echolls_cursed | Vampire AU Prequel

Growling again, Logan snapped his teeth and started to push and grab again.

"What are ou talking about?" he asked.

"You want all the fucking control, don't you?" Joe asked, pushing back. "And if you can't have it, you just wanna feel wanted."

"Maybe," Logan said, refusing to back down just yet. Joe was strong though, stronger than he was still, and he was struggling to get the upper hand. That didn't stop him from trying though.

Logan wouldn't give up until the struggle was truly over.

"Could just bite you again, you know," Joe said, reaching up with one hand and fisting his fingers in Logan's hair. Biting him again wouldn't do much, but it might be fun.

Logan made a small sound at that, looking up at Joe defiantly. As if daring him to do something.

With a grin, Joe tugged on Logan's hair, forcing his head back and baring his throat. Ducking his head down, he let his teeth scrape Logan's skin.

Swallowing hard, Logan squirmed beneath the older man and let out a soft gasp.

The feeling of teeth against skin brought back a sharp memory of his death only a few hours ago... but something else as well. A longing. He wanted Joe. Needed him even. That feeling was enough to keep him from struggling too hard.

Joe's teeth scraped harder against Logan's skin. Not enough to break it, not enough to draw blood, but the threat was there. His entire body pushed down harder, pinning him against the bed.

Logan growled a little, but seemed to surrender.

The feeling of Joe pressing down against him made every last nerve in his body light up, sending sort bursts of pleasure and need through his body. It felt amazing, and he wanted more.

"Go on then. Bite me."

Joe bit Logan's throat sharply, just enough to draw blood, not enough to feed. He wasn't interested in feeding, though, he just wanted to fuck with him, make him feel wanted, even if he didn't want to admit that he did want the kid.

Hissing, Logan's hips bucked up a little as he tried to drag Joe even closer. "You want me. Admit it. Admit that you want me, Joe," he purred.

"Why?" Joe asked, his voice a low growl as he bit harder and pushed down with his hips. He wasn't going to say it, he wasn't going to admit anything, not unless he absolutely had to.

"Because it's the truth," Logan said, snarling a little at the bite and starting to fight again.

He shoved Joe as hard as he could, clawing and snapping like some sort of animal. It was freeing to be able to lash out, and he was getting off on the fight, on the way Joe was struggling to control him.

There was something inside him though that was waiting to submit. As if part of him just knew that he was Joe's., whether the other vamp wanted him or not.

Logan knew he had no power here, and it was strange how okay he was with that under all his bullshit posturing. He wanted to belong to Joe.

Joe almost laughed, surprised by the sudden fight and he pushed back, struggling and fighting. It was always easier with someone else who was a vampire, someone else who was strong and couldn't be really hurt.

When he shoved Logan hard enough to hear something crack, he didn't care, didn't worry. Logan could do the same to him.

Logan cried out when he felt something in his arm crack, whimpering as he felt it start to mend.

Sure, it would heal fast, didn't make it hurt less though. Panting, he arched up again, trying to get some friction.

Joe growled deeply and grabbed Logan harder, wanting to feel that force in return. He wanted Logan to push harder, he craved the sort of violence that he was doling out.

Annoyed by the way Joe was treating him, Logan struggled to get one arm free. Snarling again, he lashed out, throwing a punch hard enough to snap Joe's head to the side, and then throwing another.

Whatever had cracked in his arm had already healed, and he twisted a little to try and get that free too.

He shouldn't have been enjoying the fight as much as he was.

Joe grunted at the punch, his head snapped hard to the side, but he was back a second later, grinning widely. It was what he wanted and by the look on his face, it was obvious that he enjoyed it. He'd gotten over what that might mean about him a long fucking time ago.

Logan scowled when Joe grinned, grabbing the other man's hand and twisting until he heard something snap and then pop.

"Fuck," Joe cursed angrily, but he was still grinning and he struggled, pushing against Logan hard. He ducked his head again as his wrist began to heal, and bit Logan's throat hard.

"Shit," Logan gasped, trying to squirm away without tearing the tender skin that Joe had between his teeth.

his nails dug harshly into the other man's arm, not letting up until he had blood beneath his nails.

Another low groan escaped when Joe felt Logan's nails cut into his arm, but he didn't let up, didn't relent in the slightest. It had been so easy to push Logan into this and he was going to enjoy it.

His teeth broke the skin again, blood staining his lower lip when he pulled away.

"You're getting off on this," Logan accused.

"You got a problem with that?" Joe asked, because he wasn't so sure that Logan wasn't getting off on it. In fact, he thought he was liking it a hell of a lot.

"I might," Logan said. Though really? He was getting off on it too. "You got me here, you gonna hurry up and do something about it?" he asked, reaching up and yanking Joe's hair roughly.

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