Gerard actually felt a twinge of remorse as he sunk his teeth into this strange man's neck, which was not an emotion he usually associated towards humans whatsoever, but this one was different.

He had saved Gerard's life, because if those bullets hadn't been removed from his flesh, it wouldn't have jump-started his healing abilities enough for him to be able to have awakened, and Gerard would be dead right now.

He owed this man everything, and if there was any possible alternative, Gerard would have set out in search of someone else to drink from tonight, but he was still weak, and he needed to feed now before he collapsed again; still - Gerard hated the fact that he was repaying him for his act of kindness by feeding off of him.

The guilt bothered him, mostly because it was such a new sensation - a rather unpleasant one at that, and it was interrupting the magnificent flow of blood that was currently pouring down his throat. This stranger tasted exquisite - better than any other human he had drunk from, no one else even came close in comparison.

That could be because his usual targets were drug addicts and prostitutes, their blood diluted with whatever foul substances they had pumped into their body that night, but it had never bothered Gerard before.

Now Gerard doubted he could ever drink from anyone else again, because this man tasted incredible. If he had to attempt to put words to the flavor flowing over his tongue, he would have sounded like an idiot. Blood was supposed to be coppery and warm - that was it, but this stranger's held so much more than just that.

It was hinted with vanilla and - as ridiculous as this sounded - sunshine, which was something Gerard had never experienced firsthand, otherwise he would have been a pile of ash right now, but that was the only term Gerard could call to mind to fit the tang that accompanied this stranger's blood.

Maybe it was all just a product of Gerard's extreme state of hunger, or maybe humans truly did have their own unique flavor when you branched out from drug addicts and whores, but either way, Gerard really didn't care right now, and he continued to drink his fill from this delicious source.

At first, the stranger's body had been tense with fear - which wasn't that surprising given the way Gerard had practically jumped him, but as the venom from Gerard's teeth made its way into his bloodstream, he relaxed, tilting his head to the side so Gerard could have better access to him, and he began pulling him closer instead of trying to shove him off.

When the man emitted a soft moan, Gerard lost himself in the joy of the moment, because this was the most pleasurable feeding he had partaken in.

The act of drinking blood was intended to be a very intimate thing; in the past, mates usually drank together, because the sheer lust of the act needed to be expelled in one way or another. Unmated vampires were usually left to compensate with their hand, unless the human blood slave took a fancy to them - in which case they could choose to offer themselves as a way to release the tension.

And Gerard would be lying if he said he didn't want this man; from what he had seen in the few moments he had been conscious - he was gorgeous - not to mention clean and completely sober, and Gerard's last few partners had been neither of those things.

The rational part of Gerard's mind told him that he should really rethink this, because this wasn't someone he had picked up from a bar that was desperate to go home with anyone that so much as looked in their direction, and taking advantage of the state his bite had put him into would be immoral to say the least.

He might not even be gay - or bisexual, and his current state of arousal could only be caused by the endorphins pumping throughout his blood stream, which would be a very awkward situation - not that this man was likely to remember it in the morning.

Vampires didn't usually concern themselves with such things; they had no true sexual orientation - if they felt compelled to label themselves, which they didn't, they would be pansexual. They were attracted to all genders, and yes, they did have a few personal preferences regarding looks and such, but because their mates were basically predestined for them, they had no idea if they would be male or female, and they really didn't care once they found them, but Gerard was aware that humans were not programmed in the same fashion.

But the sensible side of Gerard was quickly being buried by the intensity of the blood he was ingesting and the sensual way this stranger had begun writhing underneath him, and all thoughts of leaving had basically flown out the window when the man whimpered in the neediest way Gerard had ever heard in his life.

Finally, Gerard pulled away, wiping his mouth delicately as he relished in the feeling of his wounds healing and his body filling with vitality. He hadn't been this well fed in months, and he had forgotten how good it felt to be properly satiated. Luckily, he remembered to pull out the stitches before his injuries closed entirely, otherwise they would have fused to his skin and he would have had to dig them out with a knife.

A little too late, Gerard realized that he might have been just a bit too greedy in the amount of blood he had taken from this stranger judging by the way he swayed on his feet and his eyelids kept falling closed, even though he was obviously struggling to keep them open.

And Gerard was just contemplating leaving him be so he could get some much needed rest that would help him recover from the large amount of blood Gerard had just stolen from him when the stranger uttered three words that Gerard simply could not refuse.

"Please...fuck me."

Gerard had to bite back a moan when he caught sight of the impressive tent in the man's blood stained pajama pants, and as he watched, the stranger slowly trailed his hand down his own chest before slipping it beneath his waistband to grasp his cock.

"I need you," he gasped out, and that was the final straw for Gerard, because he wasn't a saint, and there was no way he could do the right thing when this man was literally masturbating in front of him, not to mention the fact that his own jeans had become uncomfortably tight, which wasn't helping in any way whatsoever.

So Gerard pinned the stranger against the wall for the second time tonight, but instead of going for his neck, he plundered his mouth in a scorching kiss. It was all tongue and heavy breathing - teeth scraping against each other in a desperate bid to get closer together, their lips smashing so hard that they would probably be bruised in the morning, but neither of them really cared at the moment, because this felt too fucking good.

"What's your name?" Gerard asked in a husky voice when they finally pulled apart for air. It wasn't really important, but Gerard wanted to know it, and he was really tired of referring to this man as "the stranger" in his head.

"Frank..." he moaned out, because Gerard had chosen that moment to lean down and lick away a lingering drop of blood from Frank's bruised neck in the most sensual fashion he could muster.

"Frank," Gerard repeated slowly. He liked the way the name rolled off his tongue, but he thought it would sound even better when he called it out as he came deep inside of him.

Frank didn't ask for his name in return, probably because he was too distracted by the hickeys Gerard had begun to leave on his neck now that all traces of blood had been removed - not that Gerard would have given it to him anyway; on the off chance that he actually remembered some of this tomorrow, he didn't want him in possession of that information, but that was highly unlikely given the large amount of toxins flowing through his bloodstream.

The longer a vampire drank from a human, the more venom they received, so Frank would most likely be left clueless about everything that had transpired tonight - at least, Gerard hoped so.

Gerard couldn't seem to stop kissing Frank's neck, even his fucking sweat tasted sweet, and that, coupled with the lingering tang of blood on his tongue was driving Gerard insane; his vision was blurring with lust, and he completely forgot that he was potentially still in danger - the hunters could be tracking him at this very moment, but he really didn't give a fuck.

"Touch me..." Frank gasped out as Gerard continued to suckle his neck, leaving behind some impressive bruises that Frank was going to have a hard time explaining to his coworkers the next day - not to mention himself.

Gerard was more than ready to comply with his desperate plea, but the little fucker was still stroking himself, so Gerard slapped his hand away before wrapping his fingers around Frank's straining cock, growling slightly when he felt how hard he already was.

As he began to pump Frank up and down slowly, Gerard drank in the way Frank's breathing became erratic, and how he had to lean back against the wall to stay on his feet since his knees were shaking so much they could barely support him.

And even though Gerard was practically brain dead from how horny he was, he didn't exactly want to continue this on the cold tile floor where they were standing, so he reluctantly removed his hand from Frank's dick before quickly dragging him toward the sofa he had glimpsed in the next room.

Gerard was momentarily puzzled by the setup of the area, it looked more like a waiting room than a living room - the hard plastic chairs lining the walls and the desk in the corner definitely gave it that sort of vibe, but he pushed it to the back of his mind, because this guy had a freaking operating table in his house, so it wasn't really that weird if you put it in perspective.

And when Frank removed his flannel pants before throwing himself on the couch - dragging Gerard with him in the process, all thoughts about the oddities of this place fled Gerard's mind, instead being replaced by the sight of Frank's cock which was fucking leaking already, and Gerard really couldn't focus on anything else right now except what he wanted to do to this man.

He was actually plagued with a bout of indecision for a moment, because he truly desired to do everything possible to Frank right now, and he couldn't pick which one to initiate first: he wanted to suck his dick until he came, or maybe eat him out before fucking him so hard he wouldn't be able to walk tomorrow, and while he was busy contemplating his choices, Frank had started touching himself again - which kind of pissed Gerard off - he should be the one doing that.

"Don't you dare do that again..." Gerard hissed out, grabbing Frank's hand and pinning it above his head in a possessive manner, grinding down onto Frank in the process.

"Please - I need you - fuck, I need to come..." Frank begged unashamedly, his eyes squeezed shut tightly as he bucked his hips upward, trying to create more friction between their bodies.

"You will sugar...just not yet," Gerard smiled wickedly, but Frank didn't see it, hell - his eyes were practically glued shut, most likely because he was feeling too many sensations at once, and his human brain could barely cope with the onslaught, so he was attempting to cut off one of his senses in the hopes that it would calm him down - which didn't seem to be working too well at the moment judging by his raging hard on.

Gerard took his time trailing his mouth down Frank's bare torso - well bare of clothing, but not of tattoos. The sight of them awoke a tingle of recognition in the back of Gerard's mind, but he shoved it away; he was too focused on Frank writhing beneath him to bother with thinking anymore.

"Fuck - stop teasing!" Frank cried out as Gerard licked across the ink directly above his hipbones, his lower half jerking forward in an effort to receive more attention from Gerard.

"You better hush that pretty mouth up if you want anything more," Gerard replied lazily, wanting Frank to understand who was in charge here, because he had to be in control during sex. He hated the idea of a human being able to do whatever they wanted to him - no matter how gorgeous they were - so he always took that role for himself, and he had grown quite fond of the power trip it provided him with.

Gerard might be sweet and kind around Mikey and Ray, but not with humans - they didn't deserve that, and Frank needed to just shut up and enjoy this before Gerard was tempted to gag him; his animalistic side came out in the bedroom, and he wouldn't hesitate to do it if it proved necessary.

But luckily for Frank - or maybe unluckily, he might like kinky stuff for all Gerard knew, he managed to stay silent besides the occasional gasp, which Gerard was certainly fine with, so he finally rewarded him by lowering his head down to his throbbing cock and teasingly swiping his tongue across the slit.

"Shit - please..." Frank couldn't even finish his sentence, because just then Gerard encased him entirely in his mouth, humming happily at how good he tasted. It was actually kind of weird how everything about Frank was pleasant; no one was perfect - especially not humans, but fuck, even this guy's precome was delicious.

"Oh my god," Frank hissed loudly, throwing his head back against the couch hard enough that Gerard could hear an audible thump when his skull hit the armrest, but if it hurt, Frank showed no sign of it.

Gerard couldn't seem to get enough of Frank's dick in his mouth, and sucking cock wasn't something he did often. Gerard's typical sexual encounters were rushed and hurried affairs, and if any foreplay was involved, he was usually the one receiving it, but Gerard wanted to take his time with Frank, because he was really fucking enjoying this.

Frank was a boneless mess underneath him; his nails were trying to dig as far as possible into the crappy faux leather couch as Gerard sucked him happily, pulling off every now and then to pay some attention to his balls as well. Gerard's hands were pinning his hips down firmly, so no matter how hard Frank tried, he couldn't buck upward like he so obviously wanted to.

"Oh fuck - please don't stop...so close," Frank whined loudly, but Gerard didn't want him to come just yet - he had asked Gerard to fuck him after all, so he removed himself completely from Frank's cock, taking a moment to admire how fucking hard he was as he did so. Frank's pathetic whimper quickly followed the loss of Gerard's mouth, the sound ringing out loudly in the quiet room.

"I'll do anything...please," Frank begged feebly, which only reinforced Gerard's belief that Frank might be the most perfect human he had found yet. He loved how much he wanted - no, needed him, and even though most of it was just from the hormones in Gerard's bite, Gerard was basking in the thought that someone could actually desire him so much.

"Be patient sugar," Gerard cooed before smoothly flipping Frank over so he had better access to his bare ass, and it was quite a nice ass if Gerard said so himself. He took a moment to admire the artwork on his back, and he couldn't resist running his tongue over the inked patterns delicately.

"Are you going to fuck me?" Frank sounded so eager that Gerard had to stifle a bout of laughter before he replied, his swollen lips smarting as he bit down on them heavily.

"Yeah I am - just gotta stretch you first." Because as much as Gerard wanted to just slam his dick into Frank's tight hole, he really didn't want to hurt him, not after he had done so much for Gerard earlier.

Keeping one hand on Frank's spine so he couldn't move, Gerard began coating his fingers with his own saliva, because he had no idea if Frank kept lube somewhere in the house, and he was too impatient to actually go look for it right now, so spit would have to do.

Gerard pressed one finger against Frank's hole, not pushing it all the way in yet, just testing him - teasing him, relishing in the way Frank's breath shortened and he was physically trembling with the effort of staying still. Frank was behaving so well, Gerard decided to reward him by finally sliding his digit inside, and oh fuck - Frank was tight, Gerard couldn't even imagine how good it was going to feel to have his dick inside him.

"Fuck Frank..." Gerard gasped out, moving his finger back and forth in an attempt to loosen up his vice-like wall of muscles.

"More - I can take it," Frank borderline demanded, and if Gerard wasn't so far gone at this point, he would have been angry with Frank's tone, but he had stopped caring about being in control right now, he just wanted to fuck Frank. So he gave him what he was asking for, adding another finger before beginning a scissoring movement that he hoped would have Frank ready for him quickly.

It wasn't long before he pushed in a third finger, but Frank was still so fucking tight, Gerard wasn't sure if he was going to be able to take his dick - it wasn't a horse cock by any means, but Gerard was pretty well endowed, so he kept up the motions with his hands for now.

"Just relax baby," Gerard tried to make his voice soothing, but it came out sounding wrecked, even to his own ears.

"I can't - fuck - it feels too good." Frank actually screamed as Gerard's fingers moved into him just a little bit deeper, and he knew he had hit his prostate then.

He massaged the spot gently, and if Frank's eyes were open, Gerard was sure that they would have been rolling into the back of his head by this point, but before Gerard could do anything else, Frank began shaking underneath him, and Gerard knew he was too close.

"Don't you dare come," he growled out, but it was too late. Gerard tried to remove his fingers, but Frank was already spilling his load all over the ratty couch, throwing his head back as he cried out and his ass squeezed around Gerard's digits sporadically.

"Oh fuck - oh my god..." Frank mumbled quietly, his head falling forward to hang between his trembling arms.

"Fuck no," Gerard hissed, because he wasn't ready for this to end - not when he was about to rip a hole through his jeans with his own massive erection, so he reached over Frank's quivering body and grasped his dick tightly.

"Ahh..." Frank cried out, over-sensitized and confused at the sudden return of sensations.

"You can come again - you are still hard, I can feel it." Gerard proved his point by twisting his wrist slightly, and yes, Frank was still semi-erect and rapidly hardening by the second.

"I can't - it's too much - ahh..."

"Yes you can sugar. Fuck - you look so fucking pretty right now...I want to make you come again okay?" Gerard flipped Frank over gently when it became apparent that he couldn't support himself any longer, letting him lie on his back as he stroked his cock using his come as lube.

And he really did look gorgeous - at least to Gerard: his eyes were still squeezed tightly shut as he panted heavily, his body was slick with sweat - making the colors of his tattoos shine faintly in the dim light coming from the other room, his dark hair was plastered to his forehead messily, and Gerard was so tempted to push it away and examine his face a bit closer, because he hadn't really been paying much attention to it, he had other parts of Frank's anatomy to occupy his attention after all.

Gerard's mind was screaming at him beneath the burning passion that was occupying ninety-nine percent of his brain, something about Frank - he looked slightly familiar, even though it was hard to tell with so many shadows obscuring his features, but when Frank moaned loudly, Gerard lost his train of thought regarding his uncanny recognition of Frank, and instead returned to his original task of getting Frank ready for his cock.

"That's right sugar - I'm gonna fuck you soon okay? Do you want my dick inside you?" Gerard choked out in between gritted teeth, because the mere sight of Frank all debauched beneath him, his cock rapidly growing under the ministrations of his hand was turning him on just a bit too much, and only his odd fondness for this human prevented him from turning him over and fucking him right then and there.

"Please..." Frank gasped out brokenly, snapping his hips in time with Gerard's movements.

It was actually sort of confusing Gerard why he cared so much that Frank came again - he had already had one orgasm, and Gerard usually never concerned himself with getting his partner off, especially not twice. If it happened, then good for them, but Gerard was typically very selfish when it came to sex, and Frank wouldn't even remember this in the morning, so he shouldn't care so much about his pleasure when it wasn't even going to matter.

But he did care for some unknown reason, and watching Frank becoming undone underneath him was more satisfying than most of the sex Gerard had partaken in lately; he hadn't even touched himself, but he could already feel his dick leaking through the damp denim of his jeans, so Gerard was completely fine with paying more attention to Frank if it turned him on this much.

Gerard inserted two fingers back into Frank's ass, not wanting him to tighten up again after all his hard work. Frank keened softly, arching his back at the invasive feeling before grinding back down onto Gerard's hand.

"That's it baby, you are doing so well - fuck, I love seeing you like this." And Gerard wasn't lying, Frank looked stunning - like he was a freaking porn star or something - well actually that wasn't a very good analogy, because Frank was obviously enjoying this, and most people in porn looked slightly bored, not that Gerard had really watched all that much of it.

Frank was growing fuller in Gerard's hand, and he couldn't resist leaning down and sucking his cock back into his mouth. Fuck - he tasted so good with his own come smeared all over his dick, and Gerard almost forgot about fucking him until Frank spoke up again.

"Oh my god - please, fuck me...ahhh I'm so ready," Frank cried out, because Gerard didn't know this, but Frank really loved getting his dick sucked, and he was now fully hard again as a result. It also helped that he had been in a three year long dry spell, so his sex drive was similar to that of a teenagers right now.

"Yeah...fuck yeah," Gerard pulled his mouth off of Frank's cock with an obscene pop before flipping him over once again, fingering him for a few more seconds until he deemed Frank stretched enough.

Frank whined obnoxiously when Gerard removed his digits, but Gerard was done teasing him, because he was only torturing himself now. He ripped his jeans off as rapidly as he could, slicking up his dick with his own spit before pressing the blunt head against Frank's entrance.

"You okay?" Gerard asked one last time, still experiencing a strange bout of protectiveness over this random stranger. If the Gerard from three hours ago was witnessing this, he probably would have smacked himself for giving a shit about a human, regardless of the fact that he had stitched him up and saved his life earlier.

"I need you," Frank gasped loudly, trying to turn his head around to look at Gerard, but he didn't get the chance before Gerard was slowly sinking into Frank's tight heat.

"Oh my god - how are you so fucking tight?" Gerard hissed out as he shoved into Frank inch by inch. Frank helped by pushing back against him until Gerard was finally sheathed all the way to the base, and he actually had to pause for a minute to contain his own growing orgasm.

"Move, please?" Frank asked in a shaky voice, rocking his hips gently against Gerard's as he spoke.

Gerard shifted forward slightly, his dick going that much deeper into Frank's ass, which caused him to yell hoarsely as Gerard brushed his prostate.

"Fuck," Gerard gasped as he slowly pulled out, making sure to slam back into that same spot again.

"Oh my - fuck..." Frank groaned out weakly, his limbs shaking already, but some of that was probably from exhaustion. Gerard took pity on him and reversed Frank's position, letting Frank lie on his back without removing his cock from inside him so he wouldn't have to support himself as Gerard continued to ram into him.

"I'm close already Frank - fuck, what are you doing to me?" Gerard moaned out brokenly, slamming into Frank with reckless abandon, loving the way he tightened around him each time.

"Me too - fuck, I'm gonna come..." Frank basically sobbed, his broken tone sending the coiling heat in Gerard's abdomen to an unbearable level.

Gerard had a death grip on Frank's hips, dragging him down with each thrust so he could get even deeper inside him. Gerard wanted this to last forever, but he was too strung out, he had teased himself too much beforehand, so this was going to be quick.

"Fuck - I - ooh shit!" Frank screamed as Gerard rubbed his dick against his prostate, and then he was coming before Gerard even realized what was happening, hot streaks of come splattering his chest in a never ending stream as Gerard continued to fuck him through his release.

"Frank - fuck," Gerard gasped, because Frank had become impossibly tighter around him as he rode out his orgasm, and even though Gerard tried his best to hold it back, he couldn't help but spill his load deep inside of Frank's ass, clutching his hips desperately as if they were the only thing keeping him grounded.

Gerard had never come so hard in his entire life - which was saying a lot considering how long he had been alive and how much sex he had partaken in over those years - he couldn't even see straight right now, the entire room began to blur as he fell forward onto Frank's chest tiredly while his dick continued to twitch inside him.

When Gerard was able to move again, he pulled out of Frank gently, staring down at the way his come dripped between Frank's thighs. In that moment, Gerard wished he owned a camera so he could take a picture of this. Frank was made to be covered in come, and Gerard never wanted to forget the way he looked right now - all blissed out and debauched. Even though he would probably never see him again after tonight, he knew he wouldn't be able to forget him.

"Oh my god - I...fuck, that was amazing." Frank peeled his eyes open lazily, lightly running his hands over Gerard's exposed chest.

"Yeah..." Gerard mumbled against his shoulder, unwilling to move his head just yet, because he knew he had to head out soon to go find Mikey and Ray, and now that he was coming down from the high of Frank's blood, he realized it was kind of a dick move to leave them worrying over him so he could get his rocks off.

The guilt over that was what finally motivated Gerard to sit up, but he couldn't convince himself to vacate the room quite yet, he wanted to spend just one more minute with Frank - not to mention he needed to clean up so Frank wouldn't wake up in the morning to a come covered couch.

"Hey...what happened to your wounds?" Frank asked in a confused tone of voice, rubbing his fingers over the small scar on his chest which was all that was left of Gerard's earlier gunshot injury.

"Don't worry about it sugar," Gerard cooed, grasping Frank's head in his hands so he could pull him in for one final kiss, trying to memorize the way his lips felt pressed against his own, because now that their parting was imminent, Gerard realized he really didn't want this to be a one-time thing. As ridiculous as it sounded, he had already grown slightly attached to Frank, and he wanted this to happen again sometime in the near future.

But he knew that wouldn't be the case; Frank wasn't a whore he could pick up whenever he wanted, he was a real person, with a life that Gerard knew nothing about and that he would never be able to fit into. He had already caused enough problems by disrupting him tonight, and he knew he was going to be really fucking confused when he woke up in the morning with a bunch of fresh hickeys and a sore ass.

As that thought sank in, Gerard realized he might have seriously fucked up. He had been thinking with his dick earlier instead of his brain, but now that he had regained some of his cognitive processes back, he realized that this wasn't a good situation for him to be in - especially not with hunters in town searching for vampires.

Because Frank was going to have a huge ass bite mark on his neck tomorrow, and even though he hopefully wouldn't remember a thing about this because of the venom Gerard had injected into his system, he was still going to be curious about where it had come from.

Gerard pulled away from Frank's lips abruptly; it was really hitting him how fucking stupid he had been, and he was going to have to lay low for a time until this all blew over - or until the hunters found that other vampire that had apparently been here before him. At least Gerard hadn't given Frank his name, that would have come back to bite him in the ass for sure.

"Stay with me tonight?" Frank asked quietly, blissfully ignorant of the dangers that act would involve.

Gerard wished more than anything that he could say yes, but he couldn't stop focusing on how badly he had fucked up. It physically tore at his heart to have to deny Frank his simple request, but he had already taken enough risks for one evening, so he genuinely couldn't, even if Mikey and Ray weren't waiting for him.

But when Gerard finally looked into Frank's eyes, which were a stunning conglomeration of hazel and green that literally took his breath away, intending to gently let him down, he found himself speechless. Somehow he had gone the whole night without meeting his gaze, and he blamed Frank's impressive dick for that, but now that he had, he would have traded anything in the world to go back and make sure he never did.

"No - fuck no..." Gerard stuttered out, because this couldn't be happening - this was fucking impossible, but his mind was refusing to cooperate with him.

"What's wrong?" Frank stroked his face gently, completely unaware of the turmoil that had been unleashed in Gerard's mind all because he stared into Frank's stupidly gorgeous eyes.

Gerard couldn't answer - saying it aloud would make it too real, but his brain was screaming it over and over as if to compensate for his stoic silence.

"Mate...mate...mate..."

Oh my god this is the longest chapter I have ever written, so hopefully that makes up for the long wait - also the smut might help with that haha.

I actually had about 2000 more words in this chapter, but I decided to cut it in two when I realized how long it was, so that means you will probably get the following chapter within the next few days.

I am officially on vacation now, so I am going to try and update all of my stories a lot more frequently while I have the free time.

AND I AM GOING TO SEE FRANK ON WEDNESDAY!!!

Anyway this chapter is dedicated to ThatIsWildPatrick for reading and commenting on this story because it seriously makes my day ^_^

((((smutty vibes))))

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