Rick almost meowled when his so sensitive hole was being licked. It felt so strange and yet so good. His body was kind of weak right now so the only thing he was able to do with how hazy was his mind was just taking what Vincent wanted to give him.

Vincent stared at the other male the whole time he licked at Rick's entrance until it was mostly clean. Rick trusted him enough to act this way, or to even let himself get sucked into this position, once again. Vincent, even though Rick was out of it and extremely horny, knew that if he did anything more that Rick wouldn't forgive him, if he didn't show that he actually cared about Rick's well-being enough to pamper his creation after ravaging him. He slowly pulled away from Rick's entrance once it was cleaned of his seed and slowly lowered Rick's lower body back to the ground, then went to work on licking Rick's abdomen and chest clean while he let out an audible, low-toned purr.

Rick closed his eyes and moaned loudly, loving the tingling that was coming from the stimulation. Biting his pierced lower lip as his spilled some pre cum on his well trained stomach. As it all stopped he protested. Rick wanted more of it.... although the nice, skillful tongue felt good on his skin as well.

"Ricky...you know as well as I do that you can't take another round." Vincent playfully scolded at the protest he received before he continued licking Rick clean until all of the semen was gone, then he pulled back from Rick to start helping him dress. "At least let me get you home before you try tempting me again." he teased.

Rick said something at that but it came out as incoherent mumble. It was clear he was really tired and that his body had enough. Still he was hard and gasped now and then as clothes were being put on him.

Vincent dressed himself once he had Rick all dressed, though sloppily since Rick kept fidgeting and gasping every so often just from the clothes brushing against his sensitive skin. He pulled Rick up into the sitting position to make it easier for him to pick up the dark-haired male into his arms and he carried him out of the warehouse.

Rick just simply nuzzled his face into Cain's chest since he didn't want to see anything around them. His every and each sense seemed kind of sensitive right now he he just wished they could be back and he could stop feeling it all. Right now it wasn't to the point that it hurt him but it was uncomfortable.

Vincent had them back at the apartment in no time and he laid Rick down on the couch so that he could let Rick nap while he went to finally wash the sheets, but it was hard for him to pull away since Rick was still being rather clingy. It was strange how his little vampire could go from stubborn and mouthy to adorable in a blink. "You just lay here for a moment and I'll come back as soon as I'm done, okay?" he asked in a soft voice since Rick was still pretty sensitive.

Not really realising what was being said as soon as he was left alone he curled up on the couch. It took him some time but at last he was able to fall asleep. Especially since it was a bit easier for him since Vincent licked out almost all sperm that was inside him.

Vincent left to start washing the bedsheets by placing them in the washing machine. He leaned against the vibrating machine as it worked to get all of the bodily fluids out of the material until it was clean and smelled fresh and clean, then he moved the sheets to the dryer before he could put them back on the bed.

Rick was sleeping yet he wasn't so calm. It was clear he was dreaming of something really bad. It wasn't normal for the dark haired male to shift so much through his sleep or to let out any sounds. Normal was that he slept quietly and almost without moving, just like he was trying to not be seen or heard.

Vincent finally returned after pulling the sheets from the dryer and putting them back on the bed. Right away, he noticed that Rick was having a bad dream, indicated by the fact that Rick was moving around when he normally lies flat and still. He walked over to the side of the couch and knelt down before running his fingers comfortingly through Rick's dark locks to try and soothe the other male in his slumber.

Even if Vincent wanted to soothe the young vampire the resault of him touching Rick was that the blue eyes opened. It was followed by a nice punch, but because of how tired was Rick it was rather slow and kind of weak.

Vincent blinked seeing those blue eyes open. Before he could think of a smart-ass thing to say, he was punched across the left cheek, though it was a pretty weak one and felt more like a hard hit than a punch. "What was that for? I wasn't even molesting you that time." he said with a small pout as he looked at the other vampire.

Rick blinked as he slowly realised what must have happened. Rubbing his forehead he sighed.
"You could dodge it...", he grumbled, obviously having some trouble with focusing enough to be able to speak.

"I could've...but, where's the fun in dodging every hit you give me?" Vincent asked with a soft chuckle as he ran a finger along Rick's cheek tenderly. "My sweet vampire~." he added, knowing Rick's brain was still trying hard to process everything, especially words.

"Insane... bastard", sighed Rick and soon his eyes closed once again, this time with him being able to fall into some calmer sleep.

Vincent chuckled softly as he watched Rick fall asleep once again and he stood to cover Rick up in a blanket, then he picked Rick up into his arms without disturbing the other vampire so that he could carry Rick into the bedroom where he laid the coccooned Rick onto the mattress so he had a soft place to lay, much more comfortable than the couch.

Rick didn't wake up this time and only let out a sift sigh when placed on the bed. Not really moving, he looked as defenseless as any sleep creature could.

Vincent couldn't help but smile as he watched Rick sleep after he sat on the other side of the bed against the headboard and he reached over to run his fingers through those dark locks as Rick continued to sleep deeply in the blanket-cocoon. As much as Rick would probably say that he hated Vincent, he knew deep down Rick didn't really mean it. There was something between them keeping them bound, wasn't there? There had to be, otherwise he didn't think Rick would've gotten so excited from him killing the man that Rick was trying to get information from on the roof. It felt like years ago since then, but it really wasn't.

Rick's body was way too tired to let him wake up anymore so the young vampire was still sleeping, even with his hair being stroked.

After about twelve hours the ice blue eyes opened. Still all sleepy he looked around. Then he slowly remembered what had happened and why he was back here. Somehow he couldn't kept from smiling when he realised that Vincent saved him. And that he trusted the man enough to call him.
"Moron...", he grumbled barely audible, rolling his eyes since he wasn't sure if he was calling himself that or Vincent.

Vincent opened his eyes. He had fallen asleep eventually by Rick's side, even putting an arm around the blanket coccooning around Rick. He chuckled faintly after realizing what Rick said and he rubbed Rick's back over the blanket. "Love you too~." he softly teased.

"Ha. ha. Very funny", he grumbled, but none the less smiled since he knew all too well that without Vincent and him turning him into a vampire he would be long dead. "But I guess you're not so bad.. Thanks for saving me.."

Vincent tightened his arm around Rick and he even nuzzled into Rick's hair, or what hair he could see from under the blanket. "You're welcome...I told you that I would come if you called for me." he said softly.

"Yeah... but I kind of... didn't believe it", he muttered, looking into those red eyes. "You prove me wrong again and again. What an irritating old man you are.."

Vincent leaned in and kissed Rick's forehead gently as he chuckled yet again. "I can be irritating, can't I? So can you. You can be quite a brat sometimes, but that's part of the reason I have a hard time imagining my eternal existence without you."

"Tsk. You're a brat", muttered Rick and then sighed, bringing his hand to his face and observing his fingers. "Damn... I'm glad I have them back.. It would really suck without them.. Though I heard there are people that gets their rocks off on missing body parts. Kind of freaky if you asked me... although it's their business.."

"I've seen people get off from the thought of amputation, having their arms and legs completely gone and being used as nothing but a sex toy. Personally, I like you better with all your parts...especially below your waist~." Vincent replied teasingly.

"Whoa... that's sick..", he muttered and then added, smirking. "And you better keep liking that... One ball is everything you're getting out of me.."

"Aw, only one?~" Vincent replied in a teasing voice before he playfully ruffled Rick's hair gently.

"One is already too much, you ass", grumbled Rick but actually smiled when his hair were ruffled. "And stop doing that.. they look awful as they are without your help.."

Vincent grinned hearing that response and he slowly rolled ontop of Rick, his face inches from Rick's as he did so. "I can't help it~. Brats deserve to have their hair messed up from time to time~." he purred before laying a kiss to the side of Rick's face.

"And who is a brat?", he asked, rolling his eyes and then added with a smirk, teasing. "Since you got on me does that mean you want me to fuck your slutty ass?"

"Mm...maybe...to make up for treating you so roughly before." Vincent answered in a purr, then he began suckling and nibbling on Rick's neck gently.

Rick gasped at that though he soon realised he was kind of 'imprisoned' in the 'cocoon' he was. Sighing deeply he wondered why he ended up like that.
"Mhm.. And maybe first to damn.. nnn.... breakfast?", he said, enjoying the slight stimulation of his skin.

"Mm~...you hungry, Ricky?~ I can go to the store to get some things to make breakfast if you want. Maybe even bring you breakfast in bed, since you're probably a little sore." Vincent replied softly before he went right back to kissing and suckling on the side of Rick's neck.

Fuck... he couldn't even move his hands wrapped like that in the covers. Well.. he could try to struggle but he felt just too weak to try that. And it wasn't like someone was about to kill him so why trying so hard.
"Yeah. Sounds nice.. though I thought you can't cook?", he asked, rising his eyebrows and then shuddering since Cain was really good with his lips.

"I can't really, but that doesn't mean that I can't try...unless you wanted to try and move around." Vincent replied as he lifted his head to look at Rick's eyes this time.

"With you on top of me.. and rolled in those covers like that I can only dream to try", he muttered, rolling his eyes yet once again. "And.. you can try cooking something.. Sounds amusing~"

"Alright. But, you can't complain if it's a little burnt...or a lot...or smoking." Vincent replied playfully before he got off of Rick to get himself dressed so he could leave for the store.