Vampire AU Prequel

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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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Tugging on the cuffs to test them, Logan's eyes never left Joe. He studied the other man silently at first, then started to growl again as he wriggled and waited to see what the other man planned on doing with him.

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The second pair of cuffs was locked to another bed rung and Joe leaned over to reach into the drawer again. He wrapped a cloth around his hand, then lifted the cross out of the drawer and just smirked at Logan. "Happy now?" he asked, holding it over his chest.

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Shrinking back as much as he could while chained to the bed, Logan hissed a little at the mear sight of the cross. It wasn't touching him (yet), but his body seemed to simply know it didn't want it nearby.

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"This is what you want," Joe said, touching the cross to Logan's skin, but only enough to cause a sharp hiss as his skin burned. "Isn't it? It's what you fucking want, you fuck."

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Logan growled and then made a small sound of pain as the skin on his chest sizzles and burned, the cuffs digging into his wrists as he struggled to shrink away.

He couldn't bring himself to lie though. This had been what he was looking for. And even as he hissed and growled, it wasn't hard to see that he was still turned on by Joe.

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Straddling Logan's hips, Joe held the cross just above his skin, then slid down his legs slightly. "You want me to remind you why you should shut the fuck up?" he asked and the cross grazed Logan's stomach. "You want me to leave marks?" It wasn't easy to leave a mark, but he could do his best.

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"You can't leave marks," Logan argued, feeling his body shiver as he struggled to keep still. "It'll heal. Like the bones healed," he insisted, as if somehow he knew better than Joe.

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"You wanna test that theory?" Joe asked with a grin. Without waiting for an answer, he pressed the full length of the cross to Logan's stomach and held it there, full contact, complete against his skin. The smell of burning skin was something Joe had grown used to.

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Crying out in genuine pain, Logan's head fell back against the mattress as he fought to get his hands free. The metal of the cuffs just dug into his wrists though, and he whimpered helplessly as he tried to somehow get Joe off of him.

He was trapped though, at Joe's mercy, and eventually he stopped fighting.

"Stop," he gasped, his whole body feeling as if it were on fire as the skin on his stomach was scorched. Sizzling and scarring, as if he were being branded.

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Pulling back, Joe just continued to smile very faintly, watching the burn on Logan's skin begin to puff out and swell, the skin bubbling and blistering. "It'll heal," he said simply, pushing a finger against it, just to make it hurt.

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Squirming pathetically, Logan hissed a little when Joe pressed down on the burn. "Fucking asshole," he gasped quietly, his body still shaking a little as he looked up at Joe and tried to force himself to relax.

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"You wanted it," Joe replied with a smirk, drawing his hands back and then ducked his head, licking a long stripe up Logan's stomach, dangerously close to the burn.

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Logan bit back a moan at the feeling of Joe's tongue against his skin.

"I don't remember asking for you to burn me with a cross," he snarled, tugging on the cuffs again.

He could feel himself slowly starting to break though, wanting Joe to prase him, to tell him he was good. That he was wanted. He wasn't ready to admit it though, and he growled low in his throat as he bared his teeth again.

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Joe laughed, then bit down hard on Logan's skin before he touched him with the cross again. Just a light touch this time, just enough to burn before he pulled it back and licked the red spot that was left behind.

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Logan responded differently to the lighter burn, hissing and then moaning softly. If he could have blushed, he would have, as it was he turned his head away in embarrassment.

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Biting at his skin again, Joe's tongue then soothed over the burn, avoiding the skin that was slightly lower that had actually blistered. "Can you feel it still?" he asked, glancing down at it briefly. "Does it fucking hurt?"

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Logan nodded and made another small sound, still avoiding making eye contact with Joe. His toes curled a little and he squirmed slightly, waiting for whatever came next.

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Joe shifted up, pushing the cross against Logan's skin again, a sharp, short burn, the smell and sizzling of the skin burning pulling another smile from him. His tongue followed the path, stroking over Logan's burned skin.

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Letting out a short mewl of a sound, Logan gasped and closed his eyes. His hips seemed to move without his permission, lifting off the mattress in search of contact.

"Joe," he panted.

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Joe pulled back, not letting his body touch Logan's when he felt his hips push up. He let the cross drop to the bed, but he kept it nearby, close enough to burn Logan if he moved over too far to his right. Then he bit down on his side, just below his ribs, blood trickling gently down his skin.

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Gasping again, Logan shuddered and let out a low whine. He wanted more. He wanted to be touched. Wasn't he being good? Hadn't he earned it?

"Please," he said finally, letting out a soft and pathetic sound as he looked up pleadingly at Joe.

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With a smirk, Joe dropped his hips back down, moving up Logan's body, still straddling him. He drove his hips down against him, feeling Logan's cock hard against the inside of his thigh.

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Logan moaned loudly at the contact, trying to get more as he rubbed up against the older man.

"Feels good," he murmured. "All of it. Feels really good... Please, Joe."

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Joe's hips pushed down harder, grinding against Logan, his own skin rubbing against the burned skin of his stomach that was slowly beginning to heal. "Fuck," he groaned quietly, his body shaking as he pushed down.

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Moaning louder, Logan twisted in his restraints, trying to push up against Joe even more. He bit his lip and closed his eyes, wincing a little as joe brushed against the burn.