AN: Finally got inspired to write a second part, and holy cow that 50 shades commercial they did really helped the muse, if it had just been Raphael and Simon, I would've been just fine. Also I took out the smut part because I don't want to violate the rules on this site. I have this up on under my nam christinawithav
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Ask a vampire if they had a favorite thing about being one and you'd get multiple answers.
A majority would instantly answer that they loved the super-fast speed, doing encanto, and that they loved the night.
Then there were the others that would answer they loved the blood drinking, having power over people.
Using vampire speed Raphael quickly reached the City of Bones along with Lily and Elliott, his two most trusted friends.
Using the entrance designated for downworlders they were able to enter undetected.
Foolish Shadowhunters thinking they couldn't be outsmarted.
They soon found the Shadowhunters by the entrance to the domain of the silent brothers.
Then Raphael's zeroed in on Simon, dios he was still as beautiful as he'd been that night.
Focus Raphael, he told himself.
The blond Shadowhunter Jace, took Clary by the hand and led her inside.
To Raphael's shock the female Shadowhunter in leather took Simon by the shoulders and led him away.
Raphael's instincts were screaming to rip her apart, but he did his best to suppress them.
The woman led Simon to an appalling looking can that was parked at the edge of the city.
He turned to Lily and Elliott, "Create a diversion to lure the female away."
They nodded and moved a few feet away, and then snapped some twigs, the noise was enough to get the girl to leave Simon alone.
Raphael stepped out into the moonlight revealing himself before Simon could get in the van.
Simon blinked and shock came to his face, "Raphael?"
"Yes my pretty one."
"But how are you here...?"
He trailed off and his eyes widened in shock as Raphael came toward him using his vampire ability.
They were then face to face, "How?" Simon whispered. Then was cut off as Raphael kissed him.
Oh how Raphael wished he didn't have to do what came next, how he had missed the sweetness that was Simon.
Reluctantly Raphael broke the kiss, "I'm sorry I have to do what I came for," He looked deep into Simon's eyes.
"I need you to fall asleep until I need you to wake up."
Simon's eyes closed before it could register to him to protest and Raphael gently put him over his shoulders.
****
After they made themselves known to the Shadowhunters and Raphael showed them an unconscious Simon held securely over his shoulders, they quickly made their way back to the Dumort.
Elliott and Lily went to inform Camille of their return and Raphael gently laid Simon on the couch in the ballroom.
He sighed, he couldn't put this off forever and gently knelt next to Simon. He whispered into his ear, "Awaken."
Simon opened his eyes and they briefly held calm and then everything clicked into place.
Raphael felt pain as terror came and knowing he would be part of the reason.
"What's going on? Why am I here?"
"I'm sorry, Simon, but our leader ordered you brought here."
Simon was walking around all over the place.
"I really hate fidgeting," Raphael made his voice stern hoping it would get him to sit down.
"Just looking," Simon replied quickly.
"For a way out," Raphael replied knowingly, "There isn't one."
He saw Simon grab a knife out of the case but was able to dodge.
"Quite a wildcat, I must admit this side of you is sexy," Raphael purred.
"How did you do that? First at the city of Bones and just now?"
"I'm a vampire," Raphael showed his fangs as proof.
Simon went pale, "You're a hostage, so you need to accept it and make it easier on yourself."
A look of hope came on Simon's face, "hostage? That means you won't kill me right?"
"Won't kill you? Who said that?" Raphael tried not to flinch as Camille sauntered into the room wearing a blue-blackish colored dress, with a skit that revealed her leg.
One of her favorites to seduce prey with.
"Raphael," She said sternly.
Raphael hoped Simon would realize she was bad news and try not to do anything to provoke her anger.
Raphael was relieved when Camille snapped her fingers and made Simon freeze, his pacing and chattering made Raphael feel like jumping somewhere.
"Thank you the living are so exhausting."
Camille smirked, "This one may prove useful."
"I don't know," Raphael replied doubtfully, "I still think breaking the accords wasn't such a good idea...if you forgive me for saying."
"I forgive you," Camille replied sternly, "But I don't agree."
She made Simon unfreeze, "Leave us, "She ordered, "Hopefully he tells us everything quickly and once I get what I want, you can have another go at him."
Camille smirked as Raphael tried to remain blank, "Your scent still lingers on him and he on you."
Her eyes narrowed, "Now go."
Raphael knew he had no choice and he made sure not to look at Simon, he couldn't bear to see the fear that was there.
His rapid heartbeat was painful enough to hear.
***
Raphael went to get some blood from the kitchen to replenish himself and then returned to his quarters to wait for Camille to summon him next.
Being surrounded by the familiar surroundings of his room, the mahogany bed, the light blue carpeting, the blinds, none of that did anything to make him feel better.
It was an hour and a half later when Camille came, dragging Simon by her grip on his upper arm.
She did not look happy.
"He's useless, Fairchild's memories were wiped by Magnus Bane."
She spat out her ex lover's name with contempt and Raphael wisely kept silent.
She let go of Simon and pushed him toward Raphael, Simon swayed and Raphael gently held him steady.
"Clary and her Shadowhunter friends will no doubt be here soon and we need to get ready, I'll handle that, in the meantime he's yours."
Camille winked and actually looked a bit more cheerful and then left.
Raphael sat Simon in a chair and saw the bite marks on his neck, "Those will heal by morning."
"I don't feel right," Simon sounded shaky.
"I'll get you something," Raphael called Stan to bring him the energy drink a warlock had created.
Camille and some other vampires liked to sometimes keep humans as subjugates, captives who were kept in a spell like, slavish state so they could be used as a constant blood source.
It was against the accords.
Stan brought the drink and after he left Raphael gave it to Simon.
After a few minutes Simon's color returned and so did his strength, he soon started pacing.
"I'm going to die, why you don't all just admit it."
Raphael gently grabbed Simon from behind, wrapping his arms around his waist, and gently pulling him against his body.
"No you won't, your redhead and her Shadowhunter friend will soon be here, likely just before sunrise, they'll rescue you."
Raphael didn't need vampire senses to smell the doubt radiating from Simon, "I won't let them kill you, because I was wrong for my part in this, for letting Camille get away with everything for so long."
Slowly Simon seemed to calm down as they stood pressed against each other, then Raphael could smell the desire slowly forming inside the mundane.
He could tell Simon hated himself for feeling that way, Raphael should be strong and leave him be.
But how he had longed for this sweet human.
They had time before the battle would begin and Raphael Santiago intended to take full advantage of that.
Raphael gently began kissing Simon's neck and he shuddered and gasped.
"Raph...Raphael what are you doing?"
"It should be obvious Simon, if you don't want this, tell me and I'll stop, I'll leave and you can stay here undisturbed until your friends get here."
Simon was breathing hard, his desire was evident in it and in his scent and then he seemed to make his decision as he turned his head to face Raphael and kissed him.
Raphael's own desire hit him hard and he wasn't about to fight it any longer.
He wanted to kiss those soft lips forever but he remembered Simon was human and unfortunately needed to breathe.
After catching his breath Simon asked, "How do I know what I'm feeling is real, that you're not doing a vampire trick?"
"Remember when you were in the room with Camille and when she held your gaze?"
"It's like you're there but you can't fight it," Simon replied.
"It's called encanto and I promise I'm not using it on you."
"You won't..." Simon trailed off hesitantly.
"I promise not to drink your blood."
Simon finally seemed to relax and Raphael began kissing his neck gently and slid his hands underneath Simon's shirt.
Simon moaned as Raphael hands moved over his skin, "I loved your hands, so strong, knowing what to do."
"Loved huh? Well let me see if I can rekindle those feelings," Raphael told him with a huge grin.
Raphael's fingers gently stroked Simon's nipples and Simon moaned.
Raphael pressed his lower body against Simon's, "Feel what you do to me?"
Simon nodded and Raphael backed them toward his bed and removing his hands from Simon's shirt, gently threw him on it, covering Simon's body with his own.
Their lips met in a searing kiss and in between kisses their clothing was discarded.
Raphael moved to between Simon's legs and began kissing Simon's inner thigh, slowly moving up his body.
***
Soon Simon came hard and Raphael released him as he lay there trying to kissed his way up Simon's body and then flicked his tongue over Simon's nipples and began sucking.
Simon had a death grip on Raphael's hair.
Soon Raphael put his mouth on Simon's and their tongues dueled.
This human was more addicting than anything he'd ever come across, if this was what heaven was like, then he could've died a permanently happy death.
Simon pulled free and rolled them over so Raphael was on his back, "Turnabout is fair play."
Simon lowered his head and Raphael jumped as he felt breath on his own cock.
Then Simon took him into his mouth and repeated the licking and sucking Raphael had done.
Raphael knew he probably sounded like a whore but he didn't care, soon he came and hard.
Simon moved up Raphael's body and began gently stroking than sucking Raphael's nipples.
Raphael couldn't stand it anymore, he needed to be inside Simon's body, owning every single part of him.
He flipped Simon on his back and then reached into the nightstand for the lube he kept there.
He poured some on his fingers and gently slid them inside Simon, moving them gently in and out, stretching Simon's muscles.
He brushed them over Simon's prostrate over and over until Simon was a writhing mess.
"Raphael, please..."
"Please what mi pequeno? I need you to say it exactly."
Simon looked into Raphael's eyes, his own held arousal and desperation.
"Please get inside me and fuck me!" Simon said quickly before he lost his nerve.
Raphael's grin held pride and promise, "Your wish is my command."
Raphael poured more lube into his hand and began rubbing his cock, it throbbed when he touched it, and he was so aroused.
Finally he lined himself up to Simon's entrance and slid inside.
Simon threw his head back and cried out as he was stretched by Raphael, dios he'd almost forgot how tight this human was.
Raphael began moving in and out, gently thrusting, Simon quickly adjusted and his head moved back and forth as he moaned, meeting Raphael's thrust without realizing it.
Raphael quickly increased his pace and Simon writhed in rapture beneath him, the squeaking of the mattress joined the sounds that were currently in the room.
Raphael wrapped Simon's legs around hips which allowed him in at different angles and to go deeper.
He could feel himself getting closer and knew Simon was as well. He gently stroked Simon's cock in rhythm with his thrusts and hit Simon's prostate one more time.
That was all in took and Simon's orgasm came hard, spilling himself and calling out Raphael's name.
Raphael's orgasm hit him like a tidal wave and his own vision came as he spilled himself inside of Simon.
They lay there breathing hard and a dark part of Raphael wished he could have Simon every night, even then it wouldn't feel like enough.
Soon they floated back to earth and a thought seemed to hit Raphael like a ton of bricks.
"Simon did you drink any of Camille's blood?"
Simon looked nauseous as memory came to him, "I didn't want too, I don't know why I did..."
Raphael sat up pulling Simon with him, "I need you to listen to me, you'll feel a strong pull to return to her, symptoms that will make you think you're becoming a vampire, you won't but you need to fight it."
Simon nodded wide eyes and Raphael caught sight of his clock, it was almost five am.
Raphael reluctantly pulled out, "Get dressed, I'm sure your friends will soon be here."
He didn't mean to sound so cold and he hated how Simon flinched.
"I didn't mean to sound so harsh mi amor," The words slipped out without him thinking.
***
Fortunately Simon didn't ask and they quickly dressed in silence and he led Simon back to the ballroom.
"When the Shadowhunters get here I'll led them out through the back way, I need them to think you're in extreme danger so I'll be holding a knife."
Simon's eyebrow raised to his hairline, "A bit excessive, yeah?"
"Vampires do what needs to be done."
Just then Camille strode in, "You hear their blood just like I do, and I'll get rid of him."
Raphael quickly picked up the knife Simon had thrown hours earlier, "I'll take care of everything, you need to sneak out the back tunnels, you're too important to get caught."
He knew Camille was vain with a huge opinion of herself and his words worked as she left.
"It'll be okay," Raphael gave Simon one final kiss.
Just then the Shadowhunters burst in and Wayland held Clary back as she tried to get to Simon.
***
Raphael led them down the hall holding Simon, feeling bad for having to scare him so much.
Finally he got them to the door and Raphael had to hide as sunlight came.
He pushed Simon to Jace who tried to get him outside, torn between watching Simon go and yet feeling torture at having to release him.
"I don't know how to thank you..." Simon began, clearly referring to being released.
"Don't thank me, you mean nothing," Raphael forced his voice to be cold and how he hated how Simon looked like he'd been slapped.
"This is about Valentine and the chaos he can bring."
Soon Simon and the Shadowhunters were gone and Raphael went back to deal with the carnage the Shadowhunters had left in their wake.
Camille needed to be stopped once and for all.
Mi amor- My Love
Mi Pequeno-Little One
