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His breath against his neck, it made Builderman's words catch within his throat. His adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed his fear.
By instinct, he drew his neck away. Cranning his head futher away as he eyed Shedletsky. His unease was evident within his expression.
He was beginning to wonder why he said yes to all of this, afterall, it would definitely pinch.
And if Shedletsky was really hungry, he'd go for seconds. Which he always did.
Builderman's eyes begun to widen. Oh. This moron was planning to cut his life short.
Claws dug into his sides. Shedletsky's grasp was needy, and God. He was breathing so heavy against his skin. It made Builderman's hairs stand.
His heart pounded, and Shedletsky was restraining himself.
He wouldn't bite without a warning. He was hungry, but not starving. It hadn't been that long since he turned. He could go without ...
He was just scared of what would become of him if he continued that streak.
Shedletsky didn't want to be a bad friend. He'd give until the count of three, or something. But he needed to say something, but he was beginning the way Builderman's eyes bore into him.
"You ready?" He breathed in, a laugh.
Opening his mouth gave Builderman a clear view of what he was dealing with. Two big fangs in the place of where Shedletsky's canines used to be.
He must of been gawking because Shedletsky laughed. "You don't have to do this, man! I already told you that."
"No." Builderman agreed. "Just get it over with." He pulled his hood further down, the sight almost causing Shedletsky to drool.
"Don't have to tell me twice." Shedletsky glossed his tongue over his teeth. Too enticed to notice the way Builderman tensed.
He blinked, snapped out from his trance when Builderman wrapped his fingers around his. He met his expression and saw the way his jaw was clinched. He was afraid. Mighty good at hiding it with the way he narrowed his brows.
He would of mistaken it for a glare if it wasn't for the way Builderman's heart pounded within his chest.
And like that, Shedletsky craved him more then anything.
"I'll be gentle." He laughed. Lowering his mouth towards Builderman's neck. Builderman's fingers tightened around his, anticipating the bite. "Just squeeze when it starts to hurt too much."
"That's the goal." Builderman said. He was good at removing his fear from his voice, even with how tight it was.
"Okay.." Shedletsky hesitated.
He's never biten someone. Even his wife. As much as he wanted this, he was afraid just as much as Builderman was. Maybe even more.
As a God, he always had trouble stopping.
For a moment, Builderman wasn't sure if he was going to go through with it. That changed when he felt it. He bit his tongue, forcing his grunt to soften as Shedletsky's fangs dug within him.
He broke through his skin easily. Embarrassingly enough, he choked from the shock of when he begun to actually drink him. A soft gasp escaping him. His fingers curled around Shedletsky's. As he reeled back from the pain, Shedletsky pushed himself further into Builderman.
He gasped again, and this time, Shedletsky stopped.
Or so Builderman thought. Just as Shedletsky's fangs removed themselves, he begun to lick Builderman's wound clean.
As if knowing Builderman was too in shock to do anything, Shedletsky's licks turned into kisses. A chill came over Builderman. Just as he reached his collarbone, realization dawned upon Builderman.
He shoved Shedletsky off. His face flushed despite the blood lost. Shedletsky laughed as if Builderman had figured out a joke.
Knowing what it was wouldn't prevent Builderman from being pissed off.
"What was that?!" He demanded.
Shedletsky's smile was dumb, maybe even drunk. There was still blood on his lip, his blood.
Shedletsky laughed again, and it was clear he was not in the right state of mind. "Wanted to clean up your boo boo.." He wrapped his arms around Builderman, pressing his head into his chest. "Wanted to make it feel better.."
Oh Builderman knew what it was.
Shedletsky was clingy.
Builderman's face only grew redder. He flicked his eyes towards to the ceiling, he couldn't look Shedletsky in the eye right now.
He was trying to put on his best sneer, but that only made Shedletsky nuzzle him.
"Shedletsky." He finally looked to him. His eyes wide and furious.
"Please let me make it up to you?" Shedletsky gave him puppy dog eyes. "I didn't mean to make it feel bad.."
"You wanted it to feel good?" Builderman cocked his brow.
"Yea.." Shedletsky pressed his face in deeper, his voice becoming muffled. "Never wanted to hurt you, Buildsy."
"Oh, for crying-" Builderman huffed. "Fine. Do what you want." Shedletsky shot up. He rolled his eyes. "But you ain't telling anyone you got that?"
"Hot dog! You won't regret it!" Shedletsky cheered, before suddenly growing sheepish. "You.. Okay with me biting you again? This might become messy."
Builderman deadpanned. "Slop me up."
With a newfound confidence, Shedletsky licked his lips. "Yessir."
Builderman tugged at his hood again, making room for Shedletsky. It was easier to hide it if it was lower, that is if Shedletsky could control himself.
"How'd I'd taste?" Builderman thought out loud.
It must of been the wrong thing to say, because almost immediately, Shedletsky's face fell. "Can we talk about that later? I'm trying to push my luck right now, not yours."
"What the hell does that mean?" Builderman furrowed his brow.
Shedletsky avoided his gaze. "Later. Just let me do this first."
"You're acting like you're doing me a favor." Builderman was beginning to feel impatient. He'd rather be bit up sooner then later.
Somehow this was worse then the first bite, as Shedletsky sniffed to find his spot. By Gods. Builderman never had a hickey before but if this was his first time experiencing one. He'd like to never do it again, thanks.
He always felt especially embarrassed when it was Shedletsky seeing him like this. They were friends, with sometimes benefits. Sometimes.
Builderman could take care of it himself, thank you.
But he guesses if Shedletsky is going to be stuck as this whole creature of the night thing, he might as well help him adjust. That was the entire point of this.
Shedletsky didn't even have to beg for the first bite. Builderman suggested it. For some reason.
(Shedletsky was growing paler by the second - distant. He was becoming scared.)
But if this was Shedletsky's way of making it up to him, by making it weirder then it needed to be.
He was the horn dog, not him.
Shedletsky must of found it, as he begun to gently nip at him.
Builderman closed his eyes. "Oh come on." He whispered.
And was surprised to find Shedletsky laying his head onto his shoulder.
"What if I kill you?" He suddenly says, catching Builderman off completely.
"What?" Builderman almost doesn't believe he heard him right at first.
"Vampires... Suck people dry." Shedletsky's expression fell. He focused on Builderman's scent. "That's kind of what happened to me. I was just lucky."
"Yea? Well, you ain't doing that." Builderman told him. Shedletsky closed his eyes.
He felt like a moth to a lamp. The warmth of Builderman. Maybe that's why he wanted more of him. He lost his when he died a second time. But Builderman had always been his teddy bear. His friend to lean on.
"Shedletsky?" Builderman questioned. "Don't be falling asleep on me."
"Why?" Shedletsky hummed.
"Because you're the one supposed to be giving me a 'fun time' right now." Builderman said. "And sleeping? Ain't it what you were thinking. I know that much."
"You're not going to have sex with me." Shedletsky mumbled.
Builderman almost didn't catch it, but he had to restrain himself from bursting into laughter. "No. I'm not."
Shedletsky whined.
Builderman slapped his back. "Can you just get on with it? If you don't do it now, I definitely ain't letting you later."
Shedletsky shot up and gave Builderman a salute. "Sir yes sir!"
"Where do I bite?" Shedletsky asked. And Builderman wanted to face palm.
"Anywhere you'd like." He replied.
"Anywhere?" Shedletsky purred. Suddenly, he closed the gap between the two. His face inches away from Builderman's.
"No kissing." Builderman crushed Shedletsky's dreams. "You're lucky you got away with the first batch."
"Do you want me to bite you or not?" Shedletsky whined. "You're giving me mixed signals here!"
"You're the one making this sexual." Builderman replied.
"You're the one who's hard!" Shedletsky cried.
And by God, Builderman shouldn't of glanced down. Because now he wanted to die.
He suddenly sat up. Knocking Shedletsky clear off him.
"At least let me take care of it?" Shedletsky cried, going after him.
"No can do. I can take care of myself." Builderman said as he retreated for the door.
"Come on!" Shedletsky cried out to him. "At least deal with it after I bite you?"
Builderman looked at him. "Are you serious."
Shedletsky batted his eyes. His little smile pissing Builderman off even more then what he was before.
"No." He said firmly. And Shedletsky just collapsed back into where he was sitting.
When Builderman came back, he was surprised to see Shedletsky wasn't asleep.
"So how was it?" He greeted him with a tilt of his head, but other then that, Shedletsky barely moved.
"Just waited until it passed. How are you?" Builderman's words got a gasp out of Shedletsky.
"Let it pass? DUDE. How are you so resilient?" Shedletsky complained.
"How are you such a damn horn dog that you can't even be a vampire without making it a hickey?" Builderman fired back.
Shedletsky gave him a look. "Dude how is it not a hickey? If I'm not purposely ripping your throat out, it's a hickey."
"Whatever you and your wife do must be disgusting." Builderman deadpanned.
Shedletsky's response was a dreamy hum. "Yea. It is."
Builderman sat next to him, his expression shifting into concern. "What was with you worrying about killing me? You stopped, didn't you?"
Shedletsky brushed the side of his neck, the spot where he was first biten. "Yea.. I was scared I'd do the same to you." He admitted, unable to look at Builderman. "So I wanted to give you a good time- or at least make it feel better."
"It wasn't the worst pain I felt." Builderman tried to reassure, but Shedletsky's face only crumbled.
"I felt myself .. dip." Shedletsky admitted. Although he hid it very well, it was obvious this was what he was afraid about. "Your smell, your touch. It only made me want to feed on you more, if -"
"If I hadn't started thinking of it as some sort of hickey. I think I would of ripped your jugular out." Shedletsky wrapped his arms around himself. "I'm scared to think what I would of done then."
"But you stopped." Builderman said after a pause. "And if you hadn't, I would of given your jaw a punch it would of never forgotten."
Shedletsky cracked a smile, his fangs poke through. "Heh.. Yeah." It seemed to actually be relieved by this. "Yeah. You're right. I'm sorry."
"You? Apologizing?" Builderman clutched his jacket's strings. "Are you sure you're feeling alright, Shed?"
Shedletsky stayed silent for a moment, smiling to himself. Before suddenly asking a question that make Builderman choke.
"Do you think BrightEyes would like it if I sucked her dry?"
"Pardon?" Builderman said through a cough.
"Well you know since you've had first had experience with my new fangs, could you recommend it?" Shedletsky beamed.
"Shedletsky." Builderman begun slowly. "Whatever happens between you and your wife. Stays between you and your wife."
Shedletsky seemed disappointed. Faltering back down into a laying position.
"Now don't get all pouty. We still need to figure this out." Builderman pointed. "How are you feeling now that you fed?"
"Oh." Shedletsky didn't look at him. "Better. But I could go for seconds."
"It's gnawing at you, isn't it?" Builderman asked knowingly.
Shedletsky just sighed.
"You don't look at pale as you were before." Builderman tried to point out the positives of this little adventure.
"Stoked." Shedletsky replied dryly.
"Now don't be like that." Builderman placed his hand over Shedletsky's. Genuinely catching him off guard. He looked at him, and his expression was earnest. "We'll get through this together."
"... Thanks." Shedletsky couldn't crack any jokes. He was .. Exposed. It felt weird to have nothing to fall back on. "Being a vampire sucks. I can't even do anything cool yet."
"I don't think I want you turning into a bat." Builderman chuckled.
"Why? Because you'll step on me?" Shedletsky grinned.
"No because you'll use it as an excuse to cuddle with me." Builderman said. "You ain't no cat."
"No, but you are." Shedletsky reached towards Builderman's head, but like always, he leaned far away from his touch.
"I'll get you eventually." He swore.
Builderman rolled his eyes. He then smiled fondly at Shedletsky.
"Try to get some sleep, alright? Even creatures of the night need to sleep."
Shedletsky sighed. "Alright.." He then looked at him worried. "Wait is this your way of ditching me?"
"No." Builderman said, before laying down beside Shedletsky. "Only left you because I didn't want you staring at it."
"I could of helped you!" Shedletsky cried.
"Shut up." Builderman rolled over, his face leaving Shedletsky's vision.
"Ah.. Okay." To Builderman's surprise he did. Opting to stare at the ceiling.
Builderman fell asleep. Snoring softly beside Shedletsky. But he just couldn't fall asleep. Because ..
Because he kept smelling him.
He wanted seconds he couldn't have.