A Second Bite

Title: A Second Bite

Chapter: Chapter Three: A taste of the Wild

Author: Lithium Delusions

Rating: Mature (though this chapter is mostly worksafe-some bad language)

Characters: Ted, Drake & JJ

Warnings and Disclaimers: Though this chapter is mostly safe for all concerned it does involve blood and rude language. Later chapters will also involve more of the same, plus explicit M/M/M sex scenes. Not for those with heart conditions, pregnant or nursing mothers or anyone under the age of 18. The surgeon general warns that this may be hazardous to your mental health. We do not own Fake or any of the characters, We just borrow them, run them through the wringer, and put them away damp. (not that anyone actually reads these things anyway)



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Ted couldn’t move as he watched JJ lap his blood off of the tip of his finger.



“JJ,” Drake warned softly.



Ted gulped air into frozen lungs as JJ’s eyes shaded back to their normal blue. He took a step back, shaking.



JJ swallowed hard. “I need to go, Drake. You stay and keep an eye on Ted.”



Drake stepped forward. “JJ…? Are you sure you’re okay? You’re shaking.”



JJ chuckled unsteadily, leaning against Drake’s larger frame for a moment. “I’ll be fine as soon as I get the craving under control. Right now, the two of you are temptation beyond endurance.”



Drake sighed. “I told you…”



JJ stopped him with a finger across his lips. “And I told you no. You’re nowhere near back to full strength. Drake, it was a near thing that you survived that night. Even with what I did to you, there was still a chance you could have died. Even my drinking as little as I did that one time was a risk until your body is fully recovered. And it’s not nearly yet. I won’t do it again. I won’t risk it. Because if you die before you’re strong enough, you won’t come back.”



Drake sighed and held JJ close, oblivious to Ted’s presence until Ted cleared his throat uncomfortably.



“Look, if it’s just a little blood he needs, I don’t mind. He helped me; the least I can do is return the favor. Just don’t leave a hickey like you did on Drake.” Ted said nervously.



Drake blinked at him and JJ began to giggle helplessly, leaning against Drake.



Drake cleared his throat as he steadied a chortling JJ against him. “I-uh… don’t think that’s such a good idea.”



“Huh?” Ted cocked his head, baffled, as JJ launched into another round of giggles.



Drake turned bright red and looked away. JJ snorted, still leaning into the taller man’s embrace. “Oh, maybe I should, Drake. Just for the sake of seeing his face!” He laughed helplessly again.



Drake scowled down at JJ, his face still bright red. “Dammit, JJ.”



Ted shook his head. “What’s so goddamned funny, you two?”



JJ pushed away from Drake and sauntered toward Ted, the movement so unlike his usual stride that Ted found himself gaping. JJ leaned over and met Ted’s eyes. Ted stared into those swirling blue depths for a long moment before he remembered to breathe. What JJ exuded now was a whole different creature than the boyish, excitable detective he showed to the world. He all but screamed sexual hunger from every pore.



Ted swallowed to moisten a throat suddenly gone bone-dry. “W-what the fuck…?” It came out as a breathy, helpless-sounding whisper.



“JJ…” Drake’s voice was a groan, as full of desire as the hypnotic eyes that held Ted in place.



JJ smiled at Ted, who promptly forgot how to breathe again. “Would you like that?” He asked, his voice a low, seductive whisper. “Would you like the feel of my lips on your throat, my teeth in your skin, my breath warm on your neck?” JJ’s fingers brushed, feather-light, against Ted’s bare chest. “My hands on your skin?”



“JJ, stop.” Drake’s voice held a sharp, desperate note that dragged Ted free of the spell JJ’s voice had put on him.



“W-what the hell…?” Ted was panting as if he had just run a criminal into the ground.



JJ jerked and unceremoniously landed on his rump, all of his seductive allure vanishing in a pained yelp.



Caught by surprise, Ted was unable to keep a slightly hysterical laugh from escaping. Drake chuckled softly as he helped JJ back to his feet. JJ leaned into him, burying his face in the crook of Drake’s neck and breathing deeply.



“What the fuck was that?” Ted managed at last, when the edge of hysteria had eased in the laughter. He rose, feeling better able to deal with his feet underneath him.



Drake was silent a moment, stroking JJ’s hair. “All that myth about v-vampires being seductive isn’t entirely made up, I guess. I know that when he bites you, you never want it to end.”



“Huh?”



Drake blushed, even as he cradled JJ closer to his chest. “It’s like the best damned orgasm you’ve ever had, Ted.” He finally said. “I hate to be that crude but it feels like you’re going to fucking lose your mind before you’re done.”



JJ spoke softly, his face still buried in Drake’s collar. “My sire called it a survival mechanism. He said that it was a way of insuring that we got what we needed. And frankly, because sexual arousal makes it feel and taste better.”



Ted realized that JJ was still shaking when his voice wavered on the last few words. “Shit, JJ, are you gonna be okay?” He asked automatically. Even if his entire worldview had been set totally on its ear, these guys were still his friends. Even if one of them was a bloodsucker. “JJ?”



Drake’s look was worried as he met Ted’s gaze. “JJ, when was the last time you fed?”



“That night.” There was no missing the tone. Drake blushed and JJ laughed softly, but it was a shaky sound. “I’ll be fine. Just let me get hold of myself and then I’ll go out and solve the problem.” He pushed away from Drake but tottered. Ted automatically moved to catch him. JJ sagged against him, dragging in a deep breath. His eyes widened, blue shading into that deeper color again, and pulled himself free with an edge of panic in his movements.



Drake caught him. “That was three days ago. JJ, please…”



“No.” JJ shook his head, his motions increasingly full of distress. “No. I nearly lost you once and I won’t risk it ever again.”



Ted thought he should have felt uncomfortable, seeing the emotions on both of his friend’s faces, but he was too worried. Finally, he came to a decision and turned the deadbolt on his door with a decisive click. It fell in the silence between Drake and JJ like a challenge. Both of them turned to face him, shocked.



Ted leaned against the door, arms folded. “What happens now never leaves this apartment, capiche? JJ, you’re an idiot, but you’re my friend.”



“Gee, thanks.” Even weakness couldn’t dull the sarcasm of the reply. Drake echoed it with a snort.



“Drake, you’re a dumbass too. So don’t feel left out. But you have the right idea. Fang-boy is in no fit condition to go anywhere right now.”



Both of them looked bemused as he swallowed and continued. “Look, both of you know I’m not gay. But I’ll do what needs to be done and if that means having to jerk-off after letting JJ have a drink, then that’s what I’ll do. Now, JJ, get your skinny ass over here and bite me.”



JJ laughed. “What a romantic invitation.”



“It’s all you’re gonna get. So, c’mon and let’s get this over with.”



JJ met and held Drake’s eyes for a long moment. Drake swallowed nervously, but nodded. He kept his hands on JJ’s shoulders as the slighter man turned.



“Are you sure, Ted?” JJ asked.



“I’m the one who said so, aren’t I?” Ted grimaced.



JJ stepped closer, Drake’s hands sliding off his shoulders. His eyes had shaded back to that disturbing, hypnotic blue again. His voice deepened an octave. “Promise, Ted, it’s not as bad as you’re thinking. You’ll enjoy it.”