Notes: Here's part two
after I had major writer's block for this story; I hope it doesn't suck too
much. All standard disclaimers apply.
By Aaridys
"Slave, come here."
A young adolescent walked towards
his master, keeping his eyes downwards and bracing himself mentally for
whatever would come next. He climbed up
the few steps that led to his master's immense bed and climbed onto it, slowly,
his whole body under an incredible tension.
"I can feel your
fear. What is it again?"
The voice of the Lord Vampire lost
itself in the dark corners of the room and the young boy halted, waiting in
silence. A figure emerged from the
other end of the bed, perfectly feminine and breathtakingly beautiful. The boy lifted an eyebrow but he already
knew that trick. He just stood still
and closed his eyes.
"Don't you want to
play, Duo?"
The braided boy shivered at the
memory of his first "play" with his master. He would never forget.
(flashback)
"Play?"
The vampire smiled and started
untying his prisoner's bonds.
"In this room, there
are no windows and no doors. Be a good
boy and maybe someday, I will show you the way out, be a bad boy and you'll end
up as my next breakfast. I do wonder if
you taste as good as Trowa and Quatre told me."
"They… they didn't
touch me."
Heero smiled again and helped the
boy up, much to his surprise.
"So they told me. But that little thing there won't be enough
to keep me at bay."
Duo swallowed painfully and braced
himself for whatever would come next. He swore to himself he'd find a way out of this, even if it took him
forever, he would get out. The cold
feeling of the other's mouth against his suddenly interrupted his
thoughts. The braided boy tried to pull
himself backwards but the vampire's hand was firmly holding his head, crushing
his lips against his own. The "kiss"
lasted and lasted until Duo's lungs started protesting wildly. He squirmed in the other's grip until
finally, Heero let go of him. The boy
fell to his knees, gasping for air. The
vampire smirked and licked his lips.
"Sorry about that,
guess I forgot you humans still need oxygen."
"You don't breathe?"
Duo was panting heavily, trying to
regain his breath and couldn't help but to ask. The vampire bended over and helped him up again.
"Technically yes, but
there's no point to it. You should see
vampires kissing dear; they can last for days. Quite a sight as a matter of fact"
Heero supported the boy as he
motioned him to the middle of the room, towards the huge black bed. The braided boy lifted an eyebrow and all
sorts of twisted pictures ran through his mind. The vampire holding him suddenly burst into laughs.
"You baka! You'll ruin the surprise! Come on, up you go!"
Not understanding fully what the
vampire said, Duo let out a yelp as the other lifted him as if he where a
feather and threw him onto the bed. Heero soon followed and landed neatly next to the lying boy. Duo's clothes where, well, there weren't
much of them left. The vampire snuggled
closer until her was half on the boy's chest and started tracing small circles
over it.
"What are you doing?"
"Playing."
Duo was really getting uneasy. He didn't know how to react to all this and
his basic instinct kept screaming to him to do something, anything. He let out a small moan as the other's lips
passed over a sensitive spot, much to his own pleasure.
"Like that?"
The braided boy was about to reply
when Heero sank his sharp canines in the same spot, making him scream out in
pain. The vampire smirked and pursued
his exploration. Time flew by like
this, the vampire sending Duo into heights of pleasure and then sending him
plummeting down in the depths of pain by biting him in the most sensitive
areas. In the end, his whole body was
covered in bite marks, some of them bleeding lightly. Heero expertly licked every one of those, making Duo squirm under
him. As soon as the boy felt the
slightest bit of pleasure, the other would bite him mercilessly, each time
pulling a scream out of his clenched lips. This little game had lasted for an endless period of time, until
finally, Heero withdrew and left the bed.
"I'll be back soon
dear, don't you move."
(end flashback)
As promised, the vampire had returned a few hours later with renewed
lust and strength. It had taken one
week for Duo to heal completely. During
that period of time, he was forced to do things he would never be able to
recall, mostly sleeping next to this strange vampire and walking around
completely naked. The other refused to
give him any clothes and took great pleasure in stretching a hand out to caress
lightly the braided boy's skin each time the opportunity presented itself. It had lasted like this for some time but
Heero never repeated the things he had done the first night. Duo assumed he had done that to break him
and silently prayed it was the only time ever his master would do that. Naturally, Heero had enjoyed the occasional
shape-shifting little game, driving Duo insane with pleasure under his female
form and then suddenly turning back to himself, cutting short the experience
and making Duo feel extremely uneasy. Tonight, it seemed, would be one of those times.
"Duo?"
The vampire's voice was soft like
honey but the trick didn't work anymore. Duo had been so often exposed to this sorcery he wasn't affected
anymore. As a matter of fact, he
happily noted that his master's little games of pleasure and pain had less and
less effect on him. Duo was able to put
aside his primal feelings of lust and pleasure and stay detached while Heero
tried his best to make him scream. This
usually ended quickly the little game and the vampire would snuggle back in his
pillows, unhappy and pouting. These
nights, or days, Duo could sleep all he wanted, Heero never fetched him.
The boy didn't answer and waited,
his eyes shut, for the woman to start trailing her hands against his
chest. The silence stretched and Duo
started wondering what sort of new sick game Heero was playing tonight. He cracked a lid and didn't see the vampire
anywhere. Intrigued, Duo looked around
but the bed was empty and he couldn't feel the vampire's presence. Smiling broadly, the boy walked to the head
of the bed and propped down on the large pillows. He pulled up the covers to his chin and sighed happily before
slipping into sleep.
***
Heero had walked out of his room in
a rage, extremely unhappy about the sudden mental call Quatre had given
him. He was intrigued about the general
impression of urgency he had felt in his servant's call and walked faster, wanting
nothing else but to get it over with and go back to his slave's soft
warmth. He smirked at the thought of it
and made a mental note to tease as much as he could the boy before letting
himself have his own pleasure.
The vampire soon faced a large oak
door with no handle. He lifted his
wrist at eye-level and pressed it against the wooden surface. A blue shimmer made the door turn
transparent before it completely disappeared. The Lord Vampire walked in the large room and sat on a high chair,
waiting for his hunters to come in.
Quatre and Trowa walked first, their
eyes locked on their master's and placed themselves on each side of him, one
step down. Quatre bended to his lord
and whispered in his ear.
"This will please you
Lord Yuy."
The Lord Vampire lifted and eyebrow
and nodded. The doors in front of him
swung open and two vampires walked in, carrying a limp form.
"Well well, what have
we here?"
Trowa stepped down to the hanging
body and sent the guards out. He pulled
the form by its hair and forced it to lift its head. Heero smirked and licked his lips. The boy half standing in front of him had long, almond-shaped
eyes in which shone a fierce determination and they where narrowed to a slit,
accenting the anger that already radiated from his whole body.
"The Renegade
Lord. The one true vampire that turned
his back to his destiny and preaches for life and light."
"Go to Hell."
"That's exactly were
I'm going, don't you worry, but you dear Fallen One, what brings you here on
this lovely night?"
The other didn't answer and Trowa
pulled harder on his hair, making him cringe.
"Trowa, please, let us
treat our very honoured guest well. After all, isn't hospitality an act of kindness towards our own kind?"
"Shut the fuck up."
"My, you have been
with the living too long dear friend, come, I will show you to a decent meal."
"Nothing you give me
I'll ever eat."
"Tsk, that's harsh
friend. Come anyways, you can choose to
starve, as you have for the last centuries or eat as much as you want."
"Yuy, someday, I will
truly drive a stake right through your demon chest."
"And I you, Wufei
dear, but not today. Now come."