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Original - Misc › -Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
13
Views:
2,364
Reviews:
23
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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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.
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Case three: Slasher Movie. Part two.
****
He stretched his arms over and behind his back as he walked down the narrow staircase, fully rested from his morning-ish nap. Who knew that a Rochelle’s bed would be so soft and comfy? Yup, he starting to like the Rochelle life-style more and more.
Now, all he had to do ensure that he would always have the soft and comfy bed to return to and a certain little grey mousy waiting for him, preferably naked and aching for his body.
Oh, what is this? The vampire licked his lips at the feast that was present in front of him. A nice firm jean-clad rear of a Rochelle up in air and just waiting for the taking. Silently and slowly like the hunter he was, Cole stalked across the room and upon the his unsuspecting prey.
Can we say “Breakfast?”
Reeve did tried to warn the little mouse but Sang Ki gave him a look to be quiet. The blue-haired demon was one that signed his checks, after all and besides he did want to see this as bad as the demon does. So he kept his mouth shut and quickly joined the other man at the mouth of the detective’s private office.
“Hey, I think I got it!”
1.…
“Oh. Shit! It slipped!”
2.…
Sasha popped up with a victory smile on his face as he held up his prize, A little silver band with dragons etched around the outside. The brunet was playing with it as he waited for the last of files were copied onto the CD-Rom but it slipped out his fingers and rolled into a small crack between the two files cabinets. Guess who offered to go and retrieve the little item?
And 3!
Suddenly something or should it say, some vampire had grabbed him by the rear and with a little squeak of surprise, suddenly had a Vampire groping hands trying to mold his ass like clay and vampire tongue and mouth making out with the nape of his neck.
“Gotcha, my little one.” he smirked against the quickly becoming stiff neck
“Cole?!” He screamed trying to buck the cherry-haired undead man of him but that was probably was a not a wise idea.
“Oh, aren’t we a little impatient little mousy?” Cole whispered as he now re-located his hands round to the front of the loose jeans and Sasha had let out something more like a yelp then a squeak.
“Umm Mr. Sang Ki? Shouldn’t we, you know, try to help. Mr. Sasha?” Reeve had to use all of his will to look away from the sight that was before him. By now the vampire had managed to muffle angry protests by keeping a tight lid on the thin mouth by using his own helpful mouth.
“And why should we? He knew better then to lower his guard down in front of an enemy.” The opal-eyed devil responded calmly before asking for the man’s camera phone.
Everyone was too preoccupied with the grey-haired man trying to fight off a horny vampire- losing terribly at it- that no-one noticed the female newcomer entering the room. Till, she actually spoke of course.
“Excuse me, but which….which one of you are Detective Rochelle?”
That seemed to be enough to frozen everything in the room for many different reasons.
Sasha - out of wide-eye fear and embarrassment.
Cole- just because his prey wasn’t responding to him anymore like he should.
Sang Ki- out of sheer surprise that he didn’t hear the little human walking in before now.
Reeve- was just to ashamed of himself for being such a nasty little pervert.
“That would be the grey-haired man on the floor there.” The ever so helpful Sang Ki replied as he pointed a finger at the said grey-haired man on the floor. “The one that was turning red, under the shirtless pale man , snarling at you.”
Oh, He was so dead! That was from the one that was turning red, under the shirtless pale snarling man.
****
Guess who was still fuming in the car as Miss Jennifer Prell drove his old pale blue masda?
The damn vampire was hiding from the fatal rays of the afternoon sun under a large quilt in the backseats, mentally cursing at his bad luck and current case of blue balls. Only if he had just a minute more, he would have taken his little one somewhere fitting for a proper rutting. But his anger didn’t matched the steel-grey haired’s raging inferno that was currently going in his little mind.
It was a very good thing that he didn’t have the power to shoot laser beams out of his eyes. Certain people would had turned crispy a long time ago.
“You know..” Jennifer Prell couldn’t take the tension in the silence between the two men. “You two make a really cute couple.”
Even Cole peeked out of his blanket to stare at the woman. Sasha’s eyes couldn’t get any bigger nor could his cheeks by any redder.
“I am not with that idiot! He’s a stalker that enjoys molesting me!” And then he turned his back on the idiot woman and looked out of the window.
“He’s in denial. “ Cole whispered in Jennifer’s ear and she nodded her head in agreement.
****
My muse went on strike at the end of this and I just wanted to post this instead of trying to write without Cole giving me any more ideas. So, enjoy this much while me and him are discussing the terms of his contract.
So far, we both agree on Sasha wearing a little mousesuit with the ears and a little pink bow around his neck. So maybe the strike would end soon.
Review makes me happy and write more.
Case three: Slasher Movie. Part two.
****
He stretched his arms over and behind his back as he walked down the narrow staircase, fully rested from his morning-ish nap. Who knew that a Rochelle’s bed would be so soft and comfy? Yup, he starting to like the Rochelle life-style more and more.
Now, all he had to do ensure that he would always have the soft and comfy bed to return to and a certain little grey mousy waiting for him, preferably naked and aching for his body.
Oh, what is this? The vampire licked his lips at the feast that was present in front of him. A nice firm jean-clad rear of a Rochelle up in air and just waiting for the taking. Silently and slowly like the hunter he was, Cole stalked across the room and upon the his unsuspecting prey.
Can we say “Breakfast?”
Reeve did tried to warn the little mouse but Sang Ki gave him a look to be quiet. The blue-haired demon was one that signed his checks, after all and besides he did want to see this as bad as the demon does. So he kept his mouth shut and quickly joined the other man at the mouth of the detective’s private office.
“Hey, I think I got it!”
1.…
“Oh. Shit! It slipped!”
2.…
Sasha popped up with a victory smile on his face as he held up his prize, A little silver band with dragons etched around the outside. The brunet was playing with it as he waited for the last of files were copied onto the CD-Rom but it slipped out his fingers and rolled into a small crack between the two files cabinets. Guess who offered to go and retrieve the little item?
And 3!
Suddenly something or should it say, some vampire had grabbed him by the rear and with a little squeak of surprise, suddenly had a Vampire groping hands trying to mold his ass like clay and vampire tongue and mouth making out with the nape of his neck.
“Gotcha, my little one.” he smirked against the quickly becoming stiff neck
“Cole?!” He screamed trying to buck the cherry-haired undead man of him but that was probably was a not a wise idea.
“Oh, aren’t we a little impatient little mousy?” Cole whispered as he now re-located his hands round to the front of the loose jeans and Sasha had let out something more like a yelp then a squeak.
“Umm Mr. Sang Ki? Shouldn’t we, you know, try to help. Mr. Sasha?” Reeve had to use all of his will to look away from the sight that was before him. By now the vampire had managed to muffle angry protests by keeping a tight lid on the thin mouth by using his own helpful mouth.
“And why should we? He knew better then to lower his guard down in front of an enemy.” The opal-eyed devil responded calmly before asking for the man’s camera phone.
Everyone was too preoccupied with the grey-haired man trying to fight off a horny vampire- losing terribly at it- that no-one noticed the female newcomer entering the room. Till, she actually spoke of course.
“Excuse me, but which….which one of you are Detective Rochelle?”
That seemed to be enough to frozen everything in the room for many different reasons.
Sasha - out of wide-eye fear and embarrassment.
Cole- just because his prey wasn’t responding to him anymore like he should.
Sang Ki- out of sheer surprise that he didn’t hear the little human walking in before now.
Reeve- was just to ashamed of himself for being such a nasty little pervert.
“That would be the grey-haired man on the floor there.” The ever so helpful Sang Ki replied as he pointed a finger at the said grey-haired man on the floor. “The one that was turning red, under the shirtless pale man , snarling at you.”
Oh, He was so dead! That was from the one that was turning red, under the shirtless pale snarling man.
****
Guess who was still fuming in the car as Miss Jennifer Prell drove his old pale blue masda?
The damn vampire was hiding from the fatal rays of the afternoon sun under a large quilt in the backseats, mentally cursing at his bad luck and current case of blue balls. Only if he had just a minute more, he would have taken his little one somewhere fitting for a proper rutting. But his anger didn’t matched the steel-grey haired’s raging inferno that was currently going in his little mind.
It was a very good thing that he didn’t have the power to shoot laser beams out of his eyes. Certain people would had turned crispy a long time ago.
“You know..” Jennifer Prell couldn’t take the tension in the silence between the two men. “You two make a really cute couple.”
Even Cole peeked out of his blanket to stare at the woman. Sasha’s eyes couldn’t get any bigger nor could his cheeks by any redder.
“I am not with that idiot! He’s a stalker that enjoys molesting me!” And then he turned his back on the idiot woman and looked out of the window.
“He’s in denial. “ Cole whispered in Jennifer’s ear and she nodded her head in agreement.
****
My muse went on strike at the end of this and I just wanted to post this instead of trying to write without Cole giving me any more ideas. So, enjoy this much while me and him are discussing the terms of his contract.
So far, we both agree on Sasha wearing a little mousesuit with the ears and a little pink bow around his neck. So maybe the strike would end soon.
Review makes me happy and write more.