Darkrider

Author’s notes: Hey! I hope you have been enjoying the first two of this series. I am going to be making the fourth soon, so no worries!

Warning: Chapter contains violence, language and heavy sexual content (Lemon)

Disclaimer: These are my own characters; please do not use them without my consent.

Chapter 3: Shadow

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Victor rushed in the doors, closing the huge metal with a kick of his foot. He was too impatient to focus on locking it. He ran to the couch and put Tyler’s limp body onto the soft cushions. “Hang in there…” He pressed his hand to the boy’s face.

Rushing through the hall and into a small closed off room, Victor allowed his eyes to look around rapidly for the calming substance that would allow the boy to relax and numb. He grabbed the bottle that settled restlessly on the desk and a few other items to wrap the abrasion with.

Taking no time to breathe, he quickly returned to the boy’s side. His eyes gazed a bit over the boy, sensing signs of distress. He tried to wake Tyler from the faint, “Tyler? Tyler, you have to wake up!” He sighed and took a drink from the bottle. Leaning over the boy slightly, he pressed his lips apprehensively against the boy’s pale ones. The warm liquid streamed from his mouth into Tyler’s. The liquid flowed smoothly along the boy’s throat and down into his stomach.

Victor’s tongue guided the liquid to finish its course through the boy’s mouth. Silently though, Victor’s mouth ached with desire to move around. His tongue slid along Tyler’s before returning to its designated spot in Victor’s mouth.

Victor pulled away, to watch the boy. The lips were taunting him; why had the boy tasted so good? Victor burned with rage, cursing himself for such thoughts. He grabbed the first aide items, laying them out on the floor.

He leaned a bit, removing Tyler’s shirt so he could access the wound a bit be easier. He took a warm rag and brought it to the blood stained skin. His hand soothed the boy that shivered slightly at the touch. “Shhh…I am just cleaning the injury.” His hands were gentle and ran warmly along the boy’s heaving abdomen.

Finally, he wrapped the injury with a body wrap bandage. He smoothed out the wrinkles and taped the edge so it would stay on the skin. His eyes glazed along the younger boformform. Tyler’s chest rose lightly and fell as he breathed, dreaming about things that were unknown to Victor.

Shaking off a bit of his surprise, Victor walked over to the kitchen. He was fumed with his careless actions, ‘Why didn’t I realize that Damion wasn’t that easy?’ He tilted his head slightly. ‘I am so careless some times.’ He brought the water to begin to boil it.

Victor rested his body against the counter top. His eyes relaxed on a picture of the ocean on his wall. He let out a low sigh. Nothing could be more beautiful then that ocean that was pictured on his wall. Something made him want to feel the fresh sea breeze; taking in the salty air; relaxing by the shore to feel the water at his feet.

Victor thought about how innocent Tyler looked as he rested on that couch. “Shadow…” he mumbled slightly. He liked the sound of that name that was now a reminder of Tyler. To his surprise, the boy had thought and fought with his body and mind. ‘I just wish that he didn’t have to deal with Damion on his first “outing”’ He let a low groan roll off his lips.

Damion had touched Tyler so greedily, ‘Bastard…heartless fucking bastard.’ He growled as he remembered the eerie man running his hands along Tyler’s form. It caused his rage to grow within his stomach.

He mixed in the ingredients for the soup that he was making for the boy who lie unconscious on the couch. He finished the stirring and allowed the hot liquid to cool off. He walked silently over to Tyler’s side, “Hello Shadow…” He smiled as he pulled some silky strands from the boy’s face.

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Tyler awoke to the smell of night shifting in the air. His eyes focused a bitoughough things were still a bit of a haze. He turned and noticed that Victor was sitting out on the chair that rested near a book case; the man’s hands wrapped around a book that rest lightly on his chest. He looked relaxed.

Tyler sat up. He remembered the events that had happened when he was out for the first time fighting with his trained skills. He allowed his hand to rest solely on his chest. He noticed that a bandage circle several times around a now healing wound.

Tyler got up lightly, making sure not to tear the healing wound. He was surprised at the fact that it no longer hurt. He drifted over to his room, hoping to change his clothes. He went into the drawers, searching for some good clothing to wear.

Someone pressed their hands to his shoulder. The familiar body sent shivers down his spine. ‘Damion?’ he thought fearfully. He turned slightly and looked at those icy-cold eyes that pierce through him with lust and rage.

Before Tyler could shout out, the vampire had him pressed against the wall and was forcing his cold lips against Tyler’s. Tyler tried to move, but the vampire held him securely against the hard wall.

The moist tongue lined his lips with saliva that tingled slightly against his sensitive lips. Tyler forced his lips to hold shut, ‘No, must stay strong!’ His body tore away from Damion’s, trying desperately to get away from him.

Damion only smiled against the boy’s lips; he moved his lips to the boy’s ear, “Give in to me…you know you want to…” He allowed his tongue to moisten the shell of the boy’s ear. Tyler let out a deep moan and without thinking, launched his body causing the vampire to fall to the ground.

Damion stared in mere astonishment, “You withheld from my powers?” His body was suddenly paler then when he had first seen Damion. Tyler grabbed at the vampire, tossing his foot to kick the man in his side. “You killed my mother you fucking BEAST!” With a swift movement, Tyler pressed his fist into the man that now was pushing Tyler to the wall.

Damion disappeared from the room, laughing as his voice trailed, “I might have to look into your skills young one!”

Tyler let out a low sigh; his lips were trembling as he felt his body giving out from below him. He didn’t know what to do, or how he could ever tell Victor. Tyler moved from the room only to run into Victor on his way. Victor laid cold eyes on him, his face flushed with sleep.

“Was that Damion?” His voice came out in an almost whisper. He watched the boy, hoping that he was seeing things just a bit ago. Tyler nodded his hands trembling. Victor became angry, “What did he do to you?” He tried to stay calm for the boy’s sake.

Tyler held back the tears, “He pinned me against the wall and kissed me…” He allowed his hands to clasp desperately in each other. “I’m sorry…I pushed him off and he disappeared.” He trembled slightly as he felt a hand on his shoulder.

Victor gently massaged the boy’s trembling shoulder, “Don’t worry, I will put some items in your room to protect you. I have to guard the door again obviously.” He allowed the boy to fall into his embrace. He rested his head on the boy, hoping that he would calm down from the constant shivering he was doing.

Victor finally looked down at Tyler, “Look, if you are afraid, do you think it would make you feel better if you shared a room with me tonight?” He worried that it might have come out to be slightly an invitation for ‘intimate interactions’ but it wasn’t.

Tyler nodded lightly and with that Victor picked the boy up, taking him down the hall to his room. “You need to rest, you still haven’t fully healed and I am tired.” He smiled as he put him down. His heart skipped a beat as he watched the boy take his hand. Tyler smiled softly, “Thanks for everything.”

Victor finally collapsed to the side of the boy, taking in a sharp breath as the boy held tightly to his hand. He felt his desire to touch the boy become stronger. He never had this feeling before, one he felt in his pants. He widened his eyes, ‘Am I getting ‘turned on’?’ The shock of the situation allowed his mind to catch up with his body.

Tyler’s hand held tightly still to Victor’s, hoping that he would not leave his side. Victor gently grasped the hand, pressing his body into the boy. “Don’t worry, I won’t let anything happen” he whispered in the boy’s ear. Tyler felt his body tingle as he felt Victor’s body behind him.

Victor moved his hand onto the boy’s waist, his other occupying itself with the boy’s blonde hair. The silky length ran smoothly through his finger as he closed his eyes and took in a deep breath.

Finally, closing his eyes Victor drifted into sleep. For the first time in over ten years, Victor dreamed about something. Though actions in his dream were forgotten upon waking up, something stirred inside him; a feeling that was not quite known.

Victor’s hand tightened around Tyler’s abdomen, sighing deeply. He closed his eyes again and drifted off into a world of sweet pleasures and wondered instances.

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Tyler slowly opened his eyes, his body warmed against the man behind him. He felt a small smile playfully rise among his lips. He pressed his hand against the man’s fingers that now gentle nudged his stomach. His body jumped when he felt the man’s hand slowly rise against his torso, pulling the shirt up. The exposed skin shivered in delight as its sensitive bristles were finally awakened.

Victor opened his eyes, looking at the back of the boy’s neck. “Tyler, you awake?” His voice came out of his mouth with a lazy tone that echoed through the room. Tyler nodded his head, not trusting his voice to speak. Victor raised his hand a bit higher, sending shivers down the boy’s spine.

Pleasure seeped soothingly along Tyler’s body, its course streamed along his veins and to the cells that rested on the sensitive skin. He allowed his body to arch into the man behind him, moaning lightly as the man’s finger tips circled his nipples like a hawk. Victor ran his knee between the boy’s thighs, pushing against the hard shaft that now throbbed lightly.

Victor groaned slightly, “I’m sorry…I can’t…control my urges…” Tyler breathed heavily as his nipples were attacked needlessly by the man’s soft finger tips. Tyler grinned lightly, “I don’t mind…” His body arched a bit as the man’s hand moved along the sensitive skin south of the boy’s nipples.

Victor flicked his tongue dynamically against the skin on the back of the boy’s neck. Tyler turned to face Victor, his face red with passion; his eyes were calm, but full of lust as he breathed against the naked skin on Victor’s neck.

Victor brought his hand to the boy’s warm cheek, smiling into the innocent eyes. His body wanted the boy; desired the boy more then life itself. He leaned his head, pressing his heated lips against Tyler’s. Parting the thin line of his mouth, Victor allowed his tongue to go lick the boy’s closed lips.

Tyler felt the moist velvet line his dry lips with a warm liquid. He parted his lips shyly, allowing the length of the tongue wander in the depths of his mouth. Victor’s tongue explored the wet depths of the boy’s delicious mouth. He brought the boy’s tongue to battle as his head soothed the skin on his abdomen.

Tyler arched against the hand, pushing the fingers to touch fiercely along the aroused skin cells that lined his body. Victor sent his hand to go to the trimming of the boy’s sweat pants, touching the rim slightly before entering. Tyler gasped into Victor’s mouth as he felt the hand invade his pants.

Victor ran his hand along the bulge in the boy’s boxers, caressing the hardened skin beneath the material. His body was heated with the thought of bringing the boy to completion and tasting his fluids.

Victor ran butterfly kisses to the boy’s pressing ear, “Do you want me as much as I want you?” The voice was husky and low, sending Tyler with a surge of adrenaline. Tyler brought his mouth to the man’s neck, nipping it softly before taking in the skin and sucking greedily. Victor had gotten his answer, allowing his hand to go beneath the material depths of the boy’s boxers.

Tyler used his tongue to wet the blood surging neck, tasting the man’s sweat that burnished along his whole body. He let a low moan escape his lips as Victor’s hand ran along his length; the hand move hotly against the very sensitive skin cells that throbbed with desire.

Tyler domed at the increasingly pleasuring strides of the man’s engulfing hand; his eyes rolled back into his head as the feeling of want initiated, intensifying with the man’s growing pace. His body flushed with unbearable heat that creased into his very soul, taunting his rational realm beneath.

Victor rolled easily on top of the boy, his hands pushing his body to linger above Tyler. His eyes were centered on Tyler’s lips as his body trembled with excitement. Tyler gazed up at the man as if he was in a trance, his body also trembling with desire. Victor inclined down to Tyler’s lips, licking them hungrily.

Pressing his hands against or’sor’s abdomen, Tyler removed the shirt without difficulty. He slid his hands along the bare muscle that contracted under his touch and the strain of his position; Tyler’s eyes in complete admiration for the men that hovered above him. As if Victor had read his thoughts, he bent down and pulled the pants completely from the boy’s body; his hand lingered just above the pulsing arousal.

Tyler let out a slight moan, trying to breath out the pure ecstasy of the position he was now in. ‘This is like a dream’ he pushed his thoughts for a reason why this was happening to him; he finally concluded that he didn’t care as long as it continued its pleasuring course.

Victor claimed the boy’s lips once more, thrusting his tongue into the boy’s willing mouth. Tyler leaned his head up to deepen the passionate kiss, wrapping his arms around the man’s neck to close out the space between their bodies. Simultaneously, both gave out a slight gasp asir sir sensitive skin mingled together with the closeness.

Victor thrusted his hips against the boy’s erection, causing the boy to release a moan of complete want. Victor removed his pants, pressing his large erection against the boy’s. Their breaths weighted as they began to run the lengths against each other.

Tyler felt the heated body leave him; he whimpered in protest as Victor grabbed lotion. Victor grinned as he returned to being on top of the boy. He smothered his fingers in the lotion and leaned down. “Shadow, this will hurt at first…but I’m sure it gets better.” He pressed his calm lips against the boy’s trembling ones and circled the opening in between the boy’s cheeks.

With a small thrust, he allowed his finger to explore the depths of the warm tunnel. Tyler let out a gasp, adjusting to the new invasion. ‘Shadow? Why did he call me that?’ Before he could think anymore he felt the man’s finger hit his prostate. He let out a deep moan that vibrated along his throat as his body became overwhelmed with pleasure.

Victor added another finger, joining it with the previous finger inside the tight tunnel; he moved them along the tunnel, repeatedly touching the prostate. Finally, he added the third finger, moving along the tunnel to open the depths within. Tyler moaned as he felt the end nearing. Victor noticed that the boy was increasing the speed of the thrusts with his hips.

He pulled his fingers out and spread lotion along his length. Tyler’s eyes were hazy with lust and pleasure. He quickly grabbed Victor, pulling him close as the man thrusted his hips into the boy. Victor felt his body tense as Tyler gave out a loud moan. He started his pace slow, but gained speed as the boy began to moan.

His erection slid inside the boy several times, hitting the prostate almost every time. Tyler moaned loudly in complete bliss his hips pounding against Victors. “Harder…” his body arched as he tried to press into Victor firmly. With a final thrust, both screamed out each other’s names as their seeds concurrently released from their arousals.

Victor pulled out gently and collapsed to Tyler’s right; his chest heaving with much effort as he tried to regain his body’s regular inhalation. He turned smiling, before allowing his eyes to close. Tyler regulated his breathing, traveling his hand along the side of Victor’s face.

Victor took Tyler into his embrace, breathing against his head. The two drifted into a deep sleep, warm in each other’s hold. Tyler’s face pressed softly against Victor’s cambered chest.

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End Note: I hope you enjoyed that oh-so-detailed scene…--regains composure—I hope to get some reviews on this one ^.^