Masquerade
Rating: R
Genre: Romance
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
Thanks for reviewing me guys! I'm glad that you like this story :) ))
"Are you hungry?" Mark asked as he lead Shawn over to the table. Of course Mark's particular clan did not consume mortal food, but in order to keep their mortal guests oblivious to what they truely are, they had to have it out.
Shawn placed a hand to his bare belly. He was indeed hungry... The wonderful scent drifting off the food was so intoxicating he could barely stand to not grab anything. But he had good judgement... The stuff may be laced with something. "No. I'm alright." That was another lie; who would be okay being trapped in a room full of strange people? Especially when one of them happened to be a towering seven feet tall.
"Very well then. Shall we dance then?"
Shawn quickly cast his eyes downward. He didn't want to look into those pale eyes of his. They terrified him; it was like staring into the eyes of a hungry wolf. "Yes..." He finally murmured as Mark guided him to the ballroom floor. The leather of his glove rubbed gently against Shawn's barely covered back as Mark's hand ghosted about his skin while they moved together. He winced a little when the fingers came across his scar.
"Something wrong?" He whispered watching Shawn's reaction as he lifted his fingers from that spot on his lower back.
"I... I just had surgery there recently."
"What happened?"
"I don't want to talk about it, please..." Shawn turned his head completely away from Mark, concentrating on the black streamers hanging from the large dome above. He let the taller man move them around the floor, leaning against him for support at times. After the accident and the surgery, Shawn's body was left rather weak; at least for the time being.
Mark decided against saying anything else. Shawn's demeanor changed so instantly with just the mention of it. "Ah, so I see. Mystery becomes you." He watched Shawn smile at that a little, deciding that he liked it alot. "I like to see you smile. It's the first time I've seen you do so all night."
"Well I guess I'm starting to relax a little. This party's a nice change of pace from the clubs downtown. There's no bumping and grinding, people virtually fucking on the floor with each other... People are actually dancing, dancing."
"You're an old fashioned kind of man aren't you?" Mark asked in an amused manner as he brushed his thumb across Shawn's bottom lip.
Shawn found himself blushing again and nodded. "Yeah... I guess I am. Never would have expected it, but seeing everyone like this... In these costumes... It's really romantic. I like it. And you're a really good dancer."
"I've been doing it for sometime now." Mark grinned reaching down to capture his lips in gentle kiss. He felt the body beneath him freeze slightly in what he assumed was surprise. But soon Shawn had loosened up, and was even kissing him back a little.
Everything seemed too magical to be real in Shawn's mind. This dance, the kiss, even the people dancing around them all seemed almost too good to be true.
Mark broke the kiss after a few moments. "Did you enjoy that?" He asked softly.
"Mmhm..." Shawn smiled again. "Can I get some air please?"
"Of course. There's the doors to the balcony." Mark indicated to the back of the room where two large and ornate doors were. "Don't be long now..."
"I won't." Shawn walked toward the exit, slipping out into the cool night air. "Oh god..." He sighed letting the air pass through his lips. He rubbed his forhead, leaning against the cold stone. "What a kiss..." He had never had a kiss that wonderful before; especially since it was so gentle.
"I always was told he was a great kisser."
Shawn jumped nearly falling to the ground in surprise. Raven was sitting on the rail of the balcony, starring off into the dark sky.
"How long he stays with them after is all up to how good they are."
"What are you talking about?" Shawn asked as he stepped back.
"Oh don't play stupid. You know as much as I know that he's just going to play you like a fiddle. Leave you after one night! That's the kind of man he is..."
"I doubt that..." Shawn murmured as he walked over to the railing. "I really do..."
Raven's arms wrapped around Shawn's waist, pulling him against his chest tightly. "You're so trusting Heartbreak."
"Please let me go..." Shawn whispered twisting around in Raven's grasp. Why is everyone here so god damn horny?! Or is it just me and these great winning looks that have got me nothing but trouble lately... Shawn thought bitterly as he began to struggle violently.
Raven got an elbow in the face making him release his hold. He craddled his face checking his hands to make sure that no blood had come out. That truely would freak Shawn out if he hadn't figured it out already-- Which he probably hadn't. Now a days, mortals were more stubborn in their belief over what is real and what they think is not. No blood appeared on Raven's skin, but now he was slightly aggrivated with Shawn. "That wasn't very nice..."
"Niether was pouncing on me earlier in that room." He protested as he was backed up against the railing. "Come on now! I don't get why you're so adiment about having me of all people. It just doesn't make sense considering that there are plenty of others out there that are just as attractive as
me."
"No. See, I put my sights on you. Just you. Therefore you-"
"I should what?!" Shawn asked the anger in his voice rising as he pushed Raven away from him. "Lay down on all fours and raise my ass in the air for you?! Well pal, that's not how it's going to work, okay? I'm sick and tired of guys like you trying to assert their dominance over me!"
Raven's eyes widdened slightly as Shawn shouted at him. No one ever attempted to stick up for themselves when going up against him before... "You're fiesty, you know that?"
"I suppose I'm a lot of things, but I don't want to here any of them come from your mouth." Shawn hissed softly as he started for the door. His heart was beating loudly- from what he didn't know. It could have been from alot of things- But mostly it was from the first time sticking up for himself since before he had been with Bret. He was finally starting to get back to himself again... Bret had really done a number on his pysche by time Shawn had gotten the courage to escape.
"Ow... Harsh words... I can't believe they came from your sweet little mouth, Heartbreak."
"Shut up!" Shawn shouted cupping his ears tightly.
Raven pulled Shawn against him again, flush against his chest. He pulled his arms down to his sides, holding them down forcefully. "Nope, I'm not going to shut up. And you know what, you can't really do anything to fight back either." Raven leaned over to brush his fangs against the smooth skin of Shawn's graceful neck. He wasn't really hungry at the moment, but he longed to just have one thing, ESPECIALLY this thing, that was better than what Mark had ever brought to bed. Shawn would be a prize, and give him bragging rights for the next three or four centuries. He knew Mark was looking for a mate, but he couldn't be that interested in this particular mortal... Mark was a very political man. If he was searching for a mate; he'd have his sights set on someone who could some how benefit the clan. Shawn was pretty to look at and he'd make a nice thing to stare at while attending parties, but other than that... What else was there? He had alot to offer Raven, however. His hands reached back and gripped Shawn's buttocks tightly.
Shawn tried to pull Raven's hands from his backside. "Stop this please! You're acting like him!" He cried desperately. Painful memories came back to him at such an alarming rate he would have fallen over from a head rush if Raven wasn't holding him.
"...What?" Raven asked quitely as he pulled back from Shawn a little. He looked into the crystal blue eyes, wrinkling his brow. He couldn't read people as well as Mark could, but the pain he saw refecting back into his own was enough to make him stop his pursuit for a bit. He didn't want to press into his life, since it seemed to be pretty damn painful... Instead he hugged Shawn close to him. "I'm sorry. I won't force myself on you anymore..."
"Really?" Shawn asked as he stiffened a little in Raven's arms.
"Mmhmm. I swear it."
Raven sighed a little. He did not want to do what he had to, but there was just no other way. He wanted Shawn to be happy, and it was quite obvious that he wasn't. It would be better if this whole night had never happened. "Let me kiss you." He whispered against Shawn's temple. "Please..."
"Well... Alright. One kiss." Shawn said craning his head upwards. Raven's lips met his in a soft kiss, his hands shifting through Shawn's long dirty blonde hair. Shawn's eyes fluttered shut after a few seconds; his body weakening. "What did you do to me..." He grabbed onto Raven's leather vest to keep from falling to the ground.
"Sh, just fall asleep." Raven reached down to pick up Shawn. "In the morning when you wake, you'll remember you went to a party, but decided to go home halfway there. You weren't feeling well." He watched Shawn's eyes finally shut, and let out a small sigh. "I really liked you too." He stepped up onto the balcony's railing, leaping up into the air.
Raven flew up and above the clouds to prevent being seen by anyone in the city's streets below. "Fuck... I forgot to ask where you lived." He muttered as he shifted Shawn from his arms to over his shoulder to rummage through his pocket. He pulled out his wallet, looking at Shawn's driver's license. "Maybe I'll keep this. As a reminder of ya, Shawn." Raven grinned turning his head to kiss the side of Shawn's hip. He spotted Shawn's building up ahead, flying over to an open window. "Gee, I hope that this one's yours." He climbed inside and looked at a picture frame that was idly sitting on the side table. It was indeed of Shawn, and other man. A blonde one whom was a little bit shorter than him. "Gee, I can sure pick im' right?"
He lay Shawn down on the bed, taking his shirt, chaps, and boots. Raven kissed him on the forhead, on the lips, and down the neck. "You're so sexy, I wish I could have made you my mate. We could have had a lot of fun. It's just better this way, ya know? I don't know what happened to you but obviously you're not ready for a relationship- Or life in a prominent vampire clan for that matter..." He didn't stop the kissing, laying warm kisses down his body. "God, you taste so good. I need you so badly... Your blood is in my body." He grabbed Shawn's shapely buttocks and squeezed tightly.
"Bret... Stop it, Bret..." Shawn whispered as he started to move around.
"God!" Raven hissed wrenching his body from Shawn."Fuck... Being noble is so hard... Looks like I'll just have to quench my thirst some place else. Bye baby." Raven pulled the blanket around Shawn's body.
"Shawn?"
Raven quickly hid in the open closet as the door to the room opened slowly. Light from the hallway pooled in as the man from the picture slowly stepped in. He had long, blonde hair, with a curvy body. He wore a tee shirt which had the words 'Sexy Beast' written on it that came to just past his upper thigh.
"Chris...?" Shawn murmured softly as he rubbed his eyes.
Chris sat down on the bed next to him and kissed his cheek. "So how was the party?"
"Mmph. Didn't go. Got about half way there before I started to feel kinda sick. So I came back."
"Aw, that's a shame! I know you were looking forward to going..."
"It's okay." Shawn said with a smile as he pulled Chris down to a laying position beside him. "There'll be others, I'm sure. Did you have fun with Christian and Adam?"
"Oh it was alright... Kind of feel like a third wheel with them- Since I don't have a boyfriend of my own to bring with me on our little outings."
"Join the club." Shawn pulled a blanket up around them both. "Speaking of which... I had another dream."
"Oh god Shawn, again?"
"Yeah... This time it felt so freaken' real. I could have sworn that I felt his lips on me this time..."
Chris cuddled against Shawn's side. "He's gone. He'll never be back again. How's the lower back?"
"Hurts. I can't believe that bastard would do that to me. Why would someone do something that... that... fuck. I don't know... G'night Chris. I've got physical therapy in the morning."
"Night, Shawn."
Raven waited for a few minutes until he heard the sounds of sleep coming from the bed. What happened to you, Shawn? Raven thought as he watched them for a few minutes. Forget about it Raven... Just leave him be. He turned away from Shawn and Chris, turning into a raven to fly back to Arkenstone.
~
My little brother how you'll pay... Mark thought as he scanned the night sky for his brother's return. My, my... How you'll pay. Why would you go so far as to steal what I wanted right from under my nose. You'd better have one hell of a good reason for this...
TBC
Rating: R
Genre: Romance
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
Thanks for reviewing me guys! I'm glad that you like this story :) ))
"Are you hungry?" Mark asked as he lead Shawn over to the table. Of course Mark's particular clan did not consume mortal food, but in order to keep their mortal guests oblivious to what they truely are, they had to have it out.
Shawn placed a hand to his bare belly. He was indeed hungry... The wonderful scent drifting off the food was so intoxicating he could barely stand to not grab anything. But he had good judgement... The stuff may be laced with something. "No. I'm alright." That was another lie; who would be okay being trapped in a room full of strange people? Especially when one of them happened to be a towering seven feet tall.
"Very well then. Shall we dance then?"
Shawn quickly cast his eyes downward. He didn't want to look into those pale eyes of his. They terrified him; it was like staring into the eyes of a hungry wolf. "Yes..." He finally murmured as Mark guided him to the ballroom floor. The leather of his glove rubbed gently against Shawn's barely covered back as Mark's hand ghosted about his skin while they moved together. He winced a little when the fingers came across his scar.
"Something wrong?" He whispered watching Shawn's reaction as he lifted his fingers from that spot on his lower back.
"I... I just had surgery there recently."
"What happened?"
"I don't want to talk about it, please..." Shawn turned his head completely away from Mark, concentrating on the black streamers hanging from the large dome above. He let the taller man move them around the floor, leaning against him for support at times. After the accident and the surgery, Shawn's body was left rather weak; at least for the time being.
Mark decided against saying anything else. Shawn's demeanor changed so instantly with just the mention of it. "Ah, so I see. Mystery becomes you." He watched Shawn smile at that a little, deciding that he liked it alot. "I like to see you smile. It's the first time I've seen you do so all night."
"Well I guess I'm starting to relax a little. This party's a nice change of pace from the clubs downtown. There's no bumping and grinding, people virtually fucking on the floor with each other... People are actually dancing, dancing."
"You're an old fashioned kind of man aren't you?" Mark asked in an amused manner as he brushed his thumb across Shawn's bottom lip.
Shawn found himself blushing again and nodded. "Yeah... I guess I am. Never would have expected it, but seeing everyone like this... In these costumes... It's really romantic. I like it. And you're a really good dancer."
"I've been doing it for sometime now." Mark grinned reaching down to capture his lips in gentle kiss. He felt the body beneath him freeze slightly in what he assumed was surprise. But soon Shawn had loosened up, and was even kissing him back a little.
Everything seemed too magical to be real in Shawn's mind. This dance, the kiss, even the people dancing around them all seemed almost too good to be true.
Mark broke the kiss after a few moments. "Did you enjoy that?" He asked softly.
"Mmhm..." Shawn smiled again. "Can I get some air please?"
"Of course. There's the doors to the balcony." Mark indicated to the back of the room where two large and ornate doors were. "Don't be long now..."
"I won't." Shawn walked toward the exit, slipping out into the cool night air. "Oh god..." He sighed letting the air pass through his lips. He rubbed his forhead, leaning against the cold stone. "What a kiss..." He had never had a kiss that wonderful before; especially since it was so gentle.
"I always was told he was a great kisser."
Shawn jumped nearly falling to the ground in surprise. Raven was sitting on the rail of the balcony, starring off into the dark sky.
"How long he stays with them after is all up to how good they are."
"What are you talking about?" Shawn asked as he stepped back.
"Oh don't play stupid. You know as much as I know that he's just going to play you like a fiddle. Leave you after one night! That's the kind of man he is..."
"I doubt that..." Shawn murmured as he walked over to the railing. "I really do..."
Raven's arms wrapped around Shawn's waist, pulling him against his chest tightly. "You're so trusting Heartbreak."
"Please let me go..." Shawn whispered twisting around in Raven's grasp. Why is everyone here so god damn horny?! Or is it just me and these great winning looks that have got me nothing but trouble lately... Shawn thought bitterly as he began to struggle violently.
Raven got an elbow in the face making him release his hold. He craddled his face checking his hands to make sure that no blood had come out. That truely would freak Shawn out if he hadn't figured it out already-- Which he probably hadn't. Now a days, mortals were more stubborn in their belief over what is real and what they think is not. No blood appeared on Raven's skin, but now he was slightly aggrivated with Shawn. "That wasn't very nice..."
"Niether was pouncing on me earlier in that room." He protested as he was backed up against the railing. "Come on now! I don't get why you're so adiment about having me of all people. It just doesn't make sense considering that there are plenty of others out there that are just as attractive as
me."
"No. See, I put my sights on you. Just you. Therefore you-"
"I should what?!" Shawn asked the anger in his voice rising as he pushed Raven away from him. "Lay down on all fours and raise my ass in the air for you?! Well pal, that's not how it's going to work, okay? I'm sick and tired of guys like you trying to assert their dominance over me!"
Raven's eyes widdened slightly as Shawn shouted at him. No one ever attempted to stick up for themselves when going up against him before... "You're fiesty, you know that?"
"I suppose I'm a lot of things, but I don't want to here any of them come from your mouth." Shawn hissed softly as he started for the door. His heart was beating loudly- from what he didn't know. It could have been from alot of things- But mostly it was from the first time sticking up for himself since before he had been with Bret. He was finally starting to get back to himself again... Bret had really done a number on his pysche by time Shawn had gotten the courage to escape.
"Ow... Harsh words... I can't believe they came from your sweet little mouth, Heartbreak."
"Shut up!" Shawn shouted cupping his ears tightly.
Raven pulled Shawn against him again, flush against his chest. He pulled his arms down to his sides, holding them down forcefully. "Nope, I'm not going to shut up. And you know what, you can't really do anything to fight back either." Raven leaned over to brush his fangs against the smooth skin of Shawn's graceful neck. He wasn't really hungry at the moment, but he longed to just have one thing, ESPECIALLY this thing, that was better than what Mark had ever brought to bed. Shawn would be a prize, and give him bragging rights for the next three or four centuries. He knew Mark was looking for a mate, but he couldn't be that interested in this particular mortal... Mark was a very political man. If he was searching for a mate; he'd have his sights set on someone who could some how benefit the clan. Shawn was pretty to look at and he'd make a nice thing to stare at while attending parties, but other than that... What else was there? He had alot to offer Raven, however. His hands reached back and gripped Shawn's buttocks tightly.
Shawn tried to pull Raven's hands from his backside. "Stop this please! You're acting like him!" He cried desperately. Painful memories came back to him at such an alarming rate he would have fallen over from a head rush if Raven wasn't holding him.
"...What?" Raven asked quitely as he pulled back from Shawn a little. He looked into the crystal blue eyes, wrinkling his brow. He couldn't read people as well as Mark could, but the pain he saw refecting back into his own was enough to make him stop his pursuit for a bit. He didn't want to press into his life, since it seemed to be pretty damn painful... Instead he hugged Shawn close to him. "I'm sorry. I won't force myself on you anymore..."
"Really?" Shawn asked as he stiffened a little in Raven's arms.
"Mmhmm. I swear it."
Raven sighed a little. He did not want to do what he had to, but there was just no other way. He wanted Shawn to be happy, and it was quite obvious that he wasn't. It would be better if this whole night had never happened. "Let me kiss you." He whispered against Shawn's temple. "Please..."
"Well... Alright. One kiss." Shawn said craning his head upwards. Raven's lips met his in a soft kiss, his hands shifting through Shawn's long dirty blonde hair. Shawn's eyes fluttered shut after a few seconds; his body weakening. "What did you do to me..." He grabbed onto Raven's leather vest to keep from falling to the ground.
"Sh, just fall asleep." Raven reached down to pick up Shawn. "In the morning when you wake, you'll remember you went to a party, but decided to go home halfway there. You weren't feeling well." He watched Shawn's eyes finally shut, and let out a small sigh. "I really liked you too." He stepped up onto the balcony's railing, leaping up into the air.
Raven flew up and above the clouds to prevent being seen by anyone in the city's streets below. "Fuck... I forgot to ask where you lived." He muttered as he shifted Shawn from his arms to over his shoulder to rummage through his pocket. He pulled out his wallet, looking at Shawn's driver's license. "Maybe I'll keep this. As a reminder of ya, Shawn." Raven grinned turning his head to kiss the side of Shawn's hip. He spotted Shawn's building up ahead, flying over to an open window. "Gee, I hope that this one's yours." He climbed inside and looked at a picture frame that was idly sitting on the side table. It was indeed of Shawn, and other man. A blonde one whom was a little bit shorter than him. "Gee, I can sure pick im' right?"
He lay Shawn down on the bed, taking his shirt, chaps, and boots. Raven kissed him on the forhead, on the lips, and down the neck. "You're so sexy, I wish I could have made you my mate. We could have had a lot of fun. It's just better this way, ya know? I don't know what happened to you but obviously you're not ready for a relationship- Or life in a prominent vampire clan for that matter..." He didn't stop the kissing, laying warm kisses down his body. "God, you taste so good. I need you so badly... Your blood is in my body." He grabbed Shawn's shapely buttocks and squeezed tightly.
"Bret... Stop it, Bret..." Shawn whispered as he started to move around.
"God!" Raven hissed wrenching his body from Shawn."Fuck... Being noble is so hard... Looks like I'll just have to quench my thirst some place else. Bye baby." Raven pulled the blanket around Shawn's body.
"Shawn?"
Raven quickly hid in the open closet as the door to the room opened slowly. Light from the hallway pooled in as the man from the picture slowly stepped in. He had long, blonde hair, with a curvy body. He wore a tee shirt which had the words 'Sexy Beast' written on it that came to just past his upper thigh.
"Chris...?" Shawn murmured softly as he rubbed his eyes.
Chris sat down on the bed next to him and kissed his cheek. "So how was the party?"
"Mmph. Didn't go. Got about half way there before I started to feel kinda sick. So I came back."
"Aw, that's a shame! I know you were looking forward to going..."
"It's okay." Shawn said with a smile as he pulled Chris down to a laying position beside him. "There'll be others, I'm sure. Did you have fun with Christian and Adam?"
"Oh it was alright... Kind of feel like a third wheel with them- Since I don't have a boyfriend of my own to bring with me on our little outings."
"Join the club." Shawn pulled a blanket up around them both. "Speaking of which... I had another dream."
"Oh god Shawn, again?"
"Yeah... This time it felt so freaken' real. I could have sworn that I felt his lips on me this time..."
Chris cuddled against Shawn's side. "He's gone. He'll never be back again. How's the lower back?"
"Hurts. I can't believe that bastard would do that to me. Why would someone do something that... that... fuck. I don't know... G'night Chris. I've got physical therapy in the morning."
"Night, Shawn."
Raven waited for a few minutes until he heard the sounds of sleep coming from the bed. What happened to you, Shawn? Raven thought as he watched them for a few minutes. Forget about it Raven... Just leave him be. He turned away from Shawn and Chris, turning into a raven to fly back to Arkenstone.
~
My little brother how you'll pay... Mark thought as he scanned the night sky for his brother's return. My, my... How you'll pay. Why would you go so far as to steal what I wanted right from under my nose. You'd better have one hell of a good reason for this...
TBC
