Dark Delight (7/10): Tasting (David/Charlie, Goth series)
Title: Dark Delight
Fandom: NUMB3RS
Pairing/Characters: David Sinclair/Charlie Eppes
Rating: FRAO, NC-17
Summary: David and Charlie carry on a secret Dom/sub relationship, as 'vampire' lord and his goth girl. Then David takes them to an event where they can play out their fantasies fully among others.
Part 7 of 10: Tasting
David slakes his thirst.
Sequel to: Goth Girl
Warning: Sexual Assault
Word Count: 2275
Part 7 - Tasting
After paying for their meal, David led Charlie out of the restaurant and back towards the convention. Charlie kept very close to David as they traveled through the hotel. When they passed into the convention space, Charlie began to relax.
"Walk in front of me," David said.
Charlie did so, feeling the weight of David's gaze on him. It made him feel sexy, seductive. He held up his head and walked as smoothly as he could on his high platform heels. He looked around and exchanged smiles with other acolytes.
He spotted a bathroom and decided he should use it before the concert. He looked over his shoulder. "Bathroom, my lord?"
David nodded and Charlie went into the bathroom, David following. Charlie went to the urinal, pushed his panties down, but had to take some breaths before urinating. His cock was ready for other activities. David stood next to him the whole time, holding Charlie's leash but looking away.
When Charlie finished, he pulled his panties back up and moved to the sink counter to wash his hands. After he tossed his paper towel away, David stepped up behind him and met Charlie's eyes in the mirror.
David smiled, the shine of admiration in his eyes. In the mirror, his eyes traced Charlie from his head down his body. He stepped closer and ran his hands where his eyes just went. His hands rested on Charlie's hips. A man, dressed in goth heavy-metal gear, stepped out of a stall and went to the other sink. He saw Charlie and David standing so close together and gave them a big thumbs up. Charlie smiled back shyly. The man finished washing his hands and left.
David murmured in Charlie's ear, "You are so beautiful."
Charlie felt a shiver. "Thank you, my lord."
David watched him closely as he slid one hand under Charlie's skirt and cupped his ass. Charlie tensed, as memory of Gunn's unwanted touch came flooding back. David's hand immediately pulled back and he smoothed the skirt down.
"Concert starts soon," David said and turned to leave the bathroom.
Charlie grabbed David's hand. David raised his eyebrows.
"I, um," Charlie stammered then came to a stop. He didn't know what to say but he didn't want to live another moment with the sensation of Gunn's hand on his body. He tugged on David's hand.
David turned back and stood behind him again. He ran his hands over Charlie's shoulders and down his arms. Charlie pushed his ass back, brushing it lightly against David's crotch. David examined his face then slowly put his hand back under Charlie's skirt.
Charlie took a deep breath then blew it out. He locked eyes with David in the mirror as David rubbed his ass cheek. David's other hand slid over Charlie's chest then up to his neck.
Charlie's arousal returned and he felt a throbbing in his cock. "Please, my lord," he whispered.
Another man opened the bathroom door. He eyed the two of them then went to use the urinal. Charlie stiffened but David continued to squeeze Charlie's ass cheek and stroke his neck.
When the man finished and left, David said in a low, intense voice, "I can wait no longer, my acolyte. I must taste of you."
Charlie shuddered in excitement.
"I want to take you right now, right here, but you need to understand - If you want to go somewhere private instead, that is fine. There will be no punishment for moving, I will not think less of you. I will slake my thirst, but you may choose the location."
Charlie felt a pounding through his body. Here? Where people were walking in and out? He looked at himself in the mirror and felt the power and concealment of his outfit. Even people that knew him wouldn't recognize him easily. He looked at David's face and knew that David would push his limits only as far as Charlie wanted, even if Charlie didn't know what his own limits were.
Charlie swallowed and said, "You may take me whenever and wherever you want, my lord. I am yours."
David's dark eyes flared with arousal, causing a responding surge in Charlie.
David said, "Ready me."
Charlie got to his knees and began to rub his hands over David's bulge. He had learned what David wanted with only a few commands. David stroked Charlie's hair. Charlie struggled a little to undo David's pants, since the fly was fastened with bronze buttons instead of a zipper. He got open the fly and pulled out David's almost fully erect cock.
Feeling a little nervous that someone might come in, Charlie didn't take time to admire the giant dark-skinned organ like he usually did. He wrapped his lips around the head and began working it like David liked.
After not long, David pulled back. He handed Charlie a pre-lubed condom and Charlie slid it down over David's cock.
David ordered, "Panties down and lean over the counter."
Carefully wiping his lipsticked lips, Charlie got to his feet. He pulled his panties down and off one leg until they were just resting on one ankle. He placed his hands on the counter and leaned over. David squeezed his ass cheeks, moving the anal plug without touching it. He kept his eyes on Charlie's face and Charlie knew that David was watching him for any sign that he was having flashbacks to Gunn.
Thoughts of him kept occurring, yes, but he wanted David's touch.
The bathroom door opened and a man came in. He reddened under his white makeup, averted his eyes from David's exposed cock, and went into a stall.
David's eyes didn't stray from Charlie's face. He continued to warm up Charlie's ass. His fingers got to the anal plug and began to move it. Charlie felt a sick flush, remembering Gunn's actions. David stopped and began to pull his fingers away and Charlie pushed his ass back into David's hand. David paused then returned to playing with the plug.
The man opened the stall door and left quickly.
David reached over with one hand, got a paper towel, and laid it on the counter. He pulled Charlie's plug out and set it on the paper towel. He pushed fingers into Charlie's asshole, checking its readiness. Charlie shifted his feet wider, welcoming David's fingers.
David removed his fingers and lined up his cock. He was pushing it in slowly when the bathroom door opened and two men came in. They were dressed like Victorian werewolves.
"Shit," one said and the other nodded. Nevertheless, they stood and watched as David pushed his huge cock into Charlie's asshole.
"Damn, it fit," the first werewolf commented.
"Yeah, she likes it. Look at her eyes pop out."
"Yeah."
David recaptured Charlie's eyes and smiled. Charlie realized that David liked people seeing him fuck Charlie. He lightly gripped Charlie's hips and moved slowly, stroking Charlie's asshole in the perfect way he did.
Someone opened the door to the bathroom, saw them, made a face, and backed out again quickly. The two watching werewolves laughed.
Every time someone commented or came in, Charlie's attention was diverted, then he'd feel David's touch again. It was a strange, choppy experience, but when he came back into his body, it was a pleasant jolt. And the jolts were additive. Waves of pleasure from his prostate were lapping through him, his cock hardening.
David ran one hand up and down Charlie's body. He roughly squeezed Charlie's right faux breast.
"That's a him, right?" one werewolf said.
"Some women have dicks."
"What?"
"Just say that's a really nice ass."
"Yeah."
David winked at Charlie and patted his ass cheek.
The bathroom door opened again and someone asked, "Is there a line?"
"No, a show," a werewolf responded.
A man in a steampunk outfit, complete with a gadgety walking cane, came in. "Whoa." He edged around the werewolves, eyes on David and Charlie, and went to the urinal. He used the urinal then stood there watching, his cock still in his hand.
Pausing in his thrusts, David ran his fingernails over Charlie's shoulders. Charlie let out a whimper that echoed in the bathroom. He flushed but the werewolves laughed. David leaned over and licked Charlie's neck. Charlie shivered in anticipation.
David only licked him again and Charlie knew that David wanted him to beg.
"Please, my lord," Charlie whispered.
David made a questioning sound as he continued to lick Charlie's neck. So close…
"Please, my lord," Charlie said, a shade louder. "I know you're thirsty."
David met his eyes in the mirror and raised his eyebrows. Charlie could feel a prostate orgasm gathering, making his legs quiver. David knew what he needed, but today he wanted Charlie to ask for it, for their audience.
"Please, my Lord Bronze," Charlie begged, leaning his head to the side to bare as much neck as possible. "Feed on me. Claim me and devour me, for your strength and sustenance. I belong to you."
David opened his mouth wide, baring his teeth. His vampire fangs were white and strong. Charlie heard a gasp from someone then David sunk his teeth into Charlie's neck.
Charlie moaned as pain and arousal shot through him. David returned to thrusting, his cock plundering Charlie's ass as his teeth held tight to Charlie's neck. Charlie moaned again, holding onto the counter as well as he could. His chains banged against the counter with every thrust. David's hands gripped Charlie's hips as he slammed into him. Charlie's legs began to shake and soon only David was holding him up.
David growled around his teeth and Charlie knew David was close to orgasm. David's fingers tightened, digging bruises into Charlie's hips, then he exploded with a fury of thrusts. Charlie cried out and he was coming himself, prostate orgasm meeting up with his tightening balls to burst out of his bouncing cock.
David powered him through his orgasm, thrusting pausing then thrusting again until they were both wobbly and spent. David unlocked his teeth from Charlie's neck and licked up the trickles of blood from the fresh puncture wounds.
There were multiple 'Fucks' and 'Damns' and Charlie discovered the bathroom was packed with watchers, more than one with his hand on his own cock.
The watchers broke up quickly, some going into the stalls to finish off their own orgasms. Soon David and Charlie were left alone in the mirror. Both were still gasping. David sucked on the new mark on Charlie's neck and Charlie whimpered softly.
David pulled out of Charlie's ass, checking his asshole as always afterwards. David removed his condom, tied it, and threw it in the trash. He tucked his spent cock away and buttoned his fly. Taking out a tiny bottle of lube, he added some more lube to Charlie's anal plug and slid it back in. Charlie whimpered again as the plug settled in his stretched, sensitized asshole. David took a fresh paper towel, wet it, and cleaned up Charlie's cum from the counter and his skirt. Then he put Charlie's other foot through his panties and pulled them back up into place, up over his ass and his spent cock. All the while, Charlie stayed in position, leaning over the counter. David settled Charlie's skirt back into place.
"You did well," David said with a warm smile.
"Thank you, my lord," Charlie managed. "Thank you and, uh, thank you."
"Did you like people watching?"
Charlie blinked at him, unable to think coherently. "Um, maybe?"
David chuckled and examined his latest mark on Charlie's neck. He stroked it with his fingers and Charlie shivered. "The weekend has truly begun."
Charlie smiled weakly, feeling like his legs wouldn't hold him up much longer.
"Let's go to the concert, and you can sit down."
Charlie nodded.
David picked up Charlie's leash, checked them both over one more time, then led the way out of the bathroom. Charlie wobbled after him. As they walked down the hall, thoughts of Gunn tried to intrude, but they couldn't penetrate far into Charlie's post-orgasmic haze. As he followed David towards the concert space, he thought vaguely about David's offer to take him to the concert so Charlie could sit down.
But that wasn't going to happen. As soon as they got to the concert, as soon as David found a place to sit down, Charlie would go where he wanted to be - at David's feet, his head on David's knee. His prostate orgasm still echoed through his body, and as they neared the concert, the music joined in the pulsing.
Charlie followed David into the concert space. It was a much larger room than the earlier concert but it was already filling up. Throbbing through the semi-darkness was piano, drums, heavy guitars and a harsh female vocal. David was right, Charlie liked it immediately.
He followed David into the room, as he would follow him anywhere. He never would have guessed he would have enjoyed being fucked over a bathroom counter, people watching, but… he had. If David decided to take him to this Blood and Bone Feast tonight, Charlie knew that David would know that he would like it.
David found seats near the back. He looked at Charlie, then moved one of the chairs out of the way. He sat down and Charlie settled to the floor next to him. He rested his head on David's knee and David's hand caressed his hair.
Charlie sighed happily. He felt treasured and beautiful and understood. Math equations wound through the music and the stroke of David's hand and he closed his eyes.
Fandom: NUMB3RS
Pairing/Characters: David Sinclair/Charlie Eppes
Rating: FRAO, NC-17
Summary: David and Charlie carry on a secret Dom/sub relationship, as 'vampire' lord and his goth girl. Then David takes them to an event where they can play out their fantasies fully among others.
Part 7 of 10: Tasting
David slakes his thirst.
Sequel to: Goth Girl
Warning: Sexual Assault
Word Count: 2275
Part 7 - Tasting
After paying for their meal, David led Charlie out of the restaurant and back towards the convention. Charlie kept very close to David as they traveled through the hotel. When they passed into the convention space, Charlie began to relax.
"Walk in front of me," David said.
Charlie did so, feeling the weight of David's gaze on him. It made him feel sexy, seductive. He held up his head and walked as smoothly as he could on his high platform heels. He looked around and exchanged smiles with other acolytes.
He spotted a bathroom and decided he should use it before the concert. He looked over his shoulder. "Bathroom, my lord?"
David nodded and Charlie went into the bathroom, David following. Charlie went to the urinal, pushed his panties down, but had to take some breaths before urinating. His cock was ready for other activities. David stood next to him the whole time, holding Charlie's leash but looking away.
When Charlie finished, he pulled his panties back up and moved to the sink counter to wash his hands. After he tossed his paper towel away, David stepped up behind him and met Charlie's eyes in the mirror.
David smiled, the shine of admiration in his eyes. In the mirror, his eyes traced Charlie from his head down his body. He stepped closer and ran his hands where his eyes just went. His hands rested on Charlie's hips. A man, dressed in goth heavy-metal gear, stepped out of a stall and went to the other sink. He saw Charlie and David standing so close together and gave them a big thumbs up. Charlie smiled back shyly. The man finished washing his hands and left.
David murmured in Charlie's ear, "You are so beautiful."
Charlie felt a shiver. "Thank you, my lord."
David watched him closely as he slid one hand under Charlie's skirt and cupped his ass. Charlie tensed, as memory of Gunn's unwanted touch came flooding back. David's hand immediately pulled back and he smoothed the skirt down.
"Concert starts soon," David said and turned to leave the bathroom.
Charlie grabbed David's hand. David raised his eyebrows.
"I, um," Charlie stammered then came to a stop. He didn't know what to say but he didn't want to live another moment with the sensation of Gunn's hand on his body. He tugged on David's hand.
David turned back and stood behind him again. He ran his hands over Charlie's shoulders and down his arms. Charlie pushed his ass back, brushing it lightly against David's crotch. David examined his face then slowly put his hand back under Charlie's skirt.
Charlie took a deep breath then blew it out. He locked eyes with David in the mirror as David rubbed his ass cheek. David's other hand slid over Charlie's chest then up to his neck.
Charlie's arousal returned and he felt a throbbing in his cock. "Please, my lord," he whispered.
Another man opened the bathroom door. He eyed the two of them then went to use the urinal. Charlie stiffened but David continued to squeeze Charlie's ass cheek and stroke his neck.
When the man finished and left, David said in a low, intense voice, "I can wait no longer, my acolyte. I must taste of you."
Charlie shuddered in excitement.
"I want to take you right now, right here, but you need to understand - If you want to go somewhere private instead, that is fine. There will be no punishment for moving, I will not think less of you. I will slake my thirst, but you may choose the location."
Charlie felt a pounding through his body. Here? Where people were walking in and out? He looked at himself in the mirror and felt the power and concealment of his outfit. Even people that knew him wouldn't recognize him easily. He looked at David's face and knew that David would push his limits only as far as Charlie wanted, even if Charlie didn't know what his own limits were.
Charlie swallowed and said, "You may take me whenever and wherever you want, my lord. I am yours."
David's dark eyes flared with arousal, causing a responding surge in Charlie.
David said, "Ready me."
Charlie got to his knees and began to rub his hands over David's bulge. He had learned what David wanted with only a few commands. David stroked Charlie's hair. Charlie struggled a little to undo David's pants, since the fly was fastened with bronze buttons instead of a zipper. He got open the fly and pulled out David's almost fully erect cock.
Feeling a little nervous that someone might come in, Charlie didn't take time to admire the giant dark-skinned organ like he usually did. He wrapped his lips around the head and began working it like David liked.
After not long, David pulled back. He handed Charlie a pre-lubed condom and Charlie slid it down over David's cock.
David ordered, "Panties down and lean over the counter."
Carefully wiping his lipsticked lips, Charlie got to his feet. He pulled his panties down and off one leg until they were just resting on one ankle. He placed his hands on the counter and leaned over. David squeezed his ass cheeks, moving the anal plug without touching it. He kept his eyes on Charlie's face and Charlie knew that David was watching him for any sign that he was having flashbacks to Gunn.
Thoughts of him kept occurring, yes, but he wanted David's touch.
The bathroom door opened and a man came in. He reddened under his white makeup, averted his eyes from David's exposed cock, and went into a stall.
David's eyes didn't stray from Charlie's face. He continued to warm up Charlie's ass. His fingers got to the anal plug and began to move it. Charlie felt a sick flush, remembering Gunn's actions. David stopped and began to pull his fingers away and Charlie pushed his ass back into David's hand. David paused then returned to playing with the plug.
The man opened the stall door and left quickly.
David reached over with one hand, got a paper towel, and laid it on the counter. He pulled Charlie's plug out and set it on the paper towel. He pushed fingers into Charlie's asshole, checking its readiness. Charlie shifted his feet wider, welcoming David's fingers.
David removed his fingers and lined up his cock. He was pushing it in slowly when the bathroom door opened and two men came in. They were dressed like Victorian werewolves.
"Shit," one said and the other nodded. Nevertheless, they stood and watched as David pushed his huge cock into Charlie's asshole.
"Damn, it fit," the first werewolf commented.
"Yeah, she likes it. Look at her eyes pop out."
"Yeah."
David recaptured Charlie's eyes and smiled. Charlie realized that David liked people seeing him fuck Charlie. He lightly gripped Charlie's hips and moved slowly, stroking Charlie's asshole in the perfect way he did.
Someone opened the door to the bathroom, saw them, made a face, and backed out again quickly. The two watching werewolves laughed.
Every time someone commented or came in, Charlie's attention was diverted, then he'd feel David's touch again. It was a strange, choppy experience, but when he came back into his body, it was a pleasant jolt. And the jolts were additive. Waves of pleasure from his prostate were lapping through him, his cock hardening.
David ran one hand up and down Charlie's body. He roughly squeezed Charlie's right faux breast.
"That's a him, right?" one werewolf said.
"Some women have dicks."
"What?"
"Just say that's a really nice ass."
"Yeah."
David winked at Charlie and patted his ass cheek.
The bathroom door opened again and someone asked, "Is there a line?"
"No, a show," a werewolf responded.
A man in a steampunk outfit, complete with a gadgety walking cane, came in. "Whoa." He edged around the werewolves, eyes on David and Charlie, and went to the urinal. He used the urinal then stood there watching, his cock still in his hand.
Pausing in his thrusts, David ran his fingernails over Charlie's shoulders. Charlie let out a whimper that echoed in the bathroom. He flushed but the werewolves laughed. David leaned over and licked Charlie's neck. Charlie shivered in anticipation.
David only licked him again and Charlie knew that David wanted him to beg.
"Please, my lord," Charlie whispered.
David made a questioning sound as he continued to lick Charlie's neck. So close…
"Please, my lord," Charlie said, a shade louder. "I know you're thirsty."
David met his eyes in the mirror and raised his eyebrows. Charlie could feel a prostate orgasm gathering, making his legs quiver. David knew what he needed, but today he wanted Charlie to ask for it, for their audience.
"Please, my Lord Bronze," Charlie begged, leaning his head to the side to bare as much neck as possible. "Feed on me. Claim me and devour me, for your strength and sustenance. I belong to you."
David opened his mouth wide, baring his teeth. His vampire fangs were white and strong. Charlie heard a gasp from someone then David sunk his teeth into Charlie's neck.
Charlie moaned as pain and arousal shot through him. David returned to thrusting, his cock plundering Charlie's ass as his teeth held tight to Charlie's neck. Charlie moaned again, holding onto the counter as well as he could. His chains banged against the counter with every thrust. David's hands gripped Charlie's hips as he slammed into him. Charlie's legs began to shake and soon only David was holding him up.
David growled around his teeth and Charlie knew David was close to orgasm. David's fingers tightened, digging bruises into Charlie's hips, then he exploded with a fury of thrusts. Charlie cried out and he was coming himself, prostate orgasm meeting up with his tightening balls to burst out of his bouncing cock.
David powered him through his orgasm, thrusting pausing then thrusting again until they were both wobbly and spent. David unlocked his teeth from Charlie's neck and licked up the trickles of blood from the fresh puncture wounds.
There were multiple 'Fucks' and 'Damns' and Charlie discovered the bathroom was packed with watchers, more than one with his hand on his own cock.
The watchers broke up quickly, some going into the stalls to finish off their own orgasms. Soon David and Charlie were left alone in the mirror. Both were still gasping. David sucked on the new mark on Charlie's neck and Charlie whimpered softly.
David pulled out of Charlie's ass, checking his asshole as always afterwards. David removed his condom, tied it, and threw it in the trash. He tucked his spent cock away and buttoned his fly. Taking out a tiny bottle of lube, he added some more lube to Charlie's anal plug and slid it back in. Charlie whimpered again as the plug settled in his stretched, sensitized asshole. David took a fresh paper towel, wet it, and cleaned up Charlie's cum from the counter and his skirt. Then he put Charlie's other foot through his panties and pulled them back up into place, up over his ass and his spent cock. All the while, Charlie stayed in position, leaning over the counter. David settled Charlie's skirt back into place.
"You did well," David said with a warm smile.
"Thank you, my lord," Charlie managed. "Thank you and, uh, thank you."
"Did you like people watching?"
Charlie blinked at him, unable to think coherently. "Um, maybe?"
David chuckled and examined his latest mark on Charlie's neck. He stroked it with his fingers and Charlie shivered. "The weekend has truly begun."
Charlie smiled weakly, feeling like his legs wouldn't hold him up much longer.
"Let's go to the concert, and you can sit down."
Charlie nodded.
David picked up Charlie's leash, checked them both over one more time, then led the way out of the bathroom. Charlie wobbled after him. As they walked down the hall, thoughts of Gunn tried to intrude, but they couldn't penetrate far into Charlie's post-orgasmic haze. As he followed David towards the concert space, he thought vaguely about David's offer to take him to the concert so Charlie could sit down.
But that wasn't going to happen. As soon as they got to the concert, as soon as David found a place to sit down, Charlie would go where he wanted to be - at David's feet, his head on David's knee. His prostate orgasm still echoed through his body, and as they neared the concert, the music joined in the pulsing.
Charlie followed David into the concert space. It was a much larger room than the earlier concert but it was already filling up. Throbbing through the semi-darkness was piano, drums, heavy guitars and a harsh female vocal. David was right, Charlie liked it immediately.
He followed David into the room, as he would follow him anywhere. He never would have guessed he would have enjoyed being fucked over a bathroom counter, people watching, but… he had. If David decided to take him to this Blood and Bone Feast tonight, Charlie knew that David would know that he would like it.
David found seats near the back. He looked at Charlie, then moved one of the chairs out of the way. He sat down and Charlie settled to the floor next to him. He rested his head on David's knee and David's hand caressed his hair.
Charlie sighed happily. He felt treasured and beautiful and understood. Math equations wound through the music and the stroke of David's hand and he closed his eyes.