Blood Lust
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Original - Misc › -Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
32
Views:
18,948
Reviews:
194
Recommended:
0
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.
Seven
CHAPTER SEVEN
Happy Halloween to my reviewers, both public and private. You’ve been so kind. Know your words of praise make me work harder. Thanks so much!
On to importanty vamp slash.
Isaac experienced an odd sense of peace with the situation. “This won’t make me like you will it?”
“No. For that,” Seth replied shedding the last of his clothing, “For that I would have to drain you to the point of death, let you gorge on my blood until its DNA helix caused your body to pattern its production after it.” He came back down atop Isaac, gloriously naked, warm, smooth and aroused. “I would never do that without your permission.” Kissing him brief and passionate, he amended, “Without your requesting it.”
Isaac held his lover’s head to him with both hands. He’d worn no more than gi style pj pants, and those had come off fast. “I wanna taste your tongue.”
Oh, did he get it. He groaned and writhed trying to get closer, have more of Seth. It felt natural and exciting at once to commit to making love with a male. Even of another species, at that.
Seth broke the kiss to suck and nip at his skin as he moved down Isaac’s throat and torso. Even as his scalp tightened in anticipation and Isaac cried, “Fuck, yes,” his lover’s mouth all but swallowed his erection.
I knew you’d be sweet here.
The sensation of strong tongue and suction made him tremble. Then, it made him want to try Seth’s cock. “My turn.” Despite the sexual fog, he knew his lover allowed him dominance. Seth stretched out on his broad, tapered back. Isaac stared at his big, jerking erection and his mouth watered. “You’re beyond beautiful.” Uncertain, he curled his fingers around the impressive shaft. “Oooh God. You’re so silky-skinned. More than me.” He leaned down and took the tip of that glorious dick in his mouth. Something viscous, sweet and vaguely almond-flavored flowed into his mouth. Lifting his head, he asked, “Is that your cum?”
Seth rasped, “No, boy. One of the benefits of a vampire made, is surprise talents. One of mine is control of secretions.”
Isaac paused their conversation to suck more of the lovely liquid from his lover. Looking up without releasing Seth’s cock from his grip, he murmured, “It’s slick enough to fuck me with. Isn’t it?”
Seth’s large hands settled upon his head. “Yes, it is.”
He went in for seconds, only to have Seth grasp his jaw and pull him free. “You’re a bully,” Isaac accused.
Seth rolled from the bed. “I warned you others would seek you. They’ve arrived.”
Isaac scrambled to yank on his bottoms, even as he noticed Seth strode to the stairs bare as a newborn. His lover slid back the dead bolt on the basement door. “You know you may not enter where I den. State your business.”
A husky contralto female voice replied, “We know you have a Receiver down there. Society rules dictate others have a chance to woo them.”
Isaac glanced about, adrift and frightened.
Seth gave an aggressive growl. “You must also know he’s chosen me. Off with you, Elizabeth. Take your frustrations, your earthly reign with you.”
“I yet reign among our kind our kind, Seth.”
Isaac forced himself to focus. He saw a sharp-featured, red-haired woman descend the stairs. Her appearance linked in his mind with her name and bearing. Stumbling forward, he knelt, “Queen Elizabeth, may I offer my subjugation?”
Seth rumbled.
The female vampire placed her hand upon Isaac’s head. “Arise. Consider yourself my beloved subject,” she hesitated, “Isaac Felix.”
Part of him could not believe he had discovered vampires. Let alone Queen Elizabeth as one of them. “I cannot rise in your presence.”
She responded in a cool tone. “Centuries span between the time of my reign and now.” The tenor of her voice changed, becoming more humble. “You honor me, sir. Know I shall return the respect and honor you.”
His very soul trembled in her presence. “Words won’t serve, Your Majesty.”
Happy Halloween to my reviewers, both public and private. You’ve been so kind. Know your words of praise make me work harder. Thanks so much!
On to importanty vamp slash.
Isaac experienced an odd sense of peace with the situation. “This won’t make me like you will it?”
“No. For that,” Seth replied shedding the last of his clothing, “For that I would have to drain you to the point of death, let you gorge on my blood until its DNA helix caused your body to pattern its production after it.” He came back down atop Isaac, gloriously naked, warm, smooth and aroused. “I would never do that without your permission.” Kissing him brief and passionate, he amended, “Without your requesting it.”
Isaac held his lover’s head to him with both hands. He’d worn no more than gi style pj pants, and those had come off fast. “I wanna taste your tongue.”
Oh, did he get it. He groaned and writhed trying to get closer, have more of Seth. It felt natural and exciting at once to commit to making love with a male. Even of another species, at that.
Seth broke the kiss to suck and nip at his skin as he moved down Isaac’s throat and torso. Even as his scalp tightened in anticipation and Isaac cried, “Fuck, yes,” his lover’s mouth all but swallowed his erection.
I knew you’d be sweet here.
The sensation of strong tongue and suction made him tremble. Then, it made him want to try Seth’s cock. “My turn.” Despite the sexual fog, he knew his lover allowed him dominance. Seth stretched out on his broad, tapered back. Isaac stared at his big, jerking erection and his mouth watered. “You’re beyond beautiful.” Uncertain, he curled his fingers around the impressive shaft. “Oooh God. You’re so silky-skinned. More than me.” He leaned down and took the tip of that glorious dick in his mouth. Something viscous, sweet and vaguely almond-flavored flowed into his mouth. Lifting his head, he asked, “Is that your cum?”
Seth rasped, “No, boy. One of the benefits of a vampire made, is surprise talents. One of mine is control of secretions.”
Isaac paused their conversation to suck more of the lovely liquid from his lover. Looking up without releasing Seth’s cock from his grip, he murmured, “It’s slick enough to fuck me with. Isn’t it?”
Seth’s large hands settled upon his head. “Yes, it is.”
He went in for seconds, only to have Seth grasp his jaw and pull him free. “You’re a bully,” Isaac accused.
Seth rolled from the bed. “I warned you others would seek you. They’ve arrived.”
Isaac scrambled to yank on his bottoms, even as he noticed Seth strode to the stairs bare as a newborn. His lover slid back the dead bolt on the basement door. “You know you may not enter where I den. State your business.”
A husky contralto female voice replied, “We know you have a Receiver down there. Society rules dictate others have a chance to woo them.”
Isaac glanced about, adrift and frightened.
Seth gave an aggressive growl. “You must also know he’s chosen me. Off with you, Elizabeth. Take your frustrations, your earthly reign with you.”
“I yet reign among our kind our kind, Seth.”
Isaac forced himself to focus. He saw a sharp-featured, red-haired woman descend the stairs. Her appearance linked in his mind with her name and bearing. Stumbling forward, he knelt, “Queen Elizabeth, may I offer my subjugation?”
Seth rumbled.
The female vampire placed her hand upon Isaac’s head. “Arise. Consider yourself my beloved subject,” she hesitated, “Isaac Felix.”
Part of him could not believe he had discovered vampires. Let alone Queen Elizabeth as one of them. “I cannot rise in your presence.”
She responded in a cool tone. “Centuries span between the time of my reign and now.” The tenor of her voice changed, becoming more humble. “You honor me, sir. Know I shall return the respect and honor you.”
His very soul trembled in her presence. “Words won’t serve, Your Majesty.”