Honeymoon, take two…

Vampire Heaven

“Las Vegas looks the way you'd imagine heaven must look at night.”

-Chuck Palahniuk

Josef woke up, on the bed, with Mick’s head lying on his lower abdomen. He smiled and stroked Mick’s hair lovingly. Last night had been as memorable as the first. Josef had been so embarrassed asking for what he really wanted to watch Mick do, but Mick had put his heart into it and it had turned out better than Josef could ever have imagined.

For instance, Josef now knew that Mick really meant harder when he said it. He knew how and where he liked to be touched and he knew that Mick never looked as beautiful as when he was coming apart. He also knew that Mick had a dominant streak a mile wide, which made Josef harden, just thinking about it. Once they had recovered from their first round they had continued their dominance fights for the rest of the evening, neither one winning nor losing.

Mick stirred and raised his head. “Huh…” Mick said looking around the room. “I could have sworn I was a little boy at home in my bed, with my mother running her fingers through my hair.” Mick looked up at Josef. “I couldn’t remember anything that had happened since I was ten. It was the oddest feeling…”

“Happiness?” Josef asked.

“No…”

“Innocence?”

“No…”

“Safety?”

“Sort of. I mean, that was there, in the dream, but what I felt until I woke up was…empty. Like a part of me was missing. A part I had yet to find…like half of my soul was missing and I never knew it…” Mick looked up at Josef so he could see his eyes when he said his next statement, “Like life without you.”

Josef smiled down at Mick as his eyes filled with tears. Mick shifted his body to get a better look into Josef’s face. “Did you speak German last night?”

Josef looked away. “Yeah, you drove me so far over the edge all I could remember was my native tongue. It was almost like you washed away all my centuries and made me a nervous teenage boy getting some for the first time again.”

Mick grinned. “I did that?” he asked, with feigned innocence.

Josef sat up and leaned down to Mick to kiss him lightly. “Yes, you did that.”

“Um,” Mick breathed. “Just for future reference, ‘schnell’ means faster, right?”

Josef chuckled. “Jawohl.”

Mick leaned up and kissed him again. Josef sighed and fell back onto the bed. Mick turned to look down Josef’s body to see that he was half erect. Mick grinned and looked back at Josef. “I think I need to do something about that…”

Josef gasped as he felt Mick’s lips kiss the base of him. Mick breathed out heavily and moved to kiss Josef’s other side. Josef gasped again as he came to full attention. Mick chuckled deep in his throat and leaned in to lick Josef’s balls.

Josef jerked and fisted his hands in the sheets. Mick stopped teasing and placed his warm mouth over Josef. Josef let out a long moan and tensed his whole body. Mick slid up and down Josef’s length, making sure to use his fangs and tongue to the best advantage.

Josef fisted his hands even tighter, resisting the urge to grab Mick’s head. “Mick…your hand…please,” Josef said through gritted teeth. Mick had never been good at deep throating and Josef needed friction.

Mick released Josef. “You sure? I’ve been practicing a new skill…”

Josef looked down at Mick, confused. Mick grinned and slipped Josef back into his mouth, swallowing him as far as he could. Josef cried out and thrust forward. Mick pulled back only to suck him in again. Josef bucked again, but Mick kept up his rhythm, taking all of Josef in.

Josef ripped the sheets he was clutching them so hard. His eyes were squeezed shut and he kept arching his back, trying to keep himself in Mick’s mouth. “Mick…oh, Mick…Mick!” Josef moaned over and over. Mick had been practicing.

Mick sped up his pace and Josef’s thrusts went wild, he couldn’t control himself as he laced his fingers into Mick’s hair so he could plunge himself farther into Mick’s mouth. Mick moaned from deep in his chest, sending shivers of pleasure through Josef until he screamed and spilled into Mick’s mouth.

Josef relaxed back onto the bed and let go of Mick’s hair. Mick raised himself up grinning as he crawled up the bed to lie across Josef’s chest. Josef brought his arm up around Mick and sighed. “You’re very good at that.”

“I’ve had a month to work on the skill,” Mick mumbled into Josef’s chest. “What have you been doing?”

Josef smiled. “Want me to show you?”

Mick looked up at Josef’s face. “What do you mean?”

“I mean, I’ve practiced a new skill too, actually more like refining an old one...do you want me to show you?”

Mick hesitated, but then nodded. Josef smirked then closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened his eyes, Mick’s stomach tightened so hard he would have doubled over if he was standing. The look in Josef’s eyes was sex, but not just lust, it was backed by a deep undying love.

Josef took another breath and Mick’s body bucked. “God…oh God…JOSEF!” he screamed. He knew Josef could thrawl anyone into his arms, but the power surrounding him at the moment was at the point of orgasmic. Josef leaned in and scented Mick’s neck, causing the younger man to shiver violently.

Mick felt Josef’s breath on his shoulder and then his body exploded in pleasure as Josef’s fangs punctured his skin. Mick’s muscles cinched up and his mind was so cloudy he couldn’t think of his own name. Mick jerk and shuddered violently as Josef kept drawing out the pleasure.

Mick had no clue where he was or why, he couldn’t even remember how to breathe or why he would want to. Mick’s world began and ended in the pleasure Josef was sending him. After minutes of holding Mick on the edge, Josef withdrew his fangs. Had Mick been human, Josef’s bite would have killed him and not just from the blood loss. Mick would have stopped breathing and his heart would have stopped beating as his mind shut down in an attempt to comprehend the pleasure.

Mick lay on the bed still as death. Josef kissed his lifeless lips and blew air into his lungs. Mick’s chest raised then fell as Mick started breathing again. Mick still couldn’t move, but his muscles slowly relaxed and he finally blinked his eyes.

“Wow,” Mick breathed, unable to say or think anything else.

Josef smiled. He had been working on upping his seduction to break down Mick’s boundaries and it looked like he had succeeded. Mick was beyond gone and there was no possibility of him walking around anytime soon.

Josef stole a kiss from Mick’s unmoving lips and sat up. “I need a shower and it looks like you’re going to be here for a while, but if you feel up to it, feel free to join me…” Josef said as he headed for the bathroom.

Mick lay still on his back as the world came back into focus. He could hear the shower running, but he couldn’t move his arms, much less his legs, not matter how much he wanted to be there. Josef had never been able to tear down his barriers like that before and he wasn’t sure how he felt about it. On the one hand, he didn’t like that he was totally at Josef’s mercy, but on the other, he wasn’t sure it was such a bad thing.

Mick stared at the ceiling and contemplated Josef’s new found talent. If Coraline had been able to do that I would have left her, then again, if she could have done that she wouldn’t have let me leave…Josef can control me, but he never has and never will because he loves me, which is why I love him.

Mick could move his arm again and reached slowly towards the phone. He needed to make a phone call before Josef got out of the shower.

Josef stood in the shower, carefully washing the sweat and fluids of the last two days off him. He couldn’t be happier. Mick was going to be with him for the rest of eternity. He wasn’t going to have to spend the next centuries alone rearranging the furniture.

Contrary to what most people thought, even Mick, Josef hated all the bimbo freshies. Sure they were good to look at and he’d even held descent conversations with a few, but on the whole they were not the type of person he could live with forever. Even Lola and the other vampiresses he’d seen over the years were not the one vampire kind. Mick was everything he needed to last the centuries.

Josef stood under the cold water a while longer, waiting to see if Mick would join him, but when Mick didn’t come. Josef turned off the shower and grabbed one of the fluffy white towels to dry off with.

Mick lay in bed, propped up on a pile of pillows. He was waiting for Josef to get out of the shower. He had thought about joining him after his phone call, but decided that they needed to get out of the hotel room tonight and that going to the shower would just push that off.

Josef emerged from the bathroom, totally naked, running a towel through his hair. Mick’s stomach tightened as he looked at Josef’s gleaming white skin. He hadn’t feed, but Mick could almost feel the softness of Josef’s stomach under his fingers. Mick looked down Josef’s body, admiringly.

Josef grinned as he continued to dry his hair. “I didn’t know if I should bother getting dressed, so I-” Mick cut him off by crossing the room and kissing him, hard.

Josef pulled back and chuckled. “I guess that’s a no.”

Mick ran his hands over Josef’s clean skin. “It seems a shame to get you dirty again.” Mick whispered as he leaned in, brushing his lips over Josef’s but not quite touching them.

Josef leaned forward, but Mick pulled back so their lips couldn’t connect. “Maybe we should get dressed…” he said again as he breathed against Josef’s lips, just out of reach. Josef moaned as he tried to lean in again, only to have Mick lean back out.

“But I have a better idea,” Mick whispered at Josef’s lips then he was gone. Josef looked around, but couldn’t see Mick anywhere. He heard something in the living area, but before he could go inspect, Mick was in front of him, placing a needy kiss to his lips.

Josef accepted the kiss without hesitation and followed blindly as Mick backed across the room. Josef found Mick had led him to the bathroom when he stepped on the cold tile. Josef opened his eyes to watch Mick set two of the bottles of blood in the corner of the shower.

“This is something I liked to do as a human, except the food was a little different.” Josef looked at Mick, puzzled. Mick sighed. “Haven’t you ever licked whipped cream off someone?”

Josef grinned. “Whipped cream was long after my human days, so no, can’t say I have.”

Mick shook his head, sometimes it was hard to remember all the things Josef was older than. “Well, a good substitute for us is blood, but I doubt that would go over well with the hotel staff if it was all over the sheets, so we’ll try it in here.”

Josef arched his eyebrow. “We will, will we?”

Mick grinned and kissed him, pushing Josef against the shower wall. Mick reached down and stroked him, making Josef moan. “Yes, we will,” Mick whispered as he forced Josef to the floor. “We both need to feed.”

Josef watched as Mick picked up one of the bottles of blood and uncorked it. Mick carefully poured the blood onto Josef’s stomach. The liquid was cold from the freezer and Josef’s hissed as it ran down his abs and to his side.

Suddenly, Mick’s lips were on his stomach, licking and sucking at the liquid. Josef jumped as Mick’s hand ran up his inner thigh squeezing the muscles as he fed. Mick poured more of the bottle onto Josef then proceeded to smear it over his chest with his tongue.

Josef moaned as Mick licked at his nipple, gently teasing it with his fangs. When Josef could stand it no more, he pulled Mick up for a kiss. He could taste the blood on Mick’s mouth and started attacking his lips.

Mick leaned back, pulling Josef with him. He pushed Josef away from his lips, but kept eye contact as he poured part of the bottle of blood down his chest. Josef’s eyes watched in fascination as the rivulets of crimson flowed over Mick’s solid abs. Josef licked his lips and Mick laid back onto the tile floor, all the while staring at Josef.

Josef gave in and dipped his lips to Mick’s chest. The blood was cold and lifeless, but Mick’s moving body beneath it, made it come to life. Josef’s eyes fluttered as he sucked on Mick’s chest. He had dreamed of drinking live blood from his lover more time than he could count and this was the closest he’d ever get.

Mick moaned, long and deep, as Josef licked all the blood off. When Mick’s chest was clean, Josef looked up, his eyes smoldering with hunger and desire. Mick grinned. “Good thing we don’t bruise, or I’d have one hell of a hicky,” Mick said, rubbing his chest.

Josef growled low in his chest as he pushed Mick to the floor and poured the rest of the bottle out over Mick’s chest and stomach. Josef pinned Mick as he cleaned the other man, making sure to take his time and leave small bites along his way, so as to taste Mick’s blood with the fresh stuff.

When Josef had finished with Mick’s torso he covered his body with his own and placed a long slow kiss on Mick’s lips. Mick tried to sit up, but Josef held him down. Josef slid his tongue along Mick’s fangs and Mick’s hips bucked with a sudden burst of thrawling given off by Josef. Josef grinned into the kiss and did it again.

Mick bucked again and made a noise somewhere between a moan and a whimper. Josef rubbed back against Mick and thrawled him again, sending a torment of pleasure down Mick’s spine and he started to thrust wildly against Josef’s stomach.

Mick grabbed Josef’s back in a death grip and dug his nail in. Josef whimpered as Mick’s grip tightened and he started panting from his body’s exertion. Josef pressed down into Mick, giving the other man the friction and pressure he needed. Mick screamed as he came, panting against Josef’s stomach. His whole body tightened for a moment before he released his grip on Josef’s back and relaxed.

Josef lifted himself up and rolled to the side, so Mick could breathe easier. Josef winced as his back hit the floor. Mick looked over to see rivers of blood flowing to the drain. Checking to make sure they hadn’t broken the other bottle of blood, Mick realized that it was Josef’s blood.

“You’re bleeding,” Mick said, puzzled.

“Yeah, that’s what happens when you dig your fingers into someone’s back.” Josef lifted Mick’s own hand so he could see his blood tipped fingers.

“God, Josef, I’m so sorry.”

Josef waved him off. “Don’t worry about it. As said, I’m nearly indestructible and I like it when you lose it.”

Mick smiled, half-heartedly and looked down at Josef, making sure he was really alright. When Mick’s scrutinizing gaze landed on his erection, Mick’s worries evaporated. If Josef could still have a hard on, Mick couldn’t have hurt him too bad.

“I guess I should do something about that…again,” Mick said, motioning to Josef’s crotch. Josef nodded the heated look returning to his eyes. Mick sighed dramatically and retrieved the second bottle of blood. He uncorked it and poured a generous portion over Josef’s stomach and erection.

Mick leaned in and licked at the blood, sending shivers through Josef as he got closer and closer to the place Josef needed him most. Josef started to moan as Mick licked him clean, the slickness of his member in Mick’s mouth was driving him wild. Mick handed Josef the bottle and tipped it to his lips as he worked him.

Josef took a swig from the bottle just as Mick deep throated him. Josef was gone. He almost choked on the blood as he groaned his pleasure, but he pushed the bottle away. Josef felt the cold liquid slide all down his chest. Mick’s lips met his and they kissed as Josef’s orgasm slowly died out. They were covered in blood from the spilled bottle, so they continued to lie, curled up together, in the shower, sated in every way.

It was near an hour before either felt energized enough to move and turn on the shower. They helped scrub (and lick) the extra blood off each other and the shower. Mick held Josef in a passionate kiss under the stream of semi-warm water, but once they (and the shower) were both free of blood they toweled off and got dressed.

Mick watched, appreciating Josef’s backside as he slid into a pair of jeans. Josef turned around and grinned when he caught Mick staring. “If I knew you liked me in jeans this much I would have worn them decades ago.”

Mick smiled and leaned into kiss Josef. “If you had, it wouldn’t be as special now.”

Josef’s smile widened as he looked at Mick. “I’m truly one of the luckiest men in the world. Not only do I get to marry my best friend, I get to live with him for the rest of eternity and he thinks I look amazing in casual wear.”

Mick leaned in for another kiss and whispered. “I think you look amazing in anything, but I love you most in nothing.”

Josef groaned and closed his eyes as Mick kissed. “Remind me again why we’re going out?”

Mick stopped kissing Josef neck and said, “Wasn’t it you who said, abstinence makes the heart grow fonder?”

“That’s absence, Mick, and that was before the wedding, now we are married, there shall be no more abstinence.”

Mick grinned. “Okay, but you are showing me the sights. I haven’t seen Vegas since Frank Sinatra played at the Sands.”

Josef chuckled and pulled a T-shirt over his head. Mick slipped into his clothes and grabbed his coat. Josef shook his head and said, “It’s 60 outside Mick, leave the coat.”

Mick looked sheepish and discarded the coat on the back of the chair. They headed out, making sure to remove the “Do Not Disturb” sign so the room would be cleaned.

They stepped out into the warm night air. Josef motioned for Mick to follow him down the street. “I still can’t believe how bright it is…” Mick said, staring at the flashing neon signs.

They walked the street in comfortable silence. Josef gave a few history lessons on what buildings had been on which sights before they were torn down to make room for casinos, which, in turn, were then torn down to make room for new casinos.

As they passed a street corner a man with a bright orange shirt approached them saying “Girls, girls, girls,” as he flicked a stack of flyers for escorts. He tried to force some into Mick and Josef’s hands. “Do I look like I need a hooker?” Josef asked as he politely declined. The light changed and they were able to cross.

“Look!” Mick exclaimed. “They have an M&M store, and a Coke store too! Look at the size of that bottle!”

Josef grinned at Mick’s excitement. “What is the deal with that? I mean what is such a big deal about Coke and M&Ms?”

Mick stopped and looked at Josef in shock, then he remembered. “You’ve never had them, have you?’

“Well, no, Mick. Their companies were founded centuries after my death and since then I’ve only had a taste for blood.”

Mick was at a loss; How do you explain something as iconic as Coke and M&Ms to someone who has never had them and will never be able to taste? “Well, Coke is…coke. It is sweet and bitter and refreshing. It tickles your nose and throat as you drink it and…and…well everyone knows Coke. It is one of the only worldwide products that everyone has had contact with at some point. Hell, they gave it to us in the trenches during the war.”

“They also gave you cigarettes.” Josef said.

“Well yeah, but…but it’s Coke. I don’t think I can explain it to you.”

“That’s okay,” Josef said, slapping Mick on the back. “I don’t think I could explain court etiquette to a liberated American like you.” Josef said, jokingly.

Mick laughed and they continued down the street. Mick’s jaw fell open when he caught sight of the skyline of New York. Josef looked up and whistled. “Did you know they removed the World Trade Center Towers right after 9/11? It took a little bit of tweaking, but they kept the skyline faithful to its namesake.”

“Really?” Mick was astounded at the replica.

“Yeah, look down, you’re walking across the Brooklyn Bridge.”

Mick looked and the sidewalk had indeed morphed into a replica of the Brooklyn Bridge. “I can’t believe what they have done here,” Mick said as they crossed the skywalk. “I mean, nowhere in the world can you walk from New York City, down the street to Paris, Venice, ancient Rome and a Caribbean pirate ship.”

“You forgot Medieval England,” Josef said, motioning to the Excalibur. “Ah, home sweet, home,” he sighed. Mick snorted a laugh and headed across the skywalk to get a good view of the strip at night. Josef laughed and said, “You know, Vegas is kind of like a tour of my life. I’ve been to most of the real places these hotels were themed after.”

“Really?” Mick asked. “How did you go to ancient Rome?”

“I said most of the places, not all and besides, I’ve been to the ruins in modern Rome centuries ago, when there was more left. And before you ask, I’ve seen the pyramids of Egypt too.”

“You went to the desert?” Mick asked.

“Cairo is very state of the art.” Josef said matter-of-factly. “Full of the most modern conveniences, like electricity and refrigeration.”

“I’d love to go,” Mick said dreamily as he looked at Vegas’s idea of a pyramid, The Luxor.

“Maybe for our next honeymoon,” Josef said smiling.

Mick grinned back at him. “Well, that won’t do. I want to actually see them, not the view from our hotel room.”

Josef laughed and they spent the next few minutes staring out over the strip. Mick finally broke the silence, “Well, should we be heading back?”

“I thought this was your outing, what’s the hurry?” Josef asked playfully.

“I don’t mean to the room, I thought we could hit the casino, try our luck?”

Josef stepped close to Mick and whispered. “I don’t know, I might have used up all my luck, convincing you to marry me.”

When Josef stepped back, Mick had a goofy grin on his face and they headed back across the skywalks and up the street. They passed the same man on the corner handing out flyers. He came towards them, smiling. “You men look like you could use a little fun…” Josef shook his head and moved away from the man. The man followed then, trying to get them to take a flyer, but Josef ignored him.

The man finally said, “What are you, homos?”

Mick turns to him, eyes blazing. “Yes, we’re on our honeymoon in fact,” he said calmly as he grabbed Josef’s hands and dragged him across the street.

Josef looked back at the man to find him dumbfounded and then he looked to Mick, trying to judge his mood. Mick was clearly angry, but not upset. He was muttering something about stupid bigots, but Josef couldn’t be sure. He decided this would not be the time to mention that Mick used to be one of those ‘bigots.’ He was just happy that Mick had progressed with the world and Josef hoped that the world would progress with them.

Once they made it back to the Bellagio, Mick stopped and let go of Josef hand. His whole body was slumped and he whispered. “I just want to be able to walk down the street holding your hand.”

Josef smiled and grabbed Mick’s hand squeezing it. “Be patient. In a few decades we will, the youth of today are way more understanding then their parents and grandparents.”

Mick smiled at him and then dropped his hand. “I did something for you,” Mick said. Josef looked at him curiously, so Mick explained. “I was so moved by the song last night I wanted to show you the song that always makes me think of you, oddly enough it is a Frank Sinatra song too.”

The music suddenly stopped and Josef could see the fountain show staring. He looked out over the peaceful lake as the water and shimmied with the music rose up…

Some day, when I'm awfully low,
When the world is cold,
I will feel a glow just thinking of you...
And the way you look tonight.

Yes you're lovely, with your smile so warm
And your cheeks so soft,
There is nothing for me but to love you,
And the way you look tonight.

With each word your tenderness grows,
Tearing my fear apart...
And that laugh that wrinkles your nose,
It touches my foolish heart.

Lovely ... Never, never change.
Keep that breathless charm.
Won't you please arrange it?
'Cause I love you ... Just the way you look tonight.

Josef swallowed the lump in his throat and smiled. “I love it, Mick…Just don’t let anyone know that any part of me is soft. It would ruin my public image.”

Mick smiled and grabbed Josef’s hand discreetly. “I won’t, though you are quite a softy once you get past the hard outer shell.”

Josef laughed and tried to grimace at the same time, which made Mick laugh. “And there you go with ‘the laugh that wrinkles your nose.’ It is just so darn cute.”

Josef forced an angry look to his face and tried to keep from laughing, but Mick’s joy was too contagious and he ended up smiling with him. “I guess this means I’m yours for the rest of the night…”

Mick stopped laughing a faked a hurt expression as he said, “Only the rest of the night? I thought we had agreed on ‘Till death do us part?’”

Josef shook his head and replied. “In that case we are parted, since we are both technically dead.”

“Ouch, Josef. If you prick me do I not bleed?”

“Yes, but by the scientific communities definition of living, we are already dead, nosferatu, the living dead? Any of this ringing a bell?”

Mick crossed his arms and stared at Josef. “So what?”

“So,” Josef said. “That is why we promised the rest of eternity, not until death do us part.”

Mick shook his head and smiled. He leaned in a whispered. “Okay, you got me.”

Josef whispered back. “Oh contraire, the point is that you’ve got me.”

Mick’s smiled widened. “And I know just what I want.”

“Really? Since when have you know ‘just what you want?’”

“Since I met you, I’ve just had a hell of a time admitting it. But tonight I want to throw away a few thousand dollars and then take you up to our room and ravage you till there is nothing left.”

Josef nodded. “Sounds fair. How do you plan to lose the money?”

“Poker?” Mick asked.

Mick threw down his cards in frustration. He had somehow managed to lose the last eleven hands. Josef stood by his side, watching patiently. They were usually much better at this, being able to read people’s emotions helped greatly, but Mick had the sneaking suspicion that Josef had purposefully lost his share, so they could get back to their room faster.

The thought of which, was causing Mick to lose his concentration as well. Josef standing right behind him, his hip gently brushing Mick’s shoulder, was too distracting to concentrate. Mick threw caution to the wind and went all in, trying to bluff his way out of his horrible hand.

The other players must have caught on because they called him on it and Mick was force to show he had nothing higher than a jack. Mick stood-up, frustrated, and headed across the casino floor, with Josef in toe.

“What rotten luck,” Mick muttered as they walked into the elevator.

When the doors dinged closed Josef pulled Mick close and whispered against his lips, “You know what they say, lucky in love, unlucky in cards…” Then he kissed Mick, erasing all the other man’s worries.

They made their way to their room and opened the door to find it freshly cleaned. “I can’t believe we have to go back tomorrow,” Mick lamented. “I’ve had the time of my life here.”

Josef smiled and kissed him again, pinning Mick to the wet bar. “We can always come back,” he whispered.

“Hummmm,” Mick moaned in agreement as Josef started sucking at his collar bone. “Wait, isn’t this my evening?”

Josef smiled and pulled back. “And what would you have me do, oh master?”

Mick looked a little sheepish, but asked. “Well after last night, I was a little curious…I mean you seemed to enjoy it, so…well…I’d like to watch you…you know…”

Josef chuckled. “We’re both grown-ups, Mick. Say it.”

“I’d like to watch you go down on yourself, okay, you happy?”

Josef gave him his best smirk and said in a low, deep voice, “Ecstatic.” Josef stepped back and slid his hands down to his T-shirt, ready to pull it over his head. “You want to start in here, or do you want to move to the bedroom first?”

Mick’s eyes burned with desire as his fangs dropped, looking at Josef. “Bedroom,” he choked out, “But I want to remove your clothes.”

Josef’s eyes paled and Mick could see his fangs poking out beneath his lips. Mick crossed the distance between them and grabbed Josef’s hands before he could remove the shirt. Mick kissed him as he slowly raised the tight T-shirt, tracing Josef’s muscles as he went.

Mick broke the kiss to pull the shirt over Josef’s head and throw it away. He attacked Josef lips again as he ran his hand down to the button of Josef’s jeans. Josef moaned as Mick made contact with his erection through the rough material. Josef slipped his hands around Mick’s waist and pulled him closer.

Mick pushed Josef’s towards the bedroom. He slipped his hands into the back pockets of Josef’s jeans and squeezed, pulling them closer together. Josef made a growling noise deep in his throat and attacked Mick’s mouth, letting his fangs scrape along Mick’s. Mick whimpered and quickly freed Josef from his jeans and boxers before he pushed him onto the bed.

Josef sat at the edge of the bed, erect and perfect, staring at Mick. “What do you want, Mick? What do you really want?”

Mick groaned with the passion and untold pleasure coursing through Josef’s voice. “I want you…I want to watch you.”

Josef nodded and laid back on the bed. He slid his hand down his chest and grabbed himself. Mick stared wide-eyed and climbed onto the bed, next to Josef. Josef looked up at him and whispered, “The point is to resist touching me.”

Mick nodded and Josef slipped his hand down and back up, his whole body shivering with the motion. Mick’s stomach tightened suddenly and he wanted to cover Josef’s hand with his own. He kept his hand back, but watched with fascination.

Josef made another pass with his hand, using a slight turning motion as he closed his eyes and threw back his head. Mick ached to touch him, but held back. He was fascinated with Josef’s technique. He watched as Josef’s rhythm increased.

Josef was working himself so fast, he was beyond human visual comprehension. Mick was startled when Josef let out a long moan and then his name in short, quick pants. Josef was rarely vocal during their love makings, he was more usually guttural. Mick couldn’t hold it together when he heard Josef panting his name.

Mick shredded his clothes instead of taking the time to remove them. He flipped Josef, so suddenly that Josef gasped in shock and pleasure as Mick pinned him and dove into him. Josef groaned and winced from being entered so roughly, but the pain quickly subsided as Mick put all his effort into pleasuring him.

Mick held Josef down, trapping him with his upper body and arms. He leaned into Josef’s ear and whispered. “Scream my name.”

Josef lost it and started trying to match Mick’s thrust and he screamed Mick’s name. Josef’s voice filled the air and Mick couldn’t take it any longer. He was rough and fast as he worked Josef to a peak. Josef screamed one last time and collapsed while Mick finished.

Mick fell onto Josef’s back and swallowed thickly. “Love you,” he whispered as he rolled to his side.

Josef rolled all the way around to face him and whispered back, “Love you, too.” Then he pushed Mick to his other side and slid up behind him, holding him close.

Mick relaxed into Josef’s arms and they stayed like that, for awhile in silence until Mick asked, “So am I suppose to take your name or are you suppose to take mine?”

Josef grinned and replied. “Well…neither of us are totally dominant and we both have established businesses with our current names, so who says we have to change them at all?”

“I like that, but is seems like taking the easy way out.”

“Then how about this, when we relocate and change names eventually we can decide on a new last name and we can both go by it.”

Mick smiled and squeezed Josef’s arm the surrounded him. “That sounds perfect.”

“Good, now that that is settled, what are you going to do with me for the rest of the night?”

Mick thought for a moment and then checked the clock by their bed. It was after 1am which would mean the pool was closed. “I have an idea. Pull on something simple and follow me.”

Mick stood up and pulled on a new pair of pants and a shirt since he shredded his earlier ones. It took Josef a bit to find his discarded T-shirt, but soon they were on their way out. Mick led him through the casino and out to the large, closed pool.

They checked to make sure there was no one around and they both hopped the fence in one easy jump. The pool was still lit by underwater lighting, giving it a slight glow, but the whole area was relatively dark. A large man-made water fall covered the back of the wading pool and Mick grinned wickedly as he stripped out of his clothes.

Josef was not far behind as he left his clothes piled by the side of the pool and followed Mick into the cool waters. Mick made his way over to the waterfall and let the cool water run down him as he waited for Josef. Josef approached, cautiously.

Mick reached out and grabbed Josef’s arm pulling him under the flow of water. Mick grinned at Josef’s shocked expression and kissed him. Josef sighed and hugged Mick to him as the water continued to cascade over them. Mick smiled and reached down to stroke Josef.

“What do you want?” Josef asked, willing to do anything for Mick in that moment.

“You, I always want you.” Mick tugged at Josef‘s ear lobe with his teeth. “Take me, please.”

Josef groaned and pushed Mick away roughly. He turned Mick and forced him to bend over across the planter behind the waterfall. Josef kicked his knees apart and rubbed up against Mick’s back. Mick groaned and whined at the same time, indicating he was more than ready.

Josef plunged into him, relishing the tightness and friction. Mick’s hips bucked backward, forcing Josef in deeper. Josef cried out in pleasure and pushed harder against Mick, as he gouged his fingers into Mick’s hips. All of a sudden, Mick’s ass tightened and Josef screamed at the pressure. He started pushing in and out of Mick frantically. The water created a steady beat over his body, almost giving him a pulse. He had never felt so alive.

Mick cried, moaned and screamed as Josef took him, digging his finger deep into Mick’s hips to control his thrusts. There was a moment that Josef worried about being caught, but the more Mick screamed his name the more he couldn’t help himself. Soon he forgot every worry as Mick bucked and writhed under him.

Mick fell silent as Josef’s hips jerked a last few times. Josef let go of Mick’s hips, his hands bloody and he gently pulled out of Mick, his whole body shaking from the exertion. Mick slipped off the ledge and down in to the rose tinted water. Josef slid down with him and placed a gentle kiss to his lips before helping him to stand.

Mick winced and looked at his hips. The deep gouges left by Josef’s nails had almost completely healed over, but the exertion had left Mick weak. “I don’t think I will be able to walk for awhile and I need some blood.”

Josef nodded and helped Mick waddle himself to the shallow end of the pool. “If you can get dressed you can lean on me through the casino. No one will notice a guy supporting his drunken friend.”

Mick smiled, weakly. “I really don’t think I can walk, I need some blood before I’m going to heal.”

“Then I’ll carry you at my side,” Josef said, “But the fact remains that the only blood around is in our room.” Mick nodded and Josef helped him out of the pool and into his clothes. They made it over the gate with Josef holding Mick and jumping.

When he landed, Josef swung Mick to his side and supported all his weight, so Mick only need to drag his feet in the motion of walking as they crossed the casino floor. As promised, no one so much as batted an eye. When Josef got Mick back inside the room he left him on the couch while he poured a few large glasses of blood for both of them.

Mick devoured his first two, but slowed down on the third. “I guess I’m not as indestructible as you,” Mick joked.

Josef winced. “I’m stronger than you, I should have known better.”

Mick realized his mistake and quickly set down his glass of blood so he could force Josef’s face up to meet his eyes. “You did no permanent damage, I’m fine now and we know that all I need is a ready supply of blood around and I’ll be fine.”

Josef tried to turn away. “I still shouldn’t have…”

“No you should have. This was my night remember? I asked you too and I wanted you to, that was amazing and I wouldn’t give it up for anything.”

Josef shook his head and tried to stand up to go fetch more blood but Mick pulled him down for a kiss. After a moment’s hesitation, Josef relented and melted into the kiss. Mick finally pulled back and whispered. “I love you, Josef and I want you to get the most out of being with me. We both like to be the aggressor and victim, it works well for us, don’t deny me my pleasure by denying you yours.”

“But you were happy with my dominance before, I don’t need to harm you.”

“I was happy before, but only because I was ignorant. Now that I’ve seen how much more there is, I don’t want to be denied again.”

A smile worked its way across Josef’s face and he asked, “You really liked it?”

“Hell yes!” Mick shouted. “Don’t you ever short change me again!”

Josef smiled and kissed Mick tenderly. “I’ve found out so much about you this week. It’s funny to think that in all these years I never knew all this about you.”

“Or I you,” Mick added. “I guess once we knew that the other wouldn’t run away we were able to open up more about our likes and dislikes.”

“Yeah,” Josef admitted. “So what do you want to do with the last few hours of our honeymoon?”

“What else,” Mick smiled, devilishly. “Make slow meaningful love on every conceivable flat surface.”

Josef’s grin matched Mick’s. “You sure you’re up for it?”

“Are you?” Mick asked.

Josef pushed Mick onto the couch and attacked his lips as he pinned his body. Mick tried to flip Josef and gain the advantage, but he only succeeded in tumbling them from the couch to the floor where Josef still ended up on top.

Mick relaxed as he stopped fighting and let Josef dominate him. Josef rubbed his hips against Mick causing them both pain as the wet, heavy material of their jeans rubbed against them. Josef tried to pull Mick’s pants off him, but found them wet enough to be stuck to his body.

Josef stood up, helping Mick up as well and they both tried to remove their respective pants. They laughed as they struggled. “See, this is why I wear suits. If my suit had gotten wet, I could have removed it easier,” Josef said. Mick had to peel his off they were so tight and Josef became so frustrated he ripped his at the seam (a very impressive feat with wet jeans).

Mick chuckled as Josef flung the wet material across the room. “You are very sexy when you’re angry,” Mick cooed.

Josef growled and attacked Mick, pinning him to the wall. “This is not angry, this is slightly annoyed…”

Mick wagged his eyebrows and let Josef tear his shirt to pieces so he could get to his chest. Mick took in a deep breath as Josef’s lips made contact with his nipple. He would never understand what it was about Josef that made him so turned on.

Josef pulled his own shirt from his body and attacked Mick without hesitation. Mick groaned as Josef roughly bit and licked across Mick’s chest. Apparently, Josef had been holding back quite a bit. Mick managed to get the advantage on Josef and flipped him, pushing the older man into the wall.

Mick pressed his body against Josef and kissed him gently until Josef stopped struggling. He pulled back and whispered, “What happened to slow and romantic?”

Josef’s body relaxed and he hugged Mick, kissing him tenderly. “I got carried away,” Josef replied. “It won’t happen again.”

“Oh, yes it will, just not tonight. Tonight is about us being together.”

Josef grinned and leaned in to kiss Mick again. Mick smiled and slowly pulled Josef to the floor where he laid out, looking up at Josef expectantly. Josef took a long look at Mick’s stretched out body and then threw his leg over Mick’s hips, facing away from Mick.

Josef lowered himself and rubbed against Mick ever so lightly. Mick moaned and propped himself up of his arms. Josef’s back was one of Mick’s favorite features and he nearly came just watching Josef’s flex his muscles and he turned back to look at him, lust and love burning in his eyes.

Josef reached back and guided Mick into himself, all the while keeping eye contact with Mick. Mick grunted from the sensation of entering Josef and then sat up all the way so his chest was touching Josef’s back. Mick wrapped his hands around Josef’s body.

Josef moaned and leaned back into Mick resting his head on Mick’s shoulder. Mick reached down and grabbed Josef’s erection, pumping him, causing Josef to writhe on Mick’s lap. Josef reached back and rubbed his hand over Mick’s hip as he braced himself and slowly rose and fell, building friction.

Mick caught Josef’s lips in a light embrace. They kept a slow and deep rhythm as they explored each other’s bodies. Josef dug his fingers into Mick’s hip as Mick started to work him faster causing Josef to rock onto Mick faster. They fueled each other and their pace soon turned erratic as Mick started muttering Josef’s name.

Josef grunted with exertion as he rose and fell trying to keep up with Mick’s hand. Josef felt his release rising in his stomach, taking over his whole body and making him tremble with anticipation as Mick worked him. Then Mick hit that perfect spot inside him and Josef lost it, cumming in Mick’s hand as he slammed down on Mick’s lap in attempt to draw out the pleasure.

Mick moaned one long time as Josef took all of him inside and came. He collapsed back to the floor and Josef’s fell back with him. Mick smiled and pushed Josef’s head to the side so he could kiss him as they both rode out their highs. Josef smiled against Mick’s lips and whispered, “You want to try for the bedroom now?”

Mick grinned devilishly, “I think there are a few flat surfaces out here we missed…”

Mick looked sorrowfully up at the Bellagio as they waited for the valet to bring around their car. He had tried to convince Josef that they really need another night, but Josef wouldn’t budge, telling him that they had a freezer and bed waiting for them back in LA.

Mick knew he was right, but he was sad to leave. He hadn’t had such a good time since…he couldn’t remember when. Being with Josef was all he needed, but being with Josef with no one else demanding his attention was even better. Once they were back in LA they would have to go back to their jobs and their lives.

Josef had had a smile on all morning, which made Mick sad. Why is he happy to be leaving? Josef had tipped the bell hop heavily and settled their bill (including the new couch) without so much of an argument. He was currently humming slightly under his breath, which made Mick give him a scrutinizing glare.

Josef saw Mick staring at him and said, “I’ve had an even better time then I imagined, Mick. I’m trying to dream up somewhere to take you next year.”

Mick smiled and whispered. “Paris possibly?”

“Paris? Never really liked the place, but if you were there…”

Mick’s smile widened. “I would like to see it now, last time I saw it we were liberating it from the Germans.”

Josef laughed. “If you had seen Paris as I remember it, dirty, smelly, cramped, you’d run screaming, but I guess I could give it another shot…for you.”

They shared a knowing grin, knowing that no matter where they went they would not be seeing much of any place except the inside of their hotel room. Josef took the keys from the valet and got in as the staff loaded their bags. Mick hopped into the passenger seat and looked over a Josef. They had the whole drive back to discuss their plans for next year…

Okay, so that is the end of the honeymoon, not the story. There will be more, a lot more, but I’m going on highateous for awhile while I move, get started at my new job and finish some of my other stories