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“You sure? It’s Limbo. Don’t you want the shortcut?” Magik would question Eric’s choice in skipping out on the fast track back home. Can’t blame her for the worry. Recovering from Dracula left a serious number on him. If anything seemed off she needed to be on a look out.
“I’m sure. Call it taking the scenic route.”
Magik wasn’t buying it. She was suspicious. Why didn’t he want to go through Limbo? Demon in disguise that would lose its illusion through her realm? It was like he could read her mind with the lowering of his sunglasses.
“Jake is picking me up.”
“Ah! Booty call. Why didn’t you just say so?”
“Illyana-”
“Am I wrong-?”
“Just fuck off already.”
She gave a cheeky smile before giving a blown kiss.
“Tell him I said Hola~!”
And she blinked out of existence. Him and his collection of goth daughters he's collecting. It’s his fault for having a sassy personality. It attracts a type.
Just ask everyone that meets him.
Until Jake could arrive he would stop by his favorite coffee place to get him a brew. The barista sure was a confused woman on who these men were, but knew damn better than to question the guy with sharp teeth and glowing eyes. He can just have his latest drink and enjoy the night. Took him a minute this time around. Jake liked himself a black brew, made sure to make plenty of jokes on that, but he figured to play it up a little.
They had a more unique dynamic compared to that of Steven and Marc. Jake was a man that was able to itch a scratch that Eric had. An itch that wasn’t going to be believed by anyone that he had. Fine by him. Like hell he needed a dirty secret like that out. If anyone asked, it was just a new form age of therapy.
Order was made, drink was taken, and he returned to his spot for Jake to pick him up from.
It was a nice night. Very peaceful. Cool, quiet, and calm. Moments like those were far and few in between. Had to savor it for a while. Let his eyes close and take it in. The smells of New York weren’t the most floral, but he could find those notes. Garden shops to flower boxes. Bakers and street vendors. There were soft scents through all the crime and grime.
There was also the scent of a cigarette.
He would open his eyes and see that rough face under its cabbie cap. He was enjoying the moment all the same.
“There is my chariot.” Eric would flash Jake a toothy smile. Let his fangs show with near pride. Smile was returned, with the cigarette between his teeth.
“Mi bastardo…dame un poco de amor.”
Eric would walk over only to have the collar of his trench coat grabbed. Was forced down to meet his lips, and had puffs of smoke leaving between them. Some even went down his throat. Ended up coughing to Jake’s amusement.
“And I got you coffee and everything. Ungrateful…”
The coffee was shoved into his hands, and it just made the third alter laugh again. He had a soft spot for being a bastard to Eric. Call it playing with death. A half vampire wasn’t anything he couldn’t handle. He could handle whatever was spat out.
“You left me with so many bite marks. One had to get stitched up! Think you can handle my bullshit.” He smarted back iin his walk back to the driver side. Eric couldn’t really argue against that. He sure messed Marc up. Didn’t help he had bitten Steven plenty before that too. Guess Jake could get his turn in being rough.
Eric was counting on it.
“The hell did you get me? Tastes like ass. Hell, worse than ass!” Jake complained. Eric just gave an innocent shrug while sitting in the passenger side.
“Gave you your favorite."
“And that is-?”
“Half dark and half milk.”
“Half dark and half milk-? And since when was that my favorite?”
Eric gave the corniest smirk.
“When did we start dating again?”
Jake gave a groan at such a lame joke. It was like he was trying to annoy him.
Oh that song and dance.
“If this doesn’t say you missed me then nothing will. You did all that extra biting to make sure I got a good feeling to I bet.” Eric gave another shrug. Acted like he had no idea what he was talking about. Just kept his taunting grin while relaxing in his seat. Enjoyed the ride and the banter called foreplay. Get each other revved up through their own means.
Jake would peek over to Eric now and again while driving. Let the smoke fill the car and enjoy not needing to play nice. Sometimes you need someone to be a dick towards.
Still….Gotta make sure it’s all clear.
“Dracula really did a number on ya. I can tell. I've been watching when I could…You seem pretty alright, but…..That is kinda it I guess. You seem to alright….Got anything bubbling?”
Caught Eric off guard to be so directly spoken about this. Had to roll the window for a bit of air now. Carried a silence for a while. Jake wanted to push, but if he pushed too hard he might break him. It was hard to let him have space. That wasn’t what he was made to be. He was a protector. An aggressive one no less. He had to be there and shield against the worse. Shame he couldn’t apply that to Eric too.
“It’s….Been hard….Nightmares, still feeling his presence…..It isn’t easy…..But whenever I am with you guys it just….Isn’t bothering me. It doesn’t even cross my mind. He lingers, but he always lingers anyway….I wont be top notch again for a while, but when I’m with you guys it feels like I am.”
Jake reached over to give his thigh a comforting pat. Eric would bring his own hand to hold onto his. A mutual squeeze was shared.
“Just had to make sure. Don’t say it’s because I’m soft. It’s because I ain’t afraid to look you in the eye.”
“One of the reasons I love you.”
“Igualmente…..Ahora ponte a ello!”
He hardly had a moment to look over before Jake had grabbed the back of his head, and forced his face right into his crotch. Had to twist his body to keep from pulling a muscle with the awkward angle. Having a face full of crotch and a steering wheel near your head was something to worry about.
“Show me those skills you Vamps are famous for. Get to it, vein licker.”
Not many people would think an insult like that would be hot, but not everyone is a half vampire either. Imagine the humiliation if anyone saw this. Saw him be called something like that and just take it. Take it with a hand on the back of his head as the man driving just kept on smoking and driving.
“And don’t think about using your hands. You got teeth. Use em, pal.”
Humiliating.
Arousing.
He didn’t obey immediately, which did get Jake a touch nervous. Eric was recovering from something rather traumatic. Was he pushing too far too quickly?
His shoulders relaxed when he felt his zipper get pulled down.
He may be the more protective of the alters, but he protects more than just themselves.
With the zipper down Eric would then take his trench coat off and toss it into the back seat. Just kept getting caught on things. This was already an awkward angle as is. Rather avoid risks right now. Imagine getting in a car wreck because of this. No thanks. He rather have his humiliation be a bit more consensual right now.
Once it was tossed aside he was able to lay a little more comfortable. Rest his hand on Jake’s knee, while the other was on the neighboring thigh. Give him a bit of leverage as he ran his tongue over the clothed crotch. Have his spit soak it, and have his own bite with teasing and edging. Get him annoyed and earn what punishments the Alter had planned.
“Oh you little mierda….Oh you missed me bad huh?” Jake had to chuckle at the teasing he was given. Call it a quiet reassurance that Eric was in the mood. He doesn’t get all tease filled when having a bad day after all. There was still that grin of fangs. Fangs that could tear him to shreds if he truly wanted to.
Who had all the power was not a question to hold.
It was mutual.
Even if seeing it only from the outside.
“Get to work, you filthy vamp. Get to sucking before I make you myself. Don’t think I won't." Jake warned, and Eric would listen. Hated to admit how hot it was to get ordered around. He could just turn his brain off, and do it safely. Trust that if his instincts acted up that Jake would put him right back into his place. This swap of dominance was sanctuary.
Eric tugged at the boxers and pulled them down with his teeth alone. Set Jake’s cock free and now had it rubbing against his cheek. Just a face full of cock with a owner that was still focused on the road. Kinda impressive. Just worked on his light and kept driving. Where? He wasn’t sure. Wasn’t like he cared to focus either. He was busy with other things.
He would bury his face into the base of the hard cock. Have his nose inhale the sweaty musk and have his tongue lap over his balls. Swallow away at the collected sweat. Got himself drunk from it almost. Always had a thing for the smell of his partners. It was just this weird primal trigger in his brain. The vampire in him that wanted that flavor on his tongue as soon as possible.
“That’s a good boy~”
Hearing that above him also triggered that devil in his head. Made him want to do more. Feed on more. Suck on his scrotum and keep inhaling that sweaty musk. It was all subconscious with the fact he was just turning his brain right off. Whatever Jake told him to do he would obey with out much fight. A tease here and there, but that was more so to convey he was in the mood still. Over all he was just there to be used.
His hips would grind themselves into the center console while he used his skilled tongue to pleasure Jake. Lick and suck what he could access between his deep breaths. Have his own cock ache as much as he gave him pleasure.
“Qué puta chupadora de pollas. No puedes tener suficiente?”
Eric could only moan at the insult.
“Thought so….Now why don’t you stop teasing, huh?”
Eric felt a hand pull at his braids. Yanked his face right up, and the back of his head was then pushed. He was forced to swallow down the entier length of his cock. Fortunately there was a perk of being a half blood. He had zero gag reflex. Went down like water in a pipe. Still gave him a choke from a blocked air way, but he would adjust. He always did. Would think his throat would have it memorized by now.
“We still got traffic to deal with, so you better be cozy. Cozy?”
He was yanked right back off his cock, spit was sparkling off his fangs, and he took a proper breathe for the moment he could.
“Pretty cozy when there isn’t much to work with-”
“You little-!”
Eric still had time to smirk before being shoved right back into his place. There to be a glorified cock warmer over actually anything else. Couldn’t make Jake cum in the middle of traffic. That ruined the fun. He was here to just be a hole that moved when demanded. No thoughts needed. Just obey, and take the punishments he earned.
One was about to be given, and his skin was already getting goosebumps from anticipation. To feel Jake’s hand force his tank top up. Rough hand rubbing down his spine, and finding the usual spot. The usual spot for him to make a ash tray.
Jake was playing a dangerous game whenever he did that. Every time he put his cigarette out on the arch of his back. Tap away at the ash. Every time was a massive risk to making Eric instinctively bite down. Could straight up lose his dick!
That was the fun.
“Wonder how many cig’s I can smoke through before I can find a spot to park. Wanna make a guess?” Jake taunted him as he started up another stick. Course Eric wasn’t in the best position to respond, but thats just what dirty talk is meant for. To give your partner arousal and the scene flavor. Flavor that the Alter could tell was doing good work on his partner. Seeing him try and collect friction but the angel offered so little. Just had to rely on the words and the burns.
It ended up being four.
With such a fast healing factor it could have been twenty and neither would be the wiser.
“Here should work…Now get off and get in the back. Face down, ass up.”
With the taxi parked Eric was able to pull off. The amount of spit was obscene. Lips were shining like gloss, and fangs seemed even sharper. Was like the arousal in his blood stream made the vampire in him come out to play.
“The hell are we?” Eric would speak, with a touch of a rasp.
“Parking garage. So you better not moan to much. Gonna echo locate~”
“I am not Morbius. I don’t use that.”
“He echo locates?”
“Yeah, and it is stupidly effective.”
“Hm…..Good to know….”
Guess that was his fun fact of the day. Good to know. Next time he crosses the Doctor’s path he better wear ear plugs. Good to know.
Jake would poke his head out of the open car door to make sure no one was actually around. Was really late but there is a thing called night owls. He did his best to park as far away as possible. As fun as it is to push the envelope they were still two men with a lot of enemies. Sex leaves you pretty vulnerable.
With the cost cleared he gave Eric a whistle to move it.
Damn did Jake never get tired of the view. Who could? Who would ever grow bored of such a stunning sight? To walk around to the back seat and be treated to the view of the Vampire Slayer’s ass being perched up in your back seat?
“Me encanta verlo~”
“Do you say that every time you have a man bent over?”
“Just the blood suckers.”
No warning was given when he sent his hand into his ass. If it weren’t for the leather the echo would have been diabolical. Might have left a mark. Eric hoped it did anyway.
“Give me your wrists, chico murciélago.” Jake snapped his fingers at him and Eric gave a reluctant sigh. Kinda had to. What Jake was going to do to him was going to be rough, and the Alter didn’t want the Dhampir clawing up his back seats like a cat in heat. Safety per caution.
“Good boy.”
Jake would reach under the back seat and pulled out a pair of handcuffs. At this point they were used more for Eric than anyone else. Snapped them right on and gave them a tug to make sure it was secure. Now was time for the real fun.
Jake got to work on undoing Eric’s belt and got a rather interesting idea from it.
“Jake-What are you doing-?” Eric gave a gag as his own leather was being used against him. The belt was buckled right around his neck, and he was leashed. No means to move his arms, his air flow at risk, his mobility essentially gone.
“Let’s play a game, guapo. What’s gonna happen first? Me cumming or you passing out from lack of air?”
“You are deranged.”
“Acting like that isn’t your type~”
Jake gave a yank and Eric choked out a wheeze. His eyes were fluttering as Jake finished pulling his pants down. Least he was considerate enough to lube himself up. Gotta do something nice when choking his lover out.
“Oh I’ve missed this ass.” Jake used his free hand to give said ass a hard squeeze. Spread around the excess lube on his skin. Appreciate the meal he was about to devour.
Jake would bring his tumble over Eric’s hole and taunted it with the lube. Threaten to push in but never gave itch the scratch. He wanted to make Eric beg for attention. Well, beg as good as a man being choked out could.
“Choking and teasing. Can't get a break with you-“ Eric would grit through his teeth. Only earned him another yank at the belt. Another gasp was escaping his lips as Jake enjoyed the sound of it. Was heaven to his ears. Make him choke on his own words.
“Ah ah ah~ Have some manners, Guapo~”
The snarky comment earned the Alter a snarl from Eric. He adored whenever Eric got more aggressive. Hear him get those pent up and vampiric sounds out. The poor man never liked getting that side active. But here and now? Jake was going to force them out.
There had been enough teasing. Now was time to make his boy toy howl.
He pressed the tip of his cock against his hole and forced himself to bottom out. Right then and there. Eric was not expecting that. The cuffed hands behind his back flexed sharply, with nails that seemed to retract into sharper points. The growl that left his throat was primal, and Jake was certain his eyes changed to an entirely different color. An intense pain was washing over him, and it was making the monster inside of him come out to play.
“Took it pretty easy, didn’t you? Thought so. Built to take this cock and love it.”
Jake gave into an unapologetic thrusting. No slow build, no gentleness, he was going in and taking what he wanted. Was making Eric speak in growls and hisses compared to any words. If he wasn’t hissing he was gasping for air whenever Jake felt he had ‘to much oxygen’ in his lungs.
“Filthy vein licker. Just a half breed that can only snarl and bark. Huh? Can’t talk? All you do is wheeze and choke on blood. Indulge and never be satisfied. You aren’t the top dog here tonight, you undead freak.”
The insults were making Eric moan between the primal ticks in his vocabulary. If he wasn’t fighting for air, hissing like a snake in heat, he was moaning.
Jake would balance himself out through the back seat show. Make sure to slack the belt whenever he heard him wheezing to hard, but didn’t ease up the pain. Oh no no no. Just because Eric was given a chance to breath didn’t mean he was free. No, Jake stroke up more cigarettes and brought them back to his favorite spot to burn him with. When it was in his teeth he would make sure to leave a hand print right on his ass. Force him to have a sting that will last. He was making Eric’s healing factor work.
“You love this, huh? Built to be abused. You want me to choke you harder, huh?”
Eric gave a noise that sounded like a yes, but he won’t accept it. Not unless it was real words.
“Say that again, Guapo? What do you want?”
“Jake….please….”
“Use your words. You’re a half breed. You should have some brains in there. Say. It.”
“Please-! Harder.”
“What harder? Say it!”
“CHOKE ME HARDER!”
“Ese es el buen chico de papá~”
He fulfilled the request and gave a hard yank to the belt. Didn’t need to see his face to know his eyes were rolling to the back of his head. Hell, he came.
“No way-“ Jake didn’t expect that. Genuinely, he didn’t. This was a total on the fly moment. Guess he learned now that Eric was really into choking. Maybe there was some truth to his insults. Vampires and their necks.
He wasn’t going to end it there, though. No no. He didn’t get his fill yet. He wasn’t done until he got his needed load out of his system. So, he grabbed the back of Eric’s top and forced him out of the back seat. Was now slumped to the ground, head resting against the side of the seat, covered in his own cum, and now had a wet cock pressing against his dazed face.
“We ain’t done yet, puta. Suck.”
He kept his grip on the belt and forced Eric’s face forward. All Eric could do was take it. Take the cock down his tightened throat. Have his mouth become his fleshlight in the middle of a parking garage. He took it, and got hard again because of it.
“You and that refractory period. Gonna cum from sucking cock alone? Bet you will. Fucking half breed. Getting off to sucking. All you are good for. Sucking dick dry.”
Eric would only respond with a moan, as his head was grabbed tightly. Felt like his cock might burst through the other side of his head with how hard he was going. Even with his lack of a gag reflex it was rough. Spit was pooling and drilling all over himself. Leaked out of his nose as he could only let it happen. His arms were retrained, his pants around his ankles, he was just a hole meant to be fucked.
And he loved it.
“Mierda. Estoy cerca. Será mejor que te lo tragues todo.”
He was going to cum at any second now. He was trying to hold back, but it was feeling too good. Seeing such pretty eyes full of tears was enough to send anyone over the edge. He just forced Eric’s face deep into his pelvis, and made him swallow. Swallow as much as he could, but the load was too big and his throat too sore. Some was being forced out of his nose. That extra level of sensory pain made his knee stimulated cock spurt again.
It was an intense mess.
Jake didn’t pull out until he had properly dumped. Kept his cock lodged in the Dhampir’s throat for a good minute after. Let himself catch a breath over Eric.
Once he was stable he pulled out to see such a beautiful sight. A cum covered, panting, vampire slayer. There like a used condom. Taxi and all.
Jake may have snapped a photo. You can’t prove he didn’t after all.
“So…..You really like choking, huh?”
Eric gave a cough in response. Throat too sore to say anything, even if he wanted to. He was satisfied at least. That was something Jake could tell easily. Even in a weakened state like this Eric could so easily snap those handcuffs. He simply didn’t because he was enjoying the after glow.
“I’ll keep that noted for next time, Guapo. Now let’s clean you up and get you home. Our home, that is.”
Jake reached under the back seat again and pulled out a towel to wash Eric up with. Didn’t like him raise a finger. He was the one who fucked him up after all. Only fair he clean him too. Also, he wanted to admire his handy work. Belt choking like that normally would kill people, so he wanted to appreciate the pretty line it left around his neck.
Cleaned up, pants up, belt back, he would be guided to lay in the back seat. Jake even used both their jackets to help him have a pillow to rest a little. Gonna be a long drive to the outskirts after all. Least he could do.
“Want me to add choking to our little dinner menu?” Jake teased from his driver seat.
“Yeah…..Add it to the menu…” Eric would whisper out. His eyes were closed but his expression was satisfied. Not quite a smile, but Jake knew Eric really needed that. Just had to turn his brain off for a while.
“You got it, mi amor. Dormir bien.”
Jake would get back to driving, but every so often he would check the mirror to see how Eric was doing. Hell, hadn’t seen him sleep that good in ages. Guess he can take the scenic route. Who says he couldn’t? A nice peaceful drive until he can get him. Let the guy sleep as long as he needed.
Eric always took care of his boys, so why not return the favor?
Through every moon cycle.