echolls_cursed | Vampire AU Prequel

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Vampire AU Prequel

Logan didn't do bars, not often any way. Too many people, too much going on... too many girls sniffing for money rather than love. Usually he hated it, but tonight...

Tonight he just needed to get out, to have a few drinks and enjoy the city of LA for what it was. Mindless, soulless, and empty. Really, the more he dwelled on it the more Logan was sure those were exactly the sort of qualities he'd been looking for in home, and he grinned as he polished off his drink and left enough cash on the bar for tip and his tab.

Ignoring the many writhing and twisting bodies on the dance floor, Logan made his way to the exit, ready to head home for the night. Passing the pool table, he pushed open the door and stepped into the night. The streets were busy, but he didn't mind, he'd cut through the alleyway and take a shortcut home.

The lamp light flickered as he stepped into the darkened ally, blinking out just as he headed into the shadows. It was alright though, he wasn't scared, he wasn't some sweet sixteen princess with her virtue to worry about... Logan was tough. He was eighteen now, and he had no fear.

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"Whatever," Joe agreed, looking more amused by the second, but he unlocked the other cuff carefully and then stepped away from the bed, tossing the keys back into the drawer.

Sitting up, Logan looked down at the cross shaped burn on his stomach that was still healing over, and then looked up at Joe. "Still hurts," he complained quietly. "And I'm hungry again."

Really hungry, actually. All that healing had sucked the energy right out of him, and he felt a little weak.

"We've got a couple more hours before sunrise," Joe pointed out, shrugging into a shirt. "Could go out and find something to eat." He was hungry as well and his hand hurt, the blisters popping and healing.

Crawling out of the bed, Logan nodded a little, wandering over to Joe and pressing up against him a little, still nude.

"Can't we just... stay in?" Logan asked, nuzzling against Joe's neck. "Has to be someone you could call... someone who could bring us something. A friend maybe?"

"It's not like there are humans for delivery," Joe pointed out with a snort of laughter. "Not really."

Except he could probably step out his front door and grab someone off the street, although he didn't like to do that often. Bodies weren't fun to get rid of.

"Bet there is if you can afforded it," Logan murmured to himself. "Fine whatever, let's go," he sighed, turning and grabbing his clothes so he could get dressed again.

"Stay here, you whiny bastard," Joe said, pushing Logan back down onto the bed before he grabbed a pair of pants and headed toward the door.

He returned about five minutes later with a terrified looking blonde who kept fucking whimpering.

Logan just grinned, wearing nothing but a pair of pajama bottoms that he'd found in Joe's closet as he wandered over to get a good look at the girl.

"Like her, she smells nice," he decided, sniffing her a little and stroking her cheek. "What's your name?" he asked her, voice soft and deceptively kind.

The girl didn't answer, not right away, but Logan was a lot nicer than Joe and after a moment she cleared her throat and said, "Julie."

"Julie," Joe repeated with a snort of laughter, shoving her toward the bed.

"Don't mind Joe," Logan said climbing onto the bed beside her, and holding her wrist just tight enough to keep her near. "I don't think he gets to meet a lot of nice girls. I bet you're a nice girl, Julie," he said, pushing her hair away from her face and leaning in to kiss her neck, before glancing over at Joe.

She jerked away a little, but not as much as Logan had expected. "You're very beautiful," he told her. "You think she's beautiful, Joe?"

Joe looked at the girl, then looked at Logan and shrugged. "She's okay, I guess," he decided. He wasn't big on beautiful, he didn't really give a fuck. All he cared about was whether or not she was filled with warm blood, which she was and that made her right for him.

"Not your type?" Logan asked with a smirk, offering her an apologetic shrug before baring his teeth and grabbing her neck as he slammed her down onto the bed.

"It's a shame, I kind of liked you, Julie."

The girl cried out when she was slammed down on the bed and she fought a little, but it was pretty pointless and Joe grinned, coming closer to the bed.

"Wanna taste her first Joe?" Logan offered, running one hand down the girls body, and grinning at the sounds she made as he groped her lightly through her shirt. "I don't see how you could not think she's pretty, I mean, listen to the sounds she's making..."

"I guess I just like it when they put up a fight," Joe replied dryly, giving Logan a pointed look before he grabbed the girl's hair and yanked her head back to reveal her throat.

Logan laughed quietly at that, smoothing his hand over her cheek as the other slipped under her shirt to rest lightly on her stomach, the gesture almost intimate.

"To each their own," he said to Joe, smiling when she started to sob. "I sort of like this. Quiet, submissive... soft. I bet she'd be willing to do anything if she thought we'd let her live. "Isn't that right, Julie?" he asked the girl, tracing his thumb over her lips.

Logan was hungry though, and for all he was enjoying playing with his food, he leaned in to nuzzle her throat, searching for her pulse and waiting for Joe to join him so they could feed together.

"Yeah," the girl answered immediately, seeming to find hope in what Logan had said. "Anything, I promise, just don't hurt me."

Joe huffed out a laugh as he leaned in and nuzzled against the side of her throat as well. "Anything, Logan," he repeated, smirking a little.

"Mmm," Logan hummed against her ear, pushing her shirt up a little more. "Anything at all? That is very tempting," he mused, sitting up slightly to look down at her.

Dragging one sharp nail up her stomach, he smirked and then reaching to free her small breasts from her lacy bra. Leaning down again, he ran his tongue over one of her nipples, his hand traveling lower, and then lower still as he pulled up her skirt.

"I think I want to watch you moan... while me and Joe here take turns draining you dry," he purred, like a cat toying with it's pray. "What do you think, Joe?"

The girl had begun to relax a little, thinking maybe they might let her go, but at Logan's final words, she tensed again, her muscles tightening, something Joe could feel under his hand.

"I don't think she likes that," he murmured with a smirk, turning his head just enough to look at Logan.

"Can't please everyone," Logan sighed, nipping sharply at the curve of her breast as his hand slipped under her skirt.

"Tell me what she tastes like, Joe."

When she cried out softly, Joe pushed her down harder against the bed and let his teeth cut into the skin of her throat. Her blood flowed, pumped into his mouth and he moaned quietly and when he spoke, the blood spilled against his lips. "Like fear," he answered. "Fucking intoxicating."

Fingers tracing over the soft cotton of her panties, Logan continued to caress her with soft soothing touches, "She smells amazing. Like fear... panic... Did I smell this good?" he asked with a grin, slipping his fingers under the elastic of her underwear as he sank his teeth into her side and started to drink slowly. Savoring it.

"Mm," Joe hummed in agreement, his hand spreading over her stomach, rising slightly to cup one of her breasts. His tongue flicked out and lapped at the blood on her throat as she whimpered and clawed at Joe's shoulder, trying to get him off her.

Pulling back, Logan licked the wound clean as he slid one finger inside her and moved to nuzzle the other side of her neck again. "It's not so bad, is it, Julie? Almost nice, right?" he asked, grinning when she squirmed.

"Fuck you," she managed to say, but it wasn't very strong and Joe laughed, moving down her body slowly. His teeth grazed her side, drawing blood, but not much, mostly just content to watch Logan with her.

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