Bloody Sweets

Author's Note: Sorry if this chapter is a little shorter, I'm in sucha rush today! :( anyways, there won't be anymore updates until next week, because I'll be away for a while. Please review/rate if you liked it XD thanks!




WARNINGS: Yaoi/BL/Homosexuality, Vampirism, Anal, Oral.






Chapter Three:






Stefan stared down at the perfect white envelope fearfully, his lips and mouth suddenly dry. His throat seemed to have closed, restricting the little air he needed to breathe. An icy chill was making its way down his spine, and spreading its cold fingers through his body slowly. He could tell just from the elegant spidery writing of his name on the front, who it was. A week had passed, and since the night he had fed off Paul, he had no other sexual contact, having no desire or interest in it as his mind continued to worry continuously. Now, his worries were confirmed, he had every right to be afraid of that small slip of paper awaiting him.




His maker was not the type of man to just gracefully ask for his company. He would sweep in like a hurricane, mighty and strong, and carry Stefan away whether he liked it or not. Anyone who dared get in his way would be slaughtered without mercy or remorse. Stefan feared for the lives of his coven, his family, but a selfish part of him could not leave them behind. Loving Jax, gentle Richie, caring Trinity and sweet little Lithium. How could he leave them, never see them again? His fingers twitched, the urge to rip the envelope open was so strong that he found himself stepping towards it unwillingly. Another part of him screamed to just rip it to shreds and never have to read it. But he knew the consequences of that action. His maker, Drake, would come looking for him even faster. He wouldn’t have enough time to even say goodbye. No matter where he was, Drake could always find him, he would always welcome yet also dread the day when the letter came, announcing his freedom was over.




It wasn’t that he did not love Drake, far from it, it was that he loved him too much. Sometimes he felt like a piece of Drake’s property rather than a lover, and as much as he wanted freedom from that, there was a side to him that liked it. Being dominated, controlled and looked after was a secret turn-on for him that he could not shake off. Only his maker knew that secret, and took advantage of it. “Aren’t you going to open that?” Jax’s smooth voice drifted up from behind him, and Stefan spun around to stare at him lounging in the doorway to the living room. “I…I cannot bring myself to just yet”.



“I know what’s wrong you know Stefan. Someone is after you, do you think I do not notice the way you’ve always been alert? Edgy? Anxious? Sometimes I manage to get you to relax and forget your constant worries, but lately you’ve been worse than ever. If someone is after your blood, I will protect you with all my power” Jax stated, his eyes fierce with protective anger at this unknown threat. Stefan shook his head, bottom lip beginning to tremble slightly as he fought back tears, “He is way too dangerous, even for you Jax. I would rather not have you fight him. It would only hurt me more if something happened to you”. Jax gazed at him with his dark eyes, a questioning lingering in their depths. Stefan sighed and picked up the letter, cringing as the feel of its smooth texture. Drake had to do everything with taste.



“Just listen to me Jax, I know what he’s like. He’s an Old Age Vampire. He’ll kill you all if you try to stop him taking me. You wouldn’t stand a chance” Stefan whispered, peeling back the lip of the envelope and peering inside, as if expecting a poisonous spider to come crawling out at top speed. He took a deep breath and unfolded the neatly tucked in paper, leaning against the wall as he did so.




To my dear little love,


It has been many years since I last set eyes on that beautiful face of yours, since I have ran my hands over your bare soft body, since I have tasted the sweet addicting blood in your eternal veins. I am close by, I admit, but not in the same town as of yet. Say goodbye to your pets and come to me in three days by the Canal on Broadstreet. We both know what will happen if you refuse. I simply cannot go on any longer without you, and it is time for us to reunite and make love endlessly. Now that I have your attention, please keep in mind that I will not tolerate disobedience. Your coven will all die if you do not return to my arms where you belong. After all, I made you, I claimed you. You are my bloody sweet.

All my love,
Drake x x x

Stefan stuffed the letter in his pocket, all the time aware that Jax’s watchful gaze was fixed upon him steadily. “I am sorry to have caused this mess. I need to leave, as soon as possible. I will say my goodbyes and be out of your lives forever” he whispered, fighting back tears and running into their shared bedroom. He opened a suitcase and started throwing all his possessions into it. “Stefan, you are not going anywhere until you tell me why, explain everything to me” Jax had followed silently, sadness brewing in his dark orbs. It was silent for a while as Stefan mulled over all the words swirling about in his brain. Then he finally sunk down onto the bed and began his story, telling Jax everything about Drake and his possessive ways, his freedom for a few years before returning to the cage like a bird to its owner. Jax listened, anger and sadness spread on his features like melted butter.




“So when it is time for you to have a time-out, will you seek us out once more? Why should we never see you again?” he then asked, running a hand over his face as if to wash away the pain. “Of course, if you want me to I will, but by then you will have found another to cherish and ravish in your bed every night. My face will be replaced, and by the time I return I will be no more than a faint memory interfering with your lives” Stefan replied, zipping up his case and standing. “That may be, I will not lie, but do not ever think you will be unwelcome. Please, stay for a while longer, let me make love to you once more” Jax said, walking across and gently taking him by his small shoulders. It was a request Stefan found he couldn’t refuse, the thought of feeling Jax’s smooth pale body writhing against his own was a temptation he couldn’t ignore. Even if it would be the last moment between them. He merely nodded, letting Jax’s gentle hands undress him, let his fingers caress his bare skin and trace a path across his ribs.



He lay back and spread his legs, a small sad smile lifting the delicate curves of his lips as Jax knelt on the bed between his thighs. As Jax gently pushed his cock into Stefan’s body, he whispered, “I love you with all my heart Stefan”. The younger vampire cried out as Jax suddenly slammed into him, pain mingling with pleasure, until the pleasure became stronger and won the inner battle. “I love you too” was all he could managed to gasp as Jax rolled his hips, and tears of blood streamed from his big blue eyes, staining the pillow beneath him until Jax leaned down to lick them away.




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Drake cradled the limp body to him almost like a lover as he drank from the torn tender throat. He had gone hungry for days as he awaited the day of his reunion, and now he was raw with need for blood. He dropped the youth, letting him slip to the ground like a rag doll. He looked up to the corner of the room where a teenage girl sat crouched on the floor, shivering violently, eyes as large as saucers as she watched him feed. Two other eighteen year olds were there too, one strapped to the bed, another unconscious on the floor behind him.



“Filling, but a little bland” Drake murmured, grinning at the girl who flinched away as he strode across to her. He grabbed her by the neck and yanked her over to the wall, pinning her there and shoving his hand up her short skirt, rubbing her intimately so she couldn’t help but moan and squirm in his grasp, despite he growing terror at what was to come. He licked a trail across her neck and shoved aside her flimsy top, grateful that she wore no bra. His fangs nipped at an erect nipple, making her whimper, and he slipped a finger inside of her, thrusting deep into her moist core. She cried out in pleasure, but her fear returned as he bit down on her breast, suckling the blood from her inflamed nipple. She continued to moan from pain and pleasure, until her orgasm took all her senses whisking away. He continued to suck at her breast until she began to pale and turn cold, her orgasm all too soon followed by death.



He then turned and peered out the window to the dark sky beyond, imagining Stefan somewhere in the next town, fearing his arrival yet eager for his love. It was that strong bond that kept his hold unwavering on the young vampire. Not long until he would be reunited with him, and keep him locked in his embrace until the next century.




TBC...