Hope you guys don't hate me at the end of this chapter! Just know that part 2 WILL be coming soon ;)

Asses planted on the couch, legs and knees touching, Butch and V were fine with just sitting there. They were fucking exhausted. But that was practically every day. What was different about today though, was the fact that they had needed to feed today. And since they were both males, they were forced to satisfy that part of themselves with a chosen female, unlike how most of their kind sated their thirst. Which was from their mate.

It was weird and uncomfortable, and just felt fucking wrong for both of them. They sat there, the three of them alone in a room. One of them feeding with eyes scrunched closed, the other one hovering closely trying to restrain themselves. Vampire territorialism knew no bounds.

It was necessary, however unwilling both of them were to partake in the ritual. It's just that when you are so completely and irrevocably intertwined with another person, it was hard to see one of their most important needs satisfied by another. It fucking hurt.

So on top of being physically exhausted, both men were emotionally exhausted as well. And wasn't that even worse?

V turned his head to look at his mate, Butch's eyes were closed but his forehead was creased with deep lines of thought, and his mouth was set into a frown.

Easing his arm over Butch's head, he caressed the back of his neck before adding more pressure to massage the tight muscles. He could feel the tension in his Cop's neck and shoulders, so he kept at it until Butch was at least a little more relaxed and was leaning into his touch.

Following the movement of his arm, V moved until he was pressed against Butch's side, his nose nuzzling into Butch's neck.

"Cop…me and you…we're solid. "

If I could, I'd be everything you needed. It was spoken through their telepathic connection, but V's longing and desperation was still a tangible thing.

Laying his head against V's soft hair, eyes still closed, he gave him the truth without a second's hesitation.

"You are V."

The feelings brewing between them suddenly needed to be expressed in touch and heat, as V placed kiss after kiss against Butch's neck, feeling his heart beat thrumming to match each one. Running his fingers through V's hair, he pulled him closer so when he turned his head he was met with the feeling of V's hot lips.

Sucking at his lips with hungry need, V hummed at the feel of Butch's fingers running through his hair. Because damn his body turned to liquid. He wanted more.

Lips still connected, V wrapped his arm around Butch's waist to pull him onto his lap. Knees on either side of V's, straddling him, Butch could feel exactly what he was doing to Vishous. Grinding his own erection into V's, he groaned when V bit his bottom lip. Holy hell.

When Butch tightened his hands in V's hair in response, V's hands instead, found his Cop's ass, grinding him even harder into himself. He could tell Butch liked their current position, could read it in his thoughts, and by the rapid sound of his unsteady breathing. And actions. It made V want it this way without the nuisance of clothing separating them.

Why the hell hadn't he thought of this earlier?

It was still pretty early in their sexual relationship. They had started out pretty slow, this being a completely new concept for Butch, and being the first time sex meant anything deeper than getting off for V. So they were taking their time, and learning to memorize the other's body, what worked and what didn't in bed. Or on the couch. Or against the wall. Or on the floor. Or in the shower. While they were taking their time in trying new things, it didn't change the number of times they…memorized.

But they had yet to try this position, with Butch on top of him.

V wasn't one to easily give up control, and Butch, bless him, never questioned it. This was different though, and V was confident in the fact that he and Butch were ready for this.

Grabbing his cop's hips and sitting up, almost breathless with anticipation, he leaned into whisper directly in Butch's ear.

"Cop, I want you to ride me."

His eyes, which had just been shut in passion, immediately popped open, and a small gasp left his mouth. The words sent a lick of fire up his spine.

"What do you think Cop?" came in a lusty whisper after a second of silence, only heavy breathing echoing through out the room.

Turning to crush his mouth against V's, he pulled away to answer against those soft lips.

"Fuck yes."

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