Rick was stunned a bit with vision of him in something so ridiculous.
"You know.. you're really lucky you are stronger and faster than me", he said, glaring at the vampire. "And you didn't answer my ealier questions."

"It is my spit. My blood too, but mixing blood with a vampire is just asking to becoming one. It's a nicer way of turning people than draining them on their blood and replacing it with ours, but it's still painful." Vincent answered.

"But then... why I didn't turn? You drank my blood and done the same to yours? Few times actually?", asked Rick, looking questioningly at other male.

"Hm...I don't know." Vincent said softly as he took one of Rick's hands to just hold it and he looked down as he ran his thumb back and forth over Rick's skin. "To be honest, I never turned someone before. I heard a rumor that vampires can have a sort of influence over the changing process, like they get to choose if they want to turn someone or not. I don't think that's true, though."

'It must be true", said Rick, not really minding that his hand was grabbed and being held in other's. "That is probably a reason why I didn't change. You don't want me to."

Vincent pulled Rick's hand toward his face and nuzzled against Rick's wrist over his veins. "Maybe one day...you will ask me to turn you, and I will consider it. But, for now...you and I have a long way to go before we get to that point."

Rick blue eyes observed the other male as he nuzzled against his wrist. It was like observing some act he didn't quite understand yet. But having those sharp fangs so close to his blood made Rick smile.
"Once again you sound like you are my.. partner. Let me remind you that just writing on me and giving me all those piercings doesn't make me automatically yours", he said, not showing any feelings on his face for the time being.

Vincent stared at Rick for a few moments after hearing that and he kept Rick's wrist against his lips, then he lowered Rick's hand slowly, but kept it in his grip. "Then, what is it going to take to make you trust me with those type of feelings?" he asked softly. He figured Rick wasn't going to tell him, but he had an idea in mind that might work on someone like Rick who obviously had a fucked up upbringing.

"Figure that one by yourself", said Rick simply, wondering what other male could be thinking about.
He just was sitting there and observed Vincent. His intriguing red, wild eyes and those while bangs of his. Not feeling like stopping himself he reached up and touched them with a tips of his fingers. They were soft.. and somehow brought to mind feathers.

Vincent purred softly and couldn't help himself from nudging gently into Rick's hand. Whatever barrier that Rick had around his heart and emotions needed to be shattered before they could get out of this pattern of just sex and heat. Vincent wanted to get closer, but if he ever wanted to have more mornings like the ones he saw normal couples had, he needed Rick to come out from behind the barrier. He had a plan...therapy was a way that humans could deal with their feelings and emotions just by talking, but Rick wasn't much of a talker. He needed positive reinforcement, perhaps a reward for trusting the vampire. How to go about that, he had no idea.

Rick at the same time just stayed still, playing with the white hair. Somehow.. they were making him want to touch them. Was it because of their unusual colour? Or maybe.. was it how they felt? Not disturbed by Vincent his trance lasted. Soon he reached to the vampire's eyes and touched a corner of one. They were still sitting near the shower and Rick's wet skin was getting really cold... yet he didn't really feel that right now.

Vincent continued to stare at the human, not moving from his place by the tub rim, and he blinked slowly as Rick touched the corner of his right eye with a wet, cold finger. It was quiet other then the gentle spray of cold water onto Rick's body, which made Rick's body glisten. Vincent tried to keep eye contact with Rick, though. He did have a strange connection with the human, somewhere beyond the lust and the cravings, but he wanted that connection to be deeper than it was. He reached out slowly and brushed the back of his own cold fingers against Rick's wet cheek, afraid to touch anywhere else and give the indication he wanted sex from the human. He didn't want to consume Rick at the moment, he just wanted to let this moment continue for as long as it could.

And the strange moment lasted quite long, with two men looking at each other and only touching their faces. Then Rick blinked and moved back.
"You can carry me back to the bed as your punishment. I don't want to walk. And dry me with a towel while you're at it", he said simply, not telling other male that he didn't really have enough strenght to do that all by himself.

Vincent smiled and didn't even complain as he gathered Rock into his arms and he turned the shower water off before carrying Rick out of the bathroom, grabbing a towel on the way. He carried Rick to the bedroom and laid him down slowly, then slowly began to dry Rick's body from the head down with the towel slowly. He tried to keep his hands from wandering, but he couldn't help but find the sight before him rather erotic.

He was lifted up so easily.. It was quite fascinating, especially since he wasn't a small man. Relaxing on the bed he closed his eyes, letting other male taking care of him. Sighing softly he couldn't not deny that it felt all great and that could get really used to it in a way. Also so far Vincent showed as a quite interesting person.. and that alone was drawing Rick's attention back to him.

Vincent continued drying down lower and lower, finally getting to Rick's abdomen where the scars were, then lower to Rick's waist area while he bent his head and kissed over the scars he had left behind in a silent apology for his behavior.

"What are you doing?", asked Rick curiously, opening one of his eyes.
It was clear that now he was all lazy. And tired as well. Yawning he waited for other's answer.. although his opened eye felt like closing in every second now.

"Apologizing for earlier..." Vincent replied softly as he lifted his head to look at the human, smiling when he saw that Rick had a rather lazy expression. He started gently drying Rick's groin area and made sure to go slow and careful because of the piercings.

"You think I'll forgive you just like that?", he muttered and closed his eyes once again, enjoying the first time he let anyone dry off his body. "It won't be that easy.."

"I know...but I intend to make up for it." Vincent said softly before washing down lower to Rick's thighs. Rick really was beautiful. In a not so feminine way, he was beautiful laying like that, letting Vincent do as he wanted for the mean time. Every muscle, every scar...everything about Rick was just beautiful.

And as Vincent was drying Ricks body he could see that his body was really well trained. With his good skin it looked really sexy. There were also other scars than the one the vampire left on him. Few knife cuts on his side, two bullet scars on his left shoulder and a burn on his left hip. But it even added to the overall sexiness of the man.
"I wonder how..", Rick almost purred that out and then yawned again.

"I don't know...but I'll figure out something." Vincent said softly before gently kissing Rick's burn on his hip, then he slowly ran his hands down with the towel further and dried off Rick's shins. "I promise." he added, then he gently started drying one of Rick's feet.

Rick muttered something under his breath were clear enough to understand. Like 'wonder' and 'how'. His breath slowly evened and he fell asleep. Everything that was done to him exausted his body that already was quite taired before that. Even someone with Rick's stamina wasn't able to take it all.

Vincent lifted his head to look at Rick as the human fell asleep and he smiled a little at how adorable Rick looked asleep. He dried the other foot and dried Rick's arms slowly. He then tossed the towel to the side and he picked Rick up again, pushing the sheets down with his knee in an awkward fashion, and he laid Rick down on the bed before covering him up carefully. With Rick asleep, he decided to shower himself and left the bedroom to let Rick get some rest, knowing that the stress he had put on Rick's body had taken a toll on the human.

Rick was sleeping. Some dreams were nice other not so much yet he stayed quiet and almost didn't move. As if his body even when he was sleeping knew it wasn't safe to draw attention to it while being vunerable. After about eight ours Rick opened his eyes all of a sudden. His breathing was fast and it was clear he dreamed something really bad. Yet his only reaction was letting out a soft breath and sitting on the bed. Then he hissed softly since his back hurt quite a lot and his world spinned around him.
"What.. the fuck", growled Rick, furrowing his eyebrows.

Vincent returned to find Rick was in the middle of a nightmare. He went over to the bed and laid down beside him, running his long fingers through those messy dark locks. He didn't know what else to do other than to comfort the human by combing his hair with his fingers and holding him. He couldn't remember how long he did so before Rick woke up to a sore back, probably sore everything.

"Hey..." Vincent said simply.

Rick actually flinched when Vincent spoke up. He didn't notice him there ealier. His mind was still 'muddy' so that was probably a reason for that. Not looking at him he tried to stand up but end up sitting back down. No fuckin way he would be able to walk today. It hurt quite a bit and to add to that his legs were all wobbly. It was worse than yesterday. With a deep sigh he laid down once again. Then he glared at Vincent without saying even one word.

"You mad at me?" Vincent asked softly, not really needing to ask from the expression he was getting from the other male. He slowly sat up and reached over to rub Rick's side slowly. "You want some ice for your back?" He knew Rick hated him right now and probably didn't want him touching him, but he didn't want Rick to shelter himself from him when they were starting to get close...sort of.

"Ice isn't good for that.. Something warm would be better.. it makes muscles relax", he said simplym burring his face in the pillow.

"I can get a warm towel." Vincent offered for him, since he didn't really have any pads or any first aid supplies other than bandages and bandaids.

"Nah.. Just let me have a nice warm bath... and carry me there..", feeling all lazy he said that while still having his face on the pillows.

Vincent chuckled softly and rose from the bed before he reached over to gently gather Rick in his arms to carry him out of the bedroom and to the bathroom where he laid Rick down in the bathtub, then he started up the bath water after plugging the drain.

It was quite nice how easily Vincent was able to lift him. Smiling softly as the warm water started to fill the bathtub he looked at the vampire. tilting his head a bit.
"I'm hungry", he said simply after a while.

"I can heat up frozen dinners...that's about as much cooking as I know." Vincent replied as he began washing Rick's legs with a loofa since he didn't know if Rick had washed himself in the shower or if he just sat there under the water.

"So old and so helpless", muttered Rick and sighed, letting Vincent to wash his body. "But frozen dinner doesn't sound so bad either."

Vincent gently scrubbed Rick's private area and worked his way up to Rick's abdomen. "Would you let me do this all the time? You have a very attractive figure." he said softly as he continued washing the human.

"Do what? You want to wash me?", he asked, rising his eyebrows.

"Mmhm...if I promise not to do anything sexual...will you let me wash you more often?" Vincent asked softly as he started working his way up to Rick's chest.

Rick was silent for few moments, surprised with what he heard and then smiled softly.
"I don't think.. I would mind that", he said simply, liking the way Vincent's hands moved over his body.

Vincent liked that Rick didn't mind it at all. He washed Rick's shoulders, then his arms, and finally used his hands to rub soap onto the sides of Rick's neck. He could see bruises there too from when he had choked Rick and he gently massaged them in a silent apology.