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It’s dark inside the house he steps foot into. He swallows down his nerves; he’d be dared to enter this place, to come out with something to prove he had the guts to do it. He’s nervous, trembling as he takes another step into the dark. He jumps when the door slams shut all on its own. There’s not a hint of wind and he’d heard about this place being haunted, so was this…?
Something brushes over his back; his entire body tenses. “H-Hello?” he asks nervously, terrified to turn around.
“Hello.” comes a smooth, entracing voice directly next to his ear. Lips touch the outer shell of it, a hand is placed on his hip, long fingers drum against his stomach. “I don’t often receive many visitors. What brings you here?”
Ronald swallows. “I-I just have to prove I was in here.”
“Oh? And then leave?” Those lips move toward his neck, placing featherlight kisses over his flesh. “Now why would you do something silly like that?”
Ronald’s eyelids flutter, his knees feel weak. “I…”
“You don’t quite have an answer, do you?” Those kisses move to his jawline, then up to his cheek and eventually to his lips as a hand tilts his head toward the other being. “You smell delicious, young man.”
“Ronald.” he gasps out. “My names Ronald.”
“Ronald.” repeats the other man in that wonderful accent far posher than his own. “What a charming name befitting a charming young man.” Those lips return to his neck and that hand on his hip sneaks in under his shirt, slowly itching up his stomach. “You may call me William.”
“Really handsome name.” he swallows, that mouth nipping at his Adam's apple. “I’m sure it, ah , befits a handsome man.”
“You wish to see me?”
“Yeah…”
In seconds, he spun around and slammed against the wall. The eyes he stares into are captivating, holding his own gaze so intensely. His black hair is messy with bangs in his eyes and if he dares to look lower, the shirt he wears is nearly open all the way with only one button holding it closed. Just seeing the skin that’s bared to him makes him swallow again, his fingers itching at his side to just touch. “You seem lost on where to look.” William says.
“You’re just…it’s hard to keep my eyes off you.”
“Then you needn’t be afraid to.” he removes the hand from Ronald’s stomach and begins unbuttoning his shirt. “You may touch if you so like.”
Touch. He hesitates for a moment, watching William’s fingers undue each button of his shirt at an incredibly taunting speed before reaching out to put his hand on William’s skin. It’s cold to the touch but he can feel the muscle there. He wants to get on his knees and worship the body he’s been given permission to touch but he wanted this, so he has to stay in character for now. “Wow.”
William grins against his neck. “You flatter me.” he can feel fangs as William continues to nip at his neck; sharp pointy fangs that threaten to break through his skin. “I would like a taste of you.”
His heart feels like it’s going to beat right out of his chest. “T-Taste?”
“Indeed. I’ve been oh so thirsty and nothing has come to quench me.” his hands finally run up Ronald’s abdomen, pressing and touching so deliberately against him. “Until you decided to walk into my home.”
“You want to taste me?”
“Oh no my dear.” he presses as close as he can to Ronald, chest to chest, nose to nose. “I want to devour you.”
Ronald feels so small caged against the wall like this but he’s also so hard. He whines, grinding against William and to see the hitch in the man’s breath gets him grinning. “Devour me. Eat me up until there’s nothin’ left of me.”
William quirks an eyebrow. “Are you finished with the scene then?”
“Fuck, I think. I just know you’re fuckin’ hot right now and I need you to fuck me so bad.”
William leans back though clearly amused. “Vulgar tonight, aren’t we?”
Ronald whines again, yanking WIlliam’s hips back against his. “You want it to!”
William sighs into the rubbing Ronald’s doing, securing one hand on Ronald’s hip. “I do but I thought you wanted me to be this ‘alluring vampire’.”
Ronald looks William over, really taking in the ‘costume’ despite it only really being white dress shirt with a frilly collar, floofy pirate sleeves and very form fitting trousers. There’s certainly nothing left of the imagination there, not that Ronald’s complaining. “I did. I do , I just can’t wait anymore. I wanna get to the part where the sexy vampire is sucking my blood in the bedroom and I’m begging for it.”
“Yes. Sucking blood. Erotic.”
“It is when your boyfriend is as hot as you are.” he winks, “also those fangs. Major turn on.”
William runs his tongue along the fake fangs Ronald had begged him to put on. Truthfully, he’d actually forgotten he was wearing them. They weren’t as uncomfortable as he expected. “Hm, I suppose I can see the appeal.” he pins Ronald to the wall again, yanking his head to the side. “Now be a good boy and don’t move.”
Ronald yelps out of surprise when William bites down on his neck. It hurts, of course, but there’s an unexpected pleasure that comes with it. He clings to the back of William’s shirt, rutting desperately against the older reaper until William finally releases him. The spot’s tender but that doesn’t stop him from moaning as William licks the bite mark. “ Uh fuck Will.”
William chuckles, admiring the bite and hickey he’d just given his lover. “Wonderful.” He'd made sure no actual blood was drawn for he didn’t really want to drink the younger reaper’s blood. “Well? Is that what you wanted?”
“Almost.” he takes William’s hands, dragging him toward the bedroom. “We’re ending Halloween right by you fucking me until I can’t walk and me living out my fantasy of being whisked away by a sexy vampire count.”
“That’s a fantasy of yours?”
“It is now!”
William can’t say he’s complaining, especially when Ronald pulls him back in for another kiss and yanks him to the bed. He’s never expected to have such an active sex life but he supposes he needs to keep up with the youth somehow while also throwing in a few punishments along the way. “Then happy Halloween, Ronald. I hope you know next year I expect a simple lay in with a book and hot tea.”
Ronald laughs at that, going in for another kiss. “Deal.”