Hellsing Fan Fiction ❯ Blood Brothers ❯ Blood Brothers ( Chapter 1 )

"What'cha doin', bro?"

Luke Valentine glanced up irritably from his book in the direction of his brother, who was currently half kneeling on the far end of the sofa on which Luke was sitting, a bored expression on his face.

"What does it look like?" was his reply, before proceeding to continue to ignore his brother completely. He was not in the mood for Jan's childish pestering, and the novel he was reading was beginning to get interesting. His brother sighed, but didn't go away.

"Aw, that's just boring," Jan said with a petulant frown. He moved forward, now crawling on all fours to kneel at Luke's side and peer over his brother's shoulder. "What you readin' that shit for anyway?" he asked.

"Do you want something?" Luke said, deciding it was probably hopeless trying to read when Jan was being so annoying.

"Nah, not really…" Jan answered, sitting round. He looked uncharacteristically thoughtful for a moment, and Luke found himself staring at his brother's profile, the full, pierced bottom lip sticking out a little in a pout. "You know…" Jan began. "You know what we could do…" Luke was shocked that his brother's expression was devious, a strange new glint in yellow eyes.

"Oh? What?" Luke said suspiciously, then his eyes widened as Jan slid off the sofa to kneel in front of his older sibling. He was grinning lecherously, the dim light in the room glinting off of his pointed teeth. "What are you…?" Luke spluttered, a forced look of shock on his face at what Jan was silently suggesting.

His grin widening, the younger vampire looked up as he lightly placed his hands on Luke's thighs. The blonde instinctively flinched at the contact, and tried uncomfortably to shift away.

"Aw, c'mon bro, don't tell me you haven't at least though about it?" Jan said, sitting back on his heels. "About tryin' this…?" Slowly he moved one hand upwards over the cloth-covered flesh of his brother's thigh, sliding inwards just a little and leaning forward again as he did so, flicking his eyes up to Luke's. "…With me?"

Luke's face was a stunned mask of disbelief, and he was at a loss as to what to say. His eyes, however, betrayed him, the pupils dilated and the eyelids heavy.

"I… Of course I haven't!" he protested weakly. "I never…"

"I have," Jan interrupted, catching Luke off guard. If he had breath, it would have caught in his throat then, and he felt blood begin to creep into his normally ashen cheeks.

"You… What?" he stammered. Jan's slender fingers were creeping toward the zip fastener on Luke's trousers, the blonde failing to do anything to try and stop him. Inadvertently he let out a small gasp as his brother eased the zip down, undoing the button at the same time, and he allowed himself to lean back a little on his hands. Ever so slowly, almost reverently, Jan slid the fabric down over slim hips, pausing to lick briefly at the white flesh of Luke's stomach.

The blonde watched him attentively, the words he would have issued in protest lost in his throat, and replaced by a small moan as the younger vampire completely freed his growing erection, moving the fabric down enough so that it wouldn't be in the way. He saw Jan bite his lip, his eyes now heavily lidded and a look of hunger on his face. Very slowly he leaned in, closing his eyes, and flicked the end of his tongue against the tip of his brother's cock, easing his legs apart a little with his hands so as to allow him better access. Luke watched him as he did so, long fingers gripping the plush fabric of the sofa cushion tightly, and he gasped again at the wet touch of Jan's tongue.

"Jan… You're my brother… This isn't-" he broke off as Jan wrapped one hand around the base of his cock, flicking again at the tip with his tongue. He paused to look up, the blonde's swollen shaft now a heavy weight on his lower lip. Luke felt what little resolve he had liked to think he had dissolve, and he pushed his hips forward a little, pushing his cock further into Jan's mouth and watching the other's eyes close again, as if in concentration. Jan sucked at the tip for a while, drawing a number of breathy gasps from his brother, who had seemed to forget for the moment that air was not required, before drawing back and licking wetly all the way down, inhuman tongue curling part way around the thickness of the swollen flesh in front of his face. Burying his face in thick blonde hair he slipped his tongue lower, over the sensitive skin under his brother's balls and coating it liberally with saliva. He was rewarded with a low, almost animalistic moan from his partner, and he moved back, a wide smirk beginning to creep onto his face. He saw, with a certain level of satisfaction, that Luke's face was flushed, and his ivory skin glistened with a thin layer of blood-sweat. His long hair was falling over his face on one side, and Jan decided he like this new, dishevelled version of his brother much better than the normal Luke.

The blonde met his amber gaze for a moment, before reaching forward and grabbing the hat from Jan's head.

"Why do you always wear that thing?" Luke managed to say, his eyes cloudy. Jan definitely looked better without it, the dark, tousled hair falling unkemptly over his face and before his eyes, sticking up a little on top. He threw the garment away across the room.

"Hey-" Jan began to say, but stopped when his brother laced his slim fingers in his hair and pulled him closer. He didn't argue; instead he took the whole of Luke's cock into his mouth, the tip grazing the very back of his throat, and swallowed. The blonde groaned and arched into him, the fingers in his hair holding him firmly. Swirling his tongue around the hard shaft Jan began to suck in earnest, being especially careful not to catch his brother with his fangs, which had involuntarily lengthened. Luke kept his fingers twined in Jan's hair, while the fingers of his other hand dug even deeper into the cushion. He kept his eyes open to watch in fascination his brother work, watch his head move back and forth as he sucked and licked. The flesh beneath Jan's swollen lips was slick and shiny with saliva, and occasionally he would move his head back again to run his tongue along the underside of his cock all the way up to the dripping tip. He was completely engrossed in his task, and Luke shivered and groaned with every move of those skilled lips, that devilish tongue.

Finally surrendering control Luke began to thrust into his brother's wet mouth, made hot by the blood that ran through his dead veins, and tightened his grip in Jan's soft, dark hair. The younger vampire grunted as he felt close to gagging, and gripped Luke's hips, holding him still. The blonde emitted a low, throaty moan and trembled under his brother's firm hands as Jan's mouth continued to work, sucking, teasing, and even once nipping ever so gently with the tip of his teeth. Eventually, overwhelmed, Luke came with a shudder and a loud moan, his fingers tightening impossibly in his brother's damp hair and spilling his essence in long spurts into Jan's mouth, who swallowed it all as best he could.

Jan knelt back and looked up at his brother, whose eyes were closed, his hair sticking to his forehead and falling in untidy waves over one shoulder. Slowly Luke opened his eyes, his mind hazy, to see Jan looking up at him. The younger vampire wore a satisfied smirk on his face, and his lips were swollen and shiny; a trickle of white fluid ran down his chin, trailing from the corner of his mouth.

"So what'd you think?" Jan said, and very slowly and deliberately extended his tongue to lick his brother's essence from his chin, before running it seductively over his lower lip to make sure he got every last trace of Luke's taste; he made sure the older vampire was watching as he did this, and felt his own cock harden even more at the reaction he saw in his brother's face.

Luke didn't answer, but instead used the hand that was still laced in Jan's hair to pull him closer, leaning down to claim his mouth in a slow, steamy kiss; Jan pushed his tongue into Luke's mouth and he sucked on it, tasting himself and relishing the indulgence in something that was so forbidden and deliciously wrong…It was their first kiss, but it was not something that Luke had never thought of before, in the most hidden and shameful recesses of his mind. He would never have let Jan know it, but the image of his brother stripped naked, bleeding, on his knees with his shoulders pinned to the ground was one that had flitted into his head briefly on more than one occasion… But more often than that it was simply a need, a wish that he could show his brother just how much he valued him, loved him, needed him.

Jan rose up on his knees, moaning into the kiss as Luke's hand slipped easily beneath the waistband of his trousers and down; his other hand now cradled the back of his neck with a gentleness Jan was not used to. With a low growl the younger vampire eagerly sank his pointed teeth into Luke's bottom lip, causing the blonde to give a small cry of pain and surprise as Jan let the blood flow into his mouth.

"Fuck yeah…" Jan muttered as he lapped at the bloody puncture wounds, before drawing Luke's lip into his mouth and sucking hard. Luke responded by wrapping his hand loosely around Jan's cock and beginning to set a lazy rhythm, using his other hand to ease the waistband of his trousers downwards agonisingly slowly.

As if fuelled by his brother's blood Jan attacked Luke's clothing, practically tearing at his jacket and zip top, flinging his shoes and trousers out of the way and pushing him back onto the sofa. Straddling Luke's hips, and causing near intoxicating friction for the blonde in the process, he allowed his brother to slowly slide the zipper on his top down, revealing smooth tan skin and nipples pierced with gold rings, that just begged to be kissed. Luke did just that, running his tongue over the sensitive bud of dark, wrinkled skin, the cold of the metal, and was rewarded with what sounded suspiciously like a whimper from his brother, who was now curling his fingers in Luke's hair.

"You know," Jan began hoarsely. "Why do you even wear these anyway?" He went to remove Luke's glasses; the blonde was surprised to find that he had completely forgotten they were there. "You're a fuckin' vampire, man - you don't need 'em," Jan said, laughing. His lips were stained scarlet, and there was blood on his teeth. Luke smiled, and caught Jan's mouth with his once again, tasting his own blood on Jan's tongue. Drawing back, he smiled evilly and grabbed one of Jan's hands, raised it to his mouth, and bit down on the white cloth, pulling the glove off with one vaguely savage motion.

All the time keeping eye contact with his brother he licked up the full length of Jan's index finger, lapped at the tip, and then slid his tongue down in between in a motion that caused the younger vampire to gasp unnecessarily and bite his lip. He curled his tongue against the sensitive skin there, before wetly licking his way back to the tip and, his eyes barely open and with thick fair lashes obscuring the view of his gorgeously aroused brother, sinking his teeth into the fleshy pad of Jan's index finger.

The darker brother growled and shifted so that the hardness of his cock rubbed tantalisingly against Luke's own, the coarse fabric between them the only thing in the way of the slippery, silky heat they both craved.

Luke shivered and sucked ravenously at his brother's finger, taking a second into his mouth and savouring the sweet, tangy flavour of Jan's fiercely flowing blood; Jan's cock throbbed almost painfully against the fabric confining him as he watched Luke's deliberate imitation of the service he had just performed for his beloved brother. He felt Luke's tongue play against his skin, teasing the wound, as the elder vampire continued to suck the crimson fluid from him, drawing his fingers further into his mouth until Jan was sure he felt the back of the blonde's throat.

"Fuck…yeah, just…love that…" Jan mumbled, leaning in to his brother's neck and, before Luke could react, biting sharply at the pulsating vein. He drew a mouthful of that sweet elixir and pulled back, allowing his bloody fingers to fall from Luke's mouth as he did so, before he swallowed. He gazed lustfully at the blood that now trickled enticingly from Luke's mouth, partly smudged across his cheek, and the fresh wound on his neck that bled freely with gleaming red fluid; Luke's expression was one of barely retained control, and his eyes smouldered with desire and bloodlust.

The blonde hungrily claimed Jan's mouth in another heated kiss, and easily changed their positions so that Jan was on his back on the sofa, Luke kneeling above him. Jan grinned and spread his legs in a clearly suggestive manner, the bulge beneath the dark blue fabric all too obvious.

"Jan…" Luke began. Jan's jacket was still partly on, unzipped all the way and hanging off one bronzed shoulder. The waistband of his trousers was low on his hips, and Luke carefully hooked one finger underneath and slowly began to pull down, loving the way Jan squirmed beneath him as his arousal was exposed inch by inch. Shifting a little further down the sofa Luke succeeded in divesting his younger brother of the tiresome garment, and, tossing them aside, proceeded to lick his way up the inside of Jan's leg, running his tongue over smooth, inhuman skin; as he moved upwards he allowed himself to pause briefly to lick at Jan's hardened cock, noting with curious detail the way the veins were so clearly visible beneath the taught skin. Jan let out a high pitched cry that Luke would have laughed at, had the situation been different, at the touch, and as the blonde continued to return his brother's favour of sucking firmly at the tip of Jan's cock, stroking at the base and long shaft with his gloved fingers, he could hear the younger vampire groaning out a string of barely coherent words, his head thrown back, eyes wide.

"Fuckfuckfuck yeah, ah! …Sshhit…" His back arched and he thrust upwards into his brother's mouth, and then emitted a small yelp as Luke's questing fingers wandered lower, parted his buttocks and teased gently at that little puckered ring of flesh. "Fuck yes…" he groaned; Luke smiled inwardly at how vocal his brother was, the very slightest movement of tongue or finger causing him to moan or curse or, later, perhaps even scream. "That's it, right there, Luke…bro," Jan grinned and pulled at Luke's hair so that they were once again face to face, the slick, wet flesh of both their cocks sliding over one another. Luke ground his hips into his brother's, hissing at the friction and catching Jan's lips with his own once more, thrusting his tongue deep into Jan's mouth and nipping playfully at the inside of his lip with his teeth. When they separated from the kiss a trail of saliva remained between their lips, which snapped back to Jan's chin as Luke raised himself on his elbows. Jan writhed impatiently beneath him, and Luke felt the younger vampire's legs spread to either side of his slender body. He allowed himself a small grin.

"I didn't even know you liked it…you know…like this," he said, his voice made deeper with desire. Jan laughed, running long fingers through his older brother's tangled tresses, one hand still gloved, the other continuing to bleed and to leave red streaks in the pale gold of Luke's hair.

"Thought you knew me better'n that," he replied. "I've been with guys before…not many though…not with you…" He leaned up and licked slowly, possessively, at the smear of blood staining Luke's pale cheek. "Wait," Jan said, suddenly pushing Luke away from him and sitting up. Luke looked confused for a moment, but then Jan leaned in once again to the wound on his neck, biting down and tearing almost viciously at the painful flesh. He let some of the blood flow into his mouth and held it there, before going down on his brother again and using the blood mixed with his own saliva to thoroughly coat Luke's thick erection. Luke groaned in both pain from the throbbing gash at his throat, and from the feeling of having his cock once again enveloped in Jan's mouth, the tip hitting the back of the younger vampire's throat as he involuntarily thrust up.

Luke growled uncharacteristically as Jan pulled back; his lips glistened with red, and some of the blood that had escaped from his mouth now ran down his chin and in rivulets over the sculpted lines of his neck. The blonde then forcefully pushed his brother back down onto the sofa, eliciting a high-pitched little noise of surprise which quickly turned into an equally high pitched giggle, his bloodstained grin still in place. Lifting Jan's hips a little Luke positioned himself to push inside, his cock slick and dripping with his own blood.

"Shit, man… Just fucking get on with it," Jan said, squirming impatiently and licking absently at the sweet red fluid on his lip. "C'mon bro…fuck me, just fuck me 'til I fuckin' bleed." Luke blinked, then began to push inside, holding his brother's hip firmly with one hand, the other bracing his weight on the plush cushion by Jan's head. Jan gave a low, wolfish groan and wrapped his arms round Luke's neck, pulling him into another kiss, once again laced with the intoxicating taste of blood. Luke was going slowly, too slowly for Jan, savouring the feeling of having his cock swallowed up bit by bit by such silken pressure, each small movement of his hips driving him a little bit deeper into his brother. Jan let out a choked cry and pushed his hips upward, causing him to be impaled more fully by Luke's cock; Luke, taking the hint, thrust the rest of the way in with one jabbing movement. Jan cried out and threw his head back, exposing his blood-smeared throat, and wrapped both legs around his brother, who began to move in and out of that crushing heat with small, rhythmic movements.

Luke let out a long, shuddering breath and lowered his head to lick at the trails of blood that ran from Jan's open mouth over the tender flesh of his throat, before Jan, grabbing at handfuls of pale gold hair at the back of Luke's head, forced the older vampire into another long, messy kiss. Their lips remained locked as Luke continued to thrust sharply into Jan; the latter's groaned curses stifled by his elder brother's lips and inhuman tongue.

Speeding up, Luke made sure to hit his brother's prostate on the next thrust; he knew got the angle right, as Jan tore his lips from Luke's and practically screamed, following with a string of loud curses as he wrapped his legs even tighter round Luke's waist and kept his right hand firmly twined in his brother's silky hair at the back of his head, his other hand clawing at Luke's back.

"Can't you do anything quietly?" Luke murmured, smiling.

He kissed and nipped at the side of Jan's neck as he tirelessly kept up the rhythm, increasing in pace with every thrust into his brother, his lover, the sound of Jan's shaky cries, peppered with expletives, greater fuelling his desire.

Eventually Luke felt Jan's muscles tighten, his back arched, and he came with a whimpered, incoherent cry, the tearing fingers at Luke's back breaking the skin and drawing blood.

Not long after that Luke came himself, and he bit down savagely at the side of Jan's throat, losing himself in that pure, overwhelming pleasure. He gulped mouthful after mouthful of his brother's sweet blood as it flooded into his mouth, at the same time pumping his seed deep into Jan.

He continued to suck at the fresh wound on Jan's neck, and Jan, relaxing his grip on his brother, sank his fangs once again into Luke's neck as well, drinking unhurriedly from the gash he had inflicted previously. Neither of them feeling inclined to separate, they remained locked in that unbroken circuit, each feasting on the other's blood and each allowing the other to drink from him, until eventually Luke lifted his head, forcing Jan to cease as well.

Luke pulled reluctantly out of his brother, who pressed his bloody lips to Luke's. The blond slipped his hand under Jan's neck and gently pulled him upwards so they were both in a sitting position, their tongues sliding indulgently against one another all the time, the taste of each other's blood strong in both their mouths.

It was Luke who pulled away first, and he allowed a contented smirk to grace his lips, smudged with red. Jan held his gaze with darkened amber eyes, that familiar wicked expression twisting his features into a look that was both mischievous and evilly carnal.

"Fuck man, you're a mess," he said. Luke laughed. "Knew I could get you to loosen up a little though," Jan continued, his self-satisfied smile revealing the tips of his fangs, which he had now licked clean.

"It would seem you know me too well," Luke said, and Jan laughed.

"Inside and out, bro," he said, but Luke shook his head.

"Not quite yet, brother dear," he replied, his smile widening into a grin.