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William could feel it the moment he woke up. The ache in his bones. His soul cried in pain. The burning itch of his skin. It always felt like this the day of a full moon. He took deep breaths, his eyes half-lidded. Usually, he does nothing but rest on these days and prepares for the inevitable of the night. But this time....this time was different. Laying across from him curled up against him, under the warmth of the blankets was the vampire, Remmick. The creature he had met weeks ago, who now lived with him in his home, who he had become weirdly protective and possessive over.
He was a wayward soul just like himself. Forced to live away from society. Isolated. Alone. As they spent more time together the vampire had slowly opened up to him. He also followed William just about everywhere he went. The forest's shielded canopy provides a little bubble of freedom no matter the time of day. Though there were moments where some places they walked through caused the vampire to grimace in pain. The sun may not directly touch him, but it did remind him it was still there. When that happened William would cover Remmick with his body pulling him to a shadier spot.
In all the years alive, Remmick never felt a true connection with someone. Not for lack of trying to fill that void with made family. It wasn't the same. Hive-minded vampires under him never truly gave him what he needed. But now, with William, he could experience it. And he latched onto that. He did everything he could to please. Stayed out of the way when needed. Trying to offer to help with things. However, he would never bite without permission. He did try it once when his hunger got too unbearable. William threatened him, "You bite me, and I’ll throw your ass outside, tie you to a tree and let the sun take you." It was enough to make him obey. Or at the very least ask for a drink before trying to take what he wanted. William akined to the training of a dog. Remmick learned quickly what he could and couldn't do while living with werewolf. A revelation that still was new to him. William did have a softer side behind the gruff rugged persona he put on. Remmick had gotten good at pulling it out of him.
After that first night he let him in, their relationship slowly opened up like a blooming flower. There was a few times Remmick tried to influence the other man, but it got him nowhere. William's mind and willpower were just too strong. It did take some time getting used to one another. They were different in so many ways.
William laid there, in bed, with his arm lazily slung over the smaller man’s body. Remmick gravitated towards the wolf's natural heat. Especially the few times that William shifted into his wolf form for Remmick to use him as a makeshift bed. He stirred lightly, opening his eyes. They shifted up to William's tired half-awake face. Remmick dragged his fingers gently against William's chest, eliciting a hum. He did it again, giving him the same result.
Remmick shifted his body extending his neck to kiss at William’s collarbone, then the crook of his neck, then straight on his Adam’s apple. Each kiss was met with a hum or purr. He finally made it up to his lips and gently pressed their lips together. William’s arm pulled Remmick closer to him as he became more awake. A groan slid from his throat. The heat of arousal rose between both. Remmick continued since there was no indication of William resisting an early morning love making session. Top of Form
“Mmm…morning to you too.” William said groggily between kisses planted across his lips.
Remmick smiled mischievously at him saying nothing. Hand dipping below the covers it came to rest against William’s soft length. Taking it within his hand he began to stroke him to life.
“Rem-…” William moaned. Everything was extra sensitive. He hadn’t gotten a chance to tell the vampire. His mind wished to warn him what this would do, but his body hushed him in to just enjoy the attention.
Listening to the light whines and moans from in front of him Remmick stroked him faster. He felt William’s cock hardened in his grasp. It excited him. Remmick’s ears perked hearing the rapid beating heart of the other. William rolled his hips against his hand. Remmick watched his face. Red, hot cheeks all flustered, eyes clamped shut now. Jaws were tensing. A moan escaped him, but it turned into a growl quickly. Without warning William rolled his weight to be on top of Remmick.
His hot amber eyes pierced down at the vampire. Mouth parted with pants the animal inside of him rising to the surface. Remmick didn’t release his grip. William’s hands were planted on either side of the vampire’s head. His hips thrust into the hand. He was getting close to his climax when he gripped on top of Remmick’s hand to stop him. Remmick tilted his head. “Roll….Roll onto your stomach.” William growled. It wasn’t a suggestion it was a command. With no hesitation he did as he was told. No prep or warning, William slammed into Remmick’s entrance. The vampire winced. Taking the vampires’ hips in his hands William rocked his hips. He barely pulled out, the tip remaining, before he slammed back in.
“Fuck.” Remmick exclaimed. He was used to the rough nature of sex between them, but this time it seemed more primal and rawer.
William’s grip was deep into the skin as he moved him in time with his hips. Grunts and growls flew into the air as he brutally thrusted into him. Harshly he made sure his thrust hit deep into Remmick’s core. Remmick hissed a mix of pain and pleasure. He also had a throbbing erection. Excitement over his body being used with no say. William pulled his hips back, shoving deeper. Balls slapping against skin with each thrust. At one point he let go of Remmick’s hip to lay his chest against his back face into the back of his shoulder. Panting heavily lighting up his skin with the hot breath. Remmick swore he heard William whisper, “mine”, but it was so faint and hard to hear over their sounds.
William kept up this pace chasing his own pleasure. The wolf inside him staking claim to the body under him. Reaching around, in an excruciatingly tight hold, he gripped onto Remmick’s raging erection. Remmick whined trying to match the thrusting, rocking his own hips, he was met with a growl, and he stilled. He felt some drool drip onto his shoulder. William’s hand tugged and pulled at his dick. He threw his head back it was all too much. Already close, William sped up his hips. His thrust rammed into his ass, his dick throbbing inside him raking his insides. Remmick had already reached his orgasm, but that didn’t stop William. His hand was milking him for everything he had. A few more thrust and gushing hot fluid pooled deep inside.
Next came a painful cry from Remmick as teeth shredded into his shoulder. Blood immediately flowed from the wound. It took a moment before the teeth were unlatched. Gentle hands rolled Remmick onto his back, William’s dick sliding out of him. Grabbing his shoulder, Remmick hissed from the sting. Chunks of him were missing and he could smell his own rotten blood on himself and now the bed. Blinking through tears he looked up at a very remorseful William. His eyes were wide, his chest heaving from panic. The fresh stain of crimson around his mouth and down his chest. William’s hands went for the wound, putting pressure on it.
“Shit…shit!” William muttered, trying to gain control of himself and the situation he caused.
Remmick pet William’s shoulder. “It’s fine. Yer a’right, darlin’.”
“No. It isn’t alright Remmick. I fucking bit you.” William cursed under his breath thinking of what to do.
“Now I kinda know how it feels to be on the receiving end.” Remmick chuckled making it a joke.
“This isn’t funny. I could have killed you.” He growled.
“Take a lot more then jus’ a bite to do that.” Remmick retorted. He cupped William’s cheek.
William leaned into his hand with a sniffle. He went to wipe off the blood from his face, but Remmick stopped him. Furrowing his brows he watched Remmick prop himself up and lick the blood away. A soft loving gesture after such a heinous thing.
Remmick could see the turmoil eating away at William’s features. “Come ‘ere.” He said pulling William down to rest his head on his chest. “I’ll heal. It ain’t that big a thing.” He ran his fingers through the other man’s hair.
“I’m sorry, Rem.” William sniffled again voice shaking.
“Shhh. Now. Put it past ya.” He reassured calmly.
William lifted his head up making sure to make eye contact. “You don’t understand. I…I should have told you sooner.” Remmick cocked his head. “Wasn’t a good idea to get all riled up. Not today.”
“What’s so different ‘bout today?” He asked.
“It’s a full moon tonight.” William explained. “My head’s all fucked up. All my senses.” He sighed. “Everything is heightened.” He laid his head back down into Remmick’s cool skin. “You’re lucky I only bit you. Could have been worse.”
“No use lingerin’ on it. It comes with our nature. Can’t go fightin’ that. You ain’t the only one whose got them urges. If anyone gonna understand you, it’d be me. So, don’ go chewin’ yerself up about it.” He kissed the top of William’s head.
William took a deep breath. Remmick wasn’t wrong. Still didn’t help the guilty feeling eating away at his stomach. It would probably be for the best if he left for the day. To put some distance between them. For safety, he told himself.
It was almost like Remmick could read his mind. He placed his hands lovingly around William. “If ya need to leave fir a bit, I won’ stop ya. I’ll be ‘ere.”
William raised up off the other man, not before kissing Remmick’s cheek. Looking over the wound again, it was healing. Slowly of course, but it wouldn’t be long before it would be as if the deed never happened. He looked sadly at it before sliding off the bed. Packing himself a small bag he walked out of the room. He did glance back at the vampire with an apology ridden face.