Dark Desires

By: Foxy Lady

JC leaned against the railing on the second floor of the club. His black coat flowed out like a cap on his back. Even in the darkness of the club, he wore a pair of dark sunglasses. He tapped his fingers on the railing as he surveyed the crowd dancing below him. He looked back and forth between the dancers, then bar, and the club's main entrance. He loved his spot up here. He could watch the whole scene before him unfold each night, and no one even knew he was up here.

It was the way he spent most of his nights. Up here in the shadows watching. Hoping to find the one to spend the rest of eternity with. The one person that completed him. He looked towards the front of the door of the club and watched as a man walked in. He slid his glasses down his nose slightly to get a better look. He moved closer over the railing as he watched the man walk towards the bar.

He was wearing a pair of tight black leather pants. Even from here JC could tell that they fit the man nicely. His upper body was covered in a sleeveless black shirt that showed off his muscular arms. His hair brown and spiky. JC watched as the man looked up. Almost as if he had felt JC watching him. JC moved back as he saw the eyes of the man staring back at him. He knew the man couldn't see him up here, but it felt like he could. His eyes were unlike any JC had ever seen before. In the lights of the club they almost shined.

The man looked down and leaned over the bar to order his drink, and JC moved away from the railing. He had to meet this man. Find out who he was. He left the upper floor, and walked down the stairs. The only sound in the stairwell was the sound of his coat as it moved against his legs. As he reached the door that led to the main room of the club, he pushed his glasses back. He pushed open the door, and the first thing he noticed was the pulsing music. The next thing he noticed was the smoke that billowed into the stairwell.

He walked over to the bar. He stood at the end of watching the man as he leaned against the bar drinking from the glass that the bartender had placed in front of him. JC watched the man intently, but he was biding his time. He wanted to wait and watch the man before making his move. He leaned against the bar, and waved the bartender away when he walked over to him.

He turned his attention back to the man, and saw him watching him. He was once again taken aback by the man's eyes. They were a shade of yellowish green, almost cat-like. He had never seen that color before. He lowered his head as the man continued to stare at him. The intensity of the man's gaze being directed at him made him feel unlike any other way he had felt before. He looked up and the man had stopped looking at him. Once again sipping at his drink.

JC stepped away from the bar, and began to move around it. He walked slowly watching the man as he grew closer. He could tell the man could see him coming out of the corner of his eye, but he kept focused on the drink in front of him. JC stopped behind him, and moved his upper body against the back of the other man's. He moved his lips against the man's ear, and breathed for a moment. He let his hands rest on either side of the man on the bar. He licked out at the man's earlobe before whispering, "You want to dance with me?"

The man turned in his arms, and licked his lips. He looked JC up and down before nodding.

JC stepped away from the bar, and took the man's hand, leading him to the dance floor. Once they were in the middle of the dance floor, he pulled the man to him roughly. He pressed their bodies together, and they began to move to the pulsing music around them. The man looked at him curiously for a moment, and JC laughed. "What's wrong?"

The man shook his head, and continued to dance. A few moments passed, and the man stopped moving. "What's your name?"

JC continued to dance, and made the man move with him. "You don't need to know that yet." JC lowered his glasses slightly, and looked at the man. "Let's just dance for now." He raised his glasses back in place. "What's your name?"

The man nodded his head before speaking. "I'm Lance."

JC smiled. "Nice to meet you, Lance. I think we will be great friends."

Chapter 2

The night wore on, and the two men continued to dance on the dance floor. Not much was said between the two as they danced. JC knew as that night continued that he wanted Lance. He was beautiful, and those eyes of his could pierce him with one glance like no other's ever had. He didn't know much about this man dancing with him, but he knew enough that allowed him to know he had to have him.

He lowered his head to Lance's neck and sucked gently at the pulse point. He heard Lance's soft moan, and he smiled against his neck before raising his head. He ran his hand down the center of Lance's chest feeling his heart beat quicken beneath it. "Do you want me, Lance?" Lance looked up at JC. The desire plain in his eyes. JC let his hand trail further down Lance's stopping for a moment at the waist band of his pants before moving lower to rub against the erection that was now straining against the tight leather of Lance's pants."I think you do, Lance." He moved so that he could whisper in Lance's ear as he continued to rub against him. "I know you do, Lance. Tell me, Lance." Lance gasped as he thrusted against the palm of JC's hand. He turned his head, and tried to bury it in JC's neck, but JC moved his head back. "You need to tell me you want this, Lance."

Lance looked at JC with a clouded eyes nodding his head.

JC sighed as he reached up and touched Lance's cheek. "Say the words."

Lance licked up his suddenly dry lips. He looked up at the man in front of him, and reached up and pulled JC's head inches from his own. "I want this. I want you."

JC growled low in his throat as he brought his mouth to Lance's. They kissed passionately as JC let his hands move to Lance's ass pulling him tight against so that their erections rubbed through their clothing. JC pulled his head back, and lowered it back to Lance's neck where he began to suck gently. It would be so easy right now to take Lance, to make him his forever, but he would wait. He let his teeth graze the pulse point in Lance's neck before moving back.

He reached down and grabbed Lance's hand in his own, and began to pull him off the dance floor. He felt Lance resist for a moment, and he turned back towards him. "Come with me, Lance. I want to show you something." He turned away and began once again to pull Lance off the dance floor. This time he followed.

JC pulled Lance past the bar, and to the door he had come through when their night had begun. He opened the door, and pulled Lance in. He closed the door, and shoved Lance against it returning his lips to Lance's neck. He reached up and began to pull up Lance's shirt. He felt the skin underneath, and he wanted to touch more of it. He wanted to feel Lance underneath him. He wanted to make him his.

He lifted his head, and Lance let his eyes flutter open. JC reached up and caressed Lance's cheek. "You are so beautiful, you know that." He saw the blush creep across Lance's cheeks, and he moved in to kiss him again. Their lips touched briefly before JC moved back with a sigh. "I want you so bad right now, Lance, but I can't. We can't. It's too soon. Once I have you, I'm going to want you forever."

Lance nodded licking his lips. He couldn't find the words to speak. He reached up his hand and touched JC's glasses.

JC moved his head back. "What are you doing?"

"I wanted to see your eyes." Lance dropped his hand back down beside him. He watched as JC stepped back.

JC turned away for a second as he ran his hands through his hair. He looked back at Lance, and knew that he had finally found the one he had been searching forever for, and he didn't want to scare him. He couldn't lose him. Not now. He walked back towards Lance, and reached up to touch his cheek again. "Will you run from me?"

Lance shook his head. "I'm not going anywhere."

JC nodded his head, as he reached up to take off his glasses. He lowered them slowly before taking them off completely. He heard Lance's gasp, and he began to raise his glasses to put them back on, but Lance reached out and stopped them.

"Don't. They are too beautiful to hide."

JC dropped his hand. He pressed Lance against the door and kissed him hungrily.After a few moments, he pushed away from Lance, and took a step back. He put his glasses back on, and moved even further away. He knew Lance had to go. If he stayed another moment, he didn't know what he would do. "Go, Lance."

"But..."

"We'll see each other again. You know where to find me." With those words JC turned and walked away. He hurried up the steps, and back onto the balcony. He looked over the railing waiting to see if Lance would leave. He waited for awhile, but saw no sign of Lance. He looked back towards the stairs. Was Lance still waiting for him to come back?

He looked back down at the dance floor, and finally saw Lance. He watched him as he walked towards the bar, but he didn't stop. Lance turned his face upward,and looked towards the balcony for a moment before turning and walking away. Within minutes, he had left the bar.

Chapter 3

JC looked for Lance each and every single night. By the time a week had passed, he was beginning to wonder if maybe he had scared him away. Maybe Lance wasn't even real. Maybe he was some figment of his imagination. He stood in his spot on the balcony looking over the crowd of dancers. He kept looking at the door, watching as people came in. Hoping that he would spot Lance.

He watched as the front door of the club opened and Lance walked in. He lowered his glasses to make sure it was Lance. When he saw that it was, he smiled as he turned on his heel, and made his way to the stairwell. He walked down the stairs, and was about to open the door, when it opened in front of him. Lance walked in, and JC pushed the door closed. He shoved Lance against the door, not even letting Lance speak before his mouth was over his. He kissed Lance hungrily pressing Lance back into the door. When he lifted his head, he licked his lips and smiled at Lance's dazed expression. He touched Lance's cheek softly with a sigh. "I thought I would never see you again. Thought you had run from me."

Lance shook his head no. "I told you I wouldn't run. I just had to think."

JC dropped his hand to Lance's chest. "Think about what?"

Lance looked down and sighed. "I need to tell you something."

JC dropped his hand, and took a step back. He had feeling he wasn't going to like what Lance was going to tell him. He waited a few moments eyeing Lance cautiously. "What is it?"

Lance sighed again looking up. "I'm seeing someone," he whispered. He sighed and motioned towards the glasses JC was wearing. "Take those off." JC complied quickly, but kept his head lowered. "I've been with him forever it seems. His name is Justin. I love him so much." Lance moved to raise JC's head, so he could see him. "I almost didn't come back here. I told myself I shouldn't. I should stay away, but I couldn't stop thinking about you." Lance pulled JC closer to him, and kissed him causing JC to moan softly. Lance moved back slowly looking up at JC through hooded eyes. "I missed you."

"I missed you, too, Lance. I thought maybe I had scared you off."

"You could never do that."

JC laughed. "Yes, I could. In one second you would be out of here screaming, if I told you something."

Lance shook his head. "I know already, JC, and I don't care. I want you, but ..."

JC sighed. "Justin."

Lance nodded his head. "For right now, I just want to see you. Figure this out cause there is something that just draws me to you. I couldn't get you out of my head. You were in my thoughts. My dreams. I know we just met that one night, but something tells me there is something more that is meant to happen between us."

JC moved his mouth against Lance's ear and whispered, "You were meant to be mine forever, Lance."

Lance moved his head so that he could the kiss the man next to him. When he moved his head back, he whispered, "I think I knew that, but I'm not losing Justin."

Chapter 4

Over the next few weeks Lance came to the club whenever he could get away from Justin. Some nights he and JC stayed out on the dance floor. Dancing and drinking at the bar. Others nights, JC would pull Lance away to the stairwell. On those nights Lance would tell JC about himself, and JC would tell Lance about his past. He had thought when he had told Lance exactly what he was, Lance would run and he would never see him, but he hadn't.

He had sat silent for awhile that night. Sitting on the bottom step of the stairwell watching JC quietly. He ran his hand through his hair before getting up and starting to pace. "So, let me get this right here. You're a vampire?" JC nodded his head slowly. "So this forever you keep talking about, you mean forever as you and me together for eternity?" JC nodded his head once again. Lance slumped against the wall shaking his head. "Why me?"

JC walked over to Lance and caressed his cheek softly. "Cause I felt it the minute you walked into the club that first night. We have this connection. I feel it now."

"I felt something too. It is what brought me back, but I don't know about this JC." Lance pushed JC aside, and moved back to the stairwell. "What about Justin? I know he knows something is up. I haven't told him at all about you, but I think he knows somehow. I don't want to hurt him, and I don't want to be without him."

JC sat next to Lance on the stairs. "You have never told me about him, Lance. I want to know."

Lance sighed happily. "Justin is ...well Justin. He is great. We've been together a while now. We met in school, and we just clicked. Then we started dating, and we just knew it was right, you know."

JC nodded his head. "Maybe I could meet him. Get to know him better."

Lance shook his head. "I don't know, JC. I don't know if I want him to know about you. "

JC moved closer to Lance and wrapped his hand around the back of Lance's neck pulling him closer so that there foreheads touched. "I want to meet him, Lance. If he is important to you, then he is important to me."

Lance sighed. "I just don't know, JC."

JC smiled. "Can I at least see him? I don't have to talk to him. Just bring him here one night. Let me see what he looks."

Lance sat silent for a moment and then nodded his head. "I'll bring him with me next time."

JC smiled. "Good." He pressed his lips against Lance's briefly but when he heard Lance's moan he deepened the kiss. He pushed Lance back onto the stairs, and covered his body with his own. He raised his head slightly. "I want you bad, Lance."

Lance didn't say anything. Lifting his head slightly to recapture JC's lips. He wrapped his arms around JC's neck, and pulled him closer. JC let his hand move down Lance's chest, moving down past the waistband of Lance's jeans to rub against the hard erection forming there. Lance pulled back from JC's kiss and let out a soft gasp.

JC smiled before moving his lips down Lance's neck licking at the spot just above Lance's collarbone. Lance moved his neck allowing JC better access as he fisted his hands in the back of JC's shirt. JC began to suck at the spot he was licking letting his teeth graze the spot slightly. He felt Lance still beneath him, and he lifted his head. He raised his hand to cup Lance's cheek. "Lance, I won't ever do something you wouldn't want. I want you to be mine for eternity, but that has to be your choice. If you were to say no, I would let you go. You know that, right?"

Lance looked up at JC silently before nodding his head. "I trust you, JC. I probably shouldn't, but I do."

JC kissed Lance again softly before lifting his head. "I want you right now, but I'll wait."

Lance moaned. "Damn, JC."

JC chuckled as he lifted himself of Lance.

Lance sighed as he lowered his head to the stair well. He looked up at the ceiling above him, and sighed. "I'm doing everything I said I would never do. I promised to never hurt Justin, and this would hurt him."

"Lance, I told you, if you want this to end. All you have to do is say the word, and it is done."

Lance shook his head. "I don't want to lose you, JC. I just don't know how to continue to have you both." Lance looked at his watch before sitting up. "I have to go now." He lowered his head and kissed JC quickly before turning and leaving the stairwell.

JC continued to sit there after Lance left. Maybe Lance had something there. Maybe Lance could have them both. He had to see Justin.

Chapter 5

JC once again waited night after night for Lance to show up. He was hoping that this next visit he brought Justin with him. He wanted to see this young man that had captured Lance's heart. Maybe if he saw him, he could figure out away to capture Lance's heart as his own. He leaned against the railing, and kept his eyes focused on the front entrance to the club.

He smiled as he saw Lance walk into the club. He had just about given up on him showing that night. As he walked into the club, he let out low whistle as he saw the man walking behind him come into view. Lance looked up at the balcony briefly before pulling the man onto the dance floor.

JC pulled down his glasses in order to get a closer look at the man with Lance. If it was possible, Justin was just as breathtaking as Lance had been that first night he had seen him. He was wearing tight black jeans, and a gray wife beater. His hair was covered in a black bandana with a few curls sticking out of the back. As he danced with Lance, he smiled and let out a laugh.

JC turned his head to look at Lance and sighed softly. He wanted Lance so bad, but the only way he could see himself getting him was if somehow Justin was involved. Even then it would be a battle he knew. He looked at Justin briefly again and licked his lips. Justin was beautiful. He was in that middle between boy and man. Sexy. He could see from here how much he loved Lance, and what Lance saw in him.

He pushed away from the railing, and began his descent down to the main floor. As he walked down the stairs, he shoved his glasses back on his face. He entered the smoky club, and made his way towards the bar leaning against it. He watched as Lance and Justin moved together on the dance floor. He wanted to go up to Lance and meet Justin. Seeing him just wasn't enough. He didn't know how Lance would react. Lance had told him he didn't want Justin to know about him. That he didn't want to lose him.

Well, maybe if him and Justin met, Lance and he would both win. He would get what he wanted and Lance would get to keep Justin too. He began to move away from the bar in order to get closer to the pair of men on the dance floor, but he stopped himself when Lance glanced behind him. Their eyes met briefly before Lance turned back towards Justin. Justin smiled at Lance, and JC could see that Justin loved Lance as much as Lance loved him. It showed in his eyes.

JC continued to watch the two men on the dance floor. Them dancing together was something to good for him to interrupt. He watched as Lance placed his hands on Justin's hips and pulled him closer. As he began to grind against Justin slowly, he saw Justin close his eyes for a moment before opening them again. JC could see the lust in Justin's eyes now, and he wanted that look to be directed at him. He watched as Justin turned his head slightly and looked his way. As Justin tilted his head slightly still looking JC's way, JC smiled slightly. Maybe it wouldn't be as hard as he thought.

Chapter 6

JC wanted to walk up to the couple on the dance floor. Justin had continued to sneak looks at him since he had noticed him. Lance had looked back once or twice, but JC could tell Lance had begun to get nervous. JC pushed away from the bar, and walked slowly over to the couple. When he reached Lance, he moved behind him, and placed his hands on Lance's hips. "Hello, Lance."

JC could feel Lance tremble under his touch, and he moved closer. He looked up and could see Justin looking at him with a confused expression. He smiled back at him before speaking, "You must be Justin. Lance has told me so much about you."

Justin looked at Lance for a moment. "Just who the hell do you think you are?" He began to pull Lance away from JC, but JC held on tight.

"Now now, Justin. That isn't a nice way to start our friendship. Isn't it, Lance?"

"Lance, who the hell is this guy?"

Lance pulled away from JC, and moved closer to Justin. "Baby, this is JC. He's a friend of mine. He wanted to meet you, so I brought you here."

Justin opened his mouth to speak, but before he could get a word out, JC had walked up to him, and put his hand on Justin's chest. "You are beautiful, you know that." He turned to Lance and pulled him closer by his belt loops. "You never told me he was beautiful Lance." JC turned back to Justin, and he raised his head slightly. He could see the confusion still plain in his eyes, and he took advantage of the moment by pressing his lips to Justin's. The hand lying on his chest moved up the back of his neck, as JC pulled him closer.

Justin broke the kiss first pushing JC away. He looked over at Lance before looking over at JC. "What the fuck is going on here? Lance?"

Lance looked down at the dance floor below his feet. When he felt JC's hand on his chin, he looked up. He looked over at Justin. "Baby, I can explain..." Before Lance could finish his sentence, JC had kissed him as well. JC pressed closer to Lance, as he felt Lance wrap his arms around his neck.

When JC finally stepped back, he looked over his shoulder at Justin. He saw the look of anger on Justin's face, but he also saw something else. Something he hoped to see more of in the future. Lust and want, and it was directed his way, but he knew that for right now the anger would control Justin. That would change though. He would make sure of it.

He watched as Justin pushed past him, and grabbed Lance by the arm. He pulled him away from JC with Lance looking over his shoulder. JC watched as the two men left the club. He knew they would be back. Justin might even come sooner than Lance, and he would be waiting.

Chapter 7

JC didn't have to wait long for Justin to show up. Two nights after he and Lance had come to the club together, Justin showed up alone. He was up in his usual spot watching the people on the dance floor when he noticed Justin walk up to the bar. Tonight he wore blue jeans, and a white muscle shirt. No bandana. He ordered a drink, and then turned his attention back to the dance floor. JC could tell that Justin was looking for something. He was looking for JC.

JC pushed away from the railing, and started to make his way to lower level. When he reached the end of the bar, he stopped and just stood there watching Justin. He was gorgeous. He wanted both he and Lance. He would make them his, but how would he do it?

Justin turned back to the bar to order another drink, and he saw JC. JC smiled, and waved him over. Justin left his empty glass on the bar, and made his way over to where JC stood. He sat in the empty stool next to him. "JC right?"

JC nodded as he waved at the bartender. A fresh drink was placed in front of Justin within moments. "I'm glad you came back. I just wish Lance had come with you too."

Justin took a sip of his drink. "He might still show up later. I asked him to let me talk to you alone first."

"Oh? What did you want to talk to me about?"

Justin drained the rest of his drink before turning towards JC. "He told me about you and him after we left. At first I was angry. I almost came back here that night to kick your ass. Or at least try to anyway. You being what you are I probably wouldn't have succeeded."

"Lance told you that too?"

Justin nodded his head. "He pretty much tells me everything. This is the first time he intentionally hid something from me since we met."

JC nodded. "Why are you really here, Justin?"

Justin waved for another drink. When it was placed in front of him, he drank it down. "I wanted to see what Lance sees in you. You've got some kind of hold on him. I want to know what."

JC smirked as he held out his hand. "Come with me, and I'll show you angel boy."

Justin looked at him for a second before reaching out his hand. He let JC pull him through the crowd, and over to a door. When JC reached out to open the door, Justin pulled back on his hand. JC turned around to look at him with a small smile, "It's okay, Justin. I am not going to hurt you. Just need a little bit off privacy. Okay?"

Justin sighed and then nodded his head. When JC opened the door, and walked into the dark stairwell, he followed closely behind him. JC closed the door behind him. He watched as Justin stuffed his hands into his jean pockets as he leaned against the wall next to the door.

JC sighed as he moved closer to Justin. Reaching up his hand, he caressed his cheek. "Lance never told me you were this beautiful." His thumb ran over Justin's bottom lip. "When I first saw you I thought you were this angel man child sent to tempt me. I always knew I wanted Lance, but when I saw you that night I know that you were both meant to be mine."

Chapter 8

JC watched as Justin closed his eyes before pressing closer against him. He reached up and took off his glasses before touching his lips to Justin's ear. "Open your eyes for me, angel boy."

Justin opened his eyes slowly. When they were fully open, his jaw dropped. He reached up and touched JC's cheek. "Are you real?"

JC nodded his head. "I am very real. I'm a man. The only thing different about me is that I am going to live forever, and I want it to be with you and Lance at my side."

Justin pulled his hand back. "Why us?"

JC shrugged. "I saw Lance. That first night I felt it. We were meant to be, but then he told me about you, and how much he loves you. I knew he would never willingly leave you, so I told him to bring you to meet me." JC moved closer to Justin's ear. "When I saw you walk in with him, I knew you were both meant to be with me forever." JC moved his lips slowly down Justin's cheek from his ear. When he reached his lips, he covered them with his own. He pressed closer to Justin fisting his hands in the short curls at the nape of his neck.

Justin groaned against JC's lips as they slanted over his trying to deepen the kiss. Justin placed his hands on JC's hips trying to pull him closer. When JC's mouth moved down his neck, he let his head fall back against the door with a small thud as his breath came out in pants.

JC lifted Justin's shirt slowly, letting his fingers move up Justin's chest teasing the skin as it was exposed. Justin moaned softly as JC's fingers grazed his nipples slightly as he yanked the shirt higher. He pulled it over his head before lowering his lips to Justin's collarbone sucking slightly. Justin buried his hands in JC's hair yanking him up and kissing him..

JC laughed softly as he moved back. He traced his fingers down Justin's cheek. "Do you see now what Lance sees in me?"

Justin reached out and pulled JC back to him without saying a word. He switched their positions pressing JC against the wall. JC looked at him for a second confused before Justin lowered his mouth and began to kiss him. Justin pulled his shirt over his head in one motion before lowering his head to JC's chest. Taking the nipple between his teeth, he bit down gently as JC groaned.

Justin moved his hand down to the waistband of JC's pants, and undid the button easily. As he began to pull down the zipper, he heard the door that lead to the stairwell open. He raised his head, and looked towards it smiling as he saw Lance looking at him.

Chapter 9

He motioned for him to come over, and when he did, he pulled him close against his side. He kissed him quickly before turning back towards JC. He lifted his hand and ran it down JC's cheek. "Lance you should have told me about him sooner."

"You're not mad at me anymore," Lance whispered.

Justin shook his head. "He wants us both, you know."

Lance nodded his head before looking at JC. "You want him too?" JC licked his lips before nodding in return. He couldn't find the words. Lance pushed Justin aside, and took his place in front of JC. He looked JC up and down. "Forever? You, me and him." Lance leaned closer letting his low voice rumble against JC's ear. "Is that what you want?" Lance took JC's earlobe between his teeth and bit slightly before stepping back. He turned to look at Justin. "What do you think?"

Justin trained his gaze on JC and licked his lips. His eyes traveled down JC's body. "I say we make him wait. Show him a little taste of what he will get first though."

Lance turned back to JC, and smiled. "Would you like to see that, baby?"

JC shivered noticeably at the lowness of Lance's voice. Finally finding his voice, he whispered, "Yes, Lance."

Lance nodded. "You stay there. Don't move, or this show will abruptly end. Got it?"

JC nodded his head slowly. His hand moved to the waist band of his pants where they will still unbuttoned.

Lance stepped forward and slapped JC's hand away. "None of that either. You be a good boy, JC."

JC nodded his head watching as Lance walked over to Justin. He pushed Justin down until he was sitting on the stairs. He pushed Justin's legs open and moved in between them. Pushing Justin back, he kneeled on his knees as he reached for the hem of his shirt. He pulled it over his head in one swift motion. Turning towards JC, he smiled before turning back to Justin and covering his body with his own.

He let his hands make their way up Justin's arms until they reached his hands. In one hand he held Justin's hands above his head. The other hand made its way down Justin's chest to the waist band of the jeans he was wearing. He unbuttoned them slowly before shoving his hand inside, JC began to move forward slightly, but Lance caught him and shook his head giving him a hard stare.

JC moved back against the wall, helpless. He stood and silently watched, biting his bottom lip as Lance and Justin continued on the stairs. He could see Lance's hand moving just inside Justin's pants. He wanted to walk over as he watched Justin's hips thrust up against Lance. Wanted to rip off those jeans so he could get a better view of what was happening, but he knew if he moved, Lance would stop.

Lance moved his lips down to Justin's neck sucking gently before licking at the pulse point. He looked over his shoulder at JC and chuckled lowly before looking back down at Justin. "Baby, he is being good. Should we let him play with us?"

Justin lifted his head slightly and looked over at JC. He smiled before looking at Lance. "He has been a good boy." He removed his hand from Lance's grasp, and motioned towards JC. "Come over here, JC."

JC didn't wait for a second invitation before moving away from the wall and over to the men on the stairs.

Chapter 10

JC stopped next to the stairs. He looked down at Lance and Justin sprawled out on the stairs. He wanted to move closer, but he could tell that for now Lance was in charge. That was a strange feeling to him. He had always been the one in charge. The one that could make others bend to his will, but with Lance and Justin the role had reversed. They were the ones in control.

Lance looked up and tugged on JC's belt loop. "On your knees, JC."

JC knelt on the stair next to Lance. He looked over at Justin to catch him licking his lips. JC let out a soft moan as he watched Lance lean over and kiss Justin. Justin arched his back. His body pressed tightly against Lance's. JC looked down and from this close he could see Lance's hand stroking Justin's hard cock.

JC groaned. He couldn't just sit here and watch, doing nothing. He moved up behind Lance, and wrapped his arms around waist. When Lance looked back at him, JC swooped in and attacked his lips with his own. He put all his focus on Lance. He felt Lance turn in his arms, and press closer against him. He maneuvered them until Lance was on his back on the stairs. He had been wanting to do this for days. He lifted his head, and turned to look at Justin laying next to him. He moved up more, and reached out, pulling Justin to him. He kissed him savagely before moving back.

He looked down at Lance with a smile. "I think it is time for you to make a decision. Both of you. It is a decision that will effect what happens for the rest of your life. Eternity awaits for both of you. You will stand at my side for forever and a day." JC pushed himself off Lance letting their erections rub slightly before standing up. He moved up the steps before turning back to the shocked men laying on the steps. "You need to decide. If you decide to go with me, return to me in exactly three days. Lance alone. You will be a part for a week before Lance comes for you, Justin. That is how it must be done."

JC left then, walking up the stairs. He made his way over to the balcony railing. He waited a few minutes watching for the exit of his new lovers. He knew they would be back. When there was no sign of them, he moved back to the door to the stair well and opened it slightly. What he saw made him want to go back to the men. Clothes had been removed, and the two of them moved against each other. The sounds coming from the stairwell were enough to make him hard.

This time he let himself push down his pants slightly as he gripped his cock in his hand. His hand moved up and down himself as he continued to witness the sight before him. He watched as Justin arched his back, thrusting his hips against Lance's in a frenzied pace. He heard a loud gasp come from Justin's lips, and he watched as his body tensed and he came.

JC's hand worked over himself faster as he watched Lance still with his own orgasm. Moaning, JC came in his hand letting his eyes close. He slumped against the open door before letting his eyes reopen.

When he looked down, he saw Lance looking up at him with a smirk on his face. Lance stood up, and threw Justin's clothes at him. The two of them got dressed quickly as JC watched. Within minutes, they were gone. JC stood against the door. He wondered if maybe he gotten himself in over his head. Lance and Justin would be a force to reckon with once they were both turned. They could even become more powerful than he was. Others would notice, but he wanted them. He wanted them to share his bed, his life , his heart.

He just hoped they would come back. He wanted Lance first. Lance is the one that won his heart. Justin was just something special added that made this even more sweeter.

Chapter 11

JC waited those three days silently. He made preparations in his loft for the addition of the two new residents. Those three nights he stayed away from the club. He wasn't in the mood to deal with the crowds and the music. He kept hoping that Lance would show up. If he didn't, then JC would return to square one and start his search all over again, but he wanted Lance.

No other man before and gotten to him like Lance and Justin had. They were beautiful separately, but together they shined. Along with him they could rule the underworld. Together they would be a force to reckon with. Others will see them and will try to break them apart. They had to stay together though.

On the third night, JC took extra care with his appearance. He put on a pair of tight black leather pants that rode low on his hips. He covered his chest with a black muscle shirt. To complete the ensemble he put on his black coat and boots.

After he was ready, he left his loft, and made his way over to the club just a few blocks away. As he entered the club, he didn't stop. He walked straight to the back, and into the stairwell. As he closed the door, he turned and let out a small gasp as he saw Lance waiting for him.

He walked towards where Lance sat on the steps. He stopped in front of him, and he reached out his hand to lift Lance's face. "I didn't think you would show up."

Lance sighed. "I almost didn't. This whole thing is scary to me. It is forever."

JC stepped back. "I won't force you to do this, Lance. I want both you and Justin to come to me willingly. If you have doubts, then maybe we shouldn't do this."

JC pushed by Lance and began to walk up the stairs, but Lance stopped him and turned him around. He dragged JC closer and kissed him hard. "I want to do this. I don't think I cannot do this. I just don't know what to expect or what's going to happen to me really. I don't believe all those TV shows about vampires. "

JC laughed. "They don't know the real story behind what we are. Those are all myths. We won't burn in sunlight. Crosses don't scare us. We are more sensitive to the sun, that is true. Our eyes are extremely sensitive to lights too. That is why I always wear the sunglasses."

Lance nodded. "JC, I want to spend forever with you and Justin."

JC nodded as he stepped back. "We need to go somewhere else.' He held out his hand. "Take my hand, Lance."

Lance took it, and let JC lead him through the club and outside. They walked the few blocks to a building, and JC pulled him inside and up a flight of stairs. When he dropped Lance's hand, he reached out and pulled open a door and stepped inside. Lance followed him cautiously.

"Welcome to your new home, Lance."

Chapter 12

Lance walked through the loft, looking at the everything. He ran his hand across the furniture as he moved. JC followed him silently. When he reached the bedroom, he finally turned his attention to JC. "What do I do?"

JC walked up behind Lance and wrapped his arms around his waist. "You do nothing. I do everything," he whispered against Lance's neck before sucking softly. As his teeth grazed Lance's pulse point, he felt Lance tense in his embrace. He lifted his head, and made Lance turn in his arms. He touched Lance's cheek before smiling softly. "Lance, you know I would never mean to hurt you, but you need to know this process that you are about to go through is not going to be an easy one. I'll be here to help you through it, but you will have to go through it on your own. Just like I did. Do you understand?" Lance nodded his head slowly. "Are you sure, Lance? There is no turning back after this night." Lance nodded again. "Good."

JC began walking back toward the bed, pulling Lance along. When the bed hit the back of his knees, he sat down, and pulled Lance between his legs. He began lifting the shirt slowly kissing each bit of skin that was exposed. When he had the shirt bunched up under Lance's arms, Lance lifted his arms automatically allowing JC to pull the shirt over his head.

JC threw it behind Lance, and let his hands travel down Lance's arms. "You are so beautiful, Lance."

Lance looked down at JC with a slight blush on his face. JC chuckled at that before reaching towards the waistband of Lance's pants and undoing the belt. Lance let his eyes flutter close as JC pushed his pants down his hips. Lance stepped out of his pants when they reached his ankles.

JC stood up in front of Lance, and yanked off his shirt. He had been waiting for this night since the first moment he had seen Lance in the club. He couldn't believe that this was finally going to happen. As he lowered his pants, he continued to watch Lance. He knew Lance was scared of what was about to happen. It was only natural, but he hoped that he could make this as easy a process that he could for him.

When they were both standing there naked, JC reached out his hand, "Come here, baby."

Lance nodded his head before stepping forward to take JC's hand. JC led him over to the bed, and laid down, pulling Lance down next to him. They lay on their sides facing each other silently for a few moments until JC reached up his hand and caressed Lance's cheek. "I've wanted to do this since I saw you walk into the club that first night."

"Me, too," Lance whispered.

JC smiled before pushing Lance back onto the bed and rolling on top of him. JC lips brushed across Lance's jaw line before making his way down his neck. Lance once again tensed slightly, so JC continued going downward. His mouth traveled down the center of Lance's chest pausing only briefly to nip at his nipples. As he continued lower, he let his tongue flicker into Lance's belly button causing him to gasp softly.

JC raised his head slightly and caught Lance's gaze briefly before lowering his head once again. This time he took the head of Lance's cock into his mouth causing Lance to moan loudly as his hips arched off the bed forcing JC to take him into his mouth deeper. JC raised his hand to Lance's lips, his mouth never leaving Lance. Lance took two of the fingers into his mouth sucking gently until JC removed them. JC let his hand move back downward and lifted his head.

He moved up Lance's body hovering over him as he pushed one finger inside. He swallowed Lance's loud gasp with his own mouth, as he moved his finger slowly in and out. He added a second finger after a few minutes. He looked down at Lance for a moment. He removed his fingers causing Lance to open his eyes.

"I love you, Lance." He whispered as he pushed inside. He stilled for a moment, but then began to slowly move in and out. Lance met him thrust for thrust mumbling incoherently. JC lowered his head to Lance's neck, as his hand reached down to stroke his erection.

As he felt Lance tense beneath him, he sunk his teeth into Lance's neck sucking into he felt Lance relax. He raised his head, and looked down at Lance. He ran his hand over his cheek, and whispered. "Forever." He lifted his hand to his mouth, and bit into it slightly before pressing it to Lance's lips. As Lance had his first taste of blood, JC smiled knowing that he now had what he wanted.

Chapter 13

For the next two days, Lance drifted in and out of consciousness. JC stayed by his side most of the time. Only leaving to feed. As he sat by the bed, he watched as Lance transformed. Before the change, he had been beautiful. Now, he was even more so. Those times when Lance would awaken, JC would make sure he fed before falling once again into a deep sleep.

On the third night, JC left Lance alone early in the early evening. When he returned to the loft, and made his way to the bedroom he found the bed empty. He left the bedroom, and made his way through the house searching for any sign of Lance. He stopped in the main room of the loft, and looked towards the doors that led to the roof, finding them open. He walked in that direction, and went out onto the roof. He spotted Lance leaning against the ledge looking out over the city.

JC walked up behind him, and wrapped his arms around his waist. "I didn't expect to see you up this soon. I expected another day at least."

Lance turned his head to look at JC with a smile on his face. "I'm feeling good," he said before kissing JC softly. He turned back to look over the ledge, and sighed. "Everything looks different now."

JC took a step back from Lance. He still didn't know how Lance would react to the change happening in him. JC was worried that maybe Lance wouldn't be happy with it. "Different good or different bad?"

Lance looked back with a smile on face. "Very good. Everything just seems more. It is clearer than before."

JC nodded his head as he reached up and stroked Lance's cheek. "You don't regret doing it, do you?"

Wrapping his arms around JC's waist, Lance lowered his head to JC's shoulder. "No, I don't. I wanted to be with you. I'm worried about Justin though. I need to see him."

JC nodded his head as he rubbed his hand down Lance's back. "You can see him whenever you want."

"Good. I need to know if he wants this too. I don't want him to do it just because I did it, you know."

"Before you left him, did he want to do it too?"

"He said he did, but I know Justin. He is scared. He tries to hide it, but I know him so well. I love him so much. I love you both so much."

JC sighed, as he moved back. "I love you, too, Lance. Go see him tonight, but don't do anything. I need to be with you if he wants to join us."

Lance nodded. "I won't. I just need to see him, to hold him, and to let him know I still love him."

"Then go. I'll be here or at the club tonight."

Lance stepped back but quickly changed his mind, and stepped up to JC once again, He reached out and pulled JC to him by his waist. One hand made his way up JC's back and buried itself in JC's hair. He pulled JC even closer to him before kissing him. The kiss was hot and passionate causing both men to moan. Lance was the first to step back. He shook his head as he ran his fingers through his hair. "That was even different."

"Nothing will ever be the same, Lance. You will see that as the days pass. As will Justin if he decides to join us."

Lance nods slowly as he looks down at the roof floor. "I need to go talk to him. I'll be back before morning."

"You don't have to be. One of those myth things. Just make you wear the sunglasses and coat I left for you when you go out in the daylight."

"I will," Lance kissed JC again quickly before leaving the roof. JC remained looking out at the city watching Lance as he left the building. He hoped he didn't lose him.

Chapter 14

Lance walked through the dark apartment that he shared with Justin. He took off his jacket, and lay it across the back of the couch. He began to take off his sunglasses, but he stopped himself. He made his way into the bedroom and found Justin sound asleep on the bed. The covers were thrown half off of him, and his arm was thrown across Lance's side of the bed. He leaned against the door jam watching Justin sleep.

He ran his hand through his hair before moving away from the door way. He walked over to his side of the bed, and sat down. Raising his hand, he ran it down Justin's arm causing Justin's eyes to flutter open. "Hi, baby."

"Lance?" Justin sat up and reached out his hand.

"Yes, it's me," Lance whispered as he took Justin's hand in his own.

Justin sighed as he moved closer. "I missed you." He lifted his free hand, and removed Lance's sunglasses from his eyes. "You did it?"

Lance nodded. Justin dropped his hand, and moved to get off the bed, but Lance stopped him. "Justin, you knew I was going to do it."

Justin let out a soft sigh before whispering, "I know. It's just now it's different. You're different."

Lance turned Justin's head back towards him and smiled. "Yes, I'm different in some ways, but not in the ways that are important, baby. I still love you, and I still want to be with you for the rest of my life which just happens to be a little longer now."

Justin sighed as he moved back from Lance's touch. "What does this mean for us, Lance? Do you really want me still now that you have him?"

Lance moved closer to Justin on the bed, and touched his cheek. "Baby, didn't you just hear what I said. I still love you, and I still want you. That will never change. No matter what happens. I want you with me. Forever," he whispered before kissing Justin softly.

"Forever?"

"Yes, but that is only if you want to, baby. I won't force you to do anything. I want you to do because you want to be with me and JC. No other reason."

Justin nodded his head. "I want to be with you, Lance. You are my life. Without you I don't know how I could live."

Lance pulled Justin into his arms, and ran his hand down his back as he kissed his neck. He moved back slightly to look at Justin. "Then you want to do it."

Justin nodded. 'But I'm scared, you know."

"I know. I was too, but I'll be there with you. I won't leave your side."

Justin lowered his head to Lance's shoulder. "Then when do we do it?"

"JC didn't say. I told him I had to come see you. I would have to bring you to him."

Justin sighed as he nodded his head. "Tonight?"

"No, not tonight. Tonight, I'm going to stay here with you. Tomorrow we'll go back to JC together." Lance moved off the bed, and quickly stripped down to his boxers. He lay back down on the on the bed, and pulled Justin down next to him. "I missed you these last few nights."

Justin lay his head on Lance's chest as he closed his eyes. "The apartment was so quiet. The bed so lonely. I had trouble sleeping without you."

Lance ran his hand up and down Justin's back. "Well, you will never have to sleep alone again, baby."

"I know," he whispered softly. Within minutes Justin had fallen asleep.

The next morning he woke up early to find an empty bed beside him. He threw the covers back, and ran out of the bedroom. He feared that Lance hadn't been there at all. He breathed a sigh of relief when he found him at the kitchen table reading the newspaper like he did every other morning.

"Morning, Lance."

Lance lowered the paper, and smiled. "Morning, baby."

Justin yawned as he scratched his stomach. 'Lance, this might sound stupid, but aren't you supposed to stay out of the light or burn up or something."

Lance laughed. "No. As long as I wear my glasses and my coat outdoors, I'll be fine."

"Okay." Justin sat at his place at the table in front of the bowl of cereal Lance had placed there for him. He poured some milk, and yawned again.

'Are you okay, baby?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. I'm glad your back."

"Are you okay with what is going to happen when we go to JC's later?"

Justin took a bite of his cereal before answering. "I think so. I'm still nervous about it, but as long as you are there with me, I'll be fine." Justin stood up from the table. "I'm going to go get dressed. I'll be ready to go soon."

Lance nodded before returning his attention to the paper. After Justin left the room, he let out a sigh. He wondered if he had made the right choice after all.

Chapter 15

After about fifteen minutes, there was still no sign of Justin. Lance put the paper back down on the table, and walked to the bedroom. He heard the water running in the shower, and continued on to the bathroom. "Justin," he called out before pulling the shower curtain back and looking inside. What he saw made him sigh. Justin leaned against the shower wall with his head lowered. Lance threw the curtain down, and quickly removed his clothing before stepping into the shower. "Baby, what's wrong?"

Justin shook his head, not raising his head to look at Lance.

Lance reached out and took Justin's hands. "You're shaking."

Justin nodded his head. "I haven't been able to stop. I'm just really scared about this whole thing, Lance."

Lance pulled Justin closer to him with a sigh. "Baby, you don't have to do this. Please don't do it just because I did it."

"I'll lose you if I don't, Lance."

"No, you won't, Justin. I'll still be here with you always. Until the day you die, I'll be at your side."

"It won't be the same, Lance. I'll be old, and you'll look like you do now,' Justin whispered against Lance's neck.

"Baby. What do you want to do?"

Justin sighed and stood silent for a moment letting the water run over both of them. "Right now I want you to kiss me."

Lance moved his head back looking at Justin. "You're sure?"

Justin nodded. "Show me you haven't changed. Show me you're the same man I fell in love with."

Lance smiled as he moved closer to Justin. He placed his hands on Justin's waist as he kissed him softly. Lance continued to kiss him as he felt Justin's hands bury in the hair at the nape of his neck, no longer trembling. Justin opened his mouth slightly, and Lance darted his tongue inside Justin's mouth smiling as heard Justin's moan. Lance pressed him against the wall of the shower, and moved his lips down Justin's neck. "Baby, I am still going to be the same man you fell in love with."

Justin moaned into Lance's neck. "I love you, Lance. I want to do it."

Lance lifted Justin's chin with his finger. "Baby, are you sure?"

Justin nodded. "I want you. I want you now and forever."

Lance smiled, and his ran his hand through Justin's wet curls. "Baby, I love you."

"I love you, too, Lance. More than you can ever know," he whispered kissing him softly.

Lance moved back. "I know, baby, cause I love you just as much." Lance reached down and shut the water off. "Let's go get ready. JC will be waiting for us."

Justin nodded taking the towel Lance was holding out for him. He wrapped it around his waist as Lance picked his clothes from the bathroom floor. "How does it feel like, Lance?"

"What, baby?"

"What you went through? What you are now? Does it hurt?"

Lance sighed as he pulled Justin into his arms again. "It does hurt a little at first, but it gets better. Now everything is just different. Clearer. I'll be with you all through it, baby. "

"Promise?"

"I promise."

Chapter 16

Lance walked into the loft with Justin behind him. Lance took off his coat and threw it on the chair by the door. He walked through the loft to the bedroom. He stopped in the doorway and turned to Justin with a finger against his lips. "He's asleep."

Justin wrapped his arms around Lance's waist from behind and rested his head on his shoulder. "He's beautiful, isn't he?"

Lance nodded. "He is. Inside and out. I thought being what he is, he would be evil, but he is good. He has a good heart." Lance stopped talking as he watched JC shift on the bed, and the sheet moved lower. Lance moved away from the doorway, and over to the bed. He crawled on top of it, and laid down next to JC, licking his neck before moving back slightly.

He smiled as he watched JC open his eyes. "Hello, baby."

"Hello, Lance." He looked towards the door and sat up in bed letting the sheets pool at his waist. He made a motion towards Justin, and Justin walked into the room further, but stopped at the edge of the bed. "Come here, Justin."

Justin looked at Lance who smiled and nodded and moved over slightly so that Justin could join them. Justin lay on the bed between the two men, leaning his back against Lance's chest. Lance wrapped his arm around Justin's waist and kissed the back of his neck.

"I'm glad to see you, Justin. I was worried I wouldn't get to see you again."

Justin looked at over his shoulder at Lance before turning back to face JC. "You were worried about not seeing me. Why? I'm not the one you wanted. You got that already."

JC sighed as he pulled Justin to sit up next to him. Lance moved off the bed and sat in the chair across the room. "Justin, I wanted both of you. From the moment I saw you at the club with Lance, I knew you were special. That together we would make something special. All three of us. Without you, we wouldn't be." Justin tried to look over his shoulder at Lance, but JC reached up and held his chin. "Justin, I mean it. I want you too." Justin tried to look down but JC held his chin tight. "Justin," he whispered, but then he shook his head. He pulled Justin closer, and kissed him softly. He heard a small sound come from Justin's throat, and he deepened the kiss moving the hand that was holding his chin to the back of his head burying it in his curls. Justin moaned against his lips opening his mouth slightly allowing JC's tongue to enter his mouth.

JC felt the bed shift, and he opened his eyes to look behind Justin. He found Lance kneeling there placing his hands on Justin's waist licking at his earlobe. JC broke the kiss, and Justin opened his eyes pressing against Lance with a groan.

"Baby,' Lance whispered against his ear. "Is that why you were so nervous earlier about this? You thought JC didn't want you too."

Justin lowered his head as he shrugged his shoulders. "That was part of it I guess."

JC smiled. "That isn't an issue. What was the other part?"

"I'm just scared about what is going to happen is all. I don't know how it will all go down."

Lance moved so that Justin could see him. "Look at me, baby. I'm fine. You'll be fine. JC and I will be with you. You trust us right?"

Justin nodded his head. "I trust you, Lance." At JC's sigh, Justin turned to look at him. "JC, I trust you, too. It's just that I haven't known you for very long. It'll take time for me to build the same relationship I have with Lance with you, but I am going to."

JC nodded and he touched Justin's cheek. Justin moved into the touch with a sigh before raising his head and looking between the two men on the bed with them. "I'm ready. What do we do?"

Chapter 17

JC leaned against the headboard of the bed. He looked at the two men kneeling on the bed before him and licked his lips slowly. He watched Justin knowing the younger man was watching each and every mood he made. "Lance, why don't you begin? You know what to do."

Lance nodded as he pulled Justin closer. He smiled as he buried his fingers in his curls. "I love you, baby," he whispered before kissing him. After a few moments, he broke the kiss, and looked at JC. JC nodded, and he turned his attention back to Justin. He lowered his hand to the hem of Justin's shirt and lifted it quickly over Justin's head before attacking his collarbone with his mouth. He moved his mouth up Justin's neck sucking softly causing Justin to moan as he wrapped his arms around Lance's head holding him closer. He grazed his teeth across Justin's pulse point, and he felt a small shudder go through Justin's body. "Relax, baby."

Lance looked up to see Justin's eyes. They were a mix of passion and fear. He ran his hand down Justin's back trying to settle him, but the look in his eyes didn't go away. He looked over at JC with worried expression on his face.

JC read that look and nodded before reaching out and touching the bare skin at the small of Justin's back. When he looked down at JC, JC smiled and said, "come here, Justin."

Justin looked at Lance before moving away from him and laying down next to JC. JC ran his hand through Justin's curls and sighed. "Justin, are you sure you want to do this? We can stop now."

Justin shook his head. "I want to do this. I'll be fine."

JC nodded his head as he watched Lance lay down behind Justin. He had taken the opportunity to undress. He wrapped his arms around Justin's, and let his fingers pop the button of his jeans. He next worked down the zipper, before slipping his hand inside. He looked up at JC and laughed softly. "Justin is a bad boy, Jayce."

"Why is that?"

Lance motioned down to Justin's open pants. "No underwear."

"Well, how naughty of you Justin." JC reached over, and began to push Justin's pants down his legs. He watched as Justin turned his head and began to kiss Lance. He smiled before working his way down Justin's body and pulled the pants away from his body, and throwing them to the floor. He made his way back up slowly but stopped at Justin's waist.

He let the tip of his tongue lick at Justin's cock causing him to gasp into Lance's mouth.JC took the tip into his mouth sucking softly as Lance let his hand fall away. JC looked up and got Lance's gaze before closing his eyes, and taking Justin further into his mouth.

Lance broke the kiss, as he reached behind him. He picked up the tube he had placed next to his pillow when he undressed, and flipped the cap pausing briefly to watch as JC devoured Justin. He looked over at Justin, and leaned over him taking his lips in an almost brutal kiss, as he thrust one finger inside Justin's ass. He caught Justin's gasp, and lifted his head as he began to move his finger slowly before adding a second finger. He could tell Justin was close by the sounds that were coming from his mouth, and he removed his fingers quickly thrusting inside.

He held onto Justin's hips as he moved in and out watching as JC continued to suck him. JC opened his eyes, and looked up never breaking from his task. Justin wrapped his hand around Lance's head and pulled him down once again to kiss him. As Lance covered his mouth and slid his tongue inside, Justin's body shuddered as he came. Lance lifted his head watching as JC did the same. He looked at Lance, nodding his head, as he moved up the rest of Justin's body, and kissed him hard. Lance took Justin's hand as he licked at the pulse point of Justin's neck. As he bit down, he felt Justin's fingers tighten on his own.

After he felt Justin's hold on him weaken slightly, he lifted his head, and watched as JC bit into his wrist and held it to Justin's lips. Justin drank the blood offered him, but never let go of Lance's hand. When JC lifted his wrist away, he kissed Justin's forehead, and moved off the bed. He began to leave the room, allowing the two lovers some time alone, but he stopped himself at the doorway. Instead he returned to the bed, and lay down behind Lance, wrapping his arm around his waist. They were both his now.

Epilogue

JC licked his lips, and leaned against the ledge of the balcony. He still enjoyed watching the people on the dance floor from this spot of the club. He smiled as two men came into his view. Their arms wrapped around each other, as they grinded together in time with the music.

Since Lance and Justin had joined him a little over a month ago, things had been going well. Both of them had adjusted to their new lifestyle easily. With each day that had passed, the three of them had grown closer.

JC looked down at the floor at where his lovers had just been dancing, but they had disappeared from sight. He sighed, and began to move away from the ledge, but an arm wrapped his waist from behind. He didn't have to turn his head to know Justin was behind him. "Hello, baby."

"Why don't you ever go down to the floor and join us, Jayce?"

JC shrugged his shoulders, and gasped as he felt Justin suck at his neck. He moved closer to Justin which allowed enough room for Lance to move in front of him. Lance placed his hands on JC's waist, and moved began to grind against him causing a low moan to come out of JC's mouth as he closed his eyes.

The three began to move against each to the beat of the music filtering in from the club below. JC kept his eyes closed as he buried his hand in Justin's curls. Justin kissed him, as Lance moved his lips across his collarbone. JC gasped loudly, as he made one last move against Lance. He lowered his head to Lance's shoulder.

Justin moved back from JC allowing Lance to wrap his arms around JC more tightly. Justin smiled as he left the balcony. JC lifted his head from Lance's shoulder with a smile. He kissed him softly. "Why don't we take this back to the loft?"

Lance smiled before kissing JC again this time more passionately. " I say you lead the way. I'm right behind you."

JC took Lance's hand and led him into the dark stairwell. They stopped at the top of the stairwell smiling as they saw the man they both wanted leaning against the door waiting for him. JC squeezed Lance's hand gently before smiling and walking down the steps. He had finally found what he had always wanted.

The End

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