He entered Lazarus\' room quietly, without knocking as he was usually wont to do. Lazarus wasn\'t at his chair when he checked, but was stabbing the fire with a poker. The blonde Ancient turned around when he heard the door close and hung up the poker in order to approach his armchair, all while watching Ben with angry grey eyes.
"You\'re late," he snapped, though Ben likely knew this as Rigby had been the one to send him here. He\'d heard Rigby yelling along the corridor and then again downstairs as he patrolled the house, intending to patrol the gardens in order to find Ben.
"Sorry," Ben said, and approached Lazarus until he was standing by the Ancient\'s armchair, expecting to be reminded that he hadn\'t been drunk from, and that they would be doing more tonight than they had previous nights. It was a standard routine, and they\'d advanced each time but not anywhere near as quickly as Lazarus wanted.
Lazarus patted his lap, and said \'Facing\' so that Ben knew to straddle him. Feeling like he\'d just been rudely awakened from a pleasant dream, Ben did as ordered and turned his face away in order to show Lazarus his neck. He wasn\'t nuzzled however, wasn\'t kissed or groped, he was grabbed by the upper arms roughly and shoved back so that Lazarus could glare at him.
"What did you let him do?" he said, and shook Ben when he took longer than a moment. There was no denying it or asking \'who\' when they both knew. He should\'ve realised Lazarus would smell Kerr on him, when the two of them were sharing so much. "Are you still a virgin?"
"Yes," he answered, glad that he didn\'t have to go into detail for the first question, but he wasn\'t being let off the hook so easily as Lazarus\' piercing grey eyes measured him.
"Did he ask for your company?" he asked, more quietly this time.
"Kind of," Ben said, not wanting to be shaken again. His arms were hurting where Lazarus was gripping them.
"Kind of? What the fuck does that mean?" Lazarus asked, his voice rising.
"He asked to drink from me."
Lazarus felt his heart plummet. He hadn\'t warned Kerr off Ben because he\'d expected the teenager to deny him. Wasn\'t it a fool choice, for now he\'d got Ben used to the idea of being drunk from - and liking it. What a surprise though, that he would allow Kerr to after building such an extensive relationship with Lazarus?
"It\'s my night to drink from you," Lazarus hissed.
"You still can. He didn\'t drink from me," Ben explained, causing Lazarus to ponder what that meant.
"What did he do with you then?" he asked, and Ben pressed his lips together and lowered his gaze. Lazarus sneered at this reaction, for he could only guess how Kerr had used Ben\'s mouth. "You haven\'t done that for me!" he said angrily, not liking not being the first experience for Ben for everything.
"Yes, I have!" Ben argued, lifting his gaze, his hands lifting as much as they were able and gripping Lazarus\' arms by the elbows. "You\'re hurting me," he added, hoping the Ancient would be lenient.
Lazarus was confused in fact, for Ben\'s mouth hadn\'t pleasured him yet the boy seemed to be speaking the truth. He loosened his grip but didn\'t let Ben go altogether.
"What have you done with him, that you\'ve done with me?" he asked softly, almost crooning in order to get Ben to answer his question.
There was a very long pause, and then: "Kissing."
Lazarus blinked.
"Is that all?" he asked, still using his same crooning tone.
Ben stared at Lazarus before nodding. He wasn\'t about to tell Lazarus about the groping and how they\'d lain on top of each other and rubbed against one another. It wasn\'t anything special anyway, according to Kerr.
"Do you think it\'s fair, to kiss him so quickly after everything I\'ve done for you?" Lazarus asked, liking the way Ben shook his head immediately. He was interested in what that meant. "How do you plan on making it up to me?"
Ben understood what Lazarus was getting at. It wasn\'t really a punishment, for he knew the blonde would be after more from him anyway, and he was grateful that Lazarus wasn\'t angry at him.
"What do you want?" he whispered, hoping Lazarus wouldn\'t ask for too much.
"After I drink from you, I\'m hard and aching for release," Lazarus explained, making Ben blush, though he wasn\'t game to lower his gaze, knowing Lazarus liked to watch his reaction to his graphic words. "You\'ll give me that release. With your mouth."
He\'d been hoping Lazarus would accept his hands, and relieved that he hadn\'t been asked for sex in full, but asking for his mouth was enough to give Ben second thoughts. In his hesitation, Lazarus saw an opportunity.
"Of course you\'re not experienced enough to satisfy me, love. It takes an expert tongue for me to peak," he informed Ben, and waited for the teen to look at him for what he was driving at before he gave the game away. "You\'ll have to have someone do it to you, before you can do it to me."
Ben figured Lazarus was asking for them to perform mutual oral sex and so he nodded, for such a thing had been prominent in his thoughts, and it was the harsh reality he needed from the romantic notions he\'d been fooling himself with about Kerr.
"I don\'t get on my knees for just anyone, Ben," Lazarus said, gesturing for Ben to move back and off him. Ben complied and nodded, thinking that Lazarus must be treating him to something special when the real blow came. "So how about you find your kissing partner and bring him here? He knows what I like because he\'s been watching it, and I\'m sure you won\'t mind his mouth on you again, even if it is a little lower than you\'re used to."
Ben\'s jaw dropped open and he started shaking his head, but before any sound came out Lazarus raised his index finger imperiously at the youth standing before him.
"Are you denying me now? After you just agreed?"
Ben was quiet for a moment, then shook his head again.
"No, Lazarus. I want to make it up to you," he said, for he honestly did. He\'d gone behind the blonde vampire\'s back with someone who hadn\'t cared about him at all. So far Lazarus had been patient (even if he had been pushy) and Ben did feel grateful, and it hadn\'t been too long ago that he\'d considered giving in to Lazarus completely (before his fantasies had exchanged Lazarus with Kerr).
"Go get him, then," Lazarus ordered, and Ben left to do just that.
He didn\'t waste time in the corridor, and Kerr\'s room was only a few metres away. He headed straight for it, intending to knock.