A Little Less “Who are You”, and a Little More “Take Your Pants Off"

Jan 17, 2010 16:49

Pairing: Vampire!Pete/Patrick

Rating: 14A

Prompt: Pete/Patrick; 16 Candles AU

Warnings: swearing, does that need a warning

Disclaimer: I own no one, if you googled yourself and found this turn back.

Summary: The First Time Patrick met Vampire!Pete
A/N: Written for elessar

Patrick laughed to himself as he walked down the street, of course the first night of his vampire patrol it would be dark and stormy. Of course there weren’t the usual raccoons and mice out, and there just had to be the clichéd shadows creeping but yet here he was standing out on the sidewalk in his yellow rain poncho his mom bought him for his birthday holding his garlic gun waiting for the supposed gathering of the Dandies that was to take place tonight around 0200. Patrick looked down at his watch but quickly turned his head when he heard a noise behind him in the alley. As he quickly whipped around to see the black haired, hoodie wearing dude behind him.

“You smell good” hoodie dude said

“W…who are you?”

“Pete, but that doesn’t really matter now does it. Either you give me some blood willingly or I take it forcefully, and you won’t like me when I’m forceful”

Patrick just stared at Pete; who’s fangs had just dropped out of his mouth, ‘well at least I’m getting killed by a cute guy’ Patrick considered. “What if we trade?”

“Trade what?”

“I’ll let you drink if and only if you let me take you home and help find you something that’s a little less human to sustain you”

“What makes you think I won’t kill you?”

“Nothing except tomorrow you’ll need to find a new meal and have this whole conversation again”

“Fine but I can leave anytime I want”

“Fine”

“Now will you get in the damn alley before the Dandies show up and steal you?” So Patrick slipped into the alley with Pete, where to hold up his end of the deal he offered up his neck. “Uh…unfortunately I will kill you if I take it from your neck, so I suggest you drop your pants and let me drink from your femoral artery” Patrick just stared at Pete who had dropped to his knees and frustrated with the wait just ripped Patrick belt off and grabbed his boxer biting firmly into his upper thigh.

Patrick moaned at the sensation of Pete’s teeth slipping into his artery and the endorphins that were being released between the two of them. Pete just kept sucking until he was quite satisfied and then as his piece du résistance he let his tongue run over the bite wounds and then flicked Patrick’s dick with his tounge as he pulled up Patrick’s pants. Pete looked up and smiled at Patrick “I think I will like living at your place”

Patrick just responded with “Maybe we won’t find you a synthetic blood after all”

fin

fic, fanfic

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