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K icking the door shut behind them, Harlow didn’t bother stepping further into the room. He dropped down to his knees, never breaking the kiss as he pressed Foxx to the floor.

The vampire whimpered and started grinding his hard, still-covered cock against him. Pulling back to nip at the man’s bottom lip with his fangs, he sucked on it, lapping up the blood he drew as Foxx hissed. Harlow nipped his way down the vampire’s chin to his throat, pausing briefly to tug the man’s sweater off before burying his face and fangs into Foxx’s slim neck.

The vampire cried out, moaning. Harlow’s hard prick jerked in the confines of his jeans, as the sound vibrated against his lips while he drew in blood. Pulling his fangs free, he lapped at the puncture marks, before trailing down Foxx’s body further, nipping again as he went.

He stopped his descent on reaching one of the man’s beaded pink nipples. Wrapping his mouth around the bud, his action drew a whine from the vampire.

Harlow looked up at the sound and found Foxx staring down at him, his swollen lips were parted, and the man’s cheeks were flushed. Smirking around the bud, he sucked lightly on it, sinking his fangs into the surrounding flesh when the vampire gasped. The sound swiftly changed to a groan.

His cock gave another hard throb as he watched pleasure flicker over the man’s face. Foxx’s heartbeat sped up, the scent of his arousal thickening in the room, along with the spreading blush on his skin. Trailing his gaze down, Harlow followed the slight redness that his beard had left behind, along with the trail of small nicks. Although, those were barely visible compared to the double fanged bite mark now on the man’s neck.

So beautiful, and all his .

Foxx’s face as he’d been watching the human die earlier flashed in Harlow’s head. The vampire’s cheeks had been flushed then too. Smiling, even as tears continued to trail down, his eyes had been full of so much emotion, yet there was also this undeniable stillness. That stillness had been reflected in the rest of his body, because in that moment, all of the shields the vampire used to appear harmless had been down, showing the truly dangerous creature that he was. And just as he had the last time he’d seen it, when the vampire had taunted and killed that ‘mafia’ boss, Harlow felt elated.

Drawing his fangs free, he slowly sat back while licking his lips, his gaze never leaving the now panting man. “What were you feeling when that man died? While watching him?”

Foxx blinked, staring blankly.

“Ha, your mind really does love floating away in pleasure, doesn’t it, Brat?” Chuckling, he gently ran his hand over the man’s chest, before roughly pinching the bud he hadn’t bit, drawing a startled gasp from the vampire, whose gaze snapped back into focus.

Foxx slapped his hand away, rubbing at his nipple while glaring. “The real question is why you still insist on trying to talk to me when you’ve known this for over half a year now?!”

He smirked. “Answer the question.” Harlow gripped the man’s cock through his pants, the vampire arching towards him as he started to rub the bulge. “You were angry, I know that, but what else?”

“Disgusted…that he’d gotten to live as long as he did,” Foxx rasped.

“And?” he pressed, before tugging the man’s pants open and freeing his prick, wrapping his hand around the vampire’s shaft. “There’s more, isn’t there? Tell me all of it.” Harlow gave the man a hard squeeze, before digging his thumb into the vampire’s already leaking slit .

Foxx whimpered. “Over too fast. Sh-should have drawn it out.”

“Mmm, you've got to avoid the lungs if you want it to last.” He started to run his hand over the man’s length. “What else, Foxx? What were you feeling as you were pressing your claws into him, again and again, while his breathing became ragged, and the floor soaked up his blood? Tell me, Brat,” he demanded, hand speeding up as the man’s breathing spiked, the vampire pumping upward into his grasp.

“Angry,” the man said almost absently, his eyes having already started to glaze over again.

Harlow gave Foxx a hard squeeze. The vampire jerked in his hold, whimpering loudly, but clearly he was into it, even though the daze was pushed back again. “I know that already,” he hissed. “Tell me what I want to know.”

“Make me!” Foxx snapped defiantly, a look of challenge in his eyes, even as a tremble made its way through his body.

“Tell me.” His hand not stopping, with his other, he dug his thumbnail into the man’s slit. Pressing down hard, Harlow drew a moan that was mixed with pain from the man, before abandoning his slit to pinch, tug, and dig into the vampire’s foreskin as he pressed it upward over the head with each jerk.

“Oh, fuck!” Foxx whimpered. “Ah, that my h-hatred was validated.”

“And?!” he snapped. “What else ?! What was going through your head during, and in the aftermath, as you watched him die?!” Harlow stopped playing with the man’s foreskin as he felt another tremble trickle through the vampire. Tugging Foxx’s pants down further, he wrapped his hand around his sack, massaging it.

“Revelation,” Foxx moaned, as he humped upward into his touch, getting faster. “That—ah—that there’s no reason not to be as monstrous as they already think I am!”

When he felt the man’s sack begin to pull in his grip, he clamped down hard on the vampire’s shaft, stopping him from coming.

“No!” Foxx protested.

Harlow chuckled thickly, mockingly saying, “Yes.” As he felt the throbbing lessen, he started to jerk him off again. “Come on, Brat, you know you want to tell me. ”

He wasn’t sure why he needed to hear it, but he did. It was more that Harlow just wanted to. He wanted to hear his twisted brat admit what he already knew.

“Fuck you, Old Man!”

He squeezed hard once more as he again felt Foxx about to come.

“Let me come, you right bastard!” Foxx hissed, both fangs flashing.

“I will, when you tell me what I want to know,” Harlow taunted, even as his own prick pulsed painfully and pressed against his fly.

Tears trailed down the man’s face as he stopped him for a third time.

“I’M GOING TO BLEACH AND THEN DYE ALL OF YOUR CLOTHES PINK!” the vampire roared.

He chuckled at the now familiar threat. “Hmm, what I’m hearing is that you want me to stop.”

Foxx whimpered. “No, please!”

“Tell me what I want to know,” Harlow ground out as he clamped back down, once again denying the man what he wanted.

“FINE! S-satisfied, I felt—” The vampire’s words cut off on a cry, Foxx going off the minute he loosened his hold on him. A string of cum sprayed across the man’s chest as his cock spasmed hard.

Harlow jerked the man off through his orgasm, his hand slowing to a stop when Foxx finished.

Blinking up at him slowly, the vampire licked his lips and repeated,

“I felt… satisfied . Utterly and completely satisfied .”

The words sent an odd warmth through his stomach, worsening the pain and need he’d felt while edging the man.

Harlow flipped the vampire over. Yanking Foxx’s pants and boxer-briefs the rest of the way off, he removed his shoes at the same time, before finally freeing himself from the confines of his jeans.

Manhandling Foxx to his knees, he gripped the man’s plump ass. Spreading his cheeks, his cock throbbed hard as he spotted the small, usually hidden freckle to the left of the man’s pucker. “My little sadist,” he growled.

Harlow forced himself to release one globe so that he could reach into his pocket and pull out a single-use packet of lube. Quickly tearing it open with his teeth, he dumped it down Foxx’s crack, causing the vampire to shudder.

“Tell me, Foxx, what would you have done if I had approached you, stripped you down, and fuck you right then and there as he lay dying?” he asked with a dark chuckle, while he ran his finger through the lube and began to press against the man’s hole. “Would you have let me?”

Foxx whined as he pushed one digit inside, the vampire feeling tight around him. Harlow roughly fucked the man with one finger, before pressing in another, the vampire rocking back onto his hand as he groaned. Foxx had just come, but he could smell it…the scent of new arousal. His brat was almost fully hard again. He probed against what he knew was Foxx’s prostate, making the man cry out.

The sound sent a tingle down his spine, and his cock jerked, a drop of pre-cum sliding down to join all the others. He would not last long this first time.

“I bet you would have,” he mused huskily. “I bet you would have enjoyed being fucked again and again, breathless as you watched that human slowly bleed out.”

“Oh, Goddess, yes!” The vampire moaned, before begging, “Please, please, fuck me!”

Tugging his fingers free, Harlow growled, “ Mine !” as he lined up his cock and thrust inside the man. He threw his head back on a low groan, the sound mixing with Foxx’s as he slid fully into the vampire’s tight entrance. “Fucking hell.”

The man was almost too tight to move—almost. Gripping onto Foxx’s hips, he pulled nearly all of the way out before slamming back in. He held Foxx still, not letting him rock back as he started to pound into him. The man screamed and moaned, beginning to claw at the carpet as he rotated, with each thrust hitting just the right spot.

Harlow fucked into Foxx again and again, chasing his orgasm. Seconds ticked by, a tingling forming in his balls as his cock throbbed, and his body grew tauter with each thrust. One moment, his body was holding as taut as a tightrope, and the next, the tension snapped. Harlow shouted out as he filled Foxx’s ass with cum.

Hips still moving as his prick continued to fill the man, he reached underneath the vampire and started jerking him off. Foxx orgasmed again just as he finished.

Harlow shuddered, while the man’s body spasmed and clenched around his softening prick. Gently slipping out, when Foxx remained there with his ass up, he smirked, and without hesitation, dropped down and bit into the vampire’s left cheek.

“WHY?!” Foxx cried.

“Have to mark what’s mine,” he said with a dark chuckle once he pulled his fangs free. Without pausing, Harlow lifted the man up and tossed him onto the bed that was only feet away.

While the man squealed in shock and bounced on the mattress, he pounced on top of him.

“Round two!” Harlow growled.