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Sink My Teeth Into This Nightmare

Part 1

"I don't understand why I can't just come with you," Andy whined, flopping down onto the bed he shared with his boyfriend.
Ashley just sighed and folded another shirt up into his suitcase. "Because my parents are, well, a little messed up," the bassist responded.
"Oh please. Everyone's got crazy family members. It's a fact of life. Babe, we've been together for two years. Why can't I meet your family? Seriously, give me one good reason. They know you're bi. They know we're in a rock band. They know we cuss like sailors. Why can't I meet them?"
"Because I said so!" Ashley shouted.
"What the fuck, Ashley? I'm your boyfriend, not your child!" Andy shouted back. "I deserve a decent answer."
Ashley sighed. "Look, you wouldn't understand my family. I don't want to subject you to that environment. They're toxic people, Andy. They'll drive you mad, and fast."
"But they're your family. And if this relationship continues there's a pretty high chance that one day they'll be my family, too. So just suck it up and let me meet them."
"Why is it so important for you?"
"Because," Andy started. He was quiet for a moment, avoiding Ashley's soul searching gaze. "Because I need to know that you're in this for real. I need to know that you're just as dedicated to this relationship as I am. That the reason you've been sneaking out at night isn't a blonde with big tits and a tramp stamp."
"Andy!" the bassist snapped.
"Take me. Let me meet your family. Prove to me that I'm the one you want and not some secret you're hiding in your closet."
"First of all, how'd you know I've been leaving at night?"
The singer shook his head. "Seriously, as long as you've known me and you really think I'm not gonna wake up in the middle of the night and realize you're not there. Please, Ashley. Don't even try to bullshit me like this."
"Oh, of course, now I'm the one being stupid, here."
"Yes, you are," Andy snapped.
"Well if it helps you sleep at night, I'm not sneaking out to cheat on you."
"Then why?" Andy demanded.
Ashely shook his head. "I can't...it's hard to explain."
"Well then start talking. I've got all the fucking time in the world." Andy motioned for his boyfriend to sit down, then crossed his arms over his chest.
Ashley turned his back on the singer in favor of rifling through the closet as if in search of something. "Look, Andy. There are things... Parts of this world I really... You wouldn't understand and I don't... It would put you in harms way if I... You just really shouldn't get mixed up in it."
"Stop being cryptic. Get your ass over here. And explain," Andy demanded, slowly but sternly.
Ashley let out a long, slow breath and came to sit on the opposite side of the bed from his boyfriend. "There's no easy way to put this. But before I start, I love you. Okay? And that's never, ever, going to change."
Andy rolled his eyes. "Yeah, well...act like it."
"I'm trying," Ashley snapped, close to tears.
"Really? Because you're doing a shitty job at it!," Andy shouted back.
"This isn't easy, Andy. It's not some simple, understandable shit like I used to be suicidal or something. Because honestly, that would be a thousand times easier to explain."
"Well, what then?"
Ashley stood and turned his back to his boyfriend again. "I'm not exactly who - or rather what - you think I am."
"What?" Andy asked, incredulously.
"Well, I'm not...human."
Andy was quiet for a moment. "Okay, so what are you then? And leave out the details I know most of what's out there."
This time it was Ashley's turn to be surprised. "You know...what?"
"Creatures. Things that aren't human. I know about them. The Mystics and the Luminescents and the Destroyers and Mourners and the Vampires and the Angels and the demons and the underground cults and all of it. I know. So which are you?"
Ashley turned, gaping, back to his lover. "You...you know? But...how?"
Andy shrugged. "I read a lot. I mean, I assumed it was all fake for the longest time but...well things started to seem clearer." Lie, lie, lie, Andy thought. He wasn't exactly sure why he was lying about how he knew the things he knew, but he wasn't sure why Ashley had been doing the same about his identity for how long?
"So you're telling me you got the information out of some dusty old book?"
"Try an entire library of eighteenth century lore," Andy responded. "My sixth grade english teacher was a strange, strange man. A Mystic, actually. He let his more...advanced students read from his personal library. Of course, he taught it to us as if it were simple mythology. It wasn't until I ran into him again, years later, that I realized what he was, and that it was all real." Truth, truth, truth, lie, lie, lie, Andy added. He was keeping tally now.
Ashley continued to gape at his boyfriend. "Literally, what the fuck?"
Andy shrugged.
"No you don't understand that kind of shit doesn't happen. Texts like that are supposed to be locked up in vaults with hidden keys that only specific kinds of people can even have the ability to find," Ashley explained.
I knew that, Andy thought. "Whatever. That's beside the point. You have yet to answer my question. What are you?"
"Vampire," Ashley said, offhandedly. He began rummaging through the dresser and pulling some of Andy's clothes out. "Deviant high line, if you know-"
"I know what high lines are. Deviants are protectors."
Ashley's head snapped up to meet his boyfriends steady gaze. "How-?"
"Books. Lots and lots of books."
"Fair enough. So I guess I have to explain the sneaking out, still?"
Andy smirked and let out a breathy huff of not quite laughter. "Not really. You're a vampire so I'm assuming you were hunting. Can't be easy living with a human."
"Not so bad, actually," Ashley responded. "I've never particularly cared for human blood. It's a touch too bitter for me. Too...domesticated. I like carnivorous game animals. Bear is one of my favorites."
"Well, there, see? I've learned something new. I didn't know vampires could just not like human blood. I thought it was, you know, an instinctual thing. See human, smell human, taste human."
Ashley laughed. "What are we to you? The sharks from Nemo? 'Humans are friends, not food,'" Ashley chanted in a deepened voice before bursting into laughter.
Andy shot him a steady, no bullshit gaze. "Not funny."
"No, but seriously..." the vampire continued before bursting into laughter again. He finally sobered. "Seriously, though, my parents don't share my opinion on human blood."
"So that's why you don't want to take me. You're afraid I'll be lunch."
"Yes. But since you know what we are, there are ways to avoid that."
"...Like?" Andy asked.
"Well...what do you know about vampire mating rites?"
"Nothing. The books I read didn't have that information. There was a lot of family lore and who likes who and who wants to stake who and a lot of bullshit on arranged mating...but none on the mating process itself."
"Well...it's hard to explain but..."
"Are you suggesting what I think you're suggesting?" Andy asked.
"That we be mated, yes." Ashley sat back down on the bed, this time closer to his boyfriend. "Andy, I've known since the day I met you that you were supposed to be my mate. It's a smell thing. I don't know how to explain it. I just...felt the need to drown myself in your scent."
Andy raised an eyebrow. "That's not weird," he said, sarcastically.
"Yeah, I know. But back to the point. You need to realize, before we go through with anything...this is sort of an eternity package. Once we're mated, you'll live as long as I live and unless I meet an untimely demise at the end of a wooden stake, that could be a really fucking long time."
"So, forever. Literally, forever?"
Ashley nodded. "I just want to make sure you're ready. I don't want to push you into anything."
Andy crawled across the bed and dropped his head into the bassist's lap. "You're sure?"
"Well, yes. I don't really know how to explain it. Just, when you walked into that practice room the day we met...I just knew. Literally, all I could smell was you. This mixture of grease paint and vanilla shampoo and cigarettes and fresh blood. I was overwhelmed. Without even realizing it, my breathing synced up to yours and our heartbeats even beat exactly the same. I could hear the blood rushing through your veins and air filling and leaving your lungs. I wasn't nervous. I was in shock."
"Oh," Andy breathed.
"What?" Ashley chuckled.
"That's just..." Andy shook his head.
"Bizarre, to you at least. It's normal to vampires. But then, I suppose we're raised to know the symptoms..."
"Of love?"
"Well, yes. And no. Love is one thing. But a compatible blood bond? That's a whole different situation. You can have a compatible blood bond without love. I've seen it happen. It's actually, scarily destructive. You read all the stuff on the arranged matings. They were blood compatible, sure. But the ones who didn't learn to love each other...like truly love each other? They tore apart entire high line families. There are several high lines that don't even exist today because of blood bonds with no love."
"But we have love, right?"
"I would assume so. I can't speak for you, but I know I love you more than life itself. I don't know if it's a result of the blood compatibility, the way I got to know you, or some combination of the two. It's possible that we're what the elders would call 'true mates,' but even that is..."
"Bizarre, to me at least." Andy mocked.
Ashley lightly smacked the singer's shoulder. "Adorable," he said, voice dripping with sarcasm. The two laughed for a moment.
"Can I see?" Andy asked after a long moment of silence.
"See what?" Ashley inquired.
"Your fangs. Can I see?" The singer sat up, facing the older man.
Ashley chuckled, nervously. "You want to see my fangs?" he asked.
Andy just nodded.
"Well, it's a strange request. I guess so." He shrugged a bit. "Just, give me a minute. They're not quite on command. It's sort of a trigger thing."
Andy narrowed his eyebrows. "Uhm, okay?"
The bassist closed his eyes and took a long, slow, deep breath, inhaling his lover's scent. He focused all of his attention on the blood rushing through the singer's veins, the light thud-thud of his heartbeat. Slowly, his bloodlust grew, and his fangs extended with a faint 'click.' "Satisfied?" Ashley asked, smiling.
Andy's breath caught. "They're...sharp."
"You wanna find out just how sharp they are?" Ashley asked. His voice had dropped to a deep, seductive tone, but there was an edge to it that Andy was unfamiliar with.
"I..." He couldn't form words. He just sat and gaped at the vampire, eyes fixed on the sharp points of his fangs, unblinking.
Ashley leaned forward, slowly. There was a part of him that wanted to tear the human apart so he was whimpering and moaning and begging... The other part of him, the one not driven by bloodlust, was trying to hold back the demands...to be cautious. His lips lightly touched Andy's in a soft, almost chaste kiss.
Noting the familiarity of his lover's touch, Andy's fear subsided. He found himself kissing back, pressing his mouth hard to Ashley's. He distantly noted the soft scrape of sharp fangs on his lower lip as the kiss deepened, but there was no pain, nor the taste of blood. It was gentle, perhaps more so than the kisses they'd shared in the past.
"Do you want to?" Ashley asked, hot breath whispering over his boyfriend's lips.
Andy was silent, just staring into the bassist's caramel eyes.
"My fangs? Do you want to feel them?"
Andy nodded, slowly, unsure.
Ashley trailed his lips slowly down the human's neck. His hands wrapped tight around the younger man, pulling him close. The tips of his fangs lightly scraped against the soft skin of Andy's shoulder, making the younger man's breath catch in the back of his throat. Finally, Ashley bit down with slight pressure. His fangs pierced through the skin, sinking into flesh and muscle and raising a small pool of blood to the surface. Andy squeaked, first, at the pain, then quietly moaned just from the contact. Just as quickly as his fangs had sunk into the skin, Ashley pulled them out. He lapped at the wound until the bleeding stopped, then leaned away.
Andy looked dazed. "Whoa," he breathed. Blood was still dripping from Ashley's fangs and his lips were stained red from it.
"I'm...sorry..." The vampire pulled himself from Andy's embrace and retreated to the edge of the bed.
Andy crawled across the bed and into his boyfriend's lap. "Hey, it's okay." He nuzzled his face into Ashley's shoulder. "I didn't mind, really. Kinda liked it, to be honest."
"Get away!" Ashley growled. He shoved the singer off of his lap and curled up into a tight ball, fists clenched tight on the sides of his head. "I'm not safe for you to be near."
Andy sat up, pulling his knees to his chest, and placed a hand on his lover's knee. "It's okay. I trust you."
"I don't trust myself right now."
Andy was back in Ashley's bubble of space, climbing behind him and wrapping arms around the vampire. "I've got you."
"It's not supposed to work that way, Andy. I'm supposed to have you."
Andy laughed. "It works both ways. Now is there anything you need?"
"I need you to get away from me before I lose control," Ashley muttered through clenched teeth.
"No. I'm staying right here until you tell me what you really need. I'm not leaving your side."
Ashley shuddered. "Andy, I'm not fucking around. Get. Away."
Andy sighed in surrender. He extracted himself from between Ashley and the pillows, and returned to the corner of the bed directly opposite his lover. "Now, what do you need?"
"Blood. I need blood. And yours is so..."
"Blood, got it." Andy stood and reached for his phone from the night stand. There was silence in the room except for the tapping of Andy's fingers on the keyboard of his phone.
"Andy, what are you doing?" Ashely asked.
"Texting Sandra. She says she has cougar and elk, which do you prefer?"
"Why...how the hell did you know Sandra's a vampire?"
"She's your cousin, right? I'm not stupid. Clearly if she's related to you then she's also Deviant, am I correct?"
"No. She's my cousin on my mom's side. Orion high line." Ashley adjusted a bit, his muscles loosening.
"Orions are hunters, right?"
"Yes. And Sandra's quite a talented one, despite being half blood."
"Are you calm? Or, well...calmer?" Andy asked.
Ashley nodded, hesitantly.
The human crawled back over, curling his head into his boyfriend's lap once again. "Cougar or elk? Sandra wants to know, now."
"Cougar."
They were silent a moment as Andy responded. "What was that you were saying earlier? About my blood?"
"So good," Ashley breathed.
"I thought you didn't like human."
"I usually don't. But I like you. Oh, fuck, you tasted so good." Ashley's breathing sped up a bit.
"Tasted good like a decent meal or tasted good like a gourmet chocolate cake?"
"Good like fine wine or apple cider moonshine. Intoxicating and alarming and..." Ashley trailed off, but his body was speaking for him now. Andy could feel a growing erection in the vampires hello kitty pajama pants.
"Oh." Andy rolled over so he could nestle his face into his boyfriend's crotch.
"Mmh, Andy," Ashely moaned. His fangs were still out and every sense was on high alert.
"So do vampires just naturally come with a blood kink or am I special?" Andy asked, lightly pawing at the growing bulge.
"Little bit of both?" Ashley squeaked.
Andy worked a bit more intentionally, starting to pull at the elastic waste band of Ashely's pants. "Oh? Do explain."
The vampire was short of breath, horny, and hungry, and his boyfriend wanted explanations? "Well...Vampire mating, right?" His breath hitched. "Well, it's sort of a blood thing. They-" A squeak. "They have to drink each other's blood. It's sort of a-" A low moan. "Sort of a magic thing. They get each other's blood flow-" He gave in, fisting his hands in Andy's hair and groaning, low and loud in the back of his throat. "They get each other's blood flowing through their veins and become one," Ashley breathed, quickly. He pulled Andy up into his lap and kissed him, hard. He was still cautious with his fangs, making sure not to cut up his boyfriend's mouth. But he still kissed with that force that made Andy feel as if he could fly.
"Magic blood sex, got it," Andy responded, harshly as he pawed at his boyfriend's waistline. Kisses got sloppy, trailing down necks and away from mouths.
"It's more complicated than-" Ashley tried to argue. Andy's mouth latched onto a nipple. "Oh fuck it." He pushed the singer back onto the bed and climbed on top, grabbing the elastic of Andy's plaid boxers and jerking them down to his ankles.
"Fuck, yes Ashley," Andy groaned, bucking his hips up, slightly. The sheer lust of the moment had driven all thoughts of Ashley's freak out from both of their minds.
But Ashley still needed blood. He shoved the thoughts of biting into Andy's soft, pale flesh aside. Instead, he teased at the singer's nipples with his mouth and one hand, while the other hand worked his dick to hardness. The little moans and whimpers he received in response were enough to drive anyone crazy.
"Oh, yes. Fuck, Ashes, need you." Andy was already squirming. Ashley was teasing his nipples in that way that could make him cum, even without the hand fisted around his dick.
"What do you need?" The Deviant growled. The smell of Andy's blood rushing south and the sound of his heavy breathing was teasing at the vampire, threatening to break through what little of his willpower was holding him back from devouring the human.
"Your mouth, please," Andy managed to beg between breaths. "Want your mouth on my cock."
Ashley was so far gone there was no means of saying no. His kisses trailed further down, leaving hickeys across the skin and reveling in the almost-taste of blood as it pooled beneath the surface of the skin. He could even hear the blood vessels pop from the harsh sucking.
"Ashley, please," Andy groaned again. Hands were fisted in the older man's hair, pushing his face down, closer to his lover's groin.
The bassist gave in, tongue flicking over the tip of Andy's already leaking cock before wrapping his mouth around the head. He dropped all the way down until his bottom lip quivered against the singer's balls and his dick hit the back of Ashley's throat. Then Andy was guiding, both hands in the vampire's hair pushing and pulling Ashley's head up and down.
"Hey, Ash. I brought that-" Sandra's voice came from the hall, but she was cut off when she saw what was happening.
Ashley pulled his head from Andy's groin. "Downstairs." He ordered. Sandra took that to mean for her to go, and she did. A few moments later, the vampire could smell and hear the blood being warmed to body temperature on the stove.
"C'mon babe, finish me," Andy insisted. He nudged Ashley's chin with his thigh, redirecting the older man's attention.
The bassist returned to his lover's cock, teasing his tongue just under the head in a way he knew drove him absolutely insane. He wrapped his hands tighter around the singer's thighs, pulling him closer as he licked a stripe up the underside of his cock. Then he dropped his head back down to suck and lick at the skin, bobbing his head up and down.
Andy's back arched, and his hands left the bassist's hair in favor of clenching at the bedspread. He moaned and whimpered, hips rocking, slightly, to the same rhythm of Ashley's mouth up and down his cock. Even worse, he was begging. "Ash, please, yes," and "just like that," were laced with deep moans when his lover hummed, cock deep in his throat, and whimpers when the head was licked and the tip prodded.
Ashley was going insane. His fangs were still out, and he was doing all he could to keep them from even touching the singer's sensitive cock. The younger man was getting to him, though. Ashley found himself grinding into the edge of the bed just for some friction.
The singer's muscles began to flutter. Knowing what was next, Ashley pinned his boyfriend's hips to the bed and sunk his head down all the way, swallowing around the head before rising up to the tip one last time. Andy's hands fisted back in Ashley's hair, and he sat up off the bed, curling around his lover's head and shoulders as he released. He didn't even bother to hold back the loud moan of ecstasy that resulted.
Ashley swallowed all his boyfriend had to give, and seconds later, his cum splattered the bedspread and floor. Andy was still whimpering little comments of "fuck," and "yes," as he flopped back against the sheets. The vampire untangled himself from the younger man's grasp and bolted downstairs.
"Ash?" Andy inquired. He took a bit more time getting up off the bed, pulling his - well Ashley's boxers back on, and slowly trailed his way down the stairs.
"Slow down. You'll make yourself sick," Sandra chastised. Ashley had his black "don't talk to me" mug turned almost upside down as he gulped down the contents.
"More," he gasped, slamming the mug onto the counter.
"No. Digest that first," Sandra ordered, placing one hand over the top of the mug and the other on Ashley's chest.
"Andy's right there. I don't wanna-"
Sandra glanced over Ashley's shoulder to see the singer slowly descending the stairs. "You can't even see...no way...you didn't..."
Ashley only nodded.
"FUCK!" Sandra hissed.
"I'm sorry I couldn't-"
"Yeah, I know. Here. Just..." She poured a thick, crimson liquid into Ashley's mug and pressed it into his hand.
Ashley instantly pulled it to his mouth, sloshing a bit out onto his hand. He gulped all of the liquid down in a matter of seconds, then lapped the rest up from where it had spilled across his knuckles.
"Sit," Sandra ordered, pushing down on Ashley's shoulder. The Deviant responded, instantly, dropping to the ground.
"Andy, come here."
"No-" Ashley tried to protest. But Sandra shot him a steady glare that clearly read "don't argue with me."
"It's alright. He won't hurt you. I won't let him," Sandra insisted.
"I know," Andy said. "I'm not scared because I think he'll hurt me. The fear you smell on me is...well I don't wanna lose him."
"How do you know this shit?" Sandra asked.
"Explain later," Andy responded, shrugging the drummer's hand from his shoulder. He crouched down to Ashley's level and held his hand out. "Is it okay if I-?"
Ashley nodded, slightly, and Andy's hand settled on his knee. He gently stroked his hand up and down the bassist's thigh in an attempt to soothe the panic. "That felt really good, you know?" Andy babbled.
"What?" Ashley breathed. "I give you blow jobs all the time, that was nothing."
"No. The bite. Feeling your fangs in my skin. Sure, it kinda stung, but it felt..."
"It felt like fire in your gut. Felt like a thousand needles prickling across your skin," Sandra interrupted. "It was like a hot spring in the middle of a blizzard or a pool of ice water on the hottest day of summer in Florida."
"That's...exactly what it..." Andy couldn't form sentences.
"I'm calling your mother," Sandra said to Ashley, reaching for her phone from where she set it on the counter.
"No. Please, you know how my parents will feel about this," Ashley responded.
"Well they can get the fuck over it. You're-"
"True mates. Yeah. I know. I've known since I met him. I'm taking him to the reunion tomorrow and we'll be mated officially before the elders. Now put the phone away. I'll deal with my mother myself."

Notes

So this is already posted in ff.n (same username) but thought I'd post here too. I swear I did not steal this. Actually it's a rewrite of a fanfic I wrote like 5 years ago but there were SO MANY plot holes. Anyways, enjoy!

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