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[ For a fleeting moment, Tony Stark’s face fills the screen. Those who know him might recognize his piercing eyes and his immaculately kept hair, perfectly trimmed and styled to look like the dashing figure of the celebrity he is back home. Maybe his skin’s a little paler than usual. And maybe some of its imperfections are gone. But it’s difficult to tell, because it only lasts for a moment.

Two luminous, glowing red orbs suddenly fill the screen as Tony pulls the communicator closer. His lips curve into a devilishly mischievous smirk, but hidden as it as by the limitations of the camera, no one can appreciate it. When he speaks, his voice is a low, throaty purr, edged with just a hint wickedness. ]

Cape Kore. I’ve got a question for you.

[ He moves his arm, pulling it back so more of his finely muscled torso and broad shoulders can be seen. In his skin-tight tank top, there’s plenty of pale, flawless skin to behold. Slowly, he stalks from the shadows of his home’s porch into the brilliant light of the morning.

And the sun, rising over the horizon, fans rays of light over his skin, setting it alight, sparking flashes of fire like a diamond. It’s as though the man is no man at all, but a being of light, angelic and perfect. ]

Do I dazzle you?

(A/N: omg this is my first time writing one of these!! plz be gentle. my poor babu is having a bad day. it will get better tho~ ^_^)

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I think so. Like, it seems like it's the direct sunlight that hurts.

[ He starts to stand up, though the tub is kind of slippery. ]

I am more bad ass than you, though, huh?

We'll keep you out of direct sunlight then, until we get the house dark.

[ He comes over and holds out an arm, ready to help him out if he needs it. ]

I think anyone that doesn't look like they just won Miss Drag Queen Universe is probably more badass than me right now.

What are you talkin' about?

[ He takes Tony's arm as he steps out of the tub with a laugh. ]

Drag queens are totally badass.

Only if someone steals my heels.

[ He's laughing as he says it. The facial hair alone is proof that he's never been a drag queen, although if the opportunity came around, he'd probably try it once. ]

Have you done this yet? The whole biting thing? Because I'm still kind of... trying to figure out how to get the fangs to come out when I want them to.

No. What if I kill someone? I mean someone likable.

[ He is kind of hungry, though. ]

Heals suck in the desert, though. I'm more of a combat boot transvestite, myself.

Having been to the desert, I agree.

[ Maybe the less said about the desert, the better. ]

See, as far as the hunger's concerned, I'd like to think we just don't eat people. People I talk to keep saying about how it's so overwhelming, but I've starved before. It's not a new thing for me. Neither is wanting something so badly I can't stop thinking about it. [ He's a sparkling vampire, he might as well admit it. ] I'm an alcoholic, obsessing over things that are bad for me is what I do.

Thing is, this isn't a surprise. It's not like a movie where we don't know what we are. We're vampires. We get it. So we just control it like the rational people we are. That's what sets us apart from the animals, right?

Yeah, totally. I'm not gonna pretend I haven't gone hungry or that I haven't had some, you know, dependency issues.

[ Saying that he might be an alcoholic downplays all the other shit a little too much. ]

Willpower of steal up in here, man.

Then you'll be fine. Don't worry.

Where do you want to try this? Living room? Bedroom? I was asleep when this happened to me. I don't know if it's an uncomfortable thing or not.

Bedroom, I guess. You know where it is.

[ He grins for about half a second and then he wipes it off pretty quickly. ]

That was a joke. I know you and Bruce are all. [ He moves his arm in some vague gesture. Honestly, he's not sure what they are and he's not going to pretend, but they're together or whatever. ]

[ Tony's surprise is evident in the rising of his eyebrows. ]

You're friends with Bruce?

[ Otherwise, how in the hell does he know about the two of them being together? Not that it's a secret, but he didn't know they were friends. ]

Yeah, we're a thing. Together. Happened a few days after that botched escape attempt.

Nope. Actually a psychic vampire.

[ He laughs, both because that's stupid and because it's really clear that Tony's lost track of some things... like that whole "hot hands" thing. ]

Wait, how cool would that be? I wish I was a psychic vampire.

So do I. I mean, aren't vampires supposed to have interesting powers? Mind control and transformation and a harem of sexy, scantily-clad vampire women? I have none of these things. I'm just really strong and I can move really fast.

[ He rolls his eyes, still hating this whole Twilight garbage. But he's attentive on the way to Kobra's bedroom, keeping watch for any stray bits of sunlight that might harm him. ]

I think the speed thing is so that I can save unsuspecting girls from being hit by cars.

Wow, that sounds really fucking lame unless those girls join your harem, but you have Bruce, so I get dibs on your harem.

[ Yeah, he just called dibs on someone else's harem. What of it? ]

You want the harem, you got it. I wouldn't get any use out of it anyway.

[ Still, it would be nice to have one just to say that he did. Alas, he does not. ]

Yes!

[ He throws his arms up. ]

I totally want to bite someone, though. I bet it'll be cool. I'll make sure not to totally eat them, though. Just a little snack.

[ He throws on his best flirty grin. ]

Excuse me, ma'am, but you look good enough to eat.

Well, aren’t you just a flatterer.

[ Playing along, Tony bats his eyes at him in an overly exaggerated coquettish manner. Inwardly, however, he’s thinking about biting someone and having no idea how to properly drink someone else’s blood. He’s thinking about being bitten and how much that probably hurts. He’s thinking about a new vampire, eager to feed, and having no idea how to do it without hurting someone.

Mostly, he thinks life is out to get him. It puts these situations right in front of him and there’s just no way he can resist walking into them. ]

Listen. Tell you what. Here. [ He tips his head to the side, offering Kobra the length of his neck. ] Try it. Better a willing victim than an unsuspecting one, right? Make sure you can do it before you go terrorizing the puny mortals.

[ At the offer, Kobra can feel himself salivating and he leans in subconsciously. He has no idea what this is going to feel like for either of them, but the anticipation is so strong that he barely even hesitates.

He closes the space between them quickly, sinking his teeth neatly into Tony's neck. He has no way of knowing that his bite is pretty much an instant orgasm to most creatures. ]

[ Tony doesn't know what he's expecting out of this either. For it to hurt, mostly. He's just hoping that it doesn't end up killing him.

What he isn't expecting is the flood of sensation that's completely opposite of the pain he's bracing for. ]

Jesus fucking...

[ He grabs onto Kobra's shirt, needing the support as his eyes close involuntarily and his head tips backward, giving him as much to as possible. It's a little shameless, maybe, but the last thing he thought it would feel is good. ]

That's—Goddamn that feels good.

[ Tastes good, too. Kobra figures it's that he's a vampire, because it's not like he hasn't tasted blood before and it never tasted like this.

He pulls back to lick the marks, wrapping an arm around Tony's neck to help him. ]

Oh yeah? Well, that's fuckin' fun, huh?

Uh...

[ It's like his brain is made of mush, possibly because it relocated somewhere down below his belt. ]

Yeah. Definitely that's—Fun's kinda an understatement.

[ Is it cheating if he asks him to do it again? Tony isn't sure. Technically, there's no sex. But it feels like sex. That's probably bad.

Maybe. ]

You wanna do that again, I'm not gonna say no.

[ Kobra smirks like the little shit he is. ]

Yeah? You sure that's a good idea? I don't think you and Bruce need an actual reason for jealousy.

[ Well, now if his second opinion thinks that he's toeing the line, that's his cue to back off. Which he does, lifting his hands in surrender and taking a few steps backward. ]

Okay. Point taken. That's not—I wouldn't do that kind of thing to him.

Yeah, I know, 'cause if you did, I'd knock your teeth in. Nothing personal, but Bruce is my friend and Lydia cares about him a lot, so I have his back.

[ He grins. It's not a threat and he doesn't want it to be taken as such. He's got Bruce's back and, psycho jealousy aside, he wants to have Tony's back, too. ]

But I don't think you'd hurt him, at least not on purpose. I think I might need a permission slip for further biting, though.

[ On the one hand, he's glad that there are people here looking out for Bruce. He needs friends and people who don't see him as a threat. On the other, it rankles that anyone thinks he needs to be warned, like he's bad for him. And if that irritation has anything to do with a deep-seated fear that he is bad for Bruce, well, Tony sure as hell isn't going to acknowledge it. ]

Yeah. Noted.

[ The amusement value has gone out of this in a hurry, though, and he takes a few more steps away. Party's over, Tony's going home. ]

Try not to make a bunch of vampire minions, okay?

[ If Kobra's honest, he sees a little too much of himself in Tony to think that TOny is wholly good for Bruce, but that's more to do with his own self-image than anything about Tony or Bruce as people. All that really matters is that they're happy, though, and Bruce seems happy about Tony. ]

I promise to only give out orgasms and not fangs.

[ He tries to offer Tony a smile. ]

Be careful out there. There's a lot of poachers lookin' for a good disco ball.

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