My Beloved Fledgling
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Adult ++
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7
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9
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Chapter 4
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Title: My Beloved Fledgling
Author: Misty Moonlight
Published: 08/22/2008
Sequel to “My Captor, My Tormentor, My Love”
Summary: Vincent and Nick begin their journey together as Sire and Fledgling. It will be a year in which new enemies will surface and new friendships are formed but a hidden secret could end up destroying them both.
Warnings: M/M, Slash, Oral, Anal, BDSM, Humil, NC, Slave, Spank, Toys, Viol, VS, Tort, Lang, WIP
Pairings: Vincent/Nicholas, Connor/Logan, Raynor/Nicholas
possible future pairings with: Vincent/Connor & foursome with Vincent/Connor/Logan/Nicholas (but not yet decided)
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Nicholas Alexander Donovan: 23 years old, 5’8”, 135 lbs., slim and lithe with nice abs from working out and short shaggy dark brown hair with auburn highlights, large almond shaped blue eyes with long thick black eyelashes. Nicely tanned honey gold skin with high cheekbones and a huge dimple in his left cheek.
Vincent Morgan Saint-Leclaire: Vampire, 208 years old, 6’4” 200 lbs, tall, broad-shouldered, muscular, shoulder length blond hair, silver eyes and a jagged scar on his right cheek. His favorite attire is body fitting black leather pants, silk shirts and military style boots.
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~ previous chapter ~ Enjoying in the feel of power he held, Raynor taunted Vincent by re-positioning Nick’s limp form, licking the remaining blood off the pale neck, and then kissing the hollow of his throat. He smirked at Vincent and then placed his hand on Nick’s genitals slowly squeezing them through the leather pants. Oh, how he was enjoying this moment.
Vincent growled warningly and cursed at him in fury fighting against the hold Connor had him in. As they stood facing off with each other, Nick was beginning to wake from his slumber and heard a voice above him saying in a chilling voice.
“Well Vincent, aren‘t you going to welcome your cousin back from the dead?”
Chapter 4:
Nick was slowly coming back to consciousness when he heard a voice speaking from somewhere above him, saying, “Well Vincent, aren’t you going to welcome your cousin back from the dead?” What in the hell is going on? he thought. Then realized he was being held tightly in strong arms and that his neck hurt.
“Shit!” Nick cursed out loud and then quickly opened his eyes to finding himself looking up into a somewhat familiar looking face but with different hair and no scar. He also noticed it was the same mysterious Vampire who had been watching him earlier with the slate eyes.
“Who the fuck are you?” Nick yelled and started struggling to get free. When he felt the large hand on his most private parts, he screamed louder. “Put me down you great big pervert! Who in the hell do you think you are touching me like that?”
The unknown Vampire started to laugh but did not release his hold on Nick. No, instead he held him even tighter. Nick turned his head and looked pleadingly at Vincent. He also saw that Connor and Logan were witnessing his humiliation. Damn, why do these things always have to happen to me, he silently cursed.
“Let him go Raynor!” growled Vincent. “Take this as a final warning my dear cousin. If you want to survive this encounter, release Nicholas now.”
“You dare give me ultimatums, Vincent? After what you’ve done to me?” Raynor snarled back with fury. “Oh, no, I don’t think so.”
Raynor started backing up towards the only window in the room while keeping Nick within his grasp. Using Nick as a shield, he kept his prisoner positioned between himself and Vincent while also keeping a very close eye on Connor. He wasn’t concerned with Logan since he saw no threat in the young red head.
“Hey, let me go.” Nick pleaded to his captor. “Trust me buddy you don’t want to do this. I am not worth the effort. Your only asking for big trouble by getting involved with me and are going to end up giving yourself a big headache in the process. Hey, just ask Vincent and he‘ll tell you. He knows all about it. Just put me down, nice and easy, then you and Vincent can discuss your personal little problem between yourselves like the two grown Vampires I know you are.”
“Nicholas, shut the hell up!” warned Vincent while keeping a wary eye on Raynor.
“Yes, Nicholas, shut up or I’ll have to shut your sweet mouth for you myself.” promised Raynor not looking down at him but Nick understood the underlying threat.
Nick could see that Vincent and Connor were trying to box this Raynor dude in but wanted to tell them that it wasn’t going to work. During his career as a police officer, he had dealt with many a hostage situation just like this (well maybe not quite) and knew what they were going to try and do. Well, he think he did anyways. With his survival instincts kicking in, Nick decided he had to get away himself or that it would only be a matter of time before he was going out that window. Just like that night at Dark Enchantment when Vincent had kidnapped him. Looking around, he noticed that Logan was silently sneaking around the corner of the room, so that he could creep up behind them. That a boy Logan, my friend, I am with you all the way on this. Waiting for his opportunity, Nick tried to keep everyone distracted so they wouldn’t notice what was going on until it was too late.
“Hey, Raynor, what’s your beef with Vincent anyway?” Nick asked looking up at him. “If you would like to know mine, I’ll only be to happy to tell you but it’s really a long story. It all started when ......” Nick stopped mid sentence when he was interrupted by Raynor and Vincent.
“Doesn’t he ever shut up?” Raynor asked Vincent with what sounded like amusement in his voice.
“No, I am afraid he doesn’t.” Vincent replied with a knowing smirk.
“Why do you put up with him then?” questioned Raynor.
“Oh, believe me, I’ve asked myself that question many times over the last few months.” was the answer from Vincent.
“Hey guys, I am right here ya know. You don’t have to talk about me like I am not even in the same room.” Nick hissed totally pissed off by now.
It was at that time, that Logan decided to jump onto Raynor’s back distracting him enough to release Nick who fell ungracefully onto the floor in a tangle of limbs. When Vincent and Connor saw their opportunity, they jumped into the fray. Connor quickly grabbed Logan and tossed him roughly on top of Nick who yelled out in anger and pain from the force of the landing.
“Hey, oomph, ouch, that hurt. Get off of me would ya please. Your no lightweight you know.” Nick cried out.
“Sorry, Nick.” Logan stood up and pulled Nick up beside him then they ran and hid together behind an oversized chair.
Peeking up over the back of it, they watched the confrontation with wide eyes as it unfolded before them.
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Vincent and Raynor were battling with each other while Connor stood and watched from his position in front of the chair where Logan and Nick were hiding. He would be protecting them with his life should anything happen to Vincent.
They fought wildly with their fangs and nails, scratching, biting and tearing pieces of their flesh out in the process. To the watching Nick, it seemed like they both were holding back and did not want to severely injure one another. He had seen Vincent in action plenty of times and knew this was some sort of test between them. It lasted several minutes and then they suddenly stopped. With both of them gasping sharply for breath, they carefully eyed each other and then Raynor flew over to the window.
Standing by it he said to Vincent, “This is not yet over cousin. We will meet again and finish this.” Looking over at where Nick was hiding with Logan, he promised him, “I’ll be back for you.”
It happened so fast, Nick didn’t even know how he did it but then Raynor was gone in a flash of dark smoke through the open window he assumed. Jumping up, Nick ran over to Vincent and leapt into his waiting arms not noticing the secret look that was exchanged between his Sire and Connor.
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It was much later, almost morning and they were both back at Vincent’s castle. Nick was upstairs naked, gagged and tied down on the master bed waiting for his punishment, while Vincent was downstairs explaining everything that happened to Sarah. Nick knew he was screwed. Vincent was beyond furious with him. He had really done it this time. As he lay there helpless, Nick thought back over the last few hours. So, Raynor is Vincent’s cousin and they wanted to kill each other. That much was obvious. I wonder what happened between them to cause this much hatred. It had to be pretty darn bad if you ask me. What could have Vincent done that pissed Raynor off so much? Hmmm. I have to get to the bottom of this mystery. Startled from his reverie by the door slowly opening, Nick’s almond shaped blue eyes widened in fear when he saw Vincent walk into the room. He knew it wasn’t good for him by the way his Sire was smiling and by what he was holding. Oh shit! Nick thought, No, way in hell!
TBC
Title: My Beloved Fledgling
Author: Misty Moonlight
Published: 08/22/2008
Sequel to “My Captor, My Tormentor, My Love”
Summary: Vincent and Nick begin their journey together as Sire and Fledgling. It will be a year in which new enemies will surface and new friendships are formed but a hidden secret could end up destroying them both.
Warnings: M/M, Slash, Oral, Anal, BDSM, Humil, NC, Slave, Spank, Toys, Viol, VS, Tort, Lang, WIP
Pairings: Vincent/Nicholas, Connor/Logan, Raynor/Nicholas
possible future pairings with: Vincent/Connor & foursome with Vincent/Connor/Logan/Nicholas (but not yet decided)
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Nicholas Alexander Donovan: 23 years old, 5’8”, 135 lbs., slim and lithe with nice abs from working out and short shaggy dark brown hair with auburn highlights, large almond shaped blue eyes with long thick black eyelashes. Nicely tanned honey gold skin with high cheekbones and a huge dimple in his left cheek.
Vincent Morgan Saint-Leclaire: Vampire, 208 years old, 6’4” 200 lbs, tall, broad-shouldered, muscular, shoulder length blond hair, silver eyes and a jagged scar on his right cheek. His favorite attire is body fitting black leather pants, silk shirts and military style boots.
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~ previous chapter ~ Enjoying in the feel of power he held, Raynor taunted Vincent by re-positioning Nick’s limp form, licking the remaining blood off the pale neck, and then kissing the hollow of his throat. He smirked at Vincent and then placed his hand on Nick’s genitals slowly squeezing them through the leather pants. Oh, how he was enjoying this moment.
Vincent growled warningly and cursed at him in fury fighting against the hold Connor had him in. As they stood facing off with each other, Nick was beginning to wake from his slumber and heard a voice above him saying in a chilling voice.
“Well Vincent, aren‘t you going to welcome your cousin back from the dead?”
Chapter 4:
Nick was slowly coming back to consciousness when he heard a voice speaking from somewhere above him, saying, “Well Vincent, aren’t you going to welcome your cousin back from the dead?” What in the hell is going on? he thought. Then realized he was being held tightly in strong arms and that his neck hurt.
“Shit!” Nick cursed out loud and then quickly opened his eyes to finding himself looking up into a somewhat familiar looking face but with different hair and no scar. He also noticed it was the same mysterious Vampire who had been watching him earlier with the slate eyes.
“Who the fuck are you?” Nick yelled and started struggling to get free. When he felt the large hand on his most private parts, he screamed louder. “Put me down you great big pervert! Who in the hell do you think you are touching me like that?”
The unknown Vampire started to laugh but did not release his hold on Nick. No, instead he held him even tighter. Nick turned his head and looked pleadingly at Vincent. He also saw that Connor and Logan were witnessing his humiliation. Damn, why do these things always have to happen to me, he silently cursed.
“Let him go Raynor!” growled Vincent. “Take this as a final warning my dear cousin. If you want to survive this encounter, release Nicholas now.”
“You dare give me ultimatums, Vincent? After what you’ve done to me?” Raynor snarled back with fury. “Oh, no, I don’t think so.”
Raynor started backing up towards the only window in the room while keeping Nick within his grasp. Using Nick as a shield, he kept his prisoner positioned between himself and Vincent while also keeping a very close eye on Connor. He wasn’t concerned with Logan since he saw no threat in the young red head.
“Hey, let me go.” Nick pleaded to his captor. “Trust me buddy you don’t want to do this. I am not worth the effort. Your only asking for big trouble by getting involved with me and are going to end up giving yourself a big headache in the process. Hey, just ask Vincent and he‘ll tell you. He knows all about it. Just put me down, nice and easy, then you and Vincent can discuss your personal little problem between yourselves like the two grown Vampires I know you are.”
“Nicholas, shut the hell up!” warned Vincent while keeping a wary eye on Raynor.
“Yes, Nicholas, shut up or I’ll have to shut your sweet mouth for you myself.” promised Raynor not looking down at him but Nick understood the underlying threat.
Nick could see that Vincent and Connor were trying to box this Raynor dude in but wanted to tell them that it wasn’t going to work. During his career as a police officer, he had dealt with many a hostage situation just like this (well maybe not quite) and knew what they were going to try and do. Well, he think he did anyways. With his survival instincts kicking in, Nick decided he had to get away himself or that it would only be a matter of time before he was going out that window. Just like that night at Dark Enchantment when Vincent had kidnapped him. Looking around, he noticed that Logan was silently sneaking around the corner of the room, so that he could creep up behind them. That a boy Logan, my friend, I am with you all the way on this. Waiting for his opportunity, Nick tried to keep everyone distracted so they wouldn’t notice what was going on until it was too late.
“Hey, Raynor, what’s your beef with Vincent anyway?” Nick asked looking up at him. “If you would like to know mine, I’ll only be to happy to tell you but it’s really a long story. It all started when ......” Nick stopped mid sentence when he was interrupted by Raynor and Vincent.
“Doesn’t he ever shut up?” Raynor asked Vincent with what sounded like amusement in his voice.
“No, I am afraid he doesn’t.” Vincent replied with a knowing smirk.
“Why do you put up with him then?” questioned Raynor.
“Oh, believe me, I’ve asked myself that question many times over the last few months.” was the answer from Vincent.
“Hey guys, I am right here ya know. You don’t have to talk about me like I am not even in the same room.” Nick hissed totally pissed off by now.
It was at that time, that Logan decided to jump onto Raynor’s back distracting him enough to release Nick who fell ungracefully onto the floor in a tangle of limbs. When Vincent and Connor saw their opportunity, they jumped into the fray. Connor quickly grabbed Logan and tossed him roughly on top of Nick who yelled out in anger and pain from the force of the landing.
“Hey, oomph, ouch, that hurt. Get off of me would ya please. Your no lightweight you know.” Nick cried out.
“Sorry, Nick.” Logan stood up and pulled Nick up beside him then they ran and hid together behind an oversized chair.
Peeking up over the back of it, they watched the confrontation with wide eyes as it unfolded before them.
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Vincent and Raynor were battling with each other while Connor stood and watched from his position in front of the chair where Logan and Nick were hiding. He would be protecting them with his life should anything happen to Vincent.
They fought wildly with their fangs and nails, scratching, biting and tearing pieces of their flesh out in the process. To the watching Nick, it seemed like they both were holding back and did not want to severely injure one another. He had seen Vincent in action plenty of times and knew this was some sort of test between them. It lasted several minutes and then they suddenly stopped. With both of them gasping sharply for breath, they carefully eyed each other and then Raynor flew over to the window.
Standing by it he said to Vincent, “This is not yet over cousin. We will meet again and finish this.” Looking over at where Nick was hiding with Logan, he promised him, “I’ll be back for you.”
It happened so fast, Nick didn’t even know how he did it but then Raynor was gone in a flash of dark smoke through the open window he assumed. Jumping up, Nick ran over to Vincent and leapt into his waiting arms not noticing the secret look that was exchanged between his Sire and Connor.
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It was much later, almost morning and they were both back at Vincent’s castle. Nick was upstairs naked, gagged and tied down on the master bed waiting for his punishment, while Vincent was downstairs explaining everything that happened to Sarah. Nick knew he was screwed. Vincent was beyond furious with him. He had really done it this time. As he lay there helpless, Nick thought back over the last few hours. So, Raynor is Vincent’s cousin and they wanted to kill each other. That much was obvious. I wonder what happened between them to cause this much hatred. It had to be pretty darn bad if you ask me. What could have Vincent done that pissed Raynor off so much? Hmmm. I have to get to the bottom of this mystery. Startled from his reverie by the door slowly opening, Nick’s almond shaped blue eyes widened in fear when he saw Vincent walk into the room. He knew it wasn’t good for him by the way his Sire was smiling and by what he was holding. Oh shit! Nick thought, No, way in hell!
TBC