In Sanguine Pugnae
Chapter Two
This piece of fiction contains supernatural themes and sexual interactions between consenting male adults. Please do not read this if it is illegal where you are, or you are not of age to do so.
All characters are fictional and any similarities to known actual people are coincidental, unless otherwise specified.
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All characters are fictional and any similarities to known actual people are coincidental, unless otherwise specified.
Visit the blog to see visualisations of the characters throughout the story. As always your feedback is important and always welcome.
Alexander Phoenix - [email protected]
Down a flight of stairs and we were in the middle of a rather expansive living room. It was huge. There were windows across the entire front of the room, three large black leather sofas spaced evenly around the room, a huge kitchen with a large green marble-topped island in the middle, bar stools on one side of it. My mouth was hanging open as I took it all in.
‘This… this is… unbelievable.’ I said, looking at Alex.
‘It’s just home.’ He said, taking my hand and pulling me into his arms. ‘You should see my country house in France. Come.’
He led me to a doorway and down a long hall. I noticed quickly the hallway had the same pale beige colour as the walls in the main living area. I glanced around quickly and watched four other vampires disperse to other areas of the apartment. We entered a room almost as big as the lounge with only a large bed in the middle, with a gaggle of pillows, an excessively large television near a wall, and once again, windows along the entire outward facing wall.
‘Doesn’t that cause a problem in the morning?’ I asked nodding toward the wall of windows.
He laughed that loud, abrupt laugh. ‘What sort of problem do you think that would cause?’
‘Well, I’m no expert, but, I would imagine a good roasting from the sun might be painful.’ I sniggered.
He laughed again. ‘We’re not allergic to sunlight. It doesn’t burn or kill us.’ He chuckled.
‘Really?’ I asked my curiosity piqued.
‘Really. We can quite happily walk around in the sun, and not burst into flames, or turn into disco balls.’ He whisked me into his arms as he answered. ‘However, our eyes are sensitive to the light.’
‘Wow. Did we get that wrong.’ I mused. ‘Why does everyone think vampires burn in the sun then?’
‘Look at that. Not even thirty minutes hence you scarce believed in vampires, and here you sit debating vampiric traits with one.’ He chuckled to himself.
‘You know what I mean. All those movies and stories.’ I shot at him slightly embarrassed.
‘Ah yes. The Hollywood machine.’ He said, his eyes glazing over slightly. ‘I guess, probably something that happened a very long time ago, gave humans the idea. Around the time of the Witch Trials actually.’
I sat down on the edge of the bed and pulled him with me. ‘Carry on.’ I urged him.
‘Well, humans have this natural predilection to attack what they don’t understand.’ He began. ‘Bear in mind there are real witches out there, and they were far too clever and much too powerful to get caught. But in reference to the witch trials, a lot of innocent women were brutally murdered at the hands of ignorant, savage men, struggling to control the women and exercise their religious dominance. It was the church’s view that men were in control of mankind, telling them what to believe, what to perceive and what to think. A disgusting means to control the masses. It was really quite a misogynistic time for human kind.’
He took a deep breath and continued. ‘Well, the easiest way to scare this thought into society, was to find the most dramatic way of destroying these free thinking people, who, not surprisingly, were the oppressed women. They resisted the suppression and would gather in seclusion and discuss these subjects. Some of them weren’t as convinced as the others and rather stupidly, informed their husbands. One woman went as far to say that some of the women would drink blood at the beginning of these gatherings to strengthen their resolve. The blood, usually taken from an attending sympathising male who would mysteriously disappear after the meetings.
‘Soon enough, a rumour spread that the women were not only witches and practicing dark magic, but some were dangerous, blood drinking demons. At one of the first witch burnings, one woman had her mouth bound by rags and was sentenced to burn. The sun was hidden behind a cloud as the fire was lit. With the fires increase in size, the sun suddenly burst through the clouds and she caught alight. As she burnt, she was thrashing about in the flames and the rags burnt away. She spat out two abnormally long canine teeth. The sentencing party announced that the blood drinking demon in her had been burnt out and that she had become human again. Well, naturally, she was only “human” again for a short amount of time, as her body perished.’
I sat gaping at him with my mouth hanging open. He continued without interruption.
‘The canine teeth were placed in her mouth before she was gagged. The sentencing party was setting it up, to strengthen their case. That poor woman was used as an example. Her entire family was wiped from existence as a deterrent to all the witnesses. Well, we vampires who witnessed this used it to our advantage as well. We were concerned that any humans, who knew that we really did exist, were in danger of this ignorant horde of morons. We circulated the rumours, telling people that the blood drinking demons were unable to bear the sunlight, that it would destroy them, that they only showed themselves during the dark hours of night. That during the daylight, the demons hid deep in caves and mountains. Anywhere there was no chance of humans being nearby.
‘And so it seemed to work. Very few blood drinking demons were exposed or burnt, but the witch burnings were beyond our help. We tried to scurry a few of the women away, but the prosecutors were vehement in their pursuit. They would say the witch killed their guards and used magic to escape. We could not do anything more to save them. So we sat back and watched mankind, destroy their future, with the security of vampirism no longer a concern.’ He finished, placing his hand on top of mine.
‘You referred to them as “blood drinking demons”. Why?’ I asked noting the oddity in his recollection.
‘Purely because, they weren’t vampires. They were innocent women. Did you know the word Vampire, was never actually documented or widely used until mid-1700? Just a random bit of information.’
I looked down at his hand which was still resting on mine and back to his face. ‘Were you one of the vampires there?’
‘I was alive, in a manner of speaking, at the time. But I wasn’t involved in the witch burnings. I was sleeping during that century.’
‘Sleeping?’ I asked.
‘Yes. Sleeping. I was a little weary with mankind and found myself a crypt deep under Italy and slept for nearly 80 years.’ He said, snapping out of a memory. ‘Carl was one of the vampires who witnessed the burnings, and also woke me. Perhaps he can give you his account of the events at some point. He likes to tell a good story.’ He winked at me.
I jumped as I heard Carl yelling down the hallway, ‘I heard that!’
‘He can hear us?’ I asked astonished.
‘Yes, he can, and he should know better than to eavesdrop.’ Alex said to the closed door.
‘Lead by example Alex!’ He shouted, sniggering to himself.
‘Alex?’ I asked tentatively.
‘Mmm?’ He answered, looking down at me curiously.
‘How old are you?’ I whispered.
‘My physical age, or the amount of time I’ve existed?’ He answered.
‘Ah, both, I guess.’ I looked down at my hands folded over my lap.
‘I was 21 when I was converted. And as for the length of my immortal life, well, let’s just say a couple millennia.’ He smiled broadly, the flash of white from his large canines momentarily blinding me.
‘A couple thousand years?’ I gasped.
‘Actually, more like three thousand.’ Adrian called down the hallway.
‘Three… three thousand… years?’ I stammered incoherently.
‘Two thousand, eight hundred, and fifty six years, to be precise.’ He said with a snarl toward the door.
‘You old fuck!’ Adrian sniggered. I blinked briefly, Alex moved ever so slightly, and there was a shattering of glass in the lounge and a string of obscenities fading slightly as the bedroom door slammed shut.
‘What was that?’ I asked staring at the closed door and getting up quickly.
‘It’s nothing.’ Alex answered taking my hand and leading me back into the lounge.
One of the window panes had been smashed; Jordi, Carl and Fin were all standing around the broken window looking out. Alex led me to the window and I looked out as well. Adrian was sprawled on the road, several floors below, surrounded in glass. As I was about to scream, Adrian looked directly up at us and snarled. He stiffly got to his feet and jumped. All five of us jumped back quickly, well the vampires did. Alex pulled me back, as Adrian sailed through the window looking furious.
‘You’re a bad sport.’ He snarled at Alex.
‘And you should respect your elders.’ Alex retorted.
‘What happened? Did you do this?’ I asked looking at Alex in wonder.
‘He slipped.’ Alex said smiling at me.
‘You threw me.’ Adrian snarled.
‘You weren’t hurt.’ Alex chuckled pulling me into his arms.
‘Not the point old man.’ As he finished his sentence, he was gone from my sight.
‘Damn you Alex!’ Adrian shouted as he fell, yet again, to the road. ‘I’m going to drain your human of every last…’ And quite suddenly Alex was gone. I jumped to the window and saw Alex make contact with Adrian halfway to the ground, a hand at his throat and Adrian’s arm braced in his other hand. Alex’s left hand jerked away from Adrian’s body and I heard an ear-splitting crack quickly followed by a howl of agony and an earthshaking shudder as they made contact with the ground.
‘If you so much as look at him wrong Adrian, I will tear the rest of you to pieces.’ Alex all but snarled into Adrian’s face.
‘I’m… sorry… Alex! Please get off.’ Adrian sobbed in obvious pain.
‘Refrain from making threats like that and I won’t need to do it again.’ The older vampire responded.
‘Alright. Please. Please reset my arm. It hurts.’ Adrian cowered. Alex flinched carefully and with another crack, Adrian’s arm was righted.
‘Learnt your lesson?’ Alex hissed.
‘Yes. I’m sorry.’ Adrian said submissively, his dark eyes searching for anything but the older vampire’s face to look at.
‘Good.’ Alex stood up, releasing Adrian and launched himself back through the window. I stood staring at Alex open mouthed as he entered the window and stood a few feet from me, as Adrian came soaring through the window less graciously.
‘I’m sorry you had to see that.’ Alex said to a patch of floor in front of me.
‘It’s… nothing.’ I stammered, not quite sure what to say.
‘Did I scare you?’ Alex asked reaching out to me.
‘A little.’ I admitted, looking at his hand. It dropped back to his side disheartened.
‘Would you like me to take you home?’ He asked, disappointment clouding his voice and face.
‘No! No, no, no!!!’ I said surprised. ‘Not at all!’ I ran the few short feet to him and threw my arms around his shoulders, lifting myself off the ground and kissing him passionately. His lips were as hard and cold as the rest of him and gave only fractionally under my kiss. His lips parted slightly and his cool tongue slid across my upper lip seductively. I pushed my tongue behind his upper lip and ran it along his top teeth, feeling the hard and sharp texture of them. They were incredibly sharp. He closed his mouth around my tongue and gently sucked as I retracted it completely.
‘You taste wonderful.’ We both said simultaneously and giggled.
‘Come. Let’s go to bed.’ Alex said lifting me from beneath my knees and armpits, carrying me to his bedroom. ‘Fin, can you fix the window please?’ He called over his shoulder, not quite taking his eyes off of me.
‘Sure thing Alex!’ Fin chimed. ‘I told you not to provoke him Adrian.’ He continued.
‘Yeah, yeah.’ Came the cold reply.
‘Will he be alright?’ I whispered into Alex’s ear.
‘He’ll be fine!’ He smiled closing his bedroom door behind us.
We were across the room in the blink of an eye and I was sitting in the midst of the pillows the next. Alex was standing at the bottom of the bed, looking at me with a bizarre combination of hunger and lust. It was slightly alarming. He climbed onto the bed carefully; his posture changing to that of a big cat stalking its pray. My heart beat was racing by now.
‘Are you alright?’ He asked me, freezing in his tracks, head tilted to the side listening carefully.
‘I’m fine.’ I blurted. ‘You just, you look like you’re hunting me.’
‘I do?’ He asked curiously. ‘You’ve seen a vampire hunting?’
‘No. But, you look like you’re going to eat me, rather than kiss me.’ I said quietly.
Before I could let out the breath I had been holding, I was pinned to the bed, Alex’s torso pressed firmly against mine, his hands like iron shackles around my wrists, his lips, inches from mine, his eyes boring into mine. I inhaled swiftly in fear, gearing up for a scream when his lips crashed against mine, his tongue forcing its way into the warmth of my mouth. My head was swimming in a haze and I was struggling to maintain my breathing. As restrained as I was, I was lifting as much of my body as I could and pressing it firmly against Alex’s in response to his passionate kiss. He broke away from me, gasping for air, as I panted myself down from the heady, cloudy minded high.
‘Alex?’ I whispered.
‘Victor?’ He responded, looking slightly dazed.
‘You’re hurting my hands.’ I said quietly, looking at my right hand, which was beginning to turn purple.
‘Oh!’ He gasped, following my sight. ‘I’m sorry!’ He said releasing his grip. I shook both my hands and placed them behind his neck and pulled his face to mine.
‘It doesn’t hurt so much that you have to stop kissing me.’ I smiled, snaking my legs around his waist.
‘I see!’ He grinned, leaning down the remaining distance to me and licked my lip. ‘You taste so great.’
‘Do I now?’ I asked, licking his tongue in response.
‘You do. Hmm?’ He sighed, opening his mouth slightly and covering mine with his. His tongue wound its way into my accepting mouth and ran across my teeth, along my gums, down over my tongue, seeking out the back of my throat. As he began to pull back, I closed my mouth and sucked gently on his tongue as it was removed slowly, enjoying the taste of him.
‘You taste better I would imagine.’ I sighed contentedly.
‘Do I just?’ He asked, the shade of a smirk appearing on his lips.
‘You do. I would have thought for being nearly 3000 years old you’d taste like a cemetery.’ I sniggered. In the lounge I could hear a giggle. Sounded like Adrian.
‘You’re a cheeky wee shit bag!’ Alex smiled. ‘I think perhaps…’ He didn’t finish verbally, but flipped me over on the bed so quickly, my eyes glazed over. ‘Mmm. Better!’ He said, sliding down slowly, his hands running from my shoulders, down the sides of my back and onto my firm buttocks, kneading them gently.
‘Quite the, ahem, asset you’ve got there.’ He chortled.
‘Why thank you kindly!’ I sniggered. In the flutter of my heartbeat, I heard the ripping of fabric and a sudden breeze up my legs. I looked over my shoulder and saw him holding my jeans in two pieces, one in each hand, and his eyes glued to my butt.
‘What?’ I gasped.
‘I’ll buy you two pairs to make up for it.’ He said, still eyeing my behind.
‘Well, would you mind not ripping these off?’ I asked hooking my thumbs into the waistband of my favourite boxer briefs and shimmying out of them. ‘I am quite fond of them.’ I flicked them across the room, well out of harm’s way and my shirt was quick to follow.
‘Oh my.’ Alex exhaled, a cool breeze prickling the skin on my behind with goose flesh.
‘Are you alright back there?’ I asked, looking over my shoulder. His eyes were firmly fixed on my bottom with a feverish hunger shading his dark eyes.
‘I’m fine.’ He whispered and he leaned in and gently bit my right cheek, not piercing the skin. My eyes closed with the thrill of the sensation.
He covered my butt with light nibbles, starting on the right cheek, then moving to the left. My backside was glowing with delight. I was squirming with ecstasy. But that was just the beginning.
As I sighed in pleasure, he quickly pulled my cheeks apart and dipped his tongue into my crevice, tasting my hidden entrance. A combination of elation and surprise escaped my lips in the form of a sigh. I buried my face in one of the many pillows and groaned into it as Alex assaulted my entrance with his tongue.
He kept the probing assault up for five minutes without taking a single breath. Sex with a vampire was rather efficient. As he surfaced from his exploration, I rolled over onto my back, wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled him down to me and kissed him deeply, running my tongue across his lips, over his sharp teeth, along his tongue. I could taste the faint smell of my body in his mouth and enjoyed sharing it with him.
He pulled back from the embrace and in a flash of motion, he was completely unclothed and back in my embrace, passionately kissing me. I licked across the bottom of his upper teeth and found the sharp edge of one of his canine teeth. I felt a small cut on the tip of my tongue and tasted the blood that sprang from the wound. As quickly as I tasted the metallic taste of my blood, Alex had sucked my tongue into his mouth and was licking at the cut, tasting my blood.
‘Wow. You taste great. Your blood is sweet, your arse just as sweet.’ He gasped as he released my tongue and sat up slightly.
‘Glad you like, but please don’t stop.’ I said pulling his face down to mine and continuing to kiss him. I tightened my legs around his waist, pulling his crotch into me. I felt his manhood snaking underneath me. It seemed rather prodigious. As if reading my mind, he disappeared and reappeared in my embrace and continued kissing me.
I broke away from him and asked, ‘What did you just do?’
‘I put a condom on.’ He said, kissing me again. As a groan of ecstasy escaped my lips, I felt the tip of his manhood at my entrance, gently pushing through my natural resistances. It was much larger than I first thought and was shocked to feel its entire length entering in one fluid movement.
As he entered me completely, I lost myself to the sheer sensation. I was no longer flesh and blood, but emotion and feeling. Over and over he entered me, our bodies joining repeatedly in physical delight. Ten minutes became twenty. Twenty became thirty. That’s about when I lost track of time completely.
What seemed like hours later, I lost physical control of my own member and spilled my seed over my stomach. Alex, in perfect synchronisation with me, expelled his seed into the condom deep inside me.
He rolled over, removed the condom and tossed it toward a rubbish bin. As he rolled back toward me and took me in his embrace, I lost my fight with consciousness and fell into a peaceful sleep.
‘Alex?’ Called a voice from the door.
‘Mmm?’ The head resting on my shoulder replied.
‘Can you come out for a second please?’ The voice from the door asked.
‘What’s wrong?’ Alex asked, snapping awake.
‘We’re expecting company.’ The voice responded. ‘Carl’s seen it.’
‘Shit!’ Alex blurted flying out of bed in the blink of an eye.
‘What’s wrong?’ I asked finally opening my eyes and noticing briefly that my shoulder had gone dead where his head was resting.
‘We have company.’ Alex said pulling a pair of jeans on and whirling toward me. ‘I need to get you out of here, now.’
‘What? Why?’ I asked sitting up and watching Alex racing around dressing himself.
‘Vampires are coming. And they’re not as civilised as we are.’ Alex said materialising at the side of the bed. ‘Come beautiful.’
‘Alex, why can’t I stay? Surely I won’t be in that much…’
‘Victor. I can’t protect you from all of them. There are too many of them.’ He said pulling me effortlessly to my feet. ‘Please?’
‘Alright.’ I sighed, pulling on my boxer briefs and shirt. ‘Ah, I don’t have any pants.’
‘Here.’ Alex called from the wardrobe as a pair of jeans came flying toward the bed. ‘Quickly.’
Once fully clothed, Alex towed me to the lounge at great speed, almost dislodging my arm from the shoulder socket.
‘How long Carl?’ Alex asked, looking out the window carefully.
‘About twenty minutes. They’re already in the city. Some are hunting.’ Carl replied monotonously. I looked at Carl and noticed he was staring vacantly at the wall.
‘Carl? Are you okay?’ I asked stepping toward him.
‘He’s fine babe. Don’t worry about him.’ Alex said coming to my side and taking my hand.
‘I’ll be back in five minutes. Clean the scent.’ He said to everyone as he dragged me up the stairs to the roof.
‘Quick, climb on.’ He said looking into the rising sun.
I climbed onto his back and as I locked my arms around his neck we were already in the air and falling to the security of the park grounds. I barely noticed landing as Alex raced off through the trees at amazing speed. Watching the trees flying past was making me slightly queasy so I closed my eyes. Barely a minute passed and Alex was slowing down. I opened my eyes and looked around.
‘Where are we?’ I asked climbing off his back.
‘Baldrona. There’s a hotel across the road there.’ He said pointing through the trees. ‘Take my credit card, get a room, and get some sleep. I’ll be back by nightfall.’ He gave me a quick hug and kissed me tenderly on the lips. ‘Please stay in the hotel room, and keep the windows and doors closed. When you get inside, have a shower, don’t put on any deodorant or aftershave and smoke in the room.’
‘What on earth…’
‘Victor. Please, just do it. Trust me.’ He said gripping my upper arms firmly.
‘Okay, okay.’ I said shaking gently.
‘I’ll be back by nightfall. I promise.’ He said.
‘Okay. Be safe.’ I said as he vanished into the trees.
‘I will.’ He called out.
After having a shower and redressing myself in the same clothes, climbing into bed for a few hours of restless sleep and watching the television, I climbed out of bed and picked the phone up and called my friend.
‘Hey Tanya.’
‘Oh god, Vicky! Thank fuck you’re alive babe!’ Came Tanya’s panicked voice over the phone. ‘Where are you?’
‘Yes, I’m alive and well. I’m at the Castlegate Hotel in Baldrona.’
‘What the fuck are you doing there?’ She bellowed through the phone. ‘Eww. Did you fuck him? In a hotel?’
‘Like that’s your business. Just shut up and listen for a bit.’
‘What?’
I giggled, laughing to myself. ‘You’re not going to believe this!’
‘Believe what?’ Came her mystified response.
‘Well, that guy I met last night?’ I started cautiously.
‘The hottie with the other hotties?’ She replied.
‘Yeah, him.’
‘What about him?’ She prompted impatiently.
As I opened my mouth to tell her, a muffled thud came from the direction of the balcony. Pulling my skin back on after jumping out of it in shock, I whispered into the phone ‘I’ll call you back shortly.’
I put the phone back on the base, Tanya’s wailing being cut off as the hand piece connected with the base and disconnected the call. I walked over to the French doors and pulled the curtain back slowly.
Leaning against the railing was the most beautiful man I’d ever laid eyes on, dressed in unassuming casualness, light coloured jeans, slightly flaring in the lower leg, a white button up shirt left open over a white singlet, handsome looking brown boots, dark sunglasses sitting across the bridge of his nose and his hair in a tidy disarray of spikes.
‘Are you going to open the door for me beautiful?’ Alex said smiling at me.
I threw the curtains open, flung one of the doors outward and jumped at him without caring for my safety. He’d catch me.
‘I wasn’t expecting you back until dark Alex. What happened?’ I asked, quickly scanning the area around us.
‘Nothing. They just left sooner than we thought.’ He replied carrying me back inside and closing the door. He pushed the remaining curtains open, lifted his sunglasses, sat them atop his tidy spikes and sat me on the bed.
‘Did I hear you talking to someone?’ He asked, sitting on the bed next to me.
‘Oh. Yeah. My friend from last night.’ I said, having already forgotten about Tanya.
‘Hmm.’ Alex said reaching out to run a finger down my right cheek.
‘She was concerned.’ I mumbled pathetically.
‘Of course. Is she alright now?’ He asked looking into my eyes. I quickly noticed the dark depths of his eyes. Actually, it was almost like his pupils were hiding the irises, like they were completely dilated.
‘Well, I got a hell of a fright when you were out on the deck and I, well… I told her I’d call her back.’ I said addressing my lap, avoiding his eyes. I’m not entirely sure why I felt the need to be timid in this manner.
‘Would you like to call her back and tell her you’re okay?’ He laughed politely. ‘I don’t really want her calling the police on me.’
‘I didn’t think about that. Hold on.’ I said, quickly diving for the phone.
‘So, are you going to tell your friend about me?’ He asked, as I dialed Tanya’s number. ‘About what I am, not who I am?’
‘Ah, well, I was going to.’ I replied sheepishly. ‘Or, am I not allowed to?’
‘I’m not going to stop you.’ He grinned and my heart fluttered. ‘But remember, you didn’t believe me until you watched us feeding.’
‘Hmm. Good point. I guess we’ll just have to wait and see.’
‘Mmm. Something tells me she might be much harder to convince than you were beautiful.’ He flashed his beautiful, white smile as I finished dialing her number and put the receiver to my ear. ‘Though I said I wouldn’t stop you, it might perhaps be easiest if you refrained from mentioning that at this stage.’
‘Might be an idea. I don’t want her panicking. Oh, hold on.’ I said raising my hand in a signal to be quiet, as Tanya yelled through the phone at me.
‘Don’t you dare hang up on me like that again you ratty little bastard! I thought he’d killed you or something.’ She screeched.
‘Christ, you sound like my mother Tanya. Ease off woman. I’m just calling you back to let you know I’m alright, and I’ll call you later, okay?’ I said as quickly as I could, fearing being interrupted.
‘What? Don’t you dare hang up on me you rude motherf-…’ I quickly slammed the phone down cutting off her profane exclamation.
‘Is she alright?’ Alex asked looking at the phone on the side table like it was going to explode.
‘She’s fine. She’s always like that.’ I blushed madly at her outburst.
‘Fantastic. The beautiful man I want so badly has a psychopathic lapdog as a best friend.’ He sniggered to himself.
‘Hey! That’s my friend you’re calling a lapdog.’ I said mildly irritated.
‘I meant no offence.’ Alex said holding his hands up in surrender. ‘I meant only to illustrate the fact that someone as beautiful as you would naturally have such unwavering loyalty from friends and family.’
‘Tanya is my only family now.’ I said mildly sad.
‘Oh?’ He pressed gently.
‘I’ll explain another time perhaps.’ I responded, looking toward the television on the wall. I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror to the side of the television; my hair was standing on end.
‘Fuck. Look at me!’ I gasped, standing up and approaching the mirror, attempting to flatten my hair into control.
‘Care for a shower?’ He asked in an amused tone.
‘Hell yeah!’ I chuckled, heading toward the bathroom. ‘You won’t go anywhere, will you?’ I asked, stopping at the bathroom door and looking back to him, as he stood up and approached the mirror I was looking into seconds ago. I wondered if he was checking his appearance, or perhaps checking if he even cast a reflection.
‘Well, I wasn’t planning on.’ He answered looking toward me. ‘Perhaps I could sit in the bathroom while you shower?’
‘You what now?’ I stammered, almost biting my tongue.
‘Perhaps I can sit in the bathroom while you shower, if that’s alright?’ He replied, turning to face me.
‘Ah, I guess that’s alright.’ I blushed as I entered the bathroom. I skipped quickly to the shower cubicle opened the glass door and turned the shower faucet on. Immediately, hot water blasted out of the shower head, throwing a slight mist about the small room. I quickly removed the borrowed pair of jeans, along with my socks and underwear and then pulled the shirt over my head. As my head popped out of the neck of my shirt, I saw Alex’s reflection in the mirror, taking in every inch of my appearance. Guess that’s another myth busted. Blushing madly, I dropped my shirt and stepped into the shower cubicle, right under the powerful stream of hot water.
As the jet of water touched my skin, I felt all worry, fear and panic disappear from me, like the water was cleaning it from my conscience as it removed the dirt and oil from my skin. I leaned back slightly and tilted my head into the stream of water and closed my eyes meditatively. I ran my hands through my now wet hair and sighed contentedly. After a few seconds, I stepped forward so my head wasn’t in the path of the water and saw Alex sitting comfortably on the toilet, immediately in front of me, legs parted slightly, his elbows resting on his knees. He raised his eyes from somewhere around crotch level to my face and blushed as furiously as I had minutes before. In an attempt to cover his embarrassment, he pointed to the complimentary toiletry bottles on the vanity unit and asked in his deep voice that seemed to vibrate in this small, tiled room, ‘Want the shampoo?’
‘Please.’ I answered, smiling at his bashfulness.
He stood up from his makeshift seat, took two bottles from the vanity and dangled them over the glass door of the shower unit for me. I took them and looked at them. Shampoo and Conditioner. Well, I’d prefer my gold plated shampoo and conditioner, but they were across town at the minute. I put the conditioner bottle on the shelf under the shower head and opened the shampoo bottle. After dribbling some into my palm, I worked it into my hair and closed my eyes again, enjoying the sensation. I rinsed off when I was sure it was clean and opened my eyes to Alex, now standing in between the toilet and the shower cubicle watching me intently. My heart skipped a beat as I caught the look of hunger in his eyes, which vanished completely when my heart thudded to a steady rhythm again.
‘Are you okay?’ He asked, his head turned slightly to the left, apparently listening to my heart resume its normal pace.
‘Yeah, I’m okay.’ I puffed, mostly from the hot steam in the cubicle. I took the small bottle of conditioner and emptied it into my palm, stepping out of the flow of water slightly, and worked it through my damp hair carefully, making sure I applied it liberally from the mid-length to ends of my hair. In stepping out of the water, I was centimeters from the pane of glass and Alex was equally as close to it on the other side. I ran my hand across the misted glass, wiping a clear spot of condensation from it and couldn’t help but look into his intense, dark eyes. Alex looked away to my left shoulder, then down my chest and stomach, past my crotch, which was fast stirring to life, down my legs and then quickly back to my face. I saw a brief image of awe in his face, which disappeared as I blinked.
‘You’re beautiful, you know?’ He whispered, barely loud enough for me to hear.
‘Nah. You’re just cock struck!’ I cackled, stepping back under the flow of water and rinsing out the cheap, nasty conditioner from my hair. When I stepped out of the flow of water again, the shower door was flung open, the water cut off and a towel wrapped around me so quickly, I reeled on the spot and almost collapsed. I shook my head a little trying to gain my bearings, splashing water everywhere and looked into Alex’s singlet covered chest, which now had specks of water across it. His over shirt had vanished and he had me locked within his arms, wrapped in a soft, warm towel.
‘Come.’ He said, not releasing me from his embrace, but instead, effortlessly carrying me like I would carry a punching bag full of fresh air, to the bed. He stood me at the end of the bed and opened his arms, taking the ends of the towel, lengthwise, and began drying me carefully, starting gently with my hair, dabbing my face slightly, running his towel covered hands over my shoulders, down my arms, over my chest, down the front and sides of my torso. He stepped in closely and ran the towel over my shoulders again and down my back and sides. He went down on one knee in front of me and firmly, yet carefully, dried my behind, the backs of my thighs, down to my feet, then slowly and methodically dried the fronts of my legs, up to my crotch. Now at crotch level, he looked mesmerised at my manhood and opened his lips slightly, exhaling a cool breath on my private parts. I looked down my slim, lithe torso as he looked up it and our eyes met in a smoldering heat.
‘Cock struck you reckon?’ He said as a coy smile played across his beautiful mouth.
‘Something like that.’ I gasped, short of breath as my heartbeat quickened in excitement. The object of his admiration moments ago jumped of its own accord and thumped him gently against his cold, chiseled chin.
‘Are you sure about that?’ He chuckled, standing up to his full height and looking down into my face. ‘I’m cock struck, not the other way around?’ Still holding the ends of the towel on either side of me, he pulled gently on it, pressing me against his stone like body.
‘Perhaps.’ I whispered, my eyes closing slightly as I craned my neck, turning my face up to his.
‘Mmm. No. Definitely the other way around.’ He laughed, quickly wrapping the towel around my middle, tucking it in on itself and pushing me back onto the bed.
Dazzled slightly, I sat up and spluttered.
‘What?’ I gasped.
‘I can resist. Can you?’ He giggled.
‘Tease!’ I exclaimed, rolling off the bed and retrieving my clothes from the bathroom. They were nicely folded and sitting on the vanity unit, beside the partially empty complimentary basket. I really must watch him more closely and see exactly when he does these things. I undid the towel and threw it carelessly over the towel rail, pulled on my boxer briefs, socks and jeans, and walked out of the bathroom pulling my shirt on.
‘This… this is… unbelievable.’ I said, looking at Alex.
‘It’s just home.’ He said, taking my hand and pulling me into his arms. ‘You should see my country house in France. Come.’
He led me to a doorway and down a long hall. I noticed quickly the hallway had the same pale beige colour as the walls in the main living area. I glanced around quickly and watched four other vampires disperse to other areas of the apartment. We entered a room almost as big as the lounge with only a large bed in the middle, with a gaggle of pillows, an excessively large television near a wall, and once again, windows along the entire outward facing wall.
‘Doesn’t that cause a problem in the morning?’ I asked nodding toward the wall of windows.
He laughed that loud, abrupt laugh. ‘What sort of problem do you think that would cause?’
‘Well, I’m no expert, but, I would imagine a good roasting from the sun might be painful.’ I sniggered.
He laughed again. ‘We’re not allergic to sunlight. It doesn’t burn or kill us.’ He chuckled.
‘Really?’ I asked my curiosity piqued.
‘Really. We can quite happily walk around in the sun, and not burst into flames, or turn into disco balls.’ He whisked me into his arms as he answered. ‘However, our eyes are sensitive to the light.’
‘Wow. Did we get that wrong.’ I mused. ‘Why does everyone think vampires burn in the sun then?’
‘Look at that. Not even thirty minutes hence you scarce believed in vampires, and here you sit debating vampiric traits with one.’ He chuckled to himself.
‘You know what I mean. All those movies and stories.’ I shot at him slightly embarrassed.
‘Ah yes. The Hollywood machine.’ He said, his eyes glazing over slightly. ‘I guess, probably something that happened a very long time ago, gave humans the idea. Around the time of the Witch Trials actually.’
I sat down on the edge of the bed and pulled him with me. ‘Carry on.’ I urged him.
‘Well, humans have this natural predilection to attack what they don’t understand.’ He began. ‘Bear in mind there are real witches out there, and they were far too clever and much too powerful to get caught. But in reference to the witch trials, a lot of innocent women were brutally murdered at the hands of ignorant, savage men, struggling to control the women and exercise their religious dominance. It was the church’s view that men were in control of mankind, telling them what to believe, what to perceive and what to think. A disgusting means to control the masses. It was really quite a misogynistic time for human kind.’
He took a deep breath and continued. ‘Well, the easiest way to scare this thought into society, was to find the most dramatic way of destroying these free thinking people, who, not surprisingly, were the oppressed women. They resisted the suppression and would gather in seclusion and discuss these subjects. Some of them weren’t as convinced as the others and rather stupidly, informed their husbands. One woman went as far to say that some of the women would drink blood at the beginning of these gatherings to strengthen their resolve. The blood, usually taken from an attending sympathising male who would mysteriously disappear after the meetings.
‘Soon enough, a rumour spread that the women were not only witches and practicing dark magic, but some were dangerous, blood drinking demons. At one of the first witch burnings, one woman had her mouth bound by rags and was sentenced to burn. The sun was hidden behind a cloud as the fire was lit. With the fires increase in size, the sun suddenly burst through the clouds and she caught alight. As she burnt, she was thrashing about in the flames and the rags burnt away. She spat out two abnormally long canine teeth. The sentencing party announced that the blood drinking demon in her had been burnt out and that she had become human again. Well, naturally, she was only “human” again for a short amount of time, as her body perished.’
I sat gaping at him with my mouth hanging open. He continued without interruption.
‘The canine teeth were placed in her mouth before she was gagged. The sentencing party was setting it up, to strengthen their case. That poor woman was used as an example. Her entire family was wiped from existence as a deterrent to all the witnesses. Well, we vampires who witnessed this used it to our advantage as well. We were concerned that any humans, who knew that we really did exist, were in danger of this ignorant horde of morons. We circulated the rumours, telling people that the blood drinking demons were unable to bear the sunlight, that it would destroy them, that they only showed themselves during the dark hours of night. That during the daylight, the demons hid deep in caves and mountains. Anywhere there was no chance of humans being nearby.
‘And so it seemed to work. Very few blood drinking demons were exposed or burnt, but the witch burnings were beyond our help. We tried to scurry a few of the women away, but the prosecutors were vehement in their pursuit. They would say the witch killed their guards and used magic to escape. We could not do anything more to save them. So we sat back and watched mankind, destroy their future, with the security of vampirism no longer a concern.’ He finished, placing his hand on top of mine.
‘You referred to them as “blood drinking demons”. Why?’ I asked noting the oddity in his recollection.
‘Purely because, they weren’t vampires. They were innocent women. Did you know the word Vampire, was never actually documented or widely used until mid-1700? Just a random bit of information.’
I looked down at his hand which was still resting on mine and back to his face. ‘Were you one of the vampires there?’
‘I was alive, in a manner of speaking, at the time. But I wasn’t involved in the witch burnings. I was sleeping during that century.’
‘Sleeping?’ I asked.
‘Yes. Sleeping. I was a little weary with mankind and found myself a crypt deep under Italy and slept for nearly 80 years.’ He said, snapping out of a memory. ‘Carl was one of the vampires who witnessed the burnings, and also woke me. Perhaps he can give you his account of the events at some point. He likes to tell a good story.’ He winked at me.
I jumped as I heard Carl yelling down the hallway, ‘I heard that!’
‘He can hear us?’ I asked astonished.
‘Yes, he can, and he should know better than to eavesdrop.’ Alex said to the closed door.
‘Lead by example Alex!’ He shouted, sniggering to himself.
‘Alex?’ I asked tentatively.
‘Mmm?’ He answered, looking down at me curiously.
‘How old are you?’ I whispered.
‘My physical age, or the amount of time I’ve existed?’ He answered.
‘Ah, both, I guess.’ I looked down at my hands folded over my lap.
‘I was 21 when I was converted. And as for the length of my immortal life, well, let’s just say a couple millennia.’ He smiled broadly, the flash of white from his large canines momentarily blinding me.
‘A couple thousand years?’ I gasped.
‘Actually, more like three thousand.’ Adrian called down the hallway.
‘Three… three thousand… years?’ I stammered incoherently.
‘Two thousand, eight hundred, and fifty six years, to be precise.’ He said with a snarl toward the door.
‘You old fuck!’ Adrian sniggered. I blinked briefly, Alex moved ever so slightly, and there was a shattering of glass in the lounge and a string of obscenities fading slightly as the bedroom door slammed shut.
‘What was that?’ I asked staring at the closed door and getting up quickly.
‘It’s nothing.’ Alex answered taking my hand and leading me back into the lounge.
One of the window panes had been smashed; Jordi, Carl and Fin were all standing around the broken window looking out. Alex led me to the window and I looked out as well. Adrian was sprawled on the road, several floors below, surrounded in glass. As I was about to scream, Adrian looked directly up at us and snarled. He stiffly got to his feet and jumped. All five of us jumped back quickly, well the vampires did. Alex pulled me back, as Adrian sailed through the window looking furious.
‘You’re a bad sport.’ He snarled at Alex.
‘And you should respect your elders.’ Alex retorted.
‘What happened? Did you do this?’ I asked looking at Alex in wonder.
‘He slipped.’ Alex said smiling at me.
‘You threw me.’ Adrian snarled.
‘You weren’t hurt.’ Alex chuckled pulling me into his arms.
‘Not the point old man.’ As he finished his sentence, he was gone from my sight.
‘Damn you Alex!’ Adrian shouted as he fell, yet again, to the road. ‘I’m going to drain your human of every last…’ And quite suddenly Alex was gone. I jumped to the window and saw Alex make contact with Adrian halfway to the ground, a hand at his throat and Adrian’s arm braced in his other hand. Alex’s left hand jerked away from Adrian’s body and I heard an ear-splitting crack quickly followed by a howl of agony and an earthshaking shudder as they made contact with the ground.
‘If you so much as look at him wrong Adrian, I will tear the rest of you to pieces.’ Alex all but snarled into Adrian’s face.
‘I’m… sorry… Alex! Please get off.’ Adrian sobbed in obvious pain.
‘Refrain from making threats like that and I won’t need to do it again.’ The older vampire responded.
‘Alright. Please. Please reset my arm. It hurts.’ Adrian cowered. Alex flinched carefully and with another crack, Adrian’s arm was righted.
‘Learnt your lesson?’ Alex hissed.
‘Yes. I’m sorry.’ Adrian said submissively, his dark eyes searching for anything but the older vampire’s face to look at.
‘Good.’ Alex stood up, releasing Adrian and launched himself back through the window. I stood staring at Alex open mouthed as he entered the window and stood a few feet from me, as Adrian came soaring through the window less graciously.
‘I’m sorry you had to see that.’ Alex said to a patch of floor in front of me.
‘It’s… nothing.’ I stammered, not quite sure what to say.
‘Did I scare you?’ Alex asked reaching out to me.
‘A little.’ I admitted, looking at his hand. It dropped back to his side disheartened.
‘Would you like me to take you home?’ He asked, disappointment clouding his voice and face.
‘No! No, no, no!!!’ I said surprised. ‘Not at all!’ I ran the few short feet to him and threw my arms around his shoulders, lifting myself off the ground and kissing him passionately. His lips were as hard and cold as the rest of him and gave only fractionally under my kiss. His lips parted slightly and his cool tongue slid across my upper lip seductively. I pushed my tongue behind his upper lip and ran it along his top teeth, feeling the hard and sharp texture of them. They were incredibly sharp. He closed his mouth around my tongue and gently sucked as I retracted it completely.
‘You taste wonderful.’ We both said simultaneously and giggled.
‘Come. Let’s go to bed.’ Alex said lifting me from beneath my knees and armpits, carrying me to his bedroom. ‘Fin, can you fix the window please?’ He called over his shoulder, not quite taking his eyes off of me.
‘Sure thing Alex!’ Fin chimed. ‘I told you not to provoke him Adrian.’ He continued.
‘Yeah, yeah.’ Came the cold reply.
‘Will he be alright?’ I whispered into Alex’s ear.
‘He’ll be fine!’ He smiled closing his bedroom door behind us.
We were across the room in the blink of an eye and I was sitting in the midst of the pillows the next. Alex was standing at the bottom of the bed, looking at me with a bizarre combination of hunger and lust. It was slightly alarming. He climbed onto the bed carefully; his posture changing to that of a big cat stalking its pray. My heart beat was racing by now.
‘Are you alright?’ He asked me, freezing in his tracks, head tilted to the side listening carefully.
‘I’m fine.’ I blurted. ‘You just, you look like you’re hunting me.’
‘I do?’ He asked curiously. ‘You’ve seen a vampire hunting?’
‘No. But, you look like you’re going to eat me, rather than kiss me.’ I said quietly.
Before I could let out the breath I had been holding, I was pinned to the bed, Alex’s torso pressed firmly against mine, his hands like iron shackles around my wrists, his lips, inches from mine, his eyes boring into mine. I inhaled swiftly in fear, gearing up for a scream when his lips crashed against mine, his tongue forcing its way into the warmth of my mouth. My head was swimming in a haze and I was struggling to maintain my breathing. As restrained as I was, I was lifting as much of my body as I could and pressing it firmly against Alex’s in response to his passionate kiss. He broke away from me, gasping for air, as I panted myself down from the heady, cloudy minded high.
‘Alex?’ I whispered.
‘Victor?’ He responded, looking slightly dazed.
‘You’re hurting my hands.’ I said quietly, looking at my right hand, which was beginning to turn purple.
‘Oh!’ He gasped, following my sight. ‘I’m sorry!’ He said releasing his grip. I shook both my hands and placed them behind his neck and pulled his face to mine.
‘It doesn’t hurt so much that you have to stop kissing me.’ I smiled, snaking my legs around his waist.
‘I see!’ He grinned, leaning down the remaining distance to me and licked my lip. ‘You taste so great.’
‘Do I now?’ I asked, licking his tongue in response.
‘You do. Hmm?’ He sighed, opening his mouth slightly and covering mine with his. His tongue wound its way into my accepting mouth and ran across my teeth, along my gums, down over my tongue, seeking out the back of my throat. As he began to pull back, I closed my mouth and sucked gently on his tongue as it was removed slowly, enjoying the taste of him.
‘You taste better I would imagine.’ I sighed contentedly.
‘Do I just?’ He asked, the shade of a smirk appearing on his lips.
‘You do. I would have thought for being nearly 3000 years old you’d taste like a cemetery.’ I sniggered. In the lounge I could hear a giggle. Sounded like Adrian.
‘You’re a cheeky wee shit bag!’ Alex smiled. ‘I think perhaps…’ He didn’t finish verbally, but flipped me over on the bed so quickly, my eyes glazed over. ‘Mmm. Better!’ He said, sliding down slowly, his hands running from my shoulders, down the sides of my back and onto my firm buttocks, kneading them gently.
‘Quite the, ahem, asset you’ve got there.’ He chortled.
‘Why thank you kindly!’ I sniggered. In the flutter of my heartbeat, I heard the ripping of fabric and a sudden breeze up my legs. I looked over my shoulder and saw him holding my jeans in two pieces, one in each hand, and his eyes glued to my butt.
‘What?’ I gasped.
‘I’ll buy you two pairs to make up for it.’ He said, still eyeing my behind.
‘Well, would you mind not ripping these off?’ I asked hooking my thumbs into the waistband of my favourite boxer briefs and shimmying out of them. ‘I am quite fond of them.’ I flicked them across the room, well out of harm’s way and my shirt was quick to follow.
‘Oh my.’ Alex exhaled, a cool breeze prickling the skin on my behind with goose flesh.
‘Are you alright back there?’ I asked, looking over my shoulder. His eyes were firmly fixed on my bottom with a feverish hunger shading his dark eyes.
‘I’m fine.’ He whispered and he leaned in and gently bit my right cheek, not piercing the skin. My eyes closed with the thrill of the sensation.
He covered my butt with light nibbles, starting on the right cheek, then moving to the left. My backside was glowing with delight. I was squirming with ecstasy. But that was just the beginning.
As I sighed in pleasure, he quickly pulled my cheeks apart and dipped his tongue into my crevice, tasting my hidden entrance. A combination of elation and surprise escaped my lips in the form of a sigh. I buried my face in one of the many pillows and groaned into it as Alex assaulted my entrance with his tongue.
He kept the probing assault up for five minutes without taking a single breath. Sex with a vampire was rather efficient. As he surfaced from his exploration, I rolled over onto my back, wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled him down to me and kissed him deeply, running my tongue across his lips, over his sharp teeth, along his tongue. I could taste the faint smell of my body in his mouth and enjoyed sharing it with him.
He pulled back from the embrace and in a flash of motion, he was completely unclothed and back in my embrace, passionately kissing me. I licked across the bottom of his upper teeth and found the sharp edge of one of his canine teeth. I felt a small cut on the tip of my tongue and tasted the blood that sprang from the wound. As quickly as I tasted the metallic taste of my blood, Alex had sucked my tongue into his mouth and was licking at the cut, tasting my blood.
‘Wow. You taste great. Your blood is sweet, your arse just as sweet.’ He gasped as he released my tongue and sat up slightly.
‘Glad you like, but please don’t stop.’ I said pulling his face down to mine and continuing to kiss him. I tightened my legs around his waist, pulling his crotch into me. I felt his manhood snaking underneath me. It seemed rather prodigious. As if reading my mind, he disappeared and reappeared in my embrace and continued kissing me.
I broke away from him and asked, ‘What did you just do?’
‘I put a condom on.’ He said, kissing me again. As a groan of ecstasy escaped my lips, I felt the tip of his manhood at my entrance, gently pushing through my natural resistances. It was much larger than I first thought and was shocked to feel its entire length entering in one fluid movement.
As he entered me completely, I lost myself to the sheer sensation. I was no longer flesh and blood, but emotion and feeling. Over and over he entered me, our bodies joining repeatedly in physical delight. Ten minutes became twenty. Twenty became thirty. That’s about when I lost track of time completely.
What seemed like hours later, I lost physical control of my own member and spilled my seed over my stomach. Alex, in perfect synchronisation with me, expelled his seed into the condom deep inside me.
He rolled over, removed the condom and tossed it toward a rubbish bin. As he rolled back toward me and took me in his embrace, I lost my fight with consciousness and fell into a peaceful sleep.
‘Alex?’ Called a voice from the door.
‘Mmm?’ The head resting on my shoulder replied.
‘Can you come out for a second please?’ The voice from the door asked.
‘What’s wrong?’ Alex asked, snapping awake.
‘We’re expecting company.’ The voice responded. ‘Carl’s seen it.’
‘Shit!’ Alex blurted flying out of bed in the blink of an eye.
‘What’s wrong?’ I asked finally opening my eyes and noticing briefly that my shoulder had gone dead where his head was resting.
‘We have company.’ Alex said pulling a pair of jeans on and whirling toward me. ‘I need to get you out of here, now.’
‘What? Why?’ I asked sitting up and watching Alex racing around dressing himself.
‘Vampires are coming. And they’re not as civilised as we are.’ Alex said materialising at the side of the bed. ‘Come beautiful.’
‘Alex, why can’t I stay? Surely I won’t be in that much…’
‘Victor. I can’t protect you from all of them. There are too many of them.’ He said pulling me effortlessly to my feet. ‘Please?’
‘Alright.’ I sighed, pulling on my boxer briefs and shirt. ‘Ah, I don’t have any pants.’
‘Here.’ Alex called from the wardrobe as a pair of jeans came flying toward the bed. ‘Quickly.’
Once fully clothed, Alex towed me to the lounge at great speed, almost dislodging my arm from the shoulder socket.
‘How long Carl?’ Alex asked, looking out the window carefully.
‘About twenty minutes. They’re already in the city. Some are hunting.’ Carl replied monotonously. I looked at Carl and noticed he was staring vacantly at the wall.
‘Carl? Are you okay?’ I asked stepping toward him.
‘He’s fine babe. Don’t worry about him.’ Alex said coming to my side and taking my hand.
‘I’ll be back in five minutes. Clean the scent.’ He said to everyone as he dragged me up the stairs to the roof.
‘Quick, climb on.’ He said looking into the rising sun.
I climbed onto his back and as I locked my arms around his neck we were already in the air and falling to the security of the park grounds. I barely noticed landing as Alex raced off through the trees at amazing speed. Watching the trees flying past was making me slightly queasy so I closed my eyes. Barely a minute passed and Alex was slowing down. I opened my eyes and looked around.
‘Where are we?’ I asked climbing off his back.
‘Baldrona. There’s a hotel across the road there.’ He said pointing through the trees. ‘Take my credit card, get a room, and get some sleep. I’ll be back by nightfall.’ He gave me a quick hug and kissed me tenderly on the lips. ‘Please stay in the hotel room, and keep the windows and doors closed. When you get inside, have a shower, don’t put on any deodorant or aftershave and smoke in the room.’
‘What on earth…’
‘Victor. Please, just do it. Trust me.’ He said gripping my upper arms firmly.
‘Okay, okay.’ I said shaking gently.
‘I’ll be back by nightfall. I promise.’ He said.
‘Okay. Be safe.’ I said as he vanished into the trees.
‘I will.’ He called out.
After having a shower and redressing myself in the same clothes, climbing into bed for a few hours of restless sleep and watching the television, I climbed out of bed and picked the phone up and called my friend.
‘Hey Tanya.’
‘Oh god, Vicky! Thank fuck you’re alive babe!’ Came Tanya’s panicked voice over the phone. ‘Where are you?’
‘Yes, I’m alive and well. I’m at the Castlegate Hotel in Baldrona.’
‘What the fuck are you doing there?’ She bellowed through the phone. ‘Eww. Did you fuck him? In a hotel?’
‘Like that’s your business. Just shut up and listen for a bit.’
‘What?’
I giggled, laughing to myself. ‘You’re not going to believe this!’
‘Believe what?’ Came her mystified response.
‘Well, that guy I met last night?’ I started cautiously.
‘The hottie with the other hotties?’ She replied.
‘Yeah, him.’
‘What about him?’ She prompted impatiently.
As I opened my mouth to tell her, a muffled thud came from the direction of the balcony. Pulling my skin back on after jumping out of it in shock, I whispered into the phone ‘I’ll call you back shortly.’
I put the phone back on the base, Tanya’s wailing being cut off as the hand piece connected with the base and disconnected the call. I walked over to the French doors and pulled the curtain back slowly.
Leaning against the railing was the most beautiful man I’d ever laid eyes on, dressed in unassuming casualness, light coloured jeans, slightly flaring in the lower leg, a white button up shirt left open over a white singlet, handsome looking brown boots, dark sunglasses sitting across the bridge of his nose and his hair in a tidy disarray of spikes.
‘Are you going to open the door for me beautiful?’ Alex said smiling at me.
I threw the curtains open, flung one of the doors outward and jumped at him without caring for my safety. He’d catch me.
‘I wasn’t expecting you back until dark Alex. What happened?’ I asked, quickly scanning the area around us.
‘Nothing. They just left sooner than we thought.’ He replied carrying me back inside and closing the door. He pushed the remaining curtains open, lifted his sunglasses, sat them atop his tidy spikes and sat me on the bed.
‘Did I hear you talking to someone?’ He asked, sitting on the bed next to me.
‘Oh. Yeah. My friend from last night.’ I said, having already forgotten about Tanya.
‘Hmm.’ Alex said reaching out to run a finger down my right cheek.
‘She was concerned.’ I mumbled pathetically.
‘Of course. Is she alright now?’ He asked looking into my eyes. I quickly noticed the dark depths of his eyes. Actually, it was almost like his pupils were hiding the irises, like they were completely dilated.
‘Well, I got a hell of a fright when you were out on the deck and I, well… I told her I’d call her back.’ I said addressing my lap, avoiding his eyes. I’m not entirely sure why I felt the need to be timid in this manner.
‘Would you like to call her back and tell her you’re okay?’ He laughed politely. ‘I don’t really want her calling the police on me.’
‘I didn’t think about that. Hold on.’ I said, quickly diving for the phone.
‘So, are you going to tell your friend about me?’ He asked, as I dialed Tanya’s number. ‘About what I am, not who I am?’
‘Ah, well, I was going to.’ I replied sheepishly. ‘Or, am I not allowed to?’
‘I’m not going to stop you.’ He grinned and my heart fluttered. ‘But remember, you didn’t believe me until you watched us feeding.’
‘Hmm. Good point. I guess we’ll just have to wait and see.’
‘Mmm. Something tells me she might be much harder to convince than you were beautiful.’ He flashed his beautiful, white smile as I finished dialing her number and put the receiver to my ear. ‘Though I said I wouldn’t stop you, it might perhaps be easiest if you refrained from mentioning that at this stage.’
‘Might be an idea. I don’t want her panicking. Oh, hold on.’ I said raising my hand in a signal to be quiet, as Tanya yelled through the phone at me.
‘Don’t you dare hang up on me like that again you ratty little bastard! I thought he’d killed you or something.’ She screeched.
‘Christ, you sound like my mother Tanya. Ease off woman. I’m just calling you back to let you know I’m alright, and I’ll call you later, okay?’ I said as quickly as I could, fearing being interrupted.
‘What? Don’t you dare hang up on me you rude motherf-…’ I quickly slammed the phone down cutting off her profane exclamation.
‘Is she alright?’ Alex asked looking at the phone on the side table like it was going to explode.
‘She’s fine. She’s always like that.’ I blushed madly at her outburst.
‘Fantastic. The beautiful man I want so badly has a psychopathic lapdog as a best friend.’ He sniggered to himself.
‘Hey! That’s my friend you’re calling a lapdog.’ I said mildly irritated.
‘I meant no offence.’ Alex said holding his hands up in surrender. ‘I meant only to illustrate the fact that someone as beautiful as you would naturally have such unwavering loyalty from friends and family.’
‘Tanya is my only family now.’ I said mildly sad.
‘Oh?’ He pressed gently.
‘I’ll explain another time perhaps.’ I responded, looking toward the television on the wall. I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror to the side of the television; my hair was standing on end.
‘Fuck. Look at me!’ I gasped, standing up and approaching the mirror, attempting to flatten my hair into control.
‘Care for a shower?’ He asked in an amused tone.
‘Hell yeah!’ I chuckled, heading toward the bathroom. ‘You won’t go anywhere, will you?’ I asked, stopping at the bathroom door and looking back to him, as he stood up and approached the mirror I was looking into seconds ago. I wondered if he was checking his appearance, or perhaps checking if he even cast a reflection.
‘Well, I wasn’t planning on.’ He answered looking toward me. ‘Perhaps I could sit in the bathroom while you shower?’
‘You what now?’ I stammered, almost biting my tongue.
‘Perhaps I can sit in the bathroom while you shower, if that’s alright?’ He replied, turning to face me.
‘Ah, I guess that’s alright.’ I blushed as I entered the bathroom. I skipped quickly to the shower cubicle opened the glass door and turned the shower faucet on. Immediately, hot water blasted out of the shower head, throwing a slight mist about the small room. I quickly removed the borrowed pair of jeans, along with my socks and underwear and then pulled the shirt over my head. As my head popped out of the neck of my shirt, I saw Alex’s reflection in the mirror, taking in every inch of my appearance. Guess that’s another myth busted. Blushing madly, I dropped my shirt and stepped into the shower cubicle, right under the powerful stream of hot water.
As the jet of water touched my skin, I felt all worry, fear and panic disappear from me, like the water was cleaning it from my conscience as it removed the dirt and oil from my skin. I leaned back slightly and tilted my head into the stream of water and closed my eyes meditatively. I ran my hands through my now wet hair and sighed contentedly. After a few seconds, I stepped forward so my head wasn’t in the path of the water and saw Alex sitting comfortably on the toilet, immediately in front of me, legs parted slightly, his elbows resting on his knees. He raised his eyes from somewhere around crotch level to my face and blushed as furiously as I had minutes before. In an attempt to cover his embarrassment, he pointed to the complimentary toiletry bottles on the vanity unit and asked in his deep voice that seemed to vibrate in this small, tiled room, ‘Want the shampoo?’
‘Please.’ I answered, smiling at his bashfulness.
He stood up from his makeshift seat, took two bottles from the vanity and dangled them over the glass door of the shower unit for me. I took them and looked at them. Shampoo and Conditioner. Well, I’d prefer my gold plated shampoo and conditioner, but they were across town at the minute. I put the conditioner bottle on the shelf under the shower head and opened the shampoo bottle. After dribbling some into my palm, I worked it into my hair and closed my eyes again, enjoying the sensation. I rinsed off when I was sure it was clean and opened my eyes to Alex, now standing in between the toilet and the shower cubicle watching me intently. My heart skipped a beat as I caught the look of hunger in his eyes, which vanished completely when my heart thudded to a steady rhythm again.
‘Are you okay?’ He asked, his head turned slightly to the left, apparently listening to my heart resume its normal pace.
‘Yeah, I’m okay.’ I puffed, mostly from the hot steam in the cubicle. I took the small bottle of conditioner and emptied it into my palm, stepping out of the flow of water slightly, and worked it through my damp hair carefully, making sure I applied it liberally from the mid-length to ends of my hair. In stepping out of the water, I was centimeters from the pane of glass and Alex was equally as close to it on the other side. I ran my hand across the misted glass, wiping a clear spot of condensation from it and couldn’t help but look into his intense, dark eyes. Alex looked away to my left shoulder, then down my chest and stomach, past my crotch, which was fast stirring to life, down my legs and then quickly back to my face. I saw a brief image of awe in his face, which disappeared as I blinked.
‘You’re beautiful, you know?’ He whispered, barely loud enough for me to hear.
‘Nah. You’re just cock struck!’ I cackled, stepping back under the flow of water and rinsing out the cheap, nasty conditioner from my hair. When I stepped out of the flow of water again, the shower door was flung open, the water cut off and a towel wrapped around me so quickly, I reeled on the spot and almost collapsed. I shook my head a little trying to gain my bearings, splashing water everywhere and looked into Alex’s singlet covered chest, which now had specks of water across it. His over shirt had vanished and he had me locked within his arms, wrapped in a soft, warm towel.
‘Come.’ He said, not releasing me from his embrace, but instead, effortlessly carrying me like I would carry a punching bag full of fresh air, to the bed. He stood me at the end of the bed and opened his arms, taking the ends of the towel, lengthwise, and began drying me carefully, starting gently with my hair, dabbing my face slightly, running his towel covered hands over my shoulders, down my arms, over my chest, down the front and sides of my torso. He stepped in closely and ran the towel over my shoulders again and down my back and sides. He went down on one knee in front of me and firmly, yet carefully, dried my behind, the backs of my thighs, down to my feet, then slowly and methodically dried the fronts of my legs, up to my crotch. Now at crotch level, he looked mesmerised at my manhood and opened his lips slightly, exhaling a cool breath on my private parts. I looked down my slim, lithe torso as he looked up it and our eyes met in a smoldering heat.
‘Cock struck you reckon?’ He said as a coy smile played across his beautiful mouth.
‘Something like that.’ I gasped, short of breath as my heartbeat quickened in excitement. The object of his admiration moments ago jumped of its own accord and thumped him gently against his cold, chiseled chin.
‘Are you sure about that?’ He chuckled, standing up to his full height and looking down into my face. ‘I’m cock struck, not the other way around?’ Still holding the ends of the towel on either side of me, he pulled gently on it, pressing me against his stone like body.
‘Perhaps.’ I whispered, my eyes closing slightly as I craned my neck, turning my face up to his.
‘Mmm. No. Definitely the other way around.’ He laughed, quickly wrapping the towel around my middle, tucking it in on itself and pushing me back onto the bed.
Dazzled slightly, I sat up and spluttered.
‘What?’ I gasped.
‘I can resist. Can you?’ He giggled.
‘Tease!’ I exclaimed, rolling off the bed and retrieving my clothes from the bathroom. They were nicely folded and sitting on the vanity unit, beside the partially empty complimentary basket. I really must watch him more closely and see exactly when he does these things. I undid the towel and threw it carelessly over the towel rail, pulled on my boxer briefs, socks and jeans, and walked out of the bathroom pulling my shirt on.
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