Vampires Will Never Hurt You

"I'm not changing you, Mikey.." The vampire mumbled, looking up at the boy when he pulled back.
"What? Why not?" Mikey asked, his brows furrowing in confusion.
The life of a vampire is not what someone should want. Murdering random people just to stay alive? Walking around dead but alive? It's not all it's cracked up to be.
"Mikey, honey, come on," Frank sighed, running his fingers through his hair. "Let's not do this, alright?"
"No. Let's talk about why you won't change me," Mikey countered stubbornly, pulling away from the vampire and standing up. "Do you not want me around that long or something? Am I not good enough to be like you?"
"What?" Confusion and slight annoyance filled Frank's expression as he looked up at the boy. What was he on about? God, that boy has no idea what he's even saying. Mikey shook his head and crossed his arms.
"I just want to be like you, Frankie. We could be the same."
"You have no idea what you're asking, Michael -- you don't know what you want," Frank spat, getting up. "You're being ridiculous; you're gonna fucking regret it."
"Regret it?" He repeated incredulously, anger growing inside him. "I would regret living the rest of my life with you?"
The vampire sighed in frustration, his hands on his hips. He was just digging this hole deeper and deeper each time he spoke. Fuck, if only Mikey would understand.
"That's not exactly what I meant."
"Then what did you mean, Frank? Huh?"
"God, I fucking knew this was going to happen; everybody always wants something," Frankie groaned, rubbing his face. Mikey looked majorly insulted as he huffed and grabbed his coat off the back of the couch. What the fuck did Frank know? What did he know about what Mikey felt or what Mikey wanted? Nothing. That's what he knew.
"If you think that's why I've gone through all this trouble, then you don't know me, Frank. So fuck you," The boy spat, marching for the door.
"Where the hell are you going?"
"Anywhere away from you!" He shouted, slamming the door closed behind him as he left the cabin.
What the fuck just happened?

* * *
This was stupid. This was really stupid. But Mikey didn't care, because he was going to prove Frank wrong. What did the vampire know? Nothing -- as we've established. Mikey knew what he wanted, and when he wanted something, he was going to get it -- one way or another.
The boy wondered around aimlessly in the woods for two hours as the sun set, soon being greeted with the night sky. It started with him just needing to clear his head, but then the idea came. If Frank wasn't going to change him, then surely someone else would. There had to be other vampires out here, and not just the one he knew. What vampire would pass up the opportunity for free blood from a willing victim?
Well, clearly Frank Iero would.
Twigs cracked beneath Mikey's feet as he made his way through the trees -- that and the sounds of owls or birds being the only thing filling the chilly, night air. The boy wasn't exactly trying to be quiet -- he was expecting a creature to come up on him -- but he still didn't want to attract the wrong creature, such as a wolf or something.
His breath was slightly uneven as he got the feeling he was being followed. This is it, he thought. Just let them do it, it'll be quick. The boy found himself frozen in place, holding his breath as he waited.
The thud of feet roughly hitting the ground mad him instinctively spin around, but his fear instantly faded as shock filled his expression. What the fuck was he doing here?
That familiar intense gaze was there as Mikey's eyes locked with Frank's -- who looked completely bewildered and pissed off.
"What the fuck are you doing out here?" Frank growled as he stepped closer to the boy. "Are you that fucking desperate to change? That you're out here risking your life?'
God was he angry. Infuriated, actually. Why must Mikey be so stupid?
"Well i-if you won't change me, then someone else will," Mikey stammered, crossing his arms.
"Christ, Mikey! Vampire's out here won't change you!" He barked. "They'll suck you dry and leave you for dead!"
Mikey's eyes grew wide at the thought of that happening. Okay, maybe he didn't think this through. He knew that now, and his cheeks with red with embarrassment -- and anger -- as he looked away from the vampire.
"What do you expect me to do, Frankie?" He questioned, softer than expected. "I just want to fucking change, so that we can be together forever. Why can't you understand that?" Tears were threatening the boy's eyes as he looked at Frank, searching. The vampire only shook his head, running his fingers through his hair.
"You're gonna regret it, Mikey.. And if I change you-" He paused, shifting. "Then you won't need me anymore.."
This time, a tear did fall from Mikey's eye. How could he say that? Mikey wasn't there just to get what he wants and then leave. He cared about Frank. More than he cared for most people.
"And then you'd hate me." Frank stated, finally looking at the boy. "You'd hate me, because I took your mortal life away. And I would say that I warned you, but that wouldn't matter, because it'd be too late."
The pain in his words really hit Mikey, then. Frank cared just as much as the boy did. It's no wonder he wouldn't change the boy. But he was wrong.
"Frankie," Mikey spoke softly, stepping closer and taking the vampire's hands in his own. "I wouldn't hate you.. I could never-.. I love you."
Frank's head jerked up, his eyes wide as he squeezed the boy's hands just a little too tight.
"Y-.. You do..?"
"I do," He nodded, smiling soothingly as he cupped Frank's cheek, gently brushing his cheekbone. "I love you. I only want you, honey. I'm not with you for any other reason, than to selfishly have you all to myself."
A smile flickered on the vampire's face at this and he pulled Mikey closer, gently pecking his lips, which the boy gladly returned.
"I love you too.. I just- I'm scared.. Once you're in it, you're in it forever," He warned, his expression solemn.
"A life with you? Forever? Please," Mikey grinned. "I would love that more than anything."
It was true, too. Mikey really loved Frank like he'd said, and those feelings were most certainly neutral. The vampire cupped his boyfriend's cheeks -- if he could call Mikey that now -- and pressed their foreheads together, sighing softly in defeat.
"I'll do it.. But my way."
Mikey beamed instantly and squealed excited, making Frank laugh and hold him tighter.
We're doing this.

* * *
Mikey lay on the king sized bed in Frank's room, his shirt now off as Frank had instructed. The room was mostly dark, lit only by the moonlight that shone over the boy's half-naked form. His bare upper torso looked pale-ish blue in this lighting.
He shifted slightly as he waited patiently, unsure of what to expect. When the two men had come back to the cabin, Frank hadn't said much. He just told Mikey to take his shirt off and get into the bed -- do not do anything else, he'd instructed.
Frank came in a few minutes later, silent as he crawled up on the bed over Mikey, eyeing his fit form as a soft smile played on his lips. It was no secret that the boy was fucking stunning, as it was no secret that he was irresistible to the vampire.
"Just stay still," He whispered, gently running his hand up the boy's torso -- goosebumps forming on the exposed skin. He grinned and leaned down, pressing gentle kisses to Mikey's chest, letting his tongue softly sweep over both nipples, causing the boy to let out little gasps.
Mikey bit his lip to hold back any moans that threatened to come out. His body was highly sensitive, making his reactions stronger and much more perfect to Frank.
"What are you--?"
"Shh." Frank cut him off, gently biting down on the soft, milky flesh of the boy's side. The fangs weren't out -- not yet anyway -- so the bite was just a simple little thing. Nonetheless, Mikey let out a soft, pleasured whine and ran his fingers through Frank's hair, watching him intently.
What the vampire was doing -- or trying to do -- was calming Mikey's nerves and preparing him. They say that things hurt less if you aren't expecting them. It's all mind tricks.
Frank kissed along the boy's waistline, gently nipping here and there. When he reached his hip bone, he bit down again, the pleasure going straight to Mikey's cock. Who knew, right?
"Frankie.." Mikey whispered, biting hard on his lower lip.
"Shush, Michael."
Then he did.
The vampire bit a few spots as he moved up the side of Mikey's torso, letting his tongue swipe at the skin each time. He of course trailed further kisses over the boy's stomach, dipping his tongue into his belly button. This time, a soft groan fell from Mikey's lips.
This part was more of a teasing thing for Frank -- he was just a dick like that.
He trailed kisses back up to Mikey's chest, leaving behind wet traces in doing so. The time was now. Frank nuzzled his nose against Mikey's neck, breathing in his scent. God, did he smell good, too.
But then the fangs were out -- sharp and menacing. Mikey's eyes were closed at this point, leaving him completely unaware.
Perfect.
Frank slowly opened his mouth, hesitant of course. But then he bit into Mikey's neck -- the boy's eyes suddenly popping open as he let out a painful shriek, clutching onto the vampire's bicep. His nails dug into Frank's skin as he clutched tighter, tighter.
"Fuck, that hurts,"Mikey groaned through gritted teeth.
The pain, however, wasn't so bad for long, as Mikey grew to like it. But then Frank retracted, licking the blood from his lips as he looked down at the boy. His eyes were blood red -- something Mikey hadn't seen since he first ran into the vampire.
Frank leaned down, then, kissing him with great force and a whole lot of passion, which Mikey easily returned. Their lips worked together as the boy desperately chased the taste of his own blood in the vampire's mouth. It wasn't that bad -- not like he'd thought it would be. He wouldn't mind living off it if he had to.
Frank pulled back eventually, once all the blood was gone. He licked up the rest of the blood that was drying on Mikey's shoulder, peppering kisses over the puncture wounds afterward.
"How long will it take?" Mikey asked softly, gently petting the vampire's dark hair.
"Few hours. It's kinda slow," He shrugged, smiling as he buried his face in the boy's neck. Mikey only giggled quietly and held onto his boyfriend, enjoying the affection he was showing.
Truthfully, it wasn't as bad as he'd thought it would be. Sure, his neck had a dull ache in it, but that would fade eventually. It was worth it. At least now he really could be with Frank forever.
"I love you," He murmured against Frank's skin, smiling as he felt the vampire do the same.
"I love you too, Mikey."
"Promise?"
"Yes, I promise," He snorted, pressing a grin to the boy's skin.

Mikey did eventually fall asleep while Frank watched him -- in a none weird way, of course. Totally.
He held his boyfriend protectively, kissing wherever he could reach whenever he felt like it. Mikey had mumbled the vampire's name a few times as he would shift and snuggle closer. Frank loved every second of it.
When the boy finally did wake up, Frank's smile was the first thing he saw. A grin sprung across his face at that moment and he couldn't not stretch up and peck his lips. It was the most loving thing he'd done. In the past few hours, of course.

Frank gladly accepted the kiss though, his hand resting limply on Mikey's neck.
"Lemme see those fangs," He grinned, which Mikey mirrored.
This was it. Did it work? Well. Here goes nothing then.
Mikey pushed himself up to rest on his elbow, letting his fangs out. Frank looked impressed as his brows raised, a grin still painted on his face.
"They look good, babe," He commented, poking one. "Sharper than mine, actually."
"I'll just have to dull them down some, then," Mikey winked, smirking. He licked over both fangs, feeling the sharp tips jab at the soft flesh. God, what if he accidentally bites into his tongue or cheek or something? These would take some getting used to.
"I-.. I think I made a mistake doing this.." Mikey mumbled, chewing his lower lip. Frank's eyes grew wide as he pushed him up on his elbow.
"Michael, I swear to God--"
"I'm kidding!" He laughed, falling over on his back. "Your face though!"
Frank rolled his eyes back smiling, crawling over Mikey.
"Yeah, yeah. You're such an ass."
"But you love me."
"I do!" He beamed, snuggling into the boy's side. Mikey pulled him closer and nuzzled his chest, humming happily. This was good. The two were finally the same -- in a way. Knowing that they would be able to cuddle, to kiss, to be each other's forever, made them both the happiest.
They hadn't known each other awhile, but can love really be measured by time? Not if you believe in love at first sight. Which neither of the two really did believe in, but they did believe in love. Love that could happen at any time.
"My boy," Frank smiled, kissing the top of his boyfriend's head. "Now we just have to tell your brother."
Mikey's eyes popped open then and he groaned as he buried his face in Frank's neck.
"Great."

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