Second Course

[Annalas]

***

Bill awoke hours later, unsure when he had even fallen asleep. He was curled up in David's arms, the vampire lying still next to him, not breathing. Of course, he didn't think David normally breathed anyway, but it was all too obvious now that he was sleeping. Bill hoped he was sleeping, at least, and not…dead.

He stayed there, laying in David's arms for a good twenty minutes as he woke up, enjoying the feel of being held as long as he could. Alas, bodily functions spurred him from their small nest, forcing him to disentangle himself slowly, taking care to try not to wake David as he headed for the bathroom.

Once he had finished washing his hands, he ran his fingers through his long hair, pleased that it hadn't dried all crinkly and wavy as it sometimes had the tendency to do. Feeling a bit vulnerable walking around in his birthday suit, he carefully went out into the living room, making doubly sure that he had rearranged the curtains to cover David's bedroom door again.

Now that he was dressed, however, he was in quite a bit of a dilemma. He really did want to go back to curl up with David, but he didn't know how long the vampire's sleep would last. Instead, he went to the kitchen, digging around in search of any type of food; true to his word, however, the cabinets were empty, the fridge only stocked with blood.

He shut the fridge quickly, not wanting to think about the reason the bags were in there too much. David was a vampire, true…but seeing a vampire feed still made his stomach churn in uneasiness, even after a year. It was only in the past few months that he had truly begun to like being fed from, and he was still getting used to that ideology, even. To think that he actually wanted something like that…almost craved it, really.

Or maybe it was the vampires he met that made him feel comfortable with giving blood so easily. Emil, for one…he made Bill feel at easy about the process (except that one time when Lamar watched them). David, too, for completely different reasons that made his stomach flutter pleasantly. He was old enough to know when he was attracted to someone, and he knew without a doubt that he was attracted to David. Pursuing anything other than casual, though…he wasn't sure how he felt about that--or if David wanted that, for that matter.

A  glance at his cell phone, battery worn down and almost dead, revealed that it was afternoon. Not yet time for the sun to set, but possibly early enough for David to wake up. It was strange, as Emil had said that he didn't need very much sleep at all. Or it could be hours before David awoke.

Bill sighed as he began to browse all of David's video games in hope of killing time. He wasn't particularly hungry to begin with, and a quick inventory of his wallet revealed that delivery was out of the question, no matter what he had told David before. But he didn't want to just leave to go grab something and leave the front door unlocked; nor did he want to lock it behind him and not have a way to get in. The thought of taking David's keys with him only to have the vampire wake up and wonder didn't sound like an appealing thought, either.

So he continued to browse the video games, seeing titles he knew as well as many he didn't. He itched to play some of them, but did not know if, like his brother's, the consoles were off limits or not. Being unintrusive really was a bother, he thought with a frown. Perhaps he should go back and curl up with David again. The thought did sound appealing, he had to admit.

[Existentially Odd]

The sun had sunk beyond the horizon before David began stirring and he awoke gradually, enjoying his slumber and reluctant to let it go.  When he realised Bill wasn't with him in the bed - and that he was still in the house, because his heartbeat was clearly audible - it roused him faster than average, though.  Rubbing his eyes briefly, he pulled on a set of grey boxer briefs and slid the curtain over his door back to its tucked-away position.

He paused to run his fingers through his golden hair a few times before he opened the door, wanting to be sure he looked rumpled but not bedraggled, then he entered the lounge.

Spying Bill on the couch, he gave him a sleepy half-smile as he walked over and flopped down beside him.  "Hey," he greeted, his voice still thick with slumber.  "How're you doing?"  He leaned down to kiss the mortal's shoulder and then pulled back to gaze at him.

[Annalas]

Bill had finally settled on watching a movie, though it had taken him a while to get up the nerve to actually touch any of David's equipment. He kept the volume low and settled back on the couch to watch, curling up in the comfortable suede.

It was during the second movie that David awoke, coming over to sit beside him. Bill's face lit up in a smile as he crawled over to cuddle with David, leaning up to kiss his jaw. He had been wondering when David would wake up, and apparently that was after the sun had gone done.

"Hey," he greeted, unable to let the smile slip from his face. "I'm good…was wondering when you would wake up."

The movie ran on the television, forgotten, as some sort of car chase commenced on screen. Bill reached up to cup the nape of David's neck as he adjusted his position slightly into a more comfortable one. He had wondered if he should crawl back into bed with David, but had decided to give him until the end of this movie to wake up on his own. What if he was one of those non-morning people that didn't like to be touched when they woke up? Thankfully, that didn't seem to be the case, though.

"How was your sleep?" he asked, though the question 'do you have dreams?' was at the top of his mind and the tip of his tongue.

[Existentially Odd]

Wondering aloud when he'd wake up gifted Bill the answer: "About now."  He grinned cheekily, wrapping an arm about Bill and pulling his warmth close despite the fact that he would be independently chilled to the mortal.  Relenting on his evasive answer he decided to clarify, tasting the mortal's lips in between.  "I usually wake up half an hour or so after sundown.  Sometimes an hour, if I went to sleep late.  I'm only young still.  And I like sleeping," he chuckled.

Glancing up at the television just long enough to see what was on, he turned back to Bill with a smile at his next question.  "Good," he answered simply, thinking that maybe the mortal was hinting for a comment about the fact that he'd been in the apartment while David slept.  "I have no idea how long you spent with me, though, if that's what you're getting at.  Did you get your food delivered like you'd planned?  I see you made yourself at home," he gestured at the television screen, "which is great.  Hopefully if you're comfortable here you'll visit more often."

Well that was an unplanned comment.  He blinked, wondering at what point his mouth had decided to branch out on its own and suggest such a needy thing.

[Annalas]

David's skin was cold, of course, but Bill knew that he would warm up soon enough, with Bill curled close like he was. He rested his cheek on David's shoulder, completely content with being held like he was. He had had plenty of time over the past month to figure out that he felt very attracted to David, and  the past day or so to figure out that he actually liked David.

His face lit up at the comment about him coming to visit, David having unknowingly said exactly the right thing. His brother had always made a big deal out of Bill touching his things, which had made the mortal fairly timid about touching David's without permission. He knew the vampire had hinted that he should stay, though, and surely David hadn't wanted him to be bored. He was glad that he had been right.

"I'd love to," he beamed, his happiness clear in his face. "Visit, I mean. And then I woke up and realized that I didn't know any places around here that deliver. I haven't been up very long, anyway…I guess I was pretty tired, too."

Although he realized now that it might very well have been from being feed from too much. He needed to take it easy for another few weeks, at least, and give his body a break. But what about finding his brother? He supposed that he would just have to wait for the detective to contact him again. Benny had said that it might take a few weeks, after all.

"You said you were in your fifties? That's young for a vampire, I guess, isn't it?" he asked, steadfastly ignoring the itch of hunger growing within him. He wanted to stay in David's arms, and he was positive that mentioning hunger would spur the vampire into action….and he was very, very comfortable where he was.

[Existentially Odd]

"I'm forty-eight," David corrected.  "I was born in nineteen sixty-four and I was sired when I was twenty-two.  Sometimes, it doesn't seem long ago at all, it all just changes without you stopping and thinking, 'hey, this shit's really wild!' you know?  But then my mother comes to visit and she's so old now that it makes me realise that even if I'm standing still, in the mirror, everything else is marching on and I feel old.  Ish, anyway," he chuckled, pleased that he could share his feelings with Bill; pleased that Bill cared enough to ask.

"I'm young compared to most vampires, though, yeah.  I don't practise my talents enough, I'm too lazy, and my sire got the shits with my attitude and sent me away so... I'm trying to get better, so he'll give me another chance," he shrugged, looking down at Bill affectionately.  "Speaking of, we should go spend some of his money and get you some food, right?  Or do you want to just stay here and order in?  My laptop's in here if you want to search for somewhere that'll deliver," he advised, shuffling them around so he could put his feet on the carpet and push the central part of the couch out in order to open the footrest-cum-storage container up.  It had a hinged lid and inside was his online gaming stuff - his high-end laptop, headset and gaming mouse.  He pulled the laptop and mouse out and set them on the closed lid of the storage footrest, which was just before his and Bill's knees now.

Opening the screen, he booted the laptop out of sleep mode and gestured towards it.  "There you go.  I haven't got a password on the computer or anything and I have wifi so it's always connected to the internet, use it whenever you need it - well, unless I'm raiding on it," he joked, withdrawing from Bill and leaning back on the couch to give him space to use the computer if he wanted.  Technically, he hadn't given the mortal a chance to say whether he wanted to go out or not, he'd just given him all his options at once, so he knew he needed to back off and give Bill a chance to think.

[Annalas]

It was strange that David was so old, and yet so young. He was old enough to be Bill's father, but looked young enough to be his brother. Personally, Bill would rather not think of him as blood-related at all, considered what they had been getting up to. Emil was defnitely older, though, that was for sure.

"Oh wow," he replied, eyes wide as he took the information in. He wasn't sure what was going on with David and his sire, that his sire apparently kicked him out and…told him to grow up, perhaps? Because David didn't practice his talents enough, like the mind-reading thing. Bill was choosing to believe that last night had been an accident and not intentional mind-reading on David's part, if only so he wouldn't have to bring it up with David. As long as it was just surface thoughts, he could pretend it was accidental.

And then David was talking about getting Bill food--and even better, paying for it. He continued to curl up beside David, still touching him in any way possible as the vampire booted up the computer. His stomach took that time to growl its approval at the notion, making Bill duck his head slightly as his skin flushed.

"Food sounds good," he agreed earnestly. "What are we gonna do if we stay in?"

While he would certainly love another round of lovemaking, he had had the entire afternoon to familiarize himself with David's games, or at least the cases on the games. He was most definitely interested in trying to play a great many of them, but knew better than to touch the consoles without David's permission. He had learned that lesson from his brother quite well.

"Are you just going to raid the whole time?" Bill wasn't sure what he would be raiding, that was, but he figured it was a good joke as well as a valid question.

[Existentially Odd]

"Nah, I won't even log on tonight, if you're going to stay.  We'll just hang out, play some games and stuff, as long as you're not too bored with playing them, after being left alone in here all day.  You don't have anywhere else to be?" he checked, watching the mortal from his reclined position from beneath what were rather thoughtfully lowered lids.

His right knee was hooked up on the smooth couch and nudging against Bill's side, his left knee idly swinging, that foot still on the floor.  He was angled towards the back left corner of the couch, laying on the large suede cushions with his left arm raised over his head, hand flopped down to fiddle with his hair.  His right hand was draped across his abdomen, fingers stroking the ridges of his muscules absently.

Although his expression was sultry, he was actually watching Bill with speculation more than anything.  The mortal had a job, he was sure he'd mentioned it (though he couldn't remember what it was right now), so when did he work?  Was he sacrificing money to be here with him?  He did remember that Bill didn't earn much, that the cost of living was a stretch for the mortal, so he doubted that but... what if he was?  Should that make him feel pleased and flattered or worried?

Ultimately, he wasn't at all concerned that Bill was looking like staying another night with him.  He was excited about the prospect, in fact.  A playmate who was keen to spend time with him but not in a heavy-undertones kind of way, just... casually and comfortably?  Awesome.  He didn't feel any pressure to impress Bill or to come up with new and exciting games to dazzle him with; he could be himself and so could Bill and that was really cool.  Friends... with benefits, perhaps?  Time would tell.

[Annalas]

Bill wanted to stay the night, but he had to work all day tomorrow, too. He had no intention of trying to go to sleep, though the next day's twelve hour shift would be murder. If he left David's early enough, he could possibly get a small nap in during the wee hours of the morning.

"I can't stay all night," he replied regretfully, pulling the laptop over to search for some kind of delivery. "I have to work at six tomorrow morning, sadly. I'd love to stay in as long as I can, though…should probably be home by midnight or one, if that's doable."

He didn't really want David to know that he worked at a gas station, though he was sure that that would be the next question to follow. There was such a stigma against that kind of job, and even working there, he knew it sucked. He was fortunate to work the day shift and not have to deal with drunks constantly, but it definitely wasn't the best job, and it definitely didn't pay as much as he needed, either.

"I think games would be awesome, though. I um…kinda had a bit of time to look them over while you were asleep," he continued, glancing over at David.

The vampire, relaxed as he was, looked incredibly sexy as he lounged on the couch, and Bill wanted him, again. At the moment, however, he was much more concerned with getting food and hanging out with David on a much more casual basis. He found a site to pull up, quickly entering his order. He hovered the mouse over the submit button.

"Did you want card or cash?" he asked, glancing up at the vampire. He allowed his eyes to run down the other's chest, casually checking him out yet again.

[Existentially Odd]

"Do card," he advised and recited his credit card number from memory so Bill could type it in.  When it looked like he was finished, david continued speaking.  "You didn't play any games today?  What'd you do while I slept, then?" he queried, surprised that the mortal hadn't played anything.  Especially since he sounded so enthusiastic about it now.

[Annalas]

Bill obediently typed in the card number before submitting the order, smiling happily up at David. He quickly set the computer aside to move over onto David's lap, arms draped loosely around his neck.

"Well I looked at your games and watched a few movies…slept, mostly, though," he replied, leaning down to kiss David's jaw. "I didn't want to accidentally mess up your games or anything. Thomas used to get super mad when I played his."

[Existentially Odd]

David chuckled, winding his arms about the clothed mortal - his hands quickly snuck up inside his shirt to caress his warm skin.  "As if you'd mess them up!  You could've played anything you liked, done anything you liked.  I was sleeping, I wouldn't have cared," he laughed again, staring at Bill's lips because the mortal had kissed his jaw and then pulled away.  That wouldn't do.  A hand grasped the back of Bill's head and pressed him back so that he could kiss him properly - surely there had to be some perks to letting someone share his house?

Naturally, Bill complied and they enjoyed quite a lovely time making out on the couch some more until they were rudely interrupted by a knock on the door that signalled Bill's food had arrived.  David grinned as they both sprang apart in surprise and then laughed because it wasn't like him to not notice someone approaching his door.  He'd had a delicious distraction, though.  "Want me to answer the door?" he teased, uncaring that he was only in underwear and that wouldn't hide the enthusiasm that had been growing for what he and Bill had been doing at all.  Bill had been touching it, he knew; question was, did he enjoy playing little games like enlivening a delivery guy or girl's night by letting a near-naked, semi-hard guy answer the door to calmly collect food?

[Annalas]

Bill loved making out with David. He knew they were supposed to be playing video games instead, but this just felt so much more wonderful to do this instead. A loud knock interrupted their time, making Bill jump a bit. He laughed it off, though, scooting off of David with a smirk.

"It would definitely be more fun if you did," he agreed, hand still on David's cock. He certainly didn't want to let it go, but alas, they couldn't keep the delivery man waiting outside forever--or even long enough to finish, most likely.

"I'll pick out a game to play." More than likely, the game would probably be left abandoned for some time of they continued doing what they had been, and Bill's stomach flipped pleasantly at that thought. Or perhaps the flipping was from hunger, he wasn't quite sure. Either way, though, the thought of David answering the door was amusing enough to make him giggle as he finally removed his hand.

[Existentially Odd]

David's eyebrows shot up and his grin turned truly wicked as Bill agreed to his joking offer.  Well, it seemed that this sweet little mortal had a devious side after all!  He was more than slightly impressed.  He unfolded himself off the couch and paused to adjust his erection so that it was at least pointing downward, arched down his right thigh as it happened, the soft material of his boxer briefs stretched taut - and obviously - around it.

Unlocking the door and turning the outside and foyer lights on at the same time, he positioned himself and then opened the door with a casual air, knowing he was highlighted spectacularly, as his unsuspecting delivery person would be.  He ruffled his hair with his left hand, his right caressing his torso as if he simply couldn't help himself as he smiled inquiringly at the mortal on his doorstep.  "Yes?"  He realised then that he didn't even know what type of food had been ordered.

[Annalas]

Bill had ordered pizza--a medium cheese pizza, since he had to order a minimum amount for it to be delivered. This was probably going to be the only thing he ate that day, he figured, since he had skipped 'breakfast' and he doubted he would do anything but go straight to bed when he got home in a few hours. Given that, he had gone for something that had a bit more calories (though a bit less nutrition).

Bill rolled over as David left, peeking over the arm of the couch to watch David answer the door. He briefly wondered if he should peel a shirt off before David answered the door, but quickly decided that that would perhaps be taking things a bit too far. Instead, he watched as David opened the door, grinning mischievously.

The delivery man, whose name was Bob, was having a very ordinary night. Of course, he was an ordinary man, with an ordinary name, and what he considered an ordinary job. Well, as ordinary as delivering pizzas went, anyway.

He didn't know what to expect when he had pulled up to the apartment, going to knock on the door. He hadn't been to this particular apartment before, though number eight was almost a regular, at this point.

The door opened, revealing a giant of a man; or at least what felt like a giant to his five foot six, slightly flabby build. Said man was also wearing nothing but boxer briefs and an erection, giving the delivery guy full view of what he was packing…which was a lot of muscle and quite a bit of something else.

"Ahem," he cleared his throat, clearly uncomfortable with the forward display of…well, nearly everything. "I erm…have your pizza, Sir. Could you please just…rem…sign here?"

Bob fumbled for a pen as he handed the slip and the pizza open, trying not to stare at the man in front of him. He completely missed the youthful face in the background, grinning ear to ear at his discomfort. Finally, he managed to get his pen and hold it out to the vampire, more than a bit flustered at that point.