Nevermore
Alec was bitter. VERY bitter. Over a thousand years of loneliness, and a single month of having a mate. No beautiful, soft, tender consummation, no sweet first kiss, nothing. Just a perfect woman and a single mission went horribly wrong.
June 27, 2016: Volterra, Italy: "My children, today, we strike at the Newborn Army in Surrey, England. They have caused enough damage to the humans and, more importantly, our reputation." Aro speaks not with his usually happy tone, but with a somber, almost irritated one. "Master, they have over thirty and you send ten? We will lose at least one of our own!" Felix speaks with a very shocked voice. "Jane?" Felix drops to the floor, screaming in agony and terror. My sister, I think happily.
June 31, 2016: Surrey, England
"ALEC!" I turn to see the woman I love, the perfect, beautiful Alexis be thrown into a flaming wreck, I panic and run toward the small blaze to rescue her. But half way there, it explodes, vaporizing my purpose for living, err… existing. I tear apart everything I can, include my sister's arm. One arm reattachment later, I break down. For a year, I sit still, never moving, simply sucking a cup of blood through a bendy straw. I will never heal, I think bitterly. How wrong I was
March 27, 2017: Volterra Italy, Present day.
A new Cullen, interesting. He appears to be about twelve. My age. He has the bright Newborn eyes, but they are corrupted with streaks of gold. He has chocolate brown hair, and is slim, but muscular. I cannot deny my attraction to him. I've thought about it, and have realized I'm gay. Big FREAKIN' whoop. Everyone is accepting of it, thank God. HE comes closer, introducing himself as Ian. Cute name, I cannot help but think it. I know he's probably straight, but still my mind wanders. Soft mewls escaping quivering lips, and tender skin handled with equal tenderness. I feel myself stiffen and I know everyone smells the rush of hormones to my crotch. DAMMIT! I pardon myself quickly and run to my quarters. My thoughts rush over his face and body. Quickly I find release. An hour later he enters my room, the sheets still stained with my semen.
Weeks pass, and we are on our way to fast friends. One day, he invites me hunting. I've learned to control my, umm, little problem, but being so far away from everyone gives me temptation. After we've finished, he approaches me, eyes now fully gold, whilst mine look more like his three weeks ago, bright red with gold streaks. He walks close, the swing in his hips a bit more than enticing. He has an almost predatory glint in his eyes as he speaks with a sultry tone. "I know how much you like me Alec, and truthfully, I like you too."
My undead heart beats for a second, and he walks over quickly a silent meaning in his eyes. I take his face in my hands, and I press my lips to his in a sweet, tender first kiss. His tongue pokes at my lips, and I open them gladly. We deepen our first kiss for both of us. He pulls back flushed, and we make no haste in removing our clothing, but enjoying every second of it. Our members, enhanced and evolved to full development smash against each other as we kiss, teeth mashing. I pull back, this time it's me who's flushed. "You sure about this babe?" He smiles at me and says "Never more sure about anything in life." I kiss him as I finger his perineum and prepare him. Sinking into his tight heat is bliss. I pick up pace as he groans loudly into the Italian countryside. He screams my name as he orgasms, pulling me over the edge with him. As we head back to the castle he says "Come back with me?" " You know it."