Use Me

The bar

Kyle and Ross were hanging out at the bar, taking some time off for themselves. They both decide to drink lightly today, as they usually get in deep trouble when they're drunk. Kyle's sitting on a bar stool, trying to ignore the loud and drunk crowd. Ross off to doing his own thing.
Ross begins to feel dizzy, his fangs sticking out like daggers, his lips pressed tightly. His thirst for blood worsening. He hasn't eaten in days due to hating to ask Kyle for his blood packets. He hates it when he sees him wince, as he hates needles and the overall thought of blood coming out of him. He considers taking a victim into a stall, but quickly gets rid of the idea as it'll cause many problems. He looks over at Kyle, his neck exposed. He licks his lips. His throat tightening. He doesn't want to use Kyle- but his thirst has become far too worse. He decides that he'll take action at his house.

"Hey, wanna leave?" He nudges at Kyle. Kyle smiling halfly and hopping off the bar stool "Thought you'd never ask" Ross laughs "I'll drop you off at your place" Kyle nods in agreement.  For some reason Ross is excited and his heart is pumping. He ignores it and leads Kyle to his car. Sitting in the front seat, his pal sitting in the passenger. The car ride seems to take centuries. His need for blood worsening every second. Questioning if he should just do it now. But he decides that he should treat Kyle nicely, the car isn't very comfortable.
They reach his door step, Kyle turning to him, after unlocking his door. "See you t-" Ross kisses him roughly, Kyle's eyes widening. He softly pushes him off, laughing "Are you d-drunk?!" Ross laughs "I'm as clear of alcohol today then I'll ever be" He smirks, getting impatient. Kyle turns red when Ross connects their lips again wrapping his arms around his neck.
Ross opens the door, putting Kyle up on his waist and carrying him inside, shutting it with his back and kissing roughly, with a taste of passion coming from Kyle. He places him on his bed, thanking that his rooms are all in one place. He takes Kyle's shirt off, for some reason his heart clenching at the sight of Kyle.
His eyes dazed and his hands wrapped around his neck, his bare chest and neck. His panting and rash brusies.
He kisses him roughly again, unbuttoning his pants and sliding them down to his knees, his body trembling with..delight?
Ross decides that he must just be very horny tonight, as Kyle would never be this delighted of..him..?
He pushes his thoughts to the back of his head and slides his hands down his boxers, Kyle flinching when he grips his dick, moaning softly. Ross rubbing his tip against his thumb, somewhat enjoying the small moans coming out of Kyles lips. He kisses him roughly again, Kyle unable to keep his moans inside. He sucks on his neck, preparing it. He digs his fangs in. Kyle wincing and a small moan escaping. Ross enjoying the trickle of blood, wanting more.
Kyle's eyes widen, realising what all of this is about- He pushes him off. Looking away.
Ross slipping his hands back up, Kyle immediately regretting his decision.
"What-Whats wrong Kyle?"
Ross thinking that Kyle isn't enjoying himself, feeling guilt at his stomach. Maybe he didn't want this-
"Are you..just...wanting my blood? Is that why you're doing this?" He bites his lip, tears threatening to come.
Ross feels the guilt worsen. He looks down.
"Yeah...I mean- I need blood-" He looks away, somewhat ashamed for using his friend like this.
He puts him aside, slipping his pants up and buttoning it and his shirt back on. "You should've just asked..Ross.." Kyles words sounding deep in pain, he leaves to the kitchen.
Ross confused and unsure of what he's doing.
Kyle opens the refrigerator door, grabbing out a bag of blood (Those medical ones).
He tosses it to Ross. Ross confused and looking up.
"I've been sampling my blood lately- I know how you hate having to throw away your body for some...So here..or whatever-" he rubs the back of his neck, Ross immediately pericing his fangs into the bag and melting in the satisfying taste.
"You can go ahead and leave now...if that's all you came for.." Ross looks up at him, Kyle looking away, showing a pained expression.
He doesn't know what to say, so he just walks up and leaves. Not wanting to push Kyle any further. Leaving Kyle to collapse on his bed and sob.