[C][M] Mamma Mia! Here We Go Again

His hand stroked through Ray's hair gently as he lapped at his bloodied chest and neck.

This feeling was incredible. Absolutely amazing.

He loved the feeling of lips and a tongue running over his skin. It felt even better knowing that blood was being smeared over his skin, staining it a dark pink-red.

He bit his lip and groaned softly as the boy's fangs slid into his skin.

So much more gentle than his usual attempts. "Well done, Honey," he purred softly, hand fisting in the boy's hair.

He already had some blood in his system, he was slightly calmer than when he usually bit Cyneric in a frenzied panic.

A deep groan sounded from the man as he took a deep pull of blood, gulping it down eagerly.

He could feel Cy's precious life-blood streaming down his throat and into his stomach.

He didn't miss food at all, his sire's blood tasted better than anything he had ever had in his previous life, he adored it.

CY didn't put up a fight against the boy.

He didn't even flinch as he felt blood being drawn forcibly from his neck. He laid comfortably back on the bed, fingers curling through the boy's hair.

His other hand slid down the boy's back, pressing his backside down a little so he could grind the head of his arousal against his boy's entrance.

His body moved as Cy pushed his backside down, all too happy to allow himself to be manipulated and ground against as he fed.

He rarely got fed this much, in fact he couldn't remember ever being allowed to drink so greedily twice in one day.

Normally he got a few mouthfuls before being pulled away or told to stop.

He hadn't been told to stop so he just kept drinking, the burning in his throat and the aching in his stomach fading slowly with each gulped mouthful.

His backside pressed lower, grinding down against his sire's arousal.

"Do you want this inside of you?" he purred, rubbing his arousal teasingly against the boy's ass.

"Do you want me to fuck you hard while you feed?"

Cy could feel the effect of losing so much blood start to kick in. It wasn't so bad.

He just needed to make sure he stopped the boy before he took so much that he was going to pass out.

He nodded softly as he fed, grinding his backside down against his sire's arousal.

He wanted to be fucked, for his sire to claim his body while he claimed the man's blood.

Already he was beginning to feel amazing, having the man inside of him, pushing him toward and orgasm would feel worlds better.

Cy pushed himself to sit up, pulling Ray closer.

He gripped the boy's hips, guiding him down onto his arousal slowly, a soft groan sounding as his head tilted back a little.

His hips rocked up into Rays, another groan sounding as he set a slow pace.

He couldn't do a hard, fast pace at the moment.

Cy was losing precious blood and soon he'd start to feel light-headed and heavy-limbed. Ray was taking a lot of blood.

He had starved him a lot.

The fledgling slowed his drinking a little as he was pulled closer and thrust into.

His stomach was slowly filling, he couldn't remember the last time he had felt like this, like he wasn't starving.

He groaned at the slow pace, his hips rolling with Cy's movements, helping the man as the lack of blood started to take it's toll.

Cy blinked slowly.

He could definitely feel the effects of bloodloss now.

They were odd. He hadn't lost so much blood in a long time. Since his last Fledgeling. Quite a few years ago.

The Vampire focussed on the feeling of the boy clenching around him with each thrust.

"I'm getting light headed," he murmured softly against the boy's neck. "Not much more."

He gave a gentle whine as he was told he couldn't keep drinking, though it wasn't as if Cy had an unlimited blood supply.

He took his last mouthful before pulling away slowly, he hadn't felt like this, ever.

His body felt full and contented, he had forgotten what being satisfied felt like and he found himself thinking clearly, it wasn't just an insane lust for blood.

"Cy..."

He gave a soft moan of his sire's name as he rocked in the man's lap.

His arms banded around him as he pressed a deep kiss to his lips, his body rocking eagerly.

The Vampire gave a smile when Ray pulled back with little prompt.

He had good self control for someone who had been starved like he had. Cy was honestly rather impressed.

"Good boy," he murmured softly, stroking the boy's hair.

Cy returned the deep kiss eagerly, purring as he tasted his own blood on the boy's tongue.

He had to behave, he knew that, if he wanted to get out of this shitty apartment and be allowed to go outside he had to learn how to control himself.

Pulling away from Cy's neck would be a lot easier than pulling away from someone he had over powered and attacked, if he could learn to judge when enough was enough and stop himself without any prompting perhaps Cy would put more trust in him.

His hips moved harder in the man's lap, thrusting down onto his sire so that he could rest slightly, he obviously didn't have the strength to fuck him properly.

Cy's strength was questionable at the moment.

But after they had both come, they could rest. The two could lay together and sleep cuddled in one another's arms.

He moaned softly as Ray's hips rocked faster against his own.

The boy's body felt so good around him.

For the first time since he had been turned, Rayner felt strong, he felt how he should, as though he was a powerful creature.

Cyneric's blood effected him deeply, after being hungry for so long this feeling was so foreign.

He muttered a soft mantra of 'thank you' as he kissed the man's neck and chest, moving to his lips as his hips continued to more eagerly against him.

Cy had made the pain finally fade away and he couldn't be more grateful.

The Vampire smiled when Ray began chanting softly between little kisses.

It was amazing what a little blood could do for a Vampire. Especially a new Fledgeling like Ray.

The poor boy was so starved that finally being fed properly was enough to be this thankful for.

He'd have to start feeding the boy properly a little more if this was the thanks he was going to get every time.

He remembered the pain of being turned, he had to relive it most days as his body cried out for food, only receiving enough to keep him functioning.

This feeling was like a drug, like being whipped for hours on end and finally getting a satisfying touch at the end of it all.

His body moved hard and fast, impaling himself on Cy's hardened flesh, he was glad that despite the blood loss the man could remain hard.

A hand slid between them as he stroked himself in time with his rolling hips.

The boy had experienced a lot in the short time he'd been a Fledgeling. Some things that no Vampire should ever have to go through.

His experiences had definitely hardened him.

If he were any older and knew what it really felt like to be well-fed, he wouldn't be so in control now. He'd be the raging Beast that he had been the first time Cy had come home after leaving him for a few days.

And now Ray had an appreciation for being fed properly that most wouldn't have.

Cy purred a soft moan as his hips rocked upwards to meet Ray's downwards thrusts.