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When Viago and Anton had got together, Viago had been dizzy with excitement at the thought of the sex they would have.
It had been a long time for Viago. He had spent the best part of a century pining over Katherine, and then when they got together, that side of the relationship had been non-existent. When they had broken up he had been sad but part of him was relieved.
And then Anton. Viago's views on werewolves had taken a complete 180. After spending time with them he realised they weren't the messy, dreadful beings he had thought they were. Well maybe Clifton was….
But Anton. The first time he had shook hands with the alpha, it had sent a jolt to his gut that he had tried to pass off as nerves. But the feeling only grew and after a few meetings with the pack Viago had to admit it to himself. He had a massive crush on Anton.
Happily, it had turned out that Anton had a massive crush on him too. After skirting around each other like shy teenagers for longer than Viago cared to think about, they had admitted how they felt.
Kissing Anton and being held by him in those warm, strong arms was glorious. And Viago was sure it wouldn't be long before Anton had his way with him. He was a strong, virile werewolf afterall.
But Viago hadn't counted on Anton being a gentleman. It wasn't that he minded Anton being a gentleman, he enjoyed it when Anton took his coat, pulled out his chair… all the old fashioned courting rituals.
But while he enjoyed all that he also wanted Anton to be less polite and throw him over one shoulder, carry him to the
bedroom and throw him around it.
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After another date where Viago had pointedly invited Anton in and Anton had declined, the vampire was ready to scream. It wasn't that Anton wasn't interested, Viago could smell and see that Anton very much was. So what was the problem?
After compiling a small list that included Anton's pesky need to sleep, his being a gentleman and the fact that Vlad and Deacon probably would be rude to Anton if they had sex at the vampire house, Viago started working on a plan.
The location detail was the first hurdle to overcome. Anton had a lovely flat, that seemed the most sensible location. Well, until Viago knew how he felt about more Al fresco activities but one step at a time. The slight fly in the ointment was that there always seemed to be at least one pack member there. A quick text to Stu however and the whole pack, minus Anton were off to the cinema the following Thursday evening.
Anton's need to sleep couldn't be helped, though Viago hoped that if he didn't have the pack and their demands for a few hours that some of the energy saved might be used for other activities.
As for being the werewolf being a gentleman… Well Viago had a few thoughts on how to deal with that.
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He had arranged to go around to Anton's flat while the pack was otherwise engaged (Stu had promised to get the rest of the pack out for drinks after the cinema) for them to spend some quality time together.
Anton had met him at the door as usual, inviting him in (Viago didn't need to be invited each time but Anton always did and honestly, Viago found it charming)
The werewolf had taken Viago's coat, making polite conversation as he hung it up which ended abruptly as he turned around.
Viago was amused to see Anton's mouth hanging open slightly, his eyebrows raised. He could smell Anton's arousal and was pleased to see that his new outfit had had the desired effect. Viago hadn't gone overboard but he had made sure to he showing a lot more skin than usual and by the way Anton was staring at his neck and collarbone he seemed to have got it just right.
"Everything okay Liebling?" He asked with a cat-like grin.
Anton coughed. "Yeah babe. Yeah everything's good." His eyes panned Viago's body and he swallowed hard. "So er, what film do you wanna watch?"
Viago had brought Bram Stoker's Dracula with him. It was the sexiest film he could think of. Indeed he heard Anton's heart rate soar a couple of times but still, at the end of the film Viago was no closer to his goal.
"Did you enjoy the film?" Viago purred, placing his hand on Anton's knee.
"It was good. Very 90s." Anton said
"And did you have any… thoughts?" Viago continued, sliding his hand further up Anton's thigh.
"Um… oh yeah I did actually. I was surprised how much the main vampire guy looked like Vlad."
Oh
Viago sagged. This wasn't working.
His disappointment must have shown on his face as Anton looked puzzled.
"Are you okay babe?"
Viago had meant to say that he was fine, of course he was and what film should they watch next?
But what actually came out of his mouth was
"Why won't you fuck me."
Anton's eyebrows shot so far up his face that they disappeared into his hairline
"What?"
" Oops" Viago thought. Still, better out in the open.
"We've been together for months now. And I've been sending you signals and I have smelled that you are aroused but still we haven't had sex. And I don't know why." Viago wailed. "Do you not find me attractive?"
"What? No!" Anton replied "Viago, I find you insanely attractive. I have never met anyone as beautiful as you. I don't think such a being exists."
"Then why…"
Anton took Viago's hand in his.
"Because I didn't want to rush you. You're nearly 400 years old and things were different in your time."
"Is that the only reason?" Viago asked
Anton sighed. "I guess I'm self conscious too. You're stunning. Flawless. And I'm… not."
"Anton, you are incredibly handsome!" Viago replied, shocked. The werewolf always seemed so confident, so in control. It had never occurred to him that the alpha had issues with his self esteem. He pulled his boyfriend into a hug, cursing himself for not noticing before.
Viago pulled back slightly so that he could look at Anton.
"Any other reasons?"
Anton scratched his neck. "Well the guys are here most of the time, it tends to be a bit of a mood killer."
"Well, they aren't here now…"
"No. They aren't."
There was a hungry look in Anton's eyes and Viago honestly wasn't sure who moved first, whether he climbed into Anton's lap or whether the werewolf pulled him there but in Anton's lap he was, kissing him hungrily.
Viago could feel that Anton was as interested in taking this further as he was and he ground his crotch against Anton's bulge to let him know they were on the same page.
Anton gave a delicious moan into his mouth and then Viago felt Anton's hands move to his arse and then wrapped his legs around Anton's waist as he stood.
The fact they kept kissing all the way meant that the short trip to Anton's bedroom took longer than it should have. Still Viago was pleased that he managed to rid Anton of his shirt and while his own shirt was still on, it was completely unbuttoned.
The bedroom door took some negotiation, neither party wanting to take their hands off the other.
But finally they were in, Anton pushing Viago’s shirt to the floor as they walked in. Normally Viago would want his clothes treated more carefully, but right now he couldn’t care less.
He felt butterflies in his stomach, the anticipation building deliciously as Anton lowered him gently onto the bed, and then climbed onto him, kissing him passionately as they reacquainted their hips, grinding against each other.
Viago was just enjoying how the hot weight of Anton felt on top of him, when the werewolf paused.
"Listen Vi, if I get too… What I mean is.. shit. I don't wanna hurt you."
Viago put a finger to his lips.
"Are you forgetting I'm a vampire? Very difficult indeed to damage me."
Anton laughed. "I guess sometimes I do forget."
“Honestly, it’s one of the things I love about you, that you show so much care for everyone.”
“You love me?”
“ Liebling is that really a surprise to you?”
Anton blushed, far more than he had from Viago making moves on him, and it gave the vampire a warm glow.
“I. Love. You.” Viago repeated, punctuating each word with a kiss.
“I love you too, Vi.” Anton replied, his face lit up with the joy of the words they had spoken to each other.
“Show me.” Viago said, mock demanding and Anton laughed, wrapping one arm around Viago’s shoulders to pull him close, as his other hand snaked between them and got to work on the buttons of Viago’s trousers.
Viago giggled when he heard Anton take a deep intake of breath when he discovered the vampire wasn’t wearing any underwear, only for his laughter to turn into a sigh as Anton wrapped his hand around Viago’s cock.
He startled gently, the pressure enough to feel good but not enough to bring him any closer. It was delicious, yet slightly frustrating, and Viago felt himself trying to fuck up into Anton’s fist.
“Patience.” Anton whispered, sliding his other hand into the open flap of Viago’s trousers using two fingers to caress just behind his balls.
It was amazing yet maddening. Lava in his stomach and Electricity up his spine. Viago had been alive nearly 400 years but he couldn’t remember ever feeling pleasure like this. Pleasure that was being wrung out of him, slowly but surely.
But suddenly it stopped.
“Mnnngghhhh” Viago protested.He kept his eyes closed, terrified that if he opened them that this would all disappear. He heard Anton chuckle, and then the sound of a zipper. The soft pad of feet as they moved across the room. A drawer opening and then closing. Then the footsteps were getting closer again, he heard the creaking of springs as Anton sat back on the bed and then the air on his skin, as Anton finally slid his trousers fully from his body. Then he felt Anton crawl up the bed, over him, felt his breath in his face. Only then did Viago open his eyes.
“Hi.”
Anton smiled, bending lower to kiss Viago, as he slid his fingers back to caress along his cock, sliding lower. Viago heard the squirt of lube, and then fingers firmly but gently circling his entrance. He sighed as one pushed in, relishing in how good it felt but knowing that Anton would take it slow, and it would be a while before a second finger was added.
Eventually though, Anton added a second and Viago found himself rocking his hips, desperate for Anton to find his prostate.
“Be patient!” Anton mock admonished.
“I don’t even know what that means.” Viago whined, fucking himself against Anton’s fingers.
“I’d noticed!” Anton laughed, but gave Viago what he wanted, a third finger and then he crooked them and,
“Ohhhhhhhhh” Viago moaned. He was utterly at Anton’s mercy, one hand wringing utter pleasure from him, the other holding his hip so that he couldn’t move them. It was torture, but a delicious one.
After what felt like an age, but probably wasn’t all that long, Anton stopped. Viago heard the lube again and shivered as he saw Anton smooth the handful over his own cock, pumping a couple of times, before shuffling on his knees in between Viagos legs, lining himself up.
He lifted Viago’s leg, kissing a path down his calf, before hooking it over his hip. Viago wrapped his leg tighter, using his heel at the base of Anton’s back to encourage him closer, to bring him in. Viago felt the head of Anton’s cock at his entrance and slowly, blissfully, he pushed in.
Anton had done a thorough job of preparing but there was still a delicious stretch. Viago loved it. He felt right, whole. There was nowhere on earth he would rather be, and no one else on earth he would rather be with than here, as one with Anton.
The werewolf’s smooth movements had him keening with pleasure, but soon Anton began to lose the composure that he’d been holding onto at the start and his movements became rougher, more feral. They also were hitting Viago’s prostate two times out of three and he knew that he really wasn’t going to last much longer.
“Anton… I’m… so cloooose. Ohhhh!” He cried out.
There was a golden flash in Anton’s eyes and from the way he was breathing, Viago didn’t think Anton was going to last much longer himself. He felt Anton’s hand close around his cock, pumping him at the same rate that the alpha was thrusting into him at and that was it.
Viago came with a strangled cry, spilling over Anton’s fist. Anton grunted in satisfaction, seeing the vampire unravel beneath him. And then, a few shaky thrusts later Anton came hot inside of Viago, a noise between a howl and a moan spilling from his lips.
He didn’t pull out straight away, but moved his nose to Viago’s neck, rubbing his cheek against the skin and making what sounded like happy little huffing noises.
“Do I smell good?” Viago asked, giggling as Anton’s stubble tickled him.
“Yes. You smell like me now.”
-
They lay there happily, perfectly content in the silence as they had each other. After a while Anton fell asleep. Viago hadn’t brought any of his ancestral soil so he was unable to sleep, but he didn’t mind. Laying here, holding Anton in his arms was far more enjoyable to him. He had never seen the alpha so peaceful before. In sleep,. Anton was completely at ease.
It was spoilt by the alarm going off
"Shit!" Anton said, as he opened his eyes
"What's wrong?"
"It's 7am! The sun will be well and truly up."
"Oh no. Trapped here all day with my sexy boyfriend. However will I cope." Viago said sarcastically
He heard Anton laughing behind him, as he was pulled into an embrace.
“I have a few ideas on how to pass the time.” he whispered.