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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"Okay," Joe said simply, heading outside and then glancing around before he decided to go left. Nothing drove that decision, he just figured he'd have the same kind of luck no matter which way he turned. All he was gonna do was kill the first dealer he found anyway.

Logan followed quickly, wondering if Joe knew where they were going or not. He stuck close by his side, eying all the people they passed, as if somehow he could spot the dealer.

"You see anyone?" Joe asked as they walked, his hands pushed into his pockets. They'd probably have to walk for a bit, find a dirtier area or somewhere quiet.

"Not yet," Logan replied, shaking his head and looking around a little more.

"Probably gonna have to take a bit of a walk," Joe admitted. "Get away from this area."

"Whatever, that's fine," Logan shrugged. "Night's still young after all..."

Joe nodded his agreement, still glancing around every so often, his eyes sweeping over the people he saw. "Lots of people out here." It made him hungry.

"You hungry or something?" Logan asked with a knowing smirk.

"Getting there," Joe admitted, looking around curiously at the people he saw.

"What about... them?" Logan asked, nodding at a pair of boys who were practically dangling off one another. "That wet your appetite, Joe?"

"They're pretty fucking sure of themselves, aren't they?" Joe asked, his eyebrows lifting at the sight of them. "Which one do you like?"

"The blonde," Logan said simply, watching them closely as they laughed and smiled.

He hated them for looking so... happy.

The blond reminded Joe vaguely of someone he knew, but it worked. He didn't want the blond, not when he looked so much like someone else Joe had once known. "Let's go," he agreed, heading toward the couple, his eyes trained on them.

Logan followed eagerly, falling into step with Joe. Once the boys were in reach, he didn't bother waiting to be told what to do... he knew now. Had it all down.

Grabbing the blonde, he pushed him towards the dark ally, shoving him up against the wall and pressing up against him firmly with a dangerous grin. Part of him wanted to give the guy a chance to beg... But hunger got the best of him, and before the boy could even whimper out a plea, Logan was drinking.

At least Logan knew what to do and didn't need any instructions. As he grabbed the blond, Joe went for the one with darker hair, who'd started to protest when his boyfriend was grabbed.

Dragging him after Logan, Joe had his teeth in the kid's neck before they even got into the safety of the alley, but he was fucking hungry now.

Once the fight was gone from the boy, Logan rubbed up against him a little as he drank slowly. He savored every last drop, every gasp and twitch... He drank it all in and moaned softly as he pulled back to look at the dying boy.

he would be gone soon, out like a candle with no more wick to burn, but Logan met the boy's eyes with his own as he rubbed up against him harder.

And then it was over. One last gasp, and the boy was gone.

Letting the body hit the floor with a thump, Logan sighed in disappointment. He'd been enjoying that.

Until it was done, Joe ignored Logan and the other boy, drinking until the body under him was limp and boneless, the whimpers from him beginning to subside as his blood was drained entirely.

Pulling back just enough to lick at the wound, Joe made a low noise, almost a growl, then dropped the body as well, leaving him slumped against his friend.

Wound up and turned on, Logan moved closer to Joe, brushing up against him a little with a low growl. "Where to now?"

Ducking down, finding a drop of blood on Logan's lip with his tongue, Joe grinned and shrugged a little. "Wherever the hell you want to go."

"I want to go back to your place," Logan said, chasing Joe's mouth with his own. "Take me home with you," he murmured, running a hand down Joe's chest.

Joe let Logan catch his mouth, kissed him once and then pulled away, tugging him in the direction of his place. "Come on," he said, heading down to the other end of the alley.

Logan made a disappointed sound when Joe pulled away, but followed quietly without protest. After all, he had said he wanted to go back to Joe's.

Kissing could wait.

"Feeding always seems to make you pretty fucking horny," Joe pointed out with a bit of a grin as they walked. Not that he had any complaints about it.

"And it doesn't do anything for you? I guess I could go elsewhere for a good time if you're not up for it," Logan smirked, quirking a brow at Joe and then glancing around for someone of interest.

He wasn't stupid, he knew Joe wanted him, but if the other man was going to try and shrug it off... Well, then Logan would just have to make him fess up.

They hadn't gone far before Logan managed to catch someone's eye. The guy was older than him, maybe twenty five or so. Tall, lean... dark hair and dark eyes. Logan knew he was just right for a little fun and games with Joe, flashed his sire a devious and defiant look as he wandered over to the stranger.

A few minutes of flirting and the guy was moving closer, touching Logan lightly. Logan, for his part, didn't do or say too much... but every now and then he'd glance back at Joe, waiting to see how long it would take for the older man to loose his temper and step in.

Joe watched in amusement as Logan wandered over to some guy in the park, shaking his head. Logan had this amazing ability to hear what he wanted to hear, no matter what a person said and it would've been annoying if Joe hadn't had eternity to kill.

"You always pick up little boys in the park?" he asked as he wandered closer as well, hands in his pockets, his lips curved up into a smirk. "Not a good idea, you know, he could be a fucking psycho."

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