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Having a vampire boyfriend wasn’t the worst thing in the world. For one thing, the sex was even better than it had been before. Now that Ian’s secret was out, he didn’t mind getting a bit more rough in the bedroom, and Mickey certainly wasn’t complaining. Plus, the night time prowling he did outside Mickey’s house made him feel safer than ever. Nothing had ever once gotten through Ian, not even a squirrel or something.
But it had been two months, and Ian still refused to claim him. Mickey appreciated how protective and cautious he was being, but he knew he wouldn’t mind having those fangs in his neck. It had sort of become a weird, sexual fantasy of his. Just imagining Ian getting all growly and possessive and finally actually biting him, and it was driving him nuts.
They were fucking right now, Mickey pinned to the bed as Ian rammed into him, and he figured there was no better time to ask than right now.
“I-Ian, fuck, bite me already!”
Ian let out a small little growl that went right down to Mickey’s cock. “Don’t tempt me, gorgeous. It’s for your own good.”
“But I want it,” Mickey whined, knowing for a fact that Ian liked spoiling him and giving him whatever he liked. “Been jacking myself off to the thought of Daddy’s bite for months now.”
Ian growled again, eyes darkening in pure lust as he fucked into Mickey even harder. “Careful with that little mouth of yours, gorgeous. Or you’re gonna make Daddy lose control.”
God, he was so fucking hot. Mickey whined at the words, baring his neck for Ian. “Please, Daddy. Need your bite. Need you to own me completely-ah!” He let out a deep moan as Ian’s fangs nicked into his skin.
It felt so fucking good. Like nothing Mickey had ever experienced before. It was addicting, almost, and Mickey wanted Ian to never stop. The bite only heightened his pleasure, and he could feel himself reaching his climax very quickly.
“Gonna…gonna cum, Daddy!” He moaned out.
Do it. Cum for Daddy.
The words were in his head, not spoken, but Mickey obeyed them anyway. He came screaming Ian’s name, nearly blacking out from the intensity of his orgasm. He felt sated and happy now, going limp as he heard and felt Ian finish inside of him only seconds later, and then pull away.
Mickey whimpered at the loss of contact, wanting Ian to come bite him again, but soon the vampire’s strong arms were wrapped around him, pulling him in for a cuddle, and Mickey relaxed against his chest. “Felt so good…want you to do that more often…”
“You taste as amazing as you smell,” Ian replied with a soft chuckle. “And you’re fully mine now. You have my mark to prove it.”
“So what? ‘M a vampire now or something?” Mickey asked.
Ian chuckled again. “Not at all. That process would require you drinking my blood, and then me draining you completely. You just have my scent all over you now. Well, more than you already did, and other vampires won’t want to touch you for fear of pissing me off.”
“So protective,” Mickey chuckled softly. “Wanna go again in five?”
“As if I‘d ever say no to fucking you senseless,” Ian purred, rolling over so that he was pinning Mickey again. “You sure you wanna wait for five whole minutes, though?”
Fuck, Ian knew exactly what would get his cock going, and he shook his head. “Know what? Fuck five minutes. Get your cock in me, Fangs.”
With another growl, Round 2 began, and Mickey couldn’t have been happier with the results.