From Here to There
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Category:
Vampire › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
20
Views:
7,246
Reviews:
76
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
"Luke I am your father's, mother's grand niece's, shopkeeper's, secound cousin's, sex slave's, aunt's Pie
Yes, every one should know/made a similer quote as I did for the chapter title. Sex slave was just for fun. ^_^
Ok people be happy it\'s another lemon YAY! But between who? *gasp* Is it Tyreal/Brian, Holden/Brian or will I atempt my first M/F and do an Ish/Alyssa!?!?! (The last one is a definant no)
After that here\'s the thanx for the reviewers who do the reviews. SHAME FOR THOS WHO DO NOT!!!
ZombieDuke: You need a life and stop reviewing (just KIDDING!!!) but I DO love the Kirby Dance!!! *throws cookie*
Bitbyboth: It\'s ok that you haven\'t been here in a while *bows and idicates to the entrance* all that matters is that you\'re here now and reading (oh and likeing the story is important too...) *throws cookie*
Oh ya this is a somewhat powerful chapter.. for me at least.
Chapie 15
It was a while after Alyssa left before Tyreal actually went to check if Brian had did as she just said. He slowly opened the door to the hall and peered outside, once he saw no one was present he turned, and at an even slower pace, opened the door to Brian’s room.
The faintest surprise flashed across his face when he noticed the human figure lying on the bed. Silently he glided across the room and slid himself next to his one time lover. Letting his fingers trail up Brain’s shirt, pulling the hem up, finally he entwined them around his victim’s back, causing him to stir.
“Hmm… Tyreal? What are you doing here?” He asked slowly waking up.
The vampire ripped off the back of his shirt, “Just let it happen,” his lips claimed Brian’s, “one last time.” The now free fingers destroyed the teen’s boxers, then the actions turned soft onto his skin, and Brian was quickly brought to the state of arousal. Swallowing the human’s moans Tyreal continued to lightly message Brian’s body until he was near to sleep.
He carefully flipped the teen over before releasing the pressure from the tense muscles under his fingers. Brian’s eyes remained closed, letting only the soft pants escaping his mouth alert his soon-to-be-gone lover that he as still awake. Tyreal’s hands finally came to a rest on the small of Brian’s back, while his eyes remained on his face and neck.
Quietly, not to disturb the one under him, the vampire leaned forward. His hands placed themselves on the sides of the bed, so not to let their holder fall. With his nose nearly brushing skin, the vampire took in a long sniff of the produced scent. For the smallest fraction of a second he registered another scent, faint but present, yet now, after all of this, it didn’t matter, so, without another thought he bit down, gently.
Instantly he felt the body under him stiffen, then shudder, and knew that he had reached his climax. The teen let out a soft moan, and quickly relaxed as the vampire took his fill.
Tyreal closed his eyes gently, letting himself take in the moment, the taste of Brian’s blood, the scent his body gave off, the feeling of warm skin under him, the sound of the giver’s calm breaths, they were so relaxed, so trusting that the vampire cursed himself even more for putting himself into a corner, and the only way out was to sacrifice his bond with the beautiful creature under him.
But now he had to let go, the moment gone with the needs of his once more lover. His teeth left the skin, the wound instantaneously healing afterwards. Quickly he stripped himself of his clothing, grabbing the container of oil that he had brought with him. He began to open the vial before he saw Brian begin to move and twist under him.
“No little one; let me take care of you.” He whispered, trying to stop the boy from worrying about anything. But he did not cease until he lay on his back, legs spread open. Tyreal gave a gentle smile before returning his attention to the oil, but a hand stopped him.
“Don’t; let nothing separate us this last time.” Brian murmured, before guiding the stunned vampire’s hands to his opening.
Tyreal gasped when his hand was moved, and a spread of worry came across his face. He looked up, “Are you sure?” He asked, only to be met by Brian’s trusting eyes.
Without another word the worried seme gently pushed a finger into Brian, his gaze never leaving the uke’s trusting eyes. The finger uneasily forced itself down its own path, but Brian’s face showed no sign of pain, so Tyreal pulled out and added a second. Only the faintest, briefest expression of mere discomfort shadow the teen’s eyes, so once again his better judgment Tyreal moved on, removing the fingers and adding a third. This time the discomfort came and stayed on Brian’s face, barely teetering onto the edge of pain. The vampire knew from years of experience that his lover was putting on a mask for him, something he had never asked or wanted, and even though it made him disgust himself even more, for Brian, he continued by removing the three fingers and positioning himself.
“Brian, stop this, I’m beggi-”
“No, I need you to do this, for me… for us.”
Their gazes into each others eyes never faltered, and with Brian’s stubborn look Tyreal knew he would never win. He bit down on his lip and slowly entered. Instantly he could see the poorly hidden pain creep onto Brian’s features, and feel the complete pure pressure slowly surrounding him. Without a question he continued his slow and long thrust inwards and both let out a moan, one of pain, and one of pleasure. The journey for both of them was long and at the end Brian gave out a cry of completion, while Tyreal let out a sob, tears falling down his cheeks and onto is lovers face, shedding tears for both.
They stayed like that, immobile, clutching each other for support. Each holding onto another moment of completion and need, desperately trying to capture it forever, and hoping there would be no need to move on.
But they needed to, and with tears still streaming down his face, Tyreal slid himself out before gently pushing himself back in. Continuing the pace never quickened, never grew more desperate, never did it become the way it had been in the past. But soo it became easier for both, Tyreal slid along the passage with ease, giving out a cry of anguish as a flow of blood was opened; his tears came with new motivation.
“Faster Tyreal, I need you…”
The vampire complied letting his hips gain more speed in a steady pace. Soon his body was pounding into Brian’s making them both, somehow, moan in pleasure. Sweat poured down their bodies, and both of their cocks swelled with the need of release.
With one final cry of pure anguish, pure ecstasy, and pure need, both came, Brian spilling onto his own chest, whilst Tyreal’s mixed with his body, creating a mixture of their very essence.
Quickly the vampire removed himself, and grabbed a soothing lotion from his pants and applied it to the teen’s insides. Once satisfied he grabbed a cloth from anywhere and began to clean up the blood and semen until their bodies were clear. Finally he collapsed next to Brian. “Why?” He whispered into his ear, “Why did you do that.”
There was a silence for awhile, long enough for Tyreal to assume he had fallen asleep.
“I needed to show you, so you wouldn’t forget.”
Tyreal pulled Brian’s body closer to his, entwining their fingers, “I’ll never forget you.”
Never.
-_- -_-(Chapter End Dudes, after some mind blowing sex)
Ok people be happy it\'s another lemon YAY! But between who? *gasp* Is it Tyreal/Brian, Holden/Brian or will I atempt my first M/F and do an Ish/Alyssa!?!?! (The last one is a definant no)
After that here\'s the thanx for the reviewers who do the reviews. SHAME FOR THOS WHO DO NOT!!!
ZombieDuke: You need a life and stop reviewing (just KIDDING!!!) but I DO love the Kirby Dance!!! *throws cookie*
Bitbyboth: It\'s ok that you haven\'t been here in a while *bows and idicates to the entrance* all that matters is that you\'re here now and reading (oh and likeing the story is important too...) *throws cookie*
Oh ya this is a somewhat powerful chapter.. for me at least.
Chapie 15
It was a while after Alyssa left before Tyreal actually went to check if Brian had did as she just said. He slowly opened the door to the hall and peered outside, once he saw no one was present he turned, and at an even slower pace, opened the door to Brian’s room.
The faintest surprise flashed across his face when he noticed the human figure lying on the bed. Silently he glided across the room and slid himself next to his one time lover. Letting his fingers trail up Brain’s shirt, pulling the hem up, finally he entwined them around his victim’s back, causing him to stir.
“Hmm… Tyreal? What are you doing here?” He asked slowly waking up.
The vampire ripped off the back of his shirt, “Just let it happen,” his lips claimed Brian’s, “one last time.” The now free fingers destroyed the teen’s boxers, then the actions turned soft onto his skin, and Brian was quickly brought to the state of arousal. Swallowing the human’s moans Tyreal continued to lightly message Brian’s body until he was near to sleep.
He carefully flipped the teen over before releasing the pressure from the tense muscles under his fingers. Brian’s eyes remained closed, letting only the soft pants escaping his mouth alert his soon-to-be-gone lover that he as still awake. Tyreal’s hands finally came to a rest on the small of Brian’s back, while his eyes remained on his face and neck.
Quietly, not to disturb the one under him, the vampire leaned forward. His hands placed themselves on the sides of the bed, so not to let their holder fall. With his nose nearly brushing skin, the vampire took in a long sniff of the produced scent. For the smallest fraction of a second he registered another scent, faint but present, yet now, after all of this, it didn’t matter, so, without another thought he bit down, gently.
Instantly he felt the body under him stiffen, then shudder, and knew that he had reached his climax. The teen let out a soft moan, and quickly relaxed as the vampire took his fill.
Tyreal closed his eyes gently, letting himself take in the moment, the taste of Brian’s blood, the scent his body gave off, the feeling of warm skin under him, the sound of the giver’s calm breaths, they were so relaxed, so trusting that the vampire cursed himself even more for putting himself into a corner, and the only way out was to sacrifice his bond with the beautiful creature under him.
But now he had to let go, the moment gone with the needs of his once more lover. His teeth left the skin, the wound instantaneously healing afterwards. Quickly he stripped himself of his clothing, grabbing the container of oil that he had brought with him. He began to open the vial before he saw Brian begin to move and twist under him.
“No little one; let me take care of you.” He whispered, trying to stop the boy from worrying about anything. But he did not cease until he lay on his back, legs spread open. Tyreal gave a gentle smile before returning his attention to the oil, but a hand stopped him.
“Don’t; let nothing separate us this last time.” Brian murmured, before guiding the stunned vampire’s hands to his opening.
Tyreal gasped when his hand was moved, and a spread of worry came across his face. He looked up, “Are you sure?” He asked, only to be met by Brian’s trusting eyes.
Without another word the worried seme gently pushed a finger into Brian, his gaze never leaving the uke’s trusting eyes. The finger uneasily forced itself down its own path, but Brian’s face showed no sign of pain, so Tyreal pulled out and added a second. Only the faintest, briefest expression of mere discomfort shadow the teen’s eyes, so once again his better judgment Tyreal moved on, removing the fingers and adding a third. This time the discomfort came and stayed on Brian’s face, barely teetering onto the edge of pain. The vampire knew from years of experience that his lover was putting on a mask for him, something he had never asked or wanted, and even though it made him disgust himself even more, for Brian, he continued by removing the three fingers and positioning himself.
“Brian, stop this, I’m beggi-”
“No, I need you to do this, for me… for us.”
Their gazes into each others eyes never faltered, and with Brian’s stubborn look Tyreal knew he would never win. He bit down on his lip and slowly entered. Instantly he could see the poorly hidden pain creep onto Brian’s features, and feel the complete pure pressure slowly surrounding him. Without a question he continued his slow and long thrust inwards and both let out a moan, one of pain, and one of pleasure. The journey for both of them was long and at the end Brian gave out a cry of completion, while Tyreal let out a sob, tears falling down his cheeks and onto is lovers face, shedding tears for both.
They stayed like that, immobile, clutching each other for support. Each holding onto another moment of completion and need, desperately trying to capture it forever, and hoping there would be no need to move on.
But they needed to, and with tears still streaming down his face, Tyreal slid himself out before gently pushing himself back in. Continuing the pace never quickened, never grew more desperate, never did it become the way it had been in the past. But soo it became easier for both, Tyreal slid along the passage with ease, giving out a cry of anguish as a flow of blood was opened; his tears came with new motivation.
“Faster Tyreal, I need you…”
The vampire complied letting his hips gain more speed in a steady pace. Soon his body was pounding into Brian’s making them both, somehow, moan in pleasure. Sweat poured down their bodies, and both of their cocks swelled with the need of release.
With one final cry of pure anguish, pure ecstasy, and pure need, both came, Brian spilling onto his own chest, whilst Tyreal’s mixed with his body, creating a mixture of their very essence.
Quickly the vampire removed himself, and grabbed a soothing lotion from his pants and applied it to the teen’s insides. Once satisfied he grabbed a cloth from anywhere and began to clean up the blood and semen until their bodies were clear. Finally he collapsed next to Brian. “Why?” He whispered into his ear, “Why did you do that.”
There was a silence for awhile, long enough for Tyreal to assume he had fallen asleep.
“I needed to show you, so you wouldn’t forget.”
Tyreal pulled Brian’s body closer to his, entwining their fingers, “I’ll never forget you.”
Never.
-_- -_-(Chapter End Dudes, after some mind blowing sex)