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"You’re so warm."

Max releases a small ‘hm?’ sound as he calmly lets his hand move up and down Boris’ back. The blonde is resting in his sofa, the other man basically on top of him stealing his body heat. The tv is on and the dull sound of a movie runs in the background. Outside the rain is pouring down. Heavy and damp. Max has been aware of the other having a hard time keeping warm. Pale because of lack of vitamin D. Yet, he hasnt guessed that the man he has started seeing isn’t human. “You’re not getting sick?” Max asks.

Max’ blue eyes linger at Boris’ face as long as he can before the pleasure makes him close them to let out yet another long sound of delight. This man, will be the death of him. “Ahh.. you reach so… deep.” The sound from the tv isn’t enough to drown out Max’ moans, or the sound of flesh hitting flesh.

—

Boris lets out a happy groan. Max feels so damn good, and sounds just as perfect. Moaning wonderfully. All thanks to Boris. He gropes the man’s ass a little harder, fighting the urge to pound the smaller human into the bed over and over. But Boris can’t. Another vampire could handle such treatment, but not his cute little human. Boris loathes the idea of breaking Max. He needs him to live as long as possible. “God, you are driving me crazy.” Boris grins, shoving down his animalistic feelings and just focusing on Max. Wanting to make him feel the best possible.

Max groans low as he feels how he's already leaking. Warm, sticky wetness coating the head of his cock, making a mess with every thrust. "I'm ... close!" Max breathes. "A bit.. more.. faster ." His heart is beating so so fast.

"stop saying i’m jealous. i’m not— i just. i don’t like having to share."

Max looks up at Garland with surprise in his eyes, and an awkward smile on his lips. The other man has been in a bad mood since they arrived at the party location, and it was starting to upset Max. The half American decided to pull the man with him to the balcony facing the ocean. "Share?' Max asks. "Share me, with who?"

Max feels a bit tired, a bit angry, but something in him relaxes at Garland's soft tone. "Midnight food date sounds nice, yea." Max smiles at the man. Once again feeling lucky to have him. Max tells some friends good bye, being sweet as always. "What do you want to eat?"

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Garland watches as Max says goodnight to people, his own friends have either left or never came to this little party so he doesn't bother doing the same. Just watches Max, waiting to see if Kai acts dumb again. "Hmm, not sure. Shall we go see what's around the hotel?" There's bound to be something like a kebab shop or a place selling burgers to drunks at this time of night. Offering his hand to Max, Garland smiles. Happy to have someone like Max as his.

Max eyes seem to sparkle a little as he looks up at Garland, interlacing their fingers tightly. "Yeah! You know I eat almost anything." Max can feel himself be hungry. And, irritation and disappointment is helping. He wants to eat a cow, forget Kai.

"You’re so warm."

Max releases a small ‘hm?’ sound as he calmly lets his hand move up and down Boris’ back. The blonde is resting in his sofa, the other man basically on top of him stealing his body heat. The tv is on and the dull sound of a movie runs in the background. Outside the rain is pouring down. Heavy and damp. Max has been aware of the other having a hard time keeping warm. Pale because of lack of vitamin D. Yet, he hasnt guessed that the man he has started seeing isn’t human. “You’re not getting sick?” Max asks.

A strong shiver runs down Max’ whole body. He feels so good, so happy, and Boris has just started. The slow pace as Max moaning in a low voice. Face on the side in that soft pillow. He wants the other to feel good. Crave him and his body. Max glances up at Boris. He looks so good there behind him.

—

Boris loves the sight of Max. Such a perfect image. “Hey.” He says with a smirk, meeting Max’s eyes as the man looks back at him. “You know, you are utterly perfect.” Boris picks the pace up slightly. He can’t stop himself, Max just feels so damn good.

Max' blue eyes linger at Boris' face as long as he can before the pleasure makes him close them to let out yet another long sound of delight. This man, will be the death of him. "Ahh.. you reach so... deep." The sound from the tv isn't enough to drown out Max' moans, or the sound of flesh hitting flesh.

"stop saying i’m jealous. i’m not— i just. i don’t like having to share."

Max looks up at Garland with surprise in his eyes, and an awkward smile on his lips. The other man has been in a bad mood since they arrived at the party location, and it was starting to upset Max. The half American decided to pull the man with him to the balcony facing the ocean. "Share?' Max asks. "Share me, with who?"

Max's eyes widen as Kai further invades his personal space. His mind is slow to catch up with what is going on, so being pulled away is a huge relief. He can't hide it from his face as he sees his boyfriend there. "Maybe we should go, I want to go." Max rarely leaves parties early but he has no energy to stay. Not with kai there.

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Garland glares at Kai for a moment, ready to snap at him, cause a scene, but Max's request has him stopping. He smiles and nods, taking Max's hand in his. "Let's head out." Garland hopes Kai remembers all of this tomorrow. How Max was pulling away from him, how Max was the one to ask to leave. Hope the asshole feels like an idiot. "Should we grab something to eat?"

Max feels a bit tired, a bit angry, but something in him relaxes at Garland's soft tone. "Midnight food date sounds nice, yea." Max smiles at the man. Once again feeling lucky to have him. Max tells some friends good bye, being sweet as always. "What do you want to eat?"

"You’re so warm."

Max releases a small ‘hm?’ sound as he calmly lets his hand move up and down Boris’ back. The blonde is resting in his sofa, the other man basically on top of him stealing his body heat. The tv is on and the dull sound of a movie runs in the background. Outside the rain is pouring down. Heavy and damp. Max has been aware of the other having a hard time keeping warm. Pale because of lack of vitamin D. Yet, he hasnt guessed that the man he has started seeing isn’t human. “You’re not getting sick?” Max asks.

Max’ heart flutters rapidly in his chest. Soul mates. His Boris. Can he hope that this man won’t leave him, like the rest of his past lovers? Max’ thoughts don’t stay there since the pleasure is quite overwhelming. He drowns another moan into the pillow. “Ahh ~ ah~ ” Max can feel how he’s cumming yet again. This time not as explosively, but a slow and drawn-out orgasm. Staining his bed. “I don’t want… anyone else to have me like this again. Only you.”

—-

Oh, how Boris loves this. A tight squirming body, pleasured by him. The sweetest moans. “Only me.” He smiles, loving that idea as he sits deep in the man. Letting Max ride out the orgasm filled to the brim. “You feel so good when you cum for me.” Boris praises, a hand smoothing down Max’s back. Admiring the muscles as they move beneath his fingers. The dark flush across his skin. Boris slowly starts to move once more, thrusting into the man slowly, working him up once more.

A strong shiver runs down Max' whole body. He feels so good, so happy, and Boris has just started. The slow pace as Max moaning in a low voice. Face on the side in that soft pillow. He wants the other to feel good. Crave him and his body. Max glances up at Boris. He looks so good there behind him.

"stop saying i’m jealous. i’m not— i just. i don’t like having to share."

Max looks up at Garland with surprise in his eyes, and an awkward smile on his lips. The other man has been in a bad mood since they arrived at the party location, and it was starting to upset Max. The half American decided to pull the man with him to the balcony facing the ocean. "Share?' Max asks. "Share me, with who?"

Max tenses up. He had expected questions, but not from one of his oldest beyblade friends. Yet, Kai is always suspicious. A smile grows on Max' lips. "Garland is great." Max starts, the scent of whiskey hitting his face at Kai's closeness. Max tries to create some distance. "He makes me happy."

---

Garland glares up at Boris. Just behind him, he can see Max and Kai. How Max is leaning away and Kai is refusing to take the hint. "You're really going to let Max deal with Kai like that?" He asks, tilting his head at Boris. Sure, the man might hate him, but everyone likes Max at least a little. Boris takes a moment before shrugging. "Funny to see you squirm... And see Kai embarrass himself." But he glances back, sighing and then moving out the way. Garland doesn't bother to thank the man, just moves quickly to pull Max away from Kai.

Max's eyes widen as Kai further invades his personal space. His mind is slow to catch up with what is going on, so being pulled away is a huge relief. He can't hide it from his face as he sees his boyfriend there. "Maybe we should go, I want to go." Max rarely leaves parties early but he has no energy to stay. Not with kai there.

"You’re so warm."

Max releases a small ‘hm?’ sound as he calmly lets his hand move up and down Boris’ back. The blonde is resting in his sofa, the other man basically on top of him stealing his body heat. The tv is on and the dull sound of a movie runs in the background. Outside the rain is pouring down. Heavy and damp. Max has been aware of the other having a hard time keeping warm. Pale because of lack of vitamin D. Yet, he hasnt guessed that the man he has started seeing isn’t human. “You’re not getting sick?” Max asks.

Unaware of Boris’ dilemma, Max simply enjoys the bliss of being pleasured so greatly by a man he has come to care deeply for. That he wants as his own. The slick sound of lube, and flesh against flesh, gets louder in the room. The pace is perfect. Max’s pale body is red with his joy, and moans erupt from his throat with every thrust. “You… fit so perfectly .. like you were made for me..”

—

Boris groans, eyes focused on his cock and how it disappears into Max perfectly. “Feels like I was.” He murmurs, forcing himself to focus on this and not the growing hunger. He’s not some animal. He can keep control of himself. “That we are soul mates.” Perhaps they are. After all these years of being alive. Countless boring lovers, Boris finds himself loving every moment he’s with Max. Whether it’s cuddled up on the sofa, or moments like this. Max clinging to a pillow as he’s slowly driven crazy by Boris’ cock.

Max' heart flutters rapidly in his chest. Soul mates. His Boris. Can he hope that this man won't leave him, like the rest of his past lovers? Max' thoughts don't stay there since the pleasure is quite overwhelming. He drowns another moan into the pillow. "Ahh ~ ah~ " Max can feel how he's cumming yet again. This time not as explosively, but a slow and drawn-out orgasm. Staining his bed. "I don't want... anyone else to have me like this again. Only you."

"stop saying i’m jealous. i’m not— i just. i don’t like having to share."

Max looks up at Garland with surprise in his eyes, and an awkward smile on his lips. The other man has been in a bad mood since they arrived at the party location, and it was starting to upset Max. The half American decided to pull the man with him to the balcony facing the ocean. "Share?' Max asks. "Share me, with who?"

Max feels himself tense up even in his tipsy state, but Kai is a friend. Why would he tense? The man's lips are by his ears. "Are you sure Siebald is who you think he is?" Max frowns at Kai as he pulls away ever so slightly. "He's treating me well,Kai."

---

Garland can't hear what was said, but he likes the frown on Max's lips. But before he can get close, someone blocks his way. "Could you... Ugh." Garland steps back, glaring up at the amused face of Boris. "Could I what, bitch?" Garland rolls his eyes. Great. "Move."

Max tenses up. He had expected questions, but not from one of his oldest beyblade friends. Yet, Kai is always suspicious. A smile grows on Max' lips. "Garland is great." Max starts, the scent of whiskey hitting his face at Kai's closeness. Max tries to create some distance. "He makes me happy."

"stop saying i’m jealous. i’m not— i just. i don’t like having to share."

Max looks up at Garland with surprise in his eyes, and an awkward smile on his lips. The other man has been in a bad mood since they arrived at the party location, and it was starting to upset Max. The half American decided to pull the man with him to the balcony facing the ocean. "Share?' Max asks. "Share me, with who?"

Max is soon happily chatting with Takao, can of beer in his hand. He's tipsy, and very happy: surrounded by friends. He can see his man talking with other friends on the other side of the room, and the sight of Garland makes him smile widely. An arm snakes its way around his lower back when he wasn't expecting, but seeing Kai lean in to whisper something makes Max reluctant to act. Even if he is a bit close.

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Garland doesn't see it at first, instead chatting with Ming-Ming and others, until Mystel nudges him. Nodding to something across the room. Kai, that bastard. If it was Takao, or Rei, that wouldn't seem odd. But Kai isn't the touchy type. Certainly not someone who'd wrap an arm around a friend like that. "Wonderful." Garland mutters, handing his drink to Mystel. He could let Max handle this but that wouldn't make him a good boyfriend.

Max feels himself tense up even in his tipsy state, but Kai is a friend. Why would he tense? The man's lips are by his ears. "Are you sure Siebald is who you think he is?" Max frowns at Kai as he pulls away ever so slightly. "He's treating me well,Kai."

"You’re so warm."

Max releases a small ‘hm?’ sound as he calmly lets his hand move up and down Boris’ back. The blonde is resting in his sofa, the other man basically on top of him stealing his body heat. The tv is on and the dull sound of a movie runs in the background. Outside the rain is pouring down. Heavy and damp. Max has been aware of the other having a hard time keeping warm. Pale because of lack of vitamin D. Yet, he hasnt guessed that the man he has started seeing isn’t human. “You’re not getting sick?” Max asks.

Max heart flutters. Boris doesn’t say “love” so easily, yet tonight, the word seems to fall from his lips naturally. The moment the man’s hand leaves him makes Max feel cold. Needing the pressure back, and more. “I want you.” Max says in a pant, and it doesn’t take long before Max gets what he wants. Thick cock filling him up just perfectly. “Ahhh ~ !” Max shivers, his own cock now rock hard and staining the sheets below him. The throbbing need is overwhelming, and Max lips part in a happy moan as the man reaches his deepest parts. “Oh, Borissss….”

—

Boris grits his teeth, his canines growing as the sound of Max’s heart hammers in the man’s chest. He wants to bite into it. Taste the blood, taste all of him. “Fuck…” He grips the man’s hips hard as he sits deep. He can’t. He can’t do that to Max. He’d lose so much for a brief moment of satisfaction. “You drive me crazy.” Boris laughs, smoothing a hand over the curve of Max’s back. “So fucking perfect.” He eases his hips back, fucking the man nice and slow.

Unaware of Boris' dilemma, Max simply enjoys the bliss of being pleasured so greatly by a man he has come to care deeply for. That he wants as his own. The slick sound of lube, and flesh against flesh, gets louder in the room. The pace is perfect. Max's pale body is red with his joy, and moans erupt from his throat with every thrust. "You... fit so perfectly .. like you were made for me.."

"stop saying i’m jealous. i’m not— i just. i don’t like having to share."

Max looks up at Garland with surprise in his eyes, and an awkward smile on his lips. The other man has been in a bad mood since they arrived at the party location, and it was starting to upset Max. The half American decided to pull the man with him to the balcony facing the ocean. "Share?' Max asks. "Share me, with who?"

"I'm with you, okay?" Max winks playfully. He accepts that kiss before reluctantly moving back inside to the party. Now there's more stares, some people asking about Garland. Their relationship is just a few weeks old, but very serious. Max wants it to work.

---

Garland watches Max leave and re-enter the party. People were certainly surprised by the kissing, considering the few who swarmed him. But not the ones who gave Garland concern. They stay back. Looking sour. Upset. Kai's glaring at him over the rim of his drink. Garland can't help but smirk. He feels very lucky to have Max.

Max is soon happily chatting with Takao, can of beer in his hand. He's tipsy, and very happy: surrounded by friends. He can see his man talking with other friends on the other side of the room, and the sight of Garland makes him smile widely. An arm snakes its way around his lower back when he wasn't expecting, but seeing Kai lean in to whisper something makes Max reluctant to act. Even if he is a bit close.

"You’re so warm."

Max releases a small ‘hm?’ sound as he calmly lets his hand move up and down Boris’ back. The blonde is resting in his sofa, the other man basically on top of him stealing his body heat. The tv is on and the dull sound of a movie runs in the background. Outside the rain is pouring down. Heavy and damp. Max has been aware of the other having a hard time keeping warm. Pale because of lack of vitamin D. Yet, he hasnt guessed that the man he has started seeing isn’t human. “You’re not getting sick?” Max asks.

Max’ face, even his shoulders, are red with a blush. The slow pace is a tease Max almost can’t stand: it’s torture. “Boris, enough…” Max manages to say. Hia voice hot, and needy. “I need you. Forget condoms, just… have me already.” They can clean up in the shower. Continue, in the shower.

—

Oh, now that is a perfect little beg. “So needy.” Boris taunts, pulling his fingers free from that wanting hole and picking the lube up once more. He won’t say no to the chance of fucking the man raw. Feeling every inch of that warmth up his cock. “Love you like this.” He murmurs, a chill running up his spine as the cold lube hits his cocks. “Wanting and ready for me.” He steps forward, the head of his cock pressing against Max for just a moment before he pushes himself in. A deep satisfied groan escaping him as he pushes all the way in.

Max heart flutters. Boris doesn't say "love" so easily, yet tonight, the word seems to fall from his lips naturally. The moment the man's hand leaves him makes Max feel cold. Needing the pressure back, and more. "I want you." Max says in a pant, and it doesn't take long before Max gets what he wants. Thick cock filling him up just perfectly. "Ahhh ~ !" Max shivers, his own cock now rock hard and staining the sheets below him. The throbbing need is overwhelming, and Max lips part in a happy moan as the man reaches his deepest parts. "Oh, Borissss...."

"You’re so warm."

Max releases a small ‘hm?’ sound as he calmly lets his hand move up and down Boris’ back. The blonde is resting in his sofa, the other man basically on top of him stealing his body heat. The tv is on and the dull sound of a movie runs in the background. Outside the rain is pouring down. Heavy and damp. Max has been aware of the other having a hard time keeping warm. Pale because of lack of vitamin D. Yet, he hasnt guessed that the man he has started seeing isn’t human. “You’re not getting sick?” Max asks.

“The side where you… are finger fucking me?” Max says, a happy chuckle is interrupted by another moan. Boris just feels so good, knowing just where to touch him. He is getting a bit impatient. He wants to feel that big, strong body over him. “Ah ~ Boris… ” Max groans.

—-

Boris laughs at that. The scandal. “Yes?” Boris asks with a grin. He eases his fingers out slowly now, moving up to a third as he pushes back in. Max’ll beg soon enough and he’ll give the human everything he wants and more. “What’s the matter?”

Max' face, even his shoulders, are red with a blush. The slow pace is a tease Max almost can't stand: it's torture. "Boris, enough..." Max manages to say. Hia voice hot, and needy. "I need you. Forget condoms, just... have me already." They can clean up in the shower. Continue, in the shower.

"stop saying i’m jealous. i’m not— i just. i don’t like having to share."

Max looks up at Garland with surprise in his eyes, and an awkward smile on his lips. The other man has been in a bad mood since they arrived at the party location, and it was starting to upset Max. The half American decided to pull the man with him to the balcony facing the ocean. "Share?' Max asks. "Share me, with who?"

Max almost chases Garland's lips as the man pulls away. Blinking, he lets out a small laugh. "You feeling less jealous now?" Max asks softly. "Yeah, I should try to meet with every body but you know, you got me to go home with."

---

"I am... I know I don't have to worry but..." The way they look at Max. The subtle flirting and trying to get him close. Was so damn annoying. He kisses Max once more on the lips before standing up straight. "I do. You best go before Takao starts to complain he doesn't have his drinking buddy with him."

"I'm with you, okay?" Max winks playfully. He accepts that kiss before reluctantly moving back inside to the party. Now there's more stares, some people asking about Garland. Their relationship is just a few weeks old, but very serious. Max wants it to work.

"You’re so warm."

Max releases a small ‘hm?’ sound as he calmly lets his hand move up and down Boris’ back. The blonde is resting in his sofa, the other man basically on top of him stealing his body heat. The tv is on and the dull sound of a movie runs in the background. Outside the rain is pouring down. Heavy and damp. Max has been aware of the other having a hard time keeping warm. Pale because of lack of vitamin D. Yet, he hasnt guessed that the man he has started seeing isn’t human. “You’re not getting sick?” Max asks.

Max’ breathing grows louder, cheeks red, and he hugs the pillows to his chest. A low moan leaves him as a second finger is added. He can’t help it. “I think they.. they’re scared of you.” Max doesn’t know why. Who would fear Boris? The older lady has asked Max if he is alright more than twice at this point.

—

Boris grins wickedly at that. “I look like a punk.” He looks like a monster compared to Max. Smaller, cute and bright. And then there’s Boris. Practically ghost like with his rough clothes and attitude. “They don’t get to see the sides of me you do.” He quickens his hand, barely teasing that wonderful spot deep inside Max with each movement.

"The side where you... are finger fucking me?" Max says, a happy chuckle is interrupted by another moan. Boris just feels so good, knowing just where to touch him. He is getting a bit impatient. He wants to feel that big, strong body over him. "Ah ~ Boris... " Max groans.

"stop saying i’m jealous. i’m not— i just. i don’t like having to share."

Max looks up at Garland with surprise in his eyes, and an awkward smile on his lips. The other man has been in a bad mood since they arrived at the party location, and it was starting to upset Max. The half American decided to pull the man with him to the balcony facing the ocean. "Share?' Max asks. "Share me, with who?"

Max sighs through his nose as the kiss gets deeper. The awareness of other people fades from his mind as his boyfriend's body is close to his, hands on him. And tonight, they're sharing a very nice hotel room together.

---

Garland's hand slips into Max's hair. It's damn obvious to anyone who might still be watching, this kiss isn't ending anytime soon. They can be jealous all they want, Max is with him. Pulling away finally to breathe, Garland laughs slightly. "I want to do that to you all night... But I think people will be annoyed." Sure, there are a few who want Max. But there are plenty more who've been wanting to catch up with him. Takao, for one surely wants to at least play a stupid drinking game with his best friend.