Title: Resisting the Urge
Pairing/Characters: Adam/Tommy
Rating (Word Count): R, (3x100)
Warning(s): Blood Play (slight) it is the Vamp verse.
Author's notes: This is set in my Claimed Verse Can stand alone if you know Adam is a vamp, Tommy is a panwerecat, and they are bonded.



Resisting the Urge

Tommy took a sip of beer, while he stood watching Adam on the dance floor with Terrance and a few other friends. He shifted a bit, resisting the urge to adjust the growing bulge in his jeans. Seeing Adam dance was always a sexual experience.

He stiffened as he felt someone press against his back. The scent was all wrong, so he knew it wasn't Adam or anyone familiar. Anger and disgust flooded through him at the mere idea of someone besides family touching him this intimately.

Without turning around, he spat out, "Dude, you ever hear of personal space?"

^v^

"Rumor has it, you're a panwerecat. That true?"

Before Tommy had time to answer, Adam was right there, flashing his fangs.

"He's mine. Back off."

A smug grin on his face, Tommy watched the guy back away. He leaned against Adam's chest and Adam's arms automatically went around him, rubbing his back soothingly. Tommy could still smell the jealousy and need pouring off of Adam. "Do it. I know you want to."

Adam's hands tightened around him. Tommy's breath hitched when he felt Adam's lips on his skin. He knew what was coming; it was only a matter of time.

^v^

Adam licked and kissed his neck until Tommy's dick was hard and leaking in his jeans. He moved restlessly in Adam's grasp, rutting lightly against Adam's thigh. "Adam," he moaned.

He felt Adam's lips curl into a smile against the sensitized skin of his neck. Tommy's grip on Adam's neck went tight. His nails shifted to claws, and he let them dig into Adam's skin.

Finally, Adam sucked his neck possessively, fangs grazing his skin. "Mine, forever."

"Fuck yeah," Tommy murmured, combing his fingers through the hair at the nape of Adam's neck.

"Now, take me home and show me."

The End