Dennis bit down on a chip. It didn't taste so good.
"What's wrong?" Thiago asked.
"I don't know...I normally love these things. I feel..." He tried a second bite. It was like trying to swallow sandpaper. His mouth and throat refused to cooperate.
Thiago, who lay on the bed in black silk boxer shorts beside him, sat up. "Oh...no...Dennis, it's my fault."
Dennis gazed at him. "What do you mean?"
"I mean...you have some vampire blood in you...remember?"
"We don't eat."
"Wait. You mean, I might want to eat, but I can't?"
"Will I always feel this way?"
"I don't know."
"I'm sort of half-turned?"
"You're not turned at all. You're maybe a sixteenth turned."
"But I could starve to death! I wanted the chicken earlier."
Thiago was staring at him, worried.
"Maybe it was that stuff in the vodka. Maybe it's doing weird things to my body."
"Let's relax...Carden said you were building up a tolerance. Come here...feed from me a little. Let's see if that makes any difference."
"I want you to fuck me," Dennis said, discarding the chips. "I need you inside me, Thiago."
His lover's embrace comforted him, his soft lips at his ear restoring his equilibrium.
He fell on the bed, his body caving into the feeling of carnal need.
"Oh, Thiago...you just do it for me, you know?"
Thiago's mouth claimed his and Dennis sighed with contentment as his man's hand rubbed at his cock through his tattered, dusty jeans.
They kissed each other hungrily, Dennis aware of Thiago's sharp canine teeth scraping at his tongue. He knew that although Thiago had fed from Carden, he craved the connection with Dennis. They kissed with total abandon.
"I haven't brushed my teeth," he said, breaking their bond.
"Neither have I."
Dennis felt Thiago's teeth elongating. It was a terrifying feeling and also a major thrill. The element of danger in their coupling had intensified ever since Thiago rescued him in the cave.
I can't live without him anymore. I want him to make me his.
Thiago's mouth moved from Dennis' face down his body. He snatched at the clothing that separated them. Thiago tore at the button and zipper on Dennis' fly. He pulled them down, ripping at the white boxer shorts beneath them.
When Thiago tore the shorts in two, he grabbed Dennis' cock, which went from soft to hard in seconds. He knew Thiago considered a soft cock in his grip to be an insult. He always delighted in Dennis walking around hard, to be in a perpetual state of arousal.
Thiago's mouth gobbled him up. Dennis flopped back on the bed, at his lover's mercy. It had always been this way between them since the first time they made love at the Eclipse Club. Thiago had been his rent boy. His vampire for hire. After the intense orgasms he experienced with him, Dennis was hooked. He loved and needed Thiago and knew that now, after long resistance, Thiago needed him.
He watched his lover's teeth recede as he gave him expert head. Thiago sucked cock like he was born to do it and Dennis felt a small pang of regret. He wanted to be fucked and bitten. It was now his obsession. Thiago gripped Dennis' balls as if he'd tear them from his body, but he knew that Thiago had figured out what got Dennis' motor running and having his cock and balls sucked and manhandled roughly, sent him into the stratosphere.