[AU][C][M] Family Dinner

Dick snorted as if it were a joke before he unceremoniously dumped him on the floor.

No sooner then a heartbeat later, he bent down to capture his lips. Not roughly, but passionately. His hands held Sacha's stubbled jaw to tilt it up.

Sacha grunted when he was dropped, pouting up at Dick.

His pout was forgotten when their lips met. His hands slid upwards, cupping Dick's neck and weaving through his pale hair to keep him in place.

He let Dick set the pace of the kiss, enjoying the slow passion.

Dick captured Sacha's lower lip between his teeth, slowly dragging it through them. The slight tang of blood was on his tongue as he reopened the split lip.

He recaptured the lip, this time between his own lips.

Sacha hissed when his lip was split, his hands grinning at Dick's hair tighter.

He let out a shuddering breath, his dark eyes sliding closed as lips replaced teeth, caressing his throbbing lower lip gently.

Dick kept kissing the lower lip slowly, gently, almost sweetly. The tang of blood was nowhere near enough to feed him, but enough to appease his taste buds.

Instead of standing over Sacha, he moved to kneel, straddling one of his thighs. His leg pressed against Sacha's cock. He nudged it.

Sahca shifted to accommodate Dick, his thighs spreading a little to allow Dick to straddle him easier.

His hands slid from Dick's hair to cup his neck tenderly, thumbs rubbing over his jawline.

A groan sounded, and his hips rolled forwards, grinding against Dick's thigh.

Dick let out a small, pleased sound as Sacha ground against his thigh, and did nothing to stop it.

He broke the kiss for a moment to turn his head and kiss thumb that was against jaw. His golden lashed fanned his freckled cheekbone. A few curls had come loose from his braid.

"Were you really focused on Hank?" He spoke softly, his blue eyes had flicked up to Sacha. "Or were you focused on me?"

"You."

He leaned forwards, kissing along Dick's cheek and down his neck slowly, leaving behind little damp patches.

"I'm always focussed on you. Dickie." He nipped gently at Dick's neck, making the pale skin flush red with irritation.

Dick sucked in a breath as his neck was nipped, nudging Sacha's cock again.

"Good." He turned so they were nose to nose, face pink. "You should focus on me, and always me."

A hand slipped to Sacha's chest and he gave it a shove.

Sacha was about to reply, with a husky 'I do' when his chest was shoved.

He inhaled sharply as he fell backwards, grunting when he hit the floor.

A pout came back to his lips.

Dick grinned down at the pouting face, then his eyes trailed down the lean body with his lip between his teeth. His expression was readable; pleased.

He pressed the pad of his index finger to the wet head of Sacha's cock and created tiny circles around the slit.

Sacha's lips curled into a smile when Dick's eyes ran over his body with hunger.

He'd been feeling a little self-conscious and doubtful these past few months. Two of Dick's three humans were dark in colouring - the complete opposite to him. Some dark part of Sacha's mind, that he didn't want to revisit, had wondered whether Dick had grown tired of him - decided he didn't like his fair looks.

He was glad Dick still looked at him with this intense lust.

His reaction to the finger teasing over him was immediate. He his back arched, hips rolling up into the teasing touch wantonly.

Dick watched in flush awe, before pulling his hand back.

"If I was in the mood, I might have seen if I could have made you cum with just one finger teasing your cock."

He leaned forward, his thigh pressing heavy between Sacha's legs.

"Luckily for you, I'm not."

He kissed his collarbone, hyper-aware of his own cock against Sacha's hip.

"You've done it before," Sacha gasped, his thigs spreading as Dick's pressed firmly against him.

His hips rolled downwards again, grinding against Dick. His hands scrabbled against the floor, nails scraping the floor.

His head tipped back, offering his throat.

Dick paused for a moment before his eyes lit up.

"Oh yeah! I- ooh." His forehead pressed into Sacha's neck as he groaned, rocking his own hips down. "I remember."

He leaned up to run his tongue up Sacha's exposed neck. Then kiss it. Then bite it. The tang of blood on his tongue had made him not want to wait and play any longer.

One leg hitched up around Dick's hip, pulling him down.

The teeth in his neck made him hiss and jerk. He dropped a hand to slap a thigh sharply. "You're never gentle when you bite me," he whined.

Sacha was a delicate soul. He needed to be treated delicately.

Dick jerked and whined himself as he was slapped. His cock throbbed, and he decided he needed to unlace his trousers again soon. Very soon.

He ignored his comment in favour of pulling out his teeth. He lapped and sucked at the fresh blood eagerly, groaning.

Sacha huffed unhappily.

"I should ban you from drinking from me until you can be nice and treat me gently."

That ban would never happen, and if he did incite such a ban, it would be over very quickly. Sacha loved Dick feeding on him. He wouldn't put a stop to it for long.

That didn't stop him from threatening, though.

Normally, he would have snorted at such threats. They never came to fruition. But with his mouth a little busy, he sucked firmly around the bite instead, teeth digging in a little.

Sacha gasped, hands finding Dick's arms, nails biting into the cloth.

"Fils de taupe," he hissed, hips rolling up desperately. Dick never paid his threats any mind. He was so fucking rude.

Sacha's hands slid, moving down to pluck at the ties of Dick's trousers.

Dick switched from sucking at the skin to lapping at it. He was well past his days from accidentally making his food pass out.

Not muffled from having his lips sealed around skin, his little moans became more prominent. Even more so as he lifted his hips to accommodate Sacha's hands. They felt teasing as they plucked at the laces, which had him shuddering and whining.

He loosened the ties and pushed the fabric down Dick's thighs.

He gave the length of Dick's cock a teasing swipe as he lifted his hands back upwards, then he shimmied back, hands descending to his own trousers, pushing them down his slim hips.

He huffed as Sacha swiped his hand teasingly over his cock. He refrained from chasing it, keeping his hips up to allow him to pull down his trousers.

Sacha paused when the trousers were halfway down his thighs.

A slow smile came to his lips as he scooted further back and popped to his feet.

He kicked off his boots, and his trousers, then leaned back against a small stretch of wall between two doors.

"Venir ici et me taquiner."

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Come here and tease me

Dick pouted as Sacha slipped from under him and he was left licking residue from around his lips. But he stayed and watched with interest as he stripped and leaned against the wall.

"Attention whore," he said as if at times he wasn't one himself.

A part of him thought to be a dick and tease him in a way he hated. Which was; not give him any attention at all.

But his cock ached and Sacha looked very appealing leaning against the wall, the hardness between his legs in particular.

He crawled to close the short space between them and pressed a kiss to his knee when he reached him. Then a trail to the inside of his thigh.