The gay vampire
Written by catnipp
Inspired by Tanz Der
Vampire/ Dance of the vampires
AN: I don't know how far this story will go but I'm mainly doing this for fun.
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The year was 1619 and the young Count had issues. Not him, but his son. He wouldn't marry a lovely young girl that the count himself chose for his 22 year old son. The girl was a 16 year old virgin… well that was until the count got upset because Herbert wouldn't sleep with her. She didn't refuse the count because he had a history of going on a "blood rampage" when he got upset. This time was different, he only wanted one girl.
"Herbert!" called Giovanni to his son who was bathing.
"Yes father?" Herbert asked as he walked out of the room wearing only a robe that was tied loosely around his waist.
Giovanni glanced at his son's nearly nakedness wanting to tell him to get actual clothing on but decided against it. "I want to talk to you about something, my boy," he started out saying.
"Go on," said Herbert. His father nodded and continued.
"Why exactly don't you want to be married?"
Herbert shrugged, "I never wanted to find a girl and marry her. A woman never really appealed to me."
Giovanni nodded, "What about a mistress?" He hoped that Herbert would say yes, he had the perfect girl all picked out. But he frowned when Herbert shook his head no.
"I don't want a woman… at all," The 22 year old paused for a moment to allow his father to take it all in before saying, "I'm homosexual."
Giovanni was shocked. Every one had to be heterosexual to be accepted here, his son being open about it made him easy target to be run out by the peasants living in the village. He sighed, "Herbert my boy, I must give you some thing to keep you safe. I will return with it." And with that Giovanni left Herbert in the hall.
"Stupid, stupid, STUPID!" thought Herbert many years after. His father did return with something… he returned with a vampire. He didn't want to know where his father got it from, all he knew was that the vampire was named Michael and was surprising attractive… and gay.
Michael was going to live in the castle for a few months to let Herbert warm up to him. When he did, he invited Michael into his room. That was when Herbert was changed.
Michael bit him with such a force that it pushed Herbert to the wall and made it crack. Then Michael bit his own lips causing them to bleed and kissed Herbert hard.
When the kiss ended, Herbert sunk to the floor and died happily.
The next evening Herbert stirred. He looked around, he was in his bedroom but instead of a bed he was lying on a coffin. "What on Earth?"