Betrayals On The Dance Floor [Part One of Big Brothers The Murderers]
Jake Pitts, Jeremy "Jinxx" Ferguson and Christian "CC" Coma
~Jayy's POV~
While Dahvie drove down the street to Pitts' house, I nuzzled my face into his neck, purring while nibbling and kissing just under his jaw. I heard and felt a low groan from his chest where my hand was resting, and he suddenly pulled my by the waist onto his lap, lifting me over his knees so that I was straddling his thighs and sitting on my knees.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him heatedly after he turned my on in the alley, our lips moving in synchronisation with how well we know each other's bodies by now. I started grinding down onto him and quickly felt pressure between my thighs. I chuckled into the kiss and he pushed me back onto my seat, shacking his head and growling, mumbling under his breath.
"Uh...No...Later...Wait..." I giggled softly at his confused state of arousal and got out of the van, realising he had stopped right outside the house.
Pitts' house was on a corner, and there was a tall fence surrounding his house and garden, with a gateway to the drive. Dahvie opened the gate, and we found the back door to be unlocked (dat euphemism xD sorry I had to). We both had 3 cloths with chloroform on them, just in case either of us had to deal with all of them, and we split off so that I searched the ground floor and Dahvie took the first floor.
I turned a corner and found Pitts' home studio, where Coma and Ferguson were sipping beer, Ferguson with a guitar on his lap. I opened the door just as I heard Dahvie kicking a door down upstairs and screaming "Heeeeerreee's Dahvie!!" Coma and Ferguson heard him too since I'd opened the door, and they looked in my direction to see my grinning at them. I had no problem with getting these guys, whereas I knew taking Radke later would be hard since he was a great friend.
Coma and Ferguson both muttered "Fuck" under their breath and I giggled. Coma stood up and walked towards me, grabbing one of my shoulders as if to calm me down. I twisted his arm behind his back, turning him around at the same time, so that he was bent at the hips and couldn't move his arm before smothering his mouth and nose with a cloth. He must've bitten his lip at this point, and pretty fucking hard, too, since I smelt blood which clouded my vision with red and made me realise just how thirsty I was. I guess I'd get to have some fun with Ferguson.
Coma passed out and I dropped him, the well-being of the subjects not bothering me right now, as I walked towards Ferguson.
"You and I are going to have a little fun before I drug you, I think." I whispered in a low tone. Ferguson shakes his head with his eyes wide.
"No, please-"
"Don't worry. I just want a little blood from you..." I chuckled darkly before advancing on him, grabbing him by the throat and pushing him against the wall. I forced his head to one side and I licked his throat, finding his vein, before piercing it with my growing fangs and sucking down on the wound hard. He winced at first, starting to scream, but the noise quickly turned to moans as a small amount of my venom ran through him, turning the pain into euphoria. After a few seconds, I released him to avoid turning him, licked the wound so that it healed- now my thirst was cured, I wanted to make sure he arrived at the House safely- and gently placed the second cloth over his mouth and waiting patiently for him to pass out. He relented quickly and slumped against me silently.
I picked up Ferguson and turned around to see Dahvie looking proudly at me, with Pitts over one shoulder and using the other arm to grab Coma around the chest, lifting him effortlessly. We carried them all back to the van, tying them with their wrists tied to rings on the ceiling, and their ankles and waists strapped to the side of the van. Dahvie and I got out the back of the van, walked around to the front, and started to drive to the next stop.
While Dahvie drove down the street to Pitts' house, I nuzzled my face into his neck, purring while nibbling and kissing just under his jaw. I heard and felt a low groan from his chest where my hand was resting, and he suddenly pulled my by the waist onto his lap, lifting me over his knees so that I was straddling his thighs and sitting on my knees.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him heatedly after he turned my on in the alley, our lips moving in synchronisation with how well we know each other's bodies by now. I started grinding down onto him and quickly felt pressure between my thighs. I chuckled into the kiss and he pushed me back onto my seat, shacking his head and growling, mumbling under his breath.
"Uh...No...Later...Wait..." I giggled softly at his confused state of arousal and got out of the van, realising he had stopped right outside the house.
Pitts' house was on a corner, and there was a tall fence surrounding his house and garden, with a gateway to the drive. Dahvie opened the gate, and we found the back door to be unlocked (dat euphemism xD sorry I had to). We both had 3 cloths with chloroform on them, just in case either of us had to deal with all of them, and we split off so that I searched the ground floor and Dahvie took the first floor.
I turned a corner and found Pitts' home studio, where Coma and Ferguson were sipping beer, Ferguson with a guitar on his lap. I opened the door just as I heard Dahvie kicking a door down upstairs and screaming "Heeeeerreee's Dahvie!!" Coma and Ferguson heard him too since I'd opened the door, and they looked in my direction to see my grinning at them. I had no problem with getting these guys, whereas I knew taking Radke later would be hard since he was a great friend.
Coma and Ferguson both muttered "Fuck" under their breath and I giggled. Coma stood up and walked towards me, grabbing one of my shoulders as if to calm me down. I twisted his arm behind his back, turning him around at the same time, so that he was bent at the hips and couldn't move his arm before smothering his mouth and nose with a cloth. He must've bitten his lip at this point, and pretty fucking hard, too, since I smelt blood which clouded my vision with red and made me realise just how thirsty I was. I guess I'd get to have some fun with Ferguson.
Coma passed out and I dropped him, the well-being of the subjects not bothering me right now, as I walked towards Ferguson.
"You and I are going to have a little fun before I drug you, I think." I whispered in a low tone. Ferguson shakes his head with his eyes wide.
"No, please-"
"Don't worry. I just want a little blood from you..." I chuckled darkly before advancing on him, grabbing him by the throat and pushing him against the wall. I forced his head to one side and I licked his throat, finding his vein, before piercing it with my growing fangs and sucking down on the wound hard. He winced at first, starting to scream, but the noise quickly turned to moans as a small amount of my venom ran through him, turning the pain into euphoria. After a few seconds, I released him to avoid turning him, licked the wound so that it healed- now my thirst was cured, I wanted to make sure he arrived at the House safely- and gently placed the second cloth over his mouth and waiting patiently for him to pass out. He relented quickly and slumped against me silently.
I picked up Ferguson and turned around to see Dahvie looking proudly at me, with Pitts over one shoulder and using the other arm to grab Coma around the chest, lifting him effortlessly. We carried them all back to the van, tying them with their wrists tied to rings on the ceiling, and their ankles and waists strapped to the side of the van. Dahvie and I got out the back of the van, walked around to the front, and started to drive to the next stop.
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