The Hunt

11

River moved his hands over Andreji’s arms that in turn held him by the hips to increase the friction of their loins. Abruptly, Andreji switched him around, so that River saw himself in the mirror. He was flushed, and there were residues of blood on his lips as well as a thin red trail running down his chin.

River looked into the eyes of Andreji’s reflection that loomed behind his own. He knew this sight, the sight of himself in such a position, in such a state, would have horrified him a short while ago. Now it left him strangely indifferent. He leaned back into Andreji, always observing his reaction. Having someone who was bound to him, who was responsible for him… His Master, his alone…! River could hardly think of anything else. Andreji seemed cold, offish – that he had decided in favour of River, that he had decided to make him the most important person in his life – his first fledgling – thrilled him.

Andreji’s left hand caressed River’s stomach, his right hand moved along River’s thigh and his thumb teased the young Japanese’s erection. Then, offhandedly, Andreji let go of him and went to the door. River looked after him perplexedly.

Already in the library, the tall man turned around. “Care to join me in your bed?” His dark, soft voice acted like an invisible rope on River. Excitement pumping through his veins, he followed his Master.

When the curtain that divided his chamber from the library fell back into place behind him, River stood completely in the dark. “What about lighting a candle?” he suggested.

Andreji chuckled lightly. “I have perfect vision – and you should know by now what I look like, do you not?”

River had nothing to reply. He heard something heavy fall to the floor.

“Undress,” Andreji’s voice suddenly sounded seductively close to his ear. River hurriedly did as he was told.

Andreji’s hot arousal grazed River’s bare back. He turned around and pulled Andreji down into a kiss. A hand closed around his arousal. He moaned in anticipation. Andreji’s mouth wandered to River’s ear and caressed it. “Lick me,” he murmured.

River’s mouth watered. Moving his hands over Andreji’s body, he let himself sink onto his knees. River loved to feel the firm flesh, the tensed bottom cheeks, the heat that emanated from Andreji’s skin. His right hand carefully felt for Andreji’s sex. He bent forward, closed his eyes, and started kissing and licking the soft glans. A hand settled gently on the back of his head. Eager to be united with Andreji, River opened his mouth and took as much of his Master in as he managed. River totally lost himself in the sensation of the soft, firm member in his mouth.

After a while, two hands on his shoulders pushed him politely away. “Crawl to the bed,” Andreji instructed him. As River did so, he heard him rummaging in a drawer.

Andreji placed his hands around River’s hips and directed him into a kneeling position, his upper body resting on the bed, the legs spread apart on the floor. A cool fluid was applied to his back, and then the young man felt something hard enter him, gliding easily inside. “So eager to feel me that you do not need any preparation?” Andreji asked playfully.

“Come in,” River retorted. Whatever Andreji was pushing into him, it was cold. River wanted the real thing; he wanted to be united with his Master.

Andreji removed it. “No.” He settled on the bed. “Come up.” River did, confused. What was Andreji up to, now? He was pulled onto his Master’s lap. Fingertips ran over his back. “Your turn to take the initiative,” Andreji whispered, his hot breath caressing River’s neck. “Ride me.”

Excited, River crawled on top of him. He fumbled for the hot sex under him and lowered himself slowly onto it, revelling in the feeling of their warm bodies fitting tightly together. Andreji engulfed deep inside him, his body radiating heat, River slowly moved up and down, his hips circling to increase the friction. The man inside of him gently caressed his arms and his face until River eagerly took his thumb into his mouth. He loved the soft pressure on his lips. In this moment, he loved everything. And Andreji was everything to him.

“Help me,” he whispered urgently after a while when he could no longer wait. Andreji used only three fingers to teasingly rub his erection, but it was enough to help River over the edge.

A thin layer of sweat covering his body, River remained panting on Andreji, dwelling in the bliss that had taken possession of his body. Andreji’s hands gently signalled him to dismount. When he had done so, he was pushed against the wall. His legs were spread. The tall man behind him let his tongue run along River’s neck, while at the same time the tip of his still intact arousal circled over his wet bottom.

“I didn’t know you hadn’t…,” a finger was placed over River’s lips. Andreji’s member slipped back into him.

River whimpered.

Fixing the boy’s hips with his hands, Andreji first moved in and out lightly, then he moved in deeper, eliciting small moans from his fledgling, who felt as if he were losing ground. Eventually, exhaling loudly and pushing as deep as he could get, Andreji finished off.

He lingered inside for another moment, then he let go of River and tolerated that the young man snuggled up to him. The blond nibbled on his nipples for another moment, before he dozed off.

Andreji withdrew to the bathroom.

River slowly drifted out of a pleasant dream. He wanted to snuggle up to the man beside him, but the bed was empty. Drowsily he made his way to the library. The scent of coffee lay in the air.

“Andreji?” No reply. He went over to the fireplace, noticing as he moved that his body longed for a cleaning shower. The coffee from which he took a sip was warm but not hot anymore.

Rubbing the sleep out of his eyes, River shuffled to the bathroom. When he re-emerged, he found a selection of his own clothes lying on the backrest of his armchair. “Andreji?” he called out again.

“Get dressed,” his Master’s voice came muffled from behind the bookshelf that covered the entrance to his private chambers. “There is a gathering tonight that we will attend.”

“What gathering?” River asked intrigued and also a little worried. Despite his decision to become Andreji’s fledgling, his eagerness to meet a large group of other vampires was limited.

“You will see.”

Scowling, River seized the pack of garments and put them on.


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