Worth The Price To Live

A concert, a party, and a thirty minute drive later, the band was back in their hometown. Predictably, Ashley was digging through his backpack for the keys to his convertible. Keys that Andy already had in the ignition of the car.
"Damnit, Andy, why do you always do that?"
"You lose keys. I don't. I took them out of your pants pocket first day of tour and put them with my journals to make sure they wouldn't get lost."
"Well move over. I'm driving," Ashley snapped.
"Give me a good reason to."
Ashley leaned over the open top of the car to kiss his lover, long and slow. "When we get back, I'll let you ride me with the top down before we go inside," he whispered.
"Your wish is my command," the singer responded, biting his lower lip a bit and sliding over into the passenger seat.
"Hey, wait up!" Jinxx called, running up behind the car. He pulled a small matchbook out of his pocket and whispered a few soft words over it. "Don't lose it this time, shithead," he snapped, tossing it in Andy's lap.
Ashley laughed. "And you yell at me for losing my keys," he quipped.
"Shove off."
Jinxx rolled his eyes. "You two have gone too many hours without sex. Go the fuck home." He practically pranced back to where his Sammi was waiting in his truck.
"He's right," Andy commented. "It's been three hours since I gave you that pre-concert blowjob, and five hours since we've fucked. I need a shower, and I need you."
"Yeah, I hear ya. Let's get going." Ashley eased on the gas, engine roaring as he backed out of the parking space and sped out onto the road.
Andy had about enough self control to keep his hands to himself until Ashley got on the interstate. Then he started edging closer across the bench seat.
"Don't think I'm not noticing you over there," Ashley teased.
Andy sighed. "I just want you."
"I'm not stopping you," he responded with a soft shake of his head and a knowing smirk.
The singer bit his lower lip and edged even closer, reaching a hand across to unfasten Ashley's stupidly rhinestoned belt buckle, and then pull the zipper and button free. As usual, the vampire wasn't wearing underwear, and Andy was able to pull his cock free. He palmed and played with it, working the member to a semi-hardness.
Ashley shifted in his seat, gripping at the steering wheel with both hands as he struggled to focus on the road. He still couldn't hold back the slight gasp of pleasure as Andy leaned over and wrapped those perfect lips around the head of his cock. He allowed a hand to slip from the steering wheel to tangle into soft, black hair.
Andy hummed. His mate's cock was hot and heavy in his mouth. He slowly bobbed his head up and down, sucking in his cheeks and lapping at the soft skin. He was so focused on the cock in his mouth, he barely noticed as the car eased into the driveway of the house he shared with Ashley.
As promised, as soon as he cut the ignition, Ashley slid his seat all the way back to make room as his lover climbed to straddle his lap. "Eager, aren't you?"
Andy just grabbed Ashley's face with both hands and kissed him, hard. "Just shut up and fuck me," he gasped as he broke away. He began circling his hips down against Ashley's crotch, pulling insistently at the bassist's ribbed tank top in an attempt to get it out of his way.
"Hey, slow down there, babe," Ashley said with a slight chuckle, peeling the shirt off. He danced fingertips up Andy's bare sides, then pulled him in, tight, kissing hard and petting at the singer's soft skin.
"Can't," Andy gasped against the vampire's lips. "Need you." He tilted his head back, exposing his throat to his lover. At the same time, he slid his hands down his own body, unfastening his tight jeans and pushing them down around his thighs, needing to free his aching cock from the denim constraint.
Ashley pulled the singer in so he could kiss down his throat. He felt the soft pulse of blood through the carotid artery under his lips. The rich fragrance that was a wound up, needy Andy flooded Ashley's senses. His fangs extended with an eagerness and a need the vampire was unfamiliar with, but didn't have the time to think about as instinct drove him to bite. Fangs sunk into the warmth of Andy's throat, blood pooling into the vampire's mouth and driving him further into a frenzy.
"Oh, fuck, babe," Andy whined, fisting hands into hair.
Ashley pulled away and shoved the singer away just long enough to get him turned around and leaned over the steering wheel. "Mine," he growled, grabbing Andy's hips and biting into the soft expanse of skin where back meets hip meets ass and drawing more blood to fire his senses.
The singer whimpered. "All yours," he responded in a gasp.
An annoyed growl issued from Ashley's throat. He tore his nails down Andy's lower back and ass, catching his jeans and boxer briefs and shoving them to the floor. "You wear too much," he whined.
Andy hissed in pleasured pain and then chuckled darkly. "Lube," he demanded. He couldn't really see, but he felt Ashley's hair against his back a moment as the bassist leaned forward to get to the glove box. Then he heard the soft click of the bottle and spluttering sound as the liquid was forced from its containment.
Ashley slicked his fingers down, warming the lube up before running a wet finger from the small of Andy's back down the seam of his ass. He prodded, teasingly, at the tight pucker that was his mate's entrance, but insisted on pacing himself, making sure the human was properly lubed up.
"Ah, shit, yes," Andy groaned out as a finger plunged into him. His grip on the steering wheel tightened as he wiggled his ass back against Ashley's hand. "More," he gasped.
It seemed too soon to add another finger. Ashley needed to pace himself. He could feel the frenzied urge to fully claim his mate rising up in him. So he thrust his finger in and out several times, drawing whines of mixed pleasure and annoyance from Andy. It wasn't until the singer was begging - and loudly - that Ashley finally caved in and eased a second finger in. He only lasted a few slow thrusts before he lost control.
"In me," Andy begged. "Baby, need you in me, please."
Ashley barely had the forethought to lube himself up. He grabbed the human across his tiny waist and pulled him roughly into his lap, lining his dick up to push in almost immediately.
"Fuck!" the singer screamed. His whole body arched and he dug his nails into Ashley's arms. "Right there," he gasped. Andy reached back to tangle a hand in Ashley's hair, pulling a bit as he began to move himself up and down his lover's cock.
"Yeah, baby, just like that," Ashley said, breathily, against the human's neck. He nipped at his shoulder, then reached a hand up to cup Andy's jaw, pulling the younger man in for a heated kiss. His other hand possessively gripped at Andy's hip bone, guiding him down his cock, harder and faster. He even began thrusting his hips up to meet the singer's movements.
Andy moaned out as Ashley's cock slammed up, deeper, into him. He pressed himself further back against the bassist's smooth, tattooed chest. "Touch….touch me," he gasped out, pushing Ashley's hand from his hip to his cock.
The vampire fisted his hand around Andy's cock, pumping slowly. "Like this, baby?" he asked, ducking in for another quick bite to the human's shoulder. The bite tore a bit, and a single trickle of blood traced down his back. Ashley moaned a bit at the sight, then traced the blood back up with his tongue and licked the wound closed.
"Mm-hmm, yeah," Andy whined. He began thrusting his dick up into his mate's hand, making the cock in his ass slip out and shove back in at a different angle. He did everything he could to keep moving, keep the friction going. It was all almost overwhelming.
Ashley's breathing picked up, changed somehow. He held tight to Andy for a few long moments, holding the human's skinny body down on his cock for a few extra moments each thrust. "Need more," he gasped, gripping at soft skin. He brought one hand to his mouth and cut his palm open with a fang. Then he held his bleeding hand up to his mate's mouth.
"You're...oh god…" Andy managed to gasp out before lapping at the wound. The salty-sweet taste of vampire blood danced across his tongue. His senses were flung into overdrive. "So good...need more," the singer insisted, a hand raising to grasp Ashley's wrist.
"All you want," the vampire gasped out. He thrust up, harder, and leaned forward a bit. The space was cramped enough, but he needed to be closer to his mate. He pulled his hands in, grasping at skin and pulling Andy down harder, pressing his chest into the human's back until there wasn't a crack of space between them.
"I...fuck." The younger man grasped Ashley tight, pulling his face over for another deep kiss. "So close," he gasped out. He reached for his cock, pumping it quickly. "Right there, babe, again," he insisted.
Ashley thrust up at the same angle a few more times. He could feel his mate's muscles twitching around him. Andy's thighs started shaking a bit, too. Ashley reveled in the vibration of each ragged, fucked out moan that rattled through the singer's chest. The vampire needed more, still. He sunk his fangs into the human's shoulder one last time, letting the blood pool up in his mouth before swallowing.
"A-Ashley!" the singer called out. His whole body tensed and shook a moment, muscles clenching down on the hard cock inside him. Cum shot up from his hard cock, splattering across his chest and thighs. He felt Ashley continuing to thrust up into him, and somehow was able to push back a bit, needed to keep the friction going.
"That's so hot," Ashley gasped into his mate's ear. He kept his tight hold on the singer's hips and kept thrusting up. The heat and tightness of Andy's ass clenching up around him finally pushed him over the edge. With a final hard thrust and a sharp pull of the younger man down onto his cock, Ashley hit climax. His cock pulsed just a little as he unloaded into his mate's tight little ass, then pulled his softening cock out.
Andy collapsed back against his mate, chest rising glistening with sweat and heaving for breath. "That was fucking amazing," he gasped.
Ashley smiled a bit and buried his face in the back of his lover's neck. He loosely wrapped his arms around the singer. "I'm glad you enjoy it, love."
"You don't." It was a soft statement.
The vampire sighed. "It...it's not that. Andy, you know I love having sex with you. It's just that…"
"Bad circumstances drive you to this. I know." He reached back and pulled the bassist's face close to his, pressing a soft, reassuring kiss to his lips. "I know, baby."
"I do enjoy it, though," Ashley insisted. "Trust me, there is nothing better than having my cock buried inside you and your blood running down my throat."
Andy whimpered a little. "I wish I wasn't too tired to go again, right now. Because I so would."
"Why don't we go inside and get washed up. Then you can tell me what about that vision you had earlier has you so rattled, hmm?"
The prophet cocked his head a bit. "Ash, you know I don't like talking about my visions."
Ashley lightly rubbed his hands up and down his mate's sides. "I know, love. But I'm worried. You're never this rattled about them."
Andy shook his head. "You're right. Let's go inside and get washed up." He reached for where Ashley's tank top had been discarded and use it to clean the cum from his chest. Then he pulled up his pants and climbed out of the car.
Ashley followed suit, zipping his jeans and refastening his belt. He grabbed Andy by the upper arm and pulled him close. "Hey, come here." He lightly cupped the human's face and pulled him in for a gentle, fangless kiss. "You know I love you," he whispered, pressing his forehead to Andy's.
"I know. I love you, too," the singer responded, lightly pecking his mate's lips.
The couple was interrupted by the abrupt noise of slow clapping. "Well isn't this sweet," a menacing voice echoed from the shadows.
Ashley instinctively shoved his mate, protectively, behind him. "Don't you dare touch him," he growled.
Andy froze. He couldn't take his eyes off this stranger. Those eyes, the sharp slant of his nose, all seemed so familiar. "You…" he whispered.
The stranger smirked, cocking his head to one side. "Or what, little brother? I promised you, didn't I? That if you ever loved anyone, I would take them away from you, just like you did my Analee."
"That was an accident," Ashley said, swallowing hard. "I was only 15, Holten. I didn't know-"
"Didn't know?" the man - vampire, Andy corrected himself - roared. "Mother and father warned us about the humans our entire life! But you wouldn't listen! Your recklessness left me with nothing but a headstone and the dust of a half formed childe! You let those humans take everything away from me. Then you had the audacity to go and bind yourself to one."
Ashley's wings spread from between the soft star pattern down his back. His eyes glowed protectively red as he pressed himself back, attempting to conceal Andy from harm. "You will not touch my mate," the bassist repeated in a cold, calm voice.
"You cannot stop me. You will have to kill me. And you never had it in you to stake your own brother, Ashley."
The bassist shook his head. "You know I'm not responsible for Ana's death. If I were, you would have killed me years ago. You've had plenty opportunity." Ashley let his wings relax, standing up straighter. "This isn't about Ana. And I won't let you make it about my Andy." He turned and wrapped an arm across Andy's chest, quickly unfurling his wings in a move that seemed all too practiced. He leaped up into the car, using the spring of the seat to help project him up into the air, into safety.

Notes

Nothing like a cliff hanger to keep you guys reading. Feel free to comment! I had fun writing this story, honestly.