Snacks and Sex

Okay people! Sorry bout the wait, but the next chappie is finally here! It's not as long as the first one...but hey! it was meant to be a one shot thing anyways! As before I would like feed back and if you see any spelling/grammar mistakes please tell me! (I've checked this thing 3 times but I'm sure something got through.)

Enjoy~!

When he woke again Damien was gone. Though that wasn’t that big of a surprise. Sitting up Kaden stretched and yawned. He felt better than he had after the first time, though still a bit sore. Looking around he pushed a curtain aside and poked his head out, looking for the missing vampire. Not seeing him Kaden smiled and stepped out, going to the bathroom to use the chamber pot.

Once he had relived himself he slipped into the hot bath again. If there was heaven on earth, it had to be this, he thought. He briefly wondered if anyone would miss him, then sighed. Of course not, who would miss the bastard son of a woodcutter? The only person that had ever cared for him was dead and gone…

He closed his eyes as thoughts of his mother fluttered past his mind. She had been so gentle, so kind to him… He pushed the thoughts away and pulled himself out of the tub, grabbing a towel to dry off. Once more wrapping the towel around his waist he walked back into the main room, glad that he didn’t see the vampire. The fire was crackling merrily, offering comfort in the familiar sound. He sat down on the floor next to the hearth, letting the fire help dry him as he stared into the flames.

He wasn’t sure how long he sat there, but when Damien entered the room is hair was a dry black cloud around his face. He jumped slightly when the other male touched his shoulder and looked up at him. “Master…?”

“I have food on the way for you.” He said, walking away and taking a seat on the far chair. The way he looked at him was slightly unnerving. Licking his lips Kaden nodded and looked back to the fire. He could feel the others eyes on him. Shivering he closed his eyes. He supposed things were better this way. The vampire would use him until he got bored with him, and then he would kill him. And ta-da! The world would he one less useless human.

‘Shut up,’ he told himself. He looked over to the door, hearing a knock. Damien stood up and opened it some, speaking softly. After a few more moments he turned around with a tray in his hands, closing the door with his foot. “Well sit at the table, I won’t have the carpets stained.”

Kaden saw Damien’s lip twitch as he fought not to smile, so he ignored the comment and stood up, still clutching the towel around his waist. So what if he had seen everything? It didn’t mean he would get a free show. Sitting down across from the other man he waited. When the other opened the lid the first thing he registered was the smell. Okay…that’s got to be good… looking at it he smiled. Stew. He loved stew.

He reached out to take the bowl but stopped, looking at Damien. When he saw the other male just looking at him he grabbed it and set it down in front of him. Picking up a spoon he quickly forgot about the vampire as he dug in. It was wonderful, full of beef and all sorts of tubers. The broth was nice and thick to. The only thing missing was bread…

Oh well. He could live with out it. After swallowing a particularly large spoonful, he looked around for something to drink and caught Damien’s eye. He blushed as he realized the other had been staring at him as he ate. “Umm…may I have something to drink…?” he asked softly.

Damien blinked and nodded, lifting the lid off the tray again. Oh… he hadn’t seen the glass of wine on the tray… “Thank you” he murmured, taking it. Was it just him, or had Damien’s hand lingered? Licking his lips again he took a tentative sip of the wine. It was good, the best he’d had actually. Carefully setting the glass aside he turned back to his food, eating it a bit slower now that he knew he had an audience…

He knew Damien was still watching him, and wondered why he didn’t say or do anything. He supposed it didn’t matter though. He finished the stew and pushed the bowl away, not looking up. Picking up the glass of wine he took another sip and just held it. He wanted to say something, he didn’t know what though.

Damien stood up and Kaden raised his head to watch him. He moved over to the bed and turning around caught Kaden’s eye. Beckoning him with a finger Damien smiles. “Come on pet.” Looking back down to the glass of wine, he takes one last drink from it and set it back on the table, standing up.

He licked his lips and walked over, shaking slightly. Parting the curtain he peered in. Damien was lying on the bed; his shirt was unlaced and showed off a tantalizing portion of skin… He looked over to Kaden and smirked. “Am I going to have to drag you here?” he asked. Kaden shook his head and looked down at the bed as he crawled onto it. His heart was beating like crazy, he only wished he knew if it was from fear or excitement.

Damien pulled him close and tilted his face up to look at him. “Good pet…” he brushed his lips across the trembling humans’. He pulled the towel away with little resistance. Looking up at Damien, Kaden shudderd and looked away. “Lie down.”

Kaden blushed and did so, lying flat on the bed and looking up at the vampire as he kneeled over him. He was beautiful though… All that spider-silk hair falling around his face, he looked like some statute made from the purest of marble brought to life. Damien brought his hand to rest on his chest, sliding it down to rest just above his navel.

Licking his lips Kaden shivered. He didn’t want to admit it, but he liked it when the other touched him this way. He couldn’t look away as the hand trailed lower and started to stroke his semi-hard cock. Those haunting grey eyes held him in place, and he didn’t want to move. He whimpered and thrust slightly into the hand. That must has been a signal or something because Damien smirked and pulled away so he could take off his shirt.

Kaden looked away and threw his arm over his eyes, waiting. He felt the bed move, and when the vampire didn’t immediately come back he ventured a look. Damien had moved over to the left, and seemed to be looking for something. He closed his eyes again. He didn’t want to see what he had gotten.

He was pulled forward by his feet; one foot being propped on Damien’s shoulder when he was done moving him. He heard a cork being popped, and the smell of honey-suckle assaulted him, almost drowning him in the sweetness. Moving his arm he looked up at see that Damien had gotten a bottle of what looked like water…no oil.

Why in he hells…Oh… He blushed and bit his lip. Smirking, Damien drizzled the sweet oil over Kaden’s stomach. He shivered. Damn that was cold…He gasped aloud as the vampire took it upon himself to anoint his straining shaft with the stuff. “Ahhhghh…”

Okay, it was cold and slick…He groaned and licked his lips. Damien moved him again, this time his entrance was open to the vampire’s gaze. Looking down at Kaden he smiled and bent forward. After that all coherent brain functions stopped. He was not kissing him there…right?!

“Ohh…” a wet heat was pressing against him and circling him. Kaden curled his hands into the blanket, moaning. This was so wrong, on way to many levels. But damn it felt good. “Ahh…Damien!” he moaned as the other’s tongue breeched him.

Almost on their own accord, his hips started to move against that wonderful appendage. He had no clue where the bottle of oil had gone, nor did he care… Damien was kneading his ass now, holding him still as he did so.

“Ngh…” His skin felt tight now, and he was flushed all over. “Damien, please!” he cried, trying his best to move his hips again. “Stop teasing me!” he pleaded, wriggling desperately. His tongue was moving inside of him, he was being fucked by this mans’ tongue!

After what seemed forever Damien pulled away and looked down at Kaden licking his lips. He was hard as a rock and he wanted…what did he want? Damien seemed to know because he lowered his ass back down, grinding his clothed cock against him. “Tell me what you want pet, tell me and I might do it.”

“Ahhh…I want you…I want you to fuck me.” He gasped.

Smirking like a cat that had gotten to the cream, the vampire let him go for a moment to untie the top of his pants, letting his hardness spring free. Reaching behind him he picked up the bottle of oil and poured some onto his hand then put it back amongst the nest of pillows.

Smearing it on himself, Damien shivers and licked his lips again, his eyes roaming over Kaden’s exposed body. Looking back up to his eyes, he locked his gaze as he probed a finger into him. Kaden whimpered and closed his eyes for a moment, pushing back against it and moaning softly.

“Yesss…”

A second then third finger was quickly followed by the first, and by the time Damien had him stretched out, he was panting and felt about ready to burst. “Pleasepleaseplease…” The breathless plea fell from his lips. Damien kissed him to silence him as he positioned himself, and was eagerly kissed back.

Kaden poured all the pent up passion, longing, and frustration onto that kiss, and moaned loudly when the vampire thrust his cock into him. He started to whimper and make small pleasure sounds as Damien moved with in him. Their tongues dueled, as their bodies joined.

Breaking the kiss, Kaden panted heavily. Damien may not need to breath, but he did! Wrapping his arms around Damien’s neck he arched up to meet his thrusts. The vampire moved his sensual assault to his neck then, nipping and sucking on the spot just behind his ear. Gasping, Kaden moaned and turned his head farther to the side, offering up more flesh. With every suck and nip, the sensations seemed to travel down to his aching member.

“Ahh...Damien…ngh…AHHGHH!” he closed his eyes and bit his lip. White-hot pleasure shot through him as the spot inside him was bumped against. “Nnaaagh…” He wrapped his legs around Damien waist, urging him harder, faster… His hands moved down the vampires back, then back up to his head to tangle in his hair.

“Oh gods…Damien! Please, please touch me…!” He wriggled his hips up so that his arousal would grind against the vampires stomach. All logical thoughts had left, the only thing he knew was the he needed this man...it was like he was looking through a haze of need.

He moaned loudly when Damien reached between their writhing bodies’s to grasp him. Damien pulled out of the raven-haired mans embrace and leaned back, thrusting into him roughly as his hand worked his hard staff, still slick with the oil. “Ohhhh!” He curled one hand in the blanket again while his other hand moved across his chest.

The small bundle of nerves was hit again and he arched off the bed, his mouth open as his harsh pants filled the room. “Ngh…M-Master…Ahhh…” His cock seemed to swell, as he got closer to his climax. He opened his eyes to look at Damien. The vampire’s eyes were laced with red, and he was growling softly as he thrust hard into Kaden. His hand tightened on the humans shaft and Kaden fell back onto the bed, whimpering.

“I…I’m…Oooohhh…! Fuuuuck!” he closed his eyes again, and writhed as he came. His seed shot out of his member in erratic bursts, some hitting his face, but most of it landing on his chest. Damien milked him for everything he had before he cried out threw his head back, coming also; his hips thrusting into him hard. He stayed there for a few moments, shuddering.

Kaden lay boneless on the bed, lost in a perpetual state of pleasure and sleep. His heart was still beating a thousand miles a minute it seemed. Damien slowly pulled out of him-causing Kaden to wither and moan again- and fell to the side, one arm across Kaden’s chest. After a short while he moved again and propped himself on his elbow, looking down at the human.

He traced the side of his face, smiling when he opened his eyes. Bending down he kissed him again, his hand trailing down his chest, swirling his fingers through the sticky mess there. “See? I told you I would give you pleasure.” He whispered. Bringing his fingers to his face he smirks and flicks his tongue out, licking them clean.

Kaden blushed and looked away, murmuring something incomprehensible. He sighed and snuggled deeper into the soft blanket, exhausted for some odd reason. He felt Damien pick him up and he sighed. He was settled back on the bed and the blanket pulled over him. He got another kiss to the temple and Damien left him.

He fell asleep soon after Damien left.

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Damien looked back at the sleeping form of his pet and smiled. He walked to the bathroom to clean up. It had worked better than he thought it would; he would have to congratulate Jacob for helping him obtain the aphrodisiac. Taking off his pants, he sat down on the edge of the tub, letting his legs be submerged. Taking a washrag he wetted it in the warm water and proceeded to clean himself.

When the food had come, he had to control his urge to smirk. It had almost been too easy. There had been a moment when Damien had thought Kaden suspected something…but it had been nothing. Hell, he doubted that Kaden would have noticed anything the way he ate. Though Damien would have to remember not to stare at him again…

Setting aside the cloth he stands up and dries off. Bending down he picked up his wrinkled and stained pants and walked back into the bedroom. He lifted one of the curtains and looked on the bed. Kaden was out cold. Letting the curtain fall closed Damien smirked. Good.

Tossing the pants on the floor, Damien opened a small clothes chest to the left of the door he pulled out a new pair of pants and a shirt. Slipping them on he opened the door and stepped out into a hall, locking the door behind him. Turning left he went to the Library. The walls were lined with bookcases, which in turn were lined with books. A stone lined hearth made it’s home in the far wall, and small lamps were perched at regular intervals in the room to keep it lit.

Settling himself into a comfortable chair he picked up a book and absently looked over to the tall clock near the door. Hmm…just past midnight. He was early. Jacob would be here soon enough though. Flipping through the pages he found the one he had marked and began to read, though his mind was elsewhere...

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Almost an hour later he heard a knock on the door. “Come in.” A man with soft brown curls stepped in, smiling. “So, did it work?” he asked, sitting down across from Damien. His green eyes took in the other’s mused appearance and he smirked. “Not that I have to ask…”

Damien chuckles and sets aside the book. “Indeed…. So, what have you heard?” he asked, leaning forward. Jacob pushed some of his hair back and sighed. “There has been talk that you may be called to the courts. Why the elders would want to see you however is sill unclear.”

Damien nodded and licked his lips. That would explain why he was being followed. It had only started two weeks ago, but he had be worried none the less. But why would he be summoned? He shook his head ruefully. Only time would tell.


“From what I’ve heard, the power structure is damaged somehow. Common knowledge it may be, but do you think it might be related?” Jacob asked softly. Damien looked over and nodded. “It might.” he shrugged. “I don’t see the point in agonizing over it. Preparing is fine, but I don’t want to dwell on it for to long.”

Jacob sat up in his chair and sighed. “Alright then. Truthfully there is no more to say, so I shall take my leave.” he stood up and bowed. “Until our next meeting then.” Damien nodded politely and watched as Jacob left. “Until then.” he muttered.
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