Warming a Vampires Heart
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Vampire › Slash - Male/Male
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Vampire › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
6
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3,208
Reviews:
6
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Currently Reading:
1
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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.
Chapter 3
I\'m sorry this one is so short; I\'ve been really sick lately. To make up for it I\'ll give you some nice character profiles! ;p
Deo
Black hair, the color of raven’s feathers, falls to his shoulders. Eyes a deep crimson red. Pale pasty skin, that looks almost pure white. 6’3’’ Age unknown appears 26ish
Fathi
Medium brown hair that falls to mid back. Dull red eyes, and tanned skin. 6’ 2432 years old. Was turned at 20.
Taran
Short layered dark blond hair. Faded red, almost to the point of pink, eyes. Light skin, unmarred by the sunlight. 5’11’’ He is only 350 years old. Was turned at 23
Leo (Leopold)
Soft caramel brown hair that falls in harsh layers to a few inches above his shoulders, with deep green eyes. Light skin that tans when out in the sun for extended periods of time. 5’7’’. 23
Rain
Natural white blond hair that falls down to his lower back. His eyes are a light crystal blue, that if you look close enough have flecks of gray in them. He has pale skin that he constantly keeps covered to keep from it burning. He’s 5’9’’ and only 17 years old.
Nate (Nathan)
Chocolate brown hair that seems to fall into a natural messing state, no matter how much he brushes it, in short layers. His eyes are cat eyes, literally. He has hazel eyes with a small skinny pupil. His naturally tan skin marks his Native American heritage inherited by his grandfather. 5’6’’ and 20 years old.
Well there you go, now you all get get a clear view of what they\'re suppose to look like.
Chapter 3
Rain and Leo followed the two for a few minutes, before splitting up. Rain falling back a bit, drawing his bow off his back and an arrow from his quiver. Leo ran around ahead cutting them off, from the front. In their positions, they wait to act until Nate and the leech are in place.
Nate smiled at the leech walking next to him; it’s a shame to waste such looks on a leech. If his timing was right, Leo and Rain would be in place and they could get this show on the road.
“So tell me Taran,” Nate begins, “How far is this place of yours anyway.”
“Its a little way’s yet, young one, be patient.” Taran replies as he smiles at the hunter’s impatience. He was really going to enjoy teaching this young one how to enjoy slowing things down. “You can see it from here, though.” Pointing to the right, to a large mansion on top of a hill.
Nate’s eyes widen, “Big place,” he says outwardly. F*ck! Don’t tell me that he’s the new fucking leader, please no. “you must have a great bed.” Fuck. Shit. Double fuck. “So are you going to tie me up to it?”F*uuuuuck! And I can’t warn Leo and Rain, shit!
“Yes it is little hunter, and I plan to show you exactly how wonderful life can be.” Taran leans down to kiss his little hunter for the first time, but is interrupted by a sharp pain in his back. At this point he sees another hunter running up from the front, blades drawn. He assumed that it was an arrow making his back feel that way. Using his inhuman speed, he came up behind the young one, grabbing his wrists. “You’ve made me angry, young one”
Nate snarled at him. “Like I care, leech.” Letting his voice fill with his distaste for this man’s kind, yet couldn’t seem to completely mask the desire there was well.
“Ah, but my love, I can hear your want of me.” He says in a harshly teasing voice. Moving his hand down to cup the boy’s penis, giving it a soft squeeze earning a small moan from his toy. “You’re still hard for me. You want me, as I want you. Be warned my love, I will make you mine.” With this said, Taran quickly moves down, biting his neck just enough to pierce skin, but without feeding. After doing this he releases his neck and licks the wound, whispering in Nate’s ear as he does so. “You belong to me now love, I’ll be able to find you where ever you go.” His voice was soft and threatening, as he breathed the words into the boy’s ear. With this said let go of Nate’s wrists and disappeared.
Fathi walked down the halls of the large mansion, moving toward Deo’s room. ‘Deo, are you listening to me?’
After a few minutes, a voice comes into Fathi’s mind. It’s a deep lazy sound, its tone bored. ‘Yes Fathi, I heard you. The child as gotten into trouble again, I can feel him teleporting here as we speak.’ Just as this was said, Fathi felt a presence behind him. Turning he see’s Taran falling to he’s knees on the floor.
‘Fathi! Deo! A little help please!’ Fathi felt screamed into his mind.
Flinching Fathi kneels, looking at the arrow sticking out of his friend’s shoulder. “I’m right here my friend, there’s no need to yell. Though I see your little hunter left you with a gift.” Fathi withheld most of the sarcasm out of his voice. “Maybe I should just leave you like this, maybe you’ll learn this time.” Taran’s always doing this.
“Damn it Fathi, you don’t understand. I fucking marked the bastard.” Taran’s voice came out in a pleaded tone of disparity. “I staked my claim on him; I have to go get him. He’s mine.”
Fathi stood frozen for a few moments, then replying, in a soft voice filled with anger.
“You did what…”
“I marked the hunter. You know what I’m talking about”
“Did you…?”
Taran interrupted. “No.”
“Good. Now that that is covered.” He paused, anger never leaving his voice. “Why in the hell did you find it necessary to take that hunters life into your hands?”
“I don’t know!” Taran yelled loudly. “It was instinct or something.”
“That’s enough yelling.” A calm deep voice came from behind them. “I don’t think that yelling is going to solve any of this.”
“Deo!” They both said at once. Taran’s voice hopeful and Fathi’s half a groan, as they turned toward the voice.
Deo smiled at his two companions. “We’ll just have to go fetch this hunter, won’t we?”
End chapter 2
Deo
Black hair, the color of raven’s feathers, falls to his shoulders. Eyes a deep crimson red. Pale pasty skin, that looks almost pure white. 6’3’’ Age unknown appears 26ish
Fathi
Medium brown hair that falls to mid back. Dull red eyes, and tanned skin. 6’ 2432 years old. Was turned at 20.
Taran
Short layered dark blond hair. Faded red, almost to the point of pink, eyes. Light skin, unmarred by the sunlight. 5’11’’ He is only 350 years old. Was turned at 23
Leo (Leopold)
Soft caramel brown hair that falls in harsh layers to a few inches above his shoulders, with deep green eyes. Light skin that tans when out in the sun for extended periods of time. 5’7’’. 23
Rain
Natural white blond hair that falls down to his lower back. His eyes are a light crystal blue, that if you look close enough have flecks of gray in them. He has pale skin that he constantly keeps covered to keep from it burning. He’s 5’9’’ and only 17 years old.
Nate (Nathan)
Chocolate brown hair that seems to fall into a natural messing state, no matter how much he brushes it, in short layers. His eyes are cat eyes, literally. He has hazel eyes with a small skinny pupil. His naturally tan skin marks his Native American heritage inherited by his grandfather. 5’6’’ and 20 years old.
Well there you go, now you all get get a clear view of what they\'re suppose to look like.
Chapter 3
Rain and Leo followed the two for a few minutes, before splitting up. Rain falling back a bit, drawing his bow off his back and an arrow from his quiver. Leo ran around ahead cutting them off, from the front. In their positions, they wait to act until Nate and the leech are in place.
Nate smiled at the leech walking next to him; it’s a shame to waste such looks on a leech. If his timing was right, Leo and Rain would be in place and they could get this show on the road.
“So tell me Taran,” Nate begins, “How far is this place of yours anyway.”
“Its a little way’s yet, young one, be patient.” Taran replies as he smiles at the hunter’s impatience. He was really going to enjoy teaching this young one how to enjoy slowing things down. “You can see it from here, though.” Pointing to the right, to a large mansion on top of a hill.
Nate’s eyes widen, “Big place,” he says outwardly. F*ck! Don’t tell me that he’s the new fucking leader, please no. “you must have a great bed.” Fuck. Shit. Double fuck. “So are you going to tie me up to it?”F*uuuuuck! And I can’t warn Leo and Rain, shit!
“Yes it is little hunter, and I plan to show you exactly how wonderful life can be.” Taran leans down to kiss his little hunter for the first time, but is interrupted by a sharp pain in his back. At this point he sees another hunter running up from the front, blades drawn. He assumed that it was an arrow making his back feel that way. Using his inhuman speed, he came up behind the young one, grabbing his wrists. “You’ve made me angry, young one”
Nate snarled at him. “Like I care, leech.” Letting his voice fill with his distaste for this man’s kind, yet couldn’t seem to completely mask the desire there was well.
“Ah, but my love, I can hear your want of me.” He says in a harshly teasing voice. Moving his hand down to cup the boy’s penis, giving it a soft squeeze earning a small moan from his toy. “You’re still hard for me. You want me, as I want you. Be warned my love, I will make you mine.” With this said, Taran quickly moves down, biting his neck just enough to pierce skin, but without feeding. After doing this he releases his neck and licks the wound, whispering in Nate’s ear as he does so. “You belong to me now love, I’ll be able to find you where ever you go.” His voice was soft and threatening, as he breathed the words into the boy’s ear. With this said let go of Nate’s wrists and disappeared.
Fathi walked down the halls of the large mansion, moving toward Deo’s room. ‘Deo, are you listening to me?’
After a few minutes, a voice comes into Fathi’s mind. It’s a deep lazy sound, its tone bored. ‘Yes Fathi, I heard you. The child as gotten into trouble again, I can feel him teleporting here as we speak.’ Just as this was said, Fathi felt a presence behind him. Turning he see’s Taran falling to he’s knees on the floor.
‘Fathi! Deo! A little help please!’ Fathi felt screamed into his mind.
Flinching Fathi kneels, looking at the arrow sticking out of his friend’s shoulder. “I’m right here my friend, there’s no need to yell. Though I see your little hunter left you with a gift.” Fathi withheld most of the sarcasm out of his voice. “Maybe I should just leave you like this, maybe you’ll learn this time.” Taran’s always doing this.
“Damn it Fathi, you don’t understand. I fucking marked the bastard.” Taran’s voice came out in a pleaded tone of disparity. “I staked my claim on him; I have to go get him. He’s mine.”
Fathi stood frozen for a few moments, then replying, in a soft voice filled with anger.
“You did what…”
“I marked the hunter. You know what I’m talking about”
“Did you…?”
Taran interrupted. “No.”
“Good. Now that that is covered.” He paused, anger never leaving his voice. “Why in the hell did you find it necessary to take that hunters life into your hands?”
“I don’t know!” Taran yelled loudly. “It was instinct or something.”
“That’s enough yelling.” A calm deep voice came from behind them. “I don’t think that yelling is going to solve any of this.”
“Deo!” They both said at once. Taran’s voice hopeful and Fathi’s half a groan, as they turned toward the voice.
Deo smiled at his two companions. “We’ll just have to go fetch this hunter, won’t we?”
End chapter 2