"Oh, yes. Ride that cock, you dirty whore. Make your ass happy with my dick. Cum from it, bitch", he gasped out, loving how horny and lascivious Vincent seemed like that. "You want to cum like that, right? From only my dick screwing your tight hole? For me to fill you with my seed?"

"I-I want it..." Vincent panted against Rick's neck as he continued bouncing on Rick's cock for all he was worth. His cock was spilling precum in no time. He wanted to come just from Rick's cock just like always. "I want your fat load in me. I want it...I want your seed inside me. I want your fucking come in me." he mewled in need as he felt himself getting closer and closer to coming.

What could be more sexy than a strong male on him, fucking himself with his cock and begging for his cum? In Rick's eyes - nothing.
"Then make me cum with your ass, you horny bitch~", he gasped out, smacking Vincent's ass some more.

Vincent soon came hard onto himself and Rick with a loud cry and his ass spasmed around Rick's cock as he shot string after string of his own seed against Rick and himself.

When Vincent's hole started to squeeze his dick so perfectly he didn't have other choice than cum as well. Observing all the pleasure the old vampire was feeling just because of his member gave him a lot of satisfacion as he filled his hole with his seed.

Vincent panted shakily as he rested his head against Rick's, his body trembling once again from the aftermath of his orgasm and from the feeling of Rick shooting his come into his ass once more and filling him up. "Y-you're going to...be the end of me..." he panted softly, his voice full of satisfaction.

Rick chuckled and pinched Vincent's nipple.
"Oh, will I? Sounds fine to me", he said, playing with the piercing and tugging on it softly and then harder.

Vincent moaned softly once he felt Rick pinch his nipple and tug at the piercing. He ground his hips once again against Rick's, panting heatedly once more. He was pretty close to wanting to go right back into riding Rick's cock once again even though they had both came twice already.

"Mhm... Someone's wants more?", panted out Rick, teasing the second nipple in the same way, yet being a bit rougher.

"Mm...I want more~. I want more of this cock. I want more of you. I'm...I'm so hot...I'm so horny." Vincent replied, almost whining softly as he felt his nipples being pinched once again.

"My cock, huh? But you look like you are enjoying your nipples being teased", he said, tugging on the piercings some more. "They look so lewd~"

Vincent leaned back to give Rick more access to his chest and he continued moaning softly as his nipples were teased. "Mm~...I like them played with too." he replied softly as he watched Rick's hands on his chest.

"Oh, really? So maybe you are a woman, not a man?", he joked, pulling on both nipples hard.

"Maybe~. I think I remember you getting a little excited when I referred to my ass as a "pussy"." Vincent replied playfully with a cocky grin.

"Well... it's not like I like women or anything but... it sounds kinky", he muttered, smirking a bit.

Vincent chuckled softly at that response and he wrapped his arms around Rick's neck as he slowly grinded his hips against Rick once again. "Hey...instead of just your cock in my ass, why don't we try other things? Like your hand?" he asked softly.

"Hand? Mhm.. Kinky bastard~ But I like the idea", hummed Rick, actually grinning as he pictured it inside his mind.

Vincent pulled himself off of Rick's cock, letting some of the semen spill onto Rick's cock and onto the couch, then he moved onto the floor and onto all fours without any shame in showing his come-filled ass to the younger vampire.

"You're such a slut, Vincent", chuckled Rick, smirking as he got on his knees near other male and teasing his gaping hole with a tip of his finger. "Did you let anyone to fist your ass before?"

Vincent purred softly as he felt that finger tease his hole. "No...I don't think I would want anyone else doing that to me." he replied as he turned his head over his shoulder to look at Rick.

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?

Two hours later Rick was actually cursing under his breath, trembling from pain. His fingers were cut off and the nails were pulled out. The deal was that as he was 'playing' with Vincent the gang of his boss wiped out. He was hiding somewhere and as a trusted man, his right hand, he should know where. Of course he didn't know a thing but no one wanted to believe him when he said it time after time. First he tried to get free but he was unlucky and someone that knew how to tie ropes done them this time. Right now he barely have strenght to move his head due to severe blood loss. People that captured him were now in the room on his left, he could hear that much. Then Rick thought about Vincent. Didn't he say that if he would call him, where ever he was he would hear him? Was this another vampire thing? Should he try that? Not really heaving any other option he decided to try.
"Vin..cent...", he whispered and then called once more, a bit louder.
It was first time in his lonely life he was trying to ask someone for help. There never was anyone for him. At least not someone he would trust enough or want a help from. The deal with Vincent was entirely something else.

Vincent felt a pulse at the same time that he heard that broken voice in his head. He no longer had to think. His body moved on its own, getting dressed in a split second and traveling to the origin of that voice. Upon arriving, he was shot multiple times only for it to not effect him as he easily did away with the men outside before bursting his way into the building covered in his own blood and the blood of the men he had to dispose of. In no time at all, he tore apart the men that came at him to keep him from Rick. Each life he took with savage actions didn't phase him at all. He was acting on some sort of primal instinct that deemed him unable to think or feel anything as he made away with the mortals who attacked him only for him to rip them apart.

Rick observed or listened to it really amused. And actually glad. Even if that man took his ball and changed his body here and there.. he still was here. Saving him. Rick almost felt like crying when he saw at last the bloodied figure stepping inside the room he was held in.
"Vincent", he whispered, still trembling slightly.
If he would have enough blood he would get really excited at the sight before his eyes.

Vincent remained silent as he made his way over to Rick only to gather the smaller male into his arms, his bloodied form wrapping around Rick without him even thinking that he was getting Rick dirty pretty much everywhere with blood. He probably looked like an animal. He was covered in blood and bits of human flesh and even organs. He could've lost this man, his creation, had Rick not called out to him. This stubborn, sometimes arrogant being called out to him. "Rick..." Vincent mumbled. "Call my name again."

Rick hid his face into other's chest and sighed. It felt so good to be held in those arms.
"Vincent... I'm sorry for running away", he said softly and then looked up. "They cut off my fingers... I want to touch you though... Why are you making me feel like that? I'm lost.."
It was merely a whisper but he wanted to make love to the other male right then and there.

Vincent took one of Rick's hands and pressed it to his cheek, not caring that he couldn't feel Rick's fingers against his flesh. "I'm not making you feel anything...I told you...it's the bond that we share." he replied softly, then he leaned in and kissed Rick's lips deeply. "Let me get you home."

Rick hissed in pain when his hurt hand was pressed to other's cheek. Before he was able to protest he was shut up with a kiss. Nodding his head softly he felt his stomach clenching just thinking about going home.

It seemed to only take them a few short moments to get from where Rick had been taken back to the empty apartment. Something felt different in Vincent. He wasn't angry at Rick for leaving, he didn't feel like he had lost his sanity or control over hinself. All he kept thinking about was getting Rick home. For whatever reason, it was an unspoken desire that kept nagging at him. When he finally did get Rick back inside the apartment, he immediately laid Rick down on the floor by the couch and hovered over him, staring at him with eyes that were full of a need to do it with Rick again. He didn't know why. Rick just had his fingers taken off and they were both bloody, so why was he thinking about such a thing?

When he was laid down on the floor Rick looked at Vincent and the smirked, shaking his head.
"No fuckin' way. My hands are killing me and I'm hungry. Do something about it and we can do what you want", he said softly, without even an ounce of anger in his tone of voice.

Vincent blinked at the response he received, then chuckled softly. He wasn't disappointed, actually glad that one of them had a clear head. He moved off of Rick and over to the fridge where he pulled a blood bag out and he poked a straw into it as he made his way back over to Rick, kneeling down to hold it near Rick's face since he couldn't hold it without struggling.