nakakaputang ina!

[splitfangs]

Justin yelped in surprise at the slap, though the sound quickly distorted. By the time it was finished, it was a moan, as instinctive as the initial vocalization he made when getting hit had been. The evidence of Gabi's strike was evident on his pale skin. He still felt the heat of it long after her hand had left.

Gabi forced her to look at him, and Justin's breath caught in his throat. She was so beautiful when she leaned over him like this. Justin would never dream of disobeying her directly — but he did so enjoy giving her reasons to go after him again. As Justin's fingers continued to work her cock, he nodded up at her.

The hand on her neck slid down Gabi's arm. Justin took her gently by the wrist. For a moment, he grinned around her thumb, sharp teeth exposed when his lips peeled back. Then, he closed his mouth and began to suck on her digit. His tongue curled around it, touching her pretty purple nail, and Justin sighed with terrible adoration.

You can bend me over anything you like, he thought. The pad of Justin's own thumb teased the head of her cock, massaging the slit in it. What was she going to do, he wondered, when she got there ? That prompted him to groan softly, and it reverberated against her flesh.

[mansigit]

The worst thing about Justin's easy familiarity with her body was how swiftly she was stiffening in his hold even when he stopped stroking. He was temptation incarnate like this: looking up with those unreal red eyes, sucking eagerly despite the mark that burned his cheek. Gabi was going to start leaking against his thumb any minute, but for as long as she didn't--

"I see," she hissed. "You want to play games."

--then she could find whatever reason she wanted to spank her boy's perfect ass.

Her thumb shoved in all the way for just a moment, the pad of it stroking the centre of Justin's tongue until it threatened to tickle the back of his throat, and then pulled out roughly with a pop. A shiver travelled up her spine when she grabbed his wrist and tugged him off her stiffening dick, but she recollected herself delicately and swung her legs over the edge of the bed.

Long fingers carded through Justin's hair, then clenched in it. "Down," she murmured, guiding him to rest his torso over her lap. The brush of his chest against her semi-hard length had her biting her lip.

"Thought you could tease me, baby?"

Gabi's other hand stroked down Justin's spine and curved possessively over his frustratingly firm ass.

"I gave you one job."

And she gave one swift, easy spank to drive that point home.

[mansigit]

Quill knocked on the door. Justin had been reluctant to stay at his family's house, so Gavin had offered one of his smaller investment properties that was between tenants. Quill pulled his coat tighter. He almost left the container in his hands on the stoop — but then came the sound of movement. The entrance opened, and the elder creature smiled.

❝Hello, Gabi,❞ he said, voice purposefully soft in case the fledgling vampire wasn't quite used to her hearing yet. ❝I know my son is out, don't worry — I actually stopped by to check on you.❞ Quill's arms instinctively drifted back toward his stomach. The chill of the treat against his bump reminded him that he had brought it. He stretched the sealed tupperware out toward Gabi.

❝They're frozen blood ... on popsicle sticks.❞ He laughed, more than aware of how silly it sounded. ❝I give them to the little ones when they're teething ; I've also noticed that they work for big vampires, too. It's a strange feeling, waking up with your new mouth, hm ? These are for you ... they'll give you sustenance while you're adjusting.❞

— from @mycursedcaptain, unprompted.

The depth of Gabi's distaste for Justin's mother couldn't be described for fear of her losing her temper. Ever since she first laid eyes on him-- on the way that he clung so desperately to his husband, and looked at him, and seemed to notice nothing else in the world but this fucking man-- it'd taken everything in her not to ask what the hell his problem was. Out of respect for Justin, and for the weirdness of actually getting to meet his family (because they were at that stage, it seemed), she'd kept silent, but it felt like such an affront to the womanhood she strived to achieve that she'd spent most of that first night frustratedly fucking her little wife into the mattress.

Out of love, of course. (Or whatever approximation Gabi could muster.)

It was humiliating, that said, opening the door to the sight of Quill himself. Her irritation was through the roof, reminding her in some stupid way of when her second puberty first started. She was hungry and itchy and cold, and every living thing that passed by made her stomach hurt, and Justin had left her behind because he had family obligations, and she was too good of a person to hold him back.

"Holy shit," she said aloud after an inhale, and then cringed when she realised she'd said it. You reek of pregnancy stuck in the back of her throat.

"I mean-- that's--" Gabi inhaled, smiling after. "Hi, Momma."

Ugh. She'd never felt more awkward, standing there in Justin's shirt and her ugly pyjama shorts. She hadn't even had time to put on makeup.

"Thanks." She took the tupperware, sniffled, and then made a disgusted face at how pathetic that sounded. "Justin never told me how bad I'd feel after the whole thing-- not that I'm not grateful, he's just-- he never prepares enough, I always tell him..."

Gabi sighed, ducked her head, and glanced at Quill through her lashes and the curtain of her (uncombed, anak ng--) hair.

"...did you walk long? In this cold? You wanna come in, or--?"

[splitfangs]

Justin's eyes darkened as Gabi moved closer. He turned his head to better look at her. The stinging marks from her nails, sank deep into his pale flesh, were a remarkable appetizer.

❝— but that was last night,❞ he teased, voice low. Justin finally lifted his hands from the bed. Both trailed up her thighs and curled behind her. He squeezed Gabi's ass unashamedly. One palm then slid further, following her body until Justin was holding her neck beneath her hair ; the other shifted to her lower abdomen. ❝This is today.❞

Justin's fingertips unceremoniously curled around Gabi's cock. He stroked the top of it with the pad of his thumb first, admiring the way it reacted to him. So alive, so warm. The vampire's hand opened, and he took great pleasure in sliding it along her shaft.

❝Besides, you know I'm obsessed with you,❞ Justin said, claws scratching affectionately against her skin. ❝I'd have you every minute ... of every day ... if you'd let me.❞ Never mind that it wasn't feasible to have sex forever — there was no logic in the world of his dreams. Justin lifted himself up to kiss her, growling quietly in the back of his throat.

[mansigit]

There were days Gabi questioned what she was even doing with Justin: days she woke up beside him feeling happy, and then questioning who the fuck she even was to get something like that. The twitch of her dick for him made one thing clear, though-- it felt really fucking good to have someone who knew how to touch you.

Even if there was the thinnest layer of disgust in the way she huffed, "You wouldn't get anything done without me, would you, Justin?"

Raising herself a little higher on her knees, her thickening dick thrust against Justin's inhumanly soft hand. Vampire was such a bizarre flavour to add to her life, but it had its perks, and Justin's ability to heal from anything was up there.

Gabi didn't hold back when she slapped him. In one swift, sharp motion, she stopped him just before their mouths met, eyes flaring as she watched him and felt her own hand pulse with new heat. Beneath the touch of Justin's fingertips on her neck, her pulse fluttered with amusement.

"What did I say?" she asked, sneering as she grabbed Justin by the chin to force his eyes on her. "You haven't gotten me hard yet, honey.

"Behave." Her thumb brushed over Justin's bottom lip, then pushed into his mouth without hesitation. "Don't make me bend you over my lap."

But you'd like that, Gabi's eyes challenged, wouldn't you?

[splitfangs]

Justin complied with Gabi's movements, as much as he hated them. The warmth of her body disappearing from him was almost painful. If he could have held her there for the rest of his long life, savoring the smell and feel of her, he would have — truly, there had never been anything in the world that made him as happy ( or sexually frustrated ) as Gabi.

My case ? Justin thought, raising a brow. With his head in the pillow, his hair was spread around it like a halo. Around his wrists and neck were handwoven cords made from coconut husk fiber that were inlaid with chips of amber. Gifts from a people he tried to help recently, which he was too tired to remove last night. The vampire smiled, content to leave his arms bent and hands turned palm - up on the bed as he stared at her. Love - sick, he called it, like he was an aged tree and she a treasured, pretty ivy plant throttling him to death.

❝Your kitten ?❞ Justin repeated the term with fondness. ❝Your kitten wants fucked, plain and simple.❞ His eyes gleamed, as confident as the extra curl of his lips and steadiness of his voice. ❝I know you've got some things that'll leave a nice mark on your poor, helpess apex predator.❞

[mansigit]

"God, you're greedy," Gabi snarled, even if the gleam in her eyes betrayed her pride in Justin's offer. Sometimes she entertained having longer nails-- if she sharpened them enough, no doubt she could bring cuts scratching them down Justin's body-- but for now she remained satisfied clutching his jaw and pressing blunt nails into bone.

"We just fucked last night, baby." Bending towards him, she bit his lip, whispering a scolding, "My tits still reek of your spit."

And over her left breast was the perfect ring of teeth marks Justin left behind when Gabi gave him permission to bite. She'd never tell him, but she could spend ages just looking at it in the mirror, admiring it.

Justin's jaw was released to anchor her palm on the curve of his shoulder. Gabi's other hand moved down his waist, finding his thigh and stroking the inside of it.

"Maybe if you get me hard again..."

It didn't take much to shift the angle of her hips, soft cock nudging lightly against Justin's own.

"...I'll consider it."

[splitfangs]

Justin raised his head just enough to look out the window. Thick, coarse hair, more gray than brown these days, slid over her shoulder. He peered at the rain, seeming to take it in. The vampire then turned his head and nosed into her hair.

❝If it clears up later ...❞ Justin murmured first. He cleared his throat and moved his mouth closer to the shell of her ear. ❝I suppose we'll just have to find a way to pass the time until this goes away, now that we're both awake.❞ Around her waist, his arms tightened, attempting to pull her back against him. One of his hands began to leisurely stroke her middle.

Oh, he was incorrigible — but that was nothing new. It was no secret that Justin was infatuated with Gabi and took every opportunity to metaphorically position himself at her feet, begging as much as his pride would allow for the chance to make love to her.

❝I have a suggestion, my angel,❞ Justin said, voice lowered. ❝... you've probably already guessed what it is.❞

[mansigit]

"No," Gabi said, playing dumb for no other reason than to be difficult. "I really don't."

It would be a while before the irritation she felt at her derailed plans cleared; she was a sore loser even when her opponent was the weather. But Justin's attempt to take her mind off of it inspired a slight twitch of the lip-- he was utterly endearing whenever he wanted anything.

Her hands moved down to push Justin's off of her body, bare still from the night before. Gabi turned and dug her knee into the mattress, both hands on Justin's broad chest and pushing him down until he was on his back.

"But I'll let you make your case." Sitting on his thighs, Gabi caressed the side of his face, briefly admiring the look of her deep purple nails against Justin's paler skin.

His jaw was nice and familiar in her hold, too.

"What does my kitten want, hm?"

[mansigit]

Justin was barely awake. Yet, somehow, he managed to navigate to her, drawn by Gabi's sweet familiar scent and movement of her blood beneath her skin. His arms sought her waist, and the vampire buried his face in the curve of her neck.

❝Mornin', Angel,❞ Justin said, muffled. The very tips of his fangs scraped the top of her skin. He had always been a nibbler, using biting to seek some comfort — like a little animal teething. ❝What're you doin' ...? It's early.❞

— from @splitfangs, unprompted.

Angel. She ought be used to it by now, but the softly whispered "gago" under her breath came out all the same.

"Am I not allowed to leave without your permission?" Gabi cooed, tone sweet and venomous all at once. She leaned back, caring little for the hair that brushed against the side of Justin's face. In greeting, she leaned over to scrape her teeth over his cheek-- not nearly as sharp as Justin's, but with just as much restrained bite.

"The weather's bad today, Justin." Gabi's forehead knocked lightly against Justin's head in her irritation. Through the window before her, rain continued to fall, clouds all dark and rumbling. "I wanted to look around, plan our route. But fuck that, I guess."

[thunderstruck9]

Luis Caballero (Colombian, 1945-1995), Untitled, 1989. Mixed media on paper, 76 x 56 cm.