Fic: I slept with someone in the Wentz clan (And all I got was this hugeass mess about...) - [9/20]
Title: ‘I slept with someone in the Wentz clan (And all I got was this hugeass mess about demons and weird spirits)’ [9/20]
Author:
jen_jm
Pairing: Gabe/William, Pete/Patrick, Brendon/Ryan, Jon/Spencer and a few many others.
Rating: NC-17 overall
Characters: Gabe Saporta, William Beckett, Pete Wentz, Patrick Stump, Butch Walker, Greta Salpeter, others. Pretty much everyone from Cobras, Academy, FOB, Paramore, Green Day. Plus Maja Ivarsson of The Sounds, Bryce Avary, Pierre Bouvier and David Desrosiers from Simple Plan and many others will appear somewhere along the way.
Word count: 77,000 total words
Warnings: language, blood, violence, killings, the same as the other one.
Disclaimer: no one in here belongs to me, they all belong to Pete Wentz themselves.
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: Sequel for Vampire hunting is the world’s oldest profession (And I, dear Madame, am a professional), so I suggest you read that one first, or you might not have a clue about what’s going on. Title from Fall Out Boy’s “I slept with someone in Fall Out Boy and I got was this stupid song written about me”.
As ever, feel free to report any mistake. Constructive criticism is welcome, feedback makes me happy!
Beta: my dear and very patient
nejem
Dedication:
faechanand
nejem, who are two of the most amazing human beings on the planet. They supported me through this, they never yelled at me when I started obsessing over a scene, or when I freaked out for a writer’s block. Thank you girls, you are wonderful.
Summary: “Guys.” Maja looked between Pete and Patrick. “I think we have a problem.”
“No.” Patrick shook his head, determined. “Repeat with me, Maja. Everything is perfectly fine.”
“We really have a problem.” Maja bit on her lower lip, actually a bit scared by Patrick’s glare. - Set one month after the epilogue of Vampire hunting is the world’s oldest profession (And I, dear Madame, am a professional).
Timeline here (I’ll keep it updated)
Wentz Manor maps here
Crossposted
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
When William and Gabe reached Maja’s lab, Pete was already bringing an unconscious Ray inside. The desk had been shoved to the side and the witch had drawn two intricate symbols on the ground with what looked like dark green sand.
“Put Mikey’s ashes there.” Butch ordered gesturing towards the symbol on the right. “And Toro in the other one. Don’t worry, he won’t be able to get out.”
“Hey, Maja, you called me?” Sisky entered the lab and his eyes widened in surprise.
“Butch, Greta, this is Sisky, my very very promising apprentice.” Maja gestured towards the boy without looking up from the book. “Sisky, these are my sister, Greta Salpeter, and my step dad, Butch Walker.”
“Butch Walker? Like, the real Butch Walker? I’ve read a lot about you, sir, it’s an honor to meet you.” Sisky beamed, biting on his lower lip.
“Don’t call me sir.” Butch simply said, but after a few seconds he smiled at Sisky. Ryan chuckled softly at the memory of Butch telling him the same thing, but just shrugged when Brendon addressed him a curious look. “It’s good to meet you too.”
“Cute.” Greta addressed the boy a smirk, then went back to work.
“Wait, is this Dark Magic?” Sisky frowned, looking a bit unsure.
“Technically, yes.” Maja cringed at her own words. “Just about everything written in that book is Dark Magic.”
“Then why are we doing this?” Sisky took a look at the symbols and frowned when Pete positioned Ray in the first one.
“Because we want to bring Mikey Way back and this is the only way.” Greta explained as Patrick put the ashes on the second symbol.
“What?” Sisky turned to look at William, and the vampire nodded. “Is it really possible?”
“Well, we hope so.” Gabe smirked and his arm circled William’s waist. “Or this is going to be embarrassing.”
“It’ll work.” Butch glared at him and took the book from Maja hands, while everyone took a few steps back. “Ready?”
Both Maja and Greta nodded and Butch looked down at the page, his mouth set in a thin line. A minute later he started to read the Latin words aloud and Greta poured a white liquid on Ray’s chest. Slowly Ray’s clothes and skin turned black and a small glowing opening appeared on the ground, at the center of the symbol. The vampire quickly turned to dust, and a strong flash of light caused them all to close their eyes for a second. When they opened them again, Ray’s ashes were gone and the opening disappeared.
“Holy shit.” Sisky muttered in awe, standing next to Greta.
Butch kept reading and gestured Maja to go ahead. The witch took a little bottle from the table and walked to the other symbol. She poured the red liquid on Mikey’s ashes and stepped back. This time the opening at the center of the symbol was pitch black and Mikey’s ashes quickly fell into it. For a few seconds nothing happened and they all held their breath.
Then, before anyone could speak, there was another flash of light and a strong shock wave sent both Greta, Maja and Sisky on the ground, along with a few of Maja’s potions.
“Are you okay?” Butch asked as soon as everything was calm again.
“Sure.” Maja stood slowly, stretching her neck. She held out her hands to Sisky and Greta and they took it.
“You did it.” Patrick took a step towards them, eyeing the naked body on the floor. “It worked.”
Pete took the blanket Maja handed him and reached Mikey, quickly wrapping him in it. “He needs blood.”
Gabe nodded and ran outside, while William reached Pete. “We don’t have spare rooms left.” He informed with a worried frown.
“I guess he’ll have to share with Bryce then.” Pete smiled affectionately as he looked down at Mikey’s relaxed features.
“You think that’s a good idea?” Patrick cocked an eyebrow, perplexed.
“Well, Bob, Dirnt and Tom aren’t exactly better options.” Pete smirked at his mate, holding Mikey safely. “Unless you want him to sleep with us.”
“I’m happy he’s back.” Patrick brought a hand to Mikey’s cheek. “But no.” He added as he glared at Pete, who just laughed in response.
“I’ll go warn Bryce.” William announced as he walked towards the door. “Feed him and bring him upstairs.”
“No, stay with him.” Patrick stopped him with a smile. “I’ll go.”
William hesitated for a few seconds then, at Pete’s curious glance, he nodded slowly.
“Can you bring him in one of the cells?” Maja looked around with a little smile. “I need to clean up this mess.”
Pete nodded and saw Sisky move his arm tentatively. “You okay?”
“Kind of.” Sisky flinched and hissed when he moved the shoulder too quickly. “I think I’ll go talk to Jon.”
“While you’re there, give him and Spence an update.” Pete smirked at the hunter while Patrick headed upstairs. “I’d like to avoid the massive updating conferences in the library.”
“Sure.” Sisky smirked as he headed for the door.
Mikey stirred in Pete’s arms and William gestured the vampire to follow him outside. “Which cell?”
“Number three.” Pete replied without looking at him.
“No.” William bit on his lower lip, turning left right after exiting the lab. Number three is Gabe’s, he thought, but didn’t say it aloud. “Eight is closer.”
“Whatever. Just hurry up.” Pete turned his head and saw Gabe standing there with a little smile. “Saporta, move your ass.”
“Sure, sorry.” Gabe reached them as they entered the cell and William met his eyes for a few seconds.
Pete laid Mikey on the small bed and knelt next to him. Gabe took a step closer and handed Pete the blood.
“Mikey, can you hear me?” Pete whispered near Mikey’s ear. The vampire moved his head but his eyes didn’t open. With a careful movement Pete brought the bottle of blood to Mikey’s mouth. “Bill, c’mere.”
William threw an unsure glance at Gabe, but when the older vampire just smiled and nodded, he felt slightly relieved. He reached Pete and knelt next to him, his hand immediately trailing in Mikey’s hair. “Hey.” He whispered with a little smile, while Pete poured a few drops of blood on Mikey’s lips.
Mikey’s mouth opened and his tongue found the blood, quickly licking it away. Finally his eyes opened and Pete gave him the rest of the blood. Mikey drank avidly, his eyes unfocused and his fingers shaking, but William didn’t move his hand away.
When he was done, Mikey took a deep breath, looking around with a confused frown. “What the--” He tried, his voice rough and low. He cleared his throat and sat up. “Pete? Bill?”
“Hey, Mikes.” William whispered, feeling his eyes water. He saw the change in Mikey’s gaze at that nickname and smiled softly. “Welcome back.”
“What happened?” Mikey frowned, looking at Pete, then at Saporta standing not far.
“You died.” Pete tried to keep his voice even, but his smile was so wide his muscles probably hurt. “You saved Patrick, but Butcher killed you.”
“And you brought me back?” Mikey looked genuinely shocked by that and William bit on his lip, guilt clenching at his heart.
“I’m sorry.” William whispered and Mikey addressed him a curious look.
“No, no, I’m not complaining.” Mikey chuckled, his lips finally curving into a smile as he brought one hand to William’s cheek. “I’m quite positive I’m actually happy to be back.”
“I’m talking about Gerard.” William looked down at the floor and felt the vampire tense. “I want to be the one telling you.”
“You killed him?” Mikey asked in a whisper, looking at Pete.
“I did.” William admitted, looking back at the vampire. “I’m sorry, but we had no choice.”
Mikey took a deep shaky breath and locked their gazes together. “I know.” He nodded as a red tear fell down his cheek. “I know.”
William bit on his lip and slowly moved until he was sitting on the bed next to Mikey. The older vampire circled his shoulders with an arm, pulling him closer.
“I’m sorry.” William whispered once again against Mikey’s neck, squeezing his eyes closed.
“It’s okay, sunshine.” Mikey rested his cheek on the top of William head, holding him in place. “It’s gonna be okay.”
Pete looked at them for a few seconds, then stood and placed a kiss on Mikey’s forehead. “Let’s go upstairs.”
~~
Later that day
“It was amazing.” Sisky shook his head as he sat down on the chair of his desk. “Ray just disappeared inside this little hole on the ground and then Mikey’s ashes disappeared too and moments later he was there, alive. Well, kind of.” He continued, his tone awed and still incredulous. “I mean, it was Dark Magic, so it was kind of illegal and creepy, but it was--”
“Amazing?” Alex offered with a cocked eyebrow, and smiled at the boy’s enthusiasm. Sisky had told him the story three times, probably without realizing it. “I think you said that before.”
“Sorry.” Sisky bit on his lower lip and looked at Alex in the eye. “I’m being kind of boring.”
“You’re not.” Alex’s smirk widened at that and he stepped closer. “I’m happy to see you like what you’re doing with your life. It’s a good thing.” Sisky stood from the chair and tilted his head up without warning, catching Alex’s lips with his own. It lasted just a few seconds, but when Sisky withdrew, Alex kept him in place by circling his waist with an arm. “You know, you’re actually very sexy when you talk about Dark Magic.”
“Alex, I need to study.” Sisky warned, but when Alex leaned down to kiss his neck, he just melted against the boy’s chest. “Really.”
“I could help you with that, ask questions.” Alex whispered against Sisky’s jaw. “And every wrong answer you give me, I spank you.”
“Fuck, Alex.” Sisky muttered quietly, his hands gripping Alex’s shoulders. “I think I saw a porno like this once.” He added with a breathy laughter.
“I know.” Alex grinned and kissed his way up to Sisky’s mouth. “We watched it together.”
“Right.” Sisky laughed against Alex’s mouth, then gave in to the kiss for a few seconds. When he withdrew, he brought his hands to Alex’s wrists, slowly pulling them away from his waist. “Really, though, I have to study.”
“Fine.” Alex let him go with a little sigh, but the smile didn’t leave his lips. “When you’ll think you studied enough to impress Butch Walker, your boyfriend will be happy to spend some time with you.”
“Alex--” Sisky, bit on his lower lip, conflicted.
“It’s okay, do your homework.” Alex reassured him and leaned down to place a soft kiss on the corner of Sisky’s mouth. “I was just kidding.”
“You’re the best boyfriend ever.” Sisky brought a hand to Alex’s neck and pulled him forward for another kiss, then let him go.
“You’re not bad yourself, nerd.” Alex grinned and moved away before Sisky could hit him.
Sisky flipped him off and laughed as he sat back at the desk and opened his book. “I think the others are in the library.”
“They’re all fussing over Mikey.” Alex shrugged and lied down on the bed. “It’s not that I’m not happy he’s back, but we weren’t exactly on good terms and I’d rather talk to him later without three thousand people around.”
“He’ll need time to get used to all this.” Sisky mused, arching an eyebrow. “I just hope he won’t be a problem for Gabe and Bill.”
“Yeah.” Alex frowned a bit and took a deep breath, then turned to look at Sisky. A slow smirk spread on his lips as he made eye contact with the boy. “Now do your homework. Because when you’re done, I totally claim your ass.”
“Pig.” Sisky laughed and turned to look at his book.
“You love it.” Alex closed his eyes and relaxed on the bed, arms crossed behind his head.
For several minutes Sisky focused entirely on his work, searching info and terms on the pages and quickly writing things down on his notebook. He kept chewing the cap of the pen, he had to sharpen his pencil twice and frowned a few times, muttering something to himself, probably Latin words.
Alex had turned his head to look at him as soon as the boy had started, but after half an hour his neck was starting to protest. He turned on his side slowly, careful to be as silent as he could. Watching Sisky was something he found himself doing often lately and he wondered once again if he should tell the boy about his feelings. Not that he had to struggle too much with himself to admit he was in love, but for some reason he was afraid it could scare Sisky off.
“I can feel you staring.” Sisky kept turning the pages of the ancient book he had on the desk, but Alex could hear the grin in his voice.
“I’m being a good boy, I’m letting you study.” Alex bit on his lip and gave in to the idea that had been tempting him for the last ten minutes. “I’m just watching you and thinking of all the dirty things I’m gonna do to you later.”
“Alex.” Sisky stilled his movements and his shoulders tensed, but he didn’t turn to look at his boyfriend.
“Adam.” Alex grinned but didn’t move from his spot. “Fuck, are you done yet?” He lowered his voice and saw Sisky grip the pencil tighter. “You have no idea how much I wanna bend you over the desk and fuck you like that. Make you beg for it.”
“Fuck.” Sisky let the pencil fall from his fingers and closed the book. “Asshole.”
“What?” Alex faked an innocent tone as he stood from the bed slowly. “Am I distracting you?”
“Pretty much, yeah.” Sisky leaned against the back of the chair and Alex reached him, his hands immediately resting on Sisky’s shoulders.
“Want me to go?” Alex whispered to the boy’s ear, tracing the shell with the tip of his tongue. “I can leave if you want me to.”
“Forget leaving, you bastard.” Sisky sounded a little out of breath and Alex’s hands slipped lower. “Finish what you started.”
“I like that.” Alex lowered his mouth to Sisky’s neck and bit down gently, while his hands worked on the boy’s zip. “You might want to move those books, unless you want Maja to know what we did.”
Sisky gripped the book with one hand and managed to throw it on the bed, along with his notebook. “Okay?”
“Good boy.” Alex licked a stripe up Sisky’s neck and the boy whimpered as Alex’s fingers pried his jeans open with a fluid move. “Clothes off.”
Sisky took off both his pants and his t-shirt, throwing them somewhere on their left, then turned to face Alex. “You need to be naked too, you know?”
“Lock the door.” Alex grinned as he started to take off his clothes too. When Sisky came back, they were both wearing boxers and nothing more. Alex pulled the boy closer and licked his slightly parted lips.
“I wanna suck you off.” Sisky whispered, his cheeks turning pinker.
“Fuck, yeah.” Alex nodded and closed his eyes, the sight of Sisky saying that was more than enough to make his cock twitch.
Sisky went down on his knees immediately, bringing Alex’s boxers with him. The older boy kicked them away and Sisky leaned forward, sliding his tongue on the underside of Alex’s quickly hardening cock. After a few slow licks, he took the head in his mouth, sucking and teasing the slit with his tongue, causing Alex to buck his hips, barely repressing a moan.
Sisky pulled back but his fingers stroked Alex slowly, while the other hand reached for the boy’s wrist. Without a word he placed Alex’s hand on the back of his head, and brought his mouth back to the cock, taking it as deep as he could. Alex started to rock his hips and bit on his lower lip to stifle a moan when Sisky’s cheeks hollowed.
“Fuck, you’re so fucking good at this.” Alex cursed under his breath, his fingers still pressed against Sisky’s head to direct his movements. In response Sisky hummed around the cock in his mouth and Alex’s hips bucked again, sharply. “Get up.” Alex tugged at Sisky’s hair until the boy withdrew. “Get up.”
When Sisky ignored him and licked the tip of Alex’s cock, the older boy gripped his shoulders, forcing him to stand up. “You like being manhandled, don’t you?”
Sisky addressed him a sly smirk, his cheeks flushed. “How d’you want me?”
“Bend over.” Alex watched as Sisky took off his boxers and moved the chair away, but didn’t comply. “I said, bend over.”
“Make me.” Sisky challenged him with another grin and Alex narrowed his eyes.
“Kinky bastard.” Alex spun Sisky around easily and used his own body to press him down against the desk.
“I thought you wanted to play, let’s play.” Sisky grinded back and Alex’s cock slid against his ass, causing the boy to moan.
Alex gripped Sisky’s hands and placed them at the opposite end of the desk. “Hold on there and don’t let go.” Without waiting for a reply he placed a trail of wet open-mouthed kisses along Sisky’s spine, down to his ass.
Once he was kneeling down he bit one of Sisky’s cheeks, then the other, causing the boy to gasp. Then he spread them slowly and teased Sisky’s opening with the tip of his tongue, watching the muscles of his back tense. “Fuck, Alex.”
“Shh.” Alex licked at his entrance again, then without warning, he pushed his tongue inside. When Sisky’s loud moan filled the room, Alex smiled to himself and started to fuck the boy like that, his hands keeping Sisky spread for him.
“Oh, shit, Alex, I--” Sisky’s sentence was cut off by another moan when Alex shoved his tongue inside a last time before standing slowly. “Again, fuck, do it again.”
Alex brought his hand to cup Sisky’s chin and the boy took two fingers in his mouth, swirling his tongue around them. With his free hand Alex opened the desk drawer and took a condom and the little bottle of lube he knew Sisky put there that morning, after Alex had fucked him in bed, sweet and slow, so different from now.
“How d’you want it?” Alex took his fingers away and opened the condom, eyes fixed on the writhing body in front of him. Sisky muttered something as Alex rolled the condom over his own erection. “I can’t hear you.”.
“Fuck, do it--” Sisky stopped when Alex’s lubed finger probed his opening. “Doithard.”
Alex pushed his finger inside without a word, and Sisky’s back arched sharply. “Like this?”
“Fuck.” Sisky pushed back against the finger, muscles clenching around it. “More.”
Alex started to move his finger in and out, while his other hand reached Sisky’s cock and stroked it in time with his movements. When he added a second finger he went slower, he knew where Sisky’s limits were and he didn’t want to push them.
“Fuck, Alex, just--” Sisky bit on his lower lip and tried to stifle his moan, but it came out anyway. “Just fuck me, please.”
“No more fingers?” Alex lubed a third finger and pushed it along the other two, careful to Sisky’s reaction. If the obscene moan the boy let out was any indication, he could keep going. “Faster, Adam?”
“Fuck, yeah.” Sisky ignored that Alex had called him with his first name. He hated it and if he hadn’t had three of Alex’s fingers up his ass, he would have tried to punch the boy. Right now, he couldn’t have cared less. “Please, Alex-- more-- faster.”
“Needy, aren’t we?” Alex took his fingers out and smirked at Sisky's whine. He lubed his cock and he had to squeeze the base to stop himself from coming when he stroke himself. “Fuck, you’re so hot like this.”
Sisky was about to reply, but whatever he had in mind flew out of the window as soon as Alex started to push inside. Seconds later he was completely buried in Sisky’s body and he stopped to let the boy get used to the intrusion.
“Move, Alex.” Sisky breathed out, barely audible. “Fuck, I need-- I want--”
Alex started to withdraw slowly, then slammed back hard enough for the desk to rock. Sisky’s words turned into a series of moans as Alex repeated the movement over and over again, speeding up as soon as Sisky’s body relaxed around him.
“Fuck, Sisky.” Alex panted, his hands gripping the boy’s hips. “You’re still so fucking tight.”
“Touch me.” Sisky grinded back against Alex, causing the desk to rock even more. The pencil rolled to the edge and fell on the ground.
“No.” Alex changed the angle and aimed for Sisky’s prostate. “I’m gonna make you come like this.”
After a couple of thrusts Sisky arched his back and moaned loudly once again, and Alex had the evidence he found the boy’s prostate. He gripped Sisky’s hips tighter and fastened his pace, not even trying to repress his own moans and gasps.
“Fuck, I’m--” Sisky closed his eyes and threw his head back, panting heavily. “Alex, I’m gonna--”
Alex bent down as well, his chest pressed to Sisky's back, and bit down sharply on the boy’s shoulder. “Come.”
Sisky moaned again at that and his hips jerked as he came, muscles clenching around Alex. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.”
“I’m working on it.” Alex let out a breathy laugh and his movements turned more erratic. “Fuck.” He froze deep inside Sisky and moaned, his teeth biting the boy’s shoulder again as he came.
For a few seconds they just stayed like that, panting and trying to get their breath back. Sisky whined softly as Alex slipped out. He took off the condom and disposed of it, while Sisky straightened and stretched his back. Alex reached for a few kleenex and cleaned Sisky's stomach, then threw the tissue away.
“Did I hurt you?” Alex brought his hands to Sisky’s shoulders, massaging slowly.
“No.” Sisky melted under his touch and closed his eyes. “But you bit me.”
“Sorry.” Alex smiled against Sisky's skin, then pressed a soft kiss on the visible bite mark.
“I like it.” Sisky admitted with a contented smile. “Sleep?”
“Sleep.” Alex quickly moved the books away from the bed and they both lied down, not bothering with clothes.
Sisky curled up against Alex’s side and buried his face in the crook of the older boy’s neck, sighing contently. They both slowly drifted to sleep and almost didn’t hear when someone in the corridor knocked on the wall next to the door.
“Just so you know, you’re louder than you think.” Tom informed with a smirk in his voice.
“Thanks for the show.” David snickered loudly, quickly followed by someone else.
“It was very inspiring.” Brendon added, letting them know he was there too.
“Fuck you!” Alex yelled with a half laughter, then pulled Sisky closer. “I’ll kick them later.” Sisky blushed and hid his face against Alex’s chest.
~~
“Hey.” Bryce stood on the doorstep of the kitchen, one eyebrow raised.
“Mikey didn’t kick you out, did he?” William frowned, not completely joking.
Bryce laughed at that. “No, he didn’t.” He took a few steps inside and leaned against the counter. “I just thought he might need some time alone.”
“Patrick told you about Gerard?” William poured himself the tea and offered some to Bryce, who just nodded.
“Yeah, he told me about him and about all the mess you went through a few months ago.” Bryce took his mug and addressed him a little smile.
“Nice bedtime story, uh?” William chuckled, sitting at one of the tables. “It’s been a tough period.”
“I can imagine.” Bryce took a sip and smiled at William. “He’s a nice guy, though.”
“Are we talking about the same Mikey Way?” William smirked, shaking his head when Bryce nodded. “Just wait until he settles down.”
“Hey, don’t fuck up my reputation, Avary.” Mikey walked in and glared at Bryce, then he smiled and walked over. “And you, Bill, stop spreading it.”
William addressed him a little amused smile, still a bit unsure about how he was supposed to act around Mikey. “Old habits die hard.”
“Yeah, well, then kill it.” Mikey grinned, but his expression changed when he saw the hesitation in William’s eyes. “Bill, can I talk to you for a second?”
“Sure.” William didn’t resist when Mikey pulled him towards the food storage door.
“Don’t move from there, Avary.” Mikey yelled before closing the door.
“Mikey--” William started, but the other vampire pressed a finger to his lips.
“Stop it.” Mikey locked their gazes together, speaking softly. “I know you feel like shit for what happened, but stop acting like everything you do or say is gonna kill me.”
“But I--” William stopped again when the finger came back, and Mikey tilted his head to the side.
“I did everything I could to stop Gerard.” Mikey took a deep breath. “I did. And you saw how it ended.” A little sad smile curved his lips and William relaxed a bit. “I don’t hate you for what you did, sunshine.”
“But you don’t love me either.” William whispered against Mikey’s thumb, his lips touching the cold skin.
“I can forgive you, but I can’t forget what happened.” Mikey admitted, bringing his hand down. “I love you, Bill, just not in the way I did before.”
“I just needed to know this.” William fought back his tears and Mikey pulled him in a hug. “I’m gonna be Gabe’s mate.”
“I know, sunshine.” Mikey whispered against William’s neck. “I know.” After a few seconds he pulled back and his thumb wiped the tears from William’s cheeks. “Are we okay?”
“Yeah.” William addressed him a genuine smile. “We are.”
“Let’s go back, or Avary will think we’re having sex next to the pickles stash.” Mikey smirked gesturing towards the door. “Or with the pickles stash.”
“You’re disgusting.” William winced, but he couldn’t help the laughter that escaped his lips. “So, do you and Bryce get along?”
“Well, apart from the fact that I’m forced to live and share the bed with a werewolf, yeah, I think I’ll survive.” Mikey looked at William for a few seconds, then frowned. “You slept with him, didn’t you?”
“I didn’t!” William slapped Mikey on the arm, offended. When the other vampire arched an eyebrow, William sighed, looking away. “I mean, he’s cute, and I, we-- fine, we kissed. Once. It’s a long story.”
“I bet it is.” Mikey shook his head, but the smile didn’t leave his lips. “You’ll never change.”
William smirked too and opened the door, walking back in the kitchen. As soon as they reached the table they both noticed Bryce wasn’t alone anymore.
“Wha-- Mikey?” Tom almost dropped his mug, shocked.
“I guess you didn’t get the memo.” William grinned and retrieved his own mug from where he had left it on the table.
“I’m glad to see you’re back in the clan.” Mikey addressed the boy a little smile and William turned to look at him, surprised.
“I thought you two couldn’t stand each other.” William’s frown deepened as he sat down at the table.
“Well, let’s just say I changed my mind about a few things.” Tom admitted with a smirk as he stole William’s mug and took a sip, just to annoy him. “Especially after Mikey turned me.”
“You never told me.” William’s eyes widened at that and he looked at Mikey again. “Please, tell me you two didn’t sleep together.”
“I could tell you, but we said no more lies.” Tom grinned and rested his chin on William’s shoulder.
“Who’s the slut now, you sluts?” William looked at Mikey, then turned to Tom and shoved him away playfully. The three vampires laughed and Bryce joined in, putting his mug down.
~~
Later that night
They were all sitting at the table in the kitchen, so when the alarms went off, Pete gestured them to wait there. “I’ll go.” He announced as he stood from his chair and took out his gun.
“I’ll come with you, it’s probably Jack.” Butch stood as well and followed Pete outside.
“It’s weird to see them work together.” Maja chuckled, shaking her head. “Kind of surreal, actually.”
“How many times did they try to kick each other?” Alex asked with a grin, ignoring Maja’s glare.
“A couple.” Greta admitted, mirroring the smirk.
“So, how did it go?” Patrick looked at Billie Joe, amused. “Did he try to strip the skin off you?”
“Nah, Maja made sure I wasn’t alone with him in the room.” The hunter replied, then reached for the bread. “But he tried to shoot me once. I think it was 1997.”
“Just don’t give him any reason to do it again.” Greta stood slowly from the chair, smirking. “’Cause he never misses a target twice.”
“Awesome.” Billie Joe shook his head, stabbing the food with his fork. “I’m a dead man.”
“Not anymore.” Patrick corrected him with a grin. Before Billie Joe could reply, Butch entered the kitchen holding a two years old baby in his arms.
“Chris!” Greta took the baby from him and hugged him tightly. “Mom missed you so much.”
“Mommy!” Chris circled Greta’s neck with his thin arms.
“Guys, this is Joe’s son.” Pete announced with a wide smile gesturing towards the baby, while another boy entered the room.
“And I’m Jack Marin.” The boy waved with a little grin, going to stand next to Butch.
Everyone stood from their chair and in the general fuss over Chris and Jack, Haley quietly excused herself and walked out. Patrick noticed and turned to follow her, but Pete stopped him and went instead.
Maintaining peace inside the house was going to be harder than he thought.
~~
A/N: First of all, no, it’s not Sunday yet. LOL I just wanted to do a little surprise, so here I am with chapter 9.
And with Mikey back. Also, you finally found out who Tom’s Sire is. How d’you feel about all this? Don’t worry, this will totally bring drama. (Like they needed it. LOL)
EDIT: I'm a douche. Next chapter will NOT be NC-17. Chapter 11 will be. LOL
Not much to say right now so I’ll leave it to you. *grins*
See you on Sunday. <3JM
Author:
jen_jm
Pairing: Gabe/William, Pete/Patrick, Brendon/Ryan, Jon/Spencer and a few many others.
Rating: NC-17 overall
Characters: Gabe Saporta, William Beckett, Pete Wentz, Patrick Stump, Butch Walker, Greta Salpeter, others. Pretty much everyone from Cobras, Academy, FOB, Paramore, Green Day. Plus Maja Ivarsson of The Sounds, Bryce Avary, Pierre Bouvier and David Desrosiers from Simple Plan and many others will appear somewhere along the way.
Word count: 77,000 total words
Warnings: language, blood, violence, killings, the same as the other one.
Disclaimer: no one in here belongs to me, they all belong to Pete Wentz themselves.
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: Sequel for Vampire hunting is the world’s oldest profession (And I, dear Madame, am a professional), so I suggest you read that one first, or you might not have a clue about what’s going on. Title from Fall Out Boy’s “I slept with someone in Fall Out Boy and I got was this stupid song written about me”.
As ever, feel free to report any mistake. Constructive criticism is welcome, feedback makes me happy!
Beta: my dear and very patient
nejem
Dedication:
faechanand
nejem, who are two of the most amazing human beings on the planet. They supported me through this, they never yelled at me when I started obsessing over a scene, or when I freaked out for a writer’s block. Thank you girls, you are wonderful.
Summary: “Guys.” Maja looked between Pete and Patrick. “I think we have a problem.”
“No.” Patrick shook his head, determined. “Repeat with me, Maja. Everything is perfectly fine.”
“We really have a problem.” Maja bit on her lower lip, actually a bit scared by Patrick’s glare. - Set one month after the epilogue of Vampire hunting is the world’s oldest profession (And I, dear Madame, am a professional).
Timeline here (I’ll keep it updated)
Wentz Manor maps here
Crossposted
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
When William and Gabe reached Maja’s lab, Pete was already bringing an unconscious Ray inside. The desk had been shoved to the side and the witch had drawn two intricate symbols on the ground with what looked like dark green sand.
“Put Mikey’s ashes there.” Butch ordered gesturing towards the symbol on the right. “And Toro in the other one. Don’t worry, he won’t be able to get out.”
“Hey, Maja, you called me?” Sisky entered the lab and his eyes widened in surprise.
“Butch, Greta, this is Sisky, my very very promising apprentice.” Maja gestured towards the boy without looking up from the book. “Sisky, these are my sister, Greta Salpeter, and my step dad, Butch Walker.”
“Butch Walker? Like, the real Butch Walker? I’ve read a lot about you, sir, it’s an honor to meet you.” Sisky beamed, biting on his lower lip.
“Don’t call me sir.” Butch simply said, but after a few seconds he smiled at Sisky. Ryan chuckled softly at the memory of Butch telling him the same thing, but just shrugged when Brendon addressed him a curious look. “It’s good to meet you too.”
“Cute.” Greta addressed the boy a smirk, then went back to work.
“Wait, is this Dark Magic?” Sisky frowned, looking a bit unsure.
“Technically, yes.” Maja cringed at her own words. “Just about everything written in that book is Dark Magic.”
“Then why are we doing this?” Sisky took a look at the symbols and frowned when Pete positioned Ray in the first one.
“Because we want to bring Mikey Way back and this is the only way.” Greta explained as Patrick put the ashes on the second symbol.
“What?” Sisky turned to look at William, and the vampire nodded. “Is it really possible?”
“Well, we hope so.” Gabe smirked and his arm circled William’s waist. “Or this is going to be embarrassing.”
“It’ll work.” Butch glared at him and took the book from Maja hands, while everyone took a few steps back. “Ready?”
Both Maja and Greta nodded and Butch looked down at the page, his mouth set in a thin line. A minute later he started to read the Latin words aloud and Greta poured a white liquid on Ray’s chest. Slowly Ray’s clothes and skin turned black and a small glowing opening appeared on the ground, at the center of the symbol. The vampire quickly turned to dust, and a strong flash of light caused them all to close their eyes for a second. When they opened them again, Ray’s ashes were gone and the opening disappeared.
“Holy shit.” Sisky muttered in awe, standing next to Greta.
Butch kept reading and gestured Maja to go ahead. The witch took a little bottle from the table and walked to the other symbol. She poured the red liquid on Mikey’s ashes and stepped back. This time the opening at the center of the symbol was pitch black and Mikey’s ashes quickly fell into it. For a few seconds nothing happened and they all held their breath.
Then, before anyone could speak, there was another flash of light and a strong shock wave sent both Greta, Maja and Sisky on the ground, along with a few of Maja’s potions.
“Are you okay?” Butch asked as soon as everything was calm again.
“Sure.” Maja stood slowly, stretching her neck. She held out her hands to Sisky and Greta and they took it.
“You did it.” Patrick took a step towards them, eyeing the naked body on the floor. “It worked.”
Pete took the blanket Maja handed him and reached Mikey, quickly wrapping him in it. “He needs blood.”
Gabe nodded and ran outside, while William reached Pete. “We don’t have spare rooms left.” He informed with a worried frown.
“I guess he’ll have to share with Bryce then.” Pete smiled affectionately as he looked down at Mikey’s relaxed features.
“You think that’s a good idea?” Patrick cocked an eyebrow, perplexed.
“Well, Bob, Dirnt and Tom aren’t exactly better options.” Pete smirked at his mate, holding Mikey safely. “Unless you want him to sleep with us.”
“I’m happy he’s back.” Patrick brought a hand to Mikey’s cheek. “But no.” He added as he glared at Pete, who just laughed in response.
“I’ll go warn Bryce.” William announced as he walked towards the door. “Feed him and bring him upstairs.”
“No, stay with him.” Patrick stopped him with a smile. “I’ll go.”
William hesitated for a few seconds then, at Pete’s curious glance, he nodded slowly.
“Can you bring him in one of the cells?” Maja looked around with a little smile. “I need to clean up this mess.”
Pete nodded and saw Sisky move his arm tentatively. “You okay?”
“Kind of.” Sisky flinched and hissed when he moved the shoulder too quickly. “I think I’ll go talk to Jon.”
“While you’re there, give him and Spence an update.” Pete smirked at the hunter while Patrick headed upstairs. “I’d like to avoid the massive updating conferences in the library.”
“Sure.” Sisky smirked as he headed for the door.
Mikey stirred in Pete’s arms and William gestured the vampire to follow him outside. “Which cell?”
“Number three.” Pete replied without looking at him.
“No.” William bit on his lower lip, turning left right after exiting the lab. Number three is Gabe’s, he thought, but didn’t say it aloud. “Eight is closer.”
“Whatever. Just hurry up.” Pete turned his head and saw Gabe standing there with a little smile. “Saporta, move your ass.”
“Sure, sorry.” Gabe reached them as they entered the cell and William met his eyes for a few seconds.
Pete laid Mikey on the small bed and knelt next to him. Gabe took a step closer and handed Pete the blood.
“Mikey, can you hear me?” Pete whispered near Mikey’s ear. The vampire moved his head but his eyes didn’t open. With a careful movement Pete brought the bottle of blood to Mikey’s mouth. “Bill, c’mere.”
William threw an unsure glance at Gabe, but when the older vampire just smiled and nodded, he felt slightly relieved. He reached Pete and knelt next to him, his hand immediately trailing in Mikey’s hair. “Hey.” He whispered with a little smile, while Pete poured a few drops of blood on Mikey’s lips.
Mikey’s mouth opened and his tongue found the blood, quickly licking it away. Finally his eyes opened and Pete gave him the rest of the blood. Mikey drank avidly, his eyes unfocused and his fingers shaking, but William didn’t move his hand away.
When he was done, Mikey took a deep breath, looking around with a confused frown. “What the--” He tried, his voice rough and low. He cleared his throat and sat up. “Pete? Bill?”
“Hey, Mikes.” William whispered, feeling his eyes water. He saw the change in Mikey’s gaze at that nickname and smiled softly. “Welcome back.”
“What happened?” Mikey frowned, looking at Pete, then at Saporta standing not far.
“You died.” Pete tried to keep his voice even, but his smile was so wide his muscles probably hurt. “You saved Patrick, but Butcher killed you.”
“And you brought me back?” Mikey looked genuinely shocked by that and William bit on his lip, guilt clenching at his heart.
“I’m sorry.” William whispered and Mikey addressed him a curious look.
“No, no, I’m not complaining.” Mikey chuckled, his lips finally curving into a smile as he brought one hand to William’s cheek. “I’m quite positive I’m actually happy to be back.”
“I’m talking about Gerard.” William looked down at the floor and felt the vampire tense. “I want to be the one telling you.”
“You killed him?” Mikey asked in a whisper, looking at Pete.
“I did.” William admitted, looking back at the vampire. “I’m sorry, but we had no choice.”
Mikey took a deep shaky breath and locked their gazes together. “I know.” He nodded as a red tear fell down his cheek. “I know.”
William bit on his lip and slowly moved until he was sitting on the bed next to Mikey. The older vampire circled his shoulders with an arm, pulling him closer.
“I’m sorry.” William whispered once again against Mikey’s neck, squeezing his eyes closed.
“It’s okay, sunshine.” Mikey rested his cheek on the top of William head, holding him in place. “It’s gonna be okay.”
Pete looked at them for a few seconds, then stood and placed a kiss on Mikey’s forehead. “Let’s go upstairs.”
~~
Later that day
“It was amazing.” Sisky shook his head as he sat down on the chair of his desk. “Ray just disappeared inside this little hole on the ground and then Mikey’s ashes disappeared too and moments later he was there, alive. Well, kind of.” He continued, his tone awed and still incredulous. “I mean, it was Dark Magic, so it was kind of illegal and creepy, but it was--”
“Amazing?” Alex offered with a cocked eyebrow, and smiled at the boy’s enthusiasm. Sisky had told him the story three times, probably without realizing it. “I think you said that before.”
“Sorry.” Sisky bit on his lower lip and looked at Alex in the eye. “I’m being kind of boring.”
“You’re not.” Alex’s smirk widened at that and he stepped closer. “I’m happy to see you like what you’re doing with your life. It’s a good thing.” Sisky stood from the chair and tilted his head up without warning, catching Alex’s lips with his own. It lasted just a few seconds, but when Sisky withdrew, Alex kept him in place by circling his waist with an arm. “You know, you’re actually very sexy when you talk about Dark Magic.”
“Alex, I need to study.” Sisky warned, but when Alex leaned down to kiss his neck, he just melted against the boy’s chest. “Really.”
“I could help you with that, ask questions.” Alex whispered against Sisky’s jaw. “And every wrong answer you give me, I spank you.”
“Fuck, Alex.” Sisky muttered quietly, his hands gripping Alex’s shoulders. “I think I saw a porno like this once.” He added with a breathy laughter.
“I know.” Alex grinned and kissed his way up to Sisky’s mouth. “We watched it together.”
“Right.” Sisky laughed against Alex’s mouth, then gave in to the kiss for a few seconds. When he withdrew, he brought his hands to Alex’s wrists, slowly pulling them away from his waist. “Really, though, I have to study.”
“Fine.” Alex let him go with a little sigh, but the smile didn’t leave his lips. “When you’ll think you studied enough to impress Butch Walker, your boyfriend will be happy to spend some time with you.”
“Alex--” Sisky, bit on his lower lip, conflicted.
“It’s okay, do your homework.” Alex reassured him and leaned down to place a soft kiss on the corner of Sisky’s mouth. “I was just kidding.”
“You’re the best boyfriend ever.” Sisky brought a hand to Alex’s neck and pulled him forward for another kiss, then let him go.
“You’re not bad yourself, nerd.” Alex grinned and moved away before Sisky could hit him.
Sisky flipped him off and laughed as he sat back at the desk and opened his book. “I think the others are in the library.”
“They’re all fussing over Mikey.” Alex shrugged and lied down on the bed. “It’s not that I’m not happy he’s back, but we weren’t exactly on good terms and I’d rather talk to him later without three thousand people around.”
“He’ll need time to get used to all this.” Sisky mused, arching an eyebrow. “I just hope he won’t be a problem for Gabe and Bill.”
“Yeah.” Alex frowned a bit and took a deep breath, then turned to look at Sisky. A slow smirk spread on his lips as he made eye contact with the boy. “Now do your homework. Because when you’re done, I totally claim your ass.”
“Pig.” Sisky laughed and turned to look at his book.
“You love it.” Alex closed his eyes and relaxed on the bed, arms crossed behind his head.
For several minutes Sisky focused entirely on his work, searching info and terms on the pages and quickly writing things down on his notebook. He kept chewing the cap of the pen, he had to sharpen his pencil twice and frowned a few times, muttering something to himself, probably Latin words.
Alex had turned his head to look at him as soon as the boy had started, but after half an hour his neck was starting to protest. He turned on his side slowly, careful to be as silent as he could. Watching Sisky was something he found himself doing often lately and he wondered once again if he should tell the boy about his feelings. Not that he had to struggle too much with himself to admit he was in love, but for some reason he was afraid it could scare Sisky off.
“I can feel you staring.” Sisky kept turning the pages of the ancient book he had on the desk, but Alex could hear the grin in his voice.
“I’m being a good boy, I’m letting you study.” Alex bit on his lip and gave in to the idea that had been tempting him for the last ten minutes. “I’m just watching you and thinking of all the dirty things I’m gonna do to you later.”
“Alex.” Sisky stilled his movements and his shoulders tensed, but he didn’t turn to look at his boyfriend.
“Adam.” Alex grinned but didn’t move from his spot. “Fuck, are you done yet?” He lowered his voice and saw Sisky grip the pencil tighter. “You have no idea how much I wanna bend you over the desk and fuck you like that. Make you beg for it.”
“Fuck.” Sisky let the pencil fall from his fingers and closed the book. “Asshole.”
“What?” Alex faked an innocent tone as he stood from the bed slowly. “Am I distracting you?”
“Pretty much, yeah.” Sisky leaned against the back of the chair and Alex reached him, his hands immediately resting on Sisky’s shoulders.
“Want me to go?” Alex whispered to the boy’s ear, tracing the shell with the tip of his tongue. “I can leave if you want me to.”
“Forget leaving, you bastard.” Sisky sounded a little out of breath and Alex’s hands slipped lower. “Finish what you started.”
“I like that.” Alex lowered his mouth to Sisky’s neck and bit down gently, while his hands worked on the boy’s zip. “You might want to move those books, unless you want Maja to know what we did.”
Sisky gripped the book with one hand and managed to throw it on the bed, along with his notebook. “Okay?”
“Good boy.” Alex licked a stripe up Sisky’s neck and the boy whimpered as Alex’s fingers pried his jeans open with a fluid move. “Clothes off.”
Sisky took off both his pants and his t-shirt, throwing them somewhere on their left, then turned to face Alex. “You need to be naked too, you know?”
“Lock the door.” Alex grinned as he started to take off his clothes too. When Sisky came back, they were both wearing boxers and nothing more. Alex pulled the boy closer and licked his slightly parted lips.
“I wanna suck you off.” Sisky whispered, his cheeks turning pinker.
“Fuck, yeah.” Alex nodded and closed his eyes, the sight of Sisky saying that was more than enough to make his cock twitch.
Sisky went down on his knees immediately, bringing Alex’s boxers with him. The older boy kicked them away and Sisky leaned forward, sliding his tongue on the underside of Alex’s quickly hardening cock. After a few slow licks, he took the head in his mouth, sucking and teasing the slit with his tongue, causing Alex to buck his hips, barely repressing a moan.
Sisky pulled back but his fingers stroked Alex slowly, while the other hand reached for the boy’s wrist. Without a word he placed Alex’s hand on the back of his head, and brought his mouth back to the cock, taking it as deep as he could. Alex started to rock his hips and bit on his lower lip to stifle a moan when Sisky’s cheeks hollowed.
“Fuck, you’re so fucking good at this.” Alex cursed under his breath, his fingers still pressed against Sisky’s head to direct his movements. In response Sisky hummed around the cock in his mouth and Alex’s hips bucked again, sharply. “Get up.” Alex tugged at Sisky’s hair until the boy withdrew. “Get up.”
When Sisky ignored him and licked the tip of Alex’s cock, the older boy gripped his shoulders, forcing him to stand up. “You like being manhandled, don’t you?”
Sisky addressed him a sly smirk, his cheeks flushed. “How d’you want me?”
“Bend over.” Alex watched as Sisky took off his boxers and moved the chair away, but didn’t comply. “I said, bend over.”
“Make me.” Sisky challenged him with another grin and Alex narrowed his eyes.
“Kinky bastard.” Alex spun Sisky around easily and used his own body to press him down against the desk.
“I thought you wanted to play, let’s play.” Sisky grinded back and Alex’s cock slid against his ass, causing the boy to moan.
Alex gripped Sisky’s hands and placed them at the opposite end of the desk. “Hold on there and don’t let go.” Without waiting for a reply he placed a trail of wet open-mouthed kisses along Sisky’s spine, down to his ass.
Once he was kneeling down he bit one of Sisky’s cheeks, then the other, causing the boy to gasp. Then he spread them slowly and teased Sisky’s opening with the tip of his tongue, watching the muscles of his back tense. “Fuck, Alex.”
“Shh.” Alex licked at his entrance again, then without warning, he pushed his tongue inside. When Sisky’s loud moan filled the room, Alex smiled to himself and started to fuck the boy like that, his hands keeping Sisky spread for him.
“Oh, shit, Alex, I--” Sisky’s sentence was cut off by another moan when Alex shoved his tongue inside a last time before standing slowly. “Again, fuck, do it again.”
Alex brought his hand to cup Sisky’s chin and the boy took two fingers in his mouth, swirling his tongue around them. With his free hand Alex opened the desk drawer and took a condom and the little bottle of lube he knew Sisky put there that morning, after Alex had fucked him in bed, sweet and slow, so different from now.
“How d’you want it?” Alex took his fingers away and opened the condom, eyes fixed on the writhing body in front of him. Sisky muttered something as Alex rolled the condom over his own erection. “I can’t hear you.”.
“Fuck, do it--” Sisky stopped when Alex’s lubed finger probed his opening. “Doithard.”
Alex pushed his finger inside without a word, and Sisky’s back arched sharply. “Like this?”
“Fuck.” Sisky pushed back against the finger, muscles clenching around it. “More.”
Alex started to move his finger in and out, while his other hand reached Sisky’s cock and stroked it in time with his movements. When he added a second finger he went slower, he knew where Sisky’s limits were and he didn’t want to push them.
“Fuck, Alex, just--” Sisky bit on his lower lip and tried to stifle his moan, but it came out anyway. “Just fuck me, please.”
“No more fingers?” Alex lubed a third finger and pushed it along the other two, careful to Sisky’s reaction. If the obscene moan the boy let out was any indication, he could keep going. “Faster, Adam?”
“Fuck, yeah.” Sisky ignored that Alex had called him with his first name. He hated it and if he hadn’t had three of Alex’s fingers up his ass, he would have tried to punch the boy. Right now, he couldn’t have cared less. “Please, Alex-- more-- faster.”
“Needy, aren’t we?” Alex took his fingers out and smirked at Sisky's whine. He lubed his cock and he had to squeeze the base to stop himself from coming when he stroke himself. “Fuck, you’re so hot like this.”
Sisky was about to reply, but whatever he had in mind flew out of the window as soon as Alex started to push inside. Seconds later he was completely buried in Sisky’s body and he stopped to let the boy get used to the intrusion.
“Move, Alex.” Sisky breathed out, barely audible. “Fuck, I need-- I want--”
Alex started to withdraw slowly, then slammed back hard enough for the desk to rock. Sisky’s words turned into a series of moans as Alex repeated the movement over and over again, speeding up as soon as Sisky’s body relaxed around him.
“Fuck, Sisky.” Alex panted, his hands gripping the boy’s hips. “You’re still so fucking tight.”
“Touch me.” Sisky grinded back against Alex, causing the desk to rock even more. The pencil rolled to the edge and fell on the ground.
“No.” Alex changed the angle and aimed for Sisky’s prostate. “I’m gonna make you come like this.”
After a couple of thrusts Sisky arched his back and moaned loudly once again, and Alex had the evidence he found the boy’s prostate. He gripped Sisky’s hips tighter and fastened his pace, not even trying to repress his own moans and gasps.
“Fuck, I’m--” Sisky closed his eyes and threw his head back, panting heavily. “Alex, I’m gonna--”
Alex bent down as well, his chest pressed to Sisky's back, and bit down sharply on the boy’s shoulder. “Come.”
Sisky moaned again at that and his hips jerked as he came, muscles clenching around Alex. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.”
“I’m working on it.” Alex let out a breathy laugh and his movements turned more erratic. “Fuck.” He froze deep inside Sisky and moaned, his teeth biting the boy’s shoulder again as he came.
For a few seconds they just stayed like that, panting and trying to get their breath back. Sisky whined softly as Alex slipped out. He took off the condom and disposed of it, while Sisky straightened and stretched his back. Alex reached for a few kleenex and cleaned Sisky's stomach, then threw the tissue away.
“Did I hurt you?” Alex brought his hands to Sisky’s shoulders, massaging slowly.
“No.” Sisky melted under his touch and closed his eyes. “But you bit me.”
“Sorry.” Alex smiled against Sisky's skin, then pressed a soft kiss on the visible bite mark.
“I like it.” Sisky admitted with a contented smile. “Sleep?”
“Sleep.” Alex quickly moved the books away from the bed and they both lied down, not bothering with clothes.
Sisky curled up against Alex’s side and buried his face in the crook of the older boy’s neck, sighing contently. They both slowly drifted to sleep and almost didn’t hear when someone in the corridor knocked on the wall next to the door.
“Just so you know, you’re louder than you think.” Tom informed with a smirk in his voice.
“Thanks for the show.” David snickered loudly, quickly followed by someone else.
“It was very inspiring.” Brendon added, letting them know he was there too.
“Fuck you!” Alex yelled with a half laughter, then pulled Sisky closer. “I’ll kick them later.” Sisky blushed and hid his face against Alex’s chest.
~~
“Hey.” Bryce stood on the doorstep of the kitchen, one eyebrow raised.
“Mikey didn’t kick you out, did he?” William frowned, not completely joking.
Bryce laughed at that. “No, he didn’t.” He took a few steps inside and leaned against the counter. “I just thought he might need some time alone.”
“Patrick told you about Gerard?” William poured himself the tea and offered some to Bryce, who just nodded.
“Yeah, he told me about him and about all the mess you went through a few months ago.” Bryce took his mug and addressed him a little smile.
“Nice bedtime story, uh?” William chuckled, sitting at one of the tables. “It’s been a tough period.”
“I can imagine.” Bryce took a sip and smiled at William. “He’s a nice guy, though.”
“Are we talking about the same Mikey Way?” William smirked, shaking his head when Bryce nodded. “Just wait until he settles down.”
“Hey, don’t fuck up my reputation, Avary.” Mikey walked in and glared at Bryce, then he smiled and walked over. “And you, Bill, stop spreading it.”
William addressed him a little amused smile, still a bit unsure about how he was supposed to act around Mikey. “Old habits die hard.”
“Yeah, well, then kill it.” Mikey grinned, but his expression changed when he saw the hesitation in William’s eyes. “Bill, can I talk to you for a second?”
“Sure.” William didn’t resist when Mikey pulled him towards the food storage door.
“Don’t move from there, Avary.” Mikey yelled before closing the door.
“Mikey--” William started, but the other vampire pressed a finger to his lips.
“Stop it.” Mikey locked their gazes together, speaking softly. “I know you feel like shit for what happened, but stop acting like everything you do or say is gonna kill me.”
“But I--” William stopped again when the finger came back, and Mikey tilted his head to the side.
“I did everything I could to stop Gerard.” Mikey took a deep breath. “I did. And you saw how it ended.” A little sad smile curved his lips and William relaxed a bit. “I don’t hate you for what you did, sunshine.”
“But you don’t love me either.” William whispered against Mikey’s thumb, his lips touching the cold skin.
“I can forgive you, but I can’t forget what happened.” Mikey admitted, bringing his hand down. “I love you, Bill, just not in the way I did before.”
“I just needed to know this.” William fought back his tears and Mikey pulled him in a hug. “I’m gonna be Gabe’s mate.”
“I know, sunshine.” Mikey whispered against William’s neck. “I know.” After a few seconds he pulled back and his thumb wiped the tears from William’s cheeks. “Are we okay?”
“Yeah.” William addressed him a genuine smile. “We are.”
“Let’s go back, or Avary will think we’re having sex next to the pickles stash.” Mikey smirked gesturing towards the door. “Or with the pickles stash.”
“You’re disgusting.” William winced, but he couldn’t help the laughter that escaped his lips. “So, do you and Bryce get along?”
“Well, apart from the fact that I’m forced to live and share the bed with a werewolf, yeah, I think I’ll survive.” Mikey looked at William for a few seconds, then frowned. “You slept with him, didn’t you?”
“I didn’t!” William slapped Mikey on the arm, offended. When the other vampire arched an eyebrow, William sighed, looking away. “I mean, he’s cute, and I, we-- fine, we kissed. Once. It’s a long story.”
“I bet it is.” Mikey shook his head, but the smile didn’t leave his lips. “You’ll never change.”
William smirked too and opened the door, walking back in the kitchen. As soon as they reached the table they both noticed Bryce wasn’t alone anymore.
“Wha-- Mikey?” Tom almost dropped his mug, shocked.
“I guess you didn’t get the memo.” William grinned and retrieved his own mug from where he had left it on the table.
“I’m glad to see you’re back in the clan.” Mikey addressed the boy a little smile and William turned to look at him, surprised.
“I thought you two couldn’t stand each other.” William’s frown deepened as he sat down at the table.
“Well, let’s just say I changed my mind about a few things.” Tom admitted with a smirk as he stole William’s mug and took a sip, just to annoy him. “Especially after Mikey turned me.”
“You never told me.” William’s eyes widened at that and he looked at Mikey again. “Please, tell me you two didn’t sleep together.”
“I could tell you, but we said no more lies.” Tom grinned and rested his chin on William’s shoulder.
“Who’s the slut now, you sluts?” William looked at Mikey, then turned to Tom and shoved him away playfully. The three vampires laughed and Bryce joined in, putting his mug down.
~~
Later that night
They were all sitting at the table in the kitchen, so when the alarms went off, Pete gestured them to wait there. “I’ll go.” He announced as he stood from his chair and took out his gun.
“I’ll come with you, it’s probably Jack.” Butch stood as well and followed Pete outside.
“It’s weird to see them work together.” Maja chuckled, shaking her head. “Kind of surreal, actually.”
“How many times did they try to kick each other?” Alex asked with a grin, ignoring Maja’s glare.
“A couple.” Greta admitted, mirroring the smirk.
“So, how did it go?” Patrick looked at Billie Joe, amused. “Did he try to strip the skin off you?”
“Nah, Maja made sure I wasn’t alone with him in the room.” The hunter replied, then reached for the bread. “But he tried to shoot me once. I think it was 1997.”
“Just don’t give him any reason to do it again.” Greta stood slowly from the chair, smirking. “’Cause he never misses a target twice.”
“Awesome.” Billie Joe shook his head, stabbing the food with his fork. “I’m a dead man.”
“Not anymore.” Patrick corrected him with a grin. Before Billie Joe could reply, Butch entered the kitchen holding a two years old baby in his arms.
“Chris!” Greta took the baby from him and hugged him tightly. “Mom missed you so much.”
“Mommy!” Chris circled Greta’s neck with his thin arms.
“Guys, this is Joe’s son.” Pete announced with a wide smile gesturing towards the baby, while another boy entered the room.
“And I’m Jack Marin.” The boy waved with a little grin, going to stand next to Butch.
Everyone stood from their chair and in the general fuss over Chris and Jack, Haley quietly excused herself and walked out. Patrick noticed and turned to follow her, but Pete stopped him and went instead.
Maintaining peace inside the house was going to be harder than he thought.
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A/N: First of all, no, it’s not Sunday yet. LOL I just wanted to do a little surprise, so here I am with chapter 9.
And with Mikey back. Also, you finally found out who Tom’s Sire is. How d’you feel about all this? Don’t worry, this will totally bring drama. (Like they needed it. LOL)
EDIT: I'm a douche. Next chapter will NOT be NC-17. Chapter 11 will be. LOL
Not much to say right now so I’ll leave it to you. *grins*
See you on Sunday. <3JM