Bloodlust (Part 4)
Title: Bloodlust
Pairing: Phoenix/Edgeworth, some Franziska/Adrian
Theme: Romance, Horror, Comedy, Action
Warnings: Spoilers for PW 1 & 2, vampires and blood, gay lawyers, violence... AND SEX!!!
Summary: Vampire!Phoenix and Miles are now a steady couple, but they just can't seem to get out of the habit of keeping secrets. An evil force lurks in the background, Shoe makes a cameo, and people get drunk. Enjoy!
Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5
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Miles gasped as Phoenix pushed him back against the office door, twining his hands in that gorgeous silver hair, pulling Miles into a deep, insistent kiss. Miles opened his mouth, pressing back against his lover with lips and tongue, matching his need.
By the time their lips parted, Miles was gasping for air. Phoenix was glad he didn't need to breathe, because he could immediately move his attentions to Miles's right ear, darting his tongue out to lick the outer shell. Satisfied with the hitch in the other man's breath, Phoenix licked him again and then started sucking on the pale lobe of his ear. His hands, meanwhile, slid down Miles's chest. Through the shirt he could feel the tight core muscles of a fencer, his stomach feeling so smooth through the fabric of his black cashmere shirt.
Does he even have any idea how hot he is? Phoenix pulled back to get a look at Miles's face.
Miles wasn't smirking anymore. On the contrary, he was breathing heavily with his mouth half-open and his eyes half-closed. His lips were red and slightly swollen from their extended kiss, and his normally pristine hair was mussed in the most gorgeous way. The stray hairs sticking to his slightly sweaty neck...
"Phoenix, wha- what is it?" His voice was rough and hoarse, as though he'd forgotten how to use it. His scent was heavy, thick with what Phoenix could now recognize as desire. That musky smell, with a slight edge to it that made his spine tingle... he'd never known a smell to be this much of a turn-on.
Of course, everything about him seems like a turn-on, Phoenix thought, a grin spreading across his face.
Miles shot him a suspicious glance. "Why are you looking at me like that?'
"Like what?"
"You're grinning like a lunatic." Miles didn't sound haughty or upset, merely out of breath.
"I'm not crazy, just... ecstatic." Phoenix slid his fingers up the other man's chest, provoking a gasp from him, before letting them rest against the exposed skin at his collar. No cravat, that will make things simpler.
"Why?" Miles seemed determined to keep up the conversation, despite the fingers popping open the top button of his shirt.
"'Why?'" Second button undone. "Come on, Miles do you even have to ask?" Two more buttons, "I mean, you're my childhood crush," another button, no need to rush, "My all-but-unreachable ideal..." done! He leaned in and planted a kiss on the silver-haired man's lips. "I mean, I honestly never thought I'd ever get you like this!"
Miles rolled his eyes, but Phoenix could see that he was blushing.
"Flatterer," he muttered, then yelped in surprise as Phoenix tweaked one of his nipples lightly. Phoenix began to massage the two pink nubs with his fingers, planting his mouth on Miles's. He could hear his partner moan against his mouth as he felt those nipples grow stiff and hard under his fingers.
The next instant, Phoenix found himself gasping in shock: Miles had, quite suddenly, thrust his knee up between the blue-eyed man's thighs. The unexpected pressure made Phoenix acutely aware of his erection, hard against the fabric of his boxers.
"Miles what are yo- aaahhhhh!" Miles had grabbed both sleeves of his suit jacket and began grinding their erections together.
That was when Phoenix made an unexpected discovery- he had never felt this sensitive in his life before. He wasn't sure wether it was part of being a vampire or just the fact that he hadn't so much as jerked off in ages. The friction and pressure were so much he could hardly stand up- he had to grab Miles's shoulders to keep from collapsing.
Miles had his smirk back, a hungry look in his eyes. He ran his pink tongue down the side of Phoenix's neck, still thrusting with his hips. Phoenix could feel the hot breath on his neck as the prosecutor pressed his lips to cold flesh, his newfound sensitivity sending shocks through all his nerves. The vampire's body was shaking with the intensity of the sensations flooding his body. When Miles bit down on his neck, Phoenix couldn't help but let out a long moan, gripping Miles's shoulders for all he was worth.
"Hey, that hurts!" Miles yelled, pushing against his chest. Phoenix let go and took a step back, though part of him was sorry to let go of that delicious friction.
"S- sorry... I'm, I mean, I've never done it as a vampire before so-"
"So you don't know your own strength?"
"Well that and I'm kinda, well..." He scratched the back of his head, feeling embarrassed. "I seem to be a little more sensitive than I was before. I'm not really used to it."
The prosecutor gave him a look halfway between exasperation and amusement. "No, mister experience was surprised by something? Perish the thought!" He must have seen the look Phoenix gave him because he sighed, pushing hair out of his face. "Sorry, but this is kind of new territory for me, so I'm glad I'm not alone in that. Do you... want to go upstairs? I mean, I want to do this properly-"
Phoenix's expression relaxed into a smile, reaching out to grasp Miles's offered hand. He go the feeling he'd be seeing just how sensitive they both were, very soon indeed.
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Phoenix let Miles push him down onto the bed. Their shirts were long gone, discarded along with Phoenix's tie and both their shoes in the hallway. Or on the stairs, along with their socks. All they had left was their pants and Phoenix's Magatama on a chain around his neck.
This is it, Miles thought, his head spinning. Not only were they actually about to have sex, but Phoenix was leaving himself completely open, letting Miles do whatever he wanted. Logically, it made sense; this way was less dangerous... but that didn't make the other man's vulnerability any less erotic.
Miles ran a hand down his lover's stomach, getting he feel for his body. Soft, yet firm, cool flesh under his hands. The second time he brushed the same spot it was warmer.
What would I enjoy if I were in his position? I want to do this right... What would my body want?
Miles leaned forward and caught one erect nipple between his lips, tugging on it with is teeth. Phoenix moaned in encouragement, twining his fingers into the hair at the back of Miles's head. Slowly, he kissed a path down Phoenix's chest and stomach, the skin pleasantly cool under his lips.
His fingers moved down, closing around the top button and slipping it free. It was easy to slip the fabric off his lover's hips, pulling down his pants and boxers. Phoenix kicked them the rest of the way off, then looked up at Miles. His face was flushed red with embarrassment, those blue eyes glazed with arousal.
Then Miles looked down, and felt his mouth go dry.
I didn't expect him to- why in hell is he bigger than me? He swallowed, licking his lips. He wanted... it was so embarrassing, but he found himself wondering what it would taste like, how that cock would feel in his mouth. Just what kind of sounds would Phoenix make if he-
"Miles, wait a second!" The fingers in his hair tightened, pulling him back.
"Why?"
"Protection, Miles! We forgot condoms, and I'm sure as hell not gonna let you catch anything from me!" Phoenix's voice was strained, but his eyes were firm.
Miles wanted to slap himself. It was true, he'd completely forgotten. Sighing, he reached into one pocket and pulled out a foil packet.
Phoenix's jaw dropped. Honestly, the look on his face was priceless. He seemed totally lost for words as Miles tore open the packet with his teeth.
It took two tries for Miles to actually slip the latex sleeve down his partner's shaft, because his hands were shaking. The feeling of that hard member pulsing under his hands was completely different from when he touched himself, the sound of Phoenix gasping and moaning under his ministrations as he stroked that cock with tentative fingers... He wanted to hear more of that lovely voice, needed to make him cry out in ecstasy. Leaning down, he took Phoenix's dick into his mouth.
"Mi- Oh god Miles!" Phoenix threw his head back, moaning deep ind the back of his throat and clutching his lover's hair with trembling fingers.
Good, just like that... just say my name like that again... Phoenix's cock was large and awkward in his mouth, the condom giving it the strange texture and taste of latex, but for some reason he hardly minded. Eagerly, he sucked on his lover's cock, feeling it twitch and grow in his mouth as his head bobbed between the other man's thighs.
"Miles I'm- It feels like I'm going to cum-" Phoenix moaned, trying to arch up under him.
No way! Miles gripped the vampire's hips, doing his best to hold him down. It hasn't been nearly-
Suddenly Phoenix shuddered, his cock twitching in Miles's mouth as he yelled and twisted his fingers convulsively in his lover's hair. Miles released the cock from his mouth in shock as Phoenix trembled in the throes of orgasm.
That was barely a minute! Either pornography has lied to me or he understated how sensitive he is...
"Phoenix are you all right?" The prosecutor sat up and looked down at Phoenix's sweat-soaked body sprawled on his bed.
"Yeah... just give me a moment..." He took a few deep (and completely unnecessary) breaths. Finally, he looked up at Miles with confusion on his face. "Dare I ask where the condom came from?"
"Convenience store."
"Yeah but, when?" Phoenix slipped the condom off, dropping it into the wastebasket beside the bed.
"This morning." He smirked, Phoenix seemed to be Ok at least. "After what happened last night, I was expecting something along these lines to happen. So, when I went to get those books from Franziska I picked up a box. Better to be prepared-"
"And I'm assuming the tight jeans were a part of this, am I right?" Phoenix propped himself up on his elbows and cocked an eyebrow.
"Ah, my cunning plan to seduce you is revealed at last!"
"Yeah, the part where you yelled at me was especially subtle." Miles shot him a look, and Phoenix put up both hands in a placating gesture. "Sorry, I know it was my fault..."
"Well, at least I was more subtle than some. I bet even Larry saw you staring at my ass yesterday."
"In my defense, you have a really nice ass." Phoenix shot him a particularly lascivious look.
Part of the reason I picked an outfit that shows it off...
Phoenix sat up properly, shifting closer so that they were side by side. He reached one arm around Miles's waist, putting the other hand on the side of his face. They kissed passionately, bodies pressed together, tongues wrestling for control. Miles wondered if Phoenix could taste the lingering flavor of latex on his tongue.
The hand on his waist moved down, slipping inside of his pants and boxers to cup his ass. He gasped at the feeling of that cold hand against that bare skin... he'd never been touched there before in his life.
"You haven't come yet, have you, Miles?" Phoenix whispered, his hand squeezing lightly and making Miles gasp again. His other hand reached down, to stroke the bulge in the front of his lover's jeans. "Does it hurt?"
Miles could only nod as Phoenix unzipped his fly with practiced efficiency. He lifted his hips as the attorney slipped them off, tossing them casually to the floor. Normally, he would have objected to his clothes being treated that way, but today he couldn't care less.
Phoenix slipped off his boxers next, staring hungrily at his partner's cock. Miles gasped as his erection was exposed to the air, free of the constraints of fabric. Then he cried out as, for the first time, he felt another man's hands on him, calloused fingers touching and stroking his dick.
"What do you want, Miles?" The vampire's voice was husky with desire as he whispered in his lover's ear. "I've imagined this scenario so many times, so many different ways we could do this... Do you want to fuck me? Or should I fuck you first? Yes, I said fuck, 'till neither of us can stand up straight and my voice is so sore I can't scream your name one more time."
He paused, trailing his tongue down the side of the prosecutor's neck, then continued in a softer tone. "Or would you prefer it gentle your first time? I could make love to you so slowly it'll last all night like exquisite torture... I want to do everything possible with you, explore your body from every angle..." He leaned in so close that his lips brushed the shell of the pale man's ear as he whispered again, "What do you want?"
Miles tried to concentrate on the question, though he kept being distracted by thoughts like, Wow, you can really tell he used to be a theatre major. Overdramatic much? and That shouldn't have been nearly as hot as it was just now, and of course the constant awareness of Phoenix's hands busy jerking him off.
Well, he does seem to know what he's doing. More than I do, really...
"Bite me-" Miles moaned, then clamped his mouth shut. Damn, that wasn't what I meant to say!
"What was that?" Phoenix stopped touching him, looking at him with curious, half-closed eyes.
"Nothing..." I really don't want him to know that I get off on that! He'll think I'm some kind of freak. For him it's just food but... It's always so erotic, like he's fucking my neck... I want it to feel like that, I want him inside me but I also want to be able to set the pace... just in case he forgets himself again.
"What do you want, Miles?" He just sat there, ready for whatever decision Miles made.
Miles turned, swinging one leg over Phoenix's, coming to rest in his lover's lap. He tilted his face downward, stealing a kiss from the the attorney's lips.
"Like this... I want you to fuck me like this. Face to face." He looked into those honest blue eyes, and smiled when he found approval there, and love, and a trust so deep it was almost frightening.
He leaned in again, his open mouth met with that of his lover, cool and soft against his own, tasting of peppermint. He supposed that anyone else might well have been disgusted by that cold kiss, the fangs that his tongue brushed against as it explored the vampire's mouth. After all, his lover was technically dead... but the emotion behind that kiss was anything but cold, and for once in his life, Miles could feel totally and completely alive.
When their lips parted, Phoenix was grinning again.
"Cowboy it is then. Where are the rest of the condoms?"
Miles leaned over so that he could reach the bedside table, opening a drawer and pulling out the rest of the box. Removing one packet and handing it to Phoenix, he let the rest drop back into the drawer.
"Here, suck these." Phoenix said, reaching up and placing three fingers against his partner's pale lips. Miles unhesitatingly opened his mouth, letting the large, calloused digits slide into his mouth and move against his tongue. He could taste salty sweat on those fingers, mixed with the slight acrid tang of ink. The look on Phoenix's face was growing hungrier by the moment as he watched Miles suck on his fingers, and Miles could feel the other man's renewed erection pressing flush against his stomach.
Gently, the attorney removed his fingers from Miles's mouth, slick with a layer of saliva that dripped down onto his hand. A moment later, one of those slick fingers was pressing against his entrance, slowly forcing its way past the tight ring of muscle.
"Aaaaaaahhh!" Miles found his body arching up against Phoenix's, away from that finger. It felt strange, and even with the spit acting as a lubricant it hurt.
"Are you OK?" Phoenix's face was full of concern.
"Yeah... just... go slowly..." Miles panted. The finger moved again, pushing in to the second knuckle, then the third. Miles bit down hard on his lower lip at the alien feeling flooding his body.
That feels a lot bigger than just a finger. How the hell is he going to get his whole penis in there? He shook his head, forcing himself to exhale, breathe slowly, Relax, Miles... It'll feel good soon enough. It's just like being bitten, first comes the pain, then the pleas- "Aaaah!"
The finger had been joined by a second, and they were moving! Miles could feel them scissoring, stretching him out. He'd never felt anything like it, so strange and uncomfortable-
And then those fingers pressed against something deep inside him, and the world erupted into white-hot brilliance.
"Gaah! Ohmygod, Phoenix!" He grasped Phoenix's shoulders so hard he was sure it must've hurt. The other man didn't seem daunted, though. He pressed that spot again and again. He slipped in another finger, thrusting them into Miles's ass and stretching it out, opening him up for what he knew was coming. Miles moved back, pressing those fingers deeper into himself.
Suddenly, there were no more sparks exploding behind his eyes. Phoenix swiftly removed his fingers, tearing the condom packet open with unexpected ferocity. In one swift motion, he slid it onto himself. He spat onto his already saliva-coated hand, impatiently slicking himself down.
"Are you ready?" Phoenix asked, practically trembling with need.
"As much as I'll ever be." Miles took a deep breath, gripping Phoenix's shoulders for support, and slowly lowered himself. He couldn't stop from whimpering a little as he pressed his ass against that hard cock. Slowly, ever so slowly he slid himself down to impale himself upon his lover. No matter how carefully he'd been prepared, it still hurt. He was acutely aware of the friction caused by having only saliva between them.
Then he was completely full, sitting flush against the other man's lap. He could feel Phoenix inside him, pulsing slightly, trembling with the effort of holding still and the sensation of being taken, balls-deep, into a warm, open body.
"Da- Damnit, Phoenix, couldn't you be a little smaller?"
"Heh, Sorry... Part of my genetic makeup, you know?" Nevertheless, he sounded more flattered than apologetic. He waited a moment, then asked, "Are you ready to move yet?"
Miles took a deep breath, then bit his lip and nodded. He felt Phoenix place his hands on his hips, while he gripped the other man's shoulders. They both cried out as he moved upwards, sliding until Phoenix was almost out of him, then dragging himself down again. Their bodies clapped together once, twice, three times. Phoenix shifted the angle of their bodies slightly, using his grip on the other man's hips to pull Miles up and down himself.
"Miles, you're so tight! Oh so... you're so warm inside... Miles..." Phoenix was whispering into the crook of his neck, gasping with every thrust, pulling him so close, "Miles I love you!"
Miles couldn't talk, his voice seemed to have stopped working except for moans of pain, then later cries of pleasure after they figured out how to hit that spot. After that, every thrust brought sparks bursting behind his eyes, heat rushing though his body in waves. And then, it wasn't enough.
"Ph- Phoe-" He couldn't say it, it was too long, "Oh God, Nick!"
With something between a growl and a moan, Phoenix grabbed him around the waist, slamming him up and down with enough force that Miles completely forgot how to think. He could only twine his arms around Phoenix's neck, wrap his legs around Phoenix's waist, pull himself close and let those feelings wash over him like a wave. He didn't even need to touch himself, their bodies were close enough that his cock was rubbing up against Phoenix's stomach with every thrust.
He could feel himself getting close to the edge, his body sweating uncontrollably as that warm feeling built up in the pit of his stomach.
"Nick, please! I'm- AhhhohmygodNick!" Miles screamed as Phoenix leaned in and bit down with bruising force on his lover's neck. That sudden wave of euphoric pain was enough for Miles, pushing him completely over the edge. He came, hard, all over both of them, stars bursting into supernovas in his brain.
Phoenix was hard on his heels, growling his release into Miles's neck as he buried himself completely in the prosecutor's body.
They collapsed back onto the sheets, sticky with sweat and come and completely exhausted. He could feel his eyelids flutter.
"I love you, Nick..." He murmured into his lover's hair.
"Me too..." Phoenix turned to him. smiling broadly, then frowned. "Hey, don't fall asleep! I'm still in you! Miles!"
"Oh, never mind..."
Miles had already drifted off, arms still wrapped around the love of his life and a genuine smile on his face.
Pairing: Phoenix/Edgeworth, some Franziska/Adrian
Theme: Romance, Horror, Comedy, Action
Warnings: Spoilers for PW 1 & 2, vampires and blood, gay lawyers, violence... AND SEX!!!
Summary: Vampire!Phoenix and Miles are now a steady couple, but they just can't seem to get out of the habit of keeping secrets. An evil force lurks in the background, Shoe makes a cameo, and people get drunk. Enjoy!
Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5
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Miles gasped as Phoenix pushed him back against the office door, twining his hands in that gorgeous silver hair, pulling Miles into a deep, insistent kiss. Miles opened his mouth, pressing back against his lover with lips and tongue, matching his need.
By the time their lips parted, Miles was gasping for air. Phoenix was glad he didn't need to breathe, because he could immediately move his attentions to Miles's right ear, darting his tongue out to lick the outer shell. Satisfied with the hitch in the other man's breath, Phoenix licked him again and then started sucking on the pale lobe of his ear. His hands, meanwhile, slid down Miles's chest. Through the shirt he could feel the tight core muscles of a fencer, his stomach feeling so smooth through the fabric of his black cashmere shirt.
Does he even have any idea how hot he is? Phoenix pulled back to get a look at Miles's face.
Miles wasn't smirking anymore. On the contrary, he was breathing heavily with his mouth half-open and his eyes half-closed. His lips were red and slightly swollen from their extended kiss, and his normally pristine hair was mussed in the most gorgeous way. The stray hairs sticking to his slightly sweaty neck...
"Phoenix, wha- what is it?" His voice was rough and hoarse, as though he'd forgotten how to use it. His scent was heavy, thick with what Phoenix could now recognize as desire. That musky smell, with a slight edge to it that made his spine tingle... he'd never known a smell to be this much of a turn-on.
Of course, everything about him seems like a turn-on, Phoenix thought, a grin spreading across his face.
Miles shot him a suspicious glance. "Why are you looking at me like that?'
"Like what?"
"You're grinning like a lunatic." Miles didn't sound haughty or upset, merely out of breath.
"I'm not crazy, just... ecstatic." Phoenix slid his fingers up the other man's chest, provoking a gasp from him, before letting them rest against the exposed skin at his collar. No cravat, that will make things simpler.
"Why?" Miles seemed determined to keep up the conversation, despite the fingers popping open the top button of his shirt.
"'Why?'" Second button undone. "Come on, Miles do you even have to ask?" Two more buttons, "I mean, you're my childhood crush," another button, no need to rush, "My all-but-unreachable ideal..." done! He leaned in and planted a kiss on the silver-haired man's lips. "I mean, I honestly never thought I'd ever get you like this!"
Miles rolled his eyes, but Phoenix could see that he was blushing.
"Flatterer," he muttered, then yelped in surprise as Phoenix tweaked one of his nipples lightly. Phoenix began to massage the two pink nubs with his fingers, planting his mouth on Miles's. He could hear his partner moan against his mouth as he felt those nipples grow stiff and hard under his fingers.
The next instant, Phoenix found himself gasping in shock: Miles had, quite suddenly, thrust his knee up between the blue-eyed man's thighs. The unexpected pressure made Phoenix acutely aware of his erection, hard against the fabric of his boxers.
"Miles what are yo- aaahhhhh!" Miles had grabbed both sleeves of his suit jacket and began grinding their erections together.
That was when Phoenix made an unexpected discovery- he had never felt this sensitive in his life before. He wasn't sure wether it was part of being a vampire or just the fact that he hadn't so much as jerked off in ages. The friction and pressure were so much he could hardly stand up- he had to grab Miles's shoulders to keep from collapsing.
Miles had his smirk back, a hungry look in his eyes. He ran his pink tongue down the side of Phoenix's neck, still thrusting with his hips. Phoenix could feel the hot breath on his neck as the prosecutor pressed his lips to cold flesh, his newfound sensitivity sending shocks through all his nerves. The vampire's body was shaking with the intensity of the sensations flooding his body. When Miles bit down on his neck, Phoenix couldn't help but let out a long moan, gripping Miles's shoulders for all he was worth.
"Hey, that hurts!" Miles yelled, pushing against his chest. Phoenix let go and took a step back, though part of him was sorry to let go of that delicious friction.
"S- sorry... I'm, I mean, I've never done it as a vampire before so-"
"So you don't know your own strength?"
"Well that and I'm kinda, well..." He scratched the back of his head, feeling embarrassed. "I seem to be a little more sensitive than I was before. I'm not really used to it."
The prosecutor gave him a look halfway between exasperation and amusement. "No, mister experience was surprised by something? Perish the thought!" He must have seen the look Phoenix gave him because he sighed, pushing hair out of his face. "Sorry, but this is kind of new territory for me, so I'm glad I'm not alone in that. Do you... want to go upstairs? I mean, I want to do this properly-"
Phoenix's expression relaxed into a smile, reaching out to grasp Miles's offered hand. He go the feeling he'd be seeing just how sensitive they both were, very soon indeed.
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Phoenix let Miles push him down onto the bed. Their shirts were long gone, discarded along with Phoenix's tie and both their shoes in the hallway. Or on the stairs, along with their socks. All they had left was their pants and Phoenix's Magatama on a chain around his neck.
This is it, Miles thought, his head spinning. Not only were they actually about to have sex, but Phoenix was leaving himself completely open, letting Miles do whatever he wanted. Logically, it made sense; this way was less dangerous... but that didn't make the other man's vulnerability any less erotic.
Miles ran a hand down his lover's stomach, getting he feel for his body. Soft, yet firm, cool flesh under his hands. The second time he brushed the same spot it was warmer.
What would I enjoy if I were in his position? I want to do this right... What would my body want?
Miles leaned forward and caught one erect nipple between his lips, tugging on it with is teeth. Phoenix moaned in encouragement, twining his fingers into the hair at the back of Miles's head. Slowly, he kissed a path down Phoenix's chest and stomach, the skin pleasantly cool under his lips.
His fingers moved down, closing around the top button and slipping it free. It was easy to slip the fabric off his lover's hips, pulling down his pants and boxers. Phoenix kicked them the rest of the way off, then looked up at Miles. His face was flushed red with embarrassment, those blue eyes glazed with arousal.
Then Miles looked down, and felt his mouth go dry.
I didn't expect him to- why in hell is he bigger than me? He swallowed, licking his lips. He wanted... it was so embarrassing, but he found himself wondering what it would taste like, how that cock would feel in his mouth. Just what kind of sounds would Phoenix make if he-
"Miles, wait a second!" The fingers in his hair tightened, pulling him back.
"Why?"
"Protection, Miles! We forgot condoms, and I'm sure as hell not gonna let you catch anything from me!" Phoenix's voice was strained, but his eyes were firm.
Miles wanted to slap himself. It was true, he'd completely forgotten. Sighing, he reached into one pocket and pulled out a foil packet.
Phoenix's jaw dropped. Honestly, the look on his face was priceless. He seemed totally lost for words as Miles tore open the packet with his teeth.
It took two tries for Miles to actually slip the latex sleeve down his partner's shaft, because his hands were shaking. The feeling of that hard member pulsing under his hands was completely different from when he touched himself, the sound of Phoenix gasping and moaning under his ministrations as he stroked that cock with tentative fingers... He wanted to hear more of that lovely voice, needed to make him cry out in ecstasy. Leaning down, he took Phoenix's dick into his mouth.
"Mi- Oh god Miles!" Phoenix threw his head back, moaning deep ind the back of his throat and clutching his lover's hair with trembling fingers.
Good, just like that... just say my name like that again... Phoenix's cock was large and awkward in his mouth, the condom giving it the strange texture and taste of latex, but for some reason he hardly minded. Eagerly, he sucked on his lover's cock, feeling it twitch and grow in his mouth as his head bobbed between the other man's thighs.
"Miles I'm- It feels like I'm going to cum-" Phoenix moaned, trying to arch up under him.
No way! Miles gripped the vampire's hips, doing his best to hold him down. It hasn't been nearly-
Suddenly Phoenix shuddered, his cock twitching in Miles's mouth as he yelled and twisted his fingers convulsively in his lover's hair. Miles released the cock from his mouth in shock as Phoenix trembled in the throes of orgasm.
That was barely a minute! Either pornography has lied to me or he understated how sensitive he is...
"Phoenix are you all right?" The prosecutor sat up and looked down at Phoenix's sweat-soaked body sprawled on his bed.
"Yeah... just give me a moment..." He took a few deep (and completely unnecessary) breaths. Finally, he looked up at Miles with confusion on his face. "Dare I ask where the condom came from?"
"Convenience store."
"Yeah but, when?" Phoenix slipped the condom off, dropping it into the wastebasket beside the bed.
"This morning." He smirked, Phoenix seemed to be Ok at least. "After what happened last night, I was expecting something along these lines to happen. So, when I went to get those books from Franziska I picked up a box. Better to be prepared-"
"And I'm assuming the tight jeans were a part of this, am I right?" Phoenix propped himself up on his elbows and cocked an eyebrow.
"Ah, my cunning plan to seduce you is revealed at last!"
"Yeah, the part where you yelled at me was especially subtle." Miles shot him a look, and Phoenix put up both hands in a placating gesture. "Sorry, I know it was my fault..."
"Well, at least I was more subtle than some. I bet even Larry saw you staring at my ass yesterday."
"In my defense, you have a really nice ass." Phoenix shot him a particularly lascivious look.
Part of the reason I picked an outfit that shows it off...
Phoenix sat up properly, shifting closer so that they were side by side. He reached one arm around Miles's waist, putting the other hand on the side of his face. They kissed passionately, bodies pressed together, tongues wrestling for control. Miles wondered if Phoenix could taste the lingering flavor of latex on his tongue.
The hand on his waist moved down, slipping inside of his pants and boxers to cup his ass. He gasped at the feeling of that cold hand against that bare skin... he'd never been touched there before in his life.
"You haven't come yet, have you, Miles?" Phoenix whispered, his hand squeezing lightly and making Miles gasp again. His other hand reached down, to stroke the bulge in the front of his lover's jeans. "Does it hurt?"
Miles could only nod as Phoenix unzipped his fly with practiced efficiency. He lifted his hips as the attorney slipped them off, tossing them casually to the floor. Normally, he would have objected to his clothes being treated that way, but today he couldn't care less.
Phoenix slipped off his boxers next, staring hungrily at his partner's cock. Miles gasped as his erection was exposed to the air, free of the constraints of fabric. Then he cried out as, for the first time, he felt another man's hands on him, calloused fingers touching and stroking his dick.
"What do you want, Miles?" The vampire's voice was husky with desire as he whispered in his lover's ear. "I've imagined this scenario so many times, so many different ways we could do this... Do you want to fuck me? Or should I fuck you first? Yes, I said fuck, 'till neither of us can stand up straight and my voice is so sore I can't scream your name one more time."
He paused, trailing his tongue down the side of the prosecutor's neck, then continued in a softer tone. "Or would you prefer it gentle your first time? I could make love to you so slowly it'll last all night like exquisite torture... I want to do everything possible with you, explore your body from every angle..." He leaned in so close that his lips brushed the shell of the pale man's ear as he whispered again, "What do you want?"
Miles tried to concentrate on the question, though he kept being distracted by thoughts like, Wow, you can really tell he used to be a theatre major. Overdramatic much? and That shouldn't have been nearly as hot as it was just now, and of course the constant awareness of Phoenix's hands busy jerking him off.
Well, he does seem to know what he's doing. More than I do, really...
"Bite me-" Miles moaned, then clamped his mouth shut. Damn, that wasn't what I meant to say!
"What was that?" Phoenix stopped touching him, looking at him with curious, half-closed eyes.
"Nothing..." I really don't want him to know that I get off on that! He'll think I'm some kind of freak. For him it's just food but... It's always so erotic, like he's fucking my neck... I want it to feel like that, I want him inside me but I also want to be able to set the pace... just in case he forgets himself again.
"What do you want, Miles?" He just sat there, ready for whatever decision Miles made.
Miles turned, swinging one leg over Phoenix's, coming to rest in his lover's lap. He tilted his face downward, stealing a kiss from the the attorney's lips.
"Like this... I want you to fuck me like this. Face to face." He looked into those honest blue eyes, and smiled when he found approval there, and love, and a trust so deep it was almost frightening.
He leaned in again, his open mouth met with that of his lover, cool and soft against his own, tasting of peppermint. He supposed that anyone else might well have been disgusted by that cold kiss, the fangs that his tongue brushed against as it explored the vampire's mouth. After all, his lover was technically dead... but the emotion behind that kiss was anything but cold, and for once in his life, Miles could feel totally and completely alive.
When their lips parted, Phoenix was grinning again.
"Cowboy it is then. Where are the rest of the condoms?"
Miles leaned over so that he could reach the bedside table, opening a drawer and pulling out the rest of the box. Removing one packet and handing it to Phoenix, he let the rest drop back into the drawer.
"Here, suck these." Phoenix said, reaching up and placing three fingers against his partner's pale lips. Miles unhesitatingly opened his mouth, letting the large, calloused digits slide into his mouth and move against his tongue. He could taste salty sweat on those fingers, mixed with the slight acrid tang of ink. The look on Phoenix's face was growing hungrier by the moment as he watched Miles suck on his fingers, and Miles could feel the other man's renewed erection pressing flush against his stomach.
Gently, the attorney removed his fingers from Miles's mouth, slick with a layer of saliva that dripped down onto his hand. A moment later, one of those slick fingers was pressing against his entrance, slowly forcing its way past the tight ring of muscle.
"Aaaaaaahhh!" Miles found his body arching up against Phoenix's, away from that finger. It felt strange, and even with the spit acting as a lubricant it hurt.
"Are you OK?" Phoenix's face was full of concern.
"Yeah... just... go slowly..." Miles panted. The finger moved again, pushing in to the second knuckle, then the third. Miles bit down hard on his lower lip at the alien feeling flooding his body.
That feels a lot bigger than just a finger. How the hell is he going to get his whole penis in there? He shook his head, forcing himself to exhale, breathe slowly, Relax, Miles... It'll feel good soon enough. It's just like being bitten, first comes the pain, then the pleas- "Aaaah!"
The finger had been joined by a second, and they were moving! Miles could feel them scissoring, stretching him out. He'd never felt anything like it, so strange and uncomfortable-
And then those fingers pressed against something deep inside him, and the world erupted into white-hot brilliance.
"Gaah! Ohmygod, Phoenix!" He grasped Phoenix's shoulders so hard he was sure it must've hurt. The other man didn't seem daunted, though. He pressed that spot again and again. He slipped in another finger, thrusting them into Miles's ass and stretching it out, opening him up for what he knew was coming. Miles moved back, pressing those fingers deeper into himself.
Suddenly, there were no more sparks exploding behind his eyes. Phoenix swiftly removed his fingers, tearing the condom packet open with unexpected ferocity. In one swift motion, he slid it onto himself. He spat onto his already saliva-coated hand, impatiently slicking himself down.
"Are you ready?" Phoenix asked, practically trembling with need.
"As much as I'll ever be." Miles took a deep breath, gripping Phoenix's shoulders for support, and slowly lowered himself. He couldn't stop from whimpering a little as he pressed his ass against that hard cock. Slowly, ever so slowly he slid himself down to impale himself upon his lover. No matter how carefully he'd been prepared, it still hurt. He was acutely aware of the friction caused by having only saliva between them.
Then he was completely full, sitting flush against the other man's lap. He could feel Phoenix inside him, pulsing slightly, trembling with the effort of holding still and the sensation of being taken, balls-deep, into a warm, open body.
"Da- Damnit, Phoenix, couldn't you be a little smaller?"
"Heh, Sorry... Part of my genetic makeup, you know?" Nevertheless, he sounded more flattered than apologetic. He waited a moment, then asked, "Are you ready to move yet?"
Miles took a deep breath, then bit his lip and nodded. He felt Phoenix place his hands on his hips, while he gripped the other man's shoulders. They both cried out as he moved upwards, sliding until Phoenix was almost out of him, then dragging himself down again. Their bodies clapped together once, twice, three times. Phoenix shifted the angle of their bodies slightly, using his grip on the other man's hips to pull Miles up and down himself.
"Miles, you're so tight! Oh so... you're so warm inside... Miles..." Phoenix was whispering into the crook of his neck, gasping with every thrust, pulling him so close, "Miles I love you!"
Miles couldn't talk, his voice seemed to have stopped working except for moans of pain, then later cries of pleasure after they figured out how to hit that spot. After that, every thrust brought sparks bursting behind his eyes, heat rushing though his body in waves. And then, it wasn't enough.
"Ph- Phoe-" He couldn't say it, it was too long, "Oh God, Nick!"
With something between a growl and a moan, Phoenix grabbed him around the waist, slamming him up and down with enough force that Miles completely forgot how to think. He could only twine his arms around Phoenix's neck, wrap his legs around Phoenix's waist, pull himself close and let those feelings wash over him like a wave. He didn't even need to touch himself, their bodies were close enough that his cock was rubbing up against Phoenix's stomach with every thrust.
He could feel himself getting close to the edge, his body sweating uncontrollably as that warm feeling built up in the pit of his stomach.
"Nick, please! I'm- AhhhohmygodNick!" Miles screamed as Phoenix leaned in and bit down with bruising force on his lover's neck. That sudden wave of euphoric pain was enough for Miles, pushing him completely over the edge. He came, hard, all over both of them, stars bursting into supernovas in his brain.
Phoenix was hard on his heels, growling his release into Miles's neck as he buried himself completely in the prosecutor's body.
They collapsed back onto the sheets, sticky with sweat and come and completely exhausted. He could feel his eyelids flutter.
"I love you, Nick..." He murmured into his lover's hair.
"Me too..." Phoenix turned to him. smiling broadly, then frowned. "Hey, don't fall asleep! I'm still in you! Miles!"
"Oh, never mind..."
Miles had already drifted off, arms still wrapped around the love of his life and a genuine smile on his face.