Fic:Vampire hunting is the world’s oldest profession (And I, dear Madame, am a professional) [4/24]
Title: ‘Vampire hunting is the world’s oldest profession (And I, dear Madame, am a professional)’ [4/24]
Author: JenJM (me)
Pairing: Gabe/William, Mikey/William, Pete/Patrick, Brendon/Ryan, Jon/Spencer and many a few others.
Rating: NC-17 overall
Characters: Gabe Saporta, William Beckett, Pete Wentz, Patrick Stump, Mikey Way, others. Pretty much everyone from Cobras, Academy, FOB and MCR. Plus Maja Ivarsson of The Sounds, and I can tell you Green Day will appear somewhere along the way.
Word count: 96,000 total words
Warnings: language, blood, violence, killings, all the stuff you can find in a story where people kill vampires and vice versa. But this vampires have sense of humor.
Disclaimer: Gabe and William aren’t mine ç_ç they belong to each other themselves. Actually no one in here belongs to me, and it’s so sad.
I really don’t mean to offend anyone and nothing of what I wrote in this story is to be considered real, it’s all fiction.
Author’s Notes: Pete being a vampire and hunting others vampires is kinda taken from FOB’s video for “Sixteen candles”, all the other stuff is a product of my twisted mind.
Title from Cobra Starship’s “Prostitution is the world’s oldest profession (And I, dear Madame, am a professional)”.
As ever, feel free to report any mistake. Constructive criticism is welcome, feedback makes me happy!
Beta: my dear and patient
nejem
Summary: “In his late years, Gabe Saporta had come to consider himself a peaceful, harmless, even funny vampire. He rarely killed anyone, when he fed he always left his victims where they could be easily found and rescued, and sure thing he never wanted to be part of any clan ever again.” But his plans are ruined when he gets caught by a vampire hunters clan led by Pete Wentz, and things take an interesting path when William Beckett, a young hunter, becomes his jailer. Meanwhile Ryan Ross gets kidnapped by someone they didn’t expect to see again, and the clan has to find him before it’s too late.
Crossposted. Like, a lot.
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
“You had sex.” Gabe said suddenly, startling William, who looked at him wide eyed from the other side of the room.
“What?”
“I can smell it on you, I can smell him on you.” Gabe said as an explanation, and William wanted to smack himself for not thinking about it.
“This smell thing is really starting to get annoying.” William let out a soft chuckle, looking at his hands and faking indifference in the matter.
“So…how long?” Gabe asked, obviously not wanting to let the thing go.
“How long what?” William looked up, finding Gabe’s eyes fixed on him, a strange curiosity in them along with something else. Annoyance maybe.
“How long have you been shagging Mikey Way?” Gabe showed a sarcastic smirk, and William tilted his head to the side, his eyebrows arching.
“I don’t think that’s any of your business.” William snapped, seeing Gabe surprised by that reaction.
“Sorry, I was trying to have some kind of conversation, like civilized people usually do.” Gabe shrugged, a bitter smile on his lips. “I just thought you’d go for something more…vanilla.”
“Mikey’s damn good in bed, and that’s enough for me. Happy now?” William sighed, looking directly at Gabe. “Why are we discussing my sex life, anyway?”
“I’m just curious.” Gabe’s lips now stretched in a sly grin. “So, no tormented love story, uh? Just sex.”
“Yeah.” William rolled his eyes. “Just hot, wild, animalistic sex whenever Mikey’s around. Anything else you wanna know?”
“You two exclusive?” Gabe asked, grinning like mad at the light blush on William’s cheeks.
“Go to hell.” William took something from his bag and threw it at the vampire, hitting him in the chest and making him laugh. A shoe. “And no, we’re not.”
Gabe didn’t say anything else, and moved his gaze to the near bed, feeling his eyelids get heavier. Vampires didn’t really need to sleep, but he hadn’t fed in days, and rest would have helped to resist longer.
“You okay?” William stood, walking closer and leaving the gun on the floor. “You have to feed.”
“I’m fine.” Gabe just said, a cocky grin coming back to his lips. “Hot, wild, animalistic sex, uh?”
“Shut up.” William looked at him and couldn’t help the smirk that rose to his mouth. “You’re just jealous.”
“Right.” Gabe leaned back and closed his eyes, feeling his legs give in. William grabbed him and helped him to stay upright.
“You’re not fine.” William muttered, making sure Gabe could stand on his own before going for the key in his bag.
~~
Jon paced outside the room where a doctor was examining Spencer. Patrick was there with him while the others were still in the van, waiting.
“He’ll be fine, he just needs a few stitches and painkillers.” Patrick was sitting on one of the chairs, following Jon with his eyes.
“I…I was supposed to watch his back.” Jon shook his head, chuckling unhappily. “I should have seen Brent, I…I was supposed to fucking watch Spence’s back.”
“It’s not your fault, Jon.” Patrick stood, reaching his friend and stopping his movements by putting a hand on his shoulder. “It was all too fast for you to see that bastard.”
“Words aren’t enough, Patrick.” Jon looked up in Patrick’s eyes, his expression deadly serious. “Spence means too fucking much to me to just forget he risked his life ’cause I did a mistake.”
“Rage makes you a better hunter.” Patrick held Jon’s gaze, returning the serious look. “But being angry with yourself makes you a better prey, don’t forget that.” The werewolf showed a little smile. “We all do mistakes, and we learn from them how to do better. How to protect the ones we love.”
“I know.” Jon closed his eyes and passed a hand on his face, sighing. “I just need to see him.”
“He’ll be just fine.” Patrick nodded reassuringly and Jon tried to believe him.
The door opened and the doctor looked around, her gaze stopping on the two of them. “Your friend lost a lot of blood, but he’s gonna be fine.” She informed with a smile, and Jon had to do his best to stop himself from hugging the woman. “I put a few stitches and he’ll need to rest. I left him a few prescriptions, make sure he takes those.”
“Sure.” Jon nodded and headed for the room, smiling at the doctor. “Thanks.”
She just smiled back and resumed walking towards the near nurse station.
Jon entered the exam room and saw Spencer sitting on a little bed, fighting with his blood-stained shirt. Without a word Jon walked up to him and cupped his face, kissing him like his life depended on it. Spencer did a noise in the back of his throat, but returned the kiss, his hands fisting Jon’s jacket.
“I love you so freakin’ much.” Jon whispered on the boy’s lips when the kiss ended.
“It was just a graze.” Spencer’s hands were still gripping Jon’s jacket and he didn’t let go, keeping him close, thinking about things to say. “The fragment entered just a few inches in my side, didn’t hit any organ. It was too thin to do any real damage, anyw --”
Jon closed his lips with another kiss, his hands still cupping Spencer’s cheeks. “I love you so freakin’ much.” He whispered again, his eyes fixed on Spencer’s slightly surprised ones.
“It’s the first time you…” Spencer frowned, not sure he should point that out.
“I know.” Jon showed a little smile, resting his forehead on Spencer’s. “Actually, kind of the second, but you were sleeping the first time so that doesn’t really count.”
“You said you loved me and I was sleeping?” Spencer smiled softly, his blue eyes widening.
“I know, you were so rude. But I forgive you.” Jon replied, a grin stretching his lips.
Spencer laughed, but stopped immediately when the wound in his side hurt. He brought his hand down and cursed.
“C’mon, it’s better to get going.” Jon said, breaking their embrace and taking off his jacket. “The sooner we leave, the sooner you’ll be in bed, getting the rest you need.”
“Always trying to get me in bed, uh?” Spencer stood slowly, biting on his lip to prevent any sound to escape his mouth.
“Can’t help it.” Jon shrugged and handed his jacket to Spencer. “Don’t put that shirt back on, it’s soaked in blood.”
“What about you?” Spencer eyed his boyfriend, who had just a t-shirt on. “It’s kind of cold outside.”
“I’m not the girl here.” Jon took the ruined shirt from Spencer hands and helped him to wear the jacket.
“That just cost you a month of sex, you know?” Spencer narrowed his eyes at his boyfriend, closing the jacket. “Counting from the day my stitches come off.”
“You’re cruel.” Jon whined, leaning down and placing a kiss on the corner of Spencer’s mouth. “I was just being a gentleman.”
“Gentleman my ass.” Spencer grinned, shoving Jon weakly in the shoulder. “You’re just a jerk.”
Jon laughed, taking a step back and raising his hands. “Okay, okay, I’m the jerk and you’re the bit--”
“Say that and I’ll make it two months.” Spencer threatened, not moving from his spot. Jon laughed harder and reached him, not resisting when Spencer grabbed his shirt and pulled him down for a kiss. “I love you too, douche.”
Jon smiled widely and put Spencer’s arm around his shoulders, helping him to walk to the van.
~~
“I thought older vampires didn’t need blood that often.” William said as he helped Gabe to sit on the floor.
“It needs training. Our body needs to get used to drink less blood and to drink it less frequently.” Gabe looked up at the boy and grinned. “And I’m kinda spoiled when it comes to blood.”
“Why doesn’t that surprise me?” William arched an eyebrow and chuckled, looking around. “Let’s get you on the bed.”
“It’s okay, I can do it myself.” Gabe tried to stand and pushed William’s hands away. He reached the bed and sat down, closing his eyes. “Don’t…don’t get closer.”
“Rest is gonna help you?” William asked, standing near the chains and watching the vampire with a worried frown.
“It could.” Gabe rested his back against the wall, his legs crossed on the bed. “Can’t sleep with you in the room.”
“I’m not gonna stab you or --” William stopped, realizing what Gabe was referring to. “My blood?”
“You’re a prey.” Gabe showed him a weak smile without opening his eyes. “Shoot me if I try to bite you.”
“You won’t.” William stood and reached the opposite corner, sitting as far as possible from the vampire. “Better?”
“Not really. But thanks for trying.” Gabe chuckled, his hands fisting the blanket, his face emotionless.
William watched him with a mix of worry and fear, knowing it was just a matter of time before Gabe lost control or gave up fighting. Either way, he was dead.
And Pete didn’t want him to die, right? Pete doesn’t give a shit about the guy, Pete hates him, his brain told him. Okay, then William didn’t want him to die. Nice job, Beckett, you’re falling for a prisoner just like a probie? William shook his head. No, he wasn’t falling, he couldn’t be, he was just convinced Gabe didn’t deserve to die. And he doesn’t, his brain agreed, he helped you to save Ryan, didn’t he? William really hated his brain sometimes.
Slowly he stood, approaching the bed and watching Gabe open his eyes, confused.
“You need to feed.” William simply said, looking at Gabe in the eye.
“Well, thanks, I didn’t notice.” Gabe showed a sarcastic smile, gaining a glare from William.
“I mean, you need to feed now.” William kneeled on the bed in front of the vampire, moving his hair from his neck, exposing it. “C’mon, I’ve got enough blood for both.”
Gabe closed his eyes and turned his head, inhaling sharply. “Stay back.” He hissed, his voice lower than usual.
“Don’t be such a baby, just let me help you, for fuck’s sake!” William raised his hands, exasperation filling his voice.
“Why?” Gabe looked at him with something similar to shock in his eyes.
“’Cause you’re dead if you don’t feed.” William let go of his hair and locked his gaze with Gabe’s surprised one.
“Why do you care, I mean.” Gabe saw the fear in William’s eyes, well hidden behind a mask of completely fake self confidence.
William didn’t reply immediately, but looked away and bit on his lip.
“’Cause I don’t think you’re one of the bad guys.” The hunter finally said, not looking at Gabe.
“What if I am?” Gabe asked, his voice between worried and amused.
William looked at him and shook his head. “You’re not.”
Gabe chuckled at that, disentangling his legs and spreading them slowly to make room for William to sit. The hunter took the hint and kneeled between Gabe’s thighs.
“No, come here. Sit.” Gabe gestured to get closer. “Your back against my chest.”
“Are you trying to molest me while you feed?” William asked with a little smirk, but did as told, feeling Gabe’s cold body against his back and shivering. The vampire laughed softly and William felt it in his own chest.
“You sure about this?” Gabe asked, his hand gently moving William’s hair away. William nodded but didn’t speak, and Gabe saw him bite his lip. “You know how it works right? We cause sensations in the victim.”
“Pain or pleasure.” William whispered with a small nod, swallowing.
“I’d go for pleasure, if you don’t mind.” Gabe placed a kiss on William’s pulse, making the boy shiver.
William didn’t reply as he felt sharp fangs on his skin, sinking slowly in his neck. He stifled a little cry and Gabe circled his chest with his right arm, placing his hand on William’s heart in a protective way and keeping him close.
The moment the blood started to leave his body, William saw stars behind his eyelids as a shot of pleasure ran down his spine and made him shiver. His body responded to the strong sensation by sending all the blood he had either in his groin or in Gabe’s mouth. The vampire grinned around the bite and his left hand reached William’s crotch, stroking him through his jeans and causing him to moan loudly.
William’s right hand covered the one Gabe had on William’s heart, entwining their fingers. The hunter’s other hand reached Gabe’s left one, forcing it to press harder against his quickly growing erection.
“Gabe, this --” William’s words turned into another moan as the vampire sucked harder on his neck, causing William to arch his back. “Fuck!”
‘Later.’ A voice in his head replied, and it sounded like Gabe’s.
William didn’t have the time to elaborate the thought, because the hand on his crotch quickened its pace, and Gabe held William tighter, making a low pleased noise in the back of his throat. William felt the sound through the bite and moaned louder than before, coming in his pants in an embarrassingly short amount of time as another shot of pleasure streamed through his body.
Gabe took his fangs out of William’s neck, his tongue cleaning the blood away. Without thinking about it he placed a trail of soft kisses, reaching William’s ear.
“Shh, easy…easy.” Gabe whispered in a soothing way, resting his cheek on William’s head. “You probably just saved my life.” His lips moved on their own, kissing William’s temple then slowly going back to his ear, trying to calm the boy. “You’re amazing.” Gabe added after a few seconds, closing his eyes. “And downright delicious.”
“It’s all about proteins.” William leaned back, resting his head on Gabe’s shoulder, panting heavily as he tried to regain control on his emotions.
Gabe laughed softly, keeping his hand on William’s heart and placing another series of soft kisses on his neck. “How was your first time?”
“I probably ruined my favorite pair of jeans, but fuck, it was totally worth it.” William closed his eyes, the body behind him now warm. He had read somewhere that after feeding vampires gained warmth, but he hadn’t thought it could feel that good.
“Well, everything has its side effects.” Gabe smiled and rested his head back against the wall as William unconsciously entwined the fingers of their left hands, resting them on his stomach. “But if you ever wanna do it again, you know where to find me.”
“I’ll think about it.” William replied, but it sounded more like ‘Hell yeah, here, now’. “I should probably get you chained.”
“Okay.” Gabe nodded slowly, waiting for William to stand, but the boy didn’t move.
“Should being the key word.” William relaxed in Gabe’s arms, shutting down the cautious side of his brain, too exhausted by the blood loss and the mind-blowing orgasm to think coherently. If Gabe was going to kill him in his sleep, he was going to die happy.
“You need to rest, I think I took a little too much, you’re thin.” Gabe looked at him with a worried frown, feeling the regular heartbeat under his hand.
William muttered something similar to “Thin my ass.” and Gabe smiled when he realized the boy was already asleep. Slowly he lied down, bringing William with him and holding him close in the narrow bed, not breaking the contact of their hands.
“Goodnight, Bill.”
~~
A day later
Maja entered the gate and walked directly to the nearest control panel, behind a big bush. She entered the code and heard the main door unlock as the bars and grate disappeared in the wall. She had to go in and confirm the code in the control room.
The girl smiled and entered the house, looking around and going immediately upstairs to the room she knew was next to Pete and Patrick’s bedroom. It was sunset and the group was probably on their way.
She arrived in the control room and looked around, seeing the surveillance cams still on in the room from which the alarm had gone off. The room was still sealed and before unlocking it she took a good look. The only one in the room was Dylan, Jon’s cat, who probably had caused the system to activate by coming in through the window William had forgot to close.
With a chuckle Maja shook her head, if Pete knew, William wasn’t going to hear the end of it. She turned on the others cams, looking for William. When she saw him, she couldn’t hold back a sincerely amused smile.
“Sleeping with the enemy, uh?” Maja said to herself, inserting the code in the computer and stifling a laughter. “Oh, Bill, I’ll so never let you live this down.”
~
William woke with his face buried in the crook of someone’s neck. As the blurred memories came back, he cursed under his breath. That was Gabe’s neck. Somehow he didn’t care as much as he was supposed to and simply sighed, looking up and finding the vampire watching him with a grin.
“’Morning, dollface.”
“You’re not cold.” William muttered, repressing a yawn.
“I can be as hot as you want me, babe.” Gabe just grinned wider, not moving from his positions, enjoying the view of William’s pale skin.
William laughed, resting his forehead on Gabe’s collarbone and feeling the vampire laugh as well.
“Someone disabled that lockdown thing about ten minutes ago.” Gabe informed, nodding towards the door. “Didn’t want to wake you, though, you needed to rest.”
“Uh, thanks.” William frowned, looking at the door. “I guess.” He looked back at Gabe, knowing it was wiser to put a wider distance between them, but somehow unable to let go of that warmth. “You didn’t hurt me.”
“I didn’t.” Gabe raised his eyebrows, a little smirk on his lips.
“Why?” William asked, feeling one of Gabe’s hands playing with his hair. “I mean, you could have bit me three days ago, you could have run yesterday…hell, you could have killed me yesterday. But you didn’t.” William bit on his lower lip and his hand raised to touch Gabe’s chest. “Why?”
“You know why.” Gabe leaned down, his lips barely touching William’s as he talked. “I’m not one of the bad guys. Not anymore.”
“Why? What changed you?”
Gabe smiled weakly, withdrawing and taking his hand out of William’s hair. “I think it’s better if you get up. Before someone comes down looking for you.”
William hesitated, tempted to ask again, then simply nodded and disentangled himself from the embrace, standing slowly. He winced at the uncomfortable sensation in his jeans, going for his bag without a word, retrieving the gun and putting it away. He felt somehow hurt, and he didn’t know what he’d been expecting from Gabe. You’re just a good meal, Beckett.
“It’s not a story I’m ready to tell. Not yet.” Gabe said quietly, looking at William. The boy turned to look at him and saw the sadness in his gaze. “But I’m glad you believe me.”
William’s lips curved into a little smile and he nodded, heading for the switch. “I do.” He pushed the button and the chains came out of the wall, longer than the ones in the other cell. “But I have to chain you anyway.”
“I know.” Gabe’s expression changed quickly and he grinned, standing slowly and holding out his wrists. “Besides, we both know you liked it when you had me against the wall.” He added with a lower tone once William had reached him.
“Do you ever shut up?” William asked rolling his eyes but fighting a smile.
“Oh, bite me.” Gabe grinned but didn’t move as William closed the handcuffs around his wrists.
“I thought it was the other way around.” William laughed, heading for the door but stopping before opening it. “By the way, don’t call me ‘dollface’ ever again.”
“Sure thing, hot stuff.”
Gabe laughed as William opened the door and showed him the finger before walking out.
~~
Later that night
After exiting the cell William had taken a quick shower, not wanting Pete to know he’d been that close to Mikey and Gabe in less than 24 hours. He’d put on a clean pair of jeans and looking at himself in the mirror he had noticed that Gabe had bit him exactly where Mikey had left his mark, replacing it with the mark of his bite. It had felt oddly satisfying for some reason William didn’t want to rationalize, and it had made him smile.
He’d put on a tight black turtleneck sweater, doing his best to cover the bite without looking too obvious. It was the beginning of January, so he could blame his choice on the weather.
Then he’d walked down in the library, finding Maja with two cups of hot cocoa, waiting for him, and the teasing had begun.
“Maja, just drop it.” William rolled his eyes as his friend kept grinning like mad from her seat next to him on the couch.
“I want details.” Maja just grinned wider, her hands wrapped around her cup to warm them. “How many times, who topped, was it good?”
“You’re a gossipy bitch sometimes, you know that?” William laughed, shaking his head. Maja was one of his best and oldest friends, the one he told everything to and asked for advice from. “Two times, Mikey topped and he was damn good, just like every other time.” William said, knowing what was coming next.
“You slut!” Maja burst into laugh, an incredulous smile on her face. “You had sex with Mikey and Saporta?”
“Nope.” William grinned, taking a sip from his cup. “I had disgustingly good sex with Mikey, then I ended up locked in with Gabe.”
“Gabe, uh?” Maja asked faking indifference.
“We didn’t have sex.” William grinned, relaxing against the couch. “Not exactly.”
“What, you just slept in the same bed?” Maja sounded amused but not at all convinced.
“Something like that.” William looked at the fireplace, knowing Maja was going to get mad for what he was about to say. But before he could say it the front door opened.
“Bill!” Pete’s voice called from the hallway, and both the boy and Maja reached the group. “Maja?”
“I was passing by, I just thought I’d visit and make sure you got Ryan home safe and sound.” The girl shrugged with a little smile, and William wanted to hug her.
“Not exactly safe and sound.” Pete’s expression darkened as Patrick entered carrying Ryan and Pete took him from his arms.
“What?” William looked at Ryan’s pale face, his chest tightening. “You said he was going to be fine! What happened?”
“Brent turned him.” Brendon said, walking right beside Pete as the vampire headed upstairs to Ryan’s bedroom.
The words hit William like a slap, and he felt his stomach drop. “Ryan’s…he’s a vampire?” Maja put a hand on his shoulder as they walked right behind Pete. “How’s that possible? I mean, Brent’s been a vampire for what, two years? He couldn’t --”
“I know.” Pete turned and glanced at him, his expression unreadable. “I’ll explain everything later, now we need to get him upstairs.”
They reached Ryan’s bedroom and Brendon rushed in as Pete put Ryan on the bed.
“What now?” Brendon asked, sitting next to his unconscious boyfriend. “We wait?”
“He should wake up any minute now.” Pete nodded slowly as Patrick and Mike reached William and Maja, standing in the doorstep.
“Does he need more blood?” Brendon looked up at Pete and William felt his heart clench at the broken expression in his eyes. “Is he gonna be --”
He stopped as Ryan’s hand gripped tightly his arm, making him jump. The young vampire opened his eyes and looked around, scared and wary. He let go immediately of Brendon and crawled farther on the bed, his eyes turning grey and his fangs showing clearly.
“Who the hell are you?” Ryan asked, looking at Brendon, then at Pete and finally at the group. “Where am I?”
“Ryan, sweetie, it’s me, Bren.” Brendon said, tears threatening to fall from his eyes.
“Who the hell are you?” Ryan repeated, his voice growing angrier and more scared with every word.
~~
A/N: Sorry, no kinky chain!sex. XD But you guys totally make me want to write a shameless smut flashfic of what could have happened. LOL I'm not completely joking. *nods* As soon as I catch the right plot bunny for smut, I'll try and write something.
I hope you liked the chapter anyway, and yeah, I’ll keep being evil like this and leaving you with cliffhanger. *nods*
See you,JM
Author: JenJM (me)
Pairing: Gabe/William, Mikey/William, Pete/Patrick, Brendon/Ryan, Jon/Spencer and many a few others.
Rating: NC-17 overall
Characters: Gabe Saporta, William Beckett, Pete Wentz, Patrick Stump, Mikey Way, others. Pretty much everyone from Cobras, Academy, FOB and MCR. Plus Maja Ivarsson of The Sounds, and I can tell you Green Day will appear somewhere along the way.
Word count: 96,000 total words
Warnings: language, blood, violence, killings, all the stuff you can find in a story where people kill vampires and vice versa. But this vampires have sense of humor.
Disclaimer: Gabe and William aren’t mine ç_ç they belong to each other themselves. Actually no one in here belongs to me, and it’s so sad.
I really don’t mean to offend anyone and nothing of what I wrote in this story is to be considered real, it’s all fiction.
Author’s Notes: Pete being a vampire and hunting others vampires is kinda taken from FOB’s video for “Sixteen candles”, all the other stuff is a product of my twisted mind.
Title from Cobra Starship’s “Prostitution is the world’s oldest profession (And I, dear Madame, am a professional)”.
As ever, feel free to report any mistake. Constructive criticism is welcome, feedback makes me happy!
Beta: my dear and patient
nejem
Summary: “In his late years, Gabe Saporta had come to consider himself a peaceful, harmless, even funny vampire. He rarely killed anyone, when he fed he always left his victims where they could be easily found and rescued, and sure thing he never wanted to be part of any clan ever again.” But his plans are ruined when he gets caught by a vampire hunters clan led by Pete Wentz, and things take an interesting path when William Beckett, a young hunter, becomes his jailer. Meanwhile Ryan Ross gets kidnapped by someone they didn’t expect to see again, and the clan has to find him before it’s too late.
Crossposted. Like, a lot.
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
“You had sex.” Gabe said suddenly, startling William, who looked at him wide eyed from the other side of the room.
“What?”
“I can smell it on you, I can smell him on you.” Gabe said as an explanation, and William wanted to smack himself for not thinking about it.
“This smell thing is really starting to get annoying.” William let out a soft chuckle, looking at his hands and faking indifference in the matter.
“So…how long?” Gabe asked, obviously not wanting to let the thing go.
“How long what?” William looked up, finding Gabe’s eyes fixed on him, a strange curiosity in them along with something else. Annoyance maybe.
“How long have you been shagging Mikey Way?” Gabe showed a sarcastic smirk, and William tilted his head to the side, his eyebrows arching.
“I don’t think that’s any of your business.” William snapped, seeing Gabe surprised by that reaction.
“Sorry, I was trying to have some kind of conversation, like civilized people usually do.” Gabe shrugged, a bitter smile on his lips. “I just thought you’d go for something more…vanilla.”
“Mikey’s damn good in bed, and that’s enough for me. Happy now?” William sighed, looking directly at Gabe. “Why are we discussing my sex life, anyway?”
“I’m just curious.” Gabe’s lips now stretched in a sly grin. “So, no tormented love story, uh? Just sex.”
“Yeah.” William rolled his eyes. “Just hot, wild, animalistic sex whenever Mikey’s around. Anything else you wanna know?”
“You two exclusive?” Gabe asked, grinning like mad at the light blush on William’s cheeks.
“Go to hell.” William took something from his bag and threw it at the vampire, hitting him in the chest and making him laugh. A shoe. “And no, we’re not.”
Gabe didn’t say anything else, and moved his gaze to the near bed, feeling his eyelids get heavier. Vampires didn’t really need to sleep, but he hadn’t fed in days, and rest would have helped to resist longer.
“You okay?” William stood, walking closer and leaving the gun on the floor. “You have to feed.”
“I’m fine.” Gabe just said, a cocky grin coming back to his lips. “Hot, wild, animalistic sex, uh?”
“Shut up.” William looked at him and couldn’t help the smirk that rose to his mouth. “You’re just jealous.”
“Right.” Gabe leaned back and closed his eyes, feeling his legs give in. William grabbed him and helped him to stay upright.
“You’re not fine.” William muttered, making sure Gabe could stand on his own before going for the key in his bag.
~~
Jon paced outside the room where a doctor was examining Spencer. Patrick was there with him while the others were still in the van, waiting.
“He’ll be fine, he just needs a few stitches and painkillers.” Patrick was sitting on one of the chairs, following Jon with his eyes.
“I…I was supposed to watch his back.” Jon shook his head, chuckling unhappily. “I should have seen Brent, I…I was supposed to fucking watch Spence’s back.”
“It’s not your fault, Jon.” Patrick stood, reaching his friend and stopping his movements by putting a hand on his shoulder. “It was all too fast for you to see that bastard.”
“Words aren’t enough, Patrick.” Jon looked up in Patrick’s eyes, his expression deadly serious. “Spence means too fucking much to me to just forget he risked his life ’cause I did a mistake.”
“Rage makes you a better hunter.” Patrick held Jon’s gaze, returning the serious look. “But being angry with yourself makes you a better prey, don’t forget that.” The werewolf showed a little smile. “We all do mistakes, and we learn from them how to do better. How to protect the ones we love.”
“I know.” Jon closed his eyes and passed a hand on his face, sighing. “I just need to see him.”
“He’ll be just fine.” Patrick nodded reassuringly and Jon tried to believe him.
The door opened and the doctor looked around, her gaze stopping on the two of them. “Your friend lost a lot of blood, but he’s gonna be fine.” She informed with a smile, and Jon had to do his best to stop himself from hugging the woman. “I put a few stitches and he’ll need to rest. I left him a few prescriptions, make sure he takes those.”
“Sure.” Jon nodded and headed for the room, smiling at the doctor. “Thanks.”
She just smiled back and resumed walking towards the near nurse station.
Jon entered the exam room and saw Spencer sitting on a little bed, fighting with his blood-stained shirt. Without a word Jon walked up to him and cupped his face, kissing him like his life depended on it. Spencer did a noise in the back of his throat, but returned the kiss, his hands fisting Jon’s jacket.
“I love you so freakin’ much.” Jon whispered on the boy’s lips when the kiss ended.
“It was just a graze.” Spencer’s hands were still gripping Jon’s jacket and he didn’t let go, keeping him close, thinking about things to say. “The fragment entered just a few inches in my side, didn’t hit any organ. It was too thin to do any real damage, anyw --”
Jon closed his lips with another kiss, his hands still cupping Spencer’s cheeks. “I love you so freakin’ much.” He whispered again, his eyes fixed on Spencer’s slightly surprised ones.
“It’s the first time you…” Spencer frowned, not sure he should point that out.
“I know.” Jon showed a little smile, resting his forehead on Spencer’s. “Actually, kind of the second, but you were sleeping the first time so that doesn’t really count.”
“You said you loved me and I was sleeping?” Spencer smiled softly, his blue eyes widening.
“I know, you were so rude. But I forgive you.” Jon replied, a grin stretching his lips.
Spencer laughed, but stopped immediately when the wound in his side hurt. He brought his hand down and cursed.
“C’mon, it’s better to get going.” Jon said, breaking their embrace and taking off his jacket. “The sooner we leave, the sooner you’ll be in bed, getting the rest you need.”
“Always trying to get me in bed, uh?” Spencer stood slowly, biting on his lip to prevent any sound to escape his mouth.
“Can’t help it.” Jon shrugged and handed his jacket to Spencer. “Don’t put that shirt back on, it’s soaked in blood.”
“What about you?” Spencer eyed his boyfriend, who had just a t-shirt on. “It’s kind of cold outside.”
“I’m not the girl here.” Jon took the ruined shirt from Spencer hands and helped him to wear the jacket.
“That just cost you a month of sex, you know?” Spencer narrowed his eyes at his boyfriend, closing the jacket. “Counting from the day my stitches come off.”
“You’re cruel.” Jon whined, leaning down and placing a kiss on the corner of Spencer’s mouth. “I was just being a gentleman.”
“Gentleman my ass.” Spencer grinned, shoving Jon weakly in the shoulder. “You’re just a jerk.”
Jon laughed, taking a step back and raising his hands. “Okay, okay, I’m the jerk and you’re the bit--”
“Say that and I’ll make it two months.” Spencer threatened, not moving from his spot. Jon laughed harder and reached him, not resisting when Spencer grabbed his shirt and pulled him down for a kiss. “I love you too, douche.”
Jon smiled widely and put Spencer’s arm around his shoulders, helping him to walk to the van.
~~
“I thought older vampires didn’t need blood that often.” William said as he helped Gabe to sit on the floor.
“It needs training. Our body needs to get used to drink less blood and to drink it less frequently.” Gabe looked up at the boy and grinned. “And I’m kinda spoiled when it comes to blood.”
“Why doesn’t that surprise me?” William arched an eyebrow and chuckled, looking around. “Let’s get you on the bed.”
“It’s okay, I can do it myself.” Gabe tried to stand and pushed William’s hands away. He reached the bed and sat down, closing his eyes. “Don’t…don’t get closer.”
“Rest is gonna help you?” William asked, standing near the chains and watching the vampire with a worried frown.
“It could.” Gabe rested his back against the wall, his legs crossed on the bed. “Can’t sleep with you in the room.”
“I’m not gonna stab you or --” William stopped, realizing what Gabe was referring to. “My blood?”
“You’re a prey.” Gabe showed him a weak smile without opening his eyes. “Shoot me if I try to bite you.”
“You won’t.” William stood and reached the opposite corner, sitting as far as possible from the vampire. “Better?”
“Not really. But thanks for trying.” Gabe chuckled, his hands fisting the blanket, his face emotionless.
William watched him with a mix of worry and fear, knowing it was just a matter of time before Gabe lost control or gave up fighting. Either way, he was dead.
And Pete didn’t want him to die, right? Pete doesn’t give a shit about the guy, Pete hates him, his brain told him. Okay, then William didn’t want him to die. Nice job, Beckett, you’re falling for a prisoner just like a probie? William shook his head. No, he wasn’t falling, he couldn’t be, he was just convinced Gabe didn’t deserve to die. And he doesn’t, his brain agreed, he helped you to save Ryan, didn’t he? William really hated his brain sometimes.
Slowly he stood, approaching the bed and watching Gabe open his eyes, confused.
“You need to feed.” William simply said, looking at Gabe in the eye.
“Well, thanks, I didn’t notice.” Gabe showed a sarcastic smile, gaining a glare from William.
“I mean, you need to feed now.” William kneeled on the bed in front of the vampire, moving his hair from his neck, exposing it. “C’mon, I’ve got enough blood for both.”
Gabe closed his eyes and turned his head, inhaling sharply. “Stay back.” He hissed, his voice lower than usual.
“Don’t be such a baby, just let me help you, for fuck’s sake!” William raised his hands, exasperation filling his voice.
“Why?” Gabe looked at him with something similar to shock in his eyes.
“’Cause you’re dead if you don’t feed.” William let go of his hair and locked his gaze with Gabe’s surprised one.
“Why do you care, I mean.” Gabe saw the fear in William’s eyes, well hidden behind a mask of completely fake self confidence.
William didn’t reply immediately, but looked away and bit on his lip.
“’Cause I don’t think you’re one of the bad guys.” The hunter finally said, not looking at Gabe.
“What if I am?” Gabe asked, his voice between worried and amused.
William looked at him and shook his head. “You’re not.”
Gabe chuckled at that, disentangling his legs and spreading them slowly to make room for William to sit. The hunter took the hint and kneeled between Gabe’s thighs.
“No, come here. Sit.” Gabe gestured to get closer. “Your back against my chest.”
“Are you trying to molest me while you feed?” William asked with a little smirk, but did as told, feeling Gabe’s cold body against his back and shivering. The vampire laughed softly and William felt it in his own chest.
“You sure about this?” Gabe asked, his hand gently moving William’s hair away. William nodded but didn’t speak, and Gabe saw him bite his lip. “You know how it works right? We cause sensations in the victim.”
“Pain or pleasure.” William whispered with a small nod, swallowing.
“I’d go for pleasure, if you don’t mind.” Gabe placed a kiss on William’s pulse, making the boy shiver.
William didn’t reply as he felt sharp fangs on his skin, sinking slowly in his neck. He stifled a little cry and Gabe circled his chest with his right arm, placing his hand on William’s heart in a protective way and keeping him close.
The moment the blood started to leave his body, William saw stars behind his eyelids as a shot of pleasure ran down his spine and made him shiver. His body responded to the strong sensation by sending all the blood he had either in his groin or in Gabe’s mouth. The vampire grinned around the bite and his left hand reached William’s crotch, stroking him through his jeans and causing him to moan loudly.
William’s right hand covered the one Gabe had on William’s heart, entwining their fingers. The hunter’s other hand reached Gabe’s left one, forcing it to press harder against his quickly growing erection.
“Gabe, this --” William’s words turned into another moan as the vampire sucked harder on his neck, causing William to arch his back. “Fuck!”
‘Later.’ A voice in his head replied, and it sounded like Gabe’s.
William didn’t have the time to elaborate the thought, because the hand on his crotch quickened its pace, and Gabe held William tighter, making a low pleased noise in the back of his throat. William felt the sound through the bite and moaned louder than before, coming in his pants in an embarrassingly short amount of time as another shot of pleasure streamed through his body.
Gabe took his fangs out of William’s neck, his tongue cleaning the blood away. Without thinking about it he placed a trail of soft kisses, reaching William’s ear.
“Shh, easy…easy.” Gabe whispered in a soothing way, resting his cheek on William’s head. “You probably just saved my life.” His lips moved on their own, kissing William’s temple then slowly going back to his ear, trying to calm the boy. “You’re amazing.” Gabe added after a few seconds, closing his eyes. “And downright delicious.”
“It’s all about proteins.” William leaned back, resting his head on Gabe’s shoulder, panting heavily as he tried to regain control on his emotions.
Gabe laughed softly, keeping his hand on William’s heart and placing another series of soft kisses on his neck. “How was your first time?”
“I probably ruined my favorite pair of jeans, but fuck, it was totally worth it.” William closed his eyes, the body behind him now warm. He had read somewhere that after feeding vampires gained warmth, but he hadn’t thought it could feel that good.
“Well, everything has its side effects.” Gabe smiled and rested his head back against the wall as William unconsciously entwined the fingers of their left hands, resting them on his stomach. “But if you ever wanna do it again, you know where to find me.”
“I’ll think about it.” William replied, but it sounded more like ‘Hell yeah, here, now’. “I should probably get you chained.”
“Okay.” Gabe nodded slowly, waiting for William to stand, but the boy didn’t move.
“Should being the key word.” William relaxed in Gabe’s arms, shutting down the cautious side of his brain, too exhausted by the blood loss and the mind-blowing orgasm to think coherently. If Gabe was going to kill him in his sleep, he was going to die happy.
“You need to rest, I think I took a little too much, you’re thin.” Gabe looked at him with a worried frown, feeling the regular heartbeat under his hand.
William muttered something similar to “Thin my ass.” and Gabe smiled when he realized the boy was already asleep. Slowly he lied down, bringing William with him and holding him close in the narrow bed, not breaking the contact of their hands.
“Goodnight, Bill.”
~~
A day later
Maja entered the gate and walked directly to the nearest control panel, behind a big bush. She entered the code and heard the main door unlock as the bars and grate disappeared in the wall. She had to go in and confirm the code in the control room.
The girl smiled and entered the house, looking around and going immediately upstairs to the room she knew was next to Pete and Patrick’s bedroom. It was sunset and the group was probably on their way.
She arrived in the control room and looked around, seeing the surveillance cams still on in the room from which the alarm had gone off. The room was still sealed and before unlocking it she took a good look. The only one in the room was Dylan, Jon’s cat, who probably had caused the system to activate by coming in through the window William had forgot to close.
With a chuckle Maja shook her head, if Pete knew, William wasn’t going to hear the end of it. She turned on the others cams, looking for William. When she saw him, she couldn’t hold back a sincerely amused smile.
“Sleeping with the enemy, uh?” Maja said to herself, inserting the code in the computer and stifling a laughter. “Oh, Bill, I’ll so never let you live this down.”
~
William woke with his face buried in the crook of someone’s neck. As the blurred memories came back, he cursed under his breath. That was Gabe’s neck. Somehow he didn’t care as much as he was supposed to and simply sighed, looking up and finding the vampire watching him with a grin.
“’Morning, dollface.”
“You’re not cold.” William muttered, repressing a yawn.
“I can be as hot as you want me, babe.” Gabe just grinned wider, not moving from his positions, enjoying the view of William’s pale skin.
William laughed, resting his forehead on Gabe’s collarbone and feeling the vampire laugh as well.
“Someone disabled that lockdown thing about ten minutes ago.” Gabe informed, nodding towards the door. “Didn’t want to wake you, though, you needed to rest.”
“Uh, thanks.” William frowned, looking at the door. “I guess.” He looked back at Gabe, knowing it was wiser to put a wider distance between them, but somehow unable to let go of that warmth. “You didn’t hurt me.”
“I didn’t.” Gabe raised his eyebrows, a little smirk on his lips.
“Why?” William asked, feeling one of Gabe’s hands playing with his hair. “I mean, you could have bit me three days ago, you could have run yesterday…hell, you could have killed me yesterday. But you didn’t.” William bit on his lower lip and his hand raised to touch Gabe’s chest. “Why?”
“You know why.” Gabe leaned down, his lips barely touching William’s as he talked. “I’m not one of the bad guys. Not anymore.”
“Why? What changed you?”
Gabe smiled weakly, withdrawing and taking his hand out of William’s hair. “I think it’s better if you get up. Before someone comes down looking for you.”
William hesitated, tempted to ask again, then simply nodded and disentangled himself from the embrace, standing slowly. He winced at the uncomfortable sensation in his jeans, going for his bag without a word, retrieving the gun and putting it away. He felt somehow hurt, and he didn’t know what he’d been expecting from Gabe. You’re just a good meal, Beckett.
“It’s not a story I’m ready to tell. Not yet.” Gabe said quietly, looking at William. The boy turned to look at him and saw the sadness in his gaze. “But I’m glad you believe me.”
William’s lips curved into a little smile and he nodded, heading for the switch. “I do.” He pushed the button and the chains came out of the wall, longer than the ones in the other cell. “But I have to chain you anyway.”
“I know.” Gabe’s expression changed quickly and he grinned, standing slowly and holding out his wrists. “Besides, we both know you liked it when you had me against the wall.” He added with a lower tone once William had reached him.
“Do you ever shut up?” William asked rolling his eyes but fighting a smile.
“Oh, bite me.” Gabe grinned but didn’t move as William closed the handcuffs around his wrists.
“I thought it was the other way around.” William laughed, heading for the door but stopping before opening it. “By the way, don’t call me ‘dollface’ ever again.”
“Sure thing, hot stuff.”
Gabe laughed as William opened the door and showed him the finger before walking out.
~~
Later that night
After exiting the cell William had taken a quick shower, not wanting Pete to know he’d been that close to Mikey and Gabe in less than 24 hours. He’d put on a clean pair of jeans and looking at himself in the mirror he had noticed that Gabe had bit him exactly where Mikey had left his mark, replacing it with the mark of his bite. It had felt oddly satisfying for some reason William didn’t want to rationalize, and it had made him smile.
He’d put on a tight black turtleneck sweater, doing his best to cover the bite without looking too obvious. It was the beginning of January, so he could blame his choice on the weather.
Then he’d walked down in the library, finding Maja with two cups of hot cocoa, waiting for him, and the teasing had begun.
“Maja, just drop it.” William rolled his eyes as his friend kept grinning like mad from her seat next to him on the couch.
“I want details.” Maja just grinned wider, her hands wrapped around her cup to warm them. “How many times, who topped, was it good?”
“You’re a gossipy bitch sometimes, you know that?” William laughed, shaking his head. Maja was one of his best and oldest friends, the one he told everything to and asked for advice from. “Two times, Mikey topped and he was damn good, just like every other time.” William said, knowing what was coming next.
“You slut!” Maja burst into laugh, an incredulous smile on her face. “You had sex with Mikey and Saporta?”
“Nope.” William grinned, taking a sip from his cup. “I had disgustingly good sex with Mikey, then I ended up locked in with Gabe.”
“Gabe, uh?” Maja asked faking indifference.
“We didn’t have sex.” William grinned, relaxing against the couch. “Not exactly.”
“What, you just slept in the same bed?” Maja sounded amused but not at all convinced.
“Something like that.” William looked at the fireplace, knowing Maja was going to get mad for what he was about to say. But before he could say it the front door opened.
“Bill!” Pete’s voice called from the hallway, and both the boy and Maja reached the group. “Maja?”
“I was passing by, I just thought I’d visit and make sure you got Ryan home safe and sound.” The girl shrugged with a little smile, and William wanted to hug her.
“Not exactly safe and sound.” Pete’s expression darkened as Patrick entered carrying Ryan and Pete took him from his arms.
“What?” William looked at Ryan’s pale face, his chest tightening. “You said he was going to be fine! What happened?”
“Brent turned him.” Brendon said, walking right beside Pete as the vampire headed upstairs to Ryan’s bedroom.
The words hit William like a slap, and he felt his stomach drop. “Ryan’s…he’s a vampire?” Maja put a hand on his shoulder as they walked right behind Pete. “How’s that possible? I mean, Brent’s been a vampire for what, two years? He couldn’t --”
“I know.” Pete turned and glanced at him, his expression unreadable. “I’ll explain everything later, now we need to get him upstairs.”
They reached Ryan’s bedroom and Brendon rushed in as Pete put Ryan on the bed.
“What now?” Brendon asked, sitting next to his unconscious boyfriend. “We wait?”
“He should wake up any minute now.” Pete nodded slowly as Patrick and Mike reached William and Maja, standing in the doorstep.
“Does he need more blood?” Brendon looked up at Pete and William felt his heart clench at the broken expression in his eyes. “Is he gonna be --”
He stopped as Ryan’s hand gripped tightly his arm, making him jump. The young vampire opened his eyes and looked around, scared and wary. He let go immediately of Brendon and crawled farther on the bed, his eyes turning grey and his fangs showing clearly.
“Who the hell are you?” Ryan asked, looking at Brendon, then at Pete and finally at the group. “Where am I?”
“Ryan, sweetie, it’s me, Bren.” Brendon said, tears threatening to fall from his eyes.
“Who the hell are you?” Ryan repeated, his voice growing angrier and more scared with every word.
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A/N: Sorry, no kinky chain!sex. XD But you guys totally make me want to write a shameless smut flashfic of what could have happened. LOL I'm not completely joking. *nods* As soon as I catch the right plot bunny for smut, I'll try and write something.
I hope you liked the chapter anyway, and yeah, I’ll keep being evil like this and leaving you with cliffhanger. *nods*
See you,JM