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Dick gave more He kept going to push Fleck closer and closer to orgasm.

He shifted them, encouraging Fleck to lift his hips, arm around his waist. His kissed his shoulder as he grasped his cock.

His hips rocked eagerly when they were lifted a little, and one large thigh hitched over Dick's thin hip.

"Fuck, Dick," he gasped, head tipping back.

"Please."

"Please-"

He kissed Fleck's shoulder, letting out a breathless groan.

"Please what?" He murmured.

"Faster. Please."

He groaned, leg hitching tighter around Dick's hip and upper thigh to trying a drag the Vampire closer to him.

"Please. Please."

Fuck, he was so damned close.

Dick kissed Fleck, haphazardly, on the mouth.

He moved faster. Faster faster faster. The bed thudded and squeezed without break, inhumanly.

The hand on Fleck's cock didn't give either.

He returned Dick's frantic kiss with his own passion.

Fleck groaned and gasped and rocked against Dick until he felt the telltale rising pleasure.

"Fuck. Yes," he groaned into Dick's mouth, capturing the Vampire's lip to nip and suck at it afterwards.

His head dropped back and his body shuddered as he gave into the pleasure and he came.

Dick let out a low groan as Fleck came, overwhelmed by the sensation and the sight. He swore.

His fingers smoothed up Fleck's splattered stomach and he pressed three against his mouth.

"Suck on them."

His pace had slowed. Just enough for Dick to gather his thoughts. He didn't stop to let Fleck come down and bathe in the afterglow.

His lips parted obediently.

He sucked eagerly, pierced tongue curling around and in between Dick's fingers.

Fleck groaned and clenched around Dick.

A high flushed was on Dick's face and he tugged on his bruised lip as he chased his own pleasure.

He came with a gasp and pressed his forehead into Fleck's shoulder. The fingers in Fleck's mouth were pulled out to grasp at his hair.

Everything slowed and Dick slumped onto Fleck's chest, panting.

Fleck made a raspy, pleased sound in the back of his throat when Dick settled down onto his chest, and relaxed himself.

He didn't want to move.

But he also wanted to go for another round.

It was a minor dilemma that he was happy to ponder on as Dick came down from his orgasm high.

Dick pulled out from between Fleck's legs so he could press against his side. His fingers tracing a shape on Fleck's chest and a leg hooked over a larger one.

"The room's a mess," he said after the stretch of silence in their post-orgasmic bliss.

He settled into the sweaty hug happily, holding Dick close.

But the complaint about the state of their room had him groaning and rolling away from Dick, onto his stomach.

He buried his face into a pillow childishly.

Maybe if he hid, Dick wouldn't nag him about the mess of their room. WHich was mostly down to Dick himself at the moment.

Dick let out a little whine as Fleck pulled away.

"No, don't go."

He shuffled closer so he could press against Fleck's side again. He tried to peek at his face stuffed into a pillow.

"I was only stating."

A hand pushed between Fleck and the sheet, in an attempt to lift him up and shuffle under.

"No stating," he mumbled into the sheets.

No stating, just rest.

They could acknowledge that the room was messy another time. Right now he just wanted to lay here and bask.

Dick's cleaning habits could wait.

Dick pulled a bulky arm over his chest and continued o attempt to wriggle under Fleck.

"Okay. Just rest."

He pressed a kiss to Fleck's cheek.

"Now cuddle me."

Fleck gave a huff, but shifted around slightly to hug his needy boyfriend.

"No mess. Only rest," he affirmed.

That was all he wanted right now.

The hug as was gross and sweaty, and there was the slickness between them, but it was exactly what he wanted. Dick melted under the weight of Fleck's body.

Time slipped past them both as they relaxed.

But they were only so much silent blissfulness Dick could take like that unless sleep was on the cards.

He cupped Fleck's jaw and encouraged him to move his head. Just enough to plant a kiss on his mouth.

His fingers drifted down his neck. They lingered over where he bit him. The marks were almost gone now, healed from when Fleck took his blood to fix his pulled shoulder.

"You're still not weirded out by it? You know, the vampirism and all?"

"Well... a little."

Even he couldn't be entirely okay with a Vampire boyfriend. There were some very strange things about it.

He pressed forwards to steal a kiss off Dick this time.

"But, as a whole, no." It was just another thing, really. Some people had weird quirks that their partners had to adjust to. Dick and his Vampirism really wasn't much different than that.

He'd adjusted pretty well in the last couple years.

Okay. He could deal with a little. It only stung a touch.

There was only so much he could expect, he supposed.

Dick gave Fleck a rather pinched smile.

"Is there anything in particular...?"

"Yeah. I'm getting used to the taste of blood."

He rolled over Dick, pinning him down and leaning down for a deep kiss to punctuate his point.

He pulled back and grinned, eyes lighting up as he did so.

"Do you know how weird it is kissing you and not minding the taste of my own blood?"

"I don't know whether to be pleased about that or not."

He met Fleck's grin with a small smile of his own.

"But I think I'm more pleased than anything. I don't want you not enjoying kissing me after I.... you know."

He smiled purposefully wide and prodded a fang with his tongue.

"Penetrate me with your fang boners?" Fleck finished with his own wide grin, knowing Dick would had the phrasing.

He couldn't help laughing, knowing the sort of reaction he was likely to get for such an awful phrase

Dick groaned loudly and dragged a hand down his heated face.

"God, please, stop calling them that and I beg you to never ever say that phrase again."

He looked at Fleck between his fingers, unimpressed.

"Ever."

"Beg all you like."

Fleck gave a cheeky grin.

Begging wouldnt do anything. He loved how flustered Dick got when he said it. He would never let the phrase 'fang boners' die. Not when he got such great reactions from it.

Dick pulled his hand away from his red face and curled his arms around Fleck's shoulders. Only after he swatted his shoulder.

"You make it sound like I'm the one who does it on a regular basis."