It didn't take long to get the few things he considered necessary from the house. It amounted to a couple of pictures of his sister, some clothes and a few favorite books. The rest wasn't important, not that there was much else in the room. It seemed like no time at all before Gill was back at Mike's apartment. In fact, when he thought carefully about it, Gill didn't actually remember the trip back. //Just tired.// He looked over and found Mike still slumbering peacefully on the bed. The sight made him smile, so he flipped open the paper he'd found at the front door to kill some time.

The headline made his blood run cold. He read the story once and then again, sure he'd misunderstood somehow, but the words never changed:
FAMILY SLAIN
Domestic Massacre Shocks Lima

Beneath the torrid headline was a picture of his own run down house while a stretcher was being carried through the front door.

Gill's scent greeted him when Mike woke that evening. Although his lover wasn't sleeping next to him, the Asian vampire could sense his presence in the other room. He smiled, overcome with happiness and the warm feeling of having someone to care about again. Easing out of bed, he combed his fingers through his shaggy dark hair, and then tugged on a pair of boxer briefs. He moved up behind Gill, wrapping his arms around him and pressing a kiss to his throat. "Glad I wasn't dreaming, and you're really here," he murmured, only to pause when he felt the tension coiling in the other man's body. "What's wrong? You didn't have any trouble with your parents, did you?"

Gill shook his head mutely before shifting his grip on the paper - his hands were dusty gray from clutching the inky paper too hard for too long - to show Mike what it said. "That's... my house. My... my mom. My stepdad. My sister wasn't home. She found them. It... the weren't..." Sounding confused, he shook his head again. "There wasn't anyone there when I went in... they were..." But his stepfather didn't have a job, so he wouldn't have been at work, would he? That didn't make sense.

Mike's unbeating heart ached for Gill. He gently took the newspaper from his hands, and then tenderly enfolded his lover in his arms. "I'm so sorry," he whispered, offering all of the comfort he could give. A million possibilities of what could have happened flashed rapidly through Mike's mind. Not one of them made any sense. As selfish as it sounded to him, he was grateful that Gill hadn't been present at the time of the attack. He couldn't lose him, not again. The sharp scent of blood distracted him, and Mike tensed. His eyes followed the aroma, settling on Gill's bag. "Gill..." he started, "...what happened?"

"What? I don't know what-" Gill followed Mike's gaze, and his eyes widened slightly at the sight of the crimson spattered along the side of the duffel bag. He shook his head in silent protest and swallowed hard, trembling in Mike's arms. "I... I dunno... I don't know. I swear, I don't-" The words cut off, and Gill stilled entirely. The young man hardly seemed to breathe for a beat, and then sucked in lungfulls of air, almost gasping as his eyes closed and his head fell back against Mike's shoulder. When he opened them again, Gill's eyes were inky black, and a smile slowly spread across his face.

Mike was terrified. Since becoming a vampire he didn't think anything could scare him. But seeing Gill like this sent an icy chill through him. "Gill? What..." He couldn't even finish. Something terrible had happened to Gill. Something Mike couldn't even begin to understand. He'd been a blind fool to believe that the other man could have been resurrected without consequences. It was cruel, unfair, and the Asian vampire wanted to rage at the entire world. He backed away and glared into the dark depths of Gill's eyes. "You're not Gill, are you?"

"Oooo, sharp one. But there's no need to be so cold. Loverboy would be rotting by now if it wasn't for me. You could show at least a little gratitude." Leaning forward with a sinuous grace that didn't match Gill's usual hesitant, almost twitchy manner at all, the creature smiled. "I considered revealing myself earlier, but... hell, I was having fun. So was he. So were you. Seemed like a shame to interrupt. Loverboy doesn't seem to be holding together very well, though, and I thought now might be the time to step in. You and I both know what happened - I'm sure you've put that much together. If it makes you feel any better, you have no idea what they did to him. Well, what his stepfather did. The bitch just didn't stop it. It was easier to ignore it." Tilting his head, the creature regarded Mike with the same calm ease. "The real question now - the one I can't wait to know the answer to - is whether you're going to tell him what he did."

"No!" Mike exclaimed, blanching at the thought of traumatizing Gill. "God, no... I can't tell him that..." He tried to convince himself that this wasn't happening. That is was either a sick joke, or that he was asleep and having a really, really bad nightmare. But those inky black eyes piercing through him were all too real. And Mike gave another shudder over the thought of this... creature... inhabiting Gill's body. "Why him?" he whispered, his eyes brimming with crimson tears. "You said it yourself; he's been through so much. Why did you have to possess him?"

"He was dying... and unlike most of the useless sacks of shit that flock to your kind, he wanted to live. He was begging for it. It was interesting." The creature shrugged and tilted his head, raising one eyebrow. "You'd rather he be dead? That he still be in that hole you dug? Sweet. Sort of. This is a pretty good deal, really. I get some entertainment, a good screw every now and then, and you get Loverboy for as long as you want him. Besides, last time I checked, you were a lot more like me than like him, vamp."

Torn over Gill's fate, Mike found himself at a complete loss over what to do. If he demanded that this creature leave Gill's body, then there would be no bringing his lover back. But could he risk allowing the possession to continue if indiscriminate killings persisted? "What exactly are you?" Mike asked shakily. "A demon, a ghost... or something else?" If he had a little more information--even a tiny fragment of knowing what he was dealing with--then maybe there might be a way of helping Gill. Could he really exorcise this creature and keep Gill at the same time?

"Demon. Like I said, you and I probably have more in common." Leaning back, the creature kicked his feet up on the coffee table and regarded Mike, expression unreadable. "You can get rid of me. Ask me, and I'll leave. You can bury Loverboy again and move on. Hell, maybe that's a better choice for you anyway. I mean, you don't even know the guy's last name. You think I went out and killed some innocent people because the paper says so? That means you don't know what they did. Maybe you really don't know much about Loverboy at all. Kinda sad, really, since he thinks you're the one that finally gets him. Tell you what, I'm gonna turn you over to him. You ask him about it, find out if I'm some psycho that kills everybody I come across or if I was maybe just making the world a nicer place."

No sooner had the demon made the pronouncement than his eyes rolled back and Gill's body shuddered for a moment before stilling. His eyes flashed open, and he looked up, alarmed to find Mike suddenly standing in front of him with tears streaking his face. "What happened? What..." He swallowed hard and looked around as if that might somehow explain what was going on. Finally Gill's gaze, bright blue once more, found Mike's face. "What's going on?"

//Shit!// How was he supposed to deal with this? He couldn't tell Gill what had really happened. No way in hell! "You passed out," Mike murmured, wiping the streaks of blood trailing down his cheeks. "I... freaked out a little." Relaxing now that Gill was in control again, the Asian vampire sank to his knees before his lover and caressed his warm arms. "You're okay now..." He glanced over at the bag, which was stained with the evidence of the demon's actions. "I don't want you to worry about that. It had nothing to do with you, Gill. I'm sure of that." Mike reached up and cupped the back of the blond's neck. "You're safe, and that's all that matters."

Gill shivered and leaned forward until his forehead touched Mike's. The simple contact was soothing, and he closed his eyes for a moment. "I feel bad for my sister," he finally ventured, eyes opening though he stared at their feet instead of meeting Mike's dark gaze, "but... is it... is it really bad that part of me..." He broke off, swallowing hard, and leaned away again. "Nevermind. Doesn't matter."

"No, it doesn't." Mike tipped his chin up and pressed a soft kiss to Gill's cheek. "I'm truly sorry about what happened. But I want you to try and put it all behind you. Your life starts now, here with me." Frightened that the demon would seize control at any moment, the Asian vampire decided his best course of action was to talk to Damien as soon as possible. His sire was a lot older than him, and Mike hope that meant Damien might have knowledge that would help deal with Gill's unique predicament.

Gill nodded, though he wondered how true that was, what Mike would think of him if he knew everything. "Yeah, maybe it-"

The sound of a firm knock on the door interrupted, and Damien's voice came through the wood, "You home? Just wanted to make sure you were okay after last night."

Mike turned his head at the sound of Damien's voice. A wave of relief washed over him instead of the uncertainty he thought he would feel. Telling Damien about making Gill his own seemed like a small problem in comparison to the demon possessing his lover's body. "Wait here," he told Gill gently. Straightening, Mike padded toward the door and opened it a crack. "Damien, I'm so glad to see you." He glanced over his shoulder at Gill before ticking his attention back to his sire. "Do you mind if we talk outside?" Not waiting for an answer, the Asian vampire hustled out into the hallway and pulled Damien aside. "Something happened last night. Gill... he was dead, but he came back... and... he's possessed by a demon."

Whatever Damien had expected when his childe darted out into the hallway, it wasn't that. The vampire's eyes widened, and he spent a moment thinking through the more obvious questions before settling on, "Does he have any control at all?" If there was nothing of the mortal left at all in the shell that was in Mike's apartment, then their course of action was obvious enough; find a way to destroy the creature. If Gill still existed, at least in part, then the situation would be entirely different. He'd seen the way the whole thing hit Mike the night before, and he wasn't ready to send his childe spiraling back into the darkness. "Has he asked for anything in particular?"

Mike folded his arms around himself, grateful that Damien wasn't angry with him. "Gill's in there," he replied shakily. "The demon only seems to take control when it wants something, and what it seems to want is to live through Gill." Shaking his head, the Asian vampire let out a despairing sigh. "But I can't let this go on. Last night, it killed two people..." He trailed off, not wanting to divulge that the two victims just so happened to be Gill's mother and stepfather. Things were complicated enough. "Gill doesn't remember anything. And that's how I want it to stay." Mike lifted pleading eyes to Damien. "What can we do? I have to help him."

Not wanting to set his childe up for failure, Damien decided that the best thing he could do was be honest. "We may not be able to do anything. If we exorcise the demon, then... then you probably lose Gill too. It's safer if the thing's going around killing for sport. That could come back to us, but you need to know what you're choosing if that's what you really want to do." Damien met Mike's gaze evenly and held it. "I won't even think about figuring out how to do that if you can't accept losing him. I can't make you do that again."

Mike glanced away. "You were right; I should've never gotten involved with a mortal," he said almost bitterly. "But I did, and I don't want to lose him." When he met Damien's gaze again, more bloody tears threatened to fall. "It wouldn't be so bad, right? To keep him, even if it means sharing him with a demon." Mike wasn't sure if he was trying to convince himself or if he was searching for his sire's approval. "I... I can watch him, make sure he doesn't kill anyone..." If it sounded pathetic and selfish, Mike didn't care. It wasn't too much to ask to keep Gill, even if it meant sharing him with a demon. Was it?

Before he even thought about answering, Damien pulled the other vampire into a warm embrace. He couldn't help but feel he had failed Mike. If he'd been paying better attention, maybe he could have headed things off before it became too serious the way he had with Blaine. Now his childe was paying dearly for his inattention. As he drew back, Damien pressed a gentle kiss to Mike's lips that was more affectionate than romantic. "I can speak with him if you like. If you're going to do this, keep him alive... he'll need to know. It may even give Gill help in learning to control the demon somewhat if he's strong enough."

"No, please... don't tell him," Mike begged, catching Damien by the arm. "I don't want him to know... not yet." He shook his head, his eyes pleading and brimming with crimson. "If he finds out, I don't know what it'll do to him. And I can't hurt him that way, even when none of it's his fault." Close to falling into despair, Mike was at a complete loss over what to do. Only one thing he was sure of: now was not the time to divulge the demonic possession to Gill. "Give me a few days, then we can try and help him... please, Damien?"

Damien sighed heavily, angry with himself for even considering saying yes to the plea, but finally he nodded. "Alright. Fine. But... be careful. You don't know what it can do, and you don't know how long this charade will be interesting to it. Bored demons are dangerous." Again he drew Mike in close. "I'm sorry that I didn't protect you from this." More than anything, he wanted to charge into the apartment and get the demon as far away from Mike as possible, but he knew that would destroy Mike's happiness as surely as the creature could himself. As he finally let his childe go again, Damien met his gaze evenly. "I mean it. Be careful. Until we know more... tread lightly. Go along when it's safe to."

"I'll be careful, I promise," agreed Mike with a firm nod of his head. He felt relieved. At least he now had a few days to break the news to Gill instead of traumatizing his lover any more than he already was. "Thank you, Damien. I mean it." The Asian vampire rested his hands on his sire's shoulders, offering a gentle squeeze of appreciation. "If anything happens, I know you'll come running." He pressed a soft kiss to Damien's cheek, then said goodbye and rejoined Gill. Smiling, and not wanting to alarm the mortal, Mike hurried back to his side. "Everything's okay," he quickly assured him. "Damien knows you're here, and he wasn't angry. We're going to be fine."

That was a bigger relief than Gill had thought it would be, and he relaxed visibly only to shake his head a second later. "No, it isn't. I.. I mean, what kind of fucked up person isn't freaked out by their parents being killed?" He was upset, but more because of his own reaction than the facts of the situation. He'd already cut his ties, and only concern for Lumen even touched on his heart. There were tears in Gill's eyes as he shook his head. "There's something wrong with me."

"You've just been through a lot, baby," Mike soothed, caressing the back of Gill's neck. He didn't show the slightest hint of fear or worry over the demon regaining control. The last thing he wanted to do was alert Gill to the possibility that he was right; there was something terribly wrong with him. "I'm sorry about yours parents, but we need to take care of you right now." Gathering his lover up into an embrace, Mike cradled and rocked him back and forth on the sofa. He refused to believe there was no hope of saving Gill. Somehow, someway he would find a way for them to stay together.

"'M sorry," Gill murmured against the vampire's chest. He needed the closeness too much to reject it, so instead he burrowed in as close as possible and wond his arms around Mike's slender waist. "Figured at least it would be awhile before I started being too much trouble." Even more quietly, he confessed, "I don't want to be like this." He was tired of being a mess. Being with Mike was supposed to be a turning point. He was supposed to get better. With that thought in mind, Gill drew himself up and wiped his eyes. "We should be celebrating. I mean... tonight's special, right? First night with the two of us like this."

"That's right," Mike smiled, and he reached up to brush his thumb across Gill's damp cheek. "Tonight's going to be wonderful. You know what we should do? Go shopping. I don't have a thing for you to eat." As an afterthought Mike wondered if it was a good idea taking his possessed lover into town. If the demon emerged and started running amok, then he would be putting innocent people in danger. //No, can't think about that now. Gotta keep pretending everything's okay.// "How about we both get ourselves cleaned up? Then we can raid a grocery store and be back here in no time."

"Sounds good." Gill wasn't thrilled with the idea of behaving himself, but he was eager to be done with errands and back to the apartment with Mike. It felt safer, the two of them safe and sound alone without anyone else. Still he showered and dressed in some of the fresh clothes from his bag. Everything he owned looked as if it should have been thrown out some time before, but Gill had nothing new to replace any of it with. "We don't need to get anything fancy. I don't know how to cook a whole lot. Mac and cheese, sandwiches, ramen... I make a pretty decent scrambled egg."

The trip was easy, smooth. It was almost strange how casual and normal it felt doing something so domestic with Mike. Gill couldn't help but throw blushing smiles the vampire's way every few seconds. No one could doubt precisely how they were involved from his giddy attraction alone. By the time they got home, Gill thought he might lose it if he didn't get closer to the man again. It was too much being separated even slightly from Mike. He forced himself to get the groceries unpacked and put away before fairly launching himself into the vampire's arms and kissing him hungrily.

Mike would have gasped in surprise if he had the breathe to give. He found himself reeling off balance from the force of Gill's kiss. And his arms eagerly snaked around his lover, not only to embrace him, but to ground himself before he toppled over. He cradled the back of Gill's head, while their tongues settled in for a heated duel. Mike only broke the wonderful contact when he realized that Gill's lungs were probably close to bursting for air. "Now, what's this all about?" he chuckled lustily. "Here I thought you might be hungry, and all the time you just wanted to take advantage of me." Mike's eyes sparkled. "Not that I'm complaining."

Gill's stomach rumbled loudly, but he just shrugged and smiled. "I'll eat later. Food's not going anywhere." The draw of enjoying their time together was far more intoxicating than the idea of any meal. It was as if Gill suspected he had to cram every last second possible of pleasure into every moment they spent together because the whole thing might fall apart at any moment. And it could. He knew that. But for the time being, he had Mike, and that was a far more beautiful thing than he'd ever really hoped for. "Maybe we can even make it all the way to the bed this time." He glanced over the vampire's shoulder. "Then again, we've got a perfectly good counter right here."

Mike arched a brow, and a lusty smile spread itself across his face. It was definitely Gill talking, not the demon. That alone made him relax, as well as stoke the fires of his deep desire for the other man. His arms still wrapped snugly around Gill, he effortlessly lifted his lover and deposited him on the counter. Then, the Asian vampire insinuated himself between Gill's legs with an audible groan. He leaned forward, brushing their lips together teasingly. "Now, is this okay? Or would you prefer the bed?"

"Here's good. Real good." Gill wrapped his arms around his lover's neck and scooted forward on the counter until they were pressed together again. "Anyplace where I'm with you is good." If they'd been curled up on the corner together it would have been fine so long as they had each other. Gill leaned in and slid his lips across the vampire's, then kissed along the line to his ear. "I prefer you. I want you. Love you." Being romantic wasn't his strong suit, but it still felt good saying it and being completely honest.

Mike never realized how thrilling it could be to hear those words until they flowed from Gill's mouth. It also made him ache that much more knowing that his mortal lover was currently possessed by a demon. He hid his distress well, covering it with amorous intentions. "I love you too," he whispered meaningfully. "I think I did the moment we met." It was true. Although he had been looking for a snack that fateful night. There was something about Gill that had drawn him in, captured him, and made him feel things he once thought were elusive for a vampire.

Gill couldn't help smiling at that. "Yeah... yeah, me too," he whispered in return before kissing the vampire gently. "Never felt like this with anybody else." For much of his life, Gill had wondered if he even could fall in love or if whatever kept his parents from really caring affected him too. He'd suspected that he was broken beyond any kind of repair only to find that Gill's touch soothed his soul perfectly. "I just wanna be with you. Long as I can be, I wanna be right here."

It shattered Mike to hear those words. He should have been rejoicing, he should have been deliriously happy... Instead, all he could feel was sadness knowing that Gill was only here with him thanks to an insidious demon. "I'm not going to let you go," he promised, cupping the back of Gill's neck. "No matter what happens." Mike realized that Gill had no idea what he was referring to. Instead of drowning in a tidal wave of emotion, he kissed his lover instead. The Asian vampire shifted against the warmth of the mortal's body, losing himself in desire.

The odd words were lost in Gill's mind. He couldn't think of anything but how amazing it was to have Mike touching him again. "Want you to fuck me," he purred in the vampire's ear. "I want to feel you." He wanted to forget that he'd been stupid enough to let anyone else touch him. He didn't want that ever again. Letting vampires feed from him had been a rush. It had come close to filling the void inside, at least sometimes, but being with Mike made him truly happy. "Can I, baby? Can I have you?"

"You can have anything you want," Mike readily agreed. "You never even have to ask." More kisses followed, sweet and tender but no less heated. His hands worked around and splayed across Gill's back, roaming up and down the length of his spine. It was deceptively easy to forget that his lover was possessed by a demon. Gill was still in control, however, and that brought Mike some peace of mind. He would never give up the hope of finding someway to save Gill. Desire overtaking his senses, Mike's long, elegant fingers dipped into the back of the mortal's jeans. And he teased that secret placed between the cheeks of that amazing ass.

Gill let out a shaky moan to show his approval before reaching between them and unfastening his jeans, the band falling loose to allow Mike's hand free reign to explore. "Same goes for you. You can always ask," he assured before kissing Mike's lips gently. "I know I'm not good at the romantic stuff, but I feel that way. With you, I do. I want you to know that." The way he talked and acted, Gill knew it was hard to read anything but the surface sometimes. He wanted to learn how to be intimate and sexy at the same time, to show Mike that he didn't just want him, he needed him.

Mike's questing fingers eased further between Gill's luscious backside. And the Asian vampire trembled as he felt Gill's quivering opening beneath the pad of his digits. "I've never been a great romantic either," he confessed, nipping teasingly at his lover's throat. "Before I was turned, I would have never even admitted I liked other guys. But, with you, it goes way beyond liking. That's what I want you to know, and remember." Mike drew back, gazing into Gill's eyes before leaning back in and brushing their lips together. He kissed him with a passion that was guaranteed to steal his breath away.

He knew that he would. He'd remember everything Mike had ever said to him because no one had ever said things like them before. The best he'd gotten were lewd comments and mumbled groans of pleasure. It was nothing like this. Gill pushed himself back into Mike's touch and felt the finger penetrating him shallowly. The sensation teased perfectly what was to come as they progressed through the evening. He couldn't wait to have Mike inside him again, but he would. The moment being properly intimate mattered more. Gill did the best he could to focus on the kisses, lingering, passionate, and cloyingly sweet.

Mike had never experienced anything like this before. Not with Tina, or Damien, or none of the mortals he'd encountered in search of blood. Gill's life had been filled with loneliness, constantly searching for something to fill the void. And Mike longed to be that missing piece of the puzzle. To give Gill everything he'd been missing. "I want you," he murmured between kisses, "I want you naked..." The Asian vampire continued to tease his lover's fluttering opening, while his free hand worked to free Gill of his shirt. As soon as the mortal's chest was exposed, Mike was lunging forward and capturing a tempting nipple between his lips.

While Mike's delicate tongue worked his nipple, Gill did his best to kick free of his jeans. It wasn't easy the way they were tangled together and with Mike around and inside him already, but he finally managed to shuck them. The denim fell to the floor and Gill relaxed to let himself enjoy the chilly comfort of his lover's body. "Need you naked too," he reminded Mike, though reluctantly. It would mean the loss of closeness for a second to clear away the last of the fabric separating them. "Nothing but skin. Just you and me and the bed."

As far as Mike was concerned, those were the most beautiful words anyone had ever said to him. He raised himself up, then lunged forward and recaptured Gill's full, soft mouth. Lifting the mortal effortlessly from the counter, the Asian vampire carried his precious bundle into the bedroom and deposited him on the mattress. Mike often found himself warring with his baser instincts; he hungered for blood and the instant gratification it brought. But, with Gill, he ached to take his time and enjoy every moment he possibly could. Stripping off his clothes, Mike proudly displayed his chiseled dancer's body and his wanton erection jutting out before him. Then, he was crawling onto the bed and groaning as he covered Gill's body with his own. "There, that's much better," he decided with a lusty chuckle.

"Feels better," Gill agreed. The feeling of Mike against him was bliss. "Never been with anybody as hot as you. You should be in pornos or something. Well, I mean, you should if I'd share you, but... don't think I wanna." He wasn't a possessive person. His own promiscuity and need to be fed upon meant that he could be very understanding. Besides that, he'd never so much as attempted a relationship before. The thought stayed Gill's lust for a moment. His expression darkened, and he ventured thoughtfully, "I know you'll hafta drink from, y'know, other people, but... I don't... I don't wanna be with anybody else, and..." Considering everything he'd done, Gill couldn't finish the thought. He knew he didn't have any right to ask Mike to be faithful when he hadn't been.

Mike smiled gently, and pressed reassuring kisses all over Gill's handsome face. "Well, I don't want to be with anyone else either," he replied, combing his fingers through the mortal's hair. "And that includes feeding. When I can't bite you, I can settle for True Blood. It's nowhere near as good as the real thing. But you're the only one I want to drink from." With that said, the Asian vampire recaptured that lovely mouth and kissed Gill with a breathtaking passion. He was so in love that his intense feelings blinded him to the problem of Gill's possession. For tonight, he didn't have to worry so long as the demon stayed in check.

Gill didn't realize he'd been holding his breath until Mike spoke the words and he let it out in a sigh of relief. The young man responded to the sweet kisses eagerly. He licked his way into Mike's mouth and cupped the other man's ass tightly in his hands. Already Gill felt his lover's hard cock prodding against his thigh, a silent, insistent promise of what he'd be getting soon enough. He tried to communicate with every flick of his tongue and slide of his hips how glad he was that they had found each other, to infuse every second with the feeling of belonging that struck him every time Mike's lips touched his.

Mike tasted and felt Gill's passion with every kiss and each caress. He thrust shallowly against his lover, just enough to create healthy friction and leave them both yearning for more. "Gill," he moaned, trailing his lips along the mortal's jawline before descending onto his throat. Sucking, licking, and nibbling at the recent bite mark, the Asian vampire reached between their writhing bodies in search of Gill's rigid length. The feverish cock fairly leapt into his grasp, and Mike wasted no time in stroking the other man from base to tip and back again. "I'm going to kiss every inch of you," he promised in a low purr. "I'm going to show you how much I love you. Give you everything you need."

Gill felt the pleasure vibrate through him at the thought and nodded his acceptance immediately. He wanted that. He wanted it badly. "Please?" he whispered in a voice far gentler and more vulnerable than his usual rough tone. With Mike he didn't have to pretend to be or feel anything he didn't, and it was a surprisingly heavy relief. It was finally coming home and being part of something he'd ached for his whole life, something he hadn't realized he missed until finding Mike. "I'm yours. Y'can do what you want and... and I want that. I want you."

"I want you too," Mike affirmed huskily. "You're all I want, all I ever think about." His hands continued to roam all over Gill's body, which shuddered and was feverish to the touch. Fingers teasing between his lover's quivering thighs, Mike brushed Gill's twitching length and heaving balls before dipping lower and playing between those mouthwatering ass cheeks. "It's so tempting to take you right here, right now," he confessed, pressing more kisses along his lover's throat. "But I want this to last as long as possible. Watch you come all night for me."

"You can... if anybody can, it's you." Gil shivered at the idea of Mike riding him for hours, of the vampire's lips and tongue teasing him until he lost it over and over. No one had ever taken that kind of time to pleasure him before. But he could see the sincerity written on Mike's face and couldn't help smiling in return. "Bet you could talk me into cumming for you. Just your voice... fuck, everything you do gets me hot."

Mike warmed at the praise, finding his already ravenous hunger for Gill increasing with each passing moment. "Same goes for you," he purred, nibbling at an ear. "I could cum just looking at you." He dipped teasing fingers along his lover's warm, inviting trench. And the Asian vampire delighted in the tremor of excitement that quaked through Gill's shivering little opening. "Do you really think you can get off from my voice? Maybe we should try it? After all, I did promise to make you cum all night long."

Though Gill's stomach clenched with pleasure at the teasing touch, the idea was definitely intriguing. "Yeah. Yeah, we can try," he agreed, eyes so dark that they were nearly black as they gazed at the vampire. "Try anything with you." He'd had never been reserved when it came to trying things sexually, he'd just never had a real opportunity since most of his sexual encounters had lasted ten minutes or less.

Nuzzling Gill's throat, Mike continued to let his fingers swirl playfully over his lover's hyper-sensitive flesh. "You're so beautiful," he murmured, his tongue flicking over last night's bite marks. "Everything about you drives me crazy, makes me so hard..." As it to illustrate his point, the Asian vampire writhed against the mortal, his aching length pressing itself insistently against Gill's leg. "Feel that? Do you like it when I fuck you? Making you cum so hard?"

Gill nodded, then realized that wasn't what the vampire was looking for. "Yes... yeah, I love it. Love feeling you inside me." He'd had a lot of guys in the past. It wasn't hard to get fed from and laid at the same time or at least in quick succession. The act of feeding was sexual in and of itself if done right, and given that he got off so thoroughly on that, the two went naturally hand in hand. Being with Mike got him off on more levels than the obvious ones. Shifting so that he could feel that hard length pressing into his thigh more firmly, Gill sighed. "I want you all the time. Just... to be with you... touch you... anything."

Mike's groan was muffled against Gill's throat. He found it increasingly difficult to simply talk his lover into climax, especially when his desire to taste Gill's body was so strong. Licking at that wonderful, warm neck, the Asian vampire twisted around until he was covering Gill's body with his own. Their swollen lengths brushed, wrenching a sharp moan of pleasure from Mike's throat. "That's how I feel too," he confessed, writhing against Gill. "I love you, and you make me completely crazy. Being with you... it's the best thing that's ever happened to me."

Gill smiled at the words and threaded his fingers into Mike's hair. "Y'can try the talking thing another time. Right now I want you inside me." In theory the idea had been enticing, but in practice, Gill's natural impatience drove him, aching, to want more when it was so close at hand. "Is that... is it okay? Just want you so much." He bit his lip and swallowed only to part his lips again to seek a sloppy, hungry kiss from Mike a second later.

"Want you too," Mike replied, licking at Gill's sinfully sweet mouth. "Sometimes.. it's scary how much I need you." He reached between their married bodies, closing his hand around both of their aching lengths. It sent a sharp jolt of pleasure through the Asian vampire, and he visibly trembled against his mortal lover. "It's... it's not all about sex... I... I hope you know that..." It was ever so slightly difficult to make that sound truthful when both he and Gill were so worked up. But Mike meant every word.

"I know," Gill answered as earnestly as he could manage when he was panting with every breath and clinging to Mike as if he might shake apart otherwise. Though he knew that sex and love were related, he also knew how far apart they could be. For the first time, Gill found himself in someone's arms knowing that they cared about him and feeling the same way in return. "Makes it better. The sex, I mean, it's... it is better like this." Knowing that Mike would be there the next night whatever happened infused Gill with a new sense of freedom that left him humming with energy. "Everything feels better with you."

Mike's grin nearly split his face in two. His fangs inadvertently appeared, and the Asian vampire managed to kiss his lover without piercing his lover's mouth. He licked over Gill's tongue, relishing the taste of him with a soft groan. After a long moment he drew back and gazed into Gill's stormy eyes. "I never thought I could love anyone... not like this," he confessed, stroking his hands over the other man's heaving chest. "I think it's time to so you just how much, don't you?" Unwilling to wait for a response, Mike started to kiss his way down the length of Gill's torso.

"Definitely," Gill agreed without the slightest hesitation. The feeling of Mike's cool lips moving over his skin was exactly what he'd been needing. He hadn't known he could need a person as much as he'd always needed things, the way he'd needed the release of cutting or the delicious pleasure-pain of being bitten. But now he needed Mike more than he'd ever wanted any of that. "Do whatever you want. I just want you. I just wanna be with you." There were actually tears in his eyes, but Gill knew that for once they had nothing to do with being sad.

"That's what I want, too," Mike murmured, pressing soft kisses all over Gill's heaving chest. Seeing the happiness glimmering in the mortal's eyes only made the fact of Gill's possession that much harder to take in. He pushed his concerns out of his mind with an effort. Tonight wasn't the time to worry. He had Gill, and Gill had him. That was all that mattered. "You're everything I've always wanted. I just didn't know till I found you." Moving further down, the Asian vampire took his lover in hand and caressed him tenderly. His tongue flicked out, swirling over the swollen tip, while his gaze never left Gill's face.

Gill didn't let his eyes waver from the vampire's for even a moment. He needed to see every last second. Used to being taken quickly, to skipping all preliminaries, Gill had to fight the urge to tell Mike that what he was doing wasn't necessary, that he didn't need to be so sweet or so careful. Because he needed it whether it was necessary or not. They needed to share things together that maybe they hadn't shared before. //I don't know that. Maybe he's had somebody before...// It didn't matter. They had now. "I didn't either. Didn't realize I wanted this. I don't think... I don't think I would with anybody else."

Those heartfelt words made it almost impossible for Mike to wait a moment longer. His love and his desire for Gill were much too strong. "Now, need you now," he rasped, taking himself in hand and brushing the drooling tip of his cock against his lover's twitching entrance. Gill's body responded in kind, stretching open and allowing him inside with little effort. He moaned the mortal's name in a reverent tone as he was completely sheathed in a blanket of warm ecstasy. "Yes, oh god... Gill..." Mike cradled the back of his head, drawing him into a kiss filled with scorching passion.

Gill gasped his own pleasure as Mike's tongue mimicked the action of his cock, claiming his mouth thoroughly. As always the cool, delicious sensation of Mike's body against his own woke every nerve ending on Gill's body. The thick stretch left him panting for breath that Gill wasn't even sure he really needed. Maybe the dead shouldn't need to eat and breathe. Maybe it was reflex. The troubling thoughts crowded in for only a second before Mike's talented tongue drove all else from his mind. Gill welcomed the oblivion with open arms.

Perfection. It rang true as Mike fairly melted into Gill's welcoming embrace. Nothing he had ever experienced could possibly compare to the supreme bliss of being with Gill. Their tongues tangled in a feverish duel, while the Asian vampire's hips began to churn and his cock, swollen with borrowed blood, plunged into the mortal's grasping channel. One hand rested on Gill's hip, while the other carded his hair. He realized that his lover needed to breathe, and he broke the kiss only to latch onto Gill's throat. Licking and nibbling, Mike completely lost himself in the ecstasy of making love to this incredible man.

The sensation of Mike's gentle lips against his throat reminded Gill of darker pleasures, and he shivered as they moved together. He hadn't missed the breath until he had it, but it seemed that his lungs wanted the air whether they truly needed it or not. "You can... you can drink if you want." It wasn't, Gill realized, necessary. He could cum easily with Mike whether the man hurt him or not, but he wouldn't lie and pretend that he didn't enjoy it. Feeding Mike and sharing every possible intimacy with him made Gill feel amazing.

Mike found it near impossible to control his baser vampire instincts when he made love with Gill. His lover waved temptation before him, inviting him to feed. His fangs appeared, and the hunger to drink Gill's essence nearly overwhelmed him. He nuzzled the mortal's throat, breathing in his rich, intoxicating scent with a soft growl. Pressing tender kisses along a throbbing vein, the Asian vampire reached between their bodies and grasped Gill's dripping length. "Love you," he whispered, licking teasingly at his neck. "Want you..."

"You've got me," Gill assured, wrapping his arms around the man's slightly chilly body and holding him fast. "Got all of me. Everything." He wasn't sure he had much to give, but everything he had left - his life, such as it was, his body, his mind, and his heart all definitely belonged to Mike. Gently Gill rocked up into Mike's hand before sinking back and taking every last inch of his cock again. As his passion grew, Gill panted, "Do it," unable to hold back his desire to have his lover's teeth claiming him as thoroughly his cock was doing.

Slowly, Mike pierced Gill's warm, soft flesh with his fangs, and he groaned as his mouth filled with his lover's blood. Rich and sweet, it still possessed a hint of wrongness thanks to the demon, but was delicious all the same. His hips churned in an erotic rhythm of lust, and vast shivers of pleasure coursed over the Asian vampire's body as he simultaneously fed and fucked. He could sense the same intense ecstasy coursing through Gill, and it thrilled Mike knowing that he and he alone could send the mortal into fits of wild desire.

Gill panted, blissfully overwhelmed by the sensation of Mike drinking deeply from his body and claiming him. A few strokes more and Gill gasped as his release powered closer and closer. Passion pooled inside him and coiled tighter with each passing moment until his cock throbbed with an insistent beat all its own. "So close. Mike, I'm gonna... I... oh, god, you're gonna make me cum, baby... gonna... I'm..." He knew that he was barely making any sense. He also knew it didn't matter. Gill's fingernails dragged harshly over Mike's back as his hips began to move out of control.

Mike growled uncontrollably, the sounds of pleasure muffled against Gill's throat. He could taste the desire lacing his lover's succulent blood, smell the heat of passion wafting from his body. More intoxicating than anything he had ever known, the Asian vampire lost himself in the moment, claiming Gill totally and completely. His thrusts intensified, and Mike began to stroke the mortal with each caress of his own raging length. "Cum for me," he gasped, licking at the fresh wound. "Let me feel you, please... please cum for me..." Dangerously close himself, he covered Gill's panting mouth with his own, thrusting his tongue deep inside, offering him a taste of his own blood.

The coppery tang coated Gill's tongue as he finally gasped and groaned his way to completion. Gill's fingers clenched into the Asian vampire's silky dark hair as his own tongue twisted passionately around his lover's. He didn't care about the blood and his own taste there. He only cared about the flavor of Mike beneath it all. Even as he shuddered through the pulsing of his own cock Gill did his best to clench himself tight around Mike to drive the vampire just as crazy. Silently he pleaded for the bliss of sharing the release.

Nothing in the world could ever compare to the exquisite beauty of Gill exploding in spasms of ecstasy. He drank in the sights, sounds, and sensations while staving off his own climax in order to enjoy his lover's tormented pleasure. Finally, the spasming of Gill's tender passage around his aching length became too much for even a vampire to bear. And Mike spilled over in torrents of pent-up lust, filling the mortal to overflowing with the evidence of his passion. He came and came, shuddering atop his lover as he continued to thrust repeated until he was spent. Even then, his mouth kept mauling Gill's, stealing what little breath he had away.

Gill couldn't breathe, and he didn't care. He sucked on his lover's tongue until he began to feel weak with the need for oxygen. Only then did Gill drew back enough to suck in a breath. "Oh, fuck, the things you do... never cum so hard. Never with anybody. Fuck..." Gill grinned widely at the other man and cupped Mike's face in his hands. The words weren't romantic, but the lingering kiss that followed was. He nipped at Mike's lips, kissing and licking gently as if to soothe away the fervor of a few moments earlier.

It shattered Mike knowing that Gill was deliriously happy with him, and yet he could not bring himself to tell the mortal that he was possessed by a demonic force. Somehow he believed he would find a way to save Gill, otherwise he saw no point in continuing his own existence. He loved him too much to be without him. Gill's delicious attention brought him back to the moment, and Mike groaned into the lavish kisses. "I want to spend forever making you feel this way," he murmured, brushing his fingers through Gill's warm, damp hair. "Here, for you..." Pricking his finger on a fang, the Asian vampire pressed the offering to the mortal's gloriously bruised lips.

Gill didn't hesitate before sucking the finger between his lips and licking away the blood gathered there. Oddly the desperate need for vampiric blood was an obsession he'd never fallen prey to, but that didn't make it any less intoxicating. It turned him on all the more knowing he was sharing something so intimate with Mike. Eventually he let go and smiled again before finding Mike's lips, wanting that as much as anything else. The warmth of pleasure satisfied and a night spent with the man he loved were making Gill's eyes heavy. "So glad I get to be here with you... sleep here with you." He sighed and kept his arms tight around Mike's muscular form. "Get t'be here when you wake up... s'nice," he murmured, the words growing sluggish as he fought to keep his eyes open.

"Me too, beautiful," Mike whispered, nuzzling Gill's kiss-bruised mouth with his own. "I wouldn't have it any other way." He eased himself free, only to roll over onto his side and drag the mortal's flushed and glistening body into his arms again. "Now, when you wake up I want you to eat, okay?" His long, elegant fingers combed tenderly through Gill's hair. "You've got to take care of yourself. For me, alright?" There was hidden meaning behind those words. Concerned for Gill's well-being had become Mike's top priority. And he knew his lover would have to be strong to eventually fight the demon possessing him. "Close your eyes," he urged softly. "I'll be right here."