Rick smiled at the answer. now that was a trun on.
"Mhm... Now fisting you sounds even more tempting. Why would you let me do something you didn't allow anyone else?", he asked, pushing one of his fingers deep inside that abused hole. "Am I special in any way?"

Vincent moaned a little feeling a finger go inside his entrance and he even arched his back a little to the sensation. "M-Mm~...y-you're very special. More than you know, and more than you would be willing to admit...as stubborn as you are." he replied softly.

"Am I?", asked Rick, quite surprised actually to hear that from the older vampire.
Surprised enough to stop moving his hand while he stared absentmindedly at Vincent's ass.

"Mmhm...this bond between us, as master and creation...it's enough to make this so much more pleasurable, and it makes me want to trust you with these sort of things. Just tasting your blood drives me crazy with need." Vincent replied softly.

"Don't call yourself my master!", growled Rick and slapped Vincent's ass few times although he knew it would be no punishment for pain loving vampire. "I'm not a fuckin' pet!"

Vincent moaned loudly to the harsh slaps to his ass. Indeed, it wasn't necessarily a punishment and he even chuckled in a breathy voice. "I never...said you were a pet. I think of you more as a part of myself now. I gave you this life, and you've given me what it means to not be lonely anymore. You're my sweet vampire~." he replied in a soft pant.

Rick blinked in surprise wen he heard other's remark... and actually blushed at it. Part of himself...? And what sane person would call him sweet? A killer.. Yes. Right. Sane. Vincent wasn't sane. Okay, only sometimes. But still. Rick never was a part of anything. Family, retionship, society... He was always somewhere.. next to it. And now..
"You really mean it..?", he asked, frowning a bit at his own complicated feelings.

"I mean it. I really do. I just never got the chance to say it because we were either lusting for each other or just mindlessly fucking." Vincent replied with a small chuckle.

"I....", Rick paused and took his hands away from the other male. "I need to think.."
That said he stood up, put his clothes on and went out of the house. Quite quickly. Actually he was a bit startled with his own feelings. Not sure what to do.. he headed to his flat. Somehow he wanted to see it.. see.. waht exactly? Rick sighed in irritation and took out his keys to open the door. That was when he was knocked out with something heavy hitting his head. Too disturbed with his feelings Rick didn't notice that there were people waiting for him. Normally something like this wouldn't happen.

Vincent blinked as he watched Rick leave him and exit the apartment. He stayed on all fours for a bit longer, a little dazed from what just happened, and finally moved to where he was sitting on his knees on the floor. What did he just do? What did he say? His brain was still a little fuzzy, so it took him a while to remember what he said...and then he realized it was dangerously close to a love confession. What the hell? He was too insane for that...too insane for anyone to love him or for him to love anyone...wasn't he?