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Nov 9, 2014

Scene Does Not Contain A Lapdance - 6 (Geoff I and Michael II)

Chooboozle Achievement Hunter Monster AU

Fic can also be found here~ (AO3)

This is and will be a major story fic.

Pairings: Gavin Free/Ryan Haywood, Ryan Haywood/Ray Narvaez Jr., Gavin Free/Ray Narvaez Jr., Gavin Free/Ray Narvaez Jr./Ryan Haywood, Michael Jones/Geoff Ramsey, Gavin Free/Geoff Ramsey, Michael Jones/Ryan Haywood, Michael Jones/Ray Narvaez Jr./Gavin Free, Gavin Free/Dan Gruchy, Ryan Haywood/Geoff Ramsey, Geoff Ramsey/Burnie Burns

WARNINGS: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Monster AU, Male Threesome, Heat Cycles, Pregnancy Kink (NO ACTUAL PREGNANCIES), Mating Bond, Alpha/Omega, Omega/Omega/Omega, Scenting, Masturbation, Shape Shifting, Omega Masturbation, Knot Licking, Kissing, Fluff, Major Fluff, Comfort/Angst, Buttplugs, dildos, vibrators, mind reading, mind hate

Ray really never found himself paying attention to the other guys while they played; it was mainly because he was too busy either trying to win, or just being too engrossed with what he is doing (and, of course, never be a screen-looking bitch). After Ryan becoming king for the third time, Ray couldn't help but honestly feel a little jealous. It wasn't anything big; it was just some werewolf pride that pounced through his arteries; just pure natural instinct showing through. His humanoid ears would droop slightly every time he would hear someone make a remark about the vampire’s pseudo-status of his kingliness. He had to admit, however, whenever Ryan would place his stance right over Ray and throw his voice to a deep low - a low no other monster in the office has heard before, Ray was ready to present himself, ass in the air and whimpering for his Alpha to take him.

That was the only good Ray thought of it, however. Gavin completely marveled over Ryan being king and especially gushed because of his own sick, twisted fashion of actually thinking of Ryan "overthrowing" Gavin's kingly status in such a sexual and perverse way. That night he was on his knees that night with eager lips, moaning and whimpering as he took his Alpha's thick cock in his mouth - his king. Occasionally, he would choke and whine, apologizing to "his grace" for faltering his movements. It was all in good, sexy play and as much Ray loved that (God, watching Gavin do that nearly made the Omega werewolf lose his mind),Ray was still a jealous werewolf at heart.

And for a good reason; it was because he is good gamer. He loved his status of being the best, yet youngest, gamer out of the six. He probably loved it most, at times, feeling as proud as an Alpha whenever he would win games and get the highest score. He put himself as nothing less that the greatest and so, he remained determined by keeping his eyes on his own. Today was different, however.

During a round of Grand Theft Auto V, Ryan was positively destroying the group. Ray was finding himself to not have any victims of shooting. Everytime he would aim and try to shoot, they would either run away or he would miss. He whined as he was hoping that he was just having an off day, but concerned and annoyed thoughts began to cloud in as Ray continued to get shot down and just completely annihilated because of Ryan.

The werewolf would softly growl every time the grayscale would capture the picture and sudden in a stream a red the words “WASTED” would come up. It was all in good fun, but the moody werewolf couldn’t help but mutter a couple of curses or complaints as he would try his best to continue to play. During most of the session, Ray would occasionally pop in a word or two and try to throw in some of the loose and scattered commentary between all of them, but he remained mostly focus of how to get Ryan. With little devious and evil smirks, Ray would perch himself on a building and just camp out, waiting for his mate’s character to pop up. Occasionally Ray would just shoot a passer-by just for laughs and then scolding himself for actually being able to shoot and kill the A.I in the game but not any of the other five of his co-workers.

And in an instant, Ray’s picture on the screen became faded and gray. The werewolf cursed loudly, growling as he shouted Ryan’s name. The Head vampire chuckled, darting his head back towards the werewolf real quick.

“Pissy puppies need to be punished. Put in their place,” his tongue articulated beautifully, making Michael coo right beside of Gavin who turned his head to look at his mate.

“Oh, fuck you,” Ray spat, rolling his eyes. He always hated when Ryan would say something like that; he always took it to hear that Ryan was putting him down, especially when he says things such as “put in their place” as if Omegas were deemed as a lower class. Beside of Michael, Gavin giggled.

“ ‘s okay, dear,” Gavin cooed. “You’ll get him soon.”

“I’m gonna kick his ass is what I’m gonna do,” Ray smirked, turning his head back towards Ryan. His mate’s eyes were completely locked on the screen, tongue slightly sticking out, and big, strong fingers holding steady on the controls. He held an enthralled smiled as he slowly licked his tongue across his lips, lifting them enough to reveal the tip of his fang pointing out. The werewolf’s smirk vanished as he continued to stare, obvious interest beginning to swell.

The werewolf always admired Ryan’s fangs, especially when transformed. He would wag his tail and nuzzle against his mate before finally finding an opportunity to playfully nip at the Alpha. He did it in hopes that Ryan would bite him back; a bite would always make Ray the most excited and playful and, of course, wanting.

Kick my ass, huh? Ryan made a soft, playful purr, looking over at Ray with deep eyes that were at soft as lavender. Ray pursed his lips, legs beginning to cross almost defensively.

The Head vampire brought his controller just under his chin, licking his lips fully now along with the sharp ending point of his fang. His face was relaxed and lids were falling - as if he were trying to squint to focus, but without the strain. His face was positively gorgeous especially as he continued to lightly drag his tongue across his lips and teeth.

Ray released a little whine, turning his face back to the screen.

Oh, fuck you. Ray repeated mentally, deliberately aiming it at Ryan. He could hear the faint infamous chuckle of his mate ringing through his ears and the werewolf darted his eyes over by Ryan again except this time, his eyes landed on the controller that the gent held.

He noticed that the vampire was not at all treating the object like he should. Instead of thumbs pressed and focused on the little joysticks, they were his index finger and middle finger stretched out with long claw pointed out. They rubbed smoothly over the plastic joysticks and Ray’s face began to relax as he looked with sheer wonderment as his mate continued to hold and treat his controller in such a way. With quick eyes, Ray darted them upward to capture Ryan’s face - his eyes completely fixated on Ray’s. There was a soft tongue that poked out from in between the vampire’s fangs and lips while he licked ever so slowly, a smile never leaving his face. The werewolf gulped, a deep breath leaving his lungs as he continued to stare, eyes now unknowingly wide and wanting.

You fucking teasing bitch, teasing me like this, the werewolf held his ears low making a tiny growl as he continued to stare at his Alpha. The Head vampire bit his lips, eager to show off strong, Alpha fangs to his Omega. Although werewolves and vampires shared a different anatomy of teeth and fangs, Ray would always swoon and lick at the strong, sharp dents whenever the two kissed. Ray saw the fangs now with that smile that always made Ray gush - and it was no fail now.

He groaned in agitation as he felt his slick seeping out to coat the bottom of his boxers. Ray gasped, cheeks heating up in embarrassment as he whinedjust like a puppy.

“Oh, fucking Christ,” Michael turned his head to look at the werewolf with head low and a heated, red face. Michael was able to smell the Hispanic Lad’s scent that possessed scents such as a warm mocha that now filled the room and the vampire Omega had his teeth grit, eyes back on his Alpha who was laughing. His lips were wet and lush - even the ginger whimpered.

Geoff cleared his throat, turning his head to take his headphones off and with a snarl, he looked over at Ryan.

“Did you lose track of one of your other Omega’s heat? You're causing all of the Lads to get messy.”

Ryan raised an eyebrow, chuckling as got up from his seat. As he approached his mate, he had hands already ready to begin to rub just right against the werewolf’s stomach and groin, palming lightly for the best amount of friction. Ray whimpered, watching with eager, wanting eyes, lip bit back as he felt his Alpha mates warm hands cradling his waist before warm lips touched his.

Geoff growled, eyeing the two before swiping his eyes over the other two Omegas. Michael - poor Michael had a worried, covered expression that made his confusion completely obvious. Lips dark and red with fangs poking out in just a pinch of utter want and desire, the demon cursed himself for not being able to do anything about it.

Ray's and Ryan's lips were dancing in the deep kiss, the werewolf whimpering so much so that Geoff growled into his mic.

"Alright, fucking guess we need to do a Let's Stop--" the Head vampire growled, cutting the demon off from his sentence.

"Don't you dare, continue to play. I want my mate to watch how it's done," purred the Alpha vampire. Ray squirmed, whimpering at the words before Ryan pulled the cord that connected Ray's mic with the jack. Ryan's eyes were at lush blue - one that kept all of the Omegas attention in the room with such striking curiosity. Ray spread his legs, whining longingly before Ryan licked at his cheek, hands palming harsh against the hardness of the werewolf, rubbing the wetness and slick that began to pool in the Omega's jeans.

Geoff pursed his lips, eyes lidded with anger as he pulled on his headphones once again before continuing to play, just as scheduled. He had no idea if the audience would be able to tell something was going on and so with a growl, Geoff gave a soft, "Ryan and Ray sucking each other off into an oblivion."

There was a whine that the wendigo had made - a complete real and wanting whine that ached for his Alpha, so much so that even Jack looked over at Gavin giving a small, reassuring smile. "Doe is getting lonely."

"Shut up, you knob," Gavin sighed, fingers tight on his controller. "I hate it whenever you call me a 'doe'."

Geoff heard Ryan chuckle in reply - a devious chuckle of affirment. There were tiny moans between the two, Ryan eagerly nipping at Ray's lips, the demon just knows it. Geoff shifted in his chair just slightly, gaining a look from Jack who grinned a sharp smile before winking at him.

"For once, I'm agreeing with the asshole deer. Shut up, Jack," Geoff spat venom although the rugaru just laughed, rolling his eyes before he, as well, unplugged his mic.

"I'm calling for a Let's Stop. Ryan and Ray are making me so nauseated, I can't play," Jack was laughing lightly as he got up from his seat before leaving out of the door. He took a playful hand, ruffling up Gavin's hair before he left, making the Omega growl like a small puppy, brand new to the world.

"God Dammit, you two ruin everything. Let's Stop!" Geoff pulled off his headphones, darting a look at Gavin to stop the recording, however the wendigo was slow to react, his attention completely fixated on his mates with hungry eyes as he saw them kiss. "Sick motherfucker," Geoff growled jealously at Ryan. The way the Alpha looked at the moment with his teasing, lusty eyes along with his fangs poking out and nipping at Ray so much so that Gavin finally got up in a flurry. Such a frisky, possessive wendigo - so much so that he was eager to jump into the mix of the two mates, fingers exploring and dabbing at the slick that coated the werewolf. They were purring like kittens - happy and in love.

Ray's pants were opened, cock popping out and leaking all over the vampire's hand as he jerked and rubbed. The werewolf’s puppy noises were driving Geoff absolutely insane, his fangs barring against his teeth in a hungry, wanting way. Oh, how pretty the Omega looked so free and opened, just ready for his Alpha and his Omega mate to take. There was a jealous whirr from the Djinn, arms beginning to itch and grow unbearably warm for the werewolf and his pack. Geoff was a envious demon, cock beginning to harden and strain - his main obstacle at relief was the fact that an Omega was just fingertips away, yet he wasn't allowed to touch.

The way Michael was just steadily mewling like all curious kit, Geoff could see the Omega squirming and whimpering at the new sensational feel of arousal as the ginger just stared at the two. His tongue was popped out just so slightly to lick at his tiny teeth and fangs - so Omega , Geoff knew Ryan was proud to have such a vampire. Geoff could see the vampire whimpering slightly, the sweet cinnamon and mocha smells arousing him and, Hell, the Omega vampire probably doesn't even know it. The demon wonders if the vampire has presented yet: has he ever toyed with himself, played with his small, wet nub, licked and tried to taste, practice himself with multiple fingers and whine - almost as if wanting a proper knot to fill him to the limits? Geoff could barely take it with his eyes fixated on Michael so much so that he had to look away.

There was blood pounding through his cheeks, lighting them up just like his tattoos and he desperately tried tried to cover himself with the thick hoodie as he heard Ray moaning, now. His voice was as slick and wet as his cock that bobbed whenever Gavin licked at it with his warm tongue. He heard Ryan speaking so low and so filthy, Geoff never thought he would ever hear it from the Alpha.

"My little wolf, all wanting and needy for my cock. You see what jealousy gets you?" Ryan's voice was just above a whisper, it was so quiet and sharp. Geoff was now staring at the trio, waiting for Ray's reply.

There was none; all that remained was thirsty moans and gulps as the werewolf bucked up into Gavin's licks and touches. Geoff could see Ryan's slick and coated fingers poking in and out while flicking upward and God, Geoff forced himself to look away, feeling he would just lose control of all of his actions. He ground into the desk, biting his lip.

Michael was curled into a tight ball in his chair, cursing and growling as he finally stood up to leave. Geoff gaped as he looked to see what seemed like a tight bulge that mounded against Michael’s jeans.

And then, there was a thirsty howl that rang nearly soft against Geoff's ears and he moaned, himself, smelling smelling the intoxicating, arousing scents of a spent Omega. Geoff bit his lips staring staring at Ray, hands tight against the arms of his chair, grip so tight it was as if his life depended on it.

Geoff finally admitted to himself that it wasn't sickening. It was beautiful, so beautiful and he was just jealous. The pretty Omega boys all "belonging" to the Alpha vampire, he hated it so.

The three of them were cuddling. Gavin was releasing pretty coos and purrs while nuzzling into the werewolf before sharing a kiss. The kiss was warm and soft and everything Geoff wanted after a nice, playful tease. Whenever he and Ryan ended such a session the week before, he was hoping the Gent vampire would be kind enough to cuddle and kiss against him, but but it didn't happen.

Ryan was licking at the werewolf, placing soft kisses and that is when Geoff decided to leave. Ray whined, almost apologetically at the Alpha demon, spreading his legs slightly, almost in invitation. The Head vampire growled, slapping at Ray's legs.

"Don't you dare offer yourself to anyone but me and your mate," he snarled, looking up at Geoff. The demon tighter the sleeves around his arms, emitting a snarl, himself.

"He might as well. Everyone from here to Hell can smell his slick - I might as well lick it. Such a tease you three are - all of you," the demon purposely strutted, making sure that the Omega mates could clearly see the hardness and knot that Geoff sported. Gavin licked his lips once before looking away, ears low and offensive with apologies. Ryan curled his arms around his mates, whirring a protective growl before Geoff finally reached the door.

"And by the way, dickweed, good luck with trying to explain to Michael how you so casually exploited Ray. He's so confused and frightened, he didn't know whether to be turned on or to leave," Geoff closed the door.

Ryan's teeth were grit grit and his fists were clenched so much so that Gavin kissed kissed at his chin to calm him.

"Love, he is just a typical devil. You didn't 'exploit' Ray."

The werewolf quickly hopped up his pants until they settled properly on his waist. He leaned in to kiss his Alpha, purring soft and kind. The Alpha responded with licks of his own, pressing his lips against the skin of Ray's cheeks. "Thank you, Ryan. I was feeling shitty today until now." With loving purrs, he nuzzles his forehead against Ryan's. "But Michael is different. You need to go to him. It wasn't fair for us to do that; he wasn't ready for it."

Ryan whirred a defensive growl, the second thought of his Omega vampire beginning to concern him.

Michael. My Michael. I messed up.

With a small, pecking kiss to both of his mates, Ryan got up on his feet, brushed Ray off, apologized, and left to go find his Omega.

Both Gavin and Ray exchanged looks of worry and concernment, but they took hold of each others’ hands and smiled, knowing - or at least hoping that their Alpha will be okay.

“Geoff is being a quite real dope, isn’ he?” Gavin asked with a yawn. Ray hummed in agreement, rubbing at the wendigo’s antlers and used them as support as he got up from the chair. The Omega wendigo grunted, whining in a small pain that he felt - just a pinch - from the werewolf tugging at his horns. “Sensitive, there, Ray,” he hissed as the werewolf supported himself on his feet, chuckling lightly.

“Those stupid things are good for something, after all.”

“You weren’t saying that when we were first getting close,” Gavin purred, lacing his arms around his Omega mate, planting a soft kiss upon the Hispanic’s chin. “You said you loved my antlers. They were so impressive to you.”

“They are pretty,” Ray cooed. “Almost as pretty as you licking at me just a few minutes ago.”

He took another sip of coffee before rubbing his eyes. The man was beyond exhausted, stress not lulling him to sleep at night to where he dream happily and have the rest he needed to get through the hellish day. With slow, sluggish fingers, and with weary, unfocused eyes, he desperately tried to type away on his desktop, but to no avail. There was just a tensed wire that laid straight in his mind, anymore pull and it would be snapped in half and the poor human would just find himself in a corner, crying out desperately to try and prove that he was not insane and that he was natural for this secluded building.

He is not insane, but his mind is just stressed - too stressed of being alone.

In all honesty, he was frightened. A deep terror lurked inside of him were he was always looking over his shoulders to trying to hang his head low whenever one would pass and by one, he meant one of his employees. Even his co-worker, Matt, was not like him - the strutting Beta imp. None of them were and so Burnie could not help but feel just so desperately alone. At night, he would sit on his bed just staring straight at the ceiling, hoping - hoping that a demon or vampire was not lurking in his corner with a hungry mouth. For years upon years he’s been working with these monsters and not once had he gotten used to it.

He had even taken the time to learn and study Alpha and Omega traits so that he could be understanding and relatable whenever there was a crisis that couldn’t be helped (for example: an Omega falling into heat; it isn’t their fault and Burnie is understanding that they need to leave and be assisted by an Alpha). He did it because he wasn’t discriminating. He did it because he hates establishments who are rude enough to not accept any monster for their business which is why he made “Rooster Teeth” a welcomed place for animators and gaming vigors for all business - both human and monsters.

He just never thought that his whole building would have no humans besides himself. He thought that he had it all planned out, but apparently there are dozens of monsters qualified to fill the positions at Rooster Teeth leaving only him to be the lone human amongst all of the monsters.

A weak and defenseless human as he was, he could spit out just a tiny bit a blood and a monster would be eager to lick and drink at him. That is what he feared the most. He’s dealt with it before, but one day he knows that he could push an employee over the edge. A cut, a leaking bruise - they could end him.

He loved his employees sincerely, but could just never get over the fact that they were able to conjure spells, read minds, scent, and above all thirst for human blood.

Oh, God, especially with the three thirsty Alphas that he feared the most.

With a knock at his door, the human jumped, gasping slightly with wide eyes and a ready heart - ready to run and flee in utter fear. He didn’t even so much as move from his seat, but just stare at the door that was rapping slightly as sharp claws tapped on the wood.

“Open up, asshole, it’s me,” said a familiar voice on the other side. Burnie gritted his teeth, exhaling deeply and trying his best to put up his defensive act as he got up from his chair and headed for the door. With a shaky hand, he opened it.

“Hey, babe,” purred the Djinn when the door was swung opened. Burnie pursed his lips as he looked up and down Geoff’s body, cursing himself for staring slightly at the tattoos. Although in fear, Burnie was always interested in the glowing tattoos that the Gent illuminated. With no words, Burnie just nodded before beginning to travel back to his seat with there was sudden strong hands gripping at his sides. That is when Burnie gasped, groaning as he felt the demon pull him close until their backs were collided. Geoff stood slightly taller than the human and he emitted a purr that only sent chills down the human’s spine. “Are you not going to even acknowledge the fact that there is a demon in your office?”

The voice was slightly offended with an underlying growl and Burnie gulped. Djinns were always the type to want to be acknowledge especially by a lesser class - such as humans. Burnie breathed heavily feeling the demon’s arms tightening around him before he finally managed to squeeze out a sharp, “hello, Geoff.”

“Hello, my Burnie,” Geoff purred, resting his forehead against the back of Burnie’s. The human shuddered, fingers growing weak as he tried to pull and pry Geoff’s arms from lacing around him. There was no reasoning though as the demon just held his grip, a growl ringing out. “What’s the matter, my human?”

“I’m not your human, Geoff. I’m equally shared,” Burnie spat, finally able to throw Geoff’s arms from around him. “And for your information, don’t ever call me ‘babe’.”

“Sounds like we are full of vinegar today,” Geoff mused, hands finding their way to falling back on Burnie’s waist. He leaned in close a loud purr reverberating purposely so that Burnie could hear. There was heat that the human started to feel and he gasped when the demon took a finger and pulled the human’s face slightly back. Soon, Geoff’s mouth was close to Burnie’s ear, mustache tickling and toying with light hairs at Burnie’s skin. Then his voice was gone - only a whisper remained as he said, “I want you…now.”

“No!” Burnie roared, ripping himself from Geoff’s grasp. The demon snarled playfully, following Burnie back to his seat and before he sat down, Geoff pulled him close again, warm hands pulling some loose, short locks from Burnie’s face. The human bit his lip, shuddering at how hot Geoff’s hands were and how fingertips felt like little lit matches that played with his skin. Nothing uncomfortable, but it definitely held Burnie’s attention as his eyes wandered down to Geoff’s arms. He exhaled a shaky breath when he saw the fact that the inky arms were glowing a soft, faded turquoise.

“Don’t blame me...Ray and Ryan did some shit in the office - all while we were doing a Let’s Play…” he leaned in close. “Got me all excited…Made me want to find an Omega, but damn, Ryan won’t let me touch his vampire…The little Omega even stormed out so I could do nothing about it."

“W - why are you telling me this, Geoff?” Burnie tried to maintain his composure, closing his eyes so that he wouldn’t have to stare at the demon’s red ones. Geoff smiled a smile that Burnie didn’t need to see in order to feel it there. It was full of such devious intentions that even the Devil would be blushing.

“I need to calm down some how...can’t be walking around like this,” Geoff took Burnie’s hand and shot it low to his crotch, forcing the human to feel and rub. Burnie gasped through gritted teeth, eyes shooting open in surprise as he felt how hard Geoff was through his jeans. Cock was straining, making an impressive bulge through the denim that no Omega would resist, and Hell, maybe not even a human who showed Omega characteristics. Burnie could feel the inflating, hard knot that Geoff began to sport in his heated state.

“God,” Burnie sighed, snatching his hand away from the warmth of Geoff. “No…” he repeated, but less confident this time. He didn't even realize that his lips fell loose to where his tongue was peeking out, making Geoff chuckle.

“Oh, come on, love,” Geoff purred, obviously getting his speech from Gavin who had lived with him until he moved out for Ryan. “When will you let one of us actually do something to you. I’m sure it would help your fear of us.”

Burnie bit his lip, his worried eyes wide. “N - no...Only Ryan knows that I’m actually afraid of you guys…” His palms were beginning to shake and sweat.

“Oh, come on. It’s obvious that you fear us. The way you seclude yourself in your office, the way you try and quickly finish our conversations so you can coward your way into the bathroom or some other place to find your sanity, it’s obvious and it doesn’t take a mind reading Head vampire to see that,” Geoff’s hands were slack and warm against Burnie’s, now, as he pulled them close. His razor fangs poked through and out of his lip before he purposely licked around them to show them off. To any Omega, they would swoon, but to Burnie, he trembled.

“I have work to do. Please, leave Geoff,” Burnie finally sat in his seat, throwing Geoff’s hands away from his. He tried his best to ignore the aroused, excited demon that was standing beside him as he tried to focus on typing. He even went so far as to typing random words and letters before it was just a bunch of jumbled spam that flooded the lines on the blank document.

“Come on, Burnie,” purred the demon. He took a finger and tried to tilt Burnie’s head to the side, but the human was quick the snatch back.

“Geoff, don’t you have somewhere to be?” Burnie sighed, looking up at the demon. Geoff only held a lustful smile that was twisted like barbed wire.

“I can smell you...Your blood is flowing and pumping through opened vessels. You’re excited for me, Burnie - it's all I can do to not taste it,” Geoff licked his lips. He grabbed a hold of Burnie’s typing hands, growling evilly. “Stop...I'm sure the random, jumbled shit you're working on can wait..."

Geoff's touch - his voice, Burnie shuddered, feeling a cloud nearly engulfing his entire head. It was fuzzy and swirling and Burnie took a look at the demon who was smiling loosely, eyes full with want and play, fangs ready to bite. The human relaxed in Geoff’s touch, sighing as he began to be pulled upward from his seat to a standing position where the demon’s hands met with the small of his back, pulling him close. He could feel the immense heat pulsing from the Gent as they touched.

"Fucker, trying to seduce me..." Burnie gritted his teeth, shooting a sharp look at the demon.

"I'm not trying...I'm succeeding," Geoff giggled like a little school girl and that’s when he finally pulled Burnie in for a kiss and the human moaned, closing his eyes and falling into it as if he tripped and fell. They soon found a small rhythm between their lips - dancing as Ray and Ryan did earlier; the human's state was allowing Burnie to begin to enjoy every part of the warmth of the demon's soft lips that tickled the skin with his mustache. Burnie’s hands began to grow more and more eager as they traced down the waist of the demon and soon, there was loose, playful fingers now toying with the impressive bulge that pressed against Geoff’s pants. The demon snarled proudly, bucking up into Burnie’s touch and aching for more.

"Yes, my Burnie...touch me..." Geoff briefly instructed before kissing the human once again

Tongue was slipping past lips as there was soft moans that the human had made - moans that would have set any monster off for the kill because the tone of the little moans and weak and defenseless. Burnie gulped down a thick gulp of cool air when the demon finally released him, but yet still held on to him tight with blown lusty eyes and ready and poised fangs.

“Lick at me, human…Squeeze at my knot and milk it for all it's worth...” Geoff show a deep low, making Burnie tremble in his arms. “Don’t fear me…”

The cloud that swirled around Burnie’s head was nearly too much to handle as his eyes rolled back and closed, beginning to lose himself in a world where he was in Geoff’s arms, loving the way the demon moved inside of him and stretching him out so much so, he would be whimpering. The demon's voice and touches were like little rosey, warm petals that fell on his lips and fingers every time the demon would lean in for a kiss. It smelled like coffee vanilla bean between them as the demon snarled, turning Burnie around. The human gasped and almost squealed as he was bent over his desk at such a fast pace with Geoff almost immediately rutting up against him, his hardness rubbing and poking at Burnie’s ass.

“Geoff!” Burnie nearly shouted, his mouth hung open in utter shock as he felt the Alpha demon’s nails digging into his sides.

“Let me have you, Burnie…” Geoff was pleading, now. “You and your lush, milky hips, and that hot blood that flows proud through thick veins - let me have you.”

“Damn you, Geoff,” the warm, welcoming vanilla bean was now freezing into bitter ice. “Damn you - you just want me for my blood. You’re just reinforcing of why I should be afraid of you.” Burnie’s fingers were clamped tight against the desk and with the anger and heat he was feeling, he was close to snapping the desk into pieces.

The demon was whirring like a prideful lion, licking at his fangs before bending down to lick at Burnie’s ears. “My human - that’s not all...You’re tasty, but so much more lovely. Don’t you see how the Alphas look at you from time to time? We can barely keep our eyes off of you.”

“It’s because you want to…” Burnie actually blushed from the way how childish this sounded. “...eat me…” He gritted his teeth, hating how he sounded like a little three year old that is afraid of the monsters that may lurk under his bed or in his closet. He heard a howling, barking laugh that the demon made that sent all of the embarrassed blood straight to his cheeks.

“Oh, Burnie, if we wanted to do that…” the demon turned the human over to where they were facing each other. Geoff was bent so close against Burnie’s face that he actually pecked a small kiss on the human’s nose before continuing, “...then we would have already done it…” With that, he brought the human’s wrist up to his mouth, licking at it lightly. The cloud that surrounded Burnie’s head - although an icy feel now - prevented Burnie from snatching away, his eyes now lidded with curiosity.

He whimpered at the feel of having his skin lapped at by the demon because of how pleasant it felt. A little line of saliva coated the carpal area and tricked down Burnie’s arm - tickling at him to where he was curling his toes and gritted his teeth, unable to do anything about it.

And then, there was teeth - Geoff’s fangs poking out and extending like a boastful viper and Oh, God, Burnie could not help himself when he cooed at them. They were so beautiful, sharp, and terrifying - the demon was right to feel proud. All that remained was curiosity and want and admiration.

“D - don’t bite…” the human whimpered, continuing to stare at the sharp teeth. All of Geoff’s teeth had a pointed edge to them, but the canines stuck out the most with how thick and bladed they were. Burnie tensed up like a pulley system, freezing as he felt Geoff beginning to poke his skin with his single right fang, showing it off to the human.

“Can’t Daddy bite?” he smirked, grinding himself into Burnie’s leg. The human shuddered, melting with eyes that rolled back and closed in complete shock. “Oh, look at you,” the demon sneered. “If you were a little Omega, I’m sure you would be so wet for me right now. So wet and opened - ready for my knot to stretch you out.”

Burnie was moaning just like a little babe, biting his lip at the words. His heart was racing and blood pumped thickly through opened, dilated vessels infear and excitement. The epinephrine was probably racing through his body in total confusion of whether to active the flight mechanism of human survival just because of how scared Burnie was, but also caught in the mix of whether the human should be aroused with the soft, lusty smile that he was playing on his lips. He cooed now longingly, the icy cloud finally taking over his whole entire being and he smiled, wanting Geoff to take him.

“G - Geoff…” he giggle as he felt Geoff kiss his wrist - warm and loving, it was like he felt safe once again. It felt perfect like nothing he’s ever felt in the years of working with such frightening monsters. He bite his lip as he felt himself growing excited, mewling when Geoff rubbed a knee against his growing hardness.

“My human smells so good...so turned on and excited for his Daddy to take him. Can Daddy bite?” the demon referred back to his little pet name that he loves to call himself. Burnie felt the demon’s aching cock twitch against his leg and he aimlessly nodded, eyes hoping and wanting.

“I love your fangs, Geoff...They’re so pretty, sharp, and big…” Burnie was mewling out his praise through a numb tongue. The demon chuckled continuing to trace his long tongue all around the circumference of Burnie’s wrist before finally sinking his fangs down into the skin.

“God!” Burnie barred down his teeth, whining and then, the ice cloud was gone. Reality hit like a baseball bat swinging for a home run - only the ball was Burnie’s face. The human hissed and whined in pain as he felt the demon’s fangs unbury themselves deep from within the human’s skin. Blood immediately was oozing out of the wound and Geoff lapped at it like a playful puppy. The demon’s lusty eyes remained on Burnie’s the entire time. “You fucker,” Burnie growled, but in all honesty, he wasn’t angry. He wasn’t even remotely mad, just in pain. If Geoff would have totally taken the upper advantage of the human and done that he came here to do in the first place, then Burnie would have been angry.

But right now, Geoff was kissing at the wound that dripped melted, coppery roses, lapping it up eagerly and all Burnie could do was watch, wincing from time to time of how the puncture wounds stung and nipped at his skin.

"You taste so fucking lovely, my Burnie," the possessive demon chuckled. "Am I your first? First to bite and lap at you like this?"

The human was dripping whimpers, nodding slowly. The demon chuckled, red eyes glowing low with bright, blue ink shimmering on his arms.

"I love being first..." the demon hummed, taking a final lick at the raw, red wounds. The skin was raised and swollen, little dips and markings surrounding the actual site of which the biting took place. Burnie was gasping in pain as Geoff gave the human back his wrist to whimper over. The demon dipped down into the human's face kissing his nose. "I'm gonna go now, love. Your taste...calmed me..." There was a malicious chuckle that rang through the air, making Burnie shudder as he shot his eyes down the demon's body.

There was no tent or straining against the denim anymore.

With another final kiss, Geoff mutters some words that were too low for the human to hear, and perhaps that was a good thing.

"I - I'll make sure that the mates aren't messing around in there again..." Burnie had said. Geoff laughed, heartily.

"I don't know, I think it's okay. It gives me an excuse to come see you again..."

"Don't you have that little vampire to play with?" the human's voice was rough and worn, tired of the cloud that had surrounded him in bliss and allowed Geoff to take advantage of him.

"I'm sure he'll be hanging off my knot sooner than you think. Ryan ain't got shit on me." Geoff laughed as he exited the office, loving the way the human gagged in disgust before closing the door.

“Don’t talk to me,” spat Michael, closing the door to his room, but to no avail, Ryan opened it up anyway. “Stop!” the Omega shouted, trying to shield his eyes as if the Alpha were a poisonous gas. Michael was flailing his arms, trying to swipe his claws and do anything to not have Ryan touch him. His fangs were aimed, poised in a way that Michael has never had them before because of the anger that bursted through his veins. He hissed and clawed and spat dangerous, angry looks so much so that even his eyes were emitting a glow of their own.

If the anger wasn’t directed towards his Alpha, Ryan would have been so proud to see his Omega like this - like a true predator.

“Omega…” Ryan cooed gently - sadly; he only referred to Michael like this whenever he was sad or disappointed - wanting or just wanting to love, but Michael would have none of it. It was always such a heartbreak to have your own Omega reject you - usually it would be vise versa: an Omega being rejected by an Alpha, but no, not this time. Ryan nearly had tears streaming down his cheeks when Michael continued to pull away from him. swiping his sharp, yet tiny claws to cause little kitten scratches against the Alpha’s arms.

“No!” Michael shouted. “What you did was sick and uncalled for! You said if anyone did that to me, they would would no longer take breath, you would end them so quick. You taught me to never let my future Alpha or mate take advantage of me like that, and what do you fucking do? You’re a fucking hypocrite.We couldn’t even have a nice Let’s Pla--”

“Michael!” the Alpha snapped, a low, deep snarl ringing through his chest. His teeth were grit, fangs showing themselves where they would normally be wooed or complemented by his mates or Omega, but now Michael was frightened. He shrank down, ears almost flat, they were so low. There were light groans that the Omega made, just like an angry mother cat as Ryan got closer to him. He tensed up, biting his lip with his canines, showing his Alpha, physically, that he wasn’t afraid when deep down, the sudden bark from his Alpha calling his name was perhaps the most muscle-freezing, petrifying thing Michael knew. Ryan drew closer, his hand reaching out to touch Michael’s shoulder and the Omega vampire bared down, hissing.

“You won’t control my emotions, Ryan.”

“Michael...my love, please listen to me…” Ryan’s voice was soft - the kind of soft that always made Michael giggly and happy, knowing his Alpha was near. The Omega was still tense, but his ears perked up to listen, showing that he actually took interest in what his Alpha had to say.

There was a long pause of them both standing like this; Ryan’s hand was fixated and touching Michael’s shoulder for relief and de-stress his Omega, but Michael was still skeptical and tense. He looked into his Alpha’s eyes to see that they were a bright blue - apologetic.

“Michael, I just want you to know that I can do questionable things at time; you know this…” the Alpha vampire began, his fingers grazing softly against the shirt of the Omega. Michael made this noise that hurt Ryan like a stab; it sounded as if his little vampire were to cry any moment now as the Omega was sniffling, his fangs continuing to press harshly against his red, lush lips. “Michael, I’m sorry. I just thought...it would be…”

“Sexy? Fun?” Michael droned, sighing, brushing Ryan’s hand off of him. “Yeah, I guess it was…”

“I’m sorry, my Omega…” the Alpha apologized, eyes never leaving Michael’s. He could read his vampire’s thoughts and he winced in pain of how the Omega felt: so empty, confused, and angry.

“I just...I just think it’s unfair that I haven’t presented yet and...yet I can see them be so happy in their statuses as Omegas,” Michael sighed, crossing his arms. He finally let go of his lip, retreating his sharp teeth back into his mouth before releasing a whine of sorrow. “I’m just so jealous of how they can be so…hot like that…”

“Michael, God, I can feel it - it’s so close. You will present one day, my Omega, and you’ll reach your heat. I’m just so concerned that the other Alphas will know that you’re about to present soon, as well…” the vampire finally wrapped protective, loving arms around the Omega, nuzzling his head deep into the red, curly locks of Michael’s hair. Michael cursed, sniffling once again as he breathed in deep his Alpha’s scent and trying his very best to find some comfort in the peppery cinnamon that the Alpha’s shirt had to offer.

It was times like that where Michael just wanted to lick at Ryan’s neck and taste how the Gent smelled. It would be so spicy and good, the Omega would just whine for more, kisses and licks would be exchanged along with loving words and happy thoughts. This is what Michael missed the most.

“I’m sorry I snapped…” Michael whimpered, fingers clutching tight in his Alpha’s shirt. “I just miss you so much...Seeing you do that...m - made me lose it… I thought it was just so…”

“It was very disrespectful, Michael, and I’m sorry,” Ryan finished, arms laced tight around his Omega’s waist. He nosed at the coppery curls of the Omega before kissing his scalp. “And I promise that I’ll be here for you more often. My little Omega is about to present and I’m missing it…” the Alpha whined, cursing himself. “I’ve raised you ever since you were a tiny boy and I’m about to miss you presenting…”

“Ryan, it’s okay,” Michael cooed. “Don’t get all soft on me,” the vampire gave a tensed smiled, hoping to not see Ryan making such a sad face or, Hell, even have tears dripping in his eyes. Thankfully, he didn’t. When he looked up to meet his Alpha’s eyes, all he saw was love and happiness. Ryan was the first to lean in, cupping his Omega’s face as they met in for a kiss that was warm and deep.

If Michael had a tail, it would be wagging in happiness.

#scene does not contain a Lapdance #This is my version of ah monsters #myan #rayvinwood #geoffie #fanfic #ragehappy #ragehappy fanfic

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