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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"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.

"Now, see, that's just rude," Logan tutted, twisting his finger deeper inside her, and adding another. "We invite ou in, tell you you're beautiful... and you say that? I don't think I want to be friends with you anymore, Julie."

Slipping his fingers free, he shook his head and backhanded her sharply across the cheek. "Shame, could have been nice," he told her, right before he ducked his head and savagely sank his teeth into her neck, drinking hard and fast.

Joe mostly watched, not as hungry as Logan, but interested to see what he'd turned the younger man into. He grinned when Logan slapped the girl, then watched him as he drank, his mouth still turned up into a faint, amused smile. A moment later he ducked his head to her as well, finding the place he'd bit her throat and biting again, drinking from her as Logan drank on her other side.

Reaching out, Logan cupped the back of Joe's head as they drank, moaning softly. He could feel all his strength coming back and the last of his burns were healing even faster now. It was amazing.

It was strange how now that he was dead, he'd never felt more alive.

Joe could feel his hand healing as he pressed it harder against the girl's ribs, drinking from her, feeling her warmth and her life flowing into his mouth. He pulled back after a moment, but not away from Logan, still watching as he finished drinking.

Logan didn't stop until the girl was dry. Licking up every last drop, he sat up slowly and moaned.

"God, I love doing that."

"Yeah," Joe agreed, although he was still mostly watching Logan, his eyes sweeping over him. They would have to get rid of the body eventually, the part that Joe absolutely hated, but not yet. Not for awhile yet.

Resting back on his elbows, Logan leered a little at Joe. "I look good in your clothes, huh?" he asked, toying with the pajama bottoms he had on.

Joe snorted with laughter, reaching over the girl to pluck at the elastic of the pants, then shrugged. "Guess you don't look half bad," he allowed.

"So, is this all you do?' Logan asked. "Hunt, eat, have sex with stunning young men?"

"More or less," Joe said, nodding a bit. "Stunning young women, too." Whoever the fuck he wanted, really, and some he'd killed, but others he'd let go. "Stay alive."

"How long o I have before you get bored with me?" Logan asked, nudging the girls body out of his way as he moved closer to Joe.

"I never get bored of anyone, I just make new friends," Joe replied with a quiet laugh. "That's not how this shit works, there's no bored and less boring, there's just... it all works. You come see me whenever the fuck you want and I'll do the same."

"Fair enough," Logan decided. "So, what do we do now? Sun's coming up and she's hogging your bed."

"You're gonna get off your ass for about ten minutes and help me dump her," Joe decided, looking over at the window. They had enough time to take her down the road, get rid of her and get back.

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