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‘For fuck’s sake,’ Leon thought as he saw the bloodstained fabric of his boxers. He had been on testosterone for a few years now, it was supposed to stop this shit.
After successfully finding a loose pad that had been previously lost to the sink cabinet in the bathroom, Leon walked to the living room to get his shoes so he could go in town to reluctantly buy menstrual products.
“Where are you going, ¿amor?” Luis asked from his position strewn out on the couch with a book in hand.
“Town, started my period for some reason.” Leon said shortly. Saying the word ‘period’ made him feel weird. Implying that he had one was even worse.
“Ah, I see.” Luis paused. “I’ve heard of that happening to some trans men. Your estrogen levels are probably higher than usual right now, it can happen randomly or if you skipped a dose.”
Leon hummed idly. “Well I haven’t skipped anything, so my body’s just being a bitch.”
Luis chuckled, watching his lover unlock the door. “Be careful, Leon. Te amo.”
“Love you too.”
———
When Leon got back, however, he knew Luis was acting strange.
Ever the clingy creature he was after hundreds of years of being alone, Luis liked to be touching Leon in any way possible. Sitting directly next to each other, brushing their knees together, his head in Leon’s lap, lying across him… point is, Luis was a touchy guy.
So when Luis moved away on the couch after Leon tried to sit next to him, alarm bells started going off immediately.
He did this the whole day, too. He was acting more nervous than usual; avoiding looking at Leon and opting to play with his hands like he’d do when he’d get jittery and avoiding touching him.
Leon tried to let it be and not point it out. Luis could just be having a day where he didn’t want to be touched. He understands.
But then Luis offered himself up to sleep in one of the extra guest rooms.
And Leon’s patience snapped.
“Okay, what’s been your deal today?”
Luis turned, visibly startled by the snappy tone in Leon’s voice. Not that it was unusual, but most of the time it wasn’t directed towards him. “¿Perdón?”
“Your deal. You’ve been avoiding me all day. Did I do something and you just don’t want to tell me?”
The vampire’s eyes widened. “No, no! Of course not. It’s just-“ He turned away from Leon, trying to hide his face. “You know.”
“I don’t, actually.” Leon deadpanned.
Luis grimaced. He hesitated, his gaze flickering between Leon and a spot he fixated on somewhere in the room.
“It’s um. You’re- ah, period.” Leon is sure that if blood was able to circulate in Luis’ system consistently his face would’ve been bright red. “I can smell it. And it makes me, uhm, hungry.”
Oh.
That makes sense.
Leon blinked, unsure of how to process the information. He was intrigued, grossed out, and aroused all at the same time.
“Oh.”
Luis nodded, pressing his lips into a thin line and refusing to meet Leon’s gaze. “Yeah.”
They sat in an awkward silence for about a minute before Luis started to get up from the bed. “I will just- go sleep somewhere else, yeah? I doubt you’d want to be with someone else anyways-“
Leon quickly reached out and grabbed Luis’ hand, his cooler skin sending a chill through his body. “Stay. Please.”
Luis looked back at the other man, his expression strained.
“If… you want,” Leon said slowly. “You- we could- you could eat.”
Even in the dimly lit room, Leon could see that Luis’ pupils dilated at the idea, but he was still hesitant.
“I don’t want to hurt you or make you uncomfortable.”
Leon shrugged. “I wouldn’t be suggesting if I wasn’t opposed to it.”
Luis seemed to relax a little bit at that, even going as far as to sit back on the bed. “Are you sure?”
The blonde nodded. “I trust you.”
Leon leaned forward, gently grabbing Luis’ other arm to guide the vampire on top of him as he laid down against the plush mattress. He tilted the Spaniard’s face towards his own, angling it in a kiss.
“You okay with that?” Leon asked, his voice a low whisper against Luis’ lips.
“Yeah.”
The blonde smiled before capturing Luis’ lips in a kiss, immediately licking inside his mouth in search of his fangs. Luis moaned, shivering as he angled his head to deepen the kiss.
Leon tangled one of his hands in Luis’ hair, wrapping his arm around his back to keep him secure. Luis hummed and brought his own hands up to cradle Leon’s face. They made out for a few moments until Luis pulled away to trail wet kisses down the column of Leon’s throat, gently biting down on the warm skin to tease. His hands slid down Leon’s torso to slip under his shirt, making his breath hitch at the temperature difference of their skin. He palmed and groped at the other’s body, appreciating the slivers of fat that he had been able to gain between all the weight training he does.
Leon squirmed in Luis’ grasp, his constant touching making him unable to sit still. “Luis-“
The vampire hummed, pulling his hand back to pull Leon’s shirt up over his pecs before kissing and licking along his top surgery scars. The action pulls a startled moan from Leon, making the hand in Luis’ hair tighten upon contact.
“¿Sí, mí vida?” Luis purrs, looking up at Leon through thick lashes. He could see the glint of red in Luis’ eye more clearly now, only glowing ever brighter now that he was allowing himself to be hungry.
“Quit teasing me and get on with it.” Leon tugged on the fistful of hair he grabbed, pulling a moan from Luis.
“You’re very demanding, you know?” The brunette snarked, pulling Leon’s hand from his hair before giving its knuckles a kiss and settling back between his legs. An intense pulse of arousal hit Leon like a tidal wave, making him feel the need to press his legs together just to get a bit of friction.
“I wouldn’t be so demanding if you just listened the first time.” He shot back.
Luis chuckled and ran his hands down Leon’s thighs. “You’re very fun to rile up.” He mused. He hooked his fingers under Leon’s pants, glancing up at the blonde for the ‘okay’, who nodded. Luis gave a short nod in response and pulled down the fabric in a few swift tugs.
Leon shuddered at the cool air hitting his legs. He was now hyperaware of the fact that he was still wearing a pad, making a red blush spread across his skin. Luis leaned down and nibbled on the inner flesh of Leon’s thigh, making the man gasp sharply and grip the bedsheets underneath. The Spaniard licked the gentle bite before turning to kiss Leon’s covered t-dick, forcing a short whimper out of him. He slid his thumbs under the fabric of Leon’s boxers. “May I?”
Leon swallowed, taking a breath to steady himself. “Yeah.”
Luis licked his lips and pulled down his boxers, his eyes widening at the sight of Leon’s bloody slick. Leon shivered at the obvious eye-fucking and tried to close his thighs together, but Luis quickly grabbed hold of his legs and gently kept them in place away from each other.
“Muy bonito.” He murmured, in awe of the sight before him. Luis let go of one of Leon’s thighs and brushed a finger against his folds, making the man gasp sharply and arch his back against the bed.
“I’ve hardly done anything and you’re already acting like this for me.” Luis said softly, his voice almost fond.
“I should’ve just sat on your face if you were gonna talk the whole time.” Leon grumbled, making the Spaniard laugh. “I wouldn’t be against that.”
“Of course you wouldn’t.”
Luis hummed and moved to a kneeling position. Without warning he licked a firm stripe along Leon’s cunt before attaching his mouth to his dick, forcing a startled moan out of him. Leon’s thighs clenched involuntarily around the vampire’s head, making Luis grunt but made no move to stop Leon from doing so.
Luis sucked on his t-dick like it was the real thing, making a wave of euphoria and pleasure crash over Leon. He let out soft moans as Luis gently bobbed his head and rubbed soothing circles with his thumbs into Leon’s hips.
More pre gushed out of Leon as Luis busied himself with his cock. God, Leon had forgotten how good sex was with him. He was so good with his mouth and fingers and always knew exactly what to do to drive Leon mad.
Speaking of which…
Luis pulled off of the blonde’s now swollen dick before stuffing his face with his soaked cunt. Leon cried out, his hand flying to Luis’ long hair and tugging on the strands harshly, making him moan. The sounds that he was making were obscene, and Leon wouldn’t be the least surprised if Luis was just making himself louder to piss the other man off, but right now he didn’t care. In all honesty, he liked how messy Luis was but would never admit it to not inflate his ego even more.
“Fuck, Luis…” Leon groaned. He rocked his hips against Luis’ face, his t-dick bumping against his nose. Luis whined and tried to drive his tongue deeper inside Leon. “You’re doing so good, shit-“
Luis grunted and tossed Leon’s legs over his shoulders to find a better angle. Leon wheezed and tugged at his hair again, his free hand reaching down to find Luis’ to grab on for dear life. The vampire hummed, sending delicious vibrations up Leon’s spine, and turned his hand over for Leon to hold more comfortably.
“Ever the gentleman.” Leon huffed. He squeezes Luis’ hand as he pushes his hips against the Spaniard’s face, pulling a low noise from him that makes Leon shudder.
His rhythm falters as he begins to rapidly approach his orgasm. Leon’s increased sounds was another indication to Luis that his partner was close. With a newfound determination, Luis buries his face as far into Leon’s folds as he can, ripping a startled groan from the man above him.
Leon thrusts once, twice, three more times before a mixture of cum and blood gushes out of him with a moan. He doesn’t bother trying to warn Luis, because for whatever reason he likes to be surprised for whenever Leon does cum. Luis moans almost just as loudly as Leon does, making quick work of the mess and licking up everything he could possibly reach.
Leon strokes Luis’ hair as he slurps up the mess, quietly praising him for what a good job he was doing. He lets Luis stay there between his legs for as long as he can until the pleasure starts to turn painful. Leon tightens his grip in Luis’ hair and pulls him away from his cunt. Luis makes a confused whimper and licks his lips. He looks just as bad as Leon probably did- his hair was disheveled from Leon pulling on it and blood and slick covered his chin.
“Is something wrong, ¿mí vída?” Luis asks, his accent thick and his voice rough. Leon couldn’t help but let out a small breath of laughter.
“Nothing’s wrong, just couldn’t take any more.”
Leon falls back on the mattress as Luis lets out a small ‘ah’ of understanding.
God, he was wiped. They hadn’t had sex in a while, so Leon had exhausted himself faster than he usually did. Not to mention the fact he was already experiencing side effects from his hormones suddenly spiking.
He feels shuffling at the end of the bed and lifts his head to see Luis quietly trying to touch himself, pressing the heel of his palm against his clothed erection.
“You need help with that?” Leon asked, playfully nudging Luis’ thigh. The brunette startled and looked up, his face looking a little fuller now that he’d eaten.
Luis chuckles, and Leon could tell he was a little embarrassed by how worked up he had gotten over just eating out his boyfriend. “That would be appreciated, yes.”
Leon sits up and scoots back a little to give Luis more space, who slots himself in the space between his legs. The blonde’s shirt falls back down his chest, covering the various marks Luis had made earlier. He slides his hand down Luis’ front to slip underneath his sleep pants and cup him through his boxers. Luis gasps and bucks into Leon’s hand, seeking the stimulation he had denied himself.
Most of the time when they slept together, Luis would favor his partner’s pleasure over his own, mainly because he would have to feed to get himself aroused. If he had consumed enough blood beforehand then he would be able to get hard. He didn’t mind being solely the giver, though. Sometimes he would get hard just from pleasuring Leon alone.
Leon leaned forward and placed a couple of kisses on Luis’ cheek, because quite frankly he’d rather not have to taste his own period blood while trying to make out with his boyfriend.
“Leon…”
“Hm?”
Luis grabs the blonde’s waist and squeezes, his nails making crescents into his skin.
“Please touch me.”
Leon places his hand at the nape of Luis’ neck. “I am touching you.”
The Spaniard growls in frustration and rocks his hips into Leon’s hand again. “You know what I mean!”
Leon laughs, kissing Luis’ cheek again before sliding his hand into the other’s boxers and taking hold of his cock and squeezing. “That better, princess?”
Luis groans and nods in approval, thrusting into the heat of Leon’s hand. “Much better.”
He tries to find a steady pace to fuck Leon’s fist but is stopped by a hand holding his waist. Before he can complain, Leon’s voice is suddenly much closer and deeper that makes Luis shiver.
“Let me take care of you for once, yeah?” He murmurs, slowly starting to pump his hand while forcing Luis to stay still. “Y’never let me do anything for you. I want you to cum when I tell you to, okay?”
Luis whimpers and nods, trembling in Leon’s big hands. He’s slow and methodical with his movements, making sure to drag out Luis’ pleasure for as long as possible. Leon whispers praises and sweet nothings into the vampire’s tan skin, telling him how good he was and how much Leon loved him. Luis wanted to cry.
Another thing about having sex with vampires is that they physically couldn’t cum unless explicitly told to, which Leon was more than pleased to abuse. The longest they’ve gone before either Leon said the ‘ok’ or Luis called quits was an hour. Most mind-blowing orgasm of his life.
Luis whined and let his head fall on Leon’s shoulder, panting and growling and squeezing the life out of the blonde’s waist as his dick was stroked. Luis was really fighting to not dig his teeth into Leon’s shoulder because he didn’t want to feed off him any more tonight.
“L-Leon, please, hah-“ Luis gasps when Leon squeezes the head of his cock and digs his nail into the slit, making him jump into Leon’s hand.
“Please what?” Luis doesn’t have to look to know there’s a smug grin on the blonde’s face.
He growls again and tries to fuck into Leon’s hand again but he can’t move. Fuck this guy for real.
“Please let me cum. Please, please, please, please-“
Leon hushes his frantic pleas and kisses the side of his head. He pumps Luis and squeezes the base one more time before saying the words he’s been begging for.
“Okay, okay, you can cum. You’ve done so good.”
Finally.
Almost immediately Luis cums, his vision whitening out for a split second from the intensity of it. Leon helps him through it, continuing to praise him and rub his side. When the orgasm finally subsides he drops his weight onto the man under him. Leon takes this advantage to wrap his arms around Luis and hold him to his chest.
His shirt was certainly ruined by now, but he didn’t mind. “You good?”
Luis nodded and tucked his face into Leon’s neck, breathing in his familiar scent and warmth. Underneath the stark smell of sweat and sex, he was able to get a hint of wood and gunpowder and something that was just so distinctly Leon. It was like home.
They lay together in relative silence in each other’s arms, their breaths and Luis’ soft purring acting like white noise against the quiet.
Eventually Leon shifted around and jostled Luis from his rest. “Alright, come on, we gotta get up.”
Luis groaned dramatically and tightened his arms around the blonde’s waist. “Do we really have to?”
“I’d prefer to not have to sleep in dried cum and period blood, so yeah.”
Luis sighs and rolls off of Leon onto the spot next to him. He turns his head to look at his partner. “Can I at least shower with you?”
“Again, I’m actively bleeding out, so no.”
“You’re no fun.”
Leon huffs and cracks a genuine smile. He leans over and kisses the side of Luis’ face. “Change the sheets while I’m in the shower.”
Luis can’t help but smile, too. He watches Leon get up and walk to the master bath connecting to their bedroom. “Yes, sir.”
Luis is done changing the sheets by the time Leon had finished cleaning up. He showers off and brushes his teeth (because he wants to get a real kiss from Leon, thank you) in record time so he can go back to Leon sooner. He’s almost afraid the blonde had fallen asleep but the turn of his head confirmed that he was still awake.
He gets in bed behind Leon and kisses the back of his neck. “Hola, Sancho.”
“Hey, Don Quixote.” Luis grins, giddy, and hides his face in Leon’s shoulder.
Leon could feel the vibrations of Luis’ purrs against his back, making him smile. He loves hearing that noise.
“Hey.”
Luis perks up, peering over Leon’s shoulder. “Hey.”
Leon turns his head slightly. “Thanks for tonight. I… I had fun.”
Luis blinks, then smiles. “Of course, mí amor. I would do anything for you.”
The blonde stared for a few seconds longer before reaching up and pulling Luis down for a kiss. It was gentle, any lingering desperation from earlier now having fizzled out. A few moments later Leon pulls away.
“I love you.”
Luis steals another kiss. “I love you too.”