A Second Bite

Title: A Second Bite

Chapter: Chapter Four: Bitter Blood

Author: Kita & Subu-chan

Rating: Mature

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. I do not own Fake or any of the characters, I just borrow them, run them through the wringer, and put them away damp. (not that anyone actually reads these things anyway)



Sorry for the delay on this. AFF decided not to play nice and deleted the draft not once, but twice!



Thanks to everyone who reviewed! Moon, next chapter is where the good stuff starts, promise! Hope you like it! Catti, *hugs* glad you're doing better and can't wait to read. Email us with a link when it's up, okay? LC will be coming before too much longer, just wanted to finish this first!



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“JJ…” Ted froze like a deer in headlights.



JJ rested one warm palm against his bare chest. “Trust me.”



Ted had to struggle to find his voice under the full force of JJ’s attention. “I… I’m not g-gay.”



JJ chuckled, a soft sound that Ted felt all the way down to his groin, which was suddenly a lot more interested in the proceedings than it had been before. “Ted, neither is Drake.”



“Huh?” His brain seemed disconnected from the rest of his body.



Drake’s voice was low and as full of hunger as the look JJ was giving Ted. “Bi, if anything, Ted. JJ’s just more important to me than any of my girlfriend’s ever were.”



JJ chuckled softly and stepped forward to press his entire body against Ted’s front. That woke Ted up, but not in the way he thought it would. Ted’s breath escaped in a rush. JJ’s palms slid over the planes of Ted’s abdomen and chest.



Ted’s mouth went dry and he swallowed harshly. “C-crap… JJ…”



JJ glanced up at him, his drowning blue eyes shifting back to normal for a moment. “I’ll ask again. Ted, are you sure?”



Ted swallowed again. This close, his now sensitive nose could smell the hunger and desire rolling off of the slighter man in waves. “N-no… but do it anyway.”



JJ flinched and Ted had a moment of knowing he’d just said something immensely stupid. The scowl Drake shot him over JJ’s shoulder was proof of that.



JJ took a step back, the heat he had been radiating a moment ago cut off as abruptly as if someone had flipped a switch. The atmosphere was suddenly worthy of the arctic.



“JJ…”



“This was a bad idea.” JJ shivered and backed away from him, right into Drake’s protective embrace.



Ted felt like a world-class asshole. Drake ignored him, wrapping his arms around JJ and murmuring softly into JJ’s oddly colored hair. And JJ…



JJ was still staring at him like a child that had been promised a treat and then had it abruptly taken away.



“Drake. I need to go now.”



Drake’s arms tightened around JJ. “I’ll go with you. Furry can look after himself.”



Ted flinched from the anger in Drake’s voice. The glare he gave him was no better.



JJ shook his head. “No. Ted needs a friend here right now.”



Okay, now he felt even more like shit. JJ was still worried for him?



“JJ…”



Drake’s answering scowl made Ted want to flinch and cower like a good submissive wolf before a pissed alpha. He had to fight a sudden urge to tip his head back and bare his throat to his friend.



Ted growled low in his throat and moved between the two men and the door. He was not going to let them pull this shit on him! He was Ted Spencer, goddammit, and he was no fucking coward to be frightened by Drake. “Just hold the fuck up!”



Drake’s anger was too strong to be cowed by Ted, even if his teeth had started to lengthen and his eyes had gone amber. “Fuck off! I think you’ve done enough damage for tonight!”



Ted was growling now and JJ stepped between him and Drake. For all the weakness he had shown only moments ago, he now made Ted flinch and back away a step. His anger was palpable, and Ted knew with absolute certainty that JJ could easily kill him. “That’s enough.” JJ said quietly.



Drake glared again at Ted, but stepped back. Ted could only stare in sick certainty, sure that he had overstepped his bounds and JJ was going to make mincemeat of him. If he’d had a tail at the moment, he would have tucked it between his legs.



“JJ…” Ted said uncertainly when JJ didn’t say anything else. “Look, I-I’m sorry. I know I fucked up.”



JJ hesitated and met his eyes. “Calm down before you go full wolf on us again.”



Ted took several deep breaths, feeling with something like awe how his teeth receded and his vision, which had been almost monochromatic, went back to normal.



JJ stared at him, blue eyes cold now. “You two need to rein it in. I don’t need you in a pissing contest.”



Ted gulped and took a step back. Drake growled, but relented when JJ turned that angry stare on him. “Give it a rest, Drake. Even as weak as I am right now, I could still break the both of you in half.”



The deadly seriousness of his voice told Ted he wasn’t lying. Ted swallowed, reminded that his instincts said JJ was a much bigger predator than he was.



Drake backed down. JJ turned back to Ted. “Please, let me leave, Ted-sempai. I have to go get something to eat before I lose control.”



Ted throttled down the atavistic fear that shuddered up his spine. “No. I meant what I said. I may not be comfortable with it, but I agreed to let you drink my blood. I’m not going back on that.”



Drake snorted and Ted fixed him with an angry glare. “Piss off, Drake! You know I never back down on a promise.”



Drake blinked and his anger cooled. “Yeah. I remember.” The tension ran out of his shoulders.



JJ blinked at the both of them. “Are you through? Either I’m gonna leave, or we do this.”



Drake sighed. “Sorry. I forgot Ted’s nearly a stubborn as I am.”



Ted sighed. With the easing of the tension in the room, his fear melted away and his groin abruptly reminded him of JJ’s nearness. Despite the scare, it hadn’t lost interest. Flushing a little, he turned his head. “Are we gonna do this or not?”



Silence answered him and when he dared to look, JJ’s eyes had shifted to that haunting, hypnotic blue.





Drake moved away, his back a tight line of tension. Ted could smell the distress he was giving off and he felt his teeth lengthening again. He took a step back from JJ and tilted his head toward the other man. “JJ…”



JJ blinked and turned to follow his gaze. “Drake.”



Drake’s chuckle was bitter and forced. “Don’t worry about me, JJ. Just do what needs to be done.”



JJ stepped away from Ted and pressed his body against Drake’s back. “Drake… please. This is about serving a need. You’re the one I love.”



Drake sighed, relaxing against JJ. “I know. I know this, but… the thought of watching you do that to someone else.” His chuckle held a little real humor. “Plus, it being Ted… well, welcome to me being weirded out.”



“You’re weirded out?” Ted put in, leaning against the cool wood of the door. “You’ve already been his bite-buddy. I’m about to become his lunch.”



Drake relaxed and a small laugh forced its way out. “Ted, man… you are not helping."



Ted tensed as JJ turned to smile at him. He got a bad feeling as the smile widened seductively. “I don’t know, Drake. I think he is helping.”