[fic] Dance with a Demon Chapter 1
This is the fic that I entered into the kamedalove Halloween writing competition, however the twist is it's only the first chapter. I don't know how long it's going to end up being and I'm totally out of my element with this fic. Plus I feel like I'm shooting myself in the foot since this is the third fic I now have going, I've never been able to keep three fics going at the same time before. Hopefully this time all works out.
Title: Dance with a Demon
Author: fireside_story
Chapter: 1/?
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 2,346
Genre: Fantasy, AU, Romance
Pairinings: Kameda, DenDen
Disclaimer: I do not have any connections to Johnny's Entertainment or any of its members past or present. I write this story for my own pleasure and make no profit from it.
Summary: For months Ueda has been watching Kame from the shadows, but their first encounter does not go as he had planned.
Warnings: sexual content, language, vampire!Ueda
Walking into the dark alley, Kame headed towards his car after his shift at the music store. It was the yearly inventory count that night, so every single thing down to the individual guitar picks had to be counted. Meaning that Kame, as the Assistant Manager, got to spend his Halloween counting, and then recounting when he lost track, everything in the store while his Manager partied with her friends. It wasn't even like he was suspecting that's what she was doing, he knew since she was posting all of her drunken clubbing pictures on Facebook. He had started this lovely task at 10am with her 'help', but by 4pm she had skipped out leaving him alone to count half of the store. The real frustration was when he learned he then had to recount what she had done since it had been wrong. Now at 2am he was finally heading home, and his car had never felt as far away as it did at that moment.
Fishing out his keys, he pointed them towards the only car in the entire alleyway and pressed the button to unlock and disarm the car. Passing under a streetlamp, the light flickered before going out causing Kame to look up at the bulb, "seriously?"
An owl in the distance screeched in response. Kame rolled his eyes, suddenly I feel like a soon to be victim in a cheesy horror movie. Looking back towards his car, which happened to be under the only working streetlamp in the alley, there was now some strange guy leaning against the passenger side door. And there is the serial killer, where's the cheesy mood music when you need it?
Kame walked towards his car, now more annoyed then he had been when he left the store. He was too tired to deal with some drunk guy who wanted to pick a fight, all he wanted to do was go home and sleep. As Kame moved closer to his car he noticed more about the stranger, he was good looking if you liked a slightly feminine looking guy, with his black hair done up in soft looking spikes, and intense narrow eyes. When he smiled Kame noticed the points of two fangs poking out from under his thin upper lip. Oh great, drunk guy thinks he's a vampire. I so don't need this.
Once Kame was almost to his car he noticed it, the look of hunger in the strangers dark eyes. This beautiful stranger wanted to have his way with Kame he could feel it, and if the way he was watching Kame walk was any indication his hunger involved a long tiring and sweaty night together. Kame shook his head to clear it of the mental image that was forming, this stranger was watching his hips as he walked towards him. Kame felt even more tired annoyance settle in, he hated when people watched him walk and it happened to him very often. He had done modelling in high school and the training had been engrained into him so much that he knew he still walked like a model.
Kame stopped just short of the car, about five paces away from the beautiful stranger and crossed his arms over his chest. He was tired, pissed off, and didn't want to deal with this guys bullshit no matter what it was. Even if this guy was drop dead gorgeous and was not to slowly tapping into his sexual desire. Maybe his year long celibacy was starting to take it's toll on him. Didn't mean he was going to sleep with the first good looking guy that leaned against his car, even though his backseat was empty of junk and this guy did look like they could make it work even in the cramped space. Kame shook his head again, this was getting ridiculous.
"Listen, whatever drunken bullshit you have planned I'm not interested. It's late, I'm tired" and all of a sudden incredibly horny, "and I just wanted to go home, so would you kindly get your ass off my car?" The request came out a little more severe then Kame had intended but he was fighting his body against exhaustion and a raging erection, and he was loosing with the latter.
The stranger's smile widened, pushing himself off the car sauntering over to Kame with the gracefulness of a lioness hunting her prey, he stopped about an arm's length from the other man. He was taller then Kame thought, almost as tall as himself, but somehow he still looked delicate and fragile with his petite frame.
"Is this better?" he asked, voice deeper then Kame had been expecting. The voice seemed too deep for the face looking back at him, made for a more masculine person. It made Kame wonder what this man looked like under the black dress shirt and jeans.
Kame cleared his throat before he was able to respond. With the stranger standing this close to him, it was harder to keep his hormones under control. In fact he was failing miserably since his erection was now fighting against his jeans and it was taking all his willpower to not pull this man into the back seat of his car. "A little. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going home."
"I never had any intentions to stop you," the man in black stated then waited for Kame to move. His smile widened into a full child like one, for a moment making Kame wonder where he got such real looking fangs, when the other man didn't move.
You can move now, buddy is off your car and you can go home. Anytime now Kazuya, just put one foot in front of the other. Just move your ass! Kame's mind was going into overdrive but still he didn't move. Instead he found himself ask, "what's your name?"
"Ueda Tatsuya, but you can call me Tat-chan," Ueda answered moving closer to Kame until the two of them were nearly touching.
"I would ask you yours, but I already know it."
Kame raised his eyebrows at that comment, feeling like something was off about this entire encounter. He had to swallow in order to get his voice to work, the closer this man got to him the more he had to fight against the desire coursing through his veins. Now he didn't care if they made it to the back seat of his car, the ground would do quite nicely. "You do?"
Ueda nodded before leaning in to whisper, "yes Kamenashi Kazyua, I do. Is it okay if I call you Kame? It seems everyone else does."
Kame closed his eyes, determined to take a calming breath but instead his mind was flooded with images of the two of them. Ueda on his knees as he sucked Kame off, lying him on the pavement was Kame drove roughly into him, but his favourite, Ueda looming above him as he rode Kame until they were both undone. Kame's eyes flew open as he tried to suppress a whimper of need from escaping his lips. What the hell was going on with his body?! This man hadn't even touched him and he was acting like a 14 year old having his first sexual experience.
Letting out a shuddered breath, Kame tried to make his voice not sound breathy with need, "how do you know that?"
Ueda leaned back to be able to look Kame in the eye again, even though all that Kame was able to focus on were the smaller man's lips. Ueda smiled again, obviously enjoying Kame's reaction to him. "I've been watching you for awhile now."
Kame blinked, bringing his eyes back to Ueda's panting around his own desire, his erection painfully hard against the fabric of his jeans. Warning bells were going off in the back of his mind, even with the urge to have rough passionate sex in the street. "Like you've been stalking me?"
"More like observing you," Ueda countered, "I've been waiting for the right moment to introduce myself."
"And you chose Halloween at 2am, in a dark alley?" Kame asked. Something still seemed off to him, but he was too turned on to give it much thought.
Ueda chuckled, "okay put like that it does sound dramatic, but I promise you'll understand soon enough. Then this whole thing will just seem fitting," he promised placing his hand on Kame's chest.
Kame yelped, jumping back slightly as cold seeped in through the fabric of his shirt, "shit your hands are cold!"
Ueda chuckled again, "sorry I have awful circulation. Maybe you can harm them up for me?" In a flash Ueda had his hand under Kame's t-shirt and against the skin of his chest.
Kame cried out at the contact, it was as if Ueda had drawn a direct line from his cold fingertips to his throbbing member. Every caress across Kame's chest could also be felt on his aching shaft as if Ueda's other hand was down his jeans, the two hands working together to bring Kame to a frenzy. Except there was only one hand on him, and that was enough. With an animalistic growl, Kame thread his fingers through the other man's hair before crushing Ueda's lips under his own. Without waiting for any sort of invitation, Kame thrust his tongue into Ueda's mouth, grabbing his narrow hips, and forcefully ground the other man's erection into his own. Ueda added his other hand under Kame's shirt, the taller man groaning with the feeling of more hands touching him in intimate places. In desperate need to feel closer to Ueda, Kame grabbed the smaller man's ass roughly, Ueda jumping slightly grazing Kame's tongue on one of his pointed teeth. The faint coppery taste of blood filled both their mouths, Ueda soon becoming just as lust filled as Kame was.
Within seconds Ueda's back was leaning against the side of Kame's car, hands buried deep in Kame's short dark hair. Kame's hands went straight to Ueda's belt, undoing the buckle then his jeans as Ueda did the same with his. The shirts neither of them touched, since those weren't in the way of getting what they both wanted. Ueda opened Kame's jeans and pulled down the front of this boxers enough to expose his cock but no further, before settling down and getting Kame's erection fully into his mouth and down his throat. Kame threw his head back, crying out as he couldn't help but climax at the feeling. He held Ueda's head in place as wave after wave of pleasure ran through him and he emptied himself fully into the other man's mouth. Hanging his head forward once it was finished, Kame groaned feeling Ueda's tongue massaging his member into another erection. Soon he was hard again, Ueda released the wet organ from his mouth standing with a satisfied smile gracing his face. Kame wrapped his arms around the other man's narrow waist, snapping his hips against Ueda's forcing their erections together, a gasp of surprise pleasure replacing the smile. Ueda grabbed a hold of Kame's jacket, pulling him in for another heated kiss. Grabbing hold of Ueda's ass, Kame lifted the smaller man until his strong legs wrapped around his waist. Hooking his fingers into the top of Ueda's jeans, he pulled the fabric down as much as he could, until his entrance was exposed. Reaching down Kame coated his fingers in his own precum before thrusting it inside Ueda's entrance.
Ueda let out a mewl of pleasure as the second finger was added inside him. Breaking the kiss, he cried out when the third finger was added, panting with pleasure "Kame, just fuck me."
Kame watched Ueda ride the fingers inside him, for a fleeting moment fighting the feeling they were being watched. "I don't want to hurt you."
Ueda chuckled, then let out a shout as Kame's fingers hit that right place inside him. "You won't. If anything I'll have to stop myself from hurting you," he panted once he could speak again.
Kame pulled his fingers out roughly, taking hold of Ueda's hips he thrust himself inside the smaller man. Without waiting he began pounding Ueda against his car in a frantic rhythm. No matter how hard or fast he went it wasn't enough, until he was pushing himself more then he ever had before during sex. Still it wasn't enough, and he knew that once this time was over he was throwing this man into his car, taking him home and having his way with him for the rest of the night. He didn't care if he had just met this man, he was not leaving until Kame was done with him. Using all of his strength he thrust into Ueda's body, until his legs burned with the effort and his hands cramped from grabbing tighter and tighter unto the other man's waist. The harder he went the louder Ueda cried out, so all that could be heard was Ueda's cries, Kame's grunts of effort and the car rocking with their rhythm. Not even Ueda's cold hands on his skin could slow him down, as the other man buried his fingers into his hair and hung his head in the crook of Kame's neck. He could feel Ueda's lips brushing his skin before a sharp pain of the smaller man biting him. Though it didn't feel like another other bite ever had, more like two needles were being poked into his neck. Still he kept thrusting into Ueda, as if his life depended on it. Feeling something warm and thick dripping down his neck, Kame found a new burst of energy he didn't know he had. Thrusting even deeper and harder into the other man, he climaxed with more force then he ever had, pushing Ueda over the edge with him. Emptying himself inside Ueda again, Kame pulled out of the smaller man and slumped against Ueda's now warm body, as he succumbed to the blackness that was quickly surrounding him.
Title: Dance with a Demon
Author: fireside_story
Chapter: 1/?
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 2,346
Genre: Fantasy, AU, Romance
Pairinings: Kameda, DenDen
Disclaimer: I do not have any connections to Johnny's Entertainment or any of its members past or present. I write this story for my own pleasure and make no profit from it.
Summary: For months Ueda has been watching Kame from the shadows, but their first encounter does not go as he had planned.
Warnings: sexual content, language, vampire!Ueda
Walking into the dark alley, Kame headed towards his car after his shift at the music store. It was the yearly inventory count that night, so every single thing down to the individual guitar picks had to be counted. Meaning that Kame, as the Assistant Manager, got to spend his Halloween counting, and then recounting when he lost track, everything in the store while his Manager partied with her friends. It wasn't even like he was suspecting that's what she was doing, he knew since she was posting all of her drunken clubbing pictures on Facebook. He had started this lovely task at 10am with her 'help', but by 4pm she had skipped out leaving him alone to count half of the store. The real frustration was when he learned he then had to recount what she had done since it had been wrong. Now at 2am he was finally heading home, and his car had never felt as far away as it did at that moment.
Fishing out his keys, he pointed them towards the only car in the entire alleyway and pressed the button to unlock and disarm the car. Passing under a streetlamp, the light flickered before going out causing Kame to look up at the bulb, "seriously?"
An owl in the distance screeched in response. Kame rolled his eyes, suddenly I feel like a soon to be victim in a cheesy horror movie. Looking back towards his car, which happened to be under the only working streetlamp in the alley, there was now some strange guy leaning against the passenger side door. And there is the serial killer, where's the cheesy mood music when you need it?
Kame walked towards his car, now more annoyed then he had been when he left the store. He was too tired to deal with some drunk guy who wanted to pick a fight, all he wanted to do was go home and sleep. As Kame moved closer to his car he noticed more about the stranger, he was good looking if you liked a slightly feminine looking guy, with his black hair done up in soft looking spikes, and intense narrow eyes. When he smiled Kame noticed the points of two fangs poking out from under his thin upper lip. Oh great, drunk guy thinks he's a vampire. I so don't need this.
Once Kame was almost to his car he noticed it, the look of hunger in the strangers dark eyes. This beautiful stranger wanted to have his way with Kame he could feel it, and if the way he was watching Kame walk was any indication his hunger involved a long tiring and sweaty night together. Kame shook his head to clear it of the mental image that was forming, this stranger was watching his hips as he walked towards him. Kame felt even more tired annoyance settle in, he hated when people watched him walk and it happened to him very often. He had done modelling in high school and the training had been engrained into him so much that he knew he still walked like a model.
Kame stopped just short of the car, about five paces away from the beautiful stranger and crossed his arms over his chest. He was tired, pissed off, and didn't want to deal with this guys bullshit no matter what it was. Even if this guy was drop dead gorgeous and was not to slowly tapping into his sexual desire. Maybe his year long celibacy was starting to take it's toll on him. Didn't mean he was going to sleep with the first good looking guy that leaned against his car, even though his backseat was empty of junk and this guy did look like they could make it work even in the cramped space. Kame shook his head again, this was getting ridiculous.
"Listen, whatever drunken bullshit you have planned I'm not interested. It's late, I'm tired" and all of a sudden incredibly horny, "and I just wanted to go home, so would you kindly get your ass off my car?" The request came out a little more severe then Kame had intended but he was fighting his body against exhaustion and a raging erection, and he was loosing with the latter.
The stranger's smile widened, pushing himself off the car sauntering over to Kame with the gracefulness of a lioness hunting her prey, he stopped about an arm's length from the other man. He was taller then Kame thought, almost as tall as himself, but somehow he still looked delicate and fragile with his petite frame.
"Is this better?" he asked, voice deeper then Kame had been expecting. The voice seemed too deep for the face looking back at him, made for a more masculine person. It made Kame wonder what this man looked like under the black dress shirt and jeans.
Kame cleared his throat before he was able to respond. With the stranger standing this close to him, it was harder to keep his hormones under control. In fact he was failing miserably since his erection was now fighting against his jeans and it was taking all his willpower to not pull this man into the back seat of his car. "A little. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going home."
"I never had any intentions to stop you," the man in black stated then waited for Kame to move. His smile widened into a full child like one, for a moment making Kame wonder where he got such real looking fangs, when the other man didn't move.
You can move now, buddy is off your car and you can go home. Anytime now Kazuya, just put one foot in front of the other. Just move your ass! Kame's mind was going into overdrive but still he didn't move. Instead he found himself ask, "what's your name?"
"Ueda Tatsuya, but you can call me Tat-chan," Ueda answered moving closer to Kame until the two of them were nearly touching.
"I would ask you yours, but I already know it."
Kame raised his eyebrows at that comment, feeling like something was off about this entire encounter. He had to swallow in order to get his voice to work, the closer this man got to him the more he had to fight against the desire coursing through his veins. Now he didn't care if they made it to the back seat of his car, the ground would do quite nicely. "You do?"
Ueda nodded before leaning in to whisper, "yes Kamenashi Kazyua, I do. Is it okay if I call you Kame? It seems everyone else does."
Kame closed his eyes, determined to take a calming breath but instead his mind was flooded with images of the two of them. Ueda on his knees as he sucked Kame off, lying him on the pavement was Kame drove roughly into him, but his favourite, Ueda looming above him as he rode Kame until they were both undone. Kame's eyes flew open as he tried to suppress a whimper of need from escaping his lips. What the hell was going on with his body?! This man hadn't even touched him and he was acting like a 14 year old having his first sexual experience.
Letting out a shuddered breath, Kame tried to make his voice not sound breathy with need, "how do you know that?"
Ueda leaned back to be able to look Kame in the eye again, even though all that Kame was able to focus on were the smaller man's lips. Ueda smiled again, obviously enjoying Kame's reaction to him. "I've been watching you for awhile now."
Kame blinked, bringing his eyes back to Ueda's panting around his own desire, his erection painfully hard against the fabric of his jeans. Warning bells were going off in the back of his mind, even with the urge to have rough passionate sex in the street. "Like you've been stalking me?"
"More like observing you," Ueda countered, "I've been waiting for the right moment to introduce myself."
"And you chose Halloween at 2am, in a dark alley?" Kame asked. Something still seemed off to him, but he was too turned on to give it much thought.
Ueda chuckled, "okay put like that it does sound dramatic, but I promise you'll understand soon enough. Then this whole thing will just seem fitting," he promised placing his hand on Kame's chest.
Kame yelped, jumping back slightly as cold seeped in through the fabric of his shirt, "shit your hands are cold!"
Ueda chuckled again, "sorry I have awful circulation. Maybe you can harm them up for me?" In a flash Ueda had his hand under Kame's t-shirt and against the skin of his chest.
Kame cried out at the contact, it was as if Ueda had drawn a direct line from his cold fingertips to his throbbing member. Every caress across Kame's chest could also be felt on his aching shaft as if Ueda's other hand was down his jeans, the two hands working together to bring Kame to a frenzy. Except there was only one hand on him, and that was enough. With an animalistic growl, Kame thread his fingers through the other man's hair before crushing Ueda's lips under his own. Without waiting for any sort of invitation, Kame thrust his tongue into Ueda's mouth, grabbing his narrow hips, and forcefully ground the other man's erection into his own. Ueda added his other hand under Kame's shirt, the taller man groaning with the feeling of more hands touching him in intimate places. In desperate need to feel closer to Ueda, Kame grabbed the smaller man's ass roughly, Ueda jumping slightly grazing Kame's tongue on one of his pointed teeth. The faint coppery taste of blood filled both their mouths, Ueda soon becoming just as lust filled as Kame was.
Within seconds Ueda's back was leaning against the side of Kame's car, hands buried deep in Kame's short dark hair. Kame's hands went straight to Ueda's belt, undoing the buckle then his jeans as Ueda did the same with his. The shirts neither of them touched, since those weren't in the way of getting what they both wanted. Ueda opened Kame's jeans and pulled down the front of this boxers enough to expose his cock but no further, before settling down and getting Kame's erection fully into his mouth and down his throat. Kame threw his head back, crying out as he couldn't help but climax at the feeling. He held Ueda's head in place as wave after wave of pleasure ran through him and he emptied himself fully into the other man's mouth. Hanging his head forward once it was finished, Kame groaned feeling Ueda's tongue massaging his member into another erection. Soon he was hard again, Ueda released the wet organ from his mouth standing with a satisfied smile gracing his face. Kame wrapped his arms around the other man's narrow waist, snapping his hips against Ueda's forcing their erections together, a gasp of surprise pleasure replacing the smile. Ueda grabbed a hold of Kame's jacket, pulling him in for another heated kiss. Grabbing hold of Ueda's ass, Kame lifted the smaller man until his strong legs wrapped around his waist. Hooking his fingers into the top of Ueda's jeans, he pulled the fabric down as much as he could, until his entrance was exposed. Reaching down Kame coated his fingers in his own precum before thrusting it inside Ueda's entrance.
Ueda let out a mewl of pleasure as the second finger was added inside him. Breaking the kiss, he cried out when the third finger was added, panting with pleasure "Kame, just fuck me."
Kame watched Ueda ride the fingers inside him, for a fleeting moment fighting the feeling they were being watched. "I don't want to hurt you."
Ueda chuckled, then let out a shout as Kame's fingers hit that right place inside him. "You won't. If anything I'll have to stop myself from hurting you," he panted once he could speak again.
Kame pulled his fingers out roughly, taking hold of Ueda's hips he thrust himself inside the smaller man. Without waiting he began pounding Ueda against his car in a frantic rhythm. No matter how hard or fast he went it wasn't enough, until he was pushing himself more then he ever had before during sex. Still it wasn't enough, and he knew that once this time was over he was throwing this man into his car, taking him home and having his way with him for the rest of the night. He didn't care if he had just met this man, he was not leaving until Kame was done with him. Using all of his strength he thrust into Ueda's body, until his legs burned with the effort and his hands cramped from grabbing tighter and tighter unto the other man's waist. The harder he went the louder Ueda cried out, so all that could be heard was Ueda's cries, Kame's grunts of effort and the car rocking with their rhythm. Not even Ueda's cold hands on his skin could slow him down, as the other man buried his fingers into his hair and hung his head in the crook of Kame's neck. He could feel Ueda's lips brushing his skin before a sharp pain of the smaller man biting him. Though it didn't feel like another other bite ever had, more like two needles were being poked into his neck. Still he kept thrusting into Ueda, as if his life depended on it. Feeling something warm and thick dripping down his neck, Kame found a new burst of energy he didn't know he had. Thrusting even deeper and harder into the other man, he climaxed with more force then he ever had, pushing Ueda over the edge with him. Emptying himself inside Ueda again, Kame pulled out of the smaller man and slumped against Ueda's now warm body, as he succumbed to the blackness that was quickly surrounding him.