Disclaimer: If Shadowhunters were mine, Raphael and Simon would have a lot of moments together in season two.
AN: Been in my head for quite a while and my muse finally played nice so I could write it out. Unbeated.
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Raphael moved smoothly through the crowd of people, it was a hot summer night, the kind where even after dark it felt like one hundred degrees.
But as a vampire, Raphael was no longer affected by weather conditions and hadn't been for quite some time.
He loved to hunt for blood in crowds, the rush he got hunting and finally finding the right person. The sweet taste of blood and victory
None of that ever got tiresome.
And doing it in a crowd added an extra thrill, no one wise to his intentions, or what he truly was.
He had no idea what had drawn him to a college campus on this particular night, but on a Saturday night, most were too busy partying to pay attention to one person walking along.
"You son of a bitch! You cheated on me!"
Raphael heard the angry woman and walked to the corridor that was between two buildings.
He saw a blonde woman, wearing a knee length blue dress, and blue sandals with a man dressed all in leather, including the boots.
"I wasn't cheating on you!"
"I found you with your ex-girlfriend; she was in your arms!"
"She tripped on a rug and I grabbed her, and that's when you walked in."
"I'm done with your bullshit!"
"You know what? I'm fine with that you crazy bitch!"
Raphael leaned back against the wall as the man stormed by, soon crying could be heard and he went into the corridor.
"Pardon me," Raphael said softly.
The woman looked up, her blue eyes, the color of a clear, blue, sky, which he hadn't seen since before he was turned stared at him.
"I'm sorry to intrude but I heard yelling."
Her tears finally lessened, "Three years I've given him, then his ex-fiancée comes back into his life, and he starts treating me like garbage."
She would be perfect, he would get enjoyment from her blood, and she could get enjoyment from the feeding.
He stepped closer, "Let me walk you home." He knew he had a seductive voice, people had told him that long before his turning.
If anything being a vampire had only made it even better.
She shivered, but it wasn't from fear. He could smell her arousal.
She led him into a doorway and to the elevator and they got out on the tenth floor.
She stopped at her door, "You want to come in?"
"Don't you have a roommate to worry about?"
"She's spending the weekend with her parents, so not in the slightest."
As soon as they were inside, she pounced on him, kissing him hard.
Clothing was quickly discarded, and they made her way to her bedroom. They fell on to it and he prepared her before entering her.
She still gasped out due to his size, but before she could tell him to stop, or try to push him off, he quickly but her neck.
Soon she was writhing in pleasure, as he drank and pounded into her, soon her orgasm came.
His orgasm soon followed, but due to the pleasure of her blood. Sex hasn't been thrilling for him in quite some time.
He made sure to close the marks on her neck, gently pulled out, and they lay next to each other.
"You can't be from this planet." She gasped out.
He grinned, "Thank you."
"Best night ever." She yawned.
Raphael made her look into his eyes, "This is a one night stand, and you know it and will not wish to look for me again. When your unpleasant man returns to reconcile, you will have absolutely no interest in it."
He grinned, might as well help her out after all she'd done for him.
Making someone else miserable was just a bonus.
"You realized you deserve better than him, you've developed the ability to resist him. You will never again love or want him."
He leaned closer to her ear, "Now sleep."
She quickly was and would sleep deeply the next few hours, the ideas he planted in her would stay forever.
He quickly dressed and headed outside. Then he heard male laughter, there was just something about it.
He looked around the corner of the wall and saw a curly haired man, with glasses talking into the phone.
He didn't look anything special, pale skinned, but not like that of a vampire. He was wearing a star wars shirt, blue jeans, and sneakers.
"I wish I could join you, Clary, got night classes all this week, and a big report due."
He laughed again, "Only you can get away with calling me a huge square."
Raphael liked the way the man's smile lit up his face, how his eyes lit up with life.
It had been so long since someone had made Raphael's body tingle with true interest.
Raphael was about to take a step toward him when a woman's voice came.
"Simon!"
The man who Raphael now knew was called Simon turned at the sound. A dark skinned woman soon joined him.
"Hey Maureen." They then walked into the building together.
Raphael had better things to do than wait around a few hours until the man came back out. He had already fed and had no interest in finding another sexual encounter.
He soon returned to the hotel Dumort.
****
It was one month later when he saw the human again.
It was a slow night and Lily, one of the other vampires who he could truly consider a friend, had dragged him to a coffee house.
They were with six other clan members.
She said he needed a break from his responsibilities as Camille's second in command.
More people were getting unhappy with her, including vampire leaders from other clans.
It was only a matter of time before people would start trying to persuade him to take over.
Just then he was brought out of his musings by seeing the same man from that night on campus take the stage.
Also the same dark skinned woman was behind him.
Simon, Raphael remembered the name finally, had a pretty good singing voice.
Afterwards Raphael went up to him when Simon was alone by the bar. "Not only sound good, but you look quite appetizing."
He enjoyed the way Simon's eyes grew huge; he was also getting a little flushed.
Raphael winked and left, this one would be fun to stalk before he drank from him.
****
It was three days later and Raphael was walking past a pond in a wooded area.
He was at a campground, near a beautiful park, but the area he had chosen was isolated.
He had given the blonde man he had found for the night a good screw than drank his blood.
He had left his prey asleep in the man's convertible.
Then he saw another man near the lake.
Simon.
Raphael watched as he removed his shirt, he wasn't really muscled but not lanky either.
Raphael felt aroused, times like these he was glad for vampire stamina.
But just then his phone rang with Camille's ringtone.
It just figured, Raphael let out a Spanish curse and then answered it.
"Rogue vampires, you're with me for the hunt." Camille hung up before he could reply.
With a sigh, Raphael went off into the darkness.
***
One month he had been following Simon and tonight was the night he would feed from him.
Simon didn't lead an interesting life and Raphael was bored following him. He was a beauty but even that was slowly losing appeal.
Simon had been hanging around with a red haired woman and it was obvious Simon longed for her.
But the red head was so totally obvious, it was truly pathetic. When she left the coffee shop, Raphael approached.
"The place is supposed to give a comforting vibe, why the sadness?"
Simon looked up, but there was no recognition. "I don't know you to get into it."
Raphael sat down, "A sympathetic ear never hurts."
"Unrequited love, that's all I'm saying."
Raphael gave Simon his best smoldering stare, Simon began to blush, and Raphael knew his skin had to feel burning hot.
Raphael touched his hand, "Let me help you forget."
Simon drove Raphael to his house, "Luckily my mom and sister won't be back until tomorrow night."
Raphael pressed Simon against the wall as soon as they were inside; he had no idea why the sudden, intense craving for this human was back in full force.
Simon gasped and Raphael remembered that Simon needed to breathe.
"You're a fantastic kisser."
Raphael grinned, "Baby, wait until I show you everything I can do."
Raphael quickly got Simon to his bedroom and their clothing was quickly gone.
Once Simon had adjusted to Raphael's size, he pounded the human as hard as he could that wouldn't inflict damage.
It had been so long since Raphael had truly enjoyed sex.
Usually after the act was completed, was when Raphael bit down and drank, but not tonight. Tonight he wanted to last as long as possible.
Raphael let the man rest then took him a few more times. It was after Simon has passed out from the intense orgasm, Raphael finally bit him.
His blood tasted like caramel and Raphael found himself wishing he could have this man night after night.
He closed Simon's neck wound and got dressed, he would not make Simon forget.
He wanted Simon to always remember and compare him to all other lovers, forever frustrated how they couldn't compare.
Raphael quickly left and headed home.
****
A month had passed and Raphael was frustrated, no taste of blood could thrill him, he had a couple of sexual encounters since then but he had hated them.
"Raphael!" He turned to see Camille enter the room.
She explained how Valentine wasn't actually dead, and that he'd had a daughter that had been raised as a mundane, and no doubt knew where the mortal cup was.
"And if she won't say?" Raphael asked.
"I've had my spies watching, you'll kidnap her dearest friend and bring him here."
She showed Raphael a picture before he could protest about her breaking the accords.
The picture was of Simon and arousal hit him full force.
He had never left for a mission so fast.
The night had definitely gotten interesting.