Title: Must We Hide From Everyone?
Author: Me
Paring: Billie/Blain, Billie/Mike, Billie/Tre, Mike/Tre, Blain/OT3, It’s all very complicated…
Rating: R to NC-17
Disclaimer: I don’t own Green Day, however I do own Blain. He’s mine you can’t steal him. He is my boy, he has been since I was in 6th Grade and made him up.
Warnings: Blood and that’s all I’m telling you.
Oh and deds to Edge for this part with Top!Billie!
Chapter Five Story of My Life
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Mike walked back to Billie finding him laying on his bunk eyes closed, pouty lips opening and closing, singing along with the song that was blasting out of his headphones. Mike chuckled softly to himself, thinking how cute his boyfriend was. Even if he had lost a sense of himself in the last few days, he was still his lover, his wonderful boyfriend.
“Black rose of death, in my fist I clutch..” Billie sung along with his own voice.
When Billie opened those pouty lips Mike though he saw a glint of red, or dark crimson on Billie’s tongue, but that couldn’t be, this was his Billie. Mike sat down at the end of Billie’s bunk, making a slight indention, which made Billie open his eyes slightly and gaze at Mike. He grinned softly, raising only one side of his mouth.
“You look happier.” Mike said nudging his lover to move over so he could lay beside him.
Billie obliged and moved his small frame, still clocked in black clothes, over so Mike could lay his taller body beside him. Billie looked into his lovers soft blue eyes, suddenly remembering what he had done moments before. The blood lust rushing through his veins once again. He inched slowly away from Mike so he wouldn’t have to smell the sent of his lovers skin, the overwhelming sent radiating off every inch of his sweat covered glorious frame, so he wouldn’t have to hear the sound of blood pumping through Mike’s veins.
Mike looked back in his boyfriend’s eyes, seeing them darker than he was used to, harder than he was used to. He guessed it to be nervousness or the cold that he believed Billie to have. Mike tried to pull his lover back to him slowly. He grinned and leaned in to kiss Billie firm on the lips. Billie let him for a few split seconds, wondering if it would be possible to have sex with his lover, and not drink from him, not let him know of the monster he had become. He decided that to be false as he felt the lust growing, not for his lover, but for his lover’s blood, for his lovers heart, in all the wrong ways. He quickly pulled away from Mike.
“I can’t do this Mike.” Billie said stunning his brunette lover.
“What are you talking about Bill? What can’t you do?”
“This, I just can’t,” Billie paused and noticed that in the whole amount of time since he had become a vampire that he hadn’t taken one breath. He guessed that no one had noticed, besides Tre. “I’m not what you think I am.” He finished his sentence, rolling to look at the bunk above him.
“Billie, you’re my lover, you’re my everything, how could you not be what I think you are?” Mike just realized how confusing that sentence had been, but he knew that Billie had gotten it by the small tear running down his cheek.
Mike quickly brought his hand up to whip the tear from his lover’s cheek. Billie caught a whiff of Mike’s skin touching his, a slight touch of heat, before it was gone again. Billie tried not to cry in front of Mike, or anyone for that matter, he hated crying, but it seemed that since he became a vampire that’s all he ever did.
“I’m not human!” Billie snapped, trying to be angry at his lover so Mike would leave, would yell, would hate him, or something besides being right there, right there where Billie could almost taste the sweetness of Mike’s blood on the tip of his tongue.
“Billie yes you are, there’s no way you can’t be human.” Mike said kissing Billie’s soft, cold cheek.
“No I’m not. I’m not human at all.” Billie almost yelled. He knew Tre could hear him. He knew Tre would be rooting for him to just do it, just take Mike right then and there and turn him, so they could be together forever.
‘But at what cost?’ Billie thought to himself, before raising himself to kiss his lover on the mouth. Taste that sweet salvia from his tongue. He rolled his body on top of Mike’s and kissed his neck softly trying not to bite down. He pulled up and looked into those dark blue eyes that called to him, called to him in the deepest way, wanting him to be his own, wanting him to enter him.
Billie brought his hands down to slowly undo his lovers belt, he dropped it onto the carpeted floor. Before Mike even noticed, his pants were in the floor along with his boxers. Billie was also naked from the waist down, and his lover was now on top of him almost begging to enter him. Billie brought his fingers up to Mike’s mouth, which Mike gladly took into his mouth and sucked hard, bringing an animalistic groan from his lover. The smaller man removed his fingers and thrust them into his lovers tight hole quickly. Mike could tell that Billie was being quick about it, maybe not wanting to get caught, knowing that Tre could come back at any moment.
Mike lost all conscious thought after that, Billie had taken his fingers from his ass and positioned himself, entering in one swift, fluid motion. Mike would’ve wondered why it didn’t hurt like it normally did, would’ve wondered how Billie was going so fast, wondered how Billie pumped his weeping cock so quickly, would’ve been frightened when Billie bent down and sank his teeth into his neck, would’ve wondered why he suddenly blacked out as soon as he felt Billie climax, he would’ve been scared if he had, had any conscious thought, if Billie hadn’t been fucking his brains out, and maybe just a little bit more.
Chapter Six Coming Down Over Me
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Mike awoke that night, he felt different, he felt stronger. When he got up, he quickly dressed in his black jeans and a red wife beater. He walked up to the door that entered the living room and heard not just the voices of his lover and his secret lover, but a third voice, a voice he didn’t recognize, a voice that sent an electric shock down his spine.
He entered the living room and looked from Tre who had a grin on his face, to his lover who was rocking back and forth almost crying, to the stranger, who Mike thought was oddly appealing and quite beautiful. The stranger had blonde hair, almost just like his lover, a long black trench coat, and black leather pants. He looked to the mans face and saw, black lipstick framing sharp teeth, almost fangs and dark green eyes almost like Billie’s rimmed with dark black lines.
“Is this the one then?” The stranger spoke.
Billie just nodded leaning into Tre who quickly put his arms around him. “Two in one day my boy? What am I going to do with you? No more for at least a month or two.” The stranger spoke again, and again all Billie did was nod.
“Who are you?” Mike walked in starting to get a little angry at this man having so much power over his lover that even he didn’t control. Billie was always the more dominate one; he had slaves, but never masters. Mike was also slightly intrigued by the simple fact that this must be one good man to have such control over Billie.
“Blain, Landon Blain Sebastian, but you call me Landon you’ll be digging your own grave.” The sound in the mans voice didn’t hint a bit of sarcasm to Mike.
Blain held his pale soft hand out for Mike to shake, Mike took it without thinking, shaking it, feeling the cold, being entranced by the veins that shown so fiercely through the pale skin. Blain pulled his hand back from Mike and smiled at his entrancement. An open mouth smile revealing his teeth that were too sharp to be human.
“What is all this about?” Mike asked looking at his loves.
“Well,” Billie stood up and walked so he was standing in front of Blain, staring straight at Mike. “I kinda turned you into a vampire by accident, you were so blacked out you didn’t’ even notice the blood I had to force down you.” Billie muttered.
Mike almost burst out laughing, and he would have if it wasn’t for the serious face Billie had, and the slight evil grin Tre and Blain were sharing. Instead he panicked. He didn’t think vampires could panic, but he also thought that vampires didn’t exist. “What?” Was all he could muster of a voice to say.
Billie rushed over to him and hugged him tightly. Mike pushed at him accidentally flinging him across the room. Billie hit the small table and fell to the floor, his lip busted open. Blain quickly crossed the floor to help Billie up. He sat him down on the old ratted couch, then retrieved Mike from the floor.
“Now if all you children will sit down and behave I will explain all this to you.” Blain said pulling a chair over and sitting down in front of the trio. “Now,” He cleared his throat. “As I was saying, your all vampires.”
“No shit Sherlock.” Tre replied snorting a laugh.
Blain glared at him and Tre shut up, closing his mouth and backing up into the couch as far as he could. Blain grinned.
“NOW, if you would stop interrupting me and let me go on. You are all vampires, you have realized that. Most of the legends are not true, blah, blah, blah… Well You’ll find out most of it as you go. You don’t need much blood, and I think you’ll all three last for quite a while now, since you Billie have had two full sets of mortal blood in one day, and you both have had vampire blood, you should all be okay for quite some time now. You’ll last maybe two months? Yes… Well after those two months, you’ll just start to get tired, if you feed from a human it won’t clench the thirst for very long, what I recommend is drinking from each other, vampire blood keeps you going the best, just don’t drink too much, a few good drops exchanged during sex will last you.”
All three men nodded, Mike still slightly taken aback by the fact that he was now a vampire. He raised his hand.
Blain sighed. “What, am I dealing with children? Just ask the fucking question!”
“Can I go out during the day?”
“Well that’s a stupid question, has your lover been out during the day? I think so, so there’s your answer. Please don’t ask me stupid questions, I don’t fancy them. Any GOOD questions?”
Tre finally spoke, “How can we die?”
“There’s a better question, just look out for other vampires. As long as you don’t cross them, they won’t cross you. It should be fine. Most are nice, inviting, like me and Billy Idol, then there are others that are just plain boring and dreary such as Elvis, or as most call him Bubba, don’t ask…” Blain trailed off.
“Billy Idol?” Mike questioned.
“Yes, he’s quite a nice vampire, quite a … fun one too.” Blain said grinning and looking off in memory. He giggled softly making Billie smile. “But yes, just look out for certain ones, you can usually tell if someone is a vampire when you are one, most are good though, as I said. Just like you, you, you, and I. So just don’t fret and have fun with eternity.”
Billie nodded, along with Tre, Mike just closed his eyes laying back onto the couch, thinking to himself. What had Billie gotten him into this time? And fucking Billy Idol was a vampire?
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Comments? Told you Blain was comming back! I just love him so much sometimes!