Connected Part 9
I would've posted this earlier but I was without internet last weekend but anyways here is the new chapter of connected. Let me know what you guys think :) I always appreciate your comments. I'm writing chapter 10 and hopefully that will be up soon too probably sometime next week.
Title: Connected, Part 9/?
Author:
randysgirl_645
Challenge Words: Summer Challenge-Knife - Lips - Blood
Characters:Brian Kinney, Justin Taylor, Chris Hobbes, Jennifer Taylor and Craig Taylor
Rating:R/NC-17
Word Count: 1,159
Warnings: AU Vampire B/J fic is that considered a warning? Lol.
Summary: Brian has nightmares about something.
Author’s Note: This is my first Vampire B/J fic, I’ve written other AU fics but never anything like this so hopefully you all will like this and if not let me know constructively ;) This was written for the 3 little words challenge on the queensoftarts community. Thanks to my beta faramirhaldir .
After his meeting with Nicolas that night…
Chris was biding his time; he was parked outside the Taylor house and was waiting for the right moment in his car. His master had given him specific instructions and he meant to accomplish them.
He felt nervous about what he was going to do. So many questions ran through his head; what if he got caught? What if something went wrong? But he knew that nothing could go wrong because his head would be on a platter if his master found out he had made a mistake.
Chris remembered the night he had met Nicolas Di Luco, it was at a dinner party that his dad’s construction company was throwing. Nicolas was one of the partners at the company and everyone at the company thought he was mysterious because he was only around in the evening; very few of the partners had met him.
That night Nicolas had followed him to the men’s restroom and had been startled when Nicolas had attacked Chris’s neck with his mouth. He had felt the sharp pain of the fangs Nicolas had sunk deep into his neck, he slowly felt his life going away and when he was almost dead, Nicolas had made him his mind slave and from then on he served his master in whatever purpose he needed.
Tonight’s purpose was one he was going to enjoy.
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He needed to get out. Needed it like he needed air.
Justin had come back home from Brian’s loft to find out that his mom had betrayed him. She had told his father he was gay and that she was pretty sure that he had been at his boyfriend’s house when he hadn’t come back from school. To make things worse they knew he had been suspended.
“Why did you tell him?” Justin exclaimed for the 100th time to his mom.
“He needed to know,” Jennifer explained to him.
“That’s fucking lame!” Justin yelled at her.
“Justin! Don’t talk to your mom like that,” his father told him.
Justin said nothing and shook his head.
“I want to know who this kid is so that I call his parents,” Craig said.
“He’s not a kid, he’s a man,” Justin admitted.
“A man?” his mother said surprised.
“Then I’m gonna call the police to have that faggot arrested,” Craig said.
It was like his father had slapped him, “Then why don’t you call the police on me too being that I’m a faggot too, Dad.”
His father slapped him. His father had never slapped him.
“Craig!” Jennifer yelled.
“It’s okay, Mom, let him slap me but it won’t change that I’m still your queer son,” With that Justin walked to the front door.
“JUSTIN!!” His father roared but he ignored him and slammed the door behind him.
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Chris watched as Justin got out of the house, his moment was almost there.
“Justin!” He heard Jennifer Taylor call to Justin.
Chris saw Justin turn around to face his mother. He could tell that Justin had been fighting with his parents, his face was really red and he was trying really hard not to cry.
“What mom?” Justin asked her wearily.
“Come back inside, I promise you, your dad won’t get upset again.”
“Like you promised that you wouldn’t tell? No, I’m not going inside that house.”
Jennifer looked like she wanted to argue some more with her son but Chris saw her shoulders droop in defeat.
“Please at least call me when you’re ready to come back home.”
Justin only nodded and kept walking away from his mom and his childhood home. He knew where he was going to go and who he was going to see.
Chris watched as Jennifer went back inside the house and then he started his car and followed Justin, when he was out of sight from the Taylor’s house; he got out of the car and snuck up behind Justin.
Justin turned around and saw him but before he could say anything, Chris hit him in the face.
Having had Brian’s blood it only took him a few seconds to recover from the blow and he hit Chris back with quite some force. Chris stumbled a few steps back.
“What are you doing here, Chris?”
“That’s for me to know and for you to find out.”
“Look, I don’t want any trouble so just leave.”
“Sorry I can’t do that,” Chris said and this time he hit Justin hard in the gut. Justin was caught off guard and made an mmph sound and Chris struck at him again and again; before Justin passed out he uttered Brian’s name.
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Brian was at Babylon seeking out his trick of the night. He spotted a guy with big muscles, blue green eyes and brown hair; who was dancing on the dance floor. He would do, Brian thought. Brian started dancing with him, enticing the trick with all of his own tricks.
He moved them towards the backroom and pushed the trick against a wall that was hidden in a corner. His hunger tonight was voracious.
He pushed his own tight black pants down as well as the trick’s, pushed two of his fingers into the trick’s asshole preparing him, then he put on a condom and pushed in.
Brian closed his eyes as he began pumping in and out of the trick’s ass, he envisioned blue eyes and blond hair soft to the touch, a hot mouth clamp on his bleeding wrist as it eagerly drank his blood. He imagined himself plunging his fangs into that milk white skin where his neck met his shoulder.
Brian fucked the trick hard and bit into the guy’s neck, satisfying his bloodlust and his sex lust. He came with a loud grunt and the trick followed shortly after.
Brian pulled his pants back up and straightened his sleeveless black shirt.
“That was hot,” said the trick.
“Uh huh,” Brian said and before the trick could say anything else he was gone.
He heard his name as clearly as if someone had spoken it but no one was around. He was alone in the parking lot. Justin was in trouble, it was him that had uttered his name.
He didn’t bother getting his car it would only slow him down; with all of his supernatural speed he left.
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Title: Connected, Part 9/?
Author:
randysgirl_645
Challenge Words: Summer Challenge-Knife - Lips - Blood
Characters:Brian Kinney, Justin Taylor, Chris Hobbes, Jennifer Taylor and Craig Taylor
Rating:R/NC-17
Word Count: 1,159
Warnings: AU Vampire B/J fic is that considered a warning? Lol.
Summary: Brian has nightmares about something.
Author’s Note: This is my first Vampire B/J fic, I’ve written other AU fics but never anything like this so hopefully you all will like this and if not let me know constructively ;) This was written for the 3 little words challenge on the queensoftarts community. Thanks to my beta faramirhaldir .
After his meeting with Nicolas that night…
Chris was biding his time; he was parked outside the Taylor house and was waiting for the right moment in his car. His master had given him specific instructions and he meant to accomplish them.
He felt nervous about what he was going to do. So many questions ran through his head; what if he got caught? What if something went wrong? But he knew that nothing could go wrong because his head would be on a platter if his master found out he had made a mistake.
Chris remembered the night he had met Nicolas Di Luco, it was at a dinner party that his dad’s construction company was throwing. Nicolas was one of the partners at the company and everyone at the company thought he was mysterious because he was only around in the evening; very few of the partners had met him.
That night Nicolas had followed him to the men’s restroom and had been startled when Nicolas had attacked Chris’s neck with his mouth. He had felt the sharp pain of the fangs Nicolas had sunk deep into his neck, he slowly felt his life going away and when he was almost dead, Nicolas had made him his mind slave and from then on he served his master in whatever purpose he needed.
Tonight’s purpose was one he was going to enjoy.
*************************************************************************************
He needed to get out. Needed it like he needed air.
Justin had come back home from Brian’s loft to find out that his mom had betrayed him. She had told his father he was gay and that she was pretty sure that he had been at his boyfriend’s house when he hadn’t come back from school. To make things worse they knew he had been suspended.
“Why did you tell him?” Justin exclaimed for the 100th time to his mom.
“He needed to know,” Jennifer explained to him.
“That’s fucking lame!” Justin yelled at her.
“Justin! Don’t talk to your mom like that,” his father told him.
Justin said nothing and shook his head.
“I want to know who this kid is so that I call his parents,” Craig said.
“He’s not a kid, he’s a man,” Justin admitted.
“A man?” his mother said surprised.
“Then I’m gonna call the police to have that faggot arrested,” Craig said.
It was like his father had slapped him, “Then why don’t you call the police on me too being that I’m a faggot too, Dad.”
His father slapped him. His father had never slapped him.
“Craig!” Jennifer yelled.
“It’s okay, Mom, let him slap me but it won’t change that I’m still your queer son,” With that Justin walked to the front door.
“JUSTIN!!” His father roared but he ignored him and slammed the door behind him.
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Chris watched as Justin got out of the house, his moment was almost there.
“Justin!” He heard Jennifer Taylor call to Justin.
Chris saw Justin turn around to face his mother. He could tell that Justin had been fighting with his parents, his face was really red and he was trying really hard not to cry.
“What mom?” Justin asked her wearily.
“Come back inside, I promise you, your dad won’t get upset again.”
“Like you promised that you wouldn’t tell? No, I’m not going inside that house.”
Jennifer looked like she wanted to argue some more with her son but Chris saw her shoulders droop in defeat.
“Please at least call me when you’re ready to come back home.”
Justin only nodded and kept walking away from his mom and his childhood home. He knew where he was going to go and who he was going to see.
Chris watched as Jennifer went back inside the house and then he started his car and followed Justin, when he was out of sight from the Taylor’s house; he got out of the car and snuck up behind Justin.
Justin turned around and saw him but before he could say anything, Chris hit him in the face.
Having had Brian’s blood it only took him a few seconds to recover from the blow and he hit Chris back with quite some force. Chris stumbled a few steps back.
“What are you doing here, Chris?”
“That’s for me to know and for you to find out.”
“Look, I don’t want any trouble so just leave.”
“Sorry I can’t do that,” Chris said and this time he hit Justin hard in the gut. Justin was caught off guard and made an mmph sound and Chris struck at him again and again; before Justin passed out he uttered Brian’s name.
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Brian was at Babylon seeking out his trick of the night. He spotted a guy with big muscles, blue green eyes and brown hair; who was dancing on the dance floor. He would do, Brian thought. Brian started dancing with him, enticing the trick with all of his own tricks.
He moved them towards the backroom and pushed the trick against a wall that was hidden in a corner. His hunger tonight was voracious.
He pushed his own tight black pants down as well as the trick’s, pushed two of his fingers into the trick’s asshole preparing him, then he put on a condom and pushed in.
Brian closed his eyes as he began pumping in and out of the trick’s ass, he envisioned blue eyes and blond hair soft to the touch, a hot mouth clamp on his bleeding wrist as it eagerly drank his blood. He imagined himself plunging his fangs into that milk white skin where his neck met his shoulder.
Brian fucked the trick hard and bit into the guy’s neck, satisfying his bloodlust and his sex lust. He came with a loud grunt and the trick followed shortly after.
Brian pulled his pants back up and straightened his sleeveless black shirt.
“That was hot,” said the trick.
“Uh huh,” Brian said and before the trick could say anything else he was gone.
He heard his name as clearly as if someone had spoken it but no one was around. He was alone in the parking lot. Justin was in trouble, it was him that had uttered his name.
He didn’t bother getting his car it would only slow him down; with all of his supernatural speed he left.
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