Blood and Love : Chapter 18

Stefan immediately launched a kick that caught the vampire square in the jaw. He recoiled falling backwards, hitting the wall. The other vampire lunged at me but I quickly got out of the way, turning up behind him; and with one swift motion, burying my hand in his back, only to remove it with his heart. He screamed in horror and fell on his knees, decaying and degrading every second, till there was nothing but remnants of the being.

Stefan jumped at the other vampire and holding his throat with one hand enquired. “Where is Sean?”

The vampire gasped in breath and tried to attack but Sean thrust his head into the wall, meanwhile tightening his grasp on the throat. All of a sudden, a wooden stake came flying out of nowhere towards me. My sharpened senses had already hinted the approaching danger and I quickly jumped out of its way. But, the stake buried itself into the vampire’s chest. Stefan let go of him and turned around only to find me missing another shot stake.

We looked towards the source of the shots and I froze. Ruth Morris stood there! How the hell could that be! I had buried a stake in his chest myself. He came out of the shadows pulling Sean with him. Sean looked at me and shouted my name but Ruth slapped him and he hit the wall, and fainted. I growled in anger and rushed at him. He shot another stake which I caught and in one swift motion buried in his shoulder blade. He screamed in pain and let the bow fall. Stefan turned up and quickly bound the vampire by ropes lying in a corner. I turned to Sean. He had bruises on his face, with a cut lip and clotted blood at one side of the head. He gained consciousness and hugged me tightly.

“Are you okay?”

“Y…yes.” He murmured.

“Who the fuck are you?” I turned and shouted at him.

“Drake Morris. I’m Ruth’s twin. The guy you murdered!” Drake said through gasps of pain and spat on the floor.

And realization dawned on me. So he was Ruth’s twin. No wonder he had abducted Sean. All for vengeance. Stefan looked at him and pulled the stake out of his shoulder. He howled in pain and gasped. After a couple of minutes he relaxed and looked at us.

“What are you waiting for? Kill me! Come on! Cuz I will not stop.” He shouted in desperation.

I looked at Stefan who simply grabbed the stake and stabbed Drake in the chest. With one final scream, he decayed to his death.

“Let’s go home.” I said and helped Sean to get up. Stefan followed suit. As we reached the door, I heard a low painful sigh come from the inner chamber. We froze in our tracks. Stefan and I exchanged looks. Every muscle in our body had tightened. Sean looked at us puzzled and scared. We looked at the room from where the cry had come. I loved forward with Stefan shielding Sean. With my heart beating fast, I grabbed the door knob and turned it.

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Daniel’s Story VII

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We didn’t care where the clothes fell. We didn’t care where the car keys fell. We didn’t care which lamp or flask got knocked down and fell onto the floor. We didn’t care where the thrown cushions landed. We didn’t care how much mess we made. All we cared about was getting the most of each other- getting as close as possible- of being so intimate so close that we became one.

The kiss in the pub that had marked the beginning of the consummating of our relationship had now reached another dimension of intimacy and platonic love. Our lips had hardly been apart since the kiss except on the way back to my place. Lucky, we didn’t meet an accident in spite of Aaron consistently nibbling at my earlobe, and sliding his soft, tender wet tongue on my neck, sending ecstatic shivers down my spine, to the already hard and leaking soldier.

Once at my place, I had lost all restraint. Grabbing him in my arms we had flung our clothes away, kissing all the while. I threw him on the couch and got on top of him. He pulled me in for a deep kiss. His lips were soft and tender; his scent sweet, boyish and woody. His wet lips clung to mine as if for dear life, and he pulled my lower lip with his, biting it slightly. I let my tongue get involved, and he allowed his own out.

Our tongues met, wriggling and playing with each other; he took my tongue in his mouth and sucked it passionately; while his hands went to work on my painfully hard penis. As he began sliding its skin, I shivered in pleasure and pulled t his hair, breaking the kiss and burying my face in his neck. I began to kiss and bite and lick playfully at the erogenous zones on his neck, making him shiver and moan loudly in erotic excitement.

I pilled his arms on the side, exposing the suitably hairy and sweaty armpits. I slid my tongue in the pits making him shiver violently, trying to get out of my hold. He moaned and moaned loudly as his skin broke into gooseflesh as all testosterone levels went haywire. Then, I proceeded to his nipples and licked each simultaneously, kissing and caressing it. He was almost wild with excitement now and simply lost it when I licked his extremely hard member. Taking the leaking penis in my mouth, I sucked it hard, bobbling my head on it, the saliva mixing with the salty precum. He began thrusting hard into my mouth and moaned loudly. “Fuck! Yeah!”

As the sucking intensified, so did his thrusting. Finally, I let go of his wet dick and released him. Almost immediately, he pushed me back. I landed on the floor on my back and he jumped onto me. I looked into his blue eyes, glittering with lust and pleasure while his beautiful lean, white as snow, body glistening with sweat. He rubbed his chest against my slightly hairy and ripped chest, making me moan with the skin contact. His sweaty boyish scent was turning me on making me harder than ever before. He licked my earlobe and nibbled at it consistently making me shiver and moan deeply. He began licking my neck and my ear, discovering each erogenous zone, making me growl in intimate passion and sheer lust. Next he proceeded to take care of my rock hard and leaking like a faucet penis.

He took it in his wet mouth, removing the skin and exposing the sensitive area beneath. He licked at the piss slit making me writhe in pain and excitement. Exposing whatever part he could of my uncircumcised penis, he began licking and sucking it slowly. He let his tongue slide slowly all over it, mixing the preecum with his saliva. Eveery time his tongue slithered over it, intense orgasmic shivers ran through my body. When his slow treatment, started making me ache foe more, I grabbed his head and began thrusting in his mouth as hard as I could. As I neared release, I began thrusting faster and began moaning loudly. However, just before release, Aaron pulled back and grined at me.

“No, you’re not releasing now. And not in my mouth.” With that he winked at me and laughed. I sat sprawled looking at him, slightly dazed with the near orgasm feeling, and confused. However, I was too charged to care about anything now. I quickly got up and pulled him in my arms kissing him passionately. He melted in my muscled arms and clung to me. I picked him up, carrying him to an ornate table. With one swift motion, I slid everything off the table, not caring what fell on the floor.

I lay him on his back and lifted his legs, spreading them apart to expose the ass. Next, I licked the length of the crack making him quiver like the string of a bow when an arrow is shot. I spread the cheeks and exposed the pink hole. I licked the hole slowly trying to get my tongue into it. He quivered and shivered, moaning in ecstasy as my tongue fondled with his ass, entering his hole. As the playing became intense, he tried to push me off but I pinned his arms, making him moan and beg.

“Stop Dan. Please stop! Hell!” He moaned loudly as my tongue continued to rim his ass. He shivered yet again and I spoke.

“What should I do now? Let’s just play more.” I winked and grinned.

“What? No! Fuck me! Dan! FUCK ME YOU BITCH!”

I stared at him with wide eyes and he put his tongue between his teeth and smiled sheepishly. “Please fuck me.” He added in a low shy voice. I looked at him and laughed loudly, inserting two fingers at once, making him gasp. After he adjusted to them, I added another finger to stretch the hole further. When I had stretched the hole as needed, I proceeded to let my eight inches member enter it. Aaron winced in pain as the head passed through the tight ring of muscles and into the hole. He breathed heavily, trying to adjust to the invasion. He grabbed my sweaty muscular arms and pulled me for a kiss.

As I leaned in for a kiss, I pushed in deeper making him take in a heavy breath. His ass was hot and wet, making my sensitive penis harder and making me writhe in sexual apprehension. As we kissed, I began thrusting slowly. With every thrust, Aaron let out a deep sigh and moans. Pain and pleasure seemed to competing, deciding who would appear on his face.

Every thrust sent a powerful shiver through me, drawing me closer to orgasm. Ten minutes of slow thrusting and our bodies were covered in sweat. My sweat dripped from my damp hair and forehead and fell onto Aaron who too was bathed in sweat and flushed like me. Our mutual deep breaths and moans seemed to have filled the room; our mutual boyish scents over-whelmed our olfactory senses, pushing us towards the exhilarating release.

“Faster! Faster!” Aaron instructed and pleaded; my senses sharper, my desires deeper, my passion over-whelming; I began thrusting deeper and faster, now picking him up and pushing against the wall, continuously thrusting. He continued chanting while I thrusting. From the table to the wall, and then to the couch, we moved as if in a trance of sexual pleasure, not stopping, not separating. Finally, I reached my exalted orgasm and with a growl, buried my seed deep into Aaron; who followed suit cumming between us; the sweat and cum mixing and smearing us. I dropped onto the couch, pulling Aaron on top of me. He buried his face in my chest; both of us panting after that long sexual ardor. As our breathing relaxed Aaron lifted his head and looked into my eyes.

“I love you, Dan. I can never think of being separated from you.”

I looked deep into those blue eyes. I realized how much in love I was with this person. I had moved on. I had started loving someone else. I had let Alex’s place been filled by this amazing boy lying in my arms. As I kissed him softly, I assured him.

“I love you too, Aaron. And I promise; no one can ever come between us.”

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Evan’s Story X

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I turned the knob and stepped inside. The room was quite dark and the only faint source of light was a small candle at one corner. With my vampire vision I saw a person lying on the floor in the centre of the room. Whoever the person was was lying with his back towards us. He let out another deep cry of pain and the dark figure shifted a bit. Tense and alert I approached the figure while Stefan and Sean remained at the door.

Standing next to the figure, I bent on one knee. With a steady hand I turned the person to look who he was. The face was extremely pale with a sickly greenish hue. A look that any vampire would know came from lack of blood for a long span. It was a result of starvation. The lack of blood had intensified the sickness and there were pock marks on what had to be a very handsome face. No one living could have recognized who he was. But I knew who lay in my arms. I couldn’t believe I was seeing him. After all these years. How could it be? How could he return? I had seen it happen with my own eyes. How could it be him?

The candle light flickered and the shadows in the room shifted. The figure opened his eyes and looked at me. The familiar dark brown eyes, only without the twinkle they had whenever he met them. Whenever he met ‘them’- I thought of Dan as the thought crossed my mind. I looked into the eyes of the person and softly said.

“Alex.”