did save us.
And all they wanted in return was just to see the vampires, to touch them. To share in what they were.
To give life in return for a little experience, it's everything I asked for. They really surprised me.
People are like that.
Chapter 5
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