Title: Twinkling Lights 3

Author: Angelee

Fandom: Blade Trinity

Pairing: Drake/Hannibal King

Rating: Strong Adult

Summary: Christmas Eve for a vampire and a human continues.

Beta: By my sister Anna. All remaining errors are mine-with apologies.

Twinkling Lights 3

“Hmm,” Hannibal replied, rubbing his face against something hard. He didn’t even bother questioning what it was. It had to be Drake’s chest. He blinked his eyes, trying to clear his head of the sexual haze the vampire had created around them. It couldn’t even be considered a haze, it was a downright bonfire.

Strong hands caressed his back. “Awake, Hannibal King?”

Hannibal swallowed heavily. “I…I’m not sure. I think I died and before I did, I enjoyed myself a fucking lot.” Hannibal heard a rumbling chuckle come from deep within the vampire’s chest.

“I’m glad to hear it.”

Hannibal rubbed his chin against the nearest nipple, watching it harden. “Drake?”

The vampire cupped his head urging more contact. “Yes?”

Hannibal gave it. “Is it my turn yet?” he asked, giving the nipple tiny little licks as he glance up at the vampire

“Turn?”

Hannibal sat up straddling the vampire. “You’re a prick tease do you know that?” he said frowning.

Drake smiled at him. “Yes.”

Hannibal’s frown deepened. “Are you going to let me have you or not?”

Drake cupped his buttocks. “I don’t know, you seem to be in the perfect spot for play right now.”

Hannibal rolled his eyes. Moving closer till he was inches from the vampire’s face. “Let me have you, please. Please, please?” he begged, licking at Drake’s mouth, hungrily. “Want you. Want in you. Please?”

Drake chuckled softly. “Persistent human, aren’t you?”

“Very. Please? Pretty, please with sugar on top,” Hannibal replied, positioning himself between Drake’s legs. “I won’t hurt you. I can’t.” Drake didn’t stop him so Hannibal took that as a ‘yes’ and carefully slid in the vampire. Hannibal met Drake’s quietly watching eyes as he went in as far as he could go. “Oh, man-this is so sweet.”

Hannibal held very still waiting to see if the vampire was going to kill him. For the longest time they simply continued to stare at one another. Until… “Drake, can I move? I’m dying here.”

“I am not stopping you.”

“Yeah, but your not exactly encouraging me either.”

Drake ran his hands over Hannibal’s trembling body. “Continue then.”

“Continue then? What kind of encouragement is that?”

“You are where you wanted to be, are you not?”

“Yeah, but…”

Drake left eyebrow went up. “What?”

Hannibal looked down to where his body joined Drake’s. “I was sorta hoping for you to be a little more enthusiastic,” he replied, disappointedly.

“Like this?” Drake replied, shoving Hannibal back onto the mattress and began riding him hard. So hard Hannibal thought he was going to break.

He looked up stunned. “Ow! I’m suppose to be doing that?”

Drake smiled down at him. “You were taking to long.”

“Ow!” Hannibal repeated, when Drake tightened his internal muscles. “I thought you didn’t like me being in you.”

Drake sat back, allowing Hannibal to slide in deeper. “I like it.”

Hannibal stared up at the vampire in awe. “You are so beautiful. How did I ever get so lucky?” He asked, meeting Drake’s rhythm.

“You got involved with Danica.”

Hannibal ran his hands over Drake’s chest. The vampire was practically glowing in the soft light coming from the living room. “I guess. Hard to believe that something so fucking awful would lead to this. To you. Drake?”

The vampire continued to move above him, slowing the rhythm until they were barely moving. “Hmm?” he asked softly, eyes closing to better enjoy the feeling of his human inside of him.

“Let me drive?”

“What?”

“I want to fuck you.”

Drake sat back, Hannibal’s legs rose automatically to make a backrest. “You are?”

“Yeah, but you’re topping from the bottom. Or more like bottoming from the top. I want to top.”

Drake looked at his human intently. “You want me to give up control?”

“Yes.”

“I am the First.”

Hannibal sighed. “Drake, we’ve already been through that. Let me do all the work. You lay back and take it. Please?” he added, bringing his lower lip out in a pout.

Drake watched fascinated. “You are trying to coerce me by using cute little mouth movements, aren’t you?”

The lower lip came out even more, plus puppy dogs eyes and the cute batting of long eyes lashes for good measure. “Yeah, is it working?”

Drake smiled, allowing his human to gently guide him back against the mattress. “Yes, I think that it is. I like that thing you did with your eyes. Very nice.”

Hannibal sighed happily as he began thrusting into the vampire. Slowly at first, building into a rhythm that was hard and driving. “T…thank you. Are you alright?”

Drake had closed his eyes to better feel what was happening to him. “Fine,” he replied absently.

“You’re with me?”

“Very much so. Continue.”

Hannibal changed the angle of his thrusting and Drake’s eyes flew open, arching up wildly. Drake smiled. “Cool. The First has a prostate.”

“More. H…Hannibal K…King-more.”

Hannibal gave it to him. The bed shook with the force of everything he gave him. His body gleaming with sweat. It began to pour off of him as he thrusted. Heat rose, filling the room with the scent of their passion and the almost overpowering aroma of heat and ash. Something Hannibal would always consider to be the vampire’s signature scent.

Drake’s powerful arms bulged as he held onto the headboard, thrusting up hard. Fighting to get as much of Hannibal inside of him. Meeting at times surpassing his human’s lust. His growls filled the room. Growing louder till with a lion-like roar he came, spilling between their two struggling bodies.

Hannibal watched as shiny fluid shot out of the vampire, scalding him. “Wow. That’s so hot,” he told him continuing to thrust into Drake’s body. “In more ways than one.”

Drake smiled up at him, stretching leisurely. “I enjoyed it.”

Unable to withstand the sensual display Hannibal, came as well. His seed mixing with that of the vampire’s. He fell forward into Drake’s waiting arms. When he got his breath back. “I enjoyed it too. Does that mean that you’ll let me do it again?”

Hands ran over his back soothingly. “Yes, I believe that I will.”

“Drake, can I ask you something?”

“You may ask.”

Hannibal rubbed his face against a broad shoulder, smiling when Drake purred at the contact. “Am I changing you? Every time you let me drink your blood, are you changing because of it?”

“Yes.”

“Is that good or bad?”

“I am evolving. I am more …human because of it. I will always be a vampire and need blood. Yet you are changing me as I am changing you.”

Hannibal’s head shot up. “And you let me drink your blood anyway? Knowing this?” he asked shocked to the depth of his soul. “knowing it would change you.”

Drake ran a finger down the human’s sweat streaked face. “It is not unwelcome, Hannibal King.”

“B…but Drake…”

“I will always be the First. Only now I have a touch of humanity as well,” Drake told him softly, cupping the side of Hannibal’s face.

Hannibal felt his eyes fill with tears. “Oh, God.”

“Are you saddened by it, Hannibal King? By the changes occurring in me.”

Hannibal swallowed heavily. “Not saddened, it’s just… I don’t know what to say.” He smiled down at the vampire. “You do know what this means, right?”

Drake looked up at his human in fascination. Still finding great pleasure in the expressions that crossed Hannibal’s face. How quickly they flashed across his pale face. “What?”

Hannibal smiled down at him cheekily. “You love me. You changed for me when you didn’t have to. That’s one of the greatest gifts anyone has ever given me.”

“It was no hardship, Hannibal King. Is that what love is?”

Hannibal lowered his head, gently kissing the vampire’s nose. He cupped the left side Drake’s chest, feeling the strong heartbeat. “Yeah, I think it is. You didn’t have to change. I would have loved you no matter what.”

Drake flipped Hannibal onto his back. “It was time to evolve. Change. And I could find no better reason than for you, Hannibal King,” saying that, he slid back into the willing human under him.

“Ow. Drake?”

The vampire looked down at his human curiously. “What?”

“If you get fed up again with your children and with humans and you decide to sleep for another couple of thousands years, you’re not going to forget about me, right?”

Drake began thrusting, moving powerfully into Hannibal’s warm body. Smiling when strong legs wrapped around his back. “Never, Hannibal King. Never. You shall be right next to me, wrapped safely in my arms. We will sleep together until it is time to once again walk the earth.”