Snacks and Sex

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Okay, this is my first Fic..please R&R, constructive criticism is good. I may write more, depending on how this one goes...so..Read on~!

Oh, BTW, steal any of this and I will get Damien to come punish you. Tis MINE~!
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Hey, pretty good. Could you put a space between paragraphs? It makes it easier to read. The computer screen just ain't the best thing to read off of on a good day must less trying to read delicious and devilish vampire stories.

More chapters soon, please.

Kiix

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This actually seems to have possibilities. But please make a couple of corrections!

Switch your present tense verbs to past tense. Like when Kaden was trying to escape - "he stepped to the side," NOT "he steps to the side." (Conversely, if you MUST use present tense, do it consistently.)

Leave a space line between paragraphs. (Or indent the first sentence.)

Maybe you should try reading a few well-done fics to get the gist. Try some by Vivid White.

I know I must seem to be pouncing on you - but only because this story really does have great possibilities!

DrkDreamer
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Thanks for the Reviews~! I went back and corrected a few things that were pointed out to me, and I thank you for doing to pointing. (I *do* tend to switch between past and present tense...) I'll try to write more, but this was written awhile ago, and my muse left this story and went to another one~! Le Gasp~! Thanks again, and keep them coming~!
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He was hiding in the shadows waiting for someone-who he wasn’t sure. But the need for blood had called him out of his self-enforced solitude. Looking across the cobbled street, Damien sighed. The flame of a light-post candle seemed to be mocking him, taunting him.

Damien was not vampire by choice-a fact he loathed. He had been forced into this pitiful existence. He closed his eyes and sighed softly. No, he did not want this life, yet he was fearful of true death. Opening his eyes he looked back across the desolate street.
There was a young man walking in his direction, eyes cast down. Smirking, Damien watched him. ‘Looks as if I just might feed this night after all.’ Stepping out of the shadows, he fell in step next to the other.

Looking down he saw wonderful blue eyes flick towards him, then away again. He chuckled. ‘I must look a-sight,’ he thought. At 6’2” he was taller than most men…that along with his pale skin -not just from lack of sun, but its natural color- white hair and grey eyes. This particular night he was wearing plain soft leather breeches and a white cotton shirt.

He moved quicker than the other could scream, pulling him into his chest and covering his mouth. Turning the boys neck to the side he buried his fangs into his soft fragile flesh, drinking deeply. ‘Gods…it’s like drinking sweet red wine…’ He stopped when he felt the others heartbeat getting sluggish. Licking to wounds to close them he shudders as the blood pumped though his body.

Tilting the boys’ head back he smiles. “You are a pretty one aren’t you? I just might keep you for my own,” he murmured. Drawing back his fangs Damien sighs again and starts walking back towards his home with his newfound toy.

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Groaning Kaden shifts in his sleep, he felt hand on him, stroking his hair and tracing lines across his stomach. He was propped up on something, the hands reaching around his body. The unseen hand dipped lower, teasing the few tight curls at the base of his slowly hardening member. His brow wrinkled as he though. ‘What..?Where am I? The last thing I remember is being grabbed and pulled into the shadows…’ He bit back a moan as the hand curled around his member.


Opening his eyes he blinked as the world came into focus. The first thing he registered was not the room he was in, rather who was in it with him, the owner of those wonderfully talented hands. Looking back he paled, and immediately tried to escape the others grasp.

“L-let go!” he yelled, struggling. The other male frowned and pulled him effortlessly back. This is when he noticed that his hands were bound behind his back. “Now why would I do that?” he asked. Kaden shivered. That mans’ voice was like velvet… “No!” he struggled again.

“Why do you fight me little one? It’s useless.”

“Let me go! Why am I here? Why did you take me?!”

“Because I could, and I wanted to.” Kaden got hit on the back of the head and saw stars. “Now hush.”

“No, fuck you!” he said, glaring at the other man as he craned his neck to look at him. “I am trying to do just that, yet you are complicating things.” Kaden blushed and continued his struggles. The tops of his pants were undone, his hardened member jutting out. Altogether he thought he must look ridiculous. The vampire growled and pushed him face down on the bed. His voice was effectively muffled.

One hand was on the back of his head, keeping him down. Rough hands tore off his pants, and he shivered from the sudden temperature change. He tensed as he felt a warm bluntness press against his entrance. A cold sweat broke out over him. He was not a lover of men, or so he told himself, even when he felt a slight erotic chill.

“No! STOP DANMIT!!!” he screamed, though it was just an incomprehensible jumble of sounds. He screamed out in pain as the other male pushed into him. It was like fire scorching him, the pain. He felt tears stinging the back of his eyes. The other hand came up and pressed on the small of Kaden’s back as the Silver-haired man found a rhythm of thrusting into him.

He fought not to move, biting his lip as tears fell onto the soft black blanket. He closed his eyes and tried to block out the pain. He must have blacked out, because when he opened his eyes he was tied to the bedpost and the vampire was gone. He hurt everywhere…he closed his eyes again for a moment then opened them when he felt the bed move. The silver haired man was back. Kaden tensed.

“That was punishment little one, and I was lenient.” He moved forward until their faces were mere inches apart. “What is your name?” Kaden shook his head and got slapped. Gasping he shuddered as his captors voice took on an icy tint. “Once more, what is your name?”

“Kaden…”

“Good boy. Now was that so hard?”

“No.” he whispered.

“Hmm…I will let that pass for now. From now on you will refer to me as ‘Sir’, or ‘Master’. Am I understood?”

“Yes…” he saw the other man raise his hand. “Sir.”

“Good boy.” The threatening hand came to rest on Kaden’s cheek, stroking it gently. “I can show you pleasure to, all you have to do is except it, except me.” He stood up and was about to leave, but turned back. “By the way, fair is fair. My name is Damien.”

He did leave then, closing the door behind him. Shaking, Kaden finally took a look around at his surroundings. The bed he was on was in the center of the wall to the right of the door. In front of him was a fireplace, a table and two chairs in front of it. On the wall farthest from the door in which Damien had left was another doorway Kaden assumed led to a bathroom.

The room was done in black and silver, dark wood and cloths dominated the place. So did silk and fine cotton. The bed he was in was mounded high with pillows; all of them were blue-the only color in the room so far. The bed was huge, with enough room to fit 4 other people comfortably. Curtains hung around the bed, or would have of they hadn’t been tied back. They were black…and looked like they might have silver embroidery on them.

The elegance was lost to him. Tugging on his bonds he finally gives into his tears and cried, his sobs echoing through the empty room. He didn’t know what he had done to earn this, but gods was he sorry. He rubbed his face against his shoulder, trying to wipe away the tears. His shirt was still on, but his lower half was cold. He wriggled around; trying to find a way under the warm looking blankets, but after ten minutes or so gave up. A sob of frustration hitched in his throat. “DAMNIT!” he yelled.

He pulled at the bonds again, gritting his teeth. “Trying to escape?” Damn that man was quiet. “I’m cold…” he saw the other man smirk and looked away. The vampire came to stand next to him and effortlessly lifted him up and pulled down the blanket. “There.” Damien sets him down and pulls the blanket up over him. “Are you hungry?”

“No…Sir.” He looks away as the other sat down next to him. “I will give you use of your hands, however you are not to leave this room,” he said as he reached up and unlocked Kaden’s writs. Kaden pulled his hands to his chest and curled up, looking away again. “I understand…Master.”

He could feel satisfaction rolling off the other male as he stood up. He left Kaden alone again, though he heard the door being locked behind him. ‘Why did he tell me not to leave if he was going to lock the door?’ He shuddered and looked around again before standing up. “Gods I need to bathe…” he murmured.

He walked over to the other door and peered in. “Oh my…” The man had an actual carved stone tub, the water in it steaming. He took a step to it and hurriedly tore off his shirt. Stepping gingerly into the water he hisses as it flows over his abused backside. The water came up a little past his waist. Kaden was sure that more than one person could fit in it, not only from its sheer size, but also from the fact that there were 4 places in the stone for a person to sit or lie down. Settling into one such indention, he sighs and closes his eyes, letting the warm water take away the aches and pains.

Sitting up a short while later he goes about the business of cleaning himself. The washrag was soft, and the soap smelled sweet. He scrubbed his skin raw in his quest to get the others sent off of him.

He started crying again, the tears just streaming down his face. Dropping the soap and washrag on the edge of the tub he ducks under the water. He stayed under as long as he could, then rose to the surface gasping for air. Pushing his hair out of his face he sighs and leans on the edge. Spotting a small hand mirror he picked it up and brought it to his face.

‘Why did he take me?’ he though as he looked over his visage in the mirror. He had sparkling blue eyes and fine black hair, but such features were common in this area. ‘I don’t suppose it matters...I’m here now.’ He had been stupid last night; everyone knew that vampires and Lycans roamed the streets at night. Yet he had been desperate to get home…for what he wasn’t sure though. His ‘home’ was little more than a shed.

But he had done it anyways and now look, he was being raped by a vampire! His tears had slowed and now slipped unheeded down his cheeks. Sniffing he pulled himself out of the tub and grabbed a towel. He dried off and looked for his shirt-he knew his pants were gone. “What the…?” he couldn’t find his shirt anywhere! “Damn him! He’s like a fucking cat.” Grumbling he wraps the towel around his waist and steps out into the bedroom once more…And encountered his tormenter. Who was holding his shirt with a smirk. “Looking for this?” Kaden grabbed for it, only to be pulled out of his reach. “Give that back!”

“Now why would I do that? Your body is to perfect to cover up, pet. Speaking of such,” Damien reached out lightning fast and grabbed the towel. “I think this needs to go.”

“No!” Kaden yelled, quickly grabbing it and covering himself with part of the towel. Damien chuckled and drags him closer. “What’s the matter pet? Shy?”

“I’m not your pet!”

“I beg to differ.” Laughing, Damien reached behind Kaden’s head and pulls him into a kiss, not letting him free. Making a frustrated noise, Kaden pushes at Damien’s shoulders, and when that wasn’t effective, kneed him in the stomach. Grunting, Damien lets him go. Kaden stilled, his eyes had taken on a cold look.

“That was a bad mistake pet.” Kaden shivered with fear and took a step back, only to run into a wall. Licking his lips he scooted along the wall, the vampire matching step for step. He made a break for the other door and got tackled to the ground.

Damien straddled his waist, all that spider silk hair falling around them like a curtain as he leaned forward. “A very bad mistake.” He whispered. The towel was torn out from under him, and the soft carpet suddenly wasn’t so comfortable. “This is for resisting me,” he got a slap to the back of the head. “And this is for trying to injure me...” his head was twisted to the side, his hair being used as a handle.

The other male leaned down and sank his fangs into his neck, his jaw working at it, drawing as much blood as he could into his mouth at a time before swallowing. Kaden bit his lip, and finally screamed in agonized pain. “Stop! Please stop! I’m sorry!! Gods I’m sorry…” he sobbed, his body shaking with the force. Damien finally let him go and licked the wounds, delving his tongue into the small holes before getting off of him. Picking Kaden up he tosses him onto the bed and follows, sitting next to his still shaking form. “Who is your master?”

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“Who?!”

“You are..”

“What is my name?”

“Damien.”

“Who is your master?”

“You are Damien.”

“Will you try that again?”

“No Master Damien..

“Good. I’ll be back later. You had better be ready for me.”

“Yes Master.”


Damien stood up and walked around the bed, uniting the curtains and pulling them closed, leaving Kaden in a perpetual twilight. He heard the door close and shuddered. He didn’t want to be here, yet Damien had just shown him how weak he was compared to him. ‘So why fight? If I just let him…if I just give in, won’t the pain be less?’ That was his last though as he fell into a fitful sleep.

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Kaden woke when he heard the door close. He heard the sound of clothing being taken off, and then footsteps coming towards the bed. Sitting up he huddled back against the pillows, wrapping his arms around his legs. The curtain on the right was pulled back and Damien crawled onto the bed, letting the curtain fall closed behind him. “Good, your awake, come here.” Kaden nods and crawls towards him, shaking. His eyes were cast down as he sat next to him-he hadn’t failed to notice the others nakedness.. Pulling him into his lap, Damien strokes his hair. “See? That wasn’t so bad.” Kaden gasps as Damien’s hand traveled down to cup his member. “Don’t fight me, and I’ll show you pleasure.”

Kaden bit his lip and nodded again, ‘Better to suffer a lovers touch than an attackers,’ He thought. He shivered as Damien showered light caresses over his cock, bringing it to life. His other hand came to his face, stroking his cheek. He traced his fingers across Kaden’s lips. Pressing closer Damien whispered into his ear. “Wet them, pet. It will make my entry smoother…”

He took the others fingers into his mouth, whirling his tongue around them, thoroughly wetting them. Damien moved his fingers in his mouth, almost fucking his face. Kaden moaned as Damien’s other hand tightened for a moment on his now erect member.

Removing his fingers from his mouth, Damien smiles and nuzzles Kaden’s neck, whispering in his ear again. “Such a good boy,” he thrust a moist finger into him, causing the raven-haired man gasp. Damien let go of the others hot and pulsing flesh to better position him. He spread his legs wider, making him straddle his hips. Wrapping his arm around Kaden shoulders, Damien starts to move his finger inside of him.

“AHHhhh…Master…!” he gasped, wriggling away from the invasion.

“Don’t fight it.” The vampire said quietly.

“It hurts!”

“Relax and it won’t hurt as much.” Kaden whimpered and took a shaky breath, trying to calm down. Damien had slowed his movements, but they were still there. When he had calmed down, and his soft pants filled the room, Damien added another finger. “Ohh…ngh…” Gritting his teeth he bit back a moan-one of pain or pleasure he was not sure.

Again he moved his fingers with in him, causing Kaden to make small noises. The silver-haired vampire smirked in satisfaction and sucked on the others earlobe, biting occasionally. “Ahh…M-master…” he whispered, arching his back slightly. Damien withdrew his fingers, pressing the head of his aching cock at Kaden’s ready portal.

“Ngh…Master!” Kaden looked back at him, placing one hand on the others arm. “Please…Master, be gentle…” His response was Damien thrusting into him. Kaden gasped and arched his back. “Ahhh!” Damien claimed his lips, kissing him passionately as he muffled his cries. Pulling away from him Damien smirks. “Touch yourself as I fuck you.”

“Yes…Ngh…Master…” Blushing profusely, Kaden reached down and palmed his raging hardness. Whimpering, he closed his eyes, lightly running his hands over himself. One of Damien’s hands came to rest on his hip and Kaden felt him lean back on the bed. Damien braced him self with one hand while the other moved Kaden’s hips, leading him into a steady pace. He was only about halfway into him at the moment, and now he thrust up into him the rest of the way. Kaden’s resulting semi-pained cry was music to him.

“That’s right pet, ride me…” he moaned out. The raven-haired man shivered and brought his other hand up to pluck at his nipples while his other hand stroked his straining shaft. “AHHH…fuck…!” he moaned as a spot within him was hit. “Ugh…please…” he whimpered, unsure if he was asking for Damien to stop or continue.

Licking his lips, Damien closed his eyes and moaned. Kaden’s rising and falling on his cock were driving him mad. He thrust up as Kaden moved down, and pulled out of him as he rose up. His eyes were half closed and dark grey with lust. Kaden craned his neck back to look at him, the hand that had been attending his nipples now bracing himself on Damien’s chest. The look of the menacing vampire so lost in passion spurred his own. “Master…” Kaden whispers, his hand working his throbbing flesh. He rocked on Damien’s member, gasping occasionally as his spot was hit.

Damien moans and bumped his hips, thrusting farther into Kaden. He winced and whimpered, closing his eyes. The dark-haired man gasped as he was suddenly rolled over and on his stomach. Damien thrust roughly into him, pinning his arms to the bed. “Ah,ah,ah,ah,” Kaden moaned, arching his back as best he could.

“Do you like that pet?” Damien growled into his ear. “Yes Master!” Kaden closed his eyes and moaned, moving his hips against Damien’s and creating delicious friction on his cock from the bedspread. Damien bites the back of Kaden’s neck -with human teeth- and laves the area with his tongue, moving once again to his ear. He licks the outer shell, reveling in the sound Kaden made.

Damien pressed himself fully into the other and stayed there for a moment before grinding his hips against Kaden’s ass-not thrusting, but still moving his member inside of him. “Ahhh! Master!” Kaden arched his back and cried out silently as intense pleasure ripped through him as his spot was hit repeatedly. White stars exploded infront of his eyes and his pleasured cry became audible as his climax hit. “Ahhh-ahhhh-Ahhhh…!”

Damien groaned and grit his teeth, thrusting yet harder into Kaden when his portal spasimed around his hard rod. “Fuckk…” he closes his eyes and thrusts into him a few times before spilling his seed deep inside of him and shakily lying down on one side. He licked his lips and smiles. “You did good pet…”

Kaden moans and blushes, curling away from the vampire. The evidence of his passion smeared on his thighs and stomach. Tears of shame fell from his eyes. ‘How could I have enjoyed that? How could I have enjoyed my own rape?’ He flinched when Damien reached out and touched his shoulder. “Come here pet.” Kaden shook his head and moved away some. “Pet…”

“Please don’t. I just want to be alone…please?” Damien sat up and pulled Kaden into his lap again. He shook his head and kept his eyes closed, the tears falling a tad faster now. “No, look at me.” When Kaden didn’t respond Damien shook him. “Look at me.” Opening his eyes Kaden looked up. “Yes Master?” he asked quietly.

“What is wrong?” The dark-haired man bit his lip. “You raped me…and I liked it…” he whispered looking away. Damien pulled the others chin towards him and made Kaden look up at him. “If you hadn’t have been enjoying yourself I would have stopped. You will only receive pain as punishment Kaden, I will always want to give you pleasure. I believe the term is, ‘I played you like a whore.’ I used your body against you Kaden…I made you enjoy it. What use would my pet be to me if he didn’t want my touch?”

Damien let him go and Kaden looked away. Muttering something he fell back on the bed and moved so he was under the blanket. Outwardly he was still distressed, but his tears had dried and on the inside he was more light-hearted than he had been.

“Get some sleep pet.” Kaden nods and closed his eyes, drifting off effortlessly as Damien crawled next to him and curled his taller from around him.