Welcome to the Family (Beck)

Kevin looked left and right as he walked through the house of ill repute. He'd been dispatched to take out his bosses main rival; one Randy Orton. Of course he'd rather have done anything but; he hated working with Humans, seen them as insignificant bugs to be crush beneath his boot. And he would have refused Wight straight out but it apparently not only did Orton rival Wight in business alone but he also had managed to grab a top assassin, a guy by the name of Beck.

Kevin's job clear, he had to seduce Beck to get close enough to strike. He just hoped that it would be something he could stomach doing; humans were beneath him in all senses and he frowned as he took a seat; waving away a soiled dove as she hovered him to take his drink. Pulling a flask from his coat he pulled the stopper and settled in to wait; it couldn't have been too long to wait for the man to show up. At least Thorn hoped it wasn't.

Beck was many things to Randy Orton. A friend. An assassin. A hooker. A masseuse. And Beck was good at them all. No- Not good. Great. He was great at everything he did, even if he sucked in the beginning. He was a very stubborn man. Something that had not changed over the centuries he had been around. And something he was sure would never change.

But to right now, he was 'preparing' for his next client. He pulled on a pair of nicely fitting jeans and a snug shirt, pulling on a leather jacket to complete the outfit. He sighed and ruffled his hair a bit before walking out. "You must be Kevin," Beck said, crossing his arms as he stood in front of the man, a playful smirk on his face.

Kevin looked up with a grin that was faked until he noticed the slight scent that hung around the man in front of him and then it turned genunine. It wasn't often that he ran across another Vampire in his line of work, and he certainly wasn't going to let on that he knew. Standing he extended his hand as his eyes flicked over the form fitting clothes.

"That I am, and you must be Beck."

The tables on his job turned and for the most part Kevin found it exciting. He'd never had to outsmart another Vampire before as most shied away from anything that might put them in the 'limelight' and expose them. So this was something new for him and he hoped that Beck would prove a worthy adversary.

"That /I/ am," Beck smiled to him. He knew before he even got to the man that he was a Vampire. He hadn't run into many in his current life, so running into Thorn was a bit of an excitement. "Right this way," he said and led the man to a medieval-looking room, closing and locking the door. "Sp, I'm sure you know how this works," he said, shrugging off the coat.

Kevin grinned and removed his leather jacket, loosening the tie around his throat a bit.

"I'm sure I would if I knew what was happening." He smirked as he circled Beck, there was a dangerous aura coming off of him and Kevin grinned it was definitly going to be fun. "So Beck, tell me. How did you come by this trade and how well does it pay?"

The fact that Randy had surrounded himself with a Vampire meant that the man was smart and a part of him felt slightly ashamed that he was going to end the man's life. He rolled his sleeves up and quicker than could be tracked he shoved Beck against the wall and and grinned as he felt him up a bit, belying his first sentence about not knowing what was going on.

Beck chuckled lightly. "Let's just say I stumbled across the wrong person at the right time. I get paid well enough. Better than most. Randy treats me well. Why do you care so much?" she asked, his body slightly tense as Kevin circled around him, though he remained calm for the most part. "And how about you? How did you get into this life? And don't tell me you aren't in it. You're involved somehow."

"I'm sorry, I didn't know that I was coming off as caring. I was just being polite. I kinda figured that you don't get that most times." Kevin arched an eyebrow as he regarded Beck. "Me? No. I'm not in this life; I'm merely a man that has an eye for fine flesh and had been pointed this way by a friend of mine." He grinned as he leaned in and trailed his tongue over Beck's throat, his hands gripping Beck's ass rather roughly. "But I found myself in this life because I like the darker things in life Beck....tell me, are one such thing?" He purred as he nipped lightly at Beck's neck.

Beck closed his eyes, trying to keep as Kevin teased him. Not many people were so... Teasing. Most just got to the point. This was a refreshing yet dreadful change. "I can be quite dark," he replied, his eyes opening, black with lust. "Depends on what your definition of dark is," he added, letting Kevin nip at his neck. If he were still human, he would be blushing and breathless. But he didn't had a beating heart to send blood to his face nor the need to breath. Though, he was quite dizzy from the feelings Kevin sent through him.

"Really?" Kevin's hand moved from Beck's ass to his groin, stroking him slowly. "Show me how dark you can be Beck."

Kevin had to admit, the game of cat and mouse they were playing was exhilerating; the chase making him want the ending that much more. He didn't know how long Beck had been around but he was certain that whatever the dark haired man could come up with he could more than match.

"I'm not much of a dominator. I'd say that's more your style. So why don't you show me how dark you can be," Beck retorted, green dancing around in his now black eyes. The feel of Kevin touching him and the high want he already felt, he felt as if he was going to combust. He wanted Kevin to do something, and he wanted him to do it now.

"Oh Beck," Kevin breathed as he pulled away. "You don't know how dark I can be."

Kevin stole one more kiss before pulling Beck over to the four postered bed in the room and pushing him down on it. Slowly he peeled away Becks clothing and ran his nails over the smooth skin; using enough pressure that on a human would have left them in blood ribbons but on him and Beck left nothing more than scratches. Next his nails found the inner thigh and with a smirk Kevin added just a bit more, hissing himself as he throbbed in his jeans.

The play was getting them no where so without prep he sunk two fingers into the willing body and started a brutal pace; he wanted Beck to be nothing more than a quivering mess when he moved onto the second stage of his seduction.

The words made Beck shiver and he allowed himself to be pulled to the bed. He allowed Kevin to strip him down and scratch his body. But he wasn't expecting him to thrust in two fingers, no warning, no prep. And though he was a Vampire and it took quite a bit to hurt him, it hurt. He cried out, though the pain was only momentary.

The pain soon faded and the brutal pace that Kevin had going began to felt good. No - Great. Better than anything he had ever felt. He had never had sex with another Vampire, so he didn't know how it felt. Now, he did. And he wanted more.

He started moaning and groaning, pushing down on Kevin;s fingers, wanting more and more. He was in complete ecstasy and they had barely even started.

Kevin watched Beck move and he swallowed away a moan of his own as Beck started to work himself over on Kevin's fingers. He allowed himself a few more moments of play before he pulled his fingers free and quickly divested himself of his clothes; leaving them a puddle on the floor before climbing on the bed with Beck.

He started down at Beck's feet and worked his way up; nipping and kissing the slightly warmed flesh before positioning himself and sliding home. He kept his pace slow; swiveling his hips until he felt himself run over the knot of nerves deep inside. He added a bit more force behind his thrusts as he leaned down and drug his tongue up over Beck's throat.

"So tell me Beck..what makes you tick?" He panted in Beck's ear as he reached down and slightly gripped Beck's shaft; pumping slowly on it.

Beck whimpered when Kevin pulled his fingers away, but the nipping and kissing made up for it, at least momentarily. When Kevin slid in, he let out another loud moan, his eyes closing. As Kevin moved his hips around, finding Beck's sweet spot. When he found it, Beck let loose yet another loud, throaty moan.

Kevin whispered in his ear, sending chills down his spine though he felt hot and was panting. "A lot of things make me tick. In a lot of different ways. You'll have to be more specific," he panted, closing his recently opened eyes.

Kevin laughed at the reply it was something that he himself would have come up with and he nipped at Beck's throat as he sped up his thrusts even more.

"Ever think that I was leaving it vague so that you'd tell me everything about yourself? I realize that a person ticks in many different ways, why don't you just tell me the best ways."

Even as he was talking he felt himself getting close and he closed his eyes as he concentrated; he wanted to make this last, already hooked on the way the other Vampire felt under him, though he was loathe to admit it even to himself.

"Have you ever thought that maybe I keep avoiding your questions because I don't feel like answering them?" Beck replied as he felt himself getting closer and closer to the edge, though he never wanted this to end.

He did, though, want Kevin to stop asking questions. He wasn't used to clients trying to get so... personal. It made him feel anxious. He didn't like it, at all. "Kevin... So close..." he moaned.

"Mmm, a man with a past." Kevin laughed as he reangled himself and hammered into Beck again and again. "Guess I'll just have to keep coming back until you open up to me." He taunted as he tightened his grip on Beck's shaft. He leaned down and growled in Beck's ear as he nipped the lobe. "Cum for me Beck...."

Kevin's mind was fracturing and he was barely holding on by a thread to the control of his body. The fact that Beck didn't want to answer any questions made Kevin want the answers that much more. And his threat about coming back again and again wasn't a threat but a promise. Especially if he was going to get to taste the Vampire again. There were so many things he could do to him since he didn't have to be as careful has he had to be with a human and he relished the task.

Beck groaned and follow Kevin's order, cumming long and hard. "You talk too much," he panted after he had cum. "Way too much," he added, looking at him. And he did. He was used to people just grunting and groaning, saying a few dirty things here and there, but pretty much staying silent. And so did he. He wasn't much of a talker during sex. "You should learn to control that.

Kevin smirked as he lay panting on the bed, his eyes narrowed from exhaustion. "Sorry Becky....I like to talk. It's something I do. See I like to get information. You give me information I give you information. I like to get to know people. Y'know what I mean."

He turned his head and smirked at Beck before rolling back over on top of him; pinning him easily as he made a lazy feast of the other Vampires' neck; slowly dragging his tongue up and down the column as his hands roamed the smooth, slightly cool skin.

"But if you don't like to talk, then I guess I can remember that for next time."

He left a kiss to Beck's lips before getting up and getting dressed slowly; his body languid from the exertion but his mind running full tilt and reminding him that he hadn't gotten one thing on then other Vampire other than the fact that he felt damn good wrapped around him and crying out as they moved as one. With a slight smirk in Beck's direction he left a hand full a bills--it didn't really matter, neither one of them would use the tip and it'd all go to the brothel owner.

"Until next time Becky." He called over his shoulder as he left the room.

Beck blinked when Kevin walked out. That had to be one of the weirdest experiences he had ever had. He wasn't used to his clients caring about him. Caring about what he thought or who he was. But it seemed that Kevin was interested.

He smiled and got up, pulling on some clothes and waiting for his next client, feeling as if he was on top of the world. Most of the time, his partners never went fast enough or hard enough. But Kevin could. And he liked it.

Kevin spent the night trying to find information on Beck. It was obvious that his history was as full holes which for one as old as he seemed it was a normal thing. He only found a few things about the other Vampire but it was enough to point out what he had thought.

Beck was a man of deadly beauty. He would reel one in and then slaughter them. Kevin smirked as he sat back; he'd go back and see Beck, and this time he'd get more information from him. He moved away from the computer and shut himself into his room for his night; planning on going back the next day for more.

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Evening found him sitting in the main room of the club; dressed as immaculately as he could. His style was a mesh of Renaissance time and modern biker; his leather jacket cut and fit him perfectly and around his neck hung a crucifix that was strung with blood red rubies.

He looked around the room as he sipped his drink; waiting to see if he'd catch sight of Beck.

Beck had spent the night reading, seeing as even though he could sleep, it wasn't necessary. He did some research on Thorn, finding some stuff but nothing of great significance. He sighed and put away his laptop, laying on the bed and staring at the ceiling, Kevin plaguing his thoughts for the rest of the night.

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The next evening, Beck was sent to take care of the club. For him, that meant do a little waiting, a little bartending and maybe dance for a little. And of course, with the way Randy treated him, he would do it without complaint.

Beck was doing some waiting when he ran across Kevin. He shook his head, knowing that it wasn't a coincidence, that Kevin was deliberately trying to find him to try and find out more information. He served the drink he had and stood in front of Kevin, his arms crossed over the tray against his chest. "And just what are you doing here?" he asked with a smirk.

Kevin looked up and returned the smirk. "I come for scenery. But I think you know that already..." He let his eyes roam over Beck boldly as he kicked a seat out for him. "Join me for a bit?" He asked with his most mischievous smile. "I promise that I won't bite; unless you want me too."

There was an underlying challenge there and he waited with what seemed like endless patience and utter calmness. He knew the waiting game like the back of his hand and to his credit he'd never lost...of course he'd always played against humans; so this was going to be interesting.

"I'm working," Beck replied, looking around at everyone, making sure he didn't recognize anyone. "Sorry," he said before walking away, it being time for him to perform. He went backstage and got dressed in a pair of short shorts before walking out onto stage, his eyes immediately finding Kevin as he started to sway to the music, dancing erotically.

Kevin let his eyes roam appreciatively over Beck's form even as he kept tabs on other in the room. There were quite a few well known pimps and gang leaders there--nothing out of the ordinary there; even people who made livings doing illegal activities needed some down time.

He hailed a drink from one of the walking waiters and as he sipped his brandy he left a light slap to the waiters ass and told them to keep coming back his way to refresh his drink and he'd end up with a big tip that night. As he sipped his drink he couldn't help but notice how Beck's eyes swept the room; looking something or someone he didn't know but it opened another side to the dancer/prostitute and he smirked as he made the silent plan to follow the other Vampire home to see what other secrets he was hiding.