Vampire’s Mate Camping Short #2
“That’s because I hold some very important cards over you. You have to be nice to get what you want.” Soren gave another roll of his hips in demonstration, giggling when the scowl immediately dropped from Gabe’s face. He started tugging at the bottom of Gabe’s shirt.
“You gave me what I wanted even when I was a grumpy dick to you.” Gabe flashed white teeth up at Soren. “Face it, brat, you’re addicted to this body.”
Soren was too busy trying to undress said body to justify that accusation with an answer. “This shirt is trouble,” he griped, tugging the offending tank up and over Gabe’s arms.
“Yeah, well, your shorts should be illegal,” Gabe countered, fingering the hem of them, which had settled somewhere just above the curve of Soren’s ass in their current position.
Soren preened a little at that. He’d searched far and wide for the perfect camping outfit—if he was going to be forced to be outdoors, he was at least going to have the proper aesthetic—and had in the end chosen a bit of a seventies fitness vibe, donning a pair of high-waisted terrycloth shorts that made his ass look fantastic and pairing them with a tight T-shirt just this side of a crop top.
Gabe tugged harder on the edge of them, his broad fingers brushing Soren’s cheeks. “I could pull them up just the tiniest bit and still be able to fuck you dirty, baby.”
“No.” Soren knocked his hands away. “You’ll get them all filthy.”
“Then get naked for me.”
“You are not in charge here.”
But Soren very much wanted to get naked, so he went ahead and did it, scrambling out of his clothes before tugging Gabe out of his own (much longer) pair of shorts.
Soren hopped back up to straddle Gabe’s thighs, licking his lips as he eyed the prize he’d revealed.
Gabe’s cock was perfect as ever, especially when it was so beautifully hard for Soren, jutting up along Gabe’s belly.
Soren placed his hands on Gabe’s stomach and lifted himself, rubbing along that cock, letting the length of it slide along his perineum. Fuck, he loved this gorgeous thing.
He was pretty fond of the man attached to it too. But really, it was a fantastic cock.
Soren played around like that for a while, sliding his cheeks along the underside and teasing them both, letting the head notch at his rim before shifting back, running his hands along Gabe’s abs and his chest all the while.
Eventually, Gabe bucked his hips up, a small frown furrowing his brows, even as his jaw fell slack. “You’re going to make me come like this.”
“Don’t you dare,” Soren scolded. But he reached sideways for his discarded fanny pack, fishing out the little foil packet he’d stashed there for emergencies.
Gabe cocked a brow at him. “You brought lube? After all that about us not fucking in the wilderness?”
“Hush,” Soren crooned, pouring the packet over Gabe’s swollen erection, giving it a few tugs just to enjoy the way Gabe’s mouth opened even wider at his touch.
Soren knew he was still loose and open enough from their shower sex that morning, and he didn’t want to wait anymore.
He held that beautiful cock steady and lowered himself on it, desperate to feel the ache.
He didn’t know what was with him today. Normally Gabe was the needy one, always having to be holding on to Soren or throwing him on his lap or requesting that Soren pet his hair while he watched TV.
But today Soren couldn’t get enough. He’d woken up wanting to be filled, and even after achieving that goal, he only wanted more.
He paused when his ass was flush with Gabe’s hips, reveling in the stretch. “Did you put an aphrodisiac in my coffee this morning?” he asked lightly.
Gabe’s fingers twitched on his hips, but he stayed put, good boy that he was. “We never had coffee this morning.”
That was right. Maybe it was Soren’s crankiness over having to be part of this family activity, one where he’d thought he’d be stuck in a tiny tent and wouldn’t be able to sprawl over Gabe’s chest the way he did at home, cocooned in their expensive sheets.
Oh Christ, had Soren become a homebody?
He banished the thought by leaning fully over Gabe, sliding their chests together and claiming his mouth. “You do the work now. I’m tired out.”
Gabe—always obedient when it came to lustful pleasure—obliged beautifully, planting his feet on the bed and thrusting up in a way that had Soren almost keening. “Oh God.”
“So beautiful,” Gabe murmured, before taking Soren’s lips again and reminding Soren he wasn’t the only one with vampire stamina anymore. He set a fantastically brutal rhythm, pounding into Soren from underneath, grabbing at his ass with greedy hands.
Soren gave in to it all. He gave in to the frantic pace, in to Gabe’s enthusiasm, in to his own need. He let himself relax into his mate’s chest and just take it for once, muffling his moans in Gabe’s silken skin.
It wasn’t long before Gabe was groaning into Soren’s ear. “Gonna come, baby.”
“Of course you are,” Soren panted. “Where’s your sense of restraint?”
But then he could only whimper as Gabe grasped his aching cock and began jerking him off between their bellies. Soren was spurting over his fist in no time, biting at Gabe’s chest with blunt teeth as Gabe ground his hips into him, emptying into Soren at the same time.
They lay there panting on top of the covers for some time. Gabe finally sighed, pressing a kiss to Soren’s head. “I think I love camping.”
“Hush your mouth,” Soren scolded. “Now, let’s see if this is a working shower.”
Jay
“Come on, kitten, let’s give them some privacy.”
Jay moved his gaze from where it was stuck on the RV to Alexei, who was smiling knowingly at him.
“I think they like our surprise,” Jay whispered as the sounds of Soren and Gabe bickering gave way to the sounds of quiet gasps and moans.
“Let’s let them enjoy it in private, then, shall we?”
Jay maybe pouted a little at that—he wasn’t trying to be pervy, honest, but his friends had just gotten there—but he let Alexei grab his hand and lead him toward the pond they’d scouted months ago, the one where Alexei had first taught him to swim.
Jay couldn’t help but wonder, as they walked, did he count as a himbo?
He was pretty nice, he thought. Or at least he tried to be.
And Alexei was the very nicest. Were they both himbos?
Maybe there were other criteria he didn’t know about.
He’d ask Soren later, when his friend had had his fill of RV sex.
Jay definitely didn’t think Soren counted as a himbo though.
He was good, but he wasn’t always nice. And he really seemed to enjoy bossing Gabe around.
Jay side-eyed Alexei, who was looking extra beautiful in the summer sun with all the trees surrounding him. Would Alexei like it if Jay bossed him around more?
They approached the pond, and Jay kicked off his flip-flops so he could walk up to the edge and stick his feet in the cool water. He sighed contentedly as he felt Alexei’s arms wrap around him. “Should I be bossier with you?”
He felt Alexei’s chuckle vibrate against his back. “I think you’re plenty bossy, kitten. Always demanding sex and cuddles.”
Jay stiffened, indignant. “I say please though!”
“You do,” Alexei placated, pressing a kiss to the top of Jay’s head. “You say please so nicely, sweetheart.”
Jay relaxed again as Alexei placed the next kiss on the back of his neck.
He tilted his head, hoping Alexei would take the hint to keep going.
He did, working along the side of Jay’s throat, sending the yummiest shivers through Jay’s body.
It made him want Alexei’s mouth in other places.
Maybe they should get naked? They could have their own sexy times, while Gabe and Soren had theirs.
They could do it right here, on the bank of the pond.
They’d get all muddy and slippery, and it would be so hot, and Alexei would start doing that growly thing he did when he was really getting into it, and afterward they could swim in the pond to rinse off.
Jay could practice being bossy, even. He’d just say, “Take off your clothes, mate,” with no please at all. Not even—
Jay straightened in Alexei’s arms as the telltale sound of another car approaching reached the pond. “They’re here! They’re early!” he cried, wriggling out of Alexei’s hold and grabbing his hand instead, tugging him back in the direction they’d come from.
He half listened as Alexei grumbled something about camping being better when it was just the two of them, but Jay didn’t think he could possibly mean it, not when practically all their friends were going to be there.
“Danny! Roman!” Jay waved as the two exited their car.
He got a hug from Danny, which was so nice, and a little nod from Roman, which from Roman was actually very nice as well.
And then Danny let Jay show him around, pointing out the camping chairs they’d set up and the fire they were going to be having, since that was how the humans did it, according to the movies.
Jay had a moment of doubt as he watched Roman size up the RV, whistling in appreciation.
“Should we have gotten one for everyone?” Jay asked, biting at his lip. He’d known Soren would want something extra fancy, but he’d thought the others might like tent camping the same way he did. That was part of the fun, wasn’t it? Pretending they were a part of nature for a night?
“No, sweetie,” Danny reassured him. “We brought our tent. Roman’s happy to rough it for a night.”
“Happy, am I?” Roman asked, running a hand along his mate’s back.
Danny grinned up at him. “You’re ecstatic.” He looked around the clearing again. “Are Gabe and Soren exploring? Their car’s here.”
“Oh no, they’re having RV sex,” Jay explained. “It’s like regular sex, but in an RV. Although, I think they’re done now, since we’re not hearing any moaning anymore.”
Danny wrinkled his nose. “Ew. I didn’t need to know that.”