Just One Kiss to Feel the Spell ~ Chapter 5
Title: Just One Kiss to Feel The Spell ~ Chapter 5/10
Author: liveindesire
Pairing: Adam/Tommy
Word Count: ~ 3,530
Setting: AU - Vampire fic
Rating: NC-17
Beta: saar_fantasy Thank you so much honey. <3
I also want to thank adamluvr36_fic for helping me to become a better writer.
Disclaimer: I don’t own anything except the order of words. This never happened.
Warnings: m/m sex, angst, suicidal thoughts, violence, secondary character death (not Adam or Tommy), blood play, barebacking (Oops, was that all? Don’t fret, it’s not as bad as it sounds.) There will also be a whole lotta love!
A/N: It’s been almost ten years since I’ve written a fic, so this is all new to me again. English isn’t my native language, so this is also the first fic I’ve written in English. Comments, please! This whole chapter is about smex. You have been warned.
Summary: Tommy is tired of his life and travels to a secluded hotel to clear his head. Weather reports say there’s a killer storm coming in and it’s likely to cut the hotel’s connections to the outside world. The storm does just that, and it also brings uninvited guests who happen to be vampires. What happens to Tommy in the hands of these dangerous creatures?
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Chapter 5
The flame in your soul . . .
“Why didn’t you kill me?”
Adam said nothing; he merely stood there facing Tommy, back towards the windows. A bright flash of lightning blazed outside, making his figure seem huge. Tommy gulped. Adam really looked intimidating like this… all tall and strong.
The blond’s mind was reeling, mixed feelings bombarding each other with full force. His palms were starting to sweat and he shifted his weight nervously from one foot to the other. Then the immortal started to approach, taking slow steps, not stopping until he had Tommy pinned back against the wall of the room.
Adam put his hands against the wall, purposefully trapping Tommy between them. Tommy’s heart pounded so forcefully he thought it was going to jump out of his chest. He waited anxiously for the creature’s words.
“I didn’t kill you, because I didn’t want to,” Adam whispered, voice raspy but sure.
“Why?” Tommy inquired, knowing he’d gone past the point of no return. Tommy felt like he was going to pass out from all the tension in the room.
“Answer my question first. What did you feel when you woke up?” the beauty asked, staring him down with those icy, gorgeous eyes.
‘What has that to do with anything?’ Tommy thought briefly. He recalled the moment he came to, lying in bed a few hours earlier.
“I . . . I felt pain everywhere and I was really confused. It was shocking to me that I was still alive, and…and I wanted to see you,” The musician could feel his whole body tremble as he tried to keep his voice steady.
“Yes, you wanted to see me,” Adam pointed out softly, stressing the word.
Then the pale man took his right hand off the wall, only to place it gently on Tommy’s neck, right above the bite marks and his pulse point. It didn’t sting, but it ached, and the boy was able to feel his heartbeat racing wildly beneath cool fingers.
Adam looked straight into his eyes, and suddenly Tommy could see a change happening in the blue irises. The endless heaven-blue colour of them took more of a silvery tone, whitening to the point his eyes looked a little frightening.
‘Unnaturally gorgeous.’
Adam’s Cupid's bow-shaped lips parted the slightest bit, fangs extending, slowly lowering into his mouth. They looked long and thick, screaming painful with their appearance. He truly was a predator, a classic artwork…a breathtaking demon.
“Last night I sensed your pulse quickening, just like I sense it now,” the devil whispered in awe. “You surrendered all, gave yourself to me without fear or hesitation. You didn’t know what would happen, yet you trusted and succumbed to me, allowing yourself to partake of the pleasures which I gave you. When first I saw you, your eyes were lifeless, deeply sad and empty. But when I touched your body then, just as now, the fire in your eyes flared to life. You were so beautiful…are so beautiful…”
Tommy’s breathing felt uneven, stuttered. He found himself sighing at the words. Every word communicated Adam wanted him. Adam liked him. Maybe more... It was ironic that the vampire considered Tommy beautiful, when it was clear who the stunning one truly was.
“How you opened up beneath me, the way I saw your walls shatter, made me want to make you scream in rapture,” Adam murmured, voice seductive and low. Soft fingertips trailed feather-light caresses around the bite marks on his neck, sending chills cascading over his skin and shoulders. Tommy’s knees grew weak and he struggled to remain standing.
“I was supposed to kill you. You already know that,” Adam confessed darkly. “I’m hundreds of years old, Tommy Joe. I’ve seen so much. You’re different from all the others, something rare and unique. The soul within you seems old and wise, tempered by life’s hurts, but still amazingly strong and resilient.”
Adam leaned closer, his sweet breath tickling Tommy’s parted lips.
“I marked you so you’d be safe from the others, leaving them no question as to whom you belong. When I bite you again, and you give yourself to me, there will be no further scarring. I’ll heal the wounds I leave on your body quickly, and without pain,” Adam said, fingers still idly drawing circles on his skin.
“Heal them? How?” Tommy asked, brows narrowing in curiosity, nervous butterflies in his stomach from Adam’s promise to bite him again.
“You’ll see. It’s nothing you should be afraid of.”
The immoral continued. “Tell me Tommy,…do you still desire me to end your life? Or would you rather I make love to you and help you feel alive again?”
Tommy’s breath hitched in ragged anticipation, a zing of lust mixed with fear shooting through every muscle in his body. He stared at Adam, his lover, and tried to form coherent words. There was no question what he wanted.
“You know I want you . . . want you to take me to heaven just like before. Take me to bed, Adam . . . I no longer wanna die,” he breathed, reaching out to tentatively touch the soft skin of the creature’s face.
Adam undressed Tommy slowly, fitting their foreheads together, not once breaking eye contact as deft fingers did their work. Then he stepped away and in an instant, flashed himself out of his clothing. Tommy smiled at the man’s haste, one of the unusual perks of being a creature of the night. Adam arched a brow and smiled seductively, closing the remaining distance between them.
Last night, the lights in the room had been dim, only one bedside lamp casting its glow in the room. Now it was bright as midday, every light turned on to illuminate the elegant hotel room and its furnishings. This time, Tommy wanted to watch. He longed to see every little detail in Adam’s face, on his body. He wanted to see everything.
Raising his hands, Tommy touched smooth, cool skin, fingertips exploring Adam’s chest while he looked on. The vampire stood very still, letting the boy’s hands make a hesitant exploration, learning every curve and dip and valley. He was nervous and wanted to touch further, but there was plenty of time for that. No need to rush.
Seeming to read his mind, Adam pushed Tommy against the stone wall and took back control. He felt the distinct outline and hard length of Adam’s erection stiffening against his lower abdomen, pressing up against his hip.
‘Oh fuck,’ he thought, surprised again.
Brown eyes widened in wonder. It was even bigger than he remembered. Long, thick and heavy, a generous endowment meant to give pleasure. How the hell had Tommy been able to take it all last night? His own cock twitched eagerly in response.
The handsome man stroked his hands up and down Tommy’s body, igniting a tingling desire. Hands traveled from waist to hips, then slowly down the globes of his ass and caressed them firmly.
“Are you sore?” Adam asked, forcing Tommy to look at him.
“A little,” he replied, blushing furiously under the man’s intense scrutiny.
“Don’t worry, my little dove. You won’t feel it anymore. I’ll take it away . . . make you forget.”
Adam’s expression turned serious. “Last night, you didn’t understand what would take place. But now, I want you to know, to savor the experience. I’ll never do anything to hurt you. Do you trust me?” Soft words filled Tommy’s ears, soothing and reassuring. Adam continued stroking with his hands as he waited for an answer.
“Yes . . .” he whispered, gazing longingly into icy-blue depths.
Tommy nodded, and the next second, felt velvet lips of the fallen angel press against his, a cool tongue tracing the seam of his mouth. The boy gave in, parting his lips and moaning softly into the kiss, little sounds and whimpers swallowed up between them.
Reaching lower, black-tipped fingers wrapped tight around Tommy’s now fully-erect cock and began sliding up and down the shaft. Adam stripped the smooth length with firm, sharp tugs, taking his lover apart piece by piece.
“Ohhh . . . please,” the boy begged, uncaring that he sounded desperate.
“Hush, my love. We have all night before us,” Adam murmured against his skin.
Moving slowly, Adam advanced them towards the bed until the back of Tommy’s knees hit the side of the mattress, halting their progress. Being tilted slightly off balance, Tommy lost his footing and landed on his back, pulling Adam down on top of him to the satin coverlet.
Sprawled together in a deliciously undignified heap, Adam made the most of their “accident” and pinned him effortlessly, mounting Tommy’s hips and holding him down. The vampire’s lips claimed his in a messy kiss, deep and wet and luscious. The amount of venom flooding his system was overwhelming, like a sharp rush of adrenalin. The sweetness and euphoria was like a drug high. Tommy’s body went completely slack.
“You need a lot of it,” Adam said quietly in explanation. “I won’t let you feel pain this time.”
Tommy didn’t bother to ask what Adam meant. He already knew. And right now, he needed Adam like he needed air to survive.
“Remember to breathe, little one. No need for you to pass out. I want you to feel it all,” Adam chuckled, kissing his way down to where the young man’s thickened shaft lay flush against his belly, moisture beading at the tip.
Cool hands took a firm grip of his hips and Tommy could feel the fangs as they descended, grazing sharp and arousing along his skin. A normal man might’ve been more scared with something so sharp near his cock, but Tommy felt oddly at ease, completely trusting. Adam wouldn’t harm him. He’d never been more certain of anything.
Abruptly, the creature shifted against him, removing the bottle of lube from the bedside table. It was right where he’d left it the night before. Tommy lifted his head to see Adam coating his fingers with the slick substance. The fingerless gloves had come off at some point, though the musician had no idea when.
After a moment’s pause, the next thing Tommy felt was cold, wet fingers probing his entrance. The soreness in his ass had disappeared much like his fear, ebbing away unheeded to leave only heady sweetness in its wake. The venomous kiss had sent his senses reeling, his body tingled and shivered from the rush of emotion.
Tender fingers circled slowly, coaxing the muscles to relax and accept his touch. Tommy gasped for air, knowing what was coming next. He couldn’t suppress the moan that escaped his lips as Adam pushed his index finger in, filling him full with one smooth slide.
Fisting the sheets, Tommy opened his legs wider, hips gyrating and grinding down, fucking himself on Adam’s finger. Impatient for more, he sighed in relief when the tip of a second finger joined the first. God, he wanted . . . how he wanted. And he got it, when another finger slipped inside to stretch him open. The boy’s whimpers turned to loud moans as Adam started finger-fucking deeply, crooking them with every inward stroke.
Fangs dragging lightly along the skin at the base of Tommy’s cock sent hot shivers racing over his body. Adam’s mouth scraped the milky white skin of his groin with his teeth, right where the femoral artery runs near the surface.
‘He’s not going to…’ was the only thing Tommy had time to think before the devil sank his fangs into the soft skin near his cock. They pierced the vein dead on.
The haze of venom had already weakened and Tommy screamed in pain, flinching roughly at the sharp stab that stung him through. But the hurt only lasted for a lightning second, replaced immediately by another feeling taking over. It was pure bliss, a kaleidoscope of feeling and sensation unlike anything he’d ever felt before. Like being injected with a syringe of the purest cocaine, Tommy’s lower body convulsed as euphoric spasms rocked through while Adam gently sucked his blood.
Fingers stroking him deep inside met with tongue and fangs and lips along his cock. It was like a powerful orgasm that went on forever, no end in sight. Every touch, each thrust created the feeling of peaking without achieving actual release. For a brief moment, Tommy thought he might not be able to live through such excruciating pleasure. It was clear why Adam reminded him to breathe. If not, he’d have passed out from the intensity.
Seconds lengthened into minutes and Tommy shuddered all over, desperate for oxygen. Between gasps and pants and trying to breathe, he screamed Adam’s name time and again, like a twisted prayer of thanksgiving. He barely registered when his lover inserted a fourth slick finger inside his clenching hole, stretching him open beyond capacity.
“Fuuuuuck . . .” the blond groaned brokenly. He felt as if he might pass out.
Adam withdrew his fangs, softly laving the small wounds with his tongue. As he did, the orgasmic spasms slowly subsided. The creature continued massaging inside his hole, fingers pushing back and forth brushing against his sweet spot. Tommy's breath hitched with the additional preparation. It was tight, but he was so relaxed it didn’t burn at all.
After a moment, Adam eased his fingers slowly out, earning a displeased whine from his boy. Tommy’s cock lay rigid and leaking, leaving a pool of white on his belly.
“I’m going to heal these now,” Adam murmured, and Tommy lifted his head from the pillows to watch Adam bite the tip of his index finger open with a long fang.
Placing the bleeding finger just above the little holes he’d made, Adam allowed a few drops of dark red blood to fall atop the open wounds. Tommy’s flesh tingled, like a searing feeling from the inside out. When he licked the skin clean again, the cuts had disappeared, completely healed.
‘Vampire blood . . . its miraculous.’ Adam’s thoughts translated across space to Tommy’s brain, communicated in the same way as when the pair first met.
The beautiful angel with jet-black hair smirked a little at showing off his magical abilities, lust still shining in his eyes like a sultry, silver light. Crawling, Adam made his way upwards, kissing and licking his way along the svelte body beneath him. Reaching Tommy’s mouth, Adam demanded entrance, drawing him into a heady kiss. Tongues tangling together, Tommy could taste the coppery edge of the sweet wine flavour that was Adam’s mouth.
Wrapping his arms tight around his lover, Tommy opened his legs as wide as he could, drawing the strong body ever closer, as the taste of salvation filled his mouth. Close but still not enough, the blond could feel Adam’s answering shift of body, hands moving between them to slick his cock with lube.
Firm hands took hold of slim hips and Adam’s huge cock pushed inside in one easy thrust. So relaxed from his earlier pleasure, Tommy sank into the pillows, taking Adam in deep, accepting him fully without burn or discomfort, in a union that beautifully satisfied. He felt only the blunt pressure as his lover sunk in to the hilt, Tommy’s hole stretching open to accommodate the girth.
“Adam…” Tommy whined into the kiss, digging fingernails into his angel’s back.
“Patience, baby . . .” Adam soothed, nipping swollen lips with his fangs.
Tommy felt delirious, he was so close, cock ready to explode. It seemed Adam knew it, quickly picking up the pace. Like a dance with angled, deep, rocking thrusts in and out; relentless pressure against his prostate was killing the blond, shattering what little composure he had left.
“I can’t, Adam, I . . . I need . . .” Tommy begged against cool lips.
The dark beauty snaked a hand between their bodies and took the boy’s rock hard flesh in his hand. A few skilled strokes and a couple more deep, sure thrusts, and Tommy was done for, coming hard and crying out his release.
As he reached the most intense peak of orgasm, shaking and screaming in ecstasy, Tommy registered a harsh intake of breath, hearing the vampire groan above him. Then there was a sharp, piercing stab in his neck as Adam struck, biting down to take him fully. Tommy could feel Adam’s enormous length pulsing in his ass, filling him, marking him internally, as he poured his seed inside him like an eruption. It was something new and different he hadn’t felt last night.
Adam continued to hold him, fangs embedded deep in his neck, sucking his blood. Tommy’s head started to feel dizzy, spinning wildly, as the vampire drew more blood from his body. Those torturous fangs sent flashes of heat, white-hot and blinding, through his small frame.
How could something as violent as biting feel so good? Why did it feel like he’d come home?
When Tommy was finally able to think again, he realized he must have briefly passed out. Adam was lying next to him, cleaning him with a warm wet cloth. Tommy tried to move, only to find his limbs were too shaky and weak to get up. Even his vision seemed slightly blurry around the edges.
“Shhh, Tommy Joe. Relax and let me take care of you,” Adam cooed in a soft tone above him.
The cloth disappeared and soon there was a tingling sensation on his neck. This time Tommy knew right away what was happening. Adam was healing the bite with drops of blood.
Tommy was certain the man would leave again, just like he’d left the night before. So the blond felt complete shock when his lovely angel came and lay down beside him, pulling him close to his chest. Adam tenderly tucked him into the blankets, just so that one blanket isolated Tommy from the coolness of the immortal’s body.
“I feel so tired,” Tommy’s voice was a barely audible whisper.
“Tommy, I need you to do what I say,” Adam said gently, as he pulled Tommy even closer so the man’s face rested in the crook of his neck.
Tommy tried to open his eyes more. His lover smelled like heaven, and it even seemed that the vampire didn’t sweat at all, his skin soft and dry beneath the human’s fingers. He faintly saw how Adam made a cut into his own pale neck with a ring he’d taken off earlier. Dark red liquid pooled at the small gash.
‘Does he want me to…?’ Tommy wondered silently.
Hearing the man’s thoughts, “Yes. I want you to drink, baby,” the raven-haired beauty commanded, leaving no room for argument.
And there was no reason to argue. Tommy would do anything this breathtaking man wanted. He was too tired and weak to question it, or to feel grossed-out about it. Only one question lingered.
“What will it do to me?” Tommy asked tentatively.
“It will restore your strength, help you recover while you sleep,” Adam reassured him.
The large man cradled Tommy’s head, angling it so his lips could reach his neck and touch the open wound. Lips fastening onto cold skin, Tommy sucked at the small drops of fresh blood and swallowed them down, no hesitation.
The sweet taste immediately filled his mouth, the same flavour as Adam’s kisses, only much stronger, richer. Tommy had never used drugs, but ingesting hardcore narcotics must have been what drinking Adam’s blood felt like.
When it hit, it came suddenly, the rush like the first time Adam kissed him, a fire racing through his veins. It was intensely pleasurable. Wanting it to continue, Tommy kept tonguing Adam’s neck. Instead of just sucking, he started kissing the wound, tenderly rolling the tip of his tongue around on it. The act earned a loud gasp from his angel.
Having no idea how long he’d been drinking, Tommy felt the cut magically close under his lips. As it healed completely, he licked the skin clean, till long after the sweet taste had vanished. Forcing his eyes open, Tommy noticed his blurriness of vision had already dissipated. The room was bright and clear again. Still, he felt weary, body succumbing to a heavy stupor.
“Sleep, Tommy Joe. All is well,” Adam instructed, his words warm and loving. Sky-blue eyes sparkled like stars, lips curving in a delicate smile.
Everything was just fine.
Tommy felt an overwhelming sense of peace fill every fibre of his being. There was no pain. His body hummed in contentment and his heart no longer ached . . . ached like it had for two decades. The years of agony were gone, replaced by irresistible warmth and happiness. Warmth and happiness created by cool hands, ice-blue eyes, and velvet lips.
Maybe it was possible to fix his shattered soul, after all. It only required a leap of faith . . . a jump over the precipice into the unknown . . .
Tommy surrendered to all of it, and fell asleep in Adam’s arms.
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TBC . . .
Author: liveindesire
Pairing: Adam/Tommy
Word Count: ~ 3,530
Setting: AU - Vampire fic
Rating: NC-17
Beta: saar_fantasy Thank you so much honey. <3
I also want to thank adamluvr36_fic for helping me to become a better writer.
Disclaimer: I don’t own anything except the order of words. This never happened.
Warnings: m/m sex, angst, suicidal thoughts, violence, secondary character death (not Adam or Tommy), blood play, barebacking (Oops, was that all? Don’t fret, it’s not as bad as it sounds.) There will also be a whole lotta love!
A/N: It’s been almost ten years since I’ve written a fic, so this is all new to me again. English isn’t my native language, so this is also the first fic I’ve written in English. Comments, please! This whole chapter is about smex. You have been warned.
Summary: Tommy is tired of his life and travels to a secluded hotel to clear his head. Weather reports say there’s a killer storm coming in and it’s likely to cut the hotel’s connections to the outside world. The storm does just that, and it also brings uninvited guests who happen to be vampires. What happens to Tommy in the hands of these dangerous creatures?
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Chapter 5
The flame in your soul . . .
“Why didn’t you kill me?”
Adam said nothing; he merely stood there facing Tommy, back towards the windows. A bright flash of lightning blazed outside, making his figure seem huge. Tommy gulped. Adam really looked intimidating like this… all tall and strong.
The blond’s mind was reeling, mixed feelings bombarding each other with full force. His palms were starting to sweat and he shifted his weight nervously from one foot to the other. Then the immortal started to approach, taking slow steps, not stopping until he had Tommy pinned back against the wall of the room.
Adam put his hands against the wall, purposefully trapping Tommy between them. Tommy’s heart pounded so forcefully he thought it was going to jump out of his chest. He waited anxiously for the creature’s words.
“I didn’t kill you, because I didn’t want to,” Adam whispered, voice raspy but sure.
“Why?” Tommy inquired, knowing he’d gone past the point of no return. Tommy felt like he was going to pass out from all the tension in the room.
“Answer my question first. What did you feel when you woke up?” the beauty asked, staring him down with those icy, gorgeous eyes.
‘What has that to do with anything?’ Tommy thought briefly. He recalled the moment he came to, lying in bed a few hours earlier.
“I . . . I felt pain everywhere and I was really confused. It was shocking to me that I was still alive, and…and I wanted to see you,” The musician could feel his whole body tremble as he tried to keep his voice steady.
“Yes, you wanted to see me,” Adam pointed out softly, stressing the word.
Then the pale man took his right hand off the wall, only to place it gently on Tommy’s neck, right above the bite marks and his pulse point. It didn’t sting, but it ached, and the boy was able to feel his heartbeat racing wildly beneath cool fingers.
Adam looked straight into his eyes, and suddenly Tommy could see a change happening in the blue irises. The endless heaven-blue colour of them took more of a silvery tone, whitening to the point his eyes looked a little frightening.
‘Unnaturally gorgeous.’
Adam’s Cupid's bow-shaped lips parted the slightest bit, fangs extending, slowly lowering into his mouth. They looked long and thick, screaming painful with their appearance. He truly was a predator, a classic artwork…a breathtaking demon.
“Last night I sensed your pulse quickening, just like I sense it now,” the devil whispered in awe. “You surrendered all, gave yourself to me without fear or hesitation. You didn’t know what would happen, yet you trusted and succumbed to me, allowing yourself to partake of the pleasures which I gave you. When first I saw you, your eyes were lifeless, deeply sad and empty. But when I touched your body then, just as now, the fire in your eyes flared to life. You were so beautiful…are so beautiful…”
Tommy’s breathing felt uneven, stuttered. He found himself sighing at the words. Every word communicated Adam wanted him. Adam liked him. Maybe more... It was ironic that the vampire considered Tommy beautiful, when it was clear who the stunning one truly was.
“How you opened up beneath me, the way I saw your walls shatter, made me want to make you scream in rapture,” Adam murmured, voice seductive and low. Soft fingertips trailed feather-light caresses around the bite marks on his neck, sending chills cascading over his skin and shoulders. Tommy’s knees grew weak and he struggled to remain standing.
“I was supposed to kill you. You already know that,” Adam confessed darkly. “I’m hundreds of years old, Tommy Joe. I’ve seen so much. You’re different from all the others, something rare and unique. The soul within you seems old and wise, tempered by life’s hurts, but still amazingly strong and resilient.”
Adam leaned closer, his sweet breath tickling Tommy’s parted lips.
“I marked you so you’d be safe from the others, leaving them no question as to whom you belong. When I bite you again, and you give yourself to me, there will be no further scarring. I’ll heal the wounds I leave on your body quickly, and without pain,” Adam said, fingers still idly drawing circles on his skin.
“Heal them? How?” Tommy asked, brows narrowing in curiosity, nervous butterflies in his stomach from Adam’s promise to bite him again.
“You’ll see. It’s nothing you should be afraid of.”
The immoral continued. “Tell me Tommy,…do you still desire me to end your life? Or would you rather I make love to you and help you feel alive again?”
Tommy’s breath hitched in ragged anticipation, a zing of lust mixed with fear shooting through every muscle in his body. He stared at Adam, his lover, and tried to form coherent words. There was no question what he wanted.
“You know I want you . . . want you to take me to heaven just like before. Take me to bed, Adam . . . I no longer wanna die,” he breathed, reaching out to tentatively touch the soft skin of the creature’s face.
Adam undressed Tommy slowly, fitting their foreheads together, not once breaking eye contact as deft fingers did their work. Then he stepped away and in an instant, flashed himself out of his clothing. Tommy smiled at the man’s haste, one of the unusual perks of being a creature of the night. Adam arched a brow and smiled seductively, closing the remaining distance between them.
Last night, the lights in the room had been dim, only one bedside lamp casting its glow in the room. Now it was bright as midday, every light turned on to illuminate the elegant hotel room and its furnishings. This time, Tommy wanted to watch. He longed to see every little detail in Adam’s face, on his body. He wanted to see everything.
Raising his hands, Tommy touched smooth, cool skin, fingertips exploring Adam’s chest while he looked on. The vampire stood very still, letting the boy’s hands make a hesitant exploration, learning every curve and dip and valley. He was nervous and wanted to touch further, but there was plenty of time for that. No need to rush.
Seeming to read his mind, Adam pushed Tommy against the stone wall and took back control. He felt the distinct outline and hard length of Adam’s erection stiffening against his lower abdomen, pressing up against his hip.
‘Oh fuck,’ he thought, surprised again.
Brown eyes widened in wonder. It was even bigger than he remembered. Long, thick and heavy, a generous endowment meant to give pleasure. How the hell had Tommy been able to take it all last night? His own cock twitched eagerly in response.
The handsome man stroked his hands up and down Tommy’s body, igniting a tingling desire. Hands traveled from waist to hips, then slowly down the globes of his ass and caressed them firmly.
“Are you sore?” Adam asked, forcing Tommy to look at him.
“A little,” he replied, blushing furiously under the man’s intense scrutiny.
“Don’t worry, my little dove. You won’t feel it anymore. I’ll take it away . . . make you forget.”
Adam’s expression turned serious. “Last night, you didn’t understand what would take place. But now, I want you to know, to savor the experience. I’ll never do anything to hurt you. Do you trust me?” Soft words filled Tommy’s ears, soothing and reassuring. Adam continued stroking with his hands as he waited for an answer.
“Yes . . .” he whispered, gazing longingly into icy-blue depths.
Tommy nodded, and the next second, felt velvet lips of the fallen angel press against his, a cool tongue tracing the seam of his mouth. The boy gave in, parting his lips and moaning softly into the kiss, little sounds and whimpers swallowed up between them.
Reaching lower, black-tipped fingers wrapped tight around Tommy’s now fully-erect cock and began sliding up and down the shaft. Adam stripped the smooth length with firm, sharp tugs, taking his lover apart piece by piece.
“Ohhh . . . please,” the boy begged, uncaring that he sounded desperate.
“Hush, my love. We have all night before us,” Adam murmured against his skin.
Moving slowly, Adam advanced them towards the bed until the back of Tommy’s knees hit the side of the mattress, halting their progress. Being tilted slightly off balance, Tommy lost his footing and landed on his back, pulling Adam down on top of him to the satin coverlet.
Sprawled together in a deliciously undignified heap, Adam made the most of their “accident” and pinned him effortlessly, mounting Tommy’s hips and holding him down. The vampire’s lips claimed his in a messy kiss, deep and wet and luscious. The amount of venom flooding his system was overwhelming, like a sharp rush of adrenalin. The sweetness and euphoria was like a drug high. Tommy’s body went completely slack.
“You need a lot of it,” Adam said quietly in explanation. “I won’t let you feel pain this time.”
Tommy didn’t bother to ask what Adam meant. He already knew. And right now, he needed Adam like he needed air to survive.
“Remember to breathe, little one. No need for you to pass out. I want you to feel it all,” Adam chuckled, kissing his way down to where the young man’s thickened shaft lay flush against his belly, moisture beading at the tip.
Cool hands took a firm grip of his hips and Tommy could feel the fangs as they descended, grazing sharp and arousing along his skin. A normal man might’ve been more scared with something so sharp near his cock, but Tommy felt oddly at ease, completely trusting. Adam wouldn’t harm him. He’d never been more certain of anything.
Abruptly, the creature shifted against him, removing the bottle of lube from the bedside table. It was right where he’d left it the night before. Tommy lifted his head to see Adam coating his fingers with the slick substance. The fingerless gloves had come off at some point, though the musician had no idea when.
After a moment’s pause, the next thing Tommy felt was cold, wet fingers probing his entrance. The soreness in his ass had disappeared much like his fear, ebbing away unheeded to leave only heady sweetness in its wake. The venomous kiss had sent his senses reeling, his body tingled and shivered from the rush of emotion.
Tender fingers circled slowly, coaxing the muscles to relax and accept his touch. Tommy gasped for air, knowing what was coming next. He couldn’t suppress the moan that escaped his lips as Adam pushed his index finger in, filling him full with one smooth slide.
Fisting the sheets, Tommy opened his legs wider, hips gyrating and grinding down, fucking himself on Adam’s finger. Impatient for more, he sighed in relief when the tip of a second finger joined the first. God, he wanted . . . how he wanted. And he got it, when another finger slipped inside to stretch him open. The boy’s whimpers turned to loud moans as Adam started finger-fucking deeply, crooking them with every inward stroke.
Fangs dragging lightly along the skin at the base of Tommy’s cock sent hot shivers racing over his body. Adam’s mouth scraped the milky white skin of his groin with his teeth, right where the femoral artery runs near the surface.
‘He’s not going to…’ was the only thing Tommy had time to think before the devil sank his fangs into the soft skin near his cock. They pierced the vein dead on.
The haze of venom had already weakened and Tommy screamed in pain, flinching roughly at the sharp stab that stung him through. But the hurt only lasted for a lightning second, replaced immediately by another feeling taking over. It was pure bliss, a kaleidoscope of feeling and sensation unlike anything he’d ever felt before. Like being injected with a syringe of the purest cocaine, Tommy’s lower body convulsed as euphoric spasms rocked through while Adam gently sucked his blood.
Fingers stroking him deep inside met with tongue and fangs and lips along his cock. It was like a powerful orgasm that went on forever, no end in sight. Every touch, each thrust created the feeling of peaking without achieving actual release. For a brief moment, Tommy thought he might not be able to live through such excruciating pleasure. It was clear why Adam reminded him to breathe. If not, he’d have passed out from the intensity.
Seconds lengthened into minutes and Tommy shuddered all over, desperate for oxygen. Between gasps and pants and trying to breathe, he screamed Adam’s name time and again, like a twisted prayer of thanksgiving. He barely registered when his lover inserted a fourth slick finger inside his clenching hole, stretching him open beyond capacity.
“Fuuuuuck . . .” the blond groaned brokenly. He felt as if he might pass out.
Adam withdrew his fangs, softly laving the small wounds with his tongue. As he did, the orgasmic spasms slowly subsided. The creature continued massaging inside his hole, fingers pushing back and forth brushing against his sweet spot. Tommy's breath hitched with the additional preparation. It was tight, but he was so relaxed it didn’t burn at all.
After a moment, Adam eased his fingers slowly out, earning a displeased whine from his boy. Tommy’s cock lay rigid and leaking, leaving a pool of white on his belly.
“I’m going to heal these now,” Adam murmured, and Tommy lifted his head from the pillows to watch Adam bite the tip of his index finger open with a long fang.
Placing the bleeding finger just above the little holes he’d made, Adam allowed a few drops of dark red blood to fall atop the open wounds. Tommy’s flesh tingled, like a searing feeling from the inside out. When he licked the skin clean again, the cuts had disappeared, completely healed.
‘Vampire blood . . . its miraculous.’ Adam’s thoughts translated across space to Tommy’s brain, communicated in the same way as when the pair first met.
The beautiful angel with jet-black hair smirked a little at showing off his magical abilities, lust still shining in his eyes like a sultry, silver light. Crawling, Adam made his way upwards, kissing and licking his way along the svelte body beneath him. Reaching Tommy’s mouth, Adam demanded entrance, drawing him into a heady kiss. Tongues tangling together, Tommy could taste the coppery edge of the sweet wine flavour that was Adam’s mouth.
Wrapping his arms tight around his lover, Tommy opened his legs as wide as he could, drawing the strong body ever closer, as the taste of salvation filled his mouth. Close but still not enough, the blond could feel Adam’s answering shift of body, hands moving between them to slick his cock with lube.
Firm hands took hold of slim hips and Adam’s huge cock pushed inside in one easy thrust. So relaxed from his earlier pleasure, Tommy sank into the pillows, taking Adam in deep, accepting him fully without burn or discomfort, in a union that beautifully satisfied. He felt only the blunt pressure as his lover sunk in to the hilt, Tommy’s hole stretching open to accommodate the girth.
“Adam…” Tommy whined into the kiss, digging fingernails into his angel’s back.
“Patience, baby . . .” Adam soothed, nipping swollen lips with his fangs.
Tommy felt delirious, he was so close, cock ready to explode. It seemed Adam knew it, quickly picking up the pace. Like a dance with angled, deep, rocking thrusts in and out; relentless pressure against his prostate was killing the blond, shattering what little composure he had left.
“I can’t, Adam, I . . . I need . . .” Tommy begged against cool lips.
The dark beauty snaked a hand between their bodies and took the boy’s rock hard flesh in his hand. A few skilled strokes and a couple more deep, sure thrusts, and Tommy was done for, coming hard and crying out his release.
As he reached the most intense peak of orgasm, shaking and screaming in ecstasy, Tommy registered a harsh intake of breath, hearing the vampire groan above him. Then there was a sharp, piercing stab in his neck as Adam struck, biting down to take him fully. Tommy could feel Adam’s enormous length pulsing in his ass, filling him, marking him internally, as he poured his seed inside him like an eruption. It was something new and different he hadn’t felt last night.
Adam continued to hold him, fangs embedded deep in his neck, sucking his blood. Tommy’s head started to feel dizzy, spinning wildly, as the vampire drew more blood from his body. Those torturous fangs sent flashes of heat, white-hot and blinding, through his small frame.
How could something as violent as biting feel so good? Why did it feel like he’d come home?
When Tommy was finally able to think again, he realized he must have briefly passed out. Adam was lying next to him, cleaning him with a warm wet cloth. Tommy tried to move, only to find his limbs were too shaky and weak to get up. Even his vision seemed slightly blurry around the edges.
“Shhh, Tommy Joe. Relax and let me take care of you,” Adam cooed in a soft tone above him.
The cloth disappeared and soon there was a tingling sensation on his neck. This time Tommy knew right away what was happening. Adam was healing the bite with drops of blood.
Tommy was certain the man would leave again, just like he’d left the night before. So the blond felt complete shock when his lovely angel came and lay down beside him, pulling him close to his chest. Adam tenderly tucked him into the blankets, just so that one blanket isolated Tommy from the coolness of the immortal’s body.
“I feel so tired,” Tommy’s voice was a barely audible whisper.
“Tommy, I need you to do what I say,” Adam said gently, as he pulled Tommy even closer so the man’s face rested in the crook of his neck.
Tommy tried to open his eyes more. His lover smelled like heaven, and it even seemed that the vampire didn’t sweat at all, his skin soft and dry beneath the human’s fingers. He faintly saw how Adam made a cut into his own pale neck with a ring he’d taken off earlier. Dark red liquid pooled at the small gash.
‘Does he want me to…?’ Tommy wondered silently.
Hearing the man’s thoughts, “Yes. I want you to drink, baby,” the raven-haired beauty commanded, leaving no room for argument.
And there was no reason to argue. Tommy would do anything this breathtaking man wanted. He was too tired and weak to question it, or to feel grossed-out about it. Only one question lingered.
“What will it do to me?” Tommy asked tentatively.
“It will restore your strength, help you recover while you sleep,” Adam reassured him.
The large man cradled Tommy’s head, angling it so his lips could reach his neck and touch the open wound. Lips fastening onto cold skin, Tommy sucked at the small drops of fresh blood and swallowed them down, no hesitation.
The sweet taste immediately filled his mouth, the same flavour as Adam’s kisses, only much stronger, richer. Tommy had never used drugs, but ingesting hardcore narcotics must have been what drinking Adam’s blood felt like.
When it hit, it came suddenly, the rush like the first time Adam kissed him, a fire racing through his veins. It was intensely pleasurable. Wanting it to continue, Tommy kept tonguing Adam’s neck. Instead of just sucking, he started kissing the wound, tenderly rolling the tip of his tongue around on it. The act earned a loud gasp from his angel.
Having no idea how long he’d been drinking, Tommy felt the cut magically close under his lips. As it healed completely, he licked the skin clean, till long after the sweet taste had vanished. Forcing his eyes open, Tommy noticed his blurriness of vision had already dissipated. The room was bright and clear again. Still, he felt weary, body succumbing to a heavy stupor.
“Sleep, Tommy Joe. All is well,” Adam instructed, his words warm and loving. Sky-blue eyes sparkled like stars, lips curving in a delicate smile.
Everything was just fine.
Tommy felt an overwhelming sense of peace fill every fibre of his being. There was no pain. His body hummed in contentment and his heart no longer ached . . . ached like it had for two decades. The years of agony were gone, replaced by irresistible warmth and happiness. Warmth and happiness created by cool hands, ice-blue eyes, and velvet lips.
Maybe it was possible to fix his shattered soul, after all. It only required a leap of faith . . . a jump over the precipice into the unknown . . .
Tommy surrendered to all of it, and fell asleep in Adam’s arms.
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TBC . . .