Title: Twinkling Lights 4

Author: Angelee

Fandom: Blade Trinity

Pairing: Drake/Hannibal King

Rating: Adult

Summary: Contentment.

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

Twinkling Lights 4

Hannibal rested comfortably against Drake. Listening to the strong beating of the vampire’s heart.

They’d spent most of the night making love. Sometimes loving and gentle, sometimes violently and all consuming.

Drake had a hand on top of Hannibal’s head gently rubbing his scalp with the pads of his fingers. The other was running up and down his back soothingly. Almost as if the vampire had to touch to make sure Hannibal was real.

They hadn’t slept at all. Now the sun was starting to rise.

Hannibal finally broke the peacefulness that had settled over them.

“It’s Christmas Day.”

“Yes.”

“We should get up and do Christmas Day things.”

“Yes.”

Hannibal made no motion to move, neither did Drake.

“In a little while?”

“Yes.”

“Cool.”

They rest contentedly, not wanting sleep, wanting to spend this time quietly in each other’s company more.

“This is nice.”

Drake continued his ministrations to Hannibal’s back and scalp. Making him so comfortable he might not want to move for the next century.

“Yes, it is.”

“Could stay like this forever.”

“Very possibly.”

“Yeah?”

“Hmm. Do you need food, Hannibal King?”

Just then Hannibal’s stomach grumbled, making them both chuckle.

“Guess so.”

“Then we should get you taken care off.”

“What about you? Do you need to feed?” Hannibal asked as he reluctantly lifted himself off of Drake. Wincing when skin stuck together by semen and blood pulled apart.

“No, I am fine.”

Hannibal looked down at himself. “I think I need a shower.”

Drake rose from the bed, graceful for someone his size. Pulling Hannibal into his arms.

“You are fine, just the way you are.”

Hannibal rubbed his face against the vampire’s shoulder. Earning a soft rumble of contentment.

“You’re just saying that cause you love me.”

“Yes.”

They both chuckled. “Bath it is,” Hannibal told him softly.

“While they waited for the tub to fill Drake took Hannibal back into his arms. Not really needing anything, just wanting to hold his human.

In the whole of his existence he had never had a night like the one he’d just shared with Hannibal.

Incendiary was the only way the vampire could describe it.

His hunger for his human was deeper than his need for blood. The more he tasted of Hannibal the more he wanted him.

What surprised Drake the most was the way Hannibal would match, at time surpassing the all consuming lust, the consuming passion.

The more the vampire’s blood mixed with his human’s the stronger Hannibal became. The more equal their relationship.

As the dawning of the new day approached Hannibal became a partner who would be able to withstand the demands of the First. Able to make his own demands and have the First respond.

Drake cupped Hannibal’s face lifting it to his. “You are now my equal in all things, Hannibal King,” he told him, gently kissing him.

Hannibal opened his mouth to the demands of his vampire. When they finally pulled apart. “I love you, Drake. More than I thought I could ever love anyone.”

“I know.”

Hannibal frowned up at him. “Hmm, don’t you have anything to say back to me?”

Drake nuzzled his ear gently. “I think the bath water is about to overflow.”

Hannibal’s frown deepened. “Pricktease. Alright, fine, I’ll take my bath now.”

Before he could get into the bath tub, Drake pulled him back against his body-hard. “Not without me.”

“Ow! Damn, you sure are an alpha type of vampire aren’t you?”

The vampire easily lifted Hannibal into his arms. He lowered them both into the warm water with no trouble at all. Completely unafraid of the slippery tub. “Yes, I am.”

Hannibal smiled up at him as he picked up the bar of soap. “And so fucking modest too.”

Drake took it from him. “No, modest has never been a word used to describe me.”

Hannibal sighed happily when the vampire began to wash him gently. “Oh-God this is great. I could stay like this forever.”

“Hmm.”

Hannibal turned slightly to look at him. “Drake?”

“Hmm?”

“Do you think we should move? You know before Danica and her merry band of cretins finds us.”

Drake gently scrubbed Hannibal’s sculptured chest. If anything his blood had added to the muscle tone. Tightening and sculpting his beautiful body even more. “Yes.”

“Where do you want to go?”

Drake shrugged his shoulders. “I do not know of this world. You pick someplace.”

Hannibal thought about it for a moment. Startling when Drake’s hands went between his legs. “Trying to start something?”

Drake smiled at him. “Yes.”

“Oh, okay. How about Las Vegas? I’ve always wanted to go there.”

Drake lifted Hannibal into his lap. Sliding into his human with no trouble whatsoever. The water in the tub rippling only slightly. “Fine.”

“Oh, man-that feels good.”

Drake released his fangs sliding them deep into Hannibal’s shoulder. Giving a rumbling sound of confirmation.

“Hey, I thought you weren’t hungry.” Drake gave a smaller rumble. “Snack? Okay, cool. Maybe afterwards-you know-after you fuck me without drowning me. We could look at our tree. There’s a present there for you. Hope you like it. God, you feel so good. I…I got you something when we went to the mall the other day.” Hannibal began to ride Drake, not caring that he was sending water over the edge of the tub. “Later. Later…after you fuck me. Oh, God-that’s good.”

Drake gave Hannibal another sound of confirmation. Sliding his fangs even deeper. Arms holding his human tightly against him. He couldn’t agree more.