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“I want to have you, all of you.” 

Those simple words, the final straw to break the dam and send the two birds toppling into each other's arms. Lips meeting in a desperate dance that had been too long coming. Percy kissed like playing with fire- hot and fast and just on the edge of burning, but Io dared to bite back. Io with icy lips and sharpened teeth, nipping at his mouth with the threat of danger—both a predator, both a prey.

“ Io- ” Percy conceded first, pulling back with a wanton gasp as the vampire’s hand drifted between his legs to feel him up. Toying with his already hardening cock through the fabric of his pants. 

“Already so worked up for me, aren't you, pretty bird?” Io purred, stroking him slowly as blood rushed between his legs. 

“You're the pretty bird, last time I checked,” Percy countered, trying to steel himself to the lithe fingers playing with him. He couldn't cave that easily. 

“And last I checked, you were the one begging to be bitten,” the tanager rasped as they moved down to his throat and let their fangs graze across his flesh tauntingly. 

“You sure you want to test my hypothesis?” There was no doubt Io could tell how the feeling of their fangs went straight to his cock.

“I mean, if you don't want me to,” Io drew back and Percy couldn't stop the whine that escaped his throat at the loss. The vampire flashed a wicked smirk, eyes alight with hunger of a very different kind than that for blood. The prefect immediately understood, Io wanted him to beg for it. Wanted him to submit to being the prey.

And for the first time, Percy wanted the exact same thing. 

“Please… bite me ,” the macaw whispered, voice coarse and needy as he tilted up his chin to better expose his neck.

“Good birdie-” Io’s eyes glimmered in the dim night lighting of his room, and all he saw was a streak of their ruby red glow before pain sparked across his skin. Two pin pricks of pressure sank into the meat of his neck where his throat met his shoulder. For a moment, tension wracked his body as fear coursed through his veins. First, the innate fear of being a vampire’s victim, and then the intense worry of causing Io harm through his sun-tainted blood.

Neither fear came to fruition as Io moaned against his skin as hot, sweet, iron-tanged nectar met their tongue. No burning or pain, just pure, deliciously fresh blood. For a moment, the thirst took over, Io had been low on blood for days, and the urge was too strong to contain themselves as the vampire sucked down a mouthful.

“ Io– ” Percy groaned as piercing pain melted into numbness, thawed into tingling pleasure. The effect of Io’s venom did little to him after all his training, save for leaving behind an intense feeling of the vampire's lips. His voice brought Io back to themselves, though, and the tanager forced themselves to unlatch from the delectable nectar spilling from their lover's neck.

“Looks like you were right,” Io hummed, kissing the mark they left before licking the remnants from their lips. 

“Y-Yeah,” Percy felt a bit weak in the knees from how the vampire looked at him. So ready to take him apart piece by piece, but unlike so many others wanting to do the same, Percy trusted the tanager to put him back together again at the end. 

“What would you like, pretty bird? Shall I bite you more? Or shall I give you something else?” Io’s hand found his clothed cock once again, slipping lower to palm his balls lightly as even more of a tease. 

“Both- please, Io ,” the vampire smiled and released their grip only to trail up to his shirt. 

“Then you better strip for me,” the tanager rumbled, and Percy’s hands immediately went for his top. He undid the sash and tossed it aside as Io sat back and watched with glowing eyes. 

“Slower, pretty bird. There's no need to rush. We have all night to make you mine,” Percy's heart raced. He had to force himself to be patient. He'd waited this long, he could savor this moment… though fuck he was tired of waiting. 

“Good boy,” praises sung as he let his hand move slower. Pulling off his shirt at a pace that showed off flexing muscles and taunt, smooth skin. The slight sting of the bite on his neck only served to remind him of what more was to come as he undid his belt next. Kicking aside boots before slipping off his pants to the pile on the floor. All that was left was his underwear, staining to contain his aching cock as a damn patch at the tip spread as his length weaped pre. 

“All of it, my birdie,” Io hummed and the prefect obeyed perfectly, groaning under his breath as he freed his dick and tossed the final article of his clothing to the wayside. 

“So gorgeous for me…” Io’s hands were on him, sharp nails tracing over muscle lines until they found his nipples. “So much room to mark up,” they purred, toying with him again as they circled around the hardening buds until they pebbled. 

“ Io… ” Percy was at their mercy, entranced by the vampire’s sharp touch and sultry words. 

“I like the sound of my name on your lips. So sweet for me…” the tanager leaned in, close enough that Percy thought they’d intended to kiss him again when Io stopped short of his lips. 

“Turn around,” this time, a crisper tone. A clear order that had Percy startled by how much it turned him on. He dared not disobey, but turned to see the uncovered window behind him. 

“Io…” he said, voice unsure as he realized anyone flying by would be able to see him like this. 

“It's the middle of the night, dear…and the only one nocturnal here is me,” Io hummed, putting a hand to the small of his back until Percy leaned over and pressed himself into the glass. 

“But–” 

“If anyone sees, all they'll see is you having a good time. No one will see me past your beauty,” Io’s voice was in his ear, the vampire pressed against his back so he could feel their clothed breasts on him. He so badly wanted to turn around and touch them back, but contained himself. 

“Alright, fine,” he conceded and Io rewarded him with a kiss to his shoulder before he gasped as their fangs sank into his skin once again. This time it was brief, just a taste before Io was lapping at the wound, happy to leave another mark on their macaw. 

“You must have preparations in here, don't you, Percy?” Io hummed it too him a moment to answer as the tanager made it hard to focus when their reach wrapped around his waist and found his cock.

“Percy~?” A teasing voice as if the vampire was not the very one distracting him from the question as they slowly pumped his aching dick. 

“S-Side table. Second drawer-” he gasped, gripping at the cold glass as Io gave him a few more long strokes as a reward. 

“Thank you, darling,” the hand retreated, and Percy had a moment to catch his breath. The bed shifted as Io stepped off it, then there was the sound of a drawer opening, followed by a bottle opening. 

“Have you ever done this before, my sweet?” Io hummed the question so casually, as if their fingers were not actively circling his rim, coating the sensitive skin in lubricant. 

“N-Not like this- not me-” Percy admitted as his cock twitched between his legs. He'd certainly done this make times before with Dawn, but never had the prefect be the one to receive. 

“What a treat, I didn't think I'd get to be the one to deflower you…” A lithe finger slipped into his entrance, slow and gentle as Io's lips found his skin once more. Delicate kisses pressed along his shoulders until the vampire gently added a second to his walls. This time, Percy cried out as the tanager’s fangs found his neck at the same time. The twin sensations were both confusing and exhilarating to the macaw’s mind, making his cock leak a thick bead of precum down onto the sheets below them.

“I knew you'd be delicious ,” Io groaned against his skin, kissing the new bite mark and lapping up the slowly dripping blood with slow, deliberate swipes of their tongue as their fingers worked in and out of his entrance. The mix of their gentle fingers versus the sharpness of fangs dragging across his skin sent shivers down his spine, and soon enough, Io had covered him in several more bite marks as they eased him open. 

“Io- Moonlight- please -” he gasped as his cock leaked again, getting closer and closer and the vampire hadn't even touched his dick like he desperately wanted. 

“Please, what, birdie?” Words whispered against the freshest bite mark. 

“Touch me- please - I need it–!” he gasped out, tossing aside any ounce of pride to beg the vampire to let him cum. 

“I am touching you, darling,” Io purred, but this time the tanager crooked their fingers just right to make Percy chirp out a wail of pleasure as they struck his prostate. 

“ Io!! ” he cried out, bucking into the sensation as Io did it again and his cock throbbed. 

“Use your words, pretty bird,” Now that the vampire had found it, they were unrelenting. Stroking his sweet spot without relief as Percy writhed in their grasp. 

“M-My cock! Please Io I need to cum-!” the pleas were music to the tanager’s ears. Music, but there would be no mercy.

“I think you can cum like this for me, my good little bird,” A third finger added to his ass, stretching him open and teasing the same spot without relent. Io leaned in over his back and the prefect’s skin tensed with a wave of tingles as Io dragged the front of their fangs across his skin, threatening to bite without breaking skin until they found an unmarked spot to sink in. It was the final straw, and Percy saw white as he came completely untouched. 

“ IO !” His finish wracked through his body, taking him by surprise as he painted the window in streaks of white. 

“Good boy~” praise purred out once Io had unlatched from his shoulder. His head fell forward, pressing against cool glass as he panted heavily. Io gently eased their fingers out from his walls, and Percy tried to gather his wits, only for a blunt object to be placed against his hole.

“Ah?” He couldn't even get out proper words, but the question was clear as Io taunted his rim with the new object. 

“If you want more…I have more for you, darling,” Io purred in his ear and Percy groaned, leaning back into their caresses. “Your words, birdie,” the tanager reminded.

“M-More…” Percy whined, and a moment later, he was being stretched open once again. For a second, he believed Io to have somehow put on a strap, despite not having seen or even owning such a thing, but soon recognized the object. The shape be could feel pressing into his ass as a tapered edge pressed into him until popping into place with a flared base. 

“You know, I'm sure Dawn looks so cute with this in,” Io hummed as they teased the end of the plug so it pressed into his sweet spot. Percy let out a groan at the realization that the tanager had stuffed him full with a toy he so often liked to use on his smaller partner. He never realized how good it could feel.

“Now keep that in for me, like a good little birdie,” Io’s hands pulled away, and the bed creaked as the vampire slipped off the edge of it. The soft rushing of fabric caught Percy's attention and he turned to look behind him only to be met with a sharp swat to his ass.

“Uh-uh, no peeking. Try that again and you won't get to look at all,” Io warned, and the prefect jerked his gaze back to the window immediately. Instead, he waited and listened to the shuffling of fabrics until the bed dipped once more as Io rejoined him.

“Alright, now you can look, pretty bird,” the vampire's hands were on his hips, directing him to turn around fully and Percy felt his cock reharden at the sight that greeted him. In front of him, the tanager was fully bare. Pale skin on display as his eyes wandered down, taking in the curve of their breasts, the sway of their hips, the patch of violet curls leading down between their legs. 

“You're beautiful -” Percy breathed, unable to stop himself as he leaned forward and pulled the vampire into a kiss. Io thought to chastise him, punish him for touching before given permission, but it seemed the tanager was at the end of their rope as well. Desperate for Percy's embrace just as much as he was to embrace them. They drew in close to each other, breasts pressed flush against his chest as Io reached up and tangled their fingers into blonde locks. The prefect moaned into the kiss as the movement of them rocking against each other served two fold- one, pinning his harden cock between their bodies, and two, shifting the plug inside him. 

“You're going to fuck me now, alright pretty bird?” Io rasped once Percy finally broke the kiss with a gasp. 

“ Yes- ” the answer was immediate, no second thoughts or doubts now. Io smiled, kissed his cheek, then pulled the macaw down on top of them as they laid back, fanning out scarlet wings beneath them. 

“Make me yours, my sweet sunlight-” a request this time, not an order. One that Percy ached to fulfill as he leaned in and parted the tanager's legs. Now it was his turn to mark up pale skin as he worked hickies into their neck, down their chest, to their tits. Pretty, perfect tits as Percy rocked his hips forward so his cock slipped between the vampire's folds. The tanager's wetness coating his cock and drawing sweet moans out of the bird beneath him as his own voice let out a groan from the feeling. He'd done this kind of dance before, many, many times, but somehow it still felt wholly new in Io’s arms as the vampire wrapped their grip around his shoulders and rocked down towards his waiting length. 

With that, he could wait no longer as he pressed forward and his cock slid into the vampire’s tight walls. For being undead, the tanager was warm to the touch, even a rosy blush in their cheeks as Io let out a soft moan, all thanks to the fresh blood they'd been drinking from him all night. 

“ Percy-” a gasped out name as he drew his hips back before snapping forward. Every moment felt heightened, every twitch felt in both his cock and his ass as he was both stuffed full and filling the warm cunt of his lover. Io looked divine beneath him, glowing eyes half lidded, fangs on full display with each moan they sang out. Even their wings were expressive, twitching and trembling with each roll of his hips. He started out slow, finding a pace that was driving Io mad as the vampire’s nails dug into the skin of his back, just around his wings.

“ Harder-” This time, an order. A demand to be satisfied, and did they not deserve it after waiting so long? After going through so much? Io deserved everything . At least, Percy thought so as he obliged and started to pick up the pace. Slamming his hips roughly into the tanager's own, driving his cock deep with every thrust.

“S-Such pretty words, my birdie,” Io moaned out and Percy realized he'd said his thoughts aloud. Not that he meant it any less, but the bit of sarcasm in Io’s voice made him frown. 

“You do,” He insisted, “You deserve so much, Io. So much more than you've been given,” he whispered against their skin, marked by his lips and marred in places by his magic. He leaned down to kiss along the edge of the sunlit magic scar on Io’s face. The mark had nearly faded by now, but Percy would always remember. 

“I-” Io’s voice caught in their throat at the tender action. They knew exactly where Percy had touched. 

“So much more than I've given you,” he breathed, lips tracing the edge of uneven skin. 

“Percy-” tears gathered in glowing red eyes.

“Let me give it to you now,” the roll of his hips to perfectly strike the vampire's sweet spot. For he could not change the past, he could not heal the scars he had left, but he could do this. He could worship his tanager, breathe in their scent, cloud their mind with pleasure, and make them both forget the mess that was the world around them. He could be good to them now, in this moment, and forever more forward. 

“ Percy-!! ” his siren sang out his name as tears spilled and their body tensed. Back arched up and walls tightening in waves of pleasure. The sight of it pushed him right over the edge after them, thrusting deep into their walls a final time before his cock spilled once again. The vampire gasped, nails dragging across his back as their climax was chased with the feeling of his warmth filling them up. Percy groaned into the skin of their neck, feeling every inch of the tanager beneath them as he came. It felt so very right. 

The two of them together, united and each other's after so very long of wanting and waiting. In that moment, there was no council, no treaty, no wars or cages. In that moment, he was all of theirs, and they were all of his.

One day, maybe they'd both be free.