Hello. Remember me?

The pleasure that came from the feel of someone pressing their thigh against my aroused area was the same as it had always felt. Until Isaak grinded up, hard. The force behind it make me gasp and the scratch of stubble and feeling of teeth on my neck made me shiver. His bite was strong but gentle enough not to bleed.

I really hated the sickly feel of blood on my sick, especially when it was icy cold.

We moved to the bedroom. We kissed, in a way neither of us had kissed each other before this night; passionate, hungry. I was breathing hard through my nose, not wanting the kiss to end. Every little bit of this felt so intense; a harder, rougher pleasure and did it feel so good.

Caught off guard by the sudden thrust at my crotch, I moaned, before finding myself flipped upon my front. I held myself up by my elbows but my arms were close enough together that Isaak grabbed both my writs in one of his hands. I felt panicked, my distrustful natural, and betrayed experiences kept me so. I was just about to trash out, pull my arms away, roll on to my back and strike, when I felt Isaak's warm breath at my right left ear, his soft lips moved along the shell of my ear as he spoke.

"It's okay." he said.

I paused.

He kissed my ear.

My breathing started to calm, my body relaxing.

He kissed my ear again and then the back of my neck, right on my spine.

I let my head fall forward. The pose was submissive, then again leaning my head to the side before, to give Isaak more of my neck to work with, was a far greater moment of submission but this was less of a sex fuelled act, more trusting.

He moved he weight on to his knees, using the hand that had supported him to unbutton my shirt. His hand moved up and down my abdomen, his little finger caused a shiver to run up my spine when it brushed over my nipple. I sucked in a breath when his finger dipped in to my belly button. Then he found the scar I received when I got into an accident as a child. He ran his finger tips over the rough line and I held my breath and bit my lip to stop the groan that was tingling on my lips.

Then his hand reached down and grabbed hold of my crotch and I moaned, loudly.

I heard his chuckle and as his lips ran from my ear to my neck, I felt his smirk. His long, skillful fingers unbuttoned and unzipped my slacks and slipped his hand inside my boxers. I gasped sharply as his calloused fingers wrapped around me, shuddering as he started to massage me in his grip.

The feeling of someone's fingers working inside me was an odd sensation, that I had never thought of before. My entrance was gradually filled, fingertips rubbing at my internal walls with fingers crooking and scissoring. I found that Isaak had a tendency to fill me in ways I never knew I needed, this was one of them.

The further he went in, the more he stretched me, the more he filled me with pleasures I never knew possible.

Then I was on my back. One of his hands was on me, jerking me slowly, causing my hips to moved with him, trying to increase the pressure. His other hand was in mine, out finger's laced. He kissed my lips as he pushed inside me. There was an initial pain as his head pushed against my rim but then all that was left was pleasure. I felt his think length move inside of me and I could not help but moan and whine, which seemed understandable and less embarrassing than I would have imagined.

I threw my head back when he brushed against something inside me that felt unbelievably incredible. Thrust after thrust, he hit it, increasing in speed as he did so. He thrusts grew into a fast and unrelenting rhythm, pistoning inside of me, hitting that perfect spot each and every time.

The following morning, I went to work. I had to admit that waking up to Isaak was something I could get used to. We had worked together making coffee and breakfast and the odd kiss on my neck or lips was welcomed, although my body was too worn to do anymore which Isaak seemed more proud than disappointed about.

I walked out of the elevator and straight to my lab. I was unsurprised that before I could even shut the door, there was Batista, holding the door.

"Dex. How are you feeling?" He asked.

"Now that you've had your sexy times with your girlfriend." Masuka said, moving the door further open to see the blood Tech.

Angel gave the lab Tech a dirty look and Quinn appeared on Batista's other side.

It seemed odd to me that for once they were right about something that I did in my spare time... well partially. At least the only bite mark I had was hidden by my shirt collar.

"Why did you hide the fact that you were dating someone, anyway?" Angel asked, a sad look on his face.

I knew this was coming and I had the perfect lie all prepared. However as I dropped down upon my seat, pain hit me. I gasped, leaning forward. I could not help but let out a small pained sounded.

"A ha!" Vince pointed a finger at me, "It's a guy! That's why."

I gave him a look that just said; 'Why Vince? Why?'

"No way." Quinn laughed.

Angel just looked at me with wide eyes.

Maybe it was having Isaak in my life, which almost made me act more human, like I had done with Rita. Maybe, and much more likely, it was because I had never liked Quinn and now he was pissing me off but I found my self calling to him. "Hey, Quinn."

Quinn looked over to me, still chuckling.

I flipped him the middle finger, "Fuck you."

Angel smiled at Quinn's stunned expression. "You really are related to Deb." he said to me.

"Want a pillow, Dex?" Vince asked, looking more serious than joking.

I shifted back on my chair, moving to find a comfortable position but I could still feel that ache. "If you have one."

He left for a second before returning with a small red pillow. Passing it to me, he explained, "Sitting down all day gives me a sore butt."

I looked at it for a second before shrugging and slipping it under my behind. It made things a little better. "Thanks."

"Next time use more lube." he said.

"I'll set a reminder on my phone." I said, hoping that they would go away already.

The three men looked at each other, each wearing smirks.

I heard them leave to the sound of Vince saying; "Dex got gay and sassy."

I raised a brow at that. Gay I get but how was I being sassy?