Vampire Game (C & K Chronicles)

Vampire Game (ongoing)

The C & K Chronicles are a series of oneshots that have little to do with each other except that they feature Chase and Konstatine. I hope you enjoy it please comment.



The party was lively, full of monsters, witches, demons and one real vampire. Me. Even though the room was bustling with life and movement, I stayed back, the only wallflower.
When I said, monsters, witches, and demons, I meant humans dressed up as such for this party was not a regular party but a masquerade.
The women wore brightly colored gowns that were long and drug behind them as they walked. They wore intricately detailed bodices to slim the waistline and enhance the bust. But I didn't find one of them appealing. I usually never did.
The men on the other hand well, tonight not many of them caught my fancy either. But there was one boy, he couldn't be over the age of twenty, who caught my attention. He had lightly curled blonde hair and icy blue eyes. His hair and eyes contrasted quiet a bit to his deep gray suit.
His gray suit jacket had tails, which made him look like a pianist. Under the jacket he wore a black vest and his slightly ruffled shirt sat atop of it. His body was slim and delicate but the clearly visible scars on his hands proved he had not always lived an easy life.
I found myself wondering if what was under the tasteful suit matched his rough and torn hands.
I turned around to look at the mirror I was leaning on. I normally stood out in crowds because I dressed different, tonight was the same. I wore a suit that wouldn't be seen for years to come. My suit was black with red pinstripes, my shirt was also red and I donned a square knot tie. Before leaving the mirror, I pushed my hair out of my eyes and with one last glance I set out for the hunt.
I began to circle the room, checking the boy out from every angle. I stalked around him like a predator eyeing his prey.
When I got closer to him I realized that he was surrounded by the best looking women at the party. For an instant I felt jealous. Not of the boy, but of the girls.
When I realized what I was thinking I quickly snapped out of it. I reminded myself that he was just pretty prey and nothing more. When I looked again I realized he wasn't really paying attention to them, he was just smiling and nodding. Occasionally he looked at one of them in the face as they chattered on, none the wiser that he wasn't paying attention. He seemed to be scanning the crowd for something or someone. The girl most active in the chase of the young boy put one hand on his forearm and leaned in to whisper something. I could only guess it was an invitation to sex the way he looked taken aback and she smiled coyly.
That was it, I'd had enough of that bitch's up-frontness. I walked directly to the crowd gathered around the boy and parted them with my presence. They peeled away from him as I walked closer. I grinned from ear to ear when I stood in front of him, I'm sure my fangs were noticeable since I heard gasps around me.
The boy surprised me. I thought at the very least he'd be uncomfortable but he wasn't he just smiled right back.
"Hello, friend."I said, only looking at him and ignoring all the onlookers.
"It's been a long time,"he winked then stepped out of the crowd, looked back at me then knodded to the stairs. I followed him up the stairs in silence. He didn't look back at me. He must have known his way around because he didn't hesitate when he turned and headed down the hallway. He opened the third door on the left and stepped in like he owned the place.
It was a combination of an office and a library, with books along every wall. I looked at some of the books, they all had titles like "A life with a Vampire," "The Studies of Vampires," and one simply titled "Vampyer." The whole room was filled with books on Vampires.
"Whoever's study this is must like vampires," I said while running my finger along the spines of the various books.
"You could say that," his eyes stayed on me as he spoke. I could tell he was trying to anticipate my next move.
"Good thing for me, that my costume is that of a vampire." I grinned. "Maybe the owner will like me."
"I do,"he smiled.
"Ah, I see," when I said this the boy's eyebrows lifted questioningly. "I thought you knew your way around too well."
"Ha ha,"he laughed. His boy next door charm was really starting to work on me. "I thought you might think I'm mad for having all these books."
"I'm just glad I'm a vampire tonight."
He looked at me straight in the eyes and said, "As opposed to all other nights?"
I ignored his comment and said, "So who were you looking for earlier? I saw you scanning the crowds."
He simply said, "You."
"Me?"It was my turn to laugh.
"All my life." He walked up and stood in front of me. We were about the same height so there was no bending or reaching need for a kiss to take place.
I leaned in and opened my mouth, my lips slowly pulling back to show my fangs. I looked at his pink, full lips and let my gaze move up his face until it hung on his eyes. The same piercing blue eyes that were still open and very much still watching me.
I cleared my throat and walked past him. I made my way to the large desk and dropped myself into the stiff chair. "Do tell me," I clanked my boots on the top of the desk and leaned back, "Why do you fancy vampires so?"
His face was pink from the rejection but he didn't look hurt for long. He smiled brightly and crossed the length of the room with a few steps. That's a long story. Maybe a better story to tell is about why I am so interested in you, who just happens to be a vampire."
I couldn't help but give my most dashing smile, "Why then, are you interested in a person pretending to be a vampire?"
He pushed my boots off his desk and they hit the floor with a thud. Without thinking I leaned forward to catch my balance. He stepped closer, so close that his leg was touching mine. He shoved me back in the chair again, all the while a flirty smile was playing over his face. He climbed up on me, one leg on either side, pinning me to the chair. I couldn't do anything but look up at him and breathe hard.
He grabbed my tie and yanked me up so that we were face to face, "This time you can't get away," he said.
He bit his lip, hard. Hard enough to make it bleed. Then he kissed me. It was forceful and rough. That was usually my role but it was interesting to be in the opposite position. The kiss and the blood were amazing. Something about his blood tasted different but I couldn't figure out why because my head was swimming. I let out a groan and I felt my slacks tighten around my swelling dick.
"Ha, ha," I heard a soft laugh in my ear as the kiss broke. "I knew it. You can't fool me Konstatine."
I didn't question why he knew my name at the time. I couldn't. The words wouldn't form.
The boy started sliding off of me. I was confused, I thought he was going to stop until I saw his fingers moving over his buttons, releasing them one by one. He slid his jacket off behind him. Then he moved to the vest buttons, then the shirt. He kept his playful eyes on me the whole time, watching me just sit in the chair. When I saw his hands move to his pants I groaned in anticipation.
He just laughed softly and continued on. His pants dropped and he kicked them away. The boy stood there in full glory with rock hard abs, meaty pecks, strong legs and toned arms. I couldn't believe they were all part of this boy, no man, that I thought was delicate. Then I noticed all the scars, just like on his hands, burns too. Somehow they didn't take away from his beauty, they added character and depth to it.
"What are you waiting for?" He said.
I just looked up at him. He rolled his eyes, laughed, then grabbed my tie and yanked me to the ground. It was the first time I was ever in that position. Normally it was someone else on their knees. He picked up a letter opener from his desk and pricked his finger. A dot of blood stained his tanned finger. He turned the finger down and let the blood drop fall on his erect cock.
Without thinking I lunged for his cock. I slid my mouth all the way up to get to the blood drop. Then I kept moving, up and down.
"Ow! Careful of the fangs!"
I mumbled "Sorry"as best as I could with a mouthful of dick. I used one hand to pull him back and forth to me, using his ass cheek as a handled and used the other to pump on his cock.
He started to moan, "I'm going to cum." It didn't matter if he came in my mouth, in fact I wanted him to. I moved faster, up and down until with a hard pulse from the underside of his cock he released his cum in my mouth. And I swallowed, enjoying every drop of it.
As soon as he was done he began getting dressed. That meant I was going to be left to my own devices. (What a nice guy)
He smiled and clapped his hands together, "Now its time for that story." I got off the floor and tried straightening my clothes out, and my still erect member. Dignity is a hard thing to regain in these kinds of situations, and a hard-on is a difficult thing to ignore.
He grabbed an old looking book from the shelf and handed it to me. I flipped it over a couple of times, no title. So I opened up to find a hand written diary.
"It's in Latin."I said as I looked at him.
"Yes, quiet old. It was my great grandfather's diary."
I flipped through a couple pages and stopped when I saw the signature, "Luther von Holche."
"Your great grandfather was Luther von Holche."Whom I killed but I didn't bother to say that. I cleared my throat.
"Yep," he smiled brightly. "So that means you are also a von Holche."
"Correct, Chase von Holche, the names don't really fit together, do they?" "That means, you are a vampire hunter?"
"Right again, I'm glad you now see the big picture."
"So then what was all this about?"I waved my hand to the spot I had previously been kneeling in.
"Well if you read that diary then you'll find yourself the main subject. My great grandfather HATED you. He spent most of his life searching for you to destroy you." He smiled at me, "But he didn't once mention how attractive you are"
"And?"
"Well, when I read this I also gain an interest in you. So I searched for you too and then when I found you I invited you to this party. I knew you couldn't resist since the book said,"he pointed to the diary in my hands, "That you do a lot of your hunting at parties."
"And? That still doesn't explain any of what happened!" He grabbed another book off a shelf and flipped through the pages. He handed that one over too.
I read allowed, "The effects of vampire hunters blood on vampires"
"It talks about the connection that the hunted and huntee form after blood is exchanged. Originally I only planned to kiss you and give you blood that way. But, well, one thing led to another," he smiled again.
"What good was giving your blood to me? What were you going to do with the 'connection'"
"I was going to kill you tonight if I could."He opened a drawer with various vampire killing implements,"but I know I'm not that good and hunting. My great grandfather was the best in our family and yet here you are, still alive. So I thought if I couldn't kill you tonight, but if I gave you blood, that I could use the connection to track you."
"But now?"I didn't know where he was going with this and I was getting tired of this mad scientist explanation.
"But now, I've come to like you."
I didn't have anything to say. I was stunned.
"I have a proposition,"he continued. "What we're going to hold hands and skip through a field of daisies? I don't think so."
"Ha ha. No." he grabbed my arm and started leading me to the door, "Let's use this connection as a way to find each other." He opened the door, but kept talking, "If I find you then I can try to kill you ,you know, sow my oats as a vampire hunter. If you find me then you can take care of your 'frustrations,' he pointed at my now depleted member. "Or you can kill me, if you can. Whichever you want. What do you say?"
"Maybe both."
"You can try." He laughed as he gave me a gentle push out of the door, he closed it when I was outside of the room.