Crimson Moonlight

Thanks to littleolme for catching the HUGE error I made with this chapter. Have no idea how it happened, and thanks to for littleolme letting me know. I didn't take the time to make sure the chapter uploaded properly, and I apologize. I'll be more careful. Now, enjoy the third chapter.

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His memory was still hazy, and his vision was only recently refocusing. As more and more of the room became visible he noticed the abundance of pink and white the room adorned, as well as the frills that laced the blinds and the covers on the bed. The room was quite spacious, large enough to walk around in, and the wardrobe in the corner of the room was quite large. A very pleasant room, and the bed on which he sat was very soft and comfortable. Still, Ren wasn't deceived by the rooms otherwise gentle appearance.

The windows were barred, the door was locked, and any item that could be used as a weapon had been removed from the room, including the bedposts. The room was a prison, a comfortable prison, but a prison nonetheless. Glancing outside the secured windows, Ren saw no sign of the town, but he recognized the woods that seemed to enshroud the area's perimeter as the forest on the outskirts of the city. Judging from how high up he was, he estimated the house was at least three stories, a mansion of some kind. Given it's location in the middle of nowhere, Ren surmised it was likely a villa.

Trying to remember, all he could recollect after answering the door were two peoples whose faces he couldn't recall, and then a sharp pain to the back of his head that sent him reeling. After that, everything was a blur. Shutting the curtains, he crawled onto the expansive bed and stretched out. It was far more comfortable than the shabby, been-jizzed-on five million times bed at the hotel.

A clicking sound brought Ren's guard back up, springing from the bed, prepared to defend himself from whomever might enter the room. A fierce looking man stepped, seeming rather young with his hair standing straight up in slick spikes. "Master Alexander wishes to see you. I'll be your escort." In his hands the man held a set of lavender clothes that he lay on the bed. Ren's stare never broke from the man, his body tense.

"Who's Alexander?" Ren stepped forward in what he considered to be a failed attempt at intimidation.

"My Master, now change clothes. He wishes you too look good for supper." Ren glanced at the clothes. Royal purple with multiple frills and layers that gave the entire garb look like something royalty of fantasy novels might wear, including the skin tight spandex pants that would surely do little in terms of cover.

"No way in hell am I putting that on." He might have been intimidated, but on this issue he would stand his ground.

"The Master thought you might say that, after all, humans have no taste in clothing. Nevertheless..." The vampire stepped forward, amused by the step-back that Ren made. His clawed fingers slipped under the collar of Ren's t-shirt and tore it off in one swift motion.

"W-What the hell!?" Ren exclaimed, his exposed upper body nipped by the cold air of the mansion. Taking a step back away from the vampire, he stumbled over the bed, his body collapsing back against the plush covers.

"He said that if you refused, he'd accept you attending dinner naked." The clawed hand slipped under the waist of Ren's sleep pants, threatening the shred the material as easily as he had the cotton of the shirt.

"Alright, alright, alright!" He conceded. He'd feel ridiculous, but he'd put on the damn outfit. He had far too much pride, and too little resistance to the cold to attend the supper naked. Satisfied with his easy break-in of Ren, the vampire backed away.

"Good, now get ready."

"Some privacy please." The vampire howled in laughter.

"You humans...so modest..." The vampire turned his back to Ren. He'd intended for the vampire to leave the room, but he was quickly accepting the concept of "take what you can get."

Thrust rather crudely against the bar, blood erupted from the last-surviving vampire's mouth. Whether he'd damaged internal organs or caused the bloodsucker to cough up his last meal, Kyrios wasn't too sure. He stepped across the river of vampire corpses that lay at his feet, making his way toward his final victim. "Now..." The word was almost friendly. He pressed the magnum to the vampire's temple. "...I know that the leader of your little gang isn't here...so where is he?"

"G-Go to hell...you're gonna kill me anyway." Blood gathered in his mouth, the vampire turned it to a weapon, spitting it on the hunters cheek.

Laughing at the vampire's rather weak defiance, he pulled the magnum away from the vampire's head. "Look pal, it's a given that you're gonna die here..." He lowered the magnum in a teasing descent down the vampire's body. "...The only variable here..." The gun's descent halted at the vampire's kneecap. "...Is how fast..." Squeezing the trigger, the vampire howled in pain as his kneecap was blown out. "And you have another one, as well as two elbows, two shoulders, two eyes..." His gun pointed toward the vampires groin. "...Two balls..."

"A-Alright!!!" Broken, Kyrios's favorite type of vampire. "H-He's in a villa, southeast outside of the city. Deep in the woods, but you should be able to find it."

"Heh...good boy..." The gun again pressed against the vampire's head, the bloodsucker clenching his eyes shut as he awaited mercy.

The large, Victorian doors opened, Ren tugged roughly along into the dining hall by his spiky haired escort. A long stretch of table adorned with many foods and multiple variations of wine lay before him. Multiple types of meat, bread, stews, white and red wines. Rather, Ren found himself hoping that it was red wine on the table.

At the end of the table, sitting with his head resting comfortably in his hands was a man of sheer beauty. An almost ethereal glow enshrouded him as the soft light of the moon fluttered in from the window behind him, adding a shimmer to his silver hair that spilled down his back. His eyes cracked open upon their entry, seeming to be taken aback by the sight of Ren in the outfit he'd provided. "Lance, must you be so rough with my guest? Treat him with the same respect you'd treat me."

The spiky haired vampire scoffed, releasing his harsh grip of Ren's arm. "Sorry, sir..." Bowing, Lance turned and left the room, shutting the door behind him.

Gone, Ren turned his eyes upon the silver haired vampire before him, who seemed so gentle as he offered Ren the seat next to him. Ren made a slow stride toward the chair, never breaking his gaze from the vampire, keeping a close eye for any subtle movements that might betray his intentions. He slowly took his seat, eyes wary of anything wrong. One thing of note was the abundance of knives that lay around the table, kitchens knives of course, but still deadly weapons. Was the bastard so confident in himself that he didn't believe that Ren could kill him? The thought burned Ren. This bastard was as arrogant as Kyrios.

"Please, eat. Surely you must be hungry." Ren didn't break his gaze. He wouldn't deny he was starving, having not eaten since he was on the train earlier that morning. Nevertheless, he wouldn't take the charity of a man who'd kidnapped him. "Please, don't presume I've poisoned anything." His elegant fingers reached out, tearing a piece of meat and slipping it into his mouth, his mouth adorned with those pearly white fangs. He chewed the meat with the dainty elegance of a princess, and smiled at Ren. "See..it's fine."

"You're a vampire right?" Ren finally spat. "So, who are you, Dracula?"

Amused by the comparison, the silver-haired beauty allowed a few modest chuckles to escape his lips. "My, such humor. No, my name is Alexander. And you're Ren, no?"

"Why...Why am I here?" He asked, glancing toward the food, finding himself shirking away from the intensity of Alexander's gaze.

"Because vampires are foolish, gluttonous beings." He brought the goblet of wine to his lips, drinking the layered red liquid down into his mouth, savoring the thick flavor. "I've survived for hundreds of years by carefully avoiding hunters. However...my urge to start a family consumed me. A family of foolish beasts who think only of their thirst, rather than their lives. My subordinates foolishly left the safety of the villa to go and feed, and I've no doubt the hunter you came here with has already killed them, and worse, informed him of my location." He tore a piece of bread, dipping it into the wine and consuming it as elegantly as he had the meat earlier. "Forgive the crudeness, but you're my hostage. I will not allow the death of those who heeded my warning. Afterall, family first right..?"

"So that's it...after that, then what?" Ren glanced again at the table. "Cause I've got this sinking feeling the next meal served up on this table is going to be me."

"My, someone as beautiful as you..." His hand reached out, stroking the side of Ren's face. "Twas would be a shame. I'd rather you join my bed..." His hand was slapped away by Ren, Alexander seeming stunned by his rejection. Another chuckle escaped his lips.

"Don't touch me." He hissed.

"I merely jested my boy...you see I'd never invite someone marked to my bed. Unlike you humans, who form bonds of marriage that you've no qualms about breaking. We demons follow a much stricter moral code." His fingers extended again, pressing the concealed bruise on Ren's neck.

"M-Marked, is that what this is?"

His false emotions presented earlier shattered in one abrupt fit of laughter. "M-My...you've been marked, and aren't even aware of it?" His laughter intensified, pulling heat into Ren's cheeks. As he rolled down the last hills of his laughter, he finally began to speak again.

"A mark is a pact made by two demons. It's an impart of power on both sides. Surely you must've realized signs of change within yourself. The intense cravings, elevated body temperature. If you've gone unsatisfied long enough, your body will even begin to act on it's own to satisfy itself."

Throughout the entirety of his words, Ren felt his body growing colder. He perfectly fit the condition Alexander described. "Kyrios...that bastard..." He mumbled. He was now sure that it wasn't just sex dreams that were plaguing him. Kyrios had taken him, and the bastard hadn't even told him.

"Furthermore, the unspoken code of the demon is to never touch one whose been marked, under any circumstances. The mark is a sign of territory as well and...demons are inherently territorial..."

Alexander's words were cut off as three vampires stormed the room. "Master! We've lost contact with the group scouting the forest!"

His gentle gaze became one of malice. "I see...very well then. Ren, I'm afraid our lovely evening has to be cut short. I must make preparations." With a snap of his long fingers, the three vampires took hold of Ren.

"W-Wait a minute, what's going on!?" He screamed as he was dragged from the room.

As he moved through the woods, Kyrios found himself thanking the vampire leader for positioning vampires in the forest. While they were annoying as hell, they served to let him know that he was on the right track. A little trail of vampire bread crumbs that lead him straight to their den. He approached a clearing, a large mansion situated directly in the middle. From the balcony on the third floor, two vampires descended.

"Die, hunter!" They hissed, charging toward Kyrios.

"Tch, be more cliched..." With a simple two squeezes of his magnum's trigger he dropped the two vampires with little effort. He approached the entrance, raising his boot-clad foot and kicking the expensive door in, charging into the dark room. "Surprise attack maybe? It ain't gonna work!"

"No, nothing like that..." A soft voice cooed, light suddenly spilling into the room in a brilliant flash that almost blinded Kyrios after he'd been walking through the darkness of the forest. His eyes widened, his gaze adjusting as it fell upon the sight of Ren whom was held captive by three vampires.

"What the hell are you doing here?" He grumbled. His eyes then fell upon the outfit he wore, a torrent of laughter tearing through his solid form. "And what're you wearing, your highness?"

Ren glowered. "They lured me here with promises of candy and video games..." He mocked, annoyed by Kyrios's seeming lack of caring, and annoyed by being laughed at for a second time that night. "...How the hell do you think I got here? They kidnapped me! And this fuckin' outfit ain't mine!"

"Don't be a smartass with me brat!" As the two bickered among the three confused vampires, Alexander made his slow descent down the stairs, an elegant silver saber clutched in his hands.

"Hunter, Kyrios. Welcome. I'd offer you a glass of wine but..." His hand outstretched toward Ren. "Formalities are unnecessary. Now, I've taken your mate hostage, disarm yourself and I'll grant you a quick death for slaying my kin. If you're exceptionally good..." His gentle aura was quickly becoming more demonic and malicious. "I may free this human you've claimed."

Kyrios grinned. "You think that little brat's my mate? I accidentally bit him is all." His fingers hooked under the collar of his shirt, exposing his unblemished neck. "See, no mark. I never got bitten." Alexander seemed to be taken aback by the revelation. "Now, you three..." He turned to the vampires who held Ren in their tight grips. "Hurry and kill him so we can get this over with."

"What!?" Ren screamed. "You, you son of a bitch!"

"Hurry it up!" Kyrios encouraged. "I'm sick of his loud ass mouth anyway. Always bitching and moaning."

"Y-You...you...you...unbelievable...." His words were dripping with malice, his eyes burning crimson as though they'd been stained with blood. "...unbelievable..." He repeated, a deep well tightening in his chest, so tight he thought he might burst. His rage made him unaware of the changing wind direction around himself and the three vampires. "...asshole!" The tightness in his chest suddenly released, a powerful shockwave erupting from the depths of his body that sent the three vampires hurling helplessly through the air, crashing into various structures in their harsh landings.

Ren was completely unaware of the feat of power he'd just accomplished "Asshole, asshole, asshole, asshole!!!" His words were a continuing mantra as he stormed toward Kyrios. "I'm gonna kick your ass, you do realize that right!?"

Kyrios laughed, grabbing Ren's shoulder and moving the smaller framed boy behind him, raising his gun to parry Alexander's sword swing. "Great job kid, knew you had it in you." He pushed Alexander back, who merely took a sword stance and swung again, a series of rapid swings that Kyrios deflected with the barrel of his gun, though the rapid attacks made it impossible to take any kind of aim.

"I never realized..." Alexander began amid his relentless sword thrusts. "That the boy possessed demonic power, I should've taken more precautions"

Making sure to keep Ren at his back, Kyrios continually blocked Alexander's sword strikes. "Yeah, but you didn't so, you lose."

"No my friend..." Alexander drew a ceremonial dagger from his waist. "You lose!" A quick slash across his chest caused Kyrios to recoil. Alexander raised his sword to sever Kyrios's head.

The mark on Ren's neck burned, the sudden urge to protect Kyrios driving his actions. He stepped around Kyrios, planting his hand on Alexander's stomach, the sudden action halting Alexander's sword swing.

"W-What's this?" Confused by the sudden action. Ren pushed Kyrios back behind him, as Kyrios had done before.

"I can still feel the Seer's power..." He uttered. Focusing the intense energy that slept in his body at a single point, he unleashed a powerful wave of heat that sent Alexander hurling lifelessly back against the wall. Kyrios took aim over Ren's shoulder, and fired one final bullet that ended Alexander's life.

His knees buckling as exhaustion ripped through his body, Ren found himself collapsing back against Kyrios, whose arms wrapped around him in support. "Did good, kid..."

"T-Thanks..." He panted, horribly exhausted by the use of the Seer's power.

Allowing Ren to rest as he cleaned up the mess, he helped the young Seer back to the hotel, and despite the horrible fatigue that plagued both, the adrenaline rush of both of their near death's would allow neither to sleep.

Ren emerged from the bathroom, discarding the hideously lavender outfit into the trash, donning another pair of sleep pants and overly large t-shirt. His eyes fell upon Kyrios, reclining rather comfortably on the bed as he flipped through the channels. "Feel better?" He asked, not even bothering to glance up to Ren.

"Yeah..." His heart pounded in his chest. Fear putting forth it's best effort to stop his next words, but Ren decided allowing the adrenaline high to encourage his words might drown out the fear. He slipped on the bed, effectively obstructing Kyrios's view of the television.

"Can't see!" He complained, attempting to move his head around the brunette obstruction.

"Good, then you can see this." He tugged the collar of the shirt aside, exposing the still angry bruise on his neck. "Did...did you do this too me?"

His lazy blue eyes fell upon Ren, ice meeting chocolate. "Yeah, it was me."

Ren wasn't sure how to take the honesty. "And...is it really like..." His face burned a deep crimson, his gaze falling to Kyrios's waist. "...L-Like marriage?"

"That's a loose way of putting it, but yeah, something like that."

"Then why!?" He met Kyrios's gaze again, the other seeming as unfazed and stoic as ever, while Ren felt like his heart was bursting. "And...I'm having these memories...you...and me...we're...you know.."

Kyrios sat up, a deep sigh escaping his lips. "Look kid, a succubus took control of your body, and I fucked it out. It was either that, or kill you and the demon. Given the situation, I'd say I made the right call. And as for the mark...I-I really dunno either." His gaze broke from Ren's. "I really can't say. A hundred years of experience and I've never once had a slip up like that."

"Bastard!" Kyrios found himself surprised as Ren shot up out of the bed. "T-That was my first time too! And I can't even remember it." His body shook with anger, unsure if he was angry at Kyrios, the succubus, or himself. His vague recollection had made him to remember his own acceptance of the demon, begging it to give him power. "I-I won't say something cheesy like, like I wanted my first time to be with someone I loved, or a woman. But...dammit, at least someone I know!"

The demon hunter couldn't help but crack a grin at Ren's flustered state. "You know me now..."

"Yeah...a full two days of together. That's not what I meant!" The mark on his neck was burning as he recalled Alexander telling him about his bodies cravings.

"L-Let's do it again..." He uttered. He wouldn't let his body control him. If he'd be taken, it'd be on his terms, not some body lustily craving after the solid hunter.

The half-demon cocked an eyebrow at his words. "Do...what now?"

Intimidated, as Ren usually found himself, his body trembled. "I-I dunno. Just thought that maybe if I had sex with...with...you know...the same guy in my memories that...it'd be like that really was my first time, and not some erotic exorcism...I-I dunno..." His self-confidence waned under Kyrios's gaze. "I-It was a stupid thing to say, I was kidding. Yeah, that's it...kidding! Good night..." He quickly escaped into his bed, bundling himself under his covers. His face burned. No, his whole damn body burned with shame, as he wondered what kind of look Kyrios was giving him, or how long he'd have to wait to hear the other mans mocking laughter.

The covers tore off of his body. "K-Kyrios!" He cried out. Kyrios's body hovered over his own, powerful hands holding Ren's shoulders down. "W-What're you doing, idiot!?"

"Be quiet..." His voice the same grumble as ever, but a deep huskiness permeated from it. He pushed his lips again Ren's, thrusting his tongue into the others closed cavern. His tongue slid along the white teeth that lined his mouth, assured that the other wouldn't react. The feel of Ren's tongue wrapping around his own was a decent surprise. Such a nice reaction. Their tongues began a fire heated dance that seared their two bodies together. Ren's body burned to the touch, sweat clinging to his skin as he arched into Kyrios's body.

As their kiss broke, Kyrios traced kisses and nibbles along Ren's jawline. "Unless it's a moan, or you're screaming my name, stay quiet. Understand?" A soft nod as his answer, Kyrios licked a slick trail along Ren's face, ending at his ear where his tongue added a thick shine as it moved along the sensitive spot. His hands pushed underneath Ren's baggy t-shirt, the soft skin slick with sweat under his touch.

"You're really soft, y'know that. Like a woman..." Ren was too far lost to retaliate to being compared to a woman, lost in a sea of gasping and moaning as Kyrios's fingers began to tweak and pinch the pink buds on his chest. His body had never responded so completely, not even under his own touch. Yet, even the softest of touches created a deep heat the stored in his belly.

"S-So..." Ren's gaze hazed. Kyrios had only started touching, and his body already felt like he was burning alive. The real thing was so much better than brief memories and imagination.

"Don't cum yet, we haven't even started." His lips pressed onto the bruise he'd made during their last encounter, seeming to apologize for his mistake, but relishing in it all the same. The deep moan that Ren let out stirred the animal in him in a way the succubus had. It wasn't the succubus's ability, it was the body that drove him wild last time. The body that his demonic side yearned to mark and keep, like a child with a new toy.

"Mine..." He growled. He pulled the shirt over Ren's head, enjoying the panting mass beneath him. "I'll permit you to talk...." He cooed, kissing his cute nipple, rolling the hardened nub under his tongue. "Do you feel good?" He asked amidst his teasing. "Want more...tell me....or I stop now..."

Kyrios's threat to stop forced a choked sob from Ren. "P-Please, don't stop...don't stop! I love it! I love your touch!" Another animalistic growl rumbled from his throat. His voice too. So beautiful when it cried out.

"Then moan, scream, and cry my name. If the neighbors don't like it, they can fuck off." He dipped his tongue down, licking a wet trail down the porcelain body, pushing his fingers into multiple spots, the soft feeling so nice underneath his finger tips. "That feel good?" His hand in his mouth to stifle the slutty moans that erupted deep from his throat caused a twinge of anger within Kyrios, who yanked the hand from his mouth. "Don't cover your voice...let it out." His hand applied pressure to Ren's erection, Ren throwing his head back in a desperate cry. "That's a good boy..." The hunter purred as he stroked the hardened length through the barrier of cloth the boy wore.

"P-Please...please..." The words were choked sobs as they were before.

Leaning down, his teeth latching onto the brunette's ear, he took hold of Ren's hand, moving it up to touch his own erection that strained inside of his tightly clad jeans. "Feel that...it's all for you...you want it?" Ren nodded. "Good...because that succubus gave wonderful head. I wonder if you could compare." The challenge set, Kyrios flipped his and Ren's position. His fingers undid the button of his own jeans, no underwear guarding his erection underneath. The black curls tempted Ren, his tongue wetting his dry lips at the sight before him.

"I'm waiting..." Dipping down, Ren pulled down the raven-haired hunters jeans, his large erection springing to life. His face flushed as the dripping length begged him to taste it's salty nectar. He gripped the base, licking the pre-cum from the head, tasting the bitter, salty essence in his mouth. It was terrible, but excited him all the same. He pulled the head in his mouth, swirling his tongue over the crown, applying pressure to the underside which Kyrios seemed to enjoy. As he took more into his mouth however, Kyrios seemed to be less that impressed.

"Keep this up, and I won't even be able to stay hard. What lousy technique. Stop licking. They say suck dick for a reason." His fingers petted the soft brown hair. "So suck it. Savor it, kind of like a lollipop."

Feeling insulted by the hunter's words, Ren began a sucking motion from the back of his throat, slurping the cock as the wet sounds of his act filled the air. "Ahh, there you go!" Kyrios moaned. The cock too big to completely swallow, Ren descended as far as he could, his hand tightly gripping the base in small pumping motions as he moved back up to the head. "Quick study, keep it up...you're doing really good." Satisfied by the compliment, Ren set a slow motion of sucking, bobbing his head, and applying pressure to the head with his tongue, randomizing his pattern to keep Kyrios close to orgasm. The sheer feel of the cock in his mouth excited him. His hand reached inside of his pants, pulling his own erection free. A slap to the back of the head ceased his self-pleasuring.

"Get your hand off that dick, boy." Whining around the meat in his mouth, the soft vibration sent a chill up Kyrios's spine. "Good, good, I'm gonna cum...make sure you eat all I give you..." Ren's head still bobbing up and down his cock, Kyrios threw his head back, spilling his seed into the boys mouth, ribbon after ribbon splashing along the inside of Ren's mouth.

The taste was horrible, but Ren swallowed every drop, no morsel wasted. It was a taste that any other would've spit out, but just knowing it was Kyrios's, his "mate," made it taste wonderful.

"Not bad for your first time..." He cooed.

"It's not my first time..." Kyrios glared, flipping Ren back over and he crooned himself between Ren's legs.

"It's your first time. The succubus doesn't count. Got it?" Because this body belongs to me, not some succubus. The words flared in the back of Kyrios's mind. As Ren nodded, Kyrios slipped Ren's pants down. "Heh, now we have proof you're not a girl..." He purred, stroking the erection in his calloused hand. Ren let out a deep moan, arching into Kyrios's touch. As he squirmed, Kyrios reached over into his belongings, rolling off of Ren as he searched for his oil.

"I gotta find this, in the mean time. Face against the pillow, and put you ass in the air." He collected the oil from his bag of belongings, turning to face the sight on the bed. His erection threatened to burst from the sight. As he'd been told, Ren's face rested against the pillow, his back arching steadily upward as his ass was raised high into the air. Ren's legs were spread, his ass cheeks pulled apart as his twitching hole invited Kyrios in. His eyes were now their crimson hue, the demonic half of him taking over as his gaze pierced Kyrios's in a virgin stare, nervous and waiting.

"Fuck..." He whispered, popping the cap on the oil, never breaking his gaze with Ren. The heavy gaze that electrified the very air around them, the only sound in the room was that of the Seer's shallow breathing. "This...this is gonna be a little cold, but bare with it..." He spilled to oil down Ren's back side, Ren letting out a soft moan as the cold, slick fluid seeped into his opening, sliding down his legs as the slick liquid added a shine that reflected the light of the room.

He pushed a single finger into Ren's opening, the boys hands clenching the sheets, throwing his head back in a heavy moan. "Y-You did this before...I remember!" He cried out, Kyrios's finger curling in his opening, pressing against that male g-spot deep in his ass. "G-God...but I-I don't remember...it feeling so good!" He words were choked sobs, pleasure crazed tears pouring from his eyes.

Kyrios leaned forward, kissing up Ren's spinal trail, planting his lips in an open mouthed kiss on the back of Ren's ear, wet and sloppy as a second finger pierced the Seer's hole. "You belong to me..." He growled, his demonic half feigning ownership. "Yes...all mine..." Kyrios was no longer sure of his own words, but they came out all the same. The body drove him wild, stretching the boys entrance in preparation for their first time. "Say it!" He growled, his lips pushing hard on the bruise he'd made with the succubus.

"I-I'm yours...just please...put it in, please put it in!" He was no longer the strong willed boy that stood his own before vampires. He was now just a bundled mess of needed desire. His oil slick erection pressed against the boy's puckering entrance.

"I'm going in, you ready?" With a nod, Kyrios pushed himself in, sheathing himself completely inside of the slick heat. Without realizing his action, taking the the boy all at once, sheathing his large erection completely within Ren. "Shit, I'm sorry." Ren screamed as Kyrios kissed at the boys back in weak apology. "Don't worry, you'll adjust..." As the Seer adjusted around his length, Kyrios's head was swimming, lost in the thick fog of lust. "I'm gonna start thrusting now, I'll make you feel real good, promise."

His cock pushed deep inside of Ren, pulling out, and slamming back in. The screams of pain quickly became moans as Kyrios continually adjusted his position to target the prostate, his cock pressing into the tiny bead. "F-Fuck!" Ren screamed out. Satisfied with his hunt, Kyrios pulled out, and pushed back in, making each thrust hit that spot, each hit making Ren's back bend impossibly far as he arched his back to push himself deeper onto Kyrios's hot length.

His rough hand wrapping around Ren's erection, he pumped in time with his own thrusts. "Feels good, such a messy piggy. This oil's getting all over the place..." His free hand clenched Ren's ass cheek, his finger nails scraping the skin.

Ren's mind was blank, the pain of the clawing, the pleasure of the handjob, and the combined pain and pleasure of Kyrios's intense thrusts that sent his body reeling. He couldn't tell anything apart, the pain, the pleasure, it all ran together and came out as deep moans and cries for more. Kyrios's thick scent fluttered into his nostrils, reminding him of who was in charge. The feel of Kyrios's lips against the bruise on his neck was all his mind focused on, allowing his body to handle responses to all else.

"Bite it, please!" He wasn't sure where the scream had come from, but the feel of the cock deep in his ass seemed to make his body only beg for pleasure, to beg for pain. "Please, please, mark me again, mark me, and not some damn succubus.." The broken begs pierced Kyrios' chest, their sweat slicked fuck erasing all coherent thought which would've made him refuse the boy any other time.

He pulled the boys back against his chest, pushing deeper into the boy's hole, his hand pumping the erection in sync with his own. The taste of the sweat drenched skin on his lips excited him to taste more. The taste of blood. His tongue cleaned his teeth in a swiping motion, scraping the already bruised flesh with their power. The crimson eyed boy focused on nothing else, not the hand on his cock, and not the cock buried to the root in his ass. Only the teeth that threatened to breach his neck.

"Please..." He begged again. Kyrios's teeth buried into Ren's neck, the thick tang of blood flooding his mouth. Ren's loud moan and sweet "Yesssss" That erupted from his mouth in the ecstasy of the bite sent Kyrios over the edge, his orgasm ripping through his body for a second time as he emptied himself inside of Ren's ass. The hot liquid painting his inner walls blinded Ren, a heavy orgasm pulsing through his body as his cum stained the sheets that the maid would be curious about the next day.

His teeth didn't withdraw from Ren's neck, and neither did the slutty moans that escaped Ren's mouth. "That's...that's so much better than toying with a bruise..." The intense heat in his chest burned him, his heavy pants were but feeble attempts to cool his body. His body fell limp against Kyrios, who was growling as his teeth sank deeper into Ren's neck.

Blood staining his teeth, Kyrios pulled his mouth off of Ren's neck, pulling the boy close as he wrapped the covers over their bodies. Around him and his mate.

"W-Wait...Kyrios my cum is...we should go to your..."

"Shut up and go to be sleep..." Kyrios grumbled, his powerful arms embracing Ren in the afterglow of their sex. For the night, he felt great, having claimed the little bitch as his own felt good, but he knew in the morning he'd wish it was all a distant dream.

"K-Kyrios..." Ren whined, kissing the hunter's powerful chest.

A soft gasp escaping his lips at the cold contact, Kyrios answered. "What is it?"

"That...was really good....really, really good...I'm glad you were my first, now, and before..." He cuddled up against Kyrios, quickly falling into a sex induced coma.

Smiling, Kyrios planted a gentle kiss on Ren's forehead, "Yeah, me too..."

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Authors Note Time!!!!: First, apologize for any mistakes in the chapter, kind of proofread on tired eyes but... Whew! Long chapter as promised. Thank all you guys for your very supportive reviews. I'd like to thank all eleven, but the first six have already been thanked, so I'll list off the most recent five in thanks for their reviews, and of course I still thank the first six (that goes without say.) Special Thanks to KatFO and littleolme who reviewed me twice (you guys ROCK) and special thanks to trabeck, js, and memorietrail for their reviews as well (you guys rock as well) Thanks to all of you who left me the five star reviews (you guys rock lol) and thanks to all who just read and enjoyed it (I appreciated your hits, everyone rocks!) Okay, time for me to stop saying rocks now, you may all strike me for doing it as many times as I did (be warned, putting me in the hospital may delay the next chapter) Other than that, dun have a whole lot for my authors note, just please read and review, and even if it's a criticism with the story, I'd be glad to hear it. So, onto the next chapter summary.

Preview: Struggling with the guilt of marking Ren twice, and the conflicting emotions that accompany it, Kyrios tries to push Ren away. But what happens when he pushes Ren into the arms of another? Kyrios's past will be revealed in the next chapter! (or at least a part of it)