He Would, Too

OH MY GODS??

cosmic kiss

alien!josh kiszka x female!reader

a/n: if this fic is familiar to you that is because i wrote it last year during spooky season & posted it to my old blog, stardustschords. i’ve added to it a bit and now i’m reposting. my best friend @alwayzthere helped me with the ideas here last year when i wrote this. PLEASE READ THE WARNINGS.

warnings: explicit sexual content, 18+. in this fic, josh is an extra-terrestrial being. all parties are consenting. josh has magic hands and an even more magical tongue. (i have added a disclaimer to the end in case the “plot twist” doesn’t make sense.)

tags: pls let me know if you’d like to be added or removed. @alwayzthere @strangersingold @garbagevanfleet @harmonyhous @obetrolncocktails @godlygreta @gardenvanfleet @singingmangoes @tripthelight-fanfic @theweightofstardust @teddiie @gretavanfleas @brokenbellz @jordierama

“aliens aren’t fucking real, daniel. you’re ridiculous. the fact that you drug me out into this cornfield in the middle of the night is bullshit!” you spew, angry that you’d once again agreed to danny’s shenanigans. apparently sam was unavailable, so daniel forced you to accompany him on his overnight attempt at proving aliens did, in fact, exist.

“i brought blankets and snacks!” he says, flashing you a warm smile, but you didn’t reciprocate. “it’s cold as fuck out here danny, this is so dumb.” you chide, smacking him lightly on the shoulder. you watch as he pulls out some filming equipment, and he giggles as you ask where he got it from. “i borrowed it from the twins.” he goes on to explain to you that cell phone cameras are less likely to capture paranormal or extra-terrestrial activity, so it’s better to use film cameras or disposable.

the twins were sam’s older brothers. jake was the younger twin, by five minutes, which josh made known every chance he got, and he was talented and musical and just fun to be around. josh, however… was a different story. to say you had it bad for josh was an understatement. he was theatrical, loud, and he carried himself with such a lovely, confident air. any time you saw his smile you swore you could take off in flight. you’d told daniel about your crush, but you could never tell sam, because you knew he’d rat you out.

you scoffed at daniel, scolding him for borrowing their equipment for such an idiotic idea. he shook his head at you before going back to setting up.

when he was done he helped you lay out the blanket, and you just sat with him for a while and talked. “danny, this is dumb. can we go home?” you question, but he shakes his head no. “we have to wait! i know aliens are real and i saw online that tonight was the perfect night. just be patient, y/n.”

“this is like when linus spent all night waiting for the great pumpkin.”

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you tried to be patient, but you fell asleep. you were convinced you’d been having some strange dream until you opened your eyes to a solid white room, and your body strapped to a very cold metal table. you blinked your eyes rapidly, unsure of what was going on, and you saw two people standing over in the corner.

in your dream, you remembered a bright light droning down upon you and danny, but after that, everything went black. the people in the corner walked over to you, and you noticed a strange looking woman and…. josh?

you looked over at him and he smiled at you, and all you could do was cry. “please let me up from this table, josh. this isn’t funny. you guys got your halloween prank.”

you saw the woman next to him, who had the strangest eyes you’d ever seen, jotting your every word down on to a notepad. “hello, young one,” josh stated, reaching out to wrap a strand of your hair around his finger, “i am not your friend josh. we are extraterrestrials, and i have taken the form of that whom you most desire.”

tears began to flow even more as you realized that danny HAD told josh of your crush. he looked over at the woman, who you’d assumed he’d hired on for the act, and made a face at her, to which she continued to write. “look, i know this is funny to you guys. i’m sure you probably hired all these people that you knew from your acting and had them help you set all this up, but josh, i’m begging you. please let me go home.”

“listen, pet. i’m sorry that this is confusing for you. since you don’t believe me, i can show you if you’d like.” he speaks, his tone soft and endearing. you shake your head yes at him, and he slowly reaches out to trace a finger up your arm. the moment his digit traced your skin, you felt vibrations begin to flow through you, and the place where he touched you began to glow iridescent.

you stare at him with a bewildered look, but he just flashes you that beautiful smile. “i know this is confusing, and you can still call me josh if you’d like.” you aren’t sure what to say, so you keep quiet. he turns to the woman and nods once and she exits the room. once she’s gone, josh unhooks you from the few wires attached to your forearms and lets the straps binding you to the table loose.

you rub your arms to soothe where the restraints had been and you looked over to josh - the alien - to see what he’d say next. you sat up from the table and glanced around the room. he smiled at you before reaching out and tucking your hair behind your ear. “would you like to know why you’re here?” he asked, and you shook your head yes. you still only half believed this was happening. “i’m very interested in human-kind… and their carnal desires. because i can take the shape of your greatest desire, i’d like to know the reactions you’d give to him if he were to touch you. does that make sense?”

“not really,” you respond, “i still don’t really believe you. this is so weird.” he lets out a soft laugh and runs a hand along your arm, sending shockwaves through you. “you should trust in me, pet. i won’t hurt you” he says, leaning in to you to smell your hair. he places a soft kiss to your ear before asking, “is this okay? may i touch you?”

you nod your head yes and so he reaches down to wrap his hand around your wrist before squeezing it. you can feel the vibrations running up your arm again, matching your heartbeat and creating a deep thrum through your chest. his other hand glides along your jawline, cupping it, and he pulls his face away from your hair to make eye contact with you. before you can register what you’re doing, you grab him by the back of the head and kiss him, your lips meeting ungraciously.

you feel him laugh into your mouth before indulging you for a short moment. his lips are soft and pink and taste vaguely of strawberry, and though it may not be the real josh, you feel drunk from his kiss. he pulls away after a minute or so, and you can feel heat rise to your cheeks as you await his reaction. “i see you’re quite impulsive” he says, rubbing his hands up both your arms. you let a soft laugh fall from your lips before telling him, “i’d never have the guts to do that to the real josh.”

he stares at you for a moment before asking if he can continue, and you tell him yes. he leans back into you, pressing kisses to your jaw, and slowly starts to work his way down your neck. he skirts his fingers just below the hem of your shirt, and suddenly, you feel bold once again. you grab the thin material and whip it over your head, tossing it down to the floor. his eyes widen for a moment as he notices your lace bralette, but then he reaches a hand out to cup your breast over it.

he gradually begins to trail kisses down your neck and into the valley of your breasts before he slips a hand under the bralette and works it over your head himself. you let him take it off you and he throws it down to meet your shirt, and then trails even more kisses over your newly exposed flesh. you arch forward into his touch and you hear him hum in satisfaction as he latches his mouth around one of your nipples. the feeling of his mouth on you with the added vibration that you’re given from his touch is making your brain cloud, and you close your eyes so as not to get dizzy. he pulls away from you softly to ask you to look at him, and you try your best to keep your eyes open.

once he’s satisfied with the work he’s done on your chest, he continues down your stomach, dropping to his knees on the floor. he looks up at you through his eyelashes and you feel your heart melt, until he asks you, “may i taste you?”

you don’t think that you can ever speak again, much less answer his question with a single word, so you just nod your head yes and lean back slightly on the table. he slowly pulls your pants and underwear down your legs, and then he helps you position yourself so that your knees are bent and your feet are flat on the cool metal. he leans into you slowly, pressing kisses to your thighs, and then slowly begins to roll your clit with his tongue. you make eye contact with him and he takes it as encouragement to continue, and you mewl as you feel his strong hands wrap around your thighs to hold you closer to him.

at first when you feel his tongue prodding at your hole, you jump, but then your body melts into him as a wave of euphoria washes over you. at first it feels gentle, as it would if you were being eaten out by a normal human… but then it changes. you can feel the muscle begin to grow thicker and longer inside of you, and josh curls it upward to press into your g-spot. his grip on your thighs changes as he begins to radiate vibration back into you, and you’re sure the noises leaving your body are other-wordly.

you stare down at him, his face pressed into you, and you think you’re going to black out when he flashes you a wink. his tongue is so deep inside of you that you can feel it hitting your cervix, and you struggle against his grasp as you try to push yourself farther down onto him, if at all possible. you feel him laugh against you and the added vibration of his voice almost knocks you over the edge. every languid movement he makes inside of you pushes you closer and closer to your impending orgasm, but just before you cum, he stops. he moves his face away from you and stands, and you almost begin to sob from the loss of contact. “it’s okay, don’t cry,” he says softly, leaning back into your neck and kissing you, “we aren’t done. i just want to feel you cum around me, that’s all.”

he begins to suck and bite at your neck slowly, painting the skin with pink and purple marks. you’ll be glad to reminisce over those for the next few days. you grab his shoulders and push him backwards slightly before gripping your fingers into his hair and pulling him towards you, your mouth meeting his clavicle. you bite into it gently, because if you get marks so does he, alien or not. he moves slightly to lift his shirt over his head and you blush realizing that you’re completely exposed to him while he’s been fully clothed.

you watch him as he tugs his pants down his legs, following with his underwear. his cock springs upward against his abdomen and you find yourself blushing at the sight of it. it’s beautiful, like him, and you wonder if that’s what josh ACTUALLY looks like naked. as if he can read your mind, he hooks a finger under your chin and whispers, “what you’re seeing is what you get, baby.”

you lean back a little farther on the table and he places himself between your legs, slowly inching his cock towards you. you whimper as you feel him slide it through your folds and tap it against your clit. once he’s done teasing he pushes into the hilt, and the feeling of him buried inside you is almost enough to make you cum right then. he begins to rock himself in and out of you slowly, and you grab onto his hands and squeeze them hard. you’ve never been made to feel this way before, and your body isn’t sure how to react.

every inch of your body is slowly being coated with pleasure, and every movement from josh is a driving force tipping you over the ledge. “cum for me, it’s okay” he assures you, and you can feel yourself slipping after only a few moments of him fucking you. it doesn’t take long for him to cum either, his body working over yours with soft grunts and pants. once he’s finished he pulls out, and then sweetly helps you clean up before you slip into unconsciousness.

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your body jolts awake suddenly, and after rubbing your eyes a few times you realize you’re in daniel’s room. you look over to the floor and see a pile of blankets there, so you assume that’s where he slept. he walks casually through the door, scrunching his hair with a towel, and smiles at you.

“did you sleep okay?” he questions, and you give him a strange look. “i had this crazy ass dream, actually. how’d we get back here?”

he tells you that he got bored after you dozed off and decided the trip was dumb, so he helped you into the car and you just came back and crashed at his place. you nod, your focus still lingering on the dream you’d just had. “go get cleaned up,” he says, tossing you a hoodie, “we’re picking the kiszka’s up and going to breakfast.”

you walk down the hall to his bathroom and inspect yourself in the mirror, sucking in a sharp gasp when you see your neck littered with marks… so you hadn’t been dreaming all along. you wash up and change your clothes before meeting danny outside, slipping into the front passenger seat next to him. he makes the short drive to the boys apartment, and you laugh as you see them stroll outside.

jake hops in behind you, wishing you a good morning and giving you a soft smile before smirking at the marks you’ve got on your throat. josh clambers into the car next, scooting himself into the middle seat. he says nothing, but he has a playful grin on his face. next comes sam, and as he gets in the car he curses and tells josh to “scoot the fuck over.”

josh doesn’t oblige, but you can tell they’ve been bickering all morning because jake seems to have had enough. he grabs josh by the collar of his shirt and yanks him closer to his side, and your breath hitches in your throat as his left clavicle is exposed to you. a bite mark in the shape of your mouth is forming there, deep and purple.

josh doesn’t say a word, but he meets your gaze in the rearview before winking at you, and then sticking out his tongue tauntingly.

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disclaimer: josh was an alien the whole time. lived an entire life on earth as an alien. he probably is one in real life. who’s to say?

HOLYYY FREAK IM SO NORMAL ABOUT THIS

Thanks for tuning in to another chapter of this shit show. It keeps getting worse from here so, I’m sorry?

Pairings: Sam Kiszka X Danny Wagner *slash

Warnings and tags: 18+ only please for the love of all that’s good, graphic depictions of grief, aftermath of violence, dealing with character death, shock, guilt, lots of angst, blood, drinking blood, some kissing, vampire!AU

Word count: 6k

Jake you need to come home, it’s Josh.

5:48PM…

*a constant high pitched ringing blurred everything in the background*

6:15PM…

“Sam? Sam what happened?!” Jake was yelling but Sam couldn’t hear him, he just sat immobile with his eyes fixed straight ahead. The knobs on the cabinets were digging into his back but he couldn't feel it. The only thing he could feel was how the blood dried on his hands stuck in the curls on Josh’s head as he stroked his hair back and forth, back and forth… waiting for the sun to go down.

“We need to get him to the hospital!” Jake’s frantic voice finally broke through the buzzing in Sam’s head as he tried to pry his twin’s limp form from Sam’s hold.

“No!” Sam cried out, feeling his cheeks warm up as tears started streaming down his face again. “We have to wait for Daniel. I’m waiting for Daniel-” his voice trailed off as his pupils constricted, giving him tunnel vision again. He was staring back ahead, trying to dissociate until Danny came to fix this mess.

Another hour passed and Jake had given up on trying to do anything to get Sam to release his brother’s body. He always thought with all of his professional training he would be able to remain calm in a situation like this. Josh was a clutz, he banged himself up pretty often and he always let Jake patch him up with a steady hand and a clear head. This however he never could have prepared for. Seeing his other half lie lifelessly on the floor.

Working as an emergency room nurse Jake saw his fair share of blood and it never phased him, until now. There was so much blood. All over the kitchen floor, all over Sam’s clothes, and all over Josh. He’d already emptied his stomach into the sink once, Sam not even flinching at the sound of Jake’s wrenching above him.

Now he sat at the table, his back turned away from the scene with his head slumped over in his hands. He knew they needed to call the cops, he wanted to call the cops, but he was still in shock and he feared how Sam might lash out if someone else even tried to come near them.

Josh was… dead? How could this have happened? He needed answers, but the only person who had any possible answers was in even worse shape than he was. Was Sam here when it happened? Is that why he was so out of it right now? Jake was jumping to conclusions, but what else could he do? He clearly wasn’t here.

No, he wasn’t here to protect Josh, and what was he doing instead? Hooking up with just another nobody when he should have been home.

Neither of them really registered the sun setting behind the kitchen window, nor did they realize that all of the lights had still been on until the fiery orange glow that cast shadows was replaced with the harsh artificial light above them. Any minute now Danny would be here, Sam kept telling himself that over and over again as his eyes started to feel heavy.

“Sammy?…” A hoarse but comfortingly familiar voice shattered the silence that had enveloped the house. Both Sam and Jake’s heads snapped towards the sound, watching in shared shock and subject horror as Josh’s eyes blinked slowly open.

“I’m here” Sam choked out, resuming the petting his hand had grown too tired to continue before.

Another sound startled Sam, the chair clattering against the floor as Jake stood up so quickly it knocked over. “Josh?” He called out, so incredibly confused but overwhelmingly happy at the same time that he hadn’t lost the most important person in the world to him. But how could this be happening? Josh was all but dead merely seconds ago, and now he was trying to sit up until Sam pulled him back down into his lap.

Jake wanted to run over to him and throw his arms around his shoulders, vowing to never let go again, but just as he started to take a step towards them the front door was thrown open and Danny came running inside.

“Please! Help him!” Sam finally snapped into some semblance of himself when he saw Danny’s form looming over them, immediately zeroing in on the gash on Josh’s neck.

“I’m so sorry Sam…” Danny muttered, backing away slowly to allow Jake to lower himself onto the floor in front of them in his place.

“What’s wrong with him?” Jake questioned, his fingers brushing against the wound making Josh wince slightly. He hadn’t seen this before, but it was clearly the source of all the blood. It looked like his artery had been torn open yet somehow he was awake and trying to speak.

“Vam-” Josh’s voice cracked and his brows furrowed as he tried to swallow to no avail.

“What?” Jake leaned in closer, trying to get his answers.

“Vampires” Sam spoke up for him, his eyes meeting Danny’s from across the kitchen. “He was attacked by vampires”.

Of course Jake didn’t believe him, at least not at first. But as he followed Sam’s gaze and looked up at Danny who was standing at a distance, watching and waiting until they’d had a second to process, his own eyes widened.

“Is he going to be alright?” Sam questioned Danny, the two of them being the only one’s in the room who’d had extra time to understand this at all.

Danny bit his lip, carefully choosing his next words. “Yes, in a way he will be. He’s in transition”.

Sam choked out another sob and Josh with barely any energy reached up to swipe his thumb across Sam’s cheekbone.

Jake broke then, shouting “please!” to get everyone’s attention. “Will someone tell me what is going on?!”

“I know this is a lot for you to take in right now” Danny was trying to sound as calm and composed as he could, but internally he was just as panicked as Jake was. “I need you to listen to me, if Josh doesn’t drink human blood by the time the sun comes up tomorrow morning then he will die”.

“Why are you saying this?” Jake began to cry as well, so absolutely terrified of losing his brother again.

“Here”. Sam reached for Jake's hand, pulling him closer and using his support to help stand up as they traded places while holding Josh’s head up.

Jake dried his eyes on his shoulders, the only comfort he had now being Josh’s weak grasp on his pant leg. “Wait, what are you doing?” He questioned when he calmed back down a bit, watching as Sam pulled his hair into a bun at the top of his head, a determined look in his eye.

Danny quickly caught on to what Sam was intending to do and pulled him aside in an attempt to talk to him one-on-one. “I don’t think that’s a good idea” Jake still managed to overhear him saying. “He won’t have much control, and it’s not been long since the last time…”

“I don’t care”.

“Sam, I can help him find someone-”

“No” Sam abruptly shut him down. “I’m not letting my brother feed on some stranger”.

“Well then maybe we can just give him some in a glass”.

“Does it look like he can drink from a glass right now?” Sam spat out in defiance. “He can hardly hold his eyes open!”

While the two of them were arguing, Jake took it upon himself to find a solution of his own. He searched the area around him for something he could reach to help, his eyes landing on the handle of a knife left sitting out on the kitchen counter just above him. Blindly and as stealthily as he could to not jostle Josh in his lap too much he reached overhead and grasped for the knife, his fingers brushing against the cold steel before he gripped the handle and brought it down.

Just as Sam proved there was nothing Danny could say to stop him he turned back towards his brothers, the air being knocked out of his chest when he saw Jake running the blade against his wrist.

Jake wasn’t sure he really believed them, but he’d do anything to save Josh now. Anything to right his wrong. So as crimson started to pour from his cut he turned his wrist over and pressed it firmly against Josh’s bluish lips.

“Come on Josh, you need to drink it” Sam encouraged him, getting back onto his knees in front of them as he watched the blood run in a line down his chin. In an attempt to help he used his thumb to pry his lips apart, and Jake quickly replaced his wrist as Josh finally closed them back around the hot skin.

As if what little energy Jake had left was flowing from him into Josh, he lifted his arms and wrapped his hands around the wrist at his mouth, his tongue poking out to lap at the opening where blood was still flowing out.

“That should be enough” Danny instructed, still watching from a distance to see if they’d be able to handle it on their own. “Sam” he spoke louder when Josh didn’t even try to stop.

“Hey, you’re ok” Sam cooed, urging Josh to regain focus. “It’s going to be ok”.

Josh released Jake’s arm who pulled it back and accepted a towel Danny offered him to wrap tightly around his cut. He licked his lips and swallowed again, feeling the numbness in his throat subside as warmth trickled down into his stomach.

“Thank you” Josh began to regain control of his voice and muscles as he slowly sat up and wrapped his arms around Sam’s shoulders.

“You scared me” Sam was still shaking as he reciprocated the hug, meeting Jake's equally teary eyes.

Danny put his hand on Sam’s shoulder, helping each of the brother’s back to their feet one by one. “Come on, let's give him a chance to clean up in the shower then we’ll all talk”.

Josh nodded his head, allowing Jake to place his arm over his shoulder and walk with him towards his room and en-suite bathroom.

Sam and Danny spent the time that Josh was showering to clean up the mess in the kitchen. They ultimately decided to just throw the towels away that they’d used to soak up the pool of blood instead of attempting to get the stains out. With everything double bagged in a kitchen trash bag and then in a large black lawn bag Danny offered to take it out to the trash while Sam and Jake went upstairs to also change.

“So Danny is a vampire?” Jake asked once he’d pulled an old black t-shirt over his head, having tossed a change of clothes for Sam to borrow onto his bed. Sam didn’t respond, he didn’t want to start this talk alone but he knew Jake wasn’t going to just drop it that easily. “Seriously Sam? Just when we thought you were getting your shit together”.

“What do you want from me Jake?” Sam turned around and hissed, “Vampire or not, Danny is a great guy. This wasn’t his fault…” The last part he didn’t sound so convinced about. It was like he was also trying to make himself believe it too.

“But he knows why this happened?” Jake continued. Of course he knew there was something else Sam and Danny wasn’t telling them, Jake was too smart to not have his suspicions.

“Let’s just go back downstairs. We’ll explain everything”. And with that Sam pulled the pants on Jake had offered him, not even waiting until he’d finished buttoning them before he was already turning and making his way out the door.

Everyone regathered in the living room, having had enough of the kitchen setting even with the evidence of what had happened almost completely erased. Danny could still smell the faint remnants of blood though, and he’d been stiff as a board trying to be on his best behavior now that everyone was all looking at him for answers.

“Josh?” He began tenderly and cautiously, “do you remember what happened?”

The eyes in the room shifted to where Josh was curled up in the chair with a blanket draped around his shoulders. His hair was still dripping wet from the shower, but for once in his life he didn’t seem phased by the state he was in. “A man,” he began with a crinkle between his brows as he tried to remember every detail he could before it all went black. “Last night I got home from the bar. I couldn’t sleep so I was having a glass of wine in my office when someone knocked at the door”.

“And you let him into the house?” Sam interrupted, though it didn’t quite hit him that he was the only one who really knew the implications of inviting a stranger into your home since he’d met Danny. He and his brother’s were raised in southern hospitality. When some came knocking at your door you let them in with a smile.

“He said he was a detective” Josh used as an excuse for his ignorance - though he couldn’t have known any better. “He was dressed in a suit and he showed me a badge. Said he was investigating a missing person case and the last place they were seen was the bar so he wanted to ask me a few questions. So of course I let him in. I grabbed my glass of wine and led him into the dining room. I asked if he wanted anything to drink and left him at the table to put on some tea. When I came back we talked for a little while. I kept drinking my wine, and let me tell you I’ve had more than one glass of wine after coming home, but this one must’ve really hit me because I started to feel really light headed”.

“He must have spiked your glass with vampire blood” Danny explained. “It can have mind altering effects on humans”.

“And if you die with it in your system…” Sam started to add, but Danny squeezed his hand to quiet him. The last thing they needed was a brand new vampire with little to no impulse control knowing how the transformation process worked.

Josh had already understood what Sam was going to say though, and he realized that whoever this was, they had meant to turn him on purpose. He swallowed hard, still feeling the soreness even though his wound had magically healed already, and finished his story. “I excused myself to get my own cup of tea, and I was getting ready to cut up some lemons for it when he grabbed me from behind and bit me in the neck. Next thing I know I’m waking up on the floor and well, yeah”.

“So do you know who this was?” Jake spoke up next, looking at Danny as he avoided eye contact with Sam. “Why come here? Why us?” He used us liberally even though Josh was the only one who was hurt because Jake considered an attack on any of them was an attack on them all.

“I can’t say for sure without more information,” Danny answered straight, watching as Jake huffed and ran his fingers through his hair in frustration. “But, I don’t think Josh was the one he was after. I think it was supposed to be Sam”.

Jake finally looked up and met his youngest brother's gaze, his eyes wild with hearing that after what had already happened they were still in potential danger. He didn’t care about details anymore, he just wanted to protect his family. “So what do we do?”

“You two should be safe here now, just don’t let anyone else who you don’t know into the house. And do you have a basement?”

Jake nodded his head, opening a mental tab to take notes on Danny’s instructions.

“Josh should set up a room down there, no sunlight can get in”. Danny turned to speak to Josh directly now, making sure he understood the living conditions he’d have to abide by from now on. “You won’t burst into flames but it’ll burn, like hell”. He waited for him to nod as well, then continued with Jake who was the most alert out of the bunch. “Make sure he goes down before the sun comes up, and if the door has a lock, lock him in there. It will take some time for his mind to get used to the new sleep cycle and if he wakes up during the day he can get confused. It’s for his safety and your own”.

“I will” Jake assured him, but Josh quickly voiced his own opinion on the matter.

“Jake! You have to work! You can’t be here taking care of me. And what about the bar? Who’s going to open for lunch? Terry can’t handle it by himself every day!”

“I’ll call in the morning and tell them I need to take the week off” Jake replied without hesitation. “It’ll be fine, I know a few people who have been looking to pick up some hours anyway. This is where I should be”.

“And I’ll keep an eye on the bar for the time being” Sam chimed in. “Terry and I can take turns opening. And Danny can help me close up until we get all of this figured out”.

“I’ll be able to go back to work right?” Josh looked like he could tear up as he looked at Danny for support, but he wasn’t sure he was even capable of something as simple and human as crying anymore. “I mean, at night right?”

“Eventually, but it would be best to take a few days to adjust. You’ll feel ill for a while until your body accepts the transformation, and then you’ll be hungry…”

If Josh didn’t already look frightened, he really did now. How was he supposed to just ‘adjust’ to needing to drink blood to stay alive? If he could even call what he was now alive at all. He already felt it, like his stomach was full of bile that needed to be expelled but he didn’t want to throw up now, not in front of everyone so they could worry about him even more.

Jake stood and placed his hand on Josh’s blanketed shoulder, the same one that was now bandaged up at the wrist. “I’ll take care of it. I can run by the hospital and take a couple of blood bags. We go through them all the time no one will notice if a few are missing”.

“So it’s settled then. The two of you stay here, lay low, and we’ll check in every day. Sam’s staying with me, it’s the safest place for him to be right now”.

It wasn’t ideal. None of it was. And there were still so many unanswered questions no one had the energy to continue to debate it right now. Even if they spent all night talking about it, nothing would change. Josh was a vampire. The only thing they could do now was accept it and try to move on, together.

“Fucking hell. This shit is harder than it looks” Sam grumbled to himself as he entered in the bar tickets for the fourth time, having had to start over every time he messed it up since he didn’t know how to stop in the middle to fix it. He squinted again at a receipt smudged with the rim of a glass, trying to decipher the tip amount so he didn’t accidentally over or under charge anyone.

“That’s an eight, not a three” Diane pointed a pink manicured nail to the first digit scribbled on the tip line. She’d finished her closing duties nearly an hour ago, so she had just been hanging around watching Sam struggle with a smug grin on her face before she decided to actually get up and help him.

“Right, thanks” Sam tried to act truly grateful, even though all she’d done all night was try to make this job ten times harder for him. What was her deal with him? She had gotten ten times worse recently.

“Where’s Josh anyway? Haven’t seen him in a few days?” She asked, her tone switching to sounding sincere. Contrary to her never ending competition with Sam, she quite liked Josh… and she needed this job so if something was wrong she wanted to know if it was time to jump ship before it sank.

“He’s not been feeling well. Took the week off to recover but he should be back soon”. It had been three days since Sam found Josh laying in a puddle of his own blood, having been turned into a vampire against his will by some unknown enemy that may or may not still be after them. None of that was any of Diane’s business though, so he stuck to the same cover story he’d been using on everyone else who asked where their beloved ball of sunshine was. Hopefully Josh would retain his jovial attitude in his return, otherwise his favorite customers would easily be able to detect something was off with him.

“Are you ready?” Danny came up from behind Sam, Diane’s eye falling on his hand that came to rest on Sam’s hip before she rolled them and left to gather up her jacket and bag.

“I think I’m almost done” Sam replied, tidying up the stack of receipts and paper clipping them together to put into the folder in Josh’s office along with the cash bag in the safe. “Hey, do you think we can stop by and see them for a bit? Terry is opening tomorrow so I have a few hours to spare”.

“Of course, I’m sure Josh would like an update on things here anyway”. Danny had been continuing fixing up everything on their list even while Josh was stuck at home. He needed to keep an eye on Sam anyway, so there was no better place for him to be.

With everything locked up they headed to his brothers’ house, Sam growing more and more quiet the closer they got to the neighborhood until he was parked outside and staring at the lights shining through the windows. They were home. Of course they were, where else would they be?

“He’s going to be happy to see you” Danny tried to read Sam’s thoughts based off of his facial expressions, or lack thereof. Sam wasn’t worried about that though, Josh loved him to death - and after, he knew that hadn’t changed. What did worry him was seeing his brother in this state. He knew Josh had transformed but how much of him had changed? He needed to find out sooner or later.

When they made their way to the door, Sam took the lead and knocked, his fists clenching and relaxing over and over again at his sides as he waited for one of them to answer the door. It was Jake who ultimately cracked it open and stuck his head out, cautious of who could possibly be visiting at this hour.

“Sam?” He answered, though he didn’t pull the door open any wider.

“Hey, can we come in for a bit?” Sam asked, his eyes already trying to look past Jake to see if Josh was nearby.

Jake nibbled on the bottom of his lip for a moment. He looked like he was about to try and find an excuse to tell them no, but after a moment he sighed and stepped aside. “Yeah, come in”.

What’s his deal? Sam wondered as he crossed the threshold first, thinking it odd that Jake was wearing a sweater when it was hot enough to make his hair stick to his forehead. “Everything alright?”

“Hmm?” Jake acted like he didn’t know why Sam was asking that. He closed the door behind Danny and adjusted the ends of his sleeves down around his palms before taking them both to the living room where Josh was.

“Hey! I didn’t know you were stopping by!” Contradictory to Jake’s weirdness, Josh looked excited to see them as he jumped up from the chair and pulled Sam into a tight hug.

“Yeah, we decided to come see you” Sam wrapped his arms around Josh’s too but he had to tap on his back to get him to loosen his grip. “Ouch Josh, you’re squeezing me like a gorilla”.

“Right, sorry seems I don’t know my own strength anymore” Josh pulled back, flashing him a toothy smile.

“It’ll get easier to regulate yourself” Danny said as he too got a hug from Josh.

Maybe nothing really had changed… Sam thought to himself as he watched the two of them hug and laugh as Danny filled him in on where they were with the repairs. He started to feel less worried, at least that was until he looked over at Jake again who was reaching over to clean up a dirty plate from the coffee table and caught a glimpse of something on his wrist.

Sam followed him into the kitchen, the other two hardly even noticing they had left the room. When Jake dumped the scraps into the trash and left the plate in the sink Sam caught his arm and pulled up his sleeve before Jake could shove him off. “Sam! Don’t!” He shouted, alerting Danny and Josh who both found their way to them in just a few seconds.

“What the hell is this?” Sam exposed a unique looking pair of puncture marks on Jake’s wrist, ones that matched a still healing wound he himself had on his inner thigh.

“It’s exactly what it looks like” Jake snatched his arm away and pulled his sleeve back down to cover it again, though in the harsh pull of the material it exposed another bite on his collar.

“Jesus Jake, another?!” Sam pointed at his neck and Jake tried to hide that one too with his hand. “You’ve been letting him feed off of you?”

“And! What else was I supposed to do? Just let him suffer?” Jake spat back in defense.

“No! But it's dangerous! Why didn’t you call us?”

“Because I have everything under control. We’re fine Sam, you see? So why don’t you two just leave already!”

“Jake-” Josh tried to speak, but he himself felt just as guilty about putting Jake in danger. He’d just been so thirsty, but he couldn’t bring himself to hurt anyone. So when Jake kept insisting he didn’t know what else to do.

“Come on, give them a break. Jake looks fine”. Danny tried to calm his boyfriend but Sam only slapped his hand away and ran out of the house. “Are you ok?” He stayed behind to ask Jake.

“I’m fine” Jake bit out. He knew how much blood loss a body could withstand, and Josh hadn’t gotten anywhere close to actually harming him. He was just taking care of what he needed to.

“And you?” Danny asked Josh next, who didn’t respond in time. “I’ll come over tomorrow night and teach you how to feed safely. Just please try to stay in control until then”. Josh’s face scrunched into frustration and he stormed away, Jake following closely behind leaving Danny to go chase after Sam himself.

“I can’t believe him!” Sam fumed as he sped towards Danny’s house. “What if something had happened? How does he think Josh would be able to live with himself if he hurt him?”

“It’s my fault” Danny tried to shift the blame so Sam wouldn’t be mad at his brothers. “I should’ve known the blood bags wouldn’t last long. New vampires always go through more than they need”.

“See!” Sam only continued to get more and more mad. “Jake thinks he can handle this, but what if Josh loses control? What then?”

“This is actually a pretty good thing, if Josh is drinking from the vein instead of a cup then that means he’s handling his transition really well. The bites looked even, his fangs must’ve come in all the way by now. It’s time to teach him to start hunting”.

Sam’s grip tightened on his steering wheel as he pulled up to Danny’s house and he threw the car in park before turning to Danny with a scowl on his face. “I need you to have my back on this Daniel. You don’t know them like I do, this isn’t a good thing”.

“I do,” Danny sighed, once again feeling guilty for not knowing how to help them the right way. He’d never done this before, having refused over the years to turn anyone despite the few that had asked him to. “I’ll say something to him tomorrow, is that alright?”

“Yes” Sam exhaled as well, letting his hands fall off the steering wheel into his lap.

“I’m sorry you’re upset” Danny reached over and tucked some of the loose ends from his bun around his ear. “How can I make it up to you?”

“I just want to go to bed” Sam answered, popping his door open and stepping outside, not even waiting for Danny to follow him as he marched over to the side of the house and stood outside the cellar doors until Danny joined him and unlocked the padlock around the handles.

Danny let Sam enter first, making a solo trip into the house to check on a few things, and also give him a little bit of space to cool off. When he made his own way down into the room Sam was already in bed, his hair let down and his back turned away from the door with the blanket pulled up high around his shoulder. He crawled in next to him slowly in case Sam was already asleep, pausing to brush his fingers against the top of his back just so he could feel the way his body moved with each deep breath.

Though he had dozed off waiting for Danny to come down, Sam rustled first then rolled over. With sleep still trying to pull him under, Sam blinked up at the faint outline of Danny’s form covered in a soft glow from the night lights. One hand reached forward and his palm slid against Danny’s jaw who leaned his head into the touch and closed his eyes. Sam pulled him closer, connecting their mouths as Danny came to lay down next to him.

“I’m sorry” Danny apologized again, his voice a quiet tickle against Sam’s lips.

Sam knew he should probably say something, tell Danny it was alright to ease a little bit of his guilt, but what could he possibly say that would make all of this alright? He had willingly put himself in harm’s way when leaving with Danny the night they met, but he hadn’t expected his brother’s would also suffer the consequences of that rash decision. Maybe guilt is what they needed to feel, guilt for rushing into this relationship without thought to who else could get hurt along the way.

For tonight though, Sam didn’t want to feel guilty anymore. He’d felt guilty most of his life for things that were ultimately out of his control. He has thought that with Danny at least, he was finally in some sort of control. If gambling with his life was any way to gain jurisdiction over fate.

Not wanting to think about blame or guilt anymore, Sam pressed his lips against Danny’s again. Danny kissed him back, not knowing how Sam had gotten over his anger so easily but unwilling to stop and question it as he slid his arm between Sam and the mattress and held him closer. Sam parted his lips, deepening the kiss with a swipe of his tongue that Danny responded to by allowing him inside.

They stayed like that for a while, just holding each other until Sam needed a break to catch his breath. Danny could feel him pressed up against his thigh hard and hot but he didn’t make a move, allowing Sam to call all of the shots tonight. Although Sam had initiated the make out, there was something different about the way he clung to Danny. The way his eyes looked distant and unfocused. Danny chalked it up to all the stress he was under, but a little voice in the back of his head warned him that wasn’t the extent of it. Whatever it was that had Sam acting this way, it frightened him.

“Good night Daniel” Sam whispered, loosening his grip and rolling back over into his sleeping position without another word.

There were still a few hours until dawn, so Danny watched Sam’s back waiting for his breaths to even out again before he sat up and raked his fingers through his curls with a sigh. He could go back upstairs for a while. Take out his frustration on one of the many unfinished projects he had up there, but even in his sleep he didn’t want to leave Sam down here alone. His eyes searched the dimly lit room for something to occupy his mind in the meantime, scanning over the books on the shelf across from the bed until he remembered the one Sam had pulled out and set on the nightstand.

Danny picked the book up and carefully turned over the cover, already knowing what was on the other side. In faded black ink was his father’s name written, something he often did with the books he added to his collection to show their ownership. He examined each letter, every detail of his father’s penmanship from the loop of his ‘g’ to the arch of his ‘r’, and when he was done he turned the next page over and began to read.

It was nearly noon when Sam woke up. Or at least that’s how late it felt, his body feeling heavy and stiff with all the sleep he’d finally managed to get. Danny was still next to him, asleep himself now with a book turned over on the last page he’d read resting against his unmoving chest. He didn’t need to breathe when he slept, so he laid there like a statue with his features carved into a blank expression leading Sam to believe he didn’t get to dream in his sleep either. How boring that must be, having all the time in the world but never getting to dream. He’d go insane.

Sam didn’t think he’d be able to wake Danny, but he was still careful as he climbed out of the bed and tiptoed around to the other side so he could pick up the book and set it back onto the nightstand. He slipped a piece of paper between the pages so Danny would know where to pick back up reading, though he was surprised when he saw which book it was Danny had selected to begin last night. He would have to ask him how it was later.

Today he had to go home for a while. Do some laundry and pack another week’s worth of clothes in his duffel bag. He also needed to go grocery shopping since Danny didn’t have any reason to keep much food stocked in the house. Just as he was pulling his jeans on he heard his cell phone vibrating and when he saw who the contact was he answered it right away.

“Jake?”

“No, it's me” Josh’s voice came through the other end, making Sam grab the phone from where he had wedged it between his ear and shoulder as he put his shoes on.

“Josh? Why are you calling on Jake’s phone? And in the middle of the day?”

“Well, I broke my phone…” Josh vaguely answered his first question but ignored the other. “Sam, I need you. I fucked up. I fucked up so bad”.

“What?” Sam stood up, the laces on his shoes still undone but he didn’t pay them any mind. “What happened?”

“Please…” Sam could hear the tremble in his voice even through the phone. “Just come over, quickly”.

With a glance in Danny’s direction Sam debated trying to wake him up, but the sun was out. What was Danny going to be able to do right now?

“Stay on the phone with me” he replied, grabbing his keys and his wallet and slipping out the door by himself. “I’m on my way”.

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he's asking if he can hold ur shoulder boulders

6/9/25

shit jr.

copyrighting neon dream as we speak

hiiii, saw your recent posts I felt like you should be filled in on what all Hannah has done. without getting too into the gritty details– you can find most of the drama & kaflama on here or twitter– basically Hannah displayed extremely gross, racist, and fatphobic behavior in her teen/young adult years, both in her personal life and repeatedly on Twitter. posts that's she's since deleted and apologized for, yes, but which felt like a very half-assed and non-genuine statement to most of us. also, not long after people called her out for those tweets, when a school shooting occurred in Tennessee she proceeded to make a "statement" on the matter and... basically used a tragic and traumatic event to promote her upcoming single. Those two incidents is what personally made me dislike her, because I used to feel like you. Like "why are we giving this so much grief and basically bullying her" then when I did a tiny bit of digging... yeah. She might also be homophobic?? Not 100% on that

All in all I'm not trying to change your mind or tell you what to think or who to support, I'm just relaying info I know about her that maybe you didn't know since you're knew to the fandom. And pointing out that she's proven time and time again that she isn't a good person, and that while she might've changed somewhat (who knows if she genuinely has, we don't know her. nor do we know Sam) she definitely hasn't shown any true growth, just apologizing after getting exposed for being a jerk.

thank you for actually explaining!! I do not agree with these things shes done at all ermm ermmmm

Happy Thursday! Today we start getting a bit more from our other characters, and it’s a treat! Hope you enjoy

Pairings: Sam Kiszka X Danny Wagner *slash Jake Kiszka X Fem OC

Warnings and tags: 18+ ONLY! We’re back ladies and gents, themes of jealousy, manipulation, intrusive thoughts, smoking, smut including: m/f sex, oral m&f receiving, consensual chocking, blood drinking, vampire!AU

Word count: 4.6k

“Sam! Wait!” Danny caught the door before it could even swing shut and took off after him, no one in the party even looking up from where they were either drinking or dancing. Except maybe for Terry who was still waiting on the ice, but even he was two steps away from forgetting as his wife pulled him up and started swaying her bedazzled hips.

He could go after them, but something about the looks Sam had given him the past few days led Jake to believe his face was the last thing Sam wanted to see right now. Besides, there was something else far more interesting left waiting inside.

Quietly, Jake pushed the back door open and slipped inside, intentionally stepping around the now broken beer bottle on the floor. Once he eased his way around the corner she came into sight. Diane was sitting on the edge of the bar. How she’d gotten up there when the counters sat high compared to her short petite stature was beyond him, but he certainly didn’t underestimate her determination.

Thinking she was alone now she had a hand down the front of shirt, adjusting the way her breasts sat atop her push-up bra. Just when she was about to grab the edge of the countertop and jump down onto her flashy and probably overpriced boots her eye caught something shifting in the dark.

“Back the fuck off Billy or I’ll mace your ass again!”

She yelled like nothing scared her, but she was already reaching into her boot for said spray.

“Do I look like Billy?” Jake questioned, stepping out into the light that seeped through the windows so she could get a better look at him.

With her eyes squinted, Diane tucked the spray back into her boot and sat up straighter. “Jake?”

“Indeed it is darling” a cattish grin spread across his lips, but he kept them tightly closed as he approached her. “Why aren’t you enjoying the party with everyone else?”

“Oh,” she returned the smile, the light shade of pink gloss on her lips looking freshly applied. “I was just talking to Danny but he had somewhere else to go”. Jake was only a couple of feet away from her now, and her eyes scanned up and down his body before she lifted a suggestive brow. “I’m glad you’re here now, but why aren’t you at the party?”

“I heard a little commotion earlier” he replied truthfully, Jake was always one to tell the truth after all. “I came to check and make sure everyone was alright… are you? Alright?”

Diane faked a sigh of frustration, tossing her long jet black hair, specifically curled in loose waves for this party, over her shoulder and leaned closer in a way that made her chest puff out and her breasts press together. “Not really, I don’t want to be alone. You wouldn’t let me be alone tonight Jake, would you?”

“Oh sweetheart,” Jake grinned again as he finally came to stand before her. He reached forward, trailing his fingers against her neck and she opened her legs to allow him closer. “Why do you try so hard?”

“Hmm?” She had let her eyes close as Jake leaned forward to press kisses against the skin of her throat. It didn’t even occur to her that despite the evocative way he was touching her, Jake wasn’t at all interested.

After a few more teasing kisses Jake pulled back, waiting until her eyes fluttered open again to see why he’d stopped to continue to speak lowly. “Don’t you get it? Or are you really just that stupid?”

Her eyes widened and he felt her tense in his grasp, one hand still against the side of her neck and the other having grabbed her hip to keep her from moving. “Danny doesn’t want you like that. He never has, and he never will. So stop getting in the way. All you ever were to him was a warm drink, and that’s all you’ll be for me”.

“Dri-?” Before her mouth could even finish forming the question, Jake turned her head aside and closed his jaw around the thick ropy vein in her neck. Her scream was cut off by a choke as she fought for air against his hold.

Jake could feel her heart rate rising, fluttering faster and faster until it seemingly reached its peak and she went limp. He then let go, knowing she’d be too weak and disoriented to try and run now. At least that’s how they’d all been every time Danny was there, watching, carefully making sure Jake didn’t hurt anyone.

Danny wasn’t here though, and Jake was watching with hunger still laced in his eyes as she reached up and winced when touching her neck.

“Did you really… bite me?”

I did! Jake was shouting inside his head while his exterior remained stoic and focused. I did it! She’s fine, and Danny wasn’t even here to stop me! Fuck… Danny isn’t here. What do I do now?

During all the ‘practice’ Jake and Josh did with Danny, he had always taken over at the end making sure to wipe their memories of what had happened. Jake hadn’t gotten that far yet.

Ok, don’t panic, if you panic she will start panicking.

Diane flinched when Jake grabbed her shoulders, but he wasn’t going to hurt her. “Hey, stay right here. I’m going to go get some help”.

She stared up at him, her eyes still round as the tray she carted over her shoulder when waitressing.

“You hear me? Stay put”.

Going on nothing more than a hope and a prayer Jake disappeared. Off to find Danny before things inevitably got very, very messy.

“Sam! Have you seen Danny?” Jake asked with a slightly worried look on his dumb, stupid face.

“No”. Sam lied. Of course he’s looking for Danny, who else would he be spending all of his free time with?

“Cut the shit Sam” Jake snapped. It was uncommon for him to not remain composed in most situations so that got Sam’s attention quick. “Listen, I know something’s up with you two” he exhaled slowly, centering himself again before he went off and said something that would seriously piss Sam off - like how Danny had confided in him just a bit about the breakup. “I’m not trying to get between you and him, ok?”

Sam’s eyes narrowed as he tried to gauge how serious Jake was. Serious, by the looks of it.

“Now, will you tell me where Danny went?”

Thank the heavens Diane was just where he’d left her when Jake came back. Danny gave him a sideways look, she was also in the exact same spot he’d seen her last.

“I know, not my finest moment, but you’re still going to help me right?”

“I’m not going to do anything” Danny replied as he crossed his arms over his chest. “You are”.

Jake opened his mouth to counter, but before he could speak Danny already had him turned around and was walking him over to Diane. “Focus” Danny leaned down to mutter into his ear. “Look her in the eye and feel it”.

I feel… something. Jake thought to himself, but he was unsure if it was the feeling Danny was referring to or the adrenaline he was still riding from feeding. Coming to stand in front of her again Diane locked sights with Jake, her frightened eyes growing droopy.

“What now?” Jake asked, taking his time with each word in an attempt to prevent himself from slipping up.

“Now,” Danny let Jake’s shoulders go and took a step back, watching over them to make sure he was actually doing it right. “Tell her what you need to. Influence her”.

“Diane” Jake began, and she nodded her head to show she understood he was speaking to her now. “I want you to forget what I said to you earlier. Forget everything I said. In fact, forget you even saw me in here at all. When I leave you’re going to get your things and find someone sober enough to drive you home”.

Diane nod her head again, not even blinking once since Jake wasn’t blinking either.

“Did it work?” Jake whispered over his shoulder, still holding eye contact.

“We should watch her for a few days, but yes it should have”.

Jake had seen Danny influence the strangers, or ‘volunteers’ as Danny kept trying to convince them to call the people they fed on, multiple times over the last two weeks. For some reason he always thought it was going to be harder to learn. “That’s it?”

“That’s it” Danny echoed with his hands on his hips. He wouldn’t say he was proud, but Jake doing so well was giving him a sense of relief that at least something he was doing was working.

“And Diane,” Jake quickly added, “you’re going to start being nicer to Sam too”.

Danny couldn’t help the smile that twitched on his lips. Normally he didn’t like messing with people’s free will too much, but she honestly could probably benefit from being a little less bitchy to her coworkers.

Once Danny was sure Jake had everything under control he took his leave. Even if he was excited Jake was able to feed safely on his own he still wanted to look after the twins for a bit longer. At least for tonight though he’d let them be, it was their party after all. They needed to enjoy it while they still felt their birthday was something to celebrate and not just another year spent walking the Earth in the dark.

Having lost sight of both Jake and Danny for a good while now Sam tried to not let his emotions get the best of him.

I’m not trying to get between you and him, ok?

Why would Jake even say that? Sam nibbled on the corner of his thumb as he kept a dutiful eye on Josh. Sam had been most nervous about the party, so he’d already decided before it started that he was going to keep watch of the twins. Drinks had been offered to him by just about everyone here tonight, Sam having a reputation of letting loose and having a good time - no need to bring up that he was the only Kiszka in town with an arrest record.

Who knew what Jake was up to, and if it involved Danny then Sam definitely did not want to know. Josh on the other hand was doing surprisingly well. He almost seemed his normal self as Sam watched him smile from ear to ear and dance around like a weird uncle. He even had Sam chuckling from time to time when he butt in on Terry and his wife dancing, taking both of their hands and swinging his arms back and forth. When the song was over she leaned in and let Josh give her a peck on the cheek before he turned around and tried to kiss Terry next. Sam couldn’t stop his laugh when Terry promptly ran away.

What a lovable guy Josh was. No wonder it was hard for him to learn his new way of life. He’d figure it out for himself eventually though. If there was anything Sam knew about his brothers, it was that they were strong. They could get through this, together.

Fuck it the little voice in the back of Sam’s head, not the adult sounding one, shouted loud enough for him to finally pay attention. If Josh didn’t need a babysitter, then there was no reason for him to stay sober.

Remembering how anxious he had been when handling stuff at the bar for Josh, Sam crossed the gravel lot over to his usual parking spot and threw his car door open. With one knee pressed into the seat, half of his body still dangling outside the car, Sam reached over the center console and popped open the glove box.

There wasn’t much in there. Just an old CD case mostly filled with bootlegged music Jake had burned onto his own disks in high school, likely giving their family computer a virus even if he never owned up to it. Sam was so pissed when he couldn’t log into neopets to check on his stuff while it was being serviced.

In addition to a pack of tissues and a couple of lighters Sam found what he was looking for - a crumpled pack of cheap cigarettes. “Come to daddy” Sam grinned as he flipped the cover over, revealing not a crumbling torn up cigarette, but the one last joint he’d rolled the week before. Normally he’d share one with their busser during break to get the both of them through the end of the shift, but tonight this one was all his and he planned to sit in his car with the windows rolled up until he was sufficiently baked enough to go back to the party.

As he watched the glass fog over with each glowing puff, Sam realized Danny had never seen him high before. He was sure they’d talked about it once or twice - Danny did go to college in the seventies after all. He didn’t much care what Danny might think if they ran into each other again tonight, he needed this.

In fact the more Sam smoked the more he felt like maybe he should bump into Danny. The head rush always did make it easier for Sam to chit chat mindlessly instead of trying to over analyze every little thing someone was saying to him.

Maybe they could have a nice conversation, try to get on good terms again. It wasn’t like Sam wanted to push Danny away, even if he had initiated a break up. It was just easier to act like he wanted nothing to do with him rather than fight every overwhelming emotion he felt when Danny still looked at him like he’d pull every star from the sky and hang them again in whatever patterns Sam wanted him to.

Danny was everything Sam had been waiting for in a guy and he wanted to be with him, desperately, but now just wasn’t the right time.

Danny had disappeared again, but he didn’t worry himself with that as he stood on the back patio waiting for Diane to come out.

“Jesus Jake!” She jumped like she had seen a ghost when he stepped from out of the shadows. “What are you doing? The party is over there”. She pointed towards the roar of music and laughter coming from the front of the bar before tucking her hand into the front of her tiny jean shorts and pulled out her car keys.

“Where are you going?” Jake questioned, his pointed eyes flicking to her keys then back to her eyes curiously.

“Home” she sighed defeatedly like it hadn’t been her idea to call it a night.

Jake took a step closer, plucking the keys from her hand before she could even attempt to ask him what he was doing. “Need someone to get you there safe?” His eyes met hers again, a subtle offer lying deep in the dark orbs that shined mischievously with the glow of the newly fixed street light overhead.

Her glossy lips curled into a smile, taking his hint, and she nodded her head. They walked quickly to her car to avoid being caught by anyone and Jake held the passenger door open for her before slipping behind the wheel.

Diane’s apartment wasn’t far from the bar. That was one of the reasons she worked there, an easy commute, and because she got good tips that paid for all her makeup and flashy nails. She was a simple girl, not one Jake usually went for, but what did it matter now they were already here.

As soon as she unlocked the front door Jake caught her by the waist before she could step inside and pressed his lips into the curve of her neck. Her body responded by pressing her ass into his groin, tossing her head back with a soft moan as he sucked harder drawing blood to the surface to form a rosy bruise. He could almost taste her again, but he kept it under control as he slowly drug his lips to the shell of her ear. “Want to taste you” he muttered with a teasing nibble that made her giggle and moan again. “You’ll let me in so I can?”

“Hmm, I don’t know” she teased back, now full on grinding against him right there in the open where all her neighbors could see. He squeezed her hips once before pulling away to swat at her ass.

“Come on, be a good girl and invite me in”.

“Fuck” She moaned again, already growing wet enough to soak her panties through at the mere thought of what was about to happen. She had a few decent guys on rotation when she needed a little night in, but something about Jake showing interest in her for the first time ever got her blood pumping. “Yes Jake, come in, please”.

Not wasting another second Jake spun her around and connected his lips to hers, backing her inside and kicking the door shut behind them. Never having been inside Diane’s apartment did not stop Jake from finding the couch. He led her there with expertise, a small ‘hmph’ leaving her mouth in a huff when she fell back onto the cushions, pulling Jake down with her. Jake took the opportunity to deepen the kiss, his fingers fighting with the tight fabric of her jean shorts until they were sliding down her smooth legs.

Keeping his eyes on hers, Jake trailed his kisses downwards at the same time as he lowered himself to his knees onto the carpet in front of the couch. He placed one more wet open mouthed kiss just above the waistline of her pink striped panties, god he could already smell her and it was making his mouth water. “Can I taste you now?” He politely asked, toying with the elastic in one hand and propping a leg up onto his shoulder with the other.

“Yes Jake” she breathlessly replied when he pressed another kiss to her center through the fabric and she bucked her hips up chasing the feeling when he pulled back to finally remove her panties and tossed them aside.

Jake resumed the same position and his tongue gently licked all the way from her entrance, gathering up a healthy mixture of slick and saliva, and landed on her clit. Diane’s hands found their way into his hair, scratching her thick acrylic nails against his scalp as he went to work, flicking his tongue until she was crying his name. With her sufficiently riled up he pressed two fingers inside slowly, feeling as more arousal came pooling out and her walls fluttered around him.

“You going to cum already?” He pulled his mouth away to smirk up at her, and plunged his fingers in harder.

Her chest was heaving, legs already slightly quivering. “You’re good at this” she whispered, like she hadn’t expected herself to be this close either.

“Well, you can have this one but then you don’t cum again until I tell you to”. Jake was bound and determined now to get her to fall apart on his fingers and he connected his mouth to her sweet bundle of nerves once more so he could taste it when she did. It wasn’t even minutes later until she was rocking her hips uncontrollably against his tongue and her orgasm came washing over, Jake licking it all up until she was done and tugging at his hair to pull him away.

Giving her a moment to float back down to Earth Jake stood, the bulge in his pants visible now. “I’m going to go clean up and when I come back you’ll be in bed waiting for me” he stated more than posed it as a question.

Diana nodded in understanding and Jake turned to find the bathroom. It was a small apartment so it didn’t take him long to find, the open door across the hall from what he assumed was her bedroom being his first stop. As soon as he was out of sight Jake gripped the counter and inhaled deeply.

Taking deep breaths didn’t work in easing him as they once did before. His body no longer needed oxygen, so pulling air into his lungs was futile as it came right back out without any relief. His head was still spinning.

He could still hear thumping in his ears, only it wasn’t his own heartbeat driving him insane. It was hers. The entire time he was between her legs all he could hear was the sound of blood rushing in her veins. His mouth watered again, but not because of what he’d done. Because he knew all he had to do was turn his head and sink his teeth into the meat of her thigh and the blood would come rushing out. Satisfying that insistent craving.

Jake never felt like he would lose control when he was practicing with Danny. Even earlier tonight at the bar when he went rogue for a moment, he was able to feed from her without going too far. For the first time Jake felt like if he’d allowed himself to slip up that he might not have been able to stop. The urge was nearly overwhelming. A primal need unlike any other he’d felt before, and it had taken all of his control to focus on finishing her off rather than really finishing her off.

In another attempt to pull himself together, Jake splashed some cool water on his face. He washed her from his lips, not needing the reminder of how close he had come to a fatal mistake and gripped the door knob hard enough it dented the metal.

“Jake? Are you alright?” Diane called out after him at the sound of the door opening. She was in her bedroom just as he had instructed. All of her clothes were removed, and she was waiting for him to join her again.

“Never better” Jake flashed her another tight lipped grin and pulled his shirt over his head, her lips pulling back into a smile at the sight of his bare chest. “Now come here”.

Diane shifted onto her hands and knees and crawled over to the edge of the bed, making contact with her lips against Jake’s tummy as she undid the buckle of his belt and reached into his pants to palm at his erection.

“My turn”. She was all too eager to finish undoing his pants and as soon as he was free she swallowed him whole until his tip was nudging the back of her throat.

“Fuck yes” Jake moaned and reached one hand forward to gather up her long hair, still holding a soft wavy curl even after everything that had already happened tonight, into his fist. He thrust into her mouth and she squeezed his hip, silently letting him know it was okay to go harder. So he did, tightening his grip around her hair and pushing inside until she was gagging around his length.

He could stay like this all night, fucking her throat, and she’d probably let him but Jake wanted more. He was quickly realizing that sex after his transformation was somehow different. It was difficult to be so physically close with someone and not want to bite into their flesh. Well, he was always a bit of a biter but never to this extent. He knew he could do this though, he wouldn’t hurt her…

“Lay back” he commanded again, thrusting one more time into her mouth then pulling out with a string of spit still coating the head of his cock. He used that to pump himself a few times as she flipped back over onto her back and pulled herself onto the pillows.

Jake kicked his pants the rest of the way off and joined her on the bed, connecting their mouths again when they met. With his hips situated between her legs now, Jake ran his tip through her folds making Diane squirm underneath him until he finally pushed inside, steadily until he bottomed out.

He braced himself and a pace was set right off the bat. Not too fast, but also just quick enough that Diane was already moaning loud enough her neighbors were sure to hear through these thin walls. Jake didn’t mind it though, the noise was a good distraction from the sound of her heart pounding in her chest. Jake leaned back, changing his angle to hit her deeper and in the very spot that took her breath away with each skilled thrust of his hips.

One of her hands found his, and she guided it up her chest until his fingers were circling around her neck. Jake’s pupils blew wide. Was she really asking him to do what he thought she was? Diane nodded her head like she could hear his thoughts, and that only scared Jake even more considering his mind was torn between continuing to fuck her, and to tear into her throat without remorse.

He buried those thoughts deep, and closed his hand around her throat. Tight enough that her eyes went rolling back but he was still careful not to use too much strength. Jake had yet to explore the depth of his new capabilities, but something told him it wouldn’t be hard at all to crush her windpipe.

Diane had no idea what he was capable of. Not anymore at least since he’d influenced her to forget their previous encounter tonight. She wasn’t bothered by it though, in fact he could feel her clenching even tighter around him as she fought the urge to cum again. Who knew she would turn out to be so obedient?

Jake could feel her pulse beneath his fingers, but this time it didn’t bother him so much. His mind was too occupied with keeping his grip on her throat loose enough that he wasn’t doing any real harm. She might have some bruises tomorrow morning, but nothing anyone else wouldn’t be capable of leaving behind after a wild round or two in the sheets.

“Jaaake” she practically screamed his name as he fucked her harder into the mattress.

With his hand still wrapped around her neck Jake leaned forward and silenced her with another kiss. “That’s right, go ahead and give it to me now” he muttered against her whimpering mouth.

When Diane fell apart Jake’s pace never slowed. Her orgasm wrapped around the both of them all at once and suddenly he felt his teeth growing into sharpened points. Jake pressed his lips into a harsh line and looked away quickly, his long hair curtaining his face. Diane was too consumed by her pleasure to even notice anything was wrong until he was pulling out and finishing on her stomach with an animalistic groan.

“Fuck that was hot” Diane panted, slowly coming down from her high exhausted and out of breath. “Please tell me we're doing that again sometime”.

Jake had never thought about getting in bed with Diane before. He knew she was an attractive girl, just about all the single men in town knew that, but after all the bellyaching he heard Sam talk about her during their lunches he was never really keen on giving her the time of day.

Well Jake had all the time in the world now, so what was a few nights having a little fun? They were pretty physically compatible and Jake had just proved to himself that he was still capable of sex without losing control.

“No promises doll” he smiled slyly, his teeth having returned to normal after a few moments of concentration. He offered his hand to help her out of bed and they walked across the hall together to shower off before he bid her goodnight and went on his way.

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jake just say you're a cocksucker godamn bro

Thoughts are being thunked

and touch tips aswell

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