Chapter 3: Dreaming

Dracula was awakened by a knocking sound. He looked at the old clock in the corner of the room and frowned. "Who is awake at the this time of night?" Dracula said with a hint of anger in his voice. Normally he would be awake during the night and go to sleep when the sun began to rise, but since it was that time of year again he was more tired than usual.

He opened the door to find Jonathan standing in nothing but his boxers, with his eyes glazed over.

"Jonathan my boy, are you alright?" Dracula asked.

"Yeah man.. I'm fine.. I just couldn't sleep and wanted to see what you were up too."

"Well, since we are both awake, you can come in."

Dracula moved over so Johnny could come in, shutting the door softly behind him so he didn't wake the guests that had arrived early.

"What's on your mind dude-man?" Dracula asked.

Jonathan scratched the back of his head and yawned. "Dracula.. I just feel bad.. I know it can't be easy being alone most of the time since me and Mavis have been out.. and not being able to have a special connection with anyone else like what me and her have.."

The vampire sighed and said. "Jonathan my boy.. You do not have to feel bad. I've told you this before. I am glad you and her are spending time together. You never know how long it will last..."

Jonathan looked over and the count who was lost in his own thoughts. He gained up all the courage he had and kissed the vampire. He opened his eyes to see Drac's eyes open.

Johnny pulled back and said. "Oh god! Sorry Drac.. I didn't mean too.. I just thought you might have needed that..."

Dracula put his lips back on the boy's, slowly licking around inside the young man's mouth. It had been so long since Drac felt this kind of pleasure. He released Jonathan from the kiss and looked into the human's eyes.

"It's okay Johnny. Can I ask you a favor?"

"Anything man."

"Can you.. Can you lay with me?"

Jonathan nodded and laid down with the count. His body comfortably wrapped in Dracula's arms.

"Does this feel right to you?" Dracula asked.

"If this is wrong, then I don't wanna be right."

"Oh god not that line..."

Jonathan bumped the count's crotch with his butt and laughed.

"Sorry but it's true. I'm just glad we have this night together."

Dracula replied with a sigh. "Me too Johnny. Me too."


Dracula shot up from his bed and and said. "W-was that just a dream? Oh God. What kind of dream was that? Me? With Jonathan? My daughter's Zing? And why did it feel so.." Right? And why did he not feel so guilty about it? And what are these strange feeling's he had been having?

He never felt this way. About anyone! The last time he ever had feelings like this was when he first met Martha. But it couldn't be possible. You only Zing once in your life. It had been so long he almost forgot the feelings that came with finding a Zing. If the count felt this, would Johnny feel it too? Would the vampire want his daughter to lose her Zing?

"Oh God.. What am I going to do?"