Masquerade

Rating: R

Genre: General

Pairing: Taker/Shawn, some Raven/Shawn and other pairings for future chapters

Summary: An AU fic

Warning: S&M and loads of it in later chapters

Disclaimers: Not mine

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"Now tell me why... Why should you ever get to have some one before me, Raven?" Mark asked and shook his head disapprovingly.

Raven crossed his arms as he sat down on the edge of the chaise that Shawn was resting on. He ran his hand up the other man's thigh, feeling the heat magnified by the leather Shawn wore beneath his chaps. "Because I am your youngest brother. You've never spent any time showing me anything that you know like you did for our other siblings. This... can be a... a..."

"Reconciliation, Raven?" Mark asked as he raised an eyebrow. Raven was born much later than his other brothers and sisters. By time he was at the age of adulthood, Mark was too busy running the clan to help his youngest brother with techniques... Deep down he did feel bad about it- It really wasn't fair. "Why must you pick the ones I always like?"

Raven smiled a little as he toyed with the mirrors on Shawn's chaps. "Maybe because I want to be more like you?"

"Oh bullshit." Mark scoffed and frowned. "You just want what I was going to get because you're jealous..."

"Okay okay! I guess you're right. I am jealous. You always get the good tail, damnit! Everyone always looks up to you, they come to you for decisions, vampires from different clans even! You can't see it in your heart to give up one warm ass just this once?"

Mark turned away from his youngest brother as he began to think. There was something about this human that he liked... Something he couldn't quite put his finger on. As the leader of one most powerful vampire clans ever, he needed to find a mate soon. It looked bad for a leader to be carrying on irresponisble actions like taking everything that walked on two legs to his bed. If he let Raven have this one, and he turned out to be the one... "Alright. You can have this one... Until the party begins-" He paused when he saw Raven about to celebrate and raised his hand to stop him before he got too overly excited. "AND you must NOT have sex. Deal?"

Raven frowned slightly. No sex? That was the one thing he needed most of all from this human... He wanted to run his tongue over that tanned skin... Make him whimper and moan for his touches. Mark was so old fashioned sometimes... "Oh, alright. No sex, and only until the start of the party..."

Mark gave a curt nod of his head. "Consider us even. I never let one of our brothers or sisters have anyone before me."

"We are..." Raven grinned watching his brother walk out the door. "Sucker." He whispered as a smile graced his lips. Sure they couldn't have sex but they could do a whole lot of other things. For starters... A little drink... Raven pulled a dagger out of his boot dragging the knife over the small cut on Shawn's cheek. "My god you bleed like no one I've ever seen..." His tongue traveled up the thin rivulets of blood slowly, enjoying the coppery taste.

Shawn moaned loudly, his eyes opening up slowly. It was so dark... It was almost as if he hadn't even open up his eyes at all. The last thing he remembered was a raven... which turned into a man.

"Hi there!" Raven grinned kissing the cut on Shawn's pretty face. "Did anyone tell you that you have delicious blood? So robust.. Full bodied... Perfect taste. Bet you're from Texas."

"Yeah... I am... Please stop licking me..." Shawn asked pushing Raven away from him gently. "It's kind of disturbing."

"Oh now... Come on. I think you like it down inside... Everyone has it no matter how much they deny it..." Raven said putting his hand by Shawn's side trapping him from moving off the chaise.

"Have what?"

Raven sat up a little to ease his knee into Shawn's groin, putting pressure on it slowly. "That little place inside your head where the wild things lurk, and lie in wait for the chance to come out and play... I happen to make a habbit of bringing them out myself..." He smirked slipping his hand beneath Shawn's diamond cut garb to brush his fingers over his nipples. "So how about you take this top off, hmm? Don't you want to play with me?"

"No! Get off of me!" He shouted kicking and struggling against the vampire above him. "Fuck you!"

"Try me fucking you for starters..." Raven growled, his voice dripping with lust. Shawn's blood went straight to his crotch, powering his desire for the man trapped beneath him. Screw Mark... He'll never know what I did; he's not that perceptive. "Come on... Come on... Relax baby... You'll like it, I promise."

"You don't even know know my name!" Shawn protested.

"Your chaps say Heartbreak Kid on them, that's good enough for me. And since you won't help I'll just have to get this off you instead." Raven's fingers began to fiddle with the buckles and the chains on Shawn's shirt eventually working it off. Mark never showed Raven how to will a person to do what ever he pleased; so he had to work for it. "So Heartbreak, you like this?" He murmured shoving his hand down the front of his pants.

Shawn gasped and wormed around underneath Raven, trying to scratch him in the face or pull his hair. Anything if it would get Raven off of him before he touched him there. For if he did, Shawn would be gone... Lost and helpless to this man's touch. His fingers were growing so close, brushing up against the band of his underwear, his fingers toying with the patch of Shawn's skin there. "Ye-yes!" He was getting arroused, it was getting way to hard to fight back... Not to mention Raven was a very handsome man. And surprisingly gentle too. A lot better than his last boyfriend whose abuse echoed in the scars and back injury he had.

"You're pretty strong there." Raven nipped at Shawn's neck, suckling softly at the nape. "And tasty. Too bad my brother wants you so badly... Every vampire at the masquerade's going to want a piece of you."

Vampire...? Shawn's heart began to beat faster than when Raven had first started to maul him. It couldn't be... Raven must have been lieling to try and scare him. But just to make sure he lifted his knee up a little to catch a glimpse of him in some of the mirrors on the side of the leg of his chaps. Nothing but darkness and his own face reflected back into Shawn's petrified crystal blue eyes. The reason for the blood licking just became clear as the day to him. He kneed Raven in the stomach, shoving him off. Raven was great, but he didn't want to become someone's dinner... He rather liked having his blood inside of him, thank you very much.

Shawn grabbed his shirt from off the ground as he started toward the door. He put it on while he ran, nearly ripping the door off of the hinges. Out in the hallway it was no brighter, being only lit by candles and the occasional oil burning lamp. The place was old: from the looks of it hardly ever cleaned. Shawn's running was kicking up dust clouds from the carpet runner.

"God damn it, Heartbreak! Get back here!"

"What, you think I'm that stupid?!" Shawn shouted behind his shoulder at his pursuer.

"No... But I think it's my time now." Mark growled reaching out from the shadows to snag the smaller man by the back of his shirt. "And I've grown tired of waiting..."

Shawn gagged slightly as he twisted around in Mark's grasp. Raven caught up with them growling loudly at his older brother. He was terrified- caught between one person whom he knew was one of the living dead... And one very tall, very creepy, maybe vampire. A strong arm wrapped around Shawn's chest, bringing him closer to the tall man. He listened closely for any sounds of a heart beat... Of course there were none. Just to make sure, he raised his leg up to see reflection in his mirrors. Of course... A vampire. He was stuck between two vampires. Just great.

"Fuck, Mark! I STILL have ten minutes left damn it! His blood is in my system, I need him... You of all people should know that!"

"Well now, you should have thought better then..." He murmured running his palm down the length Shawn's nearly bare chest and belly.

"YOU should know that I don't think when I've got someone to play with..." Raven snapped grabbing Shawn's arm and pulling.

"OW! Hey! I'm not a piece of taffy!" Shawn prostested as he was pulled toward the other man. "Or a piece of meat, you assholes!!"

Mark grabbed Shawn by the chin, tilting his face upward to look into his eyes. "You've got no say in this m'dear. And as for you, Raven... I MAY be your older brother, but I am also the leader of this clan. Therefore what I say goes. And what I say is- My time begins now. You should have been quicker, hmm?" Mark removed his brother's hand from Shawn's arm, grabbing the man by the waist to lead him downstairs.

Raven's eyes narrowed as he watched Mark take away what rightfully should have been his-at least for the night. Walking over to the balcony to watch the swirl of skirts and capes below, he gripped the rail tightly in his hands in thought. Mark was going to pay for stealing his Heartbreak; oh yes. "When the clock strikes midnight, Mark... I'm the one who'll be holding him in my arms, not you..."

TBC