Edgar -Part 5-
I watch as the fire grows bigger, the room finally warm. I take off my blanket and look around. 'I wonder where he could be?' I manage to pull myself up with more ease, my muscles finally relaxing after a good nights sleep. I cant remember the last time I slept through the night. "I'm tired of staying inside. I don't think it will be a problem if I just stepped out for a few." I pull my boots and coat on and head outside. The air still smells like rain. 'I wonder how much more of this we're gonna get? I slowly make my way ro the woods. I can hear running water and within minutes, come across a small stream. It all smells so clean. I kneal down to the water, and plunge my whole head in. After a few seconds I pull my head up, throwing my hair back, my bald side exposed. I reach up and lightly touch my scalp. The once soft skin, now branded forever with the words, 'Hans Freak Show'. His sick way of advertising. The burns are finally scabbing over. I kneal down again and take a drink, then sit back on my heals and just look around, The sound of a light wind and the chirping of birds, fills the air. I lay back into the damp grass, enjoying the cool feeling agaisnt my scalp. 'Why my head? The one place I can't hide anything!' I allow myself to drift off slightly. As I enjoy the warmth of the sun on my face, I hear the sound of a horse, coming up to me, fast. I panic and run into the woods, back towards the cottage. As I emerge fom the trees I can hear Victor yelling my name. 'Oh God, I wasn't supposed to leave. What is he going to do to me? I gotta get out of here.' As I turn to go back I see Vivtor in the doorway.
"Edgar! What the fuck do you think you are doing out here?!"
I stop dead in my tracks. I'f I run, I have a fealing that it would only make things worse for me. " I just went for a little walk, I needed some fresh air, thats all." I smile up at him. "Or is your PROPERTY, not allowed outside?!"
"Not without his leash." That cold tone told me that he wasn't in a joking kind of mood. My smile quickly fades as he approaches me. His face is full of rage. I know that look all too well, I disobeyed, now I had to be punished. I braced myself, not know what I needed to prepare for. I look to the ground, I can feel him in front of me, his smell fills my nose, making my heart race. 'Just wait for it to be over, just like all the other times.' I can see him raise his arm as I watch his shadow. I close my eyes. I feel his hand gently touch my scalp. In all the excitment, I had forgoten to cover it. His finger tips gently caressing my burns. I feel so relaxed when he touches me. I fill his hand on my chin, as he lifts my head up to meet his gaze.
"Open your eyes, I want you to look at me." I do as i'm told. The stern, cold, anger now gone from his face. The warmness back in his smile as he looks at me. "Why do you wear your hair that way?" He repeats his question from the night before. The same cockiness back in his voice, as if he had know all along why, and just wanted to make me say it. He seemed to be making me do alot of things, like come running back when master came calling. And as much as I hated him for it, I wanted him to know everything, every dark detail behind my scars.
"To hide this." I sink my head down, fighting back the tears now building up inside. I don't want him to see me cry again.
"And why do you hide this?" He pushes my hair back to see the entire brand. My constant reminder of something I desperatly wanted to forget.
"BECAUSE I HATE IT!" I can't hold back anymore as I scream at Victor, pushing him away from me, tears now streaming down my face. "I FUCKING HATE IT!" I pull my hair back over my burns. "Just like I hate the ones on my face, and the ones on my neck, back, chest, arms, legs, and every other part of my disgusting body!" I am suddenly in his arms, his face so close to mine that our noses almost touch.
"You are NOT disgusting, do you understand me?" His voice has a slight tremble as he speaks to me. His voice low and soothing. "You are an beautiful creature. You are a rare treasure only a fool would give up." He gently puts his hand around the back of my neck, he runs his index finger across a rather painfull scab, causing me to twitch. He stares into my eyes. "You have the most exquisite eyes. I've never seen anything more amazing." I can fill my cheeks getting hot as I blush.
He gently guides me back inside, bringing me to the fire. "Take off your clothes."
"Wh-what? Why?" I ask nervously.
"Because your soaking wet. Do you want to get sick?"
"Well, no, bu-"
"Then hurry up and take them off and get in front of the fire." He pours himself a drink, lights a cigarette, and sits in his chair watching me.
"Do you mind? I'd rather you didn't look at my-"
"Your what, scars? Your wounds? Your cock? It's nothing I havn't already seen. Remember, you came knocking on my door completly naked." That sick smile is back on his face as I slowly start to take off my wet clothes. A sign that he has gotten his way again. I turn my back to him as I take off my shirt, being sure to keep my shaved side hidden. I can feel him scan my body as I add the shirt to the pile. "Turn around." I turn to find him standing up. "How are you feeling?"
"Sore, but better."
"Good. I want you to be better." He gently caresses my cheek. He begins to circle me, examining me. When he gets behind me he places both hands on my shoulders, I shiver as I feel his lips brush agaisnt my skin. He pushes my hair aside and gently kisses my neck. He presses himself against me. I can feel the warmth of his chest against my back as he wraps his arm around me. He kisses my ear as he begins to indo my pants. "Let me help you." I can only stand there as he finishes undressing me. 'How the fuck does he keep doing this to me? Fucking vampires and their mind tricks.' He kisses my back, his lips gently caressing each scar and scab he comes to. When he reaches my hips he pulls my pants and boots off. I want to cover myself but, I know that will only make him angry. 'Why do I suddenly care about upsetting him?' His hands slowly glide back up my legs as he kneels behind me. I fill his lips on my ass and jump, finally managing to pull myself away from his exploring.
"Victor!" He simply stares at me from his kneeling positon.
"Come back. You should really stand by the fire." He pats the ground next to him and I sit, like a good dog,'bastard' I think to myself as I stare into the fire. I feel his eyes on me but don't look. 'Just cause I sat down, doesn't meen I have to look at you.' His arm is around me again as he pulls me close. I can't help myself as I scoot closer. "Look at me." I look up at him. I can see desire in his eyes. Before I can do anything, his lips are on mine, and I like it. I put my hand in his hair as he pulls me closer, a firm grip on my ass. I open my mouth to let his tounge meet mine. He tastes so sweet. Suddenly I feel my self being pulled up onto his lap untill I am stradling his hips. I can feel his buldge againt my ass, as he begins to kiss my neck again. He has a firm grip on both cheeks now as he grinds my hips agaisnt his. My cock begins to ache as he nibbles at my neck, his fangs now protruding against my skin. I can fill the tension as he fights the urge to sink his teeth into my flesh. In a flash my mind is in a daze as he wraps his fingers against my cock. He gently strokes my shaft as I begin moan, his muscles tensing as he fights the urge to bite.
"Do it!" I beg, "Please, bite me!"
"I-I can't," He stamers.
"Please Victor, stop teasing, I want you."
"NO!" He jumps up, throwing me to the floor. "No! I can't, not like this. I wont force you to want me." He turns and rushes out of the door. My mind suddenly comes back to me as his smell leaves the room. 'What the fuck just happened?I pull my knees to my chest as I turn back to the fire. The room suddenly cold without him. My skin still tingling from his touch, and aching for more.
