SAved

I wrote the Journal of Alexander Van Helsing II. It's posted into an account I can't get into anymore. Anyway, that story lost it for me so a while ago I modernized it. This is an excerpt of the longer story. I'll update if there is any interest it hearing more. The characters are mine.

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As Alex watched his sleeping form he could feel the swell of sadness. He couldn't deny his feelings for Jack, but he knew that he couldn't do a damn thing about them either. First and foremost Alex's father would disown him at best and have him slowly killed at worst. But besides, he knew if he told Jack, the vampire would be disgusted with him. Jack always has girls falling over him, and doesn't seem averse to enjoying life's little pleasures despite his apparent handicap of undeath.
The sun was close to setting at which time Jack would wake up then Alex would have to forget all of this and set his mind to work. There was the small matter of planning next week's raid on the latest nest of suckers to deal with. With the last raid having been such a mess Alex wanted precision this time and that meant getting as much tactical information from Jack as possible.
At the moment however this seemed a distant matter compared to his current depression. Alex's fingers twitched slightly at his side as he studied Jack's sleeping form. He was truly beautiful -- perhaps more so while he slept. His face had taken on an angelic softness that so many poets dream of, his pose unprotected. Jack was laid out on his back, posture relaxed and nude torso exposed to the top of the hip, the rest of his body hidden under the deep red sheets. One hand was laid over his stomach, the other lying open on his pillow along side Jack's shoulder length, dirty blond hair that was splayed out like a dark halo. His face was inclined slightly toward the right of Jack's luxurious king sized bed where Alex was standing; Jack's fine features still lost in a haze of sleep. Alex clenched his fist, trying to suppress the urge to run down to his car and get his drawing materials. He tried to remind himself that he was a hunter first and an artist second, but the scene was teasing him on so many levels.
Alex's heart lurched and he bowed his head, tearing his unwilling eyes away and telling himself to go out into the house and wait until sunset so they could just get down to business as usual.
He looked back up to Jack and let out a shuddering sigh. Well, he told himself, You're a coward. This is the only chance you'll ever get to do anything. Your father would kill you, but he'd kill you if he knew you were dealing with a vamp anyway. This would take that to a whole new level. The taunting voice in his mind took on disgusted tones. The one person you go for, maybe even love and you can't do it.
Alex took a step toward the bed, that movement silencing the cruel voice in his head. Bracing himself with a hand at Jack's side Alex leaned down, and throwing logic and caution to the wind he let his lips gently touch Jack's. Eyes closed he wondered dimly what it would feel like to have those lips react to his touch, feeling a great swell of jealousy for the mindless floozies that received his wish without any worry of consequences or duty.
Something brushed against Alex's dark hair, pushing back some stray locks, then suddenly, to Alex's horror his wish was granted. The once unmoving lips pressed up against his, drawing a startled gasp from the human as Alex pulled away. Jack sat up slowly, regarding the frightened human with a smile full of amusement and sleep-laced pleasure. Alex could feel his cheeks begin to burn and he grasped for something to say.
"Jack, I'm sorry! I didn't mean… It's just…" Alex blurted out before Jack could speak. Alex looked away, unable to watch the look of disgust that would find Jack's beautiful face. "Look, I'm gone… Sorry." He said before turning and walking towards the door, tears threatening to spill at any moment. The sun must have set. His timing couldn’t have been worse.
He didn't get two steps before a hand grabbed his wrist and he was spun around. Jack was standing now, his two extra inches in height forcing him to look down to Alex's face. Alex turned his head away refusing to let Jack see him so close to tears, but a cold hand cupped his cheek and forced him to meet Jack's gaze. He thought his heart might stop with the look of relief reflected in the vampire's features. A new wave of emotion set free those tears that he had been fighting so valiantly to hide and Alex felt the hot trails fall down his cheeks.
"Shhh…" Jack said at a whisper, his face growing concerned as he brushed the tears away. "Alex, there's no need to cry." Jack crooned, pushing back Alex's bangs.
"You're not mad?" Alex asked, wincing at how small his voice sounded to him. Jack shook his head, flashing a brilliant smile.
"Why would I be? I’ve wanted to kiss you for so long.” He spoke in a soft and easy voice that put Alex a little more at ease, though his last words completely confused the hunter. Seeing this on Alex's face Jack chuckled. "You didn't know? Well, I'm smitten with you, Alex, but I didn’t want to scare you off. I value your company too much for that." Alex blushed again taking a deep breath to get his tears undercontrol.
"I had no idea." Alex said shaking his head lightly, unconsciously mimicking Jack's soft tone. The vampire grinned charmingly.
"I didn't think you would, but I didn't bet on you feeling like this either." Jack paused, his expression becoming more serous, lost in some unknown thought. "Alex, may I kiss you again?" Another wave of blushing found the human's face.
"Jack… My father would kill us if he ever found out." Alex said, his mind dazed, trying to grasp the revelation that Jack in fact felt the same.
Jack brushed his fingers along Alex cheek, smiling sadly. "He'd kill us anyway if he knew we had anything to do with each other, but he hasn't found out and he never will. Alex . . . " His name hung in the air between them, and for a moment they just looked at each other, the room almost humming with emotion before Jack closed the gap and their lips met once again.

It was slow and hot, as Jack teased Alex's mouth open and took the experience deeper. Heated tongues met and Alex moved closer to the other man, his free arm moving up to encircle Jack's neck, the other still held fast by at his side by the vampire. Something fluttered in his chest and Alex moaned softly as Jack tasted every inch of his mouth. Jack's other arm went to encircle Alex's waist, pressing their bodies together. Alex could feel the potential for crushing strength in Jack's movements, one of the perks of undeath, and it frightened him a little, an emotion which only proved to fuel the growing fire that was quickly raging throughout Alex's body. Jack was dressed in little more than a pair of black boxers; a fact which didn't help matters any. Jack pulled back and started to kiss along Alex's jaw, giving the overwhelmed hunter a moment to breathe.
"Jack . . ." Alex whispered breathlessly, loosing his thoughts as the vampire licked up form his collarbone to his earlobe. Alex's pulse hummed beneath Jack's lips as fear and lust flooded the hunter's senses he moaned, tilting his head to allow for better access. A small growl escaped Jack's lips as he continued the assault on Alex's neck, his hand sneaking up the back of Alex's shirt to explore the skin currently hidden by his T-shirt. It wasn't long before the T-shirt was pulled over Alex's head and tossed aside.
Jack paused, looking down at Alex's body, taking in the many scars acquired through his line of work. There were quite a few smaller ones scattered along the human's toned torso, as well as five more major ones. The first four started just below his collarbone and looked as if he had been clawed down to the bottom of his ribs. Werewolf watchdog a year ago. The fifth scar was above his left hipbone. It was thick and wrapped around his waist to disappear behind his back. Pushed from a balcony, hit a sharp pipe on the way down, three years ago. Alex froze under Jack's scrutiny, and eventually looked away, ashamed of his scars. "I'm sorry." Alex said. "I'm not much."
Jack frowned and tilted Alex's face up to look at him once again. "That's not what I was thinking. You've been through more than someone as beautiful and talented as you should ever be, Alex. I was thinking that you're too good for me." Alex's expression softened slightly, but Jack wasn't satisfied. Capturing Alex's mouth once more he kissed him long and hard, putting all of his passion into it. It left Alex gasping, and while he was distracted Jack spun him around and pushed him back onto the bed. Alex fell only to be pinned. The vampire licked Alex's lips, then moved downward, taking his time on the throat before moving down to his chest. Alex squirmed beneath him, helplessly pinned beneath the other and more than happy there. Jack kissed along all of the first four scars before moving onto Alex's unprotected nipples. He would take one into his mouth and suck on it before pulling back and licking the hardened nub, and blowing cool air over it. Alex cried out, his head rolling to the side as his breath and heart rate speed up and his erection began to press painfully against the material of his jeans.
Jack stopped his ministrations, straddling Alex's hips and looks down at him, his eyes distracted. Alex was distracted as well. Their decidedly erotic position with Jack over him, holding his hands down on either side gave him a rush. "I don’t' want to take advantage of you." Jack said breathlessly, tossing his hair over one shoulder so it was out of his face. "Just say the word and I'll stop.
"No, Jack. I want this." Alex smiled, panting and pushing his hips upward to grind against Jack's evident erection. Jack took in a sharp breath through his teeth.
"Imp." He said with a grin before he leaned down and kissed Alex again. Jack released Alex's hands, and moved down to unbutton his jeans. Sliding down so he is sitting over the other man's legs Jack pulled down the troublesome material along with the underlying boxers. Alex shivered. It had been so long since he had been this close to anyone, let alone the creature of his dreams. He felt drunk and dizzy, his body flushed while Jack’s remained as pale and lovely as ever.
The vampire leaned down, giving the fifth large scar a kiss before grinning up at Alex and taking the human’s dick into his mouth. Alex bit off a scream, cursing and breathing Jack’s name. The vampire worked his tongue along the shaft, opening his throat to allow its full length in. Alex’s breathing became horse and his heart raced. With every pass up and down he could feel the scraping of two sharp canines on either side of his cock. “Jack, please!” Alex cried out, the pressure building. Suddenly Jack pulled back and moved up to kiss the other man deeply.
“I want to be inside you, love. Please.” Jack said, panting, his own erection looking painful beneath his boxers.
Alex grinned, eyes closed, nodding. “Oh, fuck. Yes Jack.” Alex slid his hands down the length of Jack’s body and did away with the silk boxers, the last barrier between them. The piece of silk was long forgotten before it landed somewhere on top of Alex’s t-shirt.
Jack tenderly kissed each of Alex’s hands before reaching over to the bedside table to retrieve a jar of something from the top droor. A heartbeat later one slick finger entered Alex’s ass, stroking before being joined by another digit. Alex writhed and bit down on his knuckles to keep from crying out. Jack’s mouth moved down to whisper in Alex’s ear.
“Scream if you feel the need. I’ve wanted to hear you moan and beg so long, Alex. It would be music to my ears.”
His head spun. “Oh, fuck. Jack. I can’t take this. It’s too much…” Jack has finished readying the other man and now had the head of his own cock pressed lightly against the tight opening. Jack kissed Alex deeply, sucking on the other’s tongue as he entered him. Alex did scream now, throwing his head back against the sheets.
It could have been a moment or an eternity, Alex wasn’t sure. Time was lost in Jack’s green eyes and the rhythm of his thrusts.

Jack was in his head, he could feel it. The vampire was whispering to him, begging him for a taste of his blood. Please, one nip, one taste. I would never hurt you sweetling. I want to taste your brilliance and smell what runs that heart I hold so dear. Please… please….
Alex couldn’t think, he couldn’t breath, pulling air between gasps and moans. He could see nothing but Jack above him, pounding into him. Green eyes filled his vision and unbenonsed to himself, Alex whispered “yes.”
Jack smiled baring his fangs but it was too late to do anything. Alex was too close to release to help himself. One smooth lick over the artery before teeth bit through. Alex came just as he was aware of his blood running down his throat and Jack taking his first deep drink.
Alex had never experienced an orgasm like this, and he though he wasn’t going to survive it. Every time Jack pulled more blood from his neck Alex climaxed. His body shook. Only when his blood started to run dry did his muscles relax and the terrible ecstasy slowly fade away.
Dying wasn’t as Alex had expected it to be. He thought his mind would fight the loss of his soul but it was so easy, like slipping into sleep in the afterglow.
The veil lifted and everything went black.
Alex, come back to me. Feel me and feel your body. Come back. You will never die again…
Two days later he would wake up in Jack’s arms, his mouth full of the slick, back blood Jack was feeding him. The reality of his situation didn’t sink in until Alex realized he could clearly hear the sickly slow beating of Jack’s heart – and his own in time with it.
That bastard had turned him.
Now what?