Second chapters here! :D Rated M for the heated moment between Fredrick and Sonny. You've been warned, readers. Everything goes too the wonderful Richard O' Brien.
Thirds person's pov.
Sonny stretched his arms out wide in satisfaction, ushering the two out of the dining room and up the tall stairs. It had been decided at dinner that they would stay the night, since they were still getting sober and unable too drive home.
"Riff Raff, Magenta. Show our guests there rooms." Riff Raff nodded solemnly, clenching his jaw as he grabbed Melanie's arm and pulled her up the stairs with him. Magenta quickly followed, brushing back her unruly hair under her maid hat. It was just like her mother's, Magenta the first. Everything was like her mothers, except for her eyes, which were the deep black of her fathers. Sonny sighed loudly and made his way into the elevator and up too the lab too check on his creation. He was definitely his fathers son, and wanted too create his own creature. Slowly he made his way over too the old birth tank and stared lovingly at the cloth wrapped body. A loving smile came too his lips and he breathed out blissfully, kicking his leg up behind him.
"Master Sonny," A thick accented voice said and he turned around quickly, smiling as Maggie stepped into the room. She pulled off her maid hat and sat it onto the table where the documents for his creation lay and walked over too stand beside him, admiring his work.
"Hello Maggie," He turned back too his beautiful wrapped love toy and closed his eyes, leaning his head down on the side of the tank.
"My dad says you're just like your father," Maggie whispered, brushing her hands down her maids dress. Sonny pursed his lips at her comment. Of course Riff Raff would think he was just like his father, he was his fathers son. He acted almost just like him, except his was more impatient and stressful, like his mother. That caused tremendous beatings for the people that cross him.
"Of course he does."
"You're just as curious as him, and lustful." He nodded, rolling his eyes.
"Is there a reason for this conversation?" Sonny snapped, looking at her in the eyes with anger. Maggie shrugged, smirking at him.
"There's even a groupie and a male love toy now. Just like Columbia and Eddie." His eyes widened slightly at the jarring realization. It was true. The only thing that was different was that his mom lived with them, and his father's mother lived back in Transylvania. "Sound familiar, Master?"
"What are you implying, Magenta?" She shrugged, turning away from as she headed for the elevator. As she was about too step inside she turned back towards him, grinning devilishly.
"Just watch your back," She stepped into the black contraption and was gone before Sonny could call back for her.
"The fucking hell," Sonny whispered too himself, pushing himself off the tank and over too take a check at the honeymoon suite. The walls were a coal black, and dark curtains pulled around the bed in a swooping motion. Sonny rubbed his palm over the satiny sheet, smirking too himself. My black haired beauty, he thought too himself. Her hair will match the pillows and sheets. After a second he heard the elevator come back up and he quickly left the love chamber, making his way towards the black machine and stepping inside. I have some business too take care of, he thought, sweet pleasure full business.
XxX.
Freddy layed in the dusty bed in his superman boxers, small light hairs peppered down his thighs. He couldn't stop thinking of the tall heeled, makeup clad male that made him question his sexuality for the first time in his life. Maybe he was one of those hermaphrodites. He shook the thought away instantly. Then he wouldn't have had that huge dick bulging from his private area. The thought made his cock twitch, and he muffled a groan by biting his chapped lip. Stop that! You're not some fucking gay wad! With an angry sigh he punched his pillow and flipped onto his stomach, shutting his eyes tightly. Maybe sleep would help.
"Oh baby," Sonny whispered into the ear of the beefy male in front of him, a small groan escaping his lips. He needed a good fucking soon, and fast. He was willing too tie him too the bed if that was the case. Freddy groaned and opened his eyes, blinking a few times. In front of him stood the smirking prince, curly hair a mass of inky locks on his head. "Wake up."
"What!" Freddy screamed loudly, sitting up and pulling the pillow from behind him and onto his bulging manhood. His eyes were wide and piercing, trying too make the intruder leave, but Sonny just chucked. "Get out man!"
"Why should I? You seem to be really enjoying my presence." Slowly he slid onto the bed and sat across from the scared man, folding his arms over his chest.
"You're sadly mistaken. Now could you get out?" Freddy's heart pounded in his chest like a race horse, hitting sensitive spots on his ribs. What if he tried touching me again? His face flushed at the thought and his body shivered with pleasure. God, what the fuck is wrong with me?
"Oh baby, I'm never mistaken." In another second Freddy was on his back, pillow torn from his grasp as Sonny grinned, leaning his body into the other boy until there cock's touched, Freddy moaned loudly before biting his lip. I couldn't let him see that I was enjoying this. He might try something else. "See? You enjoy this foreplay." Sonny wrapped his manicured hands around his shaft and rubbed slowly upwards, and even slower downwards. Freddy bit his lip tighter and felt warmth trickle down his chin. Fucking god damn.
"Stop." He muttered helplessly, another groan escaping his lips. Sonny chuckled, leaning his lips down too suck on his earlobe. Freddy couldn't take it anymore, and grasped his shoulders, pushing him off.
"Oh wow," Sonny pouted, knees bent outwards behind him. Why was he being so difficult? He definitely was excited. "Oh come on, Fredrick, you know you want this." Freddy screeched in frustration, bringing his palm across Sonny's face quickly. A frozen silence in took the room. Sonny's face was blank, then quickly contorted into blazing rage. Who does this human think he is, hes below me. Disgusting parasite should bask in my glory for wanting too fuck his average little ass. A sick smirk rose too his face. He'll learn his place soon enough.
"Dude, I'm so sorr-" His apology was cut off by rough smooth lips crushing onto his, a tight hold planting his back tightly on the bed. Why won't this fag getting it? I'm not fucking gay, for Christs sake! A hand curved around his body and firmly grasped his ass cheek, squeezing tightly. Freddy moaned loudly into Sonny's mouth, kissing him back. What am I doing? I need too stop! Sonny smirked at the virginal male, sliding his tongue over the ripped flesh of his lip.
"Don't fight it, Fredrick." Sonny whispered breathlessly, staring down at him with emotionless green eyes. "You know you want this. Come to your fucking senses, boy." Freddy gasped as Sonny trailed kisses down his bare chest, licking both nipples before kissing down his stomach. When he reached his boxers he stopped for a moment, smiling down at the tent in his briefs, and quickly pulled them down over his ankles and onto the wooden floor.
"More." Freddy said in a breathless sultry voice, closing his eyes as Sonny bent down too give his shaft a long thorough lick. Fuck, what am I doing? This is so wrong! Stop!
"So soft," Sonny exclaimed, bending his head down too suck on the tip for a moment before pulling back up. "So sensual." Without another word he pulled the boys manhood into his mouth and went too work, rubbing his ball sack with his fingers softly. Freddy gasped loudly, moaning and groaning loudly. Shit, this is better then Melanie's blow jobs. Relaxation filled his body, pure pleasure erupting behind his closed eyelids. You know what? I can be a fag for a night. His muscles started too clench and Sonny dove up and down, further and further, making him scream loudly in pleasure. This was it. Would I cum in his mouth, or hold it in? Sonny smirked as he pulled him from his mouth and put his hand around him, pushing his nails into the flesh.
"Fuck!" Freddy screeched, emptying himself in the air around him. Semen splattered onto Sonny's face, and he chuckled, licking a drop from beside his mouth. He layed there on his back for a moment, breathing in ragged breaths as he stared up the sly curly haired magician. He has too be magic too make me feel like this. Slowly he sat up, staring up at him in awe. He couldn't tare his eyes away from his gorgeous bedroom partner. Sonny's lips were pulled into a lipstick smudged smirk, a knowing look in his eyes. "Fuck." He repeated, brushing some his sweaty coated hair back.
"I knew you enjoyed it, baby." With a clean hand he brought Freddy's lips too his, pulling his hand around Sonny's shaft. Freddy rubbed it fiercely, grinning. A new fire rose into him, burning brightly in the dark room. "Cunts." Sonny sighed out, biting his lips as Freddy held his body too his.
"Little tease," Freddy muttered, ignored the claw marks forming from Sonny's hands. Sonny felt anger pulse through him, but that only added too the pleasure. I'll teach him a lesson in the morning. A small breathless gasp left his throat as he Freddy clenched his hand around Sonny's shaft, sending him over the edge. Cum sprayed onto Freddy's face as Sonny emptied himself, leaning his face too catch his lips one last time before standing up and leaving him. Sonny's naked body shone in the moonlight as opened the bed curtains, staring back too him with a raised eyebrow.
"Bathroom's the next room down. Go clean yourself up." With that he left, winking a makeup lidded eye before walking out the door.
XxX.
"Was louder then I thought," Sonny said too himself as he soaked in the scalding tub, eyes closed as a numbness entered his body. "But I do like a vocal partner." His lips were pursed as Magenta's hands scrubbed through his scalp, relieving it from its sticky semen coating.
"Heard him from down the hall." She concluded pouring water over his head. "What about the girl?"
"Tomorrow night, I'm too tired too deal with the squealing thing." With a wave from the back of his hand she stood back away from him and smirked as he stood up, soapy suds dripping down his naked body. He held no shame in his appearance; he thought it was a gift too be flaunted. "Have you seen Janet?" Magenta nodded, drying off her hands with a red towel.
"Out drinking again." Sonny rolled his eyes, feeling a small tinge of loneliness before brushing it away. It was only in her nature, she wasn't the motherly type. Slowly he sauntered over too the large mirror and looked at himself, biting his lips roughly. The foamy green eyes of his father looked blankly back at him, and the mass of curls were struck straight with water. He had his mothers ears, but that was it. Everything screeched Furter. He turned away without a word, grabbing a towel from the stand and wrapping it around himself. "Will you need help?"
"Not tonight Magenta, you are dismissed." Quickly the tall red head scurried out, leaving the prince too his inner thoughts. He dried himself off and pulled his hair back into a tight pony tail, swiftly walking into the next room where his bedroom sat. Sonny pulled the covers off and slid in, moaning at the sensation the covers brought. Straight from Transylvania, the pleasure line. Vaguely he thought of waking Fredrick back up and having another round, but thought better of it. If they were going too start preparations for the party tomorrow, he had too be refreshed. After another deep breath he fell into darkness, dreaming of the moon drenched shores of Transylvania.
I am really digging this story. Hopefully it wasn't too graphic for my ladies and gentlemen! Well, you were warned. Expect more updates soon. Take care my lovely readers. Review, everything counts!
-Mk.