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Bitten Apple ~ (1x1 between Femmesto and LustfulSins)

"Should have just let me help you then you wouldn't be in pain." Shawn returns to the living room and perches on the couch in a squat, leaning against the back. It makes him look like a ragged, redheaded gremlin. There's a big simile on his face as he stares at his giant mug of coffee for a heartbeat, then takes several large gulps of the very hot liquid. It doesn't seem to bother him.

"There's very few things vampires can eat that our bodies will actually digest. Coffee is one, tea, I guess, because it's mostly water. Watermelon, cucumber, oranges. Again, mostly water. If it takes the regular human body more than half an hour to digest, it's likely to just sit in the vampire's stomach until they vomit it up, mostly undigested. And having food in the stomach for long periods can make us really sick." Shawn shrugs, then takes another gulp of his black coffee.
 
Reggie glared at the vampire when he mentioned about his ideal situation last night. "I don't need your help. My blueballs should go away eventually. Not the first time I suppressed myself." Reggie hoped he would be okay. He hasn't often visited this kink that often and normally it would go away . . but maybe it was too much this time. Reggie still had some time and he just woke up. Reggie eyed the red head as he gleefully sipped his coffee. "Don't you look super sexy." he said sarcastically, seeing his gremlin pose. Reggie sipped his coffee as he heard the options the other could have and nodded his head lightly. "Interesting." he noted a she slipped his drink.


Reggie then eyed his own wrist before looking at the vampire. "How often do you guys need to replenish on blood?" he asked, wanting to know more about his guest. "Also, were you turned into a vampire or born as a vampire?" Reggie couldn't believe he stabbed a vampire last night, but he was willing to fight to live and it was a fight or flight moment.
 
Shawn sticks his tongue out at Reggie when the man mockingly calls him sexy. He doesn't care, this is comfy. And he hasn't had coffee in so long. At the coven, he wasn't allowed to have anything. When asked about blood, the vampire shrugs.

"I mean, a week without put me in this condition. Technically, a vampire won't die without blood. Only decapitation or burning kills us. Starvation just drives us to madness. Eventually, a starved vampire will lose all sense of logic and start attacking people in broad daylight. Blisters don't seem to matter when consumed by bloodlust." Shawn tips his head back to down the rest of the giant mug of coffee. Then he licks his lips as he sets the mug on the coffee table. "Ideally, we feed every day, but usually that only happens if a vampire has a blood harem. Feeding from the same person every day will eventually push them so far into anemia they suffer a heart attack and die."
 
Reggie noticed the other's mug on the table and gets up with a grunt and grabbed it, smiling lightly. "Want me to refill this?" He figured the other didn't have a coffee limit since he guzzled down this mug. As he walked to the kitchen to refill his mug, he heard the vampire talk about how long he could go without blood and this made Reggie think. Did Shawn go for a week without blood?! But this male was part of a coven . . . did they starve him? Or was the coven doing some crazy shit that even Shawn seemed unethical?

Reggie walked back with the coffee and setting it in front of the vampire with a light smile. "So if you were to drink from me again today, I might die?" he asked perking a brow. He wanted to explore his kink a little. Maybe the action of the other biting him might be able to get him off before his current situation was bothering more then it should. Maybe he should have asked Shawn for help. It was just a crazy situation yesterday.
 
Shawn nods rapidly when offered a refill of coffee. While he waits, his eyes drift around the room. He can see in the dark perfectly well, he just hadn't really looked around last night. His hands fiddle with the hem of his shirts. He should shower and maybe ask Reggie if he can borrow clothes. His only other set is still at the coven house, and he really doesn't want to go back. He knows they're waiting for him there.

When Reggie returns with the mug, Shawn is quick to pick it up again. Even just holding it in his hands, feeling the heat of it, is a comfort. He shakes his head when reggie asks if he'll die. "I meant over a long period of time. Like, maybe within a month of daily feedings. A few days in a row might at worst make you exhausted and unable to move much."
 
Reggie bought back his cup of coffee, setting it on the table. At the mention of how often the other would drink him, he blinked when he said it would limit his mobility. "Oh, we don't want that. But if you need a refill, you can just ask me." Reggie noticed how the male messed with the hem of his shirt with a light sigh, the male got up. "The bathroom is open for you if you want to use it to shower. I will find some spare clothes for you, and you can shower as well. Matter of fact, let me see if I have some spare clothes for you." The male got up, setting his own mug down and scampered off to his room, digging his spare closest. Soon, he found a pair of dark jeans and a basic t shirt, bringing that downstairs.

Once he was back downstairs, he looked at Reggie. "Want me to wash your current clothes in the meantime?" he asked the other lightly, seeing how worn and raggedy they were. "Or do you want me to toss them out?" he asked the vampire, feeling his current situation get better, but anytime he thought about the other biting him, his balls would ache. "I think I am going to need your help for my current situation. It isn't going away."
 
Shawn takes a gulp of his coffee, looking up when Reggie offers him the shower and clothing. Perfect! Now he doesn't have to ask. Then Reggie leaves the room, and Shawn is done his coffee again before the ginger returns. The jeans and shirt are taken from Reggie. "Uh, don't toss my clothes. I don't have anything else."

Shawn stands, then turns back toward Reggie when the man mentions he may need help after all. The vampire smirks, stepping closer to Reggie. "Well, why don't we shower together, then?" Shawn traces one finger down the midline of Reggie's chest and stomach, to just below his navel. Then he turns his back, peering down the hall. "Mm, which door is the bathroom?
 
Reggie nodded his head. "I will wash them then." but before he could move away, what the other said perked his interest. Reggie could feel himself begun to harden again and the male groaned in pain. "Shit, knock it off!" Reggie placed his clothes on the table and noticed the other practically ghosted his fingers on his body before leaving to the shower. "This vampire is going to be the death of me." Reggie showed the male the bathroom which was up the stairs and along the hallway. "In here . ." and gulped, seeing the shower. Why was he freaking out? Reggie looked down at himself, moving the robe to see his balls even more swollen. "I guess so." Reggie was blushing as he took his robe off, turning on the water. "Do you like your water hot or warm?" He asked.
 
Shawn laughs, following Reggie to the bathroom. Standing by the counter, he removes his leather arm wrap and rings, followed by the leather cord with the steel rings on it. One hand ruffles his hair, and he grimaces at the slightly greasy feel of it. "You pick the temperature. I don't feel heat as strongly as humans."

With his back to Reggie, Shawn strips off his layered tanks and drops his jeans. No briefs beneath means he's now completely naked to the ginger's eyes. As is his cream white skin. His hips, ass, and all sides of his thighs are covered in a map of pale pink scars. More scars extend up to the middle of his back. Standing in front of the mirror, he doesn't need to turn around for the scars on the front of his hips to be seen. There's the darker pink scar from his most recent stab wound, courtesy of Reggie. And a long, thin scar on his chest two inches to the left of where his heart is.
 
Reggie nodded as he made the water temperature in the middle of warm and the ginger slipped his robe off, revealing his slightly blue balls and a 6 inch length dangling. Reggie was blushing brightly at the intimate situation. "Damn . ." he said, seeing the other male but noticed the scars draping along his body like tattoos. "You are like a pin cushion. Did your coven do this to you? Or are you just reckless?" he asked lightly, raising a brow at the vampire. Reggie instantly touched the scars, his fingers tracing along the skin. "Wow . ." Reggie couldn't help but lay his hand down and practically stroke the red head, soon his fingers landing on his chest and resting there, his eyes soon locking with the other red head. "You are like a patched portrait . . broken but being able to be repaired." Reggie noted as he stepped into the warm water. Reggie let out a groan as the hot water hit his member, massaging the sack down there as he winced. Next time, he wouldn't do something so stupid.
 
Shawn shivers when Reggie starts tracing his scars. A patched painting is a pretty good description. With his back still to the man, their eyes lock in the mirror, and Shawn almost lifts his hand to cover Reggie's on his chest. But then the man steps away and into the shower. Shawn lets out a slow breath before following him.

"My coven did this. Being the pretty boy of the coven has its downsides. But it's fine. I got used to it a long time ago." Shawn tips his head back, closing his eyes as the water sprays him. Then, realizing he never answered Reggie's question about whether he was born a vampire, or turned, his red eyes open to look at the man. "Oh yeah, I was turned, by the way. At eighteen. I'm actually twenty eight."
 
Reggie felt his situation becoming relieved and not so swollen, seeing the blue turn to their normal color. However, once Shawn stepped in, then things got interesting as he eyed the other, both of them sharing the water. Well, this surely didn't happen in Twilight. Or maybe it did just in a later movie. The male squinted his eyes at the thought before he nearly fell to the floor when he found out the age of the male, nearly slipping. "Wow! I guess being a vampire really stops you from getting older." he noted.

Reggie recalled the expression the other had when he touched his scars and begun to do that again, tracing the scar on his chest, soon trailing down to the one along his inner thigh/hip area, smirking. "Does that feel good? I didn't know you were so sensitive."
 
Shawn laughs lightly, shaking his head and sending water flying from his hair. His hands lift to comb through the thick wet strands, pushing it back from his face. "I mean, we age at first, just at a quarter the speed of humans. So when I'm a hundred years old, I might look late twenties, maybe early thirties. The aging stops when we hit two hundred years old, if we're lucky enough to survive that long."

Shawn shudders when Reggie starts touching him again. "Of course I'm sensitive. My bare skin is being touched by a man, the scars have nothing to do with it. My body is conditioned to react to certain touches." Shawn presses his left hand to the wall, skin quivering beneath Reggie's touch.
 
Reggie nodded his head, understanding it. So they just age slower then most people. That was a little fun fact to know about the vampire he was currently sharing a shower with. Why did the vampire have to be so damn hot?! Reggie felt his eyes meet the others as he noticed that arm along the side of his head. "Interesting . . so your body likes my touch then . ." Reggie closed the gap between them, the ginger soon looking up at the other red head. "I wonder what else my touch can do." Reggie traced his fingers along the other's neck. He was getting his revenge from yesterday, especially with his blue balls situation. The man purposely rubbed his knee against his crotch and that triggered everything for the male. Well, made that situation unbearable. Reggie could have the upper hand in this situation.
 
Shawn tilts his head, lips parting slightly. He inhales deeply, then exhales slowly. Despite his skin quivering, his body doesn't react. He's not getting hard, yet. "My body likes the touch of most men, but it takes more than just tracing my skin to get me going, Reggie. I'm conditioned to touch, yes. But gentleness just makes me nervous."

Shawn steps back, even as he slides one hand down Reggie's chest and stomach. His fingers trail along the man's shaft; there's no shyness in the touch. Shawn runs his thumb over the ginger's tip before fully wrapping his hand around Reggie's cock, stroking. "Let me help you with this first."
 
Reggie blinked when the male stated what got him going. "Well I am sorry that I like some foreplay. I also don't want to get attacked like last night, thank you." he lightly bit his arm before the other stepped back. Reggie felt the commanding touch of the vampire on his chest and felt the other stroke his cock, his cock becoming hard again, but this time the pain wasn't that bad since he kind of worked it earlier. "Yes . . please." he felt helpless but he needed to working on something out. Reggie let out a groan as a vein popped in his neck, pulsing a strong and visible point of a strong vein.
 
"Not what I meant. Just, foreplay doesn't have to be soft, you know. I'm not going to break." Shawn has already turned his eyes downward, watching his hand as he runs his fingers along Reggie's shaft. "Speaking of sensitive.."

Shawn laughs lightly. Reggie reacted to his touch so quickly. The vampire kneels down, making himself comfortable on the hard shower floor. His left hand rubs Reggie's thigh. "So, how many men have you been with before?"
 
Reggie heard the vampires words and that made him think. The man was a vampire, so he should be able to handle the ginger. Reggie blinked as the male slipped to the floor, looking down at him. "I have been with 3, thank you." he said matter of factually. Then the ginger smirked. "Trying to see how good you are size up the competition?" Reggie gripped the other's hair lightly, becoming more turned on at the sight before him. His cock was raised and pointing at the vampire, ready for action. "Heh, looks like it's super happy to see you."
 
Shawn gives Reggie a look of pure amusement, like he's entertained by the man's words. "What competition? If you were getting any kind of action, you'd have more self control than this. And don't refer to your cock like it's separate from you. It's not excited to see me, -you- are."

Shawn rolls his eyes before sliding his mouth down the man's cock. His tongue rubs against the underside as his head bobs, lips a tight ring around him.
 
Reggie blushed at that, hearing the words of the vampire. Reggie didn't want to admit it, but the other was pretty hot and the sight before him was pretty hot as well. However, before Reggie could say anything, the male practically was sucking him off and Reggie let out a heavy groan at the sight and feeling of someone going down on him. It has been a while and it was very clear as Reggie curled the other's hair lightly. "Damn, Shawn" he groaned happily.
 
Shawn hums around Reggie's cock, creating small vibrations. His mouth sucks firmly, lips gliding up and down the man's shaft. At one point, a fang grazes Reggie's cock. No blood is drawn, but that sharp point is felt.

Shawn shifts his weight on his knees. Not the most comfortable, but he does take some small pleasure from making Reggie moan. After a few minutes of keeping the perfect pace to keep Reggie from getting near his orgasm, Shawn lowers his head, taking in the man's entire length. He holds his head down, sucking and swallowing around the cock. He doesn't need to breathe near as often as a human, and thus can hold his breath a long time. So he's holding this deep throat, sucking like it's the best treat in the world.
 
Reggie moaned some more as the other practically bobbed on his cock. However, the other male jumped when he felt the fang along his member, a gasp escaping him. "Holy shit, no." He groaned lightly, not liking that feeling of being near death. Reggie was going to push Shawn's head down a little bit more but the vampire took it upon himself and begun to deep throat his cock, a louder groan escaping him. "If you keep going like this, I am going to come." He declared, imagining the thought of blowing his load onto the others face was a sight that he was going to experience. Where else this will lead to? For right now, he was enjoying the blow job though.
 
Shawn has to restrain a laugh at Reggie's reaction to his fang scraping his cock. Laughing would result in choking. Especially with the man's length so far in his throat. Instead, he sets to doubling his efforts when Reggie says he might hit his release. Now, on every downward motion, Shanw presses his lips tight to Reggie's abdomen, sucking an swallowing a couple times before pulling back. Only to repeat, again and again.

When Reggie finally hits his climax, Shawn doesn't let the man pull his head away. Instead, he sinks his head down, lips tight to the base, and sucks and swallows around Reggie's cock to milk him of his seed, swallowing the evidence.
 
Reggie eventually did come, trying to pull away but of course the vampire practially had his cock deep in his throat. "You sneaky vampire." One day he would get the job done. Once he finished, Reggie slowly pulled his cock out of the male's throat, his member going limp. "Damn, that was still hot though." Reggie couldn't help but brush some hair out of the vampire's face, smiling lightly. "You are seriously hot." Reggie complimented, his eyes half way closed due to being in a stupid state of mind. "After this shower . . why don't we cuddle for bit?" he raised a brow, seeing how far he could go with the vampire. He had nowhere to go.
 
Shawn swallows again and licks his lips as Reggie speaks. He tilts his head back when the man brushes his wet hair away from his face, blinking water from his red eyes. Reggie's question makes him snort. "You want to cuddle? Or you want to fuck me? Either is good."

Shawn stands easily, the slippery shower floor no match for his impeccable balance. The he turns around, putting his back to Reggie as he picks up the man's shampoo. He wrinkles his nose at the smell; he prefers dulled smells like sandalwood or charcoal. But this is what's here. Squirting some in his hand, Shawn starts working it through his thick hair.
 
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