Hey everyone. Here is the next chapter of Baby I'm Prowling (For You). I'm going to warn you that in this story I might change some aspects of the characters. Also a warning for a whole lot of smut in this chapter. So without further ado I hope you enjoy Vampire Training.
Marcus's smile stretched across his face as he watched Oliver Wood walk through the door of the bar. The memories of the night before replaying before his eyes. It had been easy to get the other man drunk out of his mind. All he had had to do was keep mentioning the fact that Wood's boyfriend was getting married to a woman.
After that it was pretty easy to get Oliver to do whatever he wanted him to do. He could still feel the other man's lips and teeth sucking and biting at his flesh. He felt a stirring in his pants as Wood made his way over to the bar.
"What did you do to me?" Oliver hissed at Marcus.
"Nothing you didn't beg for me to do," Marcus told him eyeing him wondering if the marks of last night were still visible. Or if they'd already healed themselves. "And a few things you didn't know you wanted me to do to you." He could still taste the deliciousness of Oliver's blood on his tongue. "You weren't complaining last night."
"What did you do to me?" he yelled again moving to jump over the bar.
"I was confused like you are too," Marcus told him, "when I was changed. I didn't understand what was happening either." He chuckled darkly. "But like I said you weren't really complaining until now."
"Changed? Changed into what?"
"You're a vampire, Ollie pop." Marcus popped the p at the end of pop. "I'm guessing there's a reason you came down here to find me besides..."
"You turned me into a vampire," screamed Oliver.
"Shh! People aren't really supposed to know we exist. How did you figure out that you changed?"
"Besides the lovely present that was left on my pillow," Oliver snarked, "I could smell someone's blood pumping through their veins from across the room."
"Did it get you..." Marcus mimicked having a hard on. "Besides last night with you I haven't a bigger one than when I was first turned." He laughed at the disgusted face Oliver was making. "Think about it Wood. Being turned into a vampire is very sexual in nature. Having another being sucking on your neck..."
"You can stop now. Why did you do this to me, Flint?"
"You were drunk off your ass and you were there. Plus I was hungry." In more ways than one, Marcus thought as he scanned the bar for a human wizard to use as practice for Oliver. "See him over there." He pointed over to the corner where Harry Potter sat waiting for his boyfriend Draco Malfoy to show up. "He's going to be your first."
Oliver followed Marcus's finger over to where Harry sat in the corner more than likely texting his boyfriend Draco. They usually met each other here the same time everyday. "My first what?" he asked Marcus.
"Definitely not were your mind just went." Marcus laughed. "You're going to go over there drink his blood. It's up to you whether you turn him or not. But it's easier to turn them once you begin to toy with them."
"How?"
Marcus cocked an eyebrow at this. Oliver hadn't asked why or tried to argue with about it which surprised him a lot. He'd only asked how. "It's a simple procedure," Marcus told the rapt Oliver. "You suck their blood. They drink your blood. And if things happen to happen try not to break your new toy in half."
Oliver nodded nervously. Replaying the advice over and over in his head as he made his way over to Harry's corner. The unsuspecting man was Loling at something that Draco had just texted him when Oliver sat down in a seat next to him.
"Hey, Harry," he said with a smile on his face. The strong smell of Harry's blood filled his nostrils making them flare. He felt his fangs descend and cursed himself for having no control over this. "Can I talk to you in private?"
Harry looked up from his phone in confusion. It had been a long time since he'd last talked to his ex-Hogwarts Quidditch Captain. He wondered what Oliver wanted to talk to him about as he nodded. Getting up and following Oliver he didn't realize the danger he was putting himself in until he realized that Oliver wasn't behind him in the alleyway any more.
"O-o-o-oliver," he stuttered nervously wondering where the older man had gotten to. He jumped when he felt warm breathe on the back of his neck.
"Don't fight me, Harry," Oliver's voice hitched with something akin to want. "I don't want to hurt you."
"Draco will be wondering where I got to..."
"You won't be gone long," Oliver pressed himself against the younger man trying to fight the need to pin him to the wall. "This won't hurt I promise." He bent neck so that lips found the pulse point on Harry's neck. Kissing it gently he heard a small moan come from the younger man's quivering lips.
"Oliver," Harry gasped out, "I'm with..."
Oliver's fangs sank into Harry's neck as he began grind against Harry through the fabric of his pants. Of course Marcus Flint had to be right about this having a sexual nature to it. He took his fangs out of Harry's neck biting his wrist and forcing it into Harry's mouth. "Drink," he commanded as he quickened his pace.
He could feel the younger dark haired man shake his head against his wrist. Sighing through a strained moan bit into the other side of Harry's neck. "Drink or you'll die," Oliver whispered against the sensitive skin.
Harry gagged at the taste of blood in his mouth. Wishing he'd have just stayed put and waited for Draco. He felt Oliver's hands slide around his hips moving to undo his belt.
"Drink," moaned Oliver as he pushed the Chosen One's pants down around his ankles, "and you'll feel better. I promise." He kissed the bleeding puncture marks on both sides of Harry's neck. Going on to bit down hard on the younger man's shoulder.
Blurry memories of the night before began to slowly come back to Oliver as he was biting into Harry's shoulder. He could feel the searing pain in his own shoulders and neck.
Harry's mouth clenched around Oliver's wrist and he drank not seeing a way of getting out of this situation. A strangled moan coming from his mouth as he felt Oliver stretch him to beyond his limits as Oliver pushed himself into the younger man until he was flush against him. "Oliver," he gasped out.
"Harry," Oliver moaned not bothering to let Harry adjust to his size. He hadn't known he'd wanted Harry like this until now. "You like this. I know you do."
"I do," gasped Harry arching his back into Oliver's chest allowing Oliver further entrance into him.
Oliver's lips were back on Harry's neck. Kissing and sucking. His fangs hadn't gone away yet. Still being new to this vampire he wondered if he was still hungry. Fangs sinking into the crook of Harry's neck he sucked hungrily as his pace picked up.
Harry moaned and screamed in ecstasy as he felt Oliver's hand go work on him. "Oliver," his voice hitched hungrily as he thrust hungrily against the older man's hand. "Oliver, please."
Oliver matched the pace of his hand to his own stuttering fast pace. He could feel Harry's knees shaking as his legs grew weaker and weaker. "I'm almost there," moaned into Harry's neck. "Almost there." He slammed hungrily into Harry putting everything he was feeling into the motion.
Harry's squeal of pain was followed by Oliver moans of ecstasy. Oliver pulled out of the younger man watching as his legs finally gave out and his slid slowly down the wall half naked. Oliver looked on in concern for Harry. He hadn't meant to leave the younger man this bloody and bruised. He hadn't meant to hurt Harry at all.
"Is he going to be..." Oliver watched as Harry struggled to a sitting position.
"He'll be fine," Marcus told him. "Once the change has taken affect. He'll be just like us." He chuckled as he looked at Oliver's flushed sweaty face. "You enjoyed that. Didn't you?" He lead Oliver away from the moaning Harry.
Oliver looked over his shoulder concern still clouding his mind. "Yes," he stated firmly. "I didn't know I-I-I...you know...wanted that." He gulped nervously wondering if Marcus was telling the truth about Harry being alright.
"That's how it works," Marcus told him. "Everything you feel has basically been doubled. No tripled. Stick with me, Wood. I'll show you the ropes and we'll have some fun."
Oliver could hear Harry struggling to his feet as the door closed behind him. Was he a monster now? Would anyone he know ever be safe to be around him ever again? Would things ever go back to the way they were before this? And did he want them to? Oliver followed Marcus back down the hallway to leading back into the dance club. Maybe having fun was the right idea right now.
I hope you all enjoyed Vampire Training. The next chapter will contain Quidditch practice and a nice little conversation between Oliver and Percy. Also more of Marcus teaching Oliver to be a vampire.
