Note: this will be a yaoi, if you don't like that kind of thing, then you don't have to read it. No flames please.
normal text: Malak
italic text: Laurent
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Chapter 1
I sat upon a rooftop in the city. My most recent target within the sack at my side. I let the wind cool off my face as I watched the stars. I laughed to my self then, the tension leaving my limbs and the adrenalin slowly leaving my body. 'Stealing is getting easier every time.' I then laughed aloud, all the while feeling the familiar pull in my stomach. Sighing I closed my eyes and allowed my other senses to take over.
Smell and taste increased sharply, as did my hearing. I opened my eyes, which had gone from sea-blue to a vivid crimson.
A few blocks away, a group of drunken, rowdy humans stumbled along. Singing the Sunday hymns and swinging their limbs every which way. They looked ravishing, their cheeks had become flushed and rosy, their eyes bright and their breath sweet with the sent of cheep beer and wine, as well as other things. Exactly what I was looking for.
I traveled along rooftops until I was on the same street as my hapless prey. I leaped down from the roof and into an alley. I soon walked out to lounge upon a lamppost and bathe in it's light. My clothing, as dark as it was, showed off my lean frame, leaving nothing to the imagination. I pulled my hat down over my forehead to shade the upper half of my face and create a cast of mystery about me.
As the group walked closer, some of the women started to take notice of me. Their gazes heated and burning for me as they drank in my appearance. One of the braver ones slowly revealed a patch of skin that was almost as tempting as the sweet nectar that I knew flowed through her veins.
"Oh my, look at that handsome young man." one of them cooed. Her drunken state causing her to slur her words together. She wore a ruffly, white and powder blue, low-cut, revealing dress.
She shoved her face underneath mine, trying to force my cap up. I raised my head slowly, tantalizingly. Acting as if I had a deep dark desire for something in her. I took my time to examine her eager face. Her eyes were a sickly blue that reminded me of the sky when sickness had struck the city. Her hair was a mass of blond curls that were piled high on her head. Her face was painted heavily with make-up and her breath smelled of absthine. Which was good for me, I would be able to portray my "gifts" and she would think it a hallucination.
Her breath caught when I removed my hat, revealing my smooth pale skin, dark hair, and crimson eyes.
"You are a beautiful boy, I would do anything to make you a man and become yours in an instant." She practically threw herself at me, her breasts heaving over-exaggeratively.
I was only seventeen and already taller than most people. Indeed I was a head taller than this woman who was probably no more than twenty. I must have looked far older than I was to her that night.
I caught and pulled her waist to the hard muscles of my body and started to nibble on her ears as I whispered, "Are you willing to go somewhere with me then?" Her breath had left her and all she could do was nod with the shock waves of pleasure that caused her to shake in my arms.
I left her ears for a moment and turned to her companions saying, "I'm afraid that your friend is coming with me tonight. I will bring her here in the morning so that one of you can get her home safely." I then dragged her back into the alley and started to tease her ears again.
"So my handsome chaffer, what is your name so that I might scream it out in the throes of passion and ecstasy I'm sure I shall experience this evening?" she threw out the question to me in between ragged breaths and clutches of my hair.
I smiled. "Malak. You may call me Malak." I murmured against her neck. My arousal had started to fight against the bonds of my tight pants and I knew I wouldn't be able to control myself for much longer unless I got her to my abode. "Can I make you feel as if you're flying through the air?" I questioned, when already we were several feet above the ground.
"You may do anything you wish to me." she complied.
I smiled once more only this time, it was predatory. I claimed her mouth and flew us to my alcove far above the city. Not that she knew of course. No what she thought was, that I had spun her around and teased her mouth with mine until we somehow reached the country and were in front of my house.
I opened the door and threw her onto my bed. She landed with a soft thump and started to undress her-self. I too started to strip, revealing hard muscle, pale skin and a hard desire.
She stared at me in awe, she'd had no idea that I was so large. That much I could tell from her eyes. The rest of her body seemed to scream for me, I could smell the fluids already running in between her legs and saw her breasts peak at the slight chill in the room. I smiled at her for then, showing her my white, pointed teeth.
Her eyes only seemed to glaze over with desire. I walked up to her, laid her down, and licked her. The gasp that tore from her mouth nearly made me lose control once again as she moved her hips to the touch of my tounge. I tasted her and then I leaned myself over her and rammed myself into her hard. She cried my name and pleaded for me to go deeper. I complied, ramming myself into her she shed tears out of pleasure. Soon I changed her position. She was soon on her hands and knees and I was within her once more only at a slightly different spot. Her body shook with pain and pleasure as I rammed into her again and again. I then pulled out of her. She knew what I wanted form her. She took me into her mouth and sucked. I closed my eyes against the pleasing feeling of her tounge sweeping up and down my length. Finally when I'd had enough, I pulled her off of me and placed her legs on my shoulders. I poised myself above her and looked at her. Her eyes had long lost any sense of thought. She was now simply consumed by lust and a need for release so strong pain showed in her eyes. I slowly pushed myself into her. Driving her mad with need and desire. She shifted her legs down from my shoulders and around my waist. Locking her ankles, she pushed me into her. I felt the force of her orgasm as it ripped through her. Finally pushing me over the edge, I bit her, and drank.
I gazed out the window in my room that overlooked my estate. I was dressed in no more than my thin silk robe. Even then, it did not cover much, my chest was revealed and showed pale skin, which was adorned with many muscles. I sighed and tossed my silver, almost waist length hair over my shoulder. Life was starting to become empty, I fed, ate, drank, rubbed elbows with some of the finest, slept with whomever I wished, and yet... My most recent of "Lovers" had arisen. His eyes were bleary and his skin bruised. I smiled at the memory of what passed last night. Oh, this boy was a natural in bed, he gave way easily to my dominant nature. Not to mention he'd tasted remarkable. I walked over to him, "Good morning, my pet." I bit his ear, making him shudder in want and desire. "I will have you returned to your home as soon as it reaches daylight. Until then, I suppose I'll have to feed you." I had pinned the boy and trailed kisses and a few bites down his neck.
The boy, who'd just been exhausted just before was now almost at top arousal and was in slight discomfort. "I shall take care of that." I told him as I kissed my way down. I removed sheets and then placed him within my mouth. The boy's eyes practically rolled back into his head. He started to heave and his hand's clenched the sheets as his desire throbbed. I pulled many tricks upon him, not all of them nice, but soon the boy finished. His entire body shook with the after shock of me.
I sat up and wiped my mouth. He really was a sweet boy, a pity for such a one to go to the ladies, but we must all make sacrifices. I rang the bell and left the room for my own. If I was to escort him home I needed to be more presentable.
I was dressed in one of my more relaxed suits. The vest I wore was gold in color and the best of silk. Just like my white shirt. My pants were tailored as well, hugging my ass and thighs and leaving nothing to the imagination. The boy gasped upon seeing me and fell to his knees in want. I smiled and took my midnight quarry to my carriage. He blushed at my every touch. He would soon be called on again, if only for the sex. I my self believed that I would not be soon forgotten, haunting his dreams and pleasuring him only like I could. But, just in case, I left my mark upon him within the confines of the carriage.
"You are indeed a sweet one dear boy, I shall call for you again. May your dreams be as sweet and passion filled as our night together." Then I gave him a kiss that made him swoon as my final parting gift.
He was escorted into the house by a dark haired young man with pristine blue eyes.
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