My old foe, hysterical aphonia, has me in its grips again. In the absence of being able to speak, I finally offer an update. Sorry, it took so long, but I promise, I am writing again.
Rated M for sexual situations and bloodplay. No kiddies allowed. Squeenix owns all the recognizable names.
WITH THE DEAD
Chapter 5
Zack was excited. Being always an atypical teenager, he hadn't attended many parties, and now he was going to his first as a vampire, a fancy affair held by the head of another clan. Excited, and slightly confused about why Angeal was being a killjoy, giving him warning after warning.
"Be aware," the former 1st said as he was feeding Zack, "not all vampires feed as we do, and Garett is one of those. We may not like that he feeds indiscriminately, but we have to respect it. Otherwise, none of us would get along."
"Remember," Angeal lectured as Zack was bathing, "this party will be populated mainly with good people we know, but you're still not to go off without permission. Don't you try blocking me again like you did yesterday. It's a good skill to learn, but use it on strangers, not us."
"Keep in mind," Angeal said as Zack put on a purple dress shirt and black leather pants (easy to clean), "vampires with newborns are like women with babies. Guests are going to be cooing over you and touching you. Genesis and I will intervene if they try to get intimate, but I want you to be prepared."
"Angeal," the boy laughed, "I'll be fine. And I'll behave. You don't need to worry."
Angeal kissed him. "I do, though. I always will."
"So, what will the guests be like?"
"All vampires, perhaps one or two human pets. Varying ages and kinds of men, most kind, some snobby. Garett values his prominence among us, so there are a lot of people he has to invite."
Zack made a face at the mirror, which Angeal mimicked over his shoulder. "I thought humans weren't allowed to know about us."
"Pets are exceptions. They're thought to be too weak-willed to cause any trouble."
"Is that what I would have been to you and Gen?"
Angeal answered, running a comb through Zack's spikes. "To be honest, what I wanted was this. Thank Gaia you consented."
"Angeal," Zack said in a small voice, "we're not bad, are we? I mean, Gaia made us too, right?"
Angeal wrapped his arms around the boy and rubbed his back. "No one knows, so all we have is what we believe. There's a story about our origins you'll get to hear sometime, maybe even tonight, but don't be worried. My heart tells me we too are part of the Goddess's dream for the planet. Gen could say it better."
"You say it fine," Zack said, pressing a wet kiss to Angeal's cheek. "I guess I figured. Gen prays to Her sometimes, doesn't he? His mind goes all bright."
Angeal chuckled and nodded. "Born a little sooner, he'd have been a monk or a hermit."
I heard that!
I didn't mean it negatively, babe. Are you nearly ready?
Just let me wipe the honey off my face.
"Honey?" Zack laughed.
"He swears it has regenerative properties. I keep reminding him that we're eternally young."
Zack nuzzled his face against Angeal's black shirt. "You haven't told me about your lives before."
"Let's see." Angeal backed up onto his and Genesis's bed and settled Zack on his lap. "Gen and I were born in Banora, I to a poor seamstress and Gen to the wealthy mayor and his wife. We bonded as babies, despite our different circumstances, and we've really never been apart since. We went traveling in our early twenties, intending to see the world, and then…"
Dagan?
He charmed Genesis at a club in Eriva, and as usual, Genesis charmed me. That's pretty much it.
You shouldn't feel bad.
Hmm?
You were young then too. You couldn't have protected Gen.
Angeal buried his face in Zack's neck and kissed the skin. Genesis emerged from the bathroom, resplendent in red silk, glowing from his beauty regimen, and pouting.
"Cuddling without me? Insolence!"
Genesis bounced over and gracefully leaped on top of them, and the three landed on the bed in a tangled heap. His hair was mussed, but he didn't seem to mind much.
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Zack was in awe of the mansion they arrived at, on top of the high of being carried by his flying parents. The fountain outside was illuminated by lights beneath the water, the building classical in style with marble pillars. Tuxedoed waiters bowed as they entered, similarly dressed men circulated with trays of blood-filled glasses, and as predicted, the guests immediately made a fuss of Zack.
"Oh, how precious," a toned blond man cooed, the moment they got through the door. "Hello, Genesis and Angeal. I heard, but I didn't know he'd be so adorable. He's nearly got your eyes, Genesis."
"That's from the mako, Marcus. How have you been?"
"Julian actually let me come alone, can you believe it? He's not much for gatherings these days, but it is the event of the season, after all. Can I touch him?"
"Puppy?"
"I'm fine."
Marcus gently framed Zack's face with his soft hands. "Hello there, gorgeous. Oh, you two, he's lovely. Arian, come look at the baby."
In no time, the family was surrounded by cooing men going on about how beautiful the new addition to their world was. Being a physical person, Zack didn't mind, and actually had been enjoying touch more than ever since his transformation, so he soaked in the attention and smiled at the low roar of compliments. Genesis and Angeal hovered and nodded proudly, only intervening when one got too eager and tried to stick a hand down the boy's pants.
"Nothing under the clothes," Genesis said loudly, protecting Zack with his taller body.
"Sorry."
"He's just so cute!"
A tall man with waist-length brown hair nudged forward a slight boy with blond curls. "Maybe Zack would enjoy getting to know another baby."
"Hi," the boy said shyly.
"Cub, this is Merrick, and his boy here is Alan. About thirty now, isn't he?"
Merrick nodded with a sigh. "I envy you two, you have so much more time with your baby. Oh, Alan swears he'll stay with me forever, but you never know until the childhood is over."
"I'll keep my promise, Master."
Angeal, do I have to call you guys that?
No, Pup, we're not so formal.
"Can you fly yet?" Zack asked eagerly.
"Not yet," Alan answered. "Well, a little, but I haven't mastered it. It's nice to be carried, isn't it?"
"You three greet everyone," Merrick said, putting his arm around Alan. "We'll be here awhile."
Zack knew he'd never remember all the names, but he was pleased to see his parents greeted warmly by most of the guests. (A few frowned at them, and he wondered why.) Everyone seemed to agree that Zack was delightful, and they received many invitations, all while the new parents hovered protectively.
Guys, it's hard to read you here.
It's a little harder for us to sense you too, Cub. There are a lot of minds here, all thinking on similar wavelengths. It's like radio interference. Genesis sent a rush of love to the boy, and they both smiled. Doing okay?
It's cool! Can I explore?
Maybe in a little while.
Angeal joined the conversation, while sipping from a glass. It looks like Oliver is going to tell the story. He indicated a silver-haired older man sitting near a corner, with party-goers gathered and facing him.
Story?
Of our origins, Pup. Go listen.
Zack eagerly got as close as he could and plopped gracefully onto the rug. Oliver smiled at him.
"Zack, right, newest of the Varius? Many welcomes, child. I am Oliver of the clan Dractus, member of the Council and a keeper of our people's history. Is this your first time hearing this story?"
The boy nodded excitedly.
"Listen well, then. Hear, my people, in the blessed eternal darkness of our night, the tale of how the vampire came to be. Long ago, before men consigned his doings to the record of parchment and stone, there lived a hunter of great renown by the name of Dracon. He was a mighty man and much respected, and all the maids of the nearby villages pined for him.
"But Dracon's heart belonged only to Galen, a beautiful young scribe and one who communed with the spirits to foresee the fate of his people. The two were very much in love, but as the only male children of their families, were discouraged from their desire to be together. They often met in secret, in the woods where Galen was shown the art of hunting, and in dark rooms where Dracon was taught to speak to angels and daemons.
"In a fine golden autumn of a year long past, Dracon was deemed of sufficient age to marry and provide an heir for his family. Galen's own sister Margarete was chosen for him, and was well pleased by the prospect, but the lovers were in grief. They made hidden plans to sneak away and live together in some other place, but before anything could be done, Galen fell ill.
"Over the ensuing weeks, the young man grew weaker and weaker, and it was feared that he had no great time left upon the world. The best doctors were consulted, folk healers brought in, and all pleaded with Gaia for intercession. Nothing worked, and the families despaired, but readied themselves for his death.
"Dracon, however, could not accept losing his beloved. In desperation, he called upon every angel whose name he knew, asking these good creatures of Gaia, these guardians of the Lifestream, but none could offer help. He turned to the realm of daemons, and at last found one who claimed it could aid him.
"The daemon came to him in the dim, entering the cast sacred circle in the form of a red-tinged shadow. It said, 'Hear me, son of Gaia, but be warned. For my help I ask what will seem to be a terrible price.' 'Anything,' Dracon begged, 'anything to save my love.' The daemon was pleased, and spoke again. 'You need only allow your body to house my spirit, and I will give you such powers as mortals never know. You will live forever young, and for it need only subsist on the blood of your fellow man.'
"'I am willing,' Dracon said bravely, 'but tell me, how may this save Galen?' The daemon replied, 'What I give to you, you may pass on to your love through exchange of blood, and the two of you may be united until the end of time.' Dracon accepted. What else could he do? The daemon entered him, bound to his body and soul, and transformed him into the first of the vampiri, the Cetran word for blood-drinker.
"Once changed and fed, Dracon went to Galen's bed and explained all to him. 'It is a dangerous thing you have done,' the ill boy whispered, but in fear of death, he accepted the blood, and arose well from his bed that very night. The lovers lived in happiness for a thousand years, it is said, before weariness of the world made them seek a shared death, whereby they joined their families in the Lifestream.
"During their time, Dracon and Galen created other vampires to soothe their loneliness, and thus was the beginning of our history, of our clans that persist to this day. We are the legacy of an enduring love, children, of a desire to live and to not be alone. Remember your origin and do honor to it. Let your conduct always be kind, and honorable, and born of love, even toward the humans who sustain us. No…to them, especially."
There was a round of quiet applause, mostly polite, enthusiastic from others, Zack included. He had been touched by the sad love story, felt that he would have done the same as Galen and Dracon, would do anything to be with Angeal and Genesis. He saw other vampires behaving affectionately to their sires, and felt an urge to do the same. Angeal and Genesis were at his side in an instant, smilingly accepting his cuddling.
"Did you like the story, Puppy?"
"The ending was sad. Why did they die?"
"It's said that hitting the thousand-year mark is hard for us," Genesis answered, resting his chin on Zack's shoulder. "Some vampires just don't make it."
"Why does it happen then?"
"There's a lot of things we don't know, Pup."
Angeal stroked Zack's cheek, and the boy started.
"Um, oops."
"Well, it's been a while for you," Genesis teased. "Do you want to get cleaned up somewhere private?"
There was a twinkle is Genesis's eyes that tantalized Zack. He smirked cutely.
"Not really."
Genesis gracefully maneuvered Zack to sit down on an empty couch, unzipped the leather pants and began to lick him clean. Angeal sat beside the boy, arm around him and gently touching him all over. Zack hardened again with little delay, and tried to hold off. He felt high from the pleasure, and from the many interested eyes on him. People were watching without trying to hide it, taking in the sight like a fine wine, even moving closer for a better look.
"You okay, baby Puppy?" Angeal asked softly.
"Yeah…so good…"
It's normal, Pup, to like being watched. Stop us if you need to. Otherwise, just enjoy it.
The boy came again into Genesis's mouth, then the elder rose to sit beside him. Let me feed you, Cub.
Okay…
Stretched out across his parents' laps, Zack latched onto a bared nipple and began to suck. Angeal pushed the newborn's shirt up and edged his pants down, caressing the boy but avoiding his groin, wanting to play with Zack before he came again. Zack, for his part, drank very slowly, as he too wanted to prolong this happiness. The eyes he felt on him only made him feel more aroused, and he arched and moaned as two of Angeal's fingers slid against his prostate.
Writhing, Zack drank his fill by the time it was four fingers, and licked Genesis's nipple in the slow way he knew he liked. The boy wanted badly to be taken, right here, in front of everyone, so with the slick digits still in him, he sat up and scrambled for Angeal's zipper. The indulgent parents chuckled, and in the blink of an eye, Zack was being eased onto Angeal's cock, Genesis feeding it into him as Angeal lowered him.
"Gaia, Gaia," the newborn cried.
"Great Goddess," Genesis whispered, "let my baby know only pleasure forever."
Every other guest at the party was watching by now, many of them gulping blood as though parched. Alan was standing in front of Merrick and being fucked by him, mouth hanging open. Zack's cock bounced lightly as he was rocked into; Genesis made it do so even more with his palm. Zack came into the toying hand, and Genesis fed the sweet semen to the boy who licked it eagerly. He finally had his answer – it did taste good. Of course, he started stiffening again, as Angeal emptied himself into him.
Merrick approached as Angeal, who carried moist towelettes, was cleaning Zack up, eyes shining and a panting Alan in tow. "How very lovely, but I think he needs more. What do you say we let the babies play together?"
Cub?
Can I? It's okay?
In answer, they carefully removed every shred of Zack's clothing and stepped away, remaining close. Alan shed his clothes and let his eyes lustfully travel over Zack. Physically, he wasn't much older, but he was a little bigger, and obviously more experienced. He stroked Zack's face, smiled reassuringly at the cute way the younger bit his lip.
"It's okay," Alan said softly. "I won't do anything you don't want."
"Touch me," Zack breathed heavily. "Please, I – "
"I know, you need it. I understand."
Alan unblinkingly nudged Zack to lay down and got on top of him and put his arms around him. He kissed Zack all over as the boy came again, getting the entwined bodies wet and sticky. Alan looked to the watchful parents as Zack caught his breath, and they seemed to understand.
"Nothing of yours goes inside him," Genesis declared.
"But…I need…" Zack whined.
The man who had introduced himself as Arian earlier stepped forward, handed Alan a slender black vibrator, and winked. "Just don't ask why I carry this around," he quipped, to much general amusement.
"Please, please," Zack wailed. He could feel his parents' eyes and thoughts on him as tangibly as the unfamiliar hands moving over him.
Alan gently worked the facsimile into the undulating boy, twisting and turning it, sitting back to let the approvingly murmuring crowd see his handiwork. He even lifted Zack's leg to show the part of the toy peeking out. Alan switched it on, and Zack groaned and turned on his side to thrust uselessly. Alan eased the toy in and out of him and caught a seemingly endless rush of semen in his mouth. He went on and on with this until Genesis clapped a hand on his shoulder.
"Okay, let's not exhaust him too much."
Alan kissed Zack before returning to his master. The two sires cleaned up their child and got him dressed, and Angeal lifted the boy up into his arms. The boy was too weak at the moment to stand on his own, and he gratefully rested against Angeal's shoulder. Latecomers to the party came to greet the family, and gently ran their hands over Zack. A tall, broad vampire named Ari asked to hold him, and Angeal hesitated.
It's okay, Angeal.
Angeal, with some visible reluctance, passed the newborn over, and kept a hold on Zack's hand. Ari accepted him with a smile so tender that it looked strange on such a big and strong man, and gently squeezed Zack.
"Ari loves babies," Genesis laughingly explained. "I'm surprised he hasn't knocked down our door to get to you."
"Do you have any?" Zack asked the man.
"Alas, no," a deep voice answered. "I've never been successful at transformation, but I keep hoping I'll get lucky. Gods, you smell amazing," he murmured, and Zack laughed.
He found himself liking this huge teddy bear of a man, and wanted to do something nice for him. Angeal?
It's your blood to give. Just don't feed from anyone but us.
"You can…taste, if you want to," Zack offered shyly.
Ari looked eagerly at Genesis and Angeal. "May I?"
"Just be gentle," they said in unison.
Ari sat carefully down on the nearest sofa, with Zack in his lap. He prolonged it as Zack's sires often did, unbuttoning his shirt slowly, caressing and sniffing the bared skin, kissing all along the vein. Zack ran his hands over the thickly muscled chest he was pressed to, and he cried out in orgasm as fangs sank into his neck.
Ari took only a couple small mouthfuls before tearing his mouth away. Genesis kneeled down, wiped Zack's dampened groin and offered his hand to the sated vampire. Ari lapped up the milky fluid eagerly while Zack nuzzled him, then with a sigh handed the boy back.
"Thank you, Zack. I think I need to go fuck someone. Enjoy the party," Ari said, and gracefully hurried off.
"I like him."
"So do we. He's a good guy. You're making quite a good impression, baby cub. All eyes are on you, and not just because they want to fang-fuck with you."
"Can I explore now?"
Genesis sighed. "I want you back at my side in fifteen minutes. If anyone acts in appropriate, signal us."
"Promise!" Zack said gleefully, and bounced off.
"He'll be okay, Gen."
The auburn vampire sighed, not totally convinced. But then, he never was.
To be continued.
