The Dream-Part of the innocence series
"Ah" Pip whimpered as a small trail of blood flowed from two tiny puncture marks on the right side of his neck. As it flowed towards his sweat slicked chest, two glowing eyes watched, becoming hungrier with each passing second.
A low chuckle echoed throughout the room sending a shiver down the young brit's spine. With near un-natural speed a hot tongue lapped at the metallic tasting liquid as if savoring it, "Delicious" growled the tongues owner while looking down at his now trembling plaything.
Damien licked his lips in anticipation, he was going to enjoy this and so would Pip he would damn make sure of that. Cold hands explored the blonde's body, feeling every curve and imperfection and storing them for future reference. They only stopped at the hem of Pip's Pajama shorts. 'Later' the older teen told himself. For now he would stick to Pip's upper body then lower; he smirked, approving his plan internally.
He would enjoy every second of this night, he smirked again.
After what seemed like mere moments of teasing, Damien felt that usual throb in his crotch. It was time. Swiftly he glided his hand over the blonde's shorts, bringing a sensual moan from the blushing boy below him. Damien grabbed the waist band of Pip's pajama shorts, yanking them along with his blue boxers down and past his ankles, revealing a hard, weeping member.
"Ooh" was all Damien said before his tongue was viciously attacking every inch of it, lapping at the salty liquid until Pip could take no more.
"Nnngh...I-I'm going to-"Damien stopped his torture, stopping the boy from reaching climax. He freed his own erection and without preparing the boy, thrust inside his puckered 's blue eyes widened in shock as tears rolled down his hot cheeks. He screamed as Damien slid further into him. He closed his eyes and hissed at the tightness of the Brit.
"It burns...Ow! Stop! D-Damien..!" unknown to him, his cries did nothing to Damien but egg him on. The blonde began thrashing his head from left to right then in a second Damien pulled out although the burning sensation remained.
Damien laughed in Pip's ear, "Don't worry" He cooed softly. The dark haired boy smirked earning a shiver from his plaything. Pip shuddered again when he felt Damien enter him once more, this time after gently running his hands over the smaller boy's chest as if trying to ease the pain before it came. Each touch felt like it burnt him. Every kiss was blisteringly hot. The atmosphere grew stifling around them although Damien didn't seem to notice. He felt like he would die from it all then Damien hit that special spot. The air felt like it was ripped from his very lungs at that moment.
He cried out loud enough to shock both Damien and haired boy stopped his movements entirely then a smirk painted his lips. He shifted to his previous position and almost teasingly hit the spot again "Aaaah...D-Damien!"Pip moaned, wrapping his arms around the others neck to bring him closer. Damien pulled out and thrust in again quickly, Pip meeting his thrust by moving his hips into it. Soon both were moaning and whispering the others name in heated breaths. Just as Damien was about to enter him again, Pip woke up.
He bolted upright in his bed and looked around him; he winced when he felt a throb from between his legs. He felt the sheets and withdrew his fingers when he felt the wet patch.
"Damn!" hissed the son of Satan from the shadows, just low enough to not be heard by the boy on the other side of the room. He watched as the boy rubbed the sweat from his brow and ran his fingers through his messy blonde hair. 'Next time for sure' he thought angrily and faded away.