[AU][C][M] Family Dinner

"And the rest- oh! You mean these?"

He indicated towards the little emerald earring, flicking it with his finger. A grin was on his face.

No matter how he playing, he liked being a pest that asked for specifics.

"If you please."

He tipped his head to the side slightly, not annoyed, per se, but not overly pleased. "I want you naked on my lap. If naked means without jewellery, then take the earrings off."

If Dick wanted specifics, then he would get specifics.

A slight frown pulled his brows together when Corban threw the specifics right back at him.

If only to make a point, he took it off and pinned it to his discarded shirt. Then he took off the few rings that adorned his finger - one at a time. A small pile was created when he added the one he kept on his toe. Plus, the bracelet he occasionally had on his wrist.

He took his sweet time doing it.

Naked of jewellery, he lifted himself up and took a step back to finally remove his trousers. He unlaced them completely rather than just to widen the waist, and he shimmered them down his legs.

He stepped out of the towards Corban.

"Pleased?"

He was looking down at him again, and his had fingers drifted over to Corban's shoulder.

Corban wasn't Sacha. He wasn't one to tease and dance around things out of pride or mischief. He was certain about what he wanted and let people know that.

Corban watched with mild amusement as Dick took his time pulling off all of his jewellery.

He wasn't surprised Dick had done it.

"Almost."

His hands slid up the backs of Dick's legs, gripping firmly just above the knee.

He jerked sharply, pulling Dick's legs out from under him and guiding him with sure hands to straddle his legs.

"Now I'm pleased." He pressed a peck to Dick's lips.

Dick let out a small bout of laughter as he was pulled down, entirely anticipating it, yet he still allowed Corban to throw off his balance. He did nothing to rectify it, except for gripping his shoulders to stop them from headbutting each other.

"Good."

He returned a kiss to Corban, pressed against him, skin to skin.

"We should get you out of your trousers, too."

He rolled his hips as he spoke.

"Not yet."

Corban ran his fingers down along Dick's thighs, then back up again.

One hand moved even further up, tracing the dip of Dick's hipbone and down along the crease of his thigh until his fingertips found the base of his cock.

He teased his fingertips around the base of Dick's cock slowly, not showing any signs of stopping or moving onwards.

Dick closed his eyes as fingers skimmed his skin and caused it to prickle. As they traced down his hips bone into the crease of his thigh, he spread his legs further. He pulled his lip in when the finally reached his cock. Well, just the base of his cock.

Dick let it go one for a while before gripping Corban's shoulders a little tighter. His breathing had become subtly deeper.

"You do know my cock is longer than a penny?"

"I do," Corban replied simply.

His fingers continued to tease the base of his cock

Dick wasn't going to rush him any more than he wanted to be rushed. He was content to go the pace he was going and tease Dick as much as he wanted before moving onwards.

Dick let out a huff but stayed still.

He hands stayed firmly in place, he didn't attempt to guide Corban's hands up or touch his cock himself. The only movement was the inside of his thighs twitching every so often, or his back would tense, or the frown on his face would deepen for a second.

He wasn't sure what it was, whether it was the build-up of teasing or if Corban touched the base of his cock just right, but instinct had him jerking back a touch to try and bring Corban's fingers along the length.

Corban's lips turned up in a smug grin as Dicks hips twitched, trying to draw his fingers further up the Vampire's cock.

He tutted light, flattening his palm against Dick's hip, with his thumb pressed between his cock and balls, brushing lightly along a small section of the underside of his cock.

it was even less of a touch than his previous teases around the base of his cock.

Dick let out a huff of a whine as the teasing became less.

"You have that ugly look on your face."

The frown was still on his face but his eyes were open. His head was a little bowed he his shoulders tensed, refraining himself from squirming his hips too much.

"I do," he agreed.

He knew he had that smug grin that Dick hated on his face. He did quite often when he was teasing Dick like this.

He leaned forwards to kiss Dick again, his thumb running a little further up his cock.

Dick kissed back, eager, tongue curling into Corban's mouth. Yet the new distraction and the extra tease had him whining against the other man's lips. It also drew another tiny jerk of his hips - thighs tensing for a second then relaxing.

Somewhat embarrassingly, he was almost already fully hard. His cock twitched on top of Corban's thumb.

Corban caught Dick's lower lip between his teeth and bit down, splitting the delicate skin easily.

In a reversal of roles, he drank down Dick's blood eagerly. Like Sacha, he had developed a taste for blood. Particularly Vampire blood. He loved the high he felt as the blood sang through his veins.

Dick cried out as his lip was split. It was anticipated, but he hadn't expected it then.

Human teeth were blunt. Not like fangs which can slice through flesh easily. Biting with human teeth required force to break some skin. It hurt. Made even more so by having just experienced teasing, light touches.

Yet his cock twitched and he pressed closer against Corban.

One hand slid over Dick's skin to rest on his lower back. He pressed his hand down firmly to bring Dick's hips closer to his own, hips rocking upwards as his other hand stroked up his cock, twisting when he reached the head.

He pulled back, head resting back against the wall as his vision swam.

He loved this light-headed euphoric feeling.

Dick rocked his hips eagerly against Corban's hips. Even more eagerly, into his hand, which caused surrounding muscles around his cock to spasm each time he twisted the head.

Lip free, he pressed his forehead to Corban's shoulder. He swore, panting.

"Pretty sure I'm the one who should be ah- feeding."

"You feed when I say you can feed. I'm in control."

His thumb pressed down firmly on Dick's slit, rubbing in tight little circles. 

His eyes slid open again and he grinned at the Vampire rutting in his lap. Like a whore. His whore.

The empathy he had felt for Hank increased tenfold.

Being able to keep somewhat still evaporated when Corban pressed down on his slit and rubbed torturous circles around it. He squirmed. He panted. The blood on his lip dripped down from his chin as he swore.

He managed to gain a semblance of control of his body after a few seconds of spasming. Darkened eyes turned up to Corban. Slightly definitely.

"And if I ignore you?"

"Then you'll have to wake up one of your other humans and hope they'll pleasure you the way you want."

A brow arched upwards and a little grin curled his lips. He wasn't above leaving Dick like this, no matter what torture Dick would think up for him, and he was certain Dick would think up some incredible torture.

His eyes turned over Dick's shoulder to Hank, who was still laying on the floor. "He's still out of action. Do you want to go see Sacha?"

"No!" He said that a little too fast, a little too hurriedly. The fear of having to go back to Sasha so soon was beyond that of being left frustrated.

He attempted to rectify his words with a kiss. A deep kiss. Blood was still welled on his lip, not having a chance to heal with his constant talking.

"I'll be good."

His grin split his face.

"Good." He pressed a few light pecks to Dick's lips, then brought the hand that had been on his back up to his blood-stained mouth.

Corban's pale green eyes caought Dick's bright blue ones as he pressed down on the split in his lip.

A sense of relief settled in after the irrational fear passed.

He didn't have to see Sacha. Not yet. Even if Corban had just left him writhing here, he had his own hand - plus toys. While pleasuring himself was nowhere near as satisfying as the real thing, it wasn't like he had to painfully wait for his cock to die down.

Dick's lips were parted just slightly when Corman brought his hand up to them. Then they parted even more under the slight pressure, blood welling between Corban's fingers. A sound caught the back of his throat.

There was no attempt to pull back or defy him.

His fingers pushed into Dick's mouth and they immediately pressed down firmly on his tongue.

He pushed down and in, determined to make Dick gag and drool, and maybe even cry a little. That would just be a bonus.

Dick let it happen.

Even hundreds of years of sucking cock hadn't given him the ultimate gag reflex. He chocked around the fingers, his eyebrows drawn back into a frown, and he squirmed in Corban's lap.

There was the tiniest prick of a tear that went after blinking haphazardly. The only thing that dripped down his chin was blood.