He knew he had to avoid him at all cost. The memory of the divine taste of his blood was still making his mouth watery... Making the taste of donor blood even more plastic and stale. Donor blood was a cruel necessity, barely edible for a vampire, the taste disgusting and revolting. He could still feel the warmth of the body of the human; he could still feel the lust. There was something about that boy and the way he tasted which was driving him insane, he dreamt of tasting him again, feeling his heart pump blood into his mouth. He lasted two weeks without seeking him out again. With hope in his dead heart he would be able to pull back again.
When he spotted him the boy was walking back from college with a backpack. His blond hair glittering in the setting sun. The light making him seem surreal and special. He was very special, his blood unique and his body worth to kill.
The monster followed the boy into the same part of town, to the same condo. He watched him enter and from the opposite building overlooking the flat, the setting sun making his sight better with every passing minute after twilight. The boy was clearly making some dinner, roaming the kitchen and struggling with it. Then he just sat in front of the TV and opened a beer and began his feast, the light from TV making him perfectly visible even without the ability to see in the dark.
He just sat there and wondered, he could just slip in using the open window, or he could just knock on the door... his uncle always said he thought too much about minor things, but when it came to important things he wasn't thinking enough...
He wasn't sure this was a good idea, replaying the events of that night he was positive his powers didn't work as they usually did, but he wasn't sure if it was his own malnutrition or something about this boy... one thing was certain only his smell drove him as crazy, and only this human could satiate his growing hunger.
The boy knew what was coming before the gentle knock on the door. He had the feeling the beast was observing him again, the thrill of the idea making him wait impatiently. That night was like a crazy dream, if not for the marks on his neck and body he would have believed it only to be a dream. He kept wondering how the beast managed to drink his blood without killing or changing him. He knew his bloodline would not protect him from vampire venom making him an invincible furious bloodthirsty monster. He briefly wondered if the venom would stop his first coming of age transformation, or would it make him a different type of beast?
He stood there surprised as the door opened right in front of him. The boy was standing there shirtless with an unreadable smile.
"What took you so long?" The blond smirked.
"What were you expecting?" The monster growled and using his supreme speed approached the boy and locked their lips together. He pulled the blond close and grabbed him in his strong arms.
Fili wasn't expecting the beast to go direct into sex, but somehow his normal skills went loco next to this beast. He could predict only general things, and he couldn't read him at all. He encountered vampires before, but none were immune to his abilities. The firm demand of the beast's tongue surprised him yet again. He grabbed the long brown hair and tangled his fingers admiring the silkiness of the tresses. The cold hands slid on his back and made him shiver, he didn't mind the icy cold touch, and it was causing him to burn despite the cold. The body pressing into him was thin and firm as a rock, cold but thrilling. He was attracted to this beautiful eternal being, despite all the things he had been taught, despite the idea he was just an easy meal for the monster.
It didn't take them long to land on the bed just next to the sofa. His small one room flat had few advantages, but accessibility to the bed was one of them. It felt as good as their previous night, the touches lingering, the passion shared with equal lust and demand. The beast was toying with his body with skill, the touches strong but thrilling. He felt the gentle nibbling on his chest, but those tiny bites weren't dangerous to him. What would come later was. But in his mind he could still feel the power of his orgasm as the fangs bit into his neck, as the blood was flowing into the beast's mouth as he was riding out his completion. He gave himself, this time the beast dominating and being on top. And it was surprising how gentle and delicate the beast was. Fili felt as if he was caressed by the most loving of all lovers, his body assaulted with zeal and unrivalled passion. The moment when those fangs went into his neck he felt himself flow into the sky under the immense power of his orgasm.
He woke up again alone, covered yet again with a trail of marks. Despite all the marks he felt their sex was more like love making. He wondered about the rumors about vampires as lovers, someone else must have survived the same thing he was experiencing, and that brought a strong flow of jealousy in his heart. Was he one of many the monster was visiting? Was this his strategy for feeding? Alluring people and claiming their bodies and blood? Was he not immune to the powers of the leech? He felt his heart almost explode with pain, the idea that his lover would take other people, that he would drink them, made it seem the crazy sexual connection between them was nothing special, but Fili refused to believe that.
"Next time I need to ask first..." Fili mumbled seeing the empty flat in the light of dawn.
Their meetings became a regular thing, Fili even came to wonder if the beast did have some power over him, and anytime they met it was just sex. The moment the beast would touch him; all his conscious thoughts were lost. All his questions were silenced with thrilling kisses, and later he would always fall unconscious right after his orgasm under the blood drinking beast. The next day he would feel a bit weak, but despite the frequent blood lost he knew the vampire never drank too much. It was as if as he was savoring him, which contradicted his lessons from childhood. He was taught vampires had to kill, always killed, and drank human blood without limit. But not his vampire. His vampire that sounded so strange. He still didn't know anything more than after the first night. He had no idea about his name, how he lived, if he killed other people or if Fili's bloody sexual sacrifice was enough.
"Fili you'd best be careful..." His uncle told him during a surprise phone call. "The pack had chased a group of bloodsuckers all the way to the border of the state. We managed to get three of them, but the coven is at least twelve strong. Be really mindful, many of them are younglings extremely brutal and strong." Frerin normally never addressed the topic so openly, his sister and Fili's mother Dis was probably the one who pushed him to call Fili. "The council is very worried you're living in town, we know it's considered a safe zone, we know you feel the need to get your masters but the threat is always there. You will soon come of age and we need you back by then."
"I know..." Fili spoke in a hesitant tone thinking about all he would have to give up to fulfill his birthright. He had only the time separating him from his next birthday, and then he would become a slave of his destiny, a true hunter. A hunter killing vampires.
He knew how to kill them even without the supremacy of his bloodline; he would just have to be very alert.
The monster loved observing his favorite food, the boy had a very predictable and regular lifestyle, surprisingly few friends, which made the beast wonder, humans loved living in groups or families, but his human was alone. The regularity of their meetings was something he would have never done in the past, a risk, a danger. But he never felt tempted before, his human making him lose all distance and rationality. His coven began asking questions some suggested he was losing his integrity, but no one would dare confront him about it, he was second after his uncle and every member in the coven knew the rules of hierarchy.
Watching his human come back home he would dwell on the idea that this human was his. It was a strange notion, he did not control him but somehow they were bonded. Not as slave and vampire, like these relations normally happened, but like two willing partners. Like Bilbo and Thorin. But they were meant to be soul mates, they shared not only their bodies but their souls as well, and the fact that Bilbo kept Thorin fed had nothing to do with it. He barely knew his human, they never really talked apart from sexual remarks and provoking lines. He definitely wasn't in love, at least he tried to convince himself he wasn't.
He glanced at the stars and then back to his human, but he crossed his brows as the boy instead of going home walked further going deeper into the party district. The boy slowly made his way through disco land, dodging drunk people. Then he smelled a faint smell of blood, his human's blood. He watched the boy with amazement, he didn't seem injured but even a tiny drop could be sensed by a vampire.
He watched the boy go into one of the alleyways and wait. A though that the boy was waiting for him was chased away by the thoughts of another vampire he suddenly picked up. Wreathed thoughts, dirty thoughts, killer thoughts. He saw three come into the alley he human was in, and there was no way he would let anyone touch HIS human.
"Easy dinner..." One of the young vampires approaching him said in a low growl. Fili when he devised their typical trap never considered these young vampires hunted in packs. He saw the black hungry eyes of the three beats, and he was slowly seeing visions of his own death. He could hear uncle Frerin's mocking voice in his head; yeah he could never be careful enough. Suddenly a new emotion came to his heart, surprisingly his instincts were telling him he was safe, despite of the absurdity of such an emotion especially looking straight into the eyes of three bloodsuckers.
He saw the three and immediately rage kicked in, how did these rouge vamps get into their town? Without even thinking in one swift move he landed between the three and his human.
The three were equally surprised, just like the human behind him. He didn't even glance back.
"Claim your coven" he spoke in a demanding tone.
The three looked at him clearly not understanding the notion. Younglings freshly turned stronger, rouge but still no match for him.
"Who gave you permission to hunt on our territory?" He demanded slowly entering the minds of the three.
"Who the fuck needs permission it's a free country!" One of the younglings replied with a mean smirk.
"Never stand between a vampire and his dinner!" One of them growled at the new vamp not really realizing who he was facing.
"Tell your creator and leader your coven has 24 hours to leave town. If you refuse, if you kill anyone on our territory, you will all die." The older vampire used his powers to force the three to submission.
He quickly erased all memories about his human from their minds, gathering all information about them at the same time. His powers so loathed by many, were among the rarest, and he knew exactly how to use them. This wild coven was going to be trouble. He made sure the three were brainwashed enough, he turned towards the stunned human, and in a quick move he wrapped one arm around his food and jumped. He could feel the arms of his human go around him as they softly landed on the nearest roof. The human was trembling, and obviously very surprised, but to his irritation his powers simply never worked on him. He could mess with any vamp and any human, but not his human.
"Why aren't they following?" His human gasped as finally they landed and stopped a long distance away from the alleyway.
"They can't." The beast replied with a smirk. He gently reached and brushed the blond hair gently.
Fili knew this was his only chance to ask any question but somehow all the right ones were gone the moment the beast gently touched him.
"What did you do to them?" He asked in a hushed tone, the monster gently chuckled.
"I manipulated them..." The beast smiled.
"Are you manipulating me?" He asked before their lips touch as the monster was leaning in.
"It's funny you should ask, but no I'm not..." He answered kissing him for the first time that night.
"Then why do I feel like this every time you touch me? As if something is forcing me..." Fili broke the kiss and asked in a desperate tone.
"I feel exactly the same thing..." The beast gasped and kissed him yet again. The beast grabbed him tighter making him feel his throbbing erection. His vampire wanted him as much as he wanted him back.
Soon they were just a desperate mass of tangled limbs, the blond pressing into the vampire with all his strength, fucking him senselessly not caring that they were on a rooftop and that there was no bed.
"I'm sorry..." The monster gently told him right before biting down on his neck.
"Sorry for what?" His human gasped barely conscious from the pleasure.
"For taking more tonight..." The beast gently explained biting down on his neck.
Fili felt the orgasm hit him once again the moment those fangs bit down, but the moment he felt the blood flow he realized what the vampire meant.
"I'm going to take care of you.." He heard the last reassuring words before losing consciousness.