Title: Life’s Little Pleasures

Author: Angelee

Fandom: Blade Trinity

Pairing: Drake/Hannibal King

Rating: Adult

Summary: Let’s go out for Halloween. Have some fun.

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

Life’s Little Pleasures

“Oof. Ah-right there. Yeah, right there. Hmm. Drake?”

Drake looked up from watching his hands caressing the human’s soft and very warm skin. “Yes?”

Hannibal arched his head back as he forced himself down hard onto Drake. Knowing the vampire could take it. “Have you noticed that all we do is fuck, eat and fuck some more?”

“Is there a problem with that?”

Hannibal smiled at him. “No, no problem. It’s just that we haven’t even gone outside to look around yet.”

Drake gently fingered Hannibal’s nipples, earning a gasp and a needy moan. “Is there something you wish to see in Oakland?”

“Oh, oh. N…no not really. But getting some sunshine and exercise would keep me from becoming a dull boy.”

Drake ran his hand down Hannibal’s sculpted abdomen. Zeroing in on the hard flesh rising from between the human’s legs. “You are not a boy. And you are far from dull.”

Hannibal swallowed heavily as he watched the vampire begin to pump him leisurely. “Oh- god that feels so good.”

“Yes. I know.”

Hannibal frowned at him. “Arrogant, much.”

Drake gave him a lazy smile, continuing to pleasure the human. “Yes. Arrogant, much. Are you mine, Hannibal King?”

Hannibal began moving urgently over Drake. Loving the double stimulation of having the vampire in him and the cool almost cold hands on his flesh.

“W…What?”

“Are you mine?”

“I guess so.” Suddenly all motion stopped. Hannibal moaned at the loss. He was close so close. “What the fuck?” he asked, trying to force the vampire into motion. Groaning when it wasn’t allowed.

“Are you mine?” Drake asked again, brows furrowing. “There is no guess so. Are you mine?”

“Ah.”

“Answer me, human.”

“Don’t you want to fuck?” Hannibal asked in confusion. The handsome vampire continued to stare up at him. “What brought this on?”

“You wish to go out. Perhaps to find another to warm your bed.”

Hannibal gave Drake a cocky smile. “You’re not exactly warm.” Swallowing heavily when the vampire’s frown deepened. “I don’t want anyone else, Drake.”

“Why then do you want to go out?”

“I just thought that it might do us good to go out and look around. Especially since you’ve been cooped up for all those thousands of years. Maybe see the sights do a little dancing.” Hannibal wiggled a little to emphasize dancing, moaning as it caused the vampire to move inside of him very pleasantly. Drake was a very big vampire. In all way that mattered. “And besides tonight is Halloween.”

Hands on his hips stilled him. “I know nothing of Halloween. And everything I need is in this dwelling you call a house.”

Hannibal looked down at Drake. “Aren’t you getting bored?”

“No.” Hannibal swallowed heavily at the look the vampire was giving him and the tone in his voice. “Are you?”

“Ah…”

“Are you, Hannibal King, getting tired of being with me. The first Vampire of all vampires.”

“When you put it like that- huh…no.”

“Then why do you wish to go out.”

“Well I, don’t not really. I just thought you might like to get out of the house for a bit. That’s all.” Hannibal gave him a wane smile. “I thought tonight would be a good night to go out. You’d even be able to go into vampire mode without anyone batting an eyelash.”

“I do not wish to go out.”

“Oh,” Hannibal replied uncomfortably. “Okay. That’s all you had to say. You didn’t have to get all huffy. You wanna go back to fucking?” he asked hopefully.

“No.”

Hannibal sighed unhappily. “What then- am I suppose to be stuck on your dick for the next month or so?”

Drake gave him a predatory smile. “Yes.”

Hannibal sighed again. “Geez, I never knew vampires were so sensitive.”

“I am not just any vampire.”

“True.” Hannibal tried moving to see if he could get Drake restarted. No go as strong hands kept him still. Yet Drake was still hard as a rock inside of him. “Come on, Drake. I wanna fuck. You haven’t fucked me in so long,” he wheedled, softly.

“I took you in the shower. Then again in the kitchen, up against what you call a refrigerator. Then on the dining room table. This would have been your fourth time ‘getting fucked’ as you so eloquently call it.”

“Yeah, but the dining room table was two hours ago and being as you’re already in my ass,” Hannibal cajoled. “Please?”

“No.”

Hannibal sighed unhappily as he looked at the figure of the not about to give an inch vampire. Hot damn-but he was a fine specimen of vampirehood.

“I’ll let you bite me.”

Drake waved a dismissive hand. “You let me do that anyway.”

“What do you what then?”

Drake tilted his head on the pillow his head was resting on. “What do you mean?”

“What can I give you so that you’ll get over your little snit?”

“Define snit.”

“Bad mood. Not wanting to finish what you already started. Like fucking me. And me all hot and ready for it.”

“You are always ready for it.”

Hannibal frowned at him. “Are you calling me easy?”

“Yes,” the vampire replied unrepentantly. “that is what I am calling you.”

“Do you know that would really hurt if it weren’t true?”

Drake smiled up at him. “Yes.”

“Fuck me already,” Hannibal coaxed sensually. Giving the vampire his best come hither look.

“No, and do not try that look. I am the first and therefore immune to it.”

Hannibal ran his hands over his chest. Going lower to stroke his erection that hadn’t gone down at all. “Fuck me.”

“No,” Drake replied, but he didn’t stop Hannibal’s hands.

“Fuck me.”

“No.” Drake was watching Hannibal’s hands avidly as they began a rhythm set to bring pleasure.

“I want you to fuck me.”

“No.” Drake could feel Hannibal tightening around him pleasantly.

Hannibal lowered his head until his face was inches from the vampire’s. “Fuck me,” he whispered softly.

“No.”

Hannibal tilted his head to the side in offer. “Bite me,” smiling when he saw the look in the vampire’s face. It wouldn’t be much longer.

“No.”

Hannibal licked at the vampire’s lips. “I love your dick.”

Drake smiled at him. “That is quite obvious.”

Hannibal rubbed his nose against the vampire’s. “It nice and big and it knows how to give a lot of fucking pleasure. Which I really wish it was doing right now,” he said wistfully.

Drake chuckled. Allowing his fangs to side free. “Do you?”

“Yes.” Hannibal turned his head again in offer. “Bite me.”

“Alright since you asked so nicely.” Drake sank his fangs into the human’s soft flesh. Sighing happily when his mouth was flooded with warm, rich blood.

“Oh, yeah,” Hannibal whispered in pleasure/pain. Holding the vampire’s head against shoulder. “That’s good. So fucking good.”

He began to undulate, giving a soft murmuring sound when he wasn’t stopped. One of these days he was going to let Drake bite his neck, but that wouldn’t be for awhile. Trust the vampire was gaining, but he had-had a very bad experience with vampires in general.

Drake pulled away slowly, licking his lips with the tip of his tongue. “You are sweet, very, very sweet.”

Hannibal smiled at him as he increased the motions of his body on Drake. “I don’t get called sweet very often. I think I like it.”

Drake took his mouth in a hungry kiss, wrapping his powerful arms around the struggling human. “You are and you are also mine. No other’s hands will ever touch you. I will kill those that try.”

Hannibal arched his back driving himself down against Drake almost violently. “Possessive, much?”

Drake began making sure Hannibal felt him. Hands on the human’s hips driving up into the willing body hard. Making him whine in pleasure and quite a bit of pain. “Yes.” Drake purred. “Oh, yes. Possessive much. Mine. All mine.”

Hannibal screamed when he felt the vampire’s seed coat his insides. Suddenly going limp. Drake followed him down onto the soft mattress. “Alright Hannibal King we will go out to this Halloween you wish to enjoy so much,” he whispered into his ear.

***

The walked the streets near their little home. Hannibal smiling at the kids dressed in their Halloween costumes. Screaming, yelling and giggling as they ran up and down the street in search of their treats.

Drake watched them with a fascination that was beginning to make Hannibal slightly uncomfortable.

“Hmm, Drake?”

Drake looked up at him from his contemplation of a little girl dressed as a fairy. “Yes?”

“Did you get enough to eat before we left the house?”

“Yes. Why?”

Hannibal furrowed his brows. “Hmm, because I’m really uncomfortable with the way you’re looking at the kids.”

Drake smiled at him. “Not to worry, Hannibal King. I am not hungry. Besides it would take twenty of these little younglings to feed me.”

Hannibal cleared his throat. “Oh, okay then. But if you get hungry you’ll let me know and we’ll go home and you’ll let me take care of you right?”

“Yes, Hannibal King.”

Just then a teenager came running up to them. “You guys wanna come to a Halloween party? It’s free.”

Hannibal took the flyer the boy was offering. “Hmm, okay. Do we need to bring anything?”

The boy smiled at them. “No just yourselves.”

“We’ll be there.”

“Cool,” The boy replied as he took off handing flyers to all the adults he came across.

Hannibal scanned the flyer. “The party is just up the street. Want to go for a little while?”

“If you wish.”

“Okay. Maybe they’ve got candy.”

Drake contemplated him in the eerie way he was prone to do. Like he was a choice meal for a hungry man. It had long since stopped making Hannibal uncomfortable. Drake feed on him constantly. He was in fact a willing meal for this extraordinary beautiful vampire.

“It’s a beautiful night,” Hannibal told Drake as they walked companionably down the crowded sidewalk.

“Yes.”

And it was too. A beautifully clear night. The stars clearly visibly. A gently cool breeze blowing leaves all around them like snowflakes of orange, dark red and brown.

Hannibal smiled at Drake. “I’m glad you decided to go out.”

“Yes.”

They walked up the steps to where the party was being held. What greeted them were sights and sounds that brought back great memories to Hannibal.

The sound of spooky music echoes throughout the two story house. Carved jack-o-lanterns gave the whole place an eerie glow.

“Welcome. I’m glad you could make it,” A very pretty witch, told them.

“Thank you for inviting us.”

The blue eyed witch smiled at them. “I love this community. Ever since we moved here three years. I try and give back when I can. This Halloween block party is just one of the ways.”

Hannibal looked round. “It’s cool that you would want to.”

“It’s fun. This house has been transformed into a haunted house. Two houses down is all kinds of spooky treats. Enjoy,” he told them going after some happily screaming kids being chased by a growling vampire.

Hannibal watched for a moment. “Now doesn’t that bring back happy memories,” he said sarcastically.

“They can no longer bother you, Hannibal King.”

“How can you be so sure?”

“I am the first. No one will go against my wishes.”

“Cool. Wanna check out the haunted house?”

The vampire tilted his head to the side. “Yes, I believe that I would.”

Twenty minutes later they were in the backyard. “Oh, now that was the spookiest haunted house I’ve ever seen,” Hannibal said, shivering dramatically.

“Hmm, yes. That tiny ghost was quite scary.”

Hannibal looked at Drake, eyebrows rising in surprise. “Did you just make a funny?”

The vampire smiled at him. “Yes, I believe I did. Did you like it?”

Hannibal nodded, returning the smile. “Yes, I really did.”

Drake’s smile deepened. “Cool.”

“Cool? Did you just say cool?”

“Yes.”

Hannibal chuckled softly. “Nice.”

Drake bowed formally. “Thank you.”

“So you wanna go get something to eat?”

“I already ate.”

Hannibal giggled. “That’s good. A double joke whammy. You’re starting to thaw. Not like Blake. He was such a wet blanket. Never did smile or joke. No matter how much I tried.”

Drake reached out arm and pulled Hannibal against him. “His loss,” He replied against a warm neck.

“Hmm, nice, but we shouldn’t do that here. There are kids around, don’t wanna give them to much of a show.”

“Yes. Shall we go back to our dwelling? Have you had enough of this Halloween?”

Hannibal looked into the eyes inches from him. In the flickering candles from the jack-o-lantern’s they seemed to have a supernatural glow.

“Have you seen enough?”

“Yes,” Drake replied, pulling in closer. Giving Hannibal a pretty good idea about what he had in mind.

“Horny, already.”

“Hmm, yes. And if you do not want the children to see me take you here on the ground amongst these pumpkin things, you’d better come home-now.”

“So demanding.”

“Yes. Let’s go.”

***

“Oh, yes. Oh, God-that feels so good. Harder, Drake. Make me feel you.”

Drake chuckled softly as he pulled the sweat streaked human against him. “You can feel me. You could hardly not.”

Hannibal smiled up at him. “Yeah, I know. I heard that in a lot of the porn I watched. I wanted to see if it sounded just as cheesy when I said it.”

Drake thrust in hard, making the human’s face cloud in pain and pleasure. “And does it?”

“No. I…” Hannibal arched up. Meeting each and every thrust for painful thrust. “I…I kinda like it. Harder. Harder.”

Drake flipped Hannibal onto his stomach and gave the human what he wanted. Hard and fast. Making him whimper. He arched his head back, giving a hoarse scream when he felt teeth sink into his shoulder.

He tried to reach a hand down, it was unceremoniously slapped away. A low growl his only warning.

“Oh. Oh. Oh,” He panted with every violent thrust. “Drake. Oh, God, Drake.” Strong fingers spanned the length of his abdomen, forcing him up into the vampire. “I…I want to come, D…Drake. Please,” he begged. “I want to come. Make me c…come.”

The teeth in his shoulder sank impossibly deeper. Making Hannibal moan. Those fingers, those extremely talented fingers took hold of him and began a rhythm that was hard and just a violent as the thrusting into him. Hannibal lost the ability to breathe. He couldn’t breathe. He knew that he was going to be bleeding again. Knowing how much Drake like to make him bleed, just so he could lick it off.

Hannibal felt the ultimate climb to release begin. Knew that Drake could feel it too. Feeling the vampire’s denial of it’s approach. The growling increased against his shoulder.

“I’m coming, Drake. I’m coming,” Hannibal gasped. Fighting with everything in him to not let it happen just yet. Wanting it to continue just as badly as Drake. He fought it off as much as he could, unable to came with a soft, gasping cry. Feeling his limbs suddenly lose all strength, he fell onto the soft mattress. Followed closely by Drake, who continued to thrust into him. Still suckling at his shoulder hungrily. Thrusting, thrusting into him as if he’d never, ever get the chance to do it again. Hard, violently with an edge of viciousness he’d never use before.

“Drake?” Hannibal whimpered softly. “Drake? Hurts. Hurts.”

The vampire’s only response was to increase the volume of his growling. Sinking his fangs in deeper. Suddenly the violence was gone and Drake began to hum softly against Hannibal’s shoulder as he fed. The thrusting slowed to where it only rocked Hannibal instead of shoving him deep into the mattress.

He felt the fangs withdraw from his shoulder. A cool tongue gently lapped at any remaining droplets of blood.

“Mine.”

“Yours,” Hannibal whispered softly back, biting back a whimper of pain as the vampire continued to thrust into him. It hurt even though Drake was barely moving now. “Yours. No others. Drake? Are you almost done? It’s really beginning to hurt.”

Drake wrapped his arms around Hannibal, lifting him. Till he was sitting in the vampire’s lap. “I can do this for an eternity.”

Hannibal rested his head against Drake’s massive shoulder as the vampire continued to thrust up into him.

“Oh, God-your trying to kill me aren’t you?”

Drake chuckled against his neck. “Would that be so bad?”

Hannibal moved tilted his head in offering. Drake’s lips met his, when they separated, he hungrily licked at the blood that still coated the vampire’s lips. “No, not if it means I can be with you for the rest of eternity.”

Drake cupped the side of his face. “Do you mean that?”

Hannibal nodded his head. “Yes. It scares the hell out of me, but yeah-with you I mean it.” Drake kissed him again. Tongue going as deep as the penis that still continued to move in him. “I love you, Drake. God, help me. I love you.”

Drake looked at him curiously for a moment before saying. “I’m not sure what love is,” he replied, sadly.

Hannibal smiled at him. “It’ll come to you.”

“How can you be so sure?”

“I just am. Till then just keep doing what you’re doing.”

Drake gave him a brilliant smile. “That I can manage.”

Hannibal gave him wryly smile. “I bet you can. You do know you’ve made me bleed again, right?”

“Yes.”

“Turns you on to make me bleed?”

“Yes.”

“You are one sick, sick vampire. Do you know that?”

Drake buried his against Hannibal’s warm neck. “So I’ve been told.”

“Hmm. I didn’t get any candy,” Hannibal said sadly. “Went out for Halloween and didn’t come back with any candy.”

Drake allowed his fangs to slide free, teasing the human with them against the sensitive skin of his neck. “Look on the table.”

Hannibal turned his head slightly, unwilling to lose the fangs gently caressing his skin. To find ten little Halloween bags filled to the brim with candies off all sorts. “You got me candy?” he asked incredulously.

“There was a table at the haunted house full of those little bags. I did not think the witch would be unhappy to be missing some. And I knew you would enjoy them.”

“You are the bestest vampire in the whole world,” Hannibal told him happily.

Drake wrapped his arms tightly around his human, thrusting up into him with renewed vigor. Making Hannibal moan softly. “This too, I have been told. Shall we continue?” he asked softly, sinking his fangs deep into Hannibal’s shoulder.

Hannibal sighed softly, tilting his head to the side to allow Drake easier access. This was one of the best Halloween’s ever. He idly wondered what the vampire would make of Thanksgiving and Christmas? As Drake flipped him onto his stomach and began pounding into him hard. He threw his head back and bit back a groan of pleasure/pain. It was something he could hardly wait to find out.