Matt slowly creeped up on him in the dark room. Slowly and quietly, the CHOMP! The lights came on, Matt felt a slow burn within his mouth. "Matt, why are you biting on a pile of onions?" A voice asked. Matt couldn't take the pain, so he hissed as he moved away. "MATT, YOU'RE A VAMPIRE!?!" 

     They stopped questioning how they kept coming back unharmed. Matt was unfortunately still a vampire, but he wasn't gonna tell his friends. There was times Tom nearly caught him, but it was rare. And Tom would either just not care enough to pay attention or would just brush it off. Except this one time, you see Edd fell off the roof while Matt and Tom were watching TV.

      When the program was over they just guessed Edd walked by them without their knowledge.  I mean come on, who wouldn't be distracted by The Children that easily? Well, anyway, after the program was over Tom turned off the TV.  Matt whimpered, sad the program was over. With a yawn, Tom stretched and laid on the couch. Matt poked him, deciding to not let him sleep. "Tom! Edd is just outside laying there!" Matt whined in concern for Edd. Tom just groaned.

     Snores echoed throughout Tom's and Matt's rooms. Both were sound asleep. . .Well then again. Tom would be occasionally woken up by Matt's whimpers, and silent screams. Soon, he had enough. With irritation in every step, he marched up to Matt's room. When he got up the stairs into the attic, he walked over to Matt's bed. With one swift move, he yanked the covers of the whimpering narcissist. 

      A cold breeze swept over Matt, he jolted up in surprise baring his fangs. Tom's ears turned to pointed purple horns. Hands turned to a coal like black, fingers into claws. A tail swung out his pants. His mouth turning jagged as he got in a defensive position. Both monsters running on instinct. "T-tom?" Matt said in surprise as he shook his head, clearing away his little vampy thoughts. "Matt!?" Tom stuttered as he rubbed his non-existent, yet existent eyes.

     Matt took at step forward, vampire urges really taking a hold on him. Tom twitched his fingers, as if warned the narcissistic vampire of his claws. Suddenly, Matt lunged at Tom, attempting a bite at the other's neck. Tom dug his claws into Matt's arms, then flipped him over on the floor. Matt hissed when his head hit the floor. "OW!" He groaned.

     Tom was scared he hurt Matt to much, as he lifted off of him a bit. Matt saw an oppurtunity as he lifted his head up and chomped down on Tom's neck. Tom's cheeks heated, as he squirmed in pain. . . .and pleasure? Did he like Matt or something? The confusion distracted him from the pain. Which just left more room for pleasure too take hold. Tom couldn't help but let quiet moans occasionally slip from his lips. "M-matt.~" He moaned as his grasp on Matt's arms travelled to his sides. 

     Soon Matt stopped biting, and looked up at the flustered Tom. He shook his head and growled. Trying to shake away certain thoughts that were flying through his mind. Matt saw some blood and licked it away, savoring another taste of Tom's blood. His blood had quite the unique taste, he enjoyed it pretty well.

     Tom locked lips with him, his grudges and urges. Matt flinched a bit, but kissed back. His teeth bit their way into Tom's lips. Blood begging to drip from the bites. Matt sucked on the blood. Tom shivered and opened his mouth. Matt's tongue explored the open mouth. Tom then broke their kiss, looking at Matt.

     Tom lifted Matt and laid him on the bed. Passionately, yet roughly kissing him. Occasionally biting and nibbling on him. "T-tom.~" He stuttered as his cheeks burned like hell fire. "Heh, you're not so bad as I thought Matt.~" Tom whispered in his ear.  "R-really?" Matt asked, surprised by Tom's comment. "Yeah." He chuckled as he slithered his hands around the inside of Matt's hoodie. Then, he took it off the whimpering and moaning mess.

     Matt flinched as he felt a cold tongue swirl around his fangs. Tom smirked as his tongue retracted back into his mouth. "Blood was kinda still dripping from them." He commented as he kissed Matt's chest. Causing the ginger to shiver, letting out small moans when Tom's tongue wondered to his nipples. All the while, removing their pants.

     Tom pulled some lube out of complete nowhere, probably took them out his pants in advance. He squeezed some onto his finger. Then slowly, he inserted the finger into Matt's asshole. Matt clenched his teeth at the pain. But soon felt relief when Tom began slowly twirling his finger around. Stretching the ginger to just the right amount. 

     Tom positioned himself in front of Matt bottom entrance. Slowly going inside him, oh so slowly. "Heh, you're pretty strong Matt." Tom said, brushing the little flustered and full Matt. He then gripped Tom's arms, moaning ass the other slowly thrusted in and out. Soon, Tom picked up the pace. By the time they were both close, moans were echoing throughout the room. Tom groaned in pleasure as he released inside Matt. The vampire shivered and released himself, except Tom kept it controlled a bit within his palms.

     Tom licked Matt's cum off of the ginger vampire. Chuckling at how he'd whimper from being so sensitive. Tom then put back on his pants, with one final look at the ginger; he decided to sleep in Matt's bed rather than go to his own. He was too lazy to do so anyway at the moment. So after Matt got his clothes back on, Tom cuddled next to him. With one final compliment to Matt, he kissed his forehead to night. "Good night you lovable idiot." He remarked, to which Matt replied, "Goodnight Tom."