Happy Halloween!
Title: Love Letter
Genre: Romantic Comedy
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Sakuraiba
Note: Halloween fic at the request of laurachan2 . You can thank her for the wonderful pic prompt which led to this fic!
Sighing softly, Aiba opened his eyes to the dark room. Staring at the ceiling for a few minutes, he turned over to check the glowing fluorescent numbers on his alarm clock that read 19:00. He sat up on his bed and yawning once, he scanned the dark room slowly. A rat scrambled away into a tiny hole in a corner as Aiba stood. Stretching his body, he walked over to the calendar hanging on the wall.
“31st, so it’s the Halloween,” he muttered to himself scratching his stomach, “another lonely year…”
Changing his clothes, he walked up the stairs, leading to the regular basement and then up to the modest house he kept for appearances. Another sigh escaped his lips as he stepped out into the cool evening. Tugging his black cape closer to his body, he strolled down the streets in leisure.
Halloween was the one day he could walk amongst the mortals and not be annoyed by their silly attempts to destroy his kind. It was the day he could relax and “pretend” to be a vampire.
“Stupid mortals… they’re amusing, yet annoying at the same time,” Aiba muttered as he walked down a busy street filled with costumed people and colorful bars and clubs.
On one of the clubs a bright flashing sign advertised boldly, ‘NO COVER CHARGE for early costumed customers’. Aiba flared his cape at the bouncer and flashed his fangs. The bouncer nodded, “Impressive costume… those fangs almost look real! Now, if you’d let me see your ID, I can verify your age.”
Aiba bowed to the bouncer curtly, “Ah, but tonight I won’t be drinking alcohol… I’m after a whole different kind of drink…”
The bouncer shrugged and with a roll of his eyes, he stamped Aiba’s wrist, “Your choice. Go on in.”
Aiba walked into the thin crowd and seated himself in a far corner of the club where he can watch the dance floor and the bar conveniently.
As soon as he sat down a waiter walked up to him, “Hi. My name is Sho and I’ll be serving you today. What can I get you?”
Aiba was distracted by the voice and smiled at the waiter, “Water for now, please.”
Sho nodded his head and walked away, feeling several pairs of eyes following him. Aiba almost giggled as he watched the waiter walk away, his tiny maid costume enhancing his well-endowed butt.
Aiba gave his most seductive smile to the waiter as Sho set a glass of water in front of him. Before Sho could retract his fingers, Aiba captured them gently in his hands, “Ah… what pretty fingers you have…”
Sho shook his head and pulled his hands away, “Hands off, you perv. No touching!”
Aiba’s eyes went wide as he watched Sho walk away from him, “Eh? The smile didn’t work on him? But why? My smile melts even a person with the coldest heart!”
With a pout, Aiba sipped his water slowly and watched the club fill with people. Music changed from mellow tunes to heart pounding drums and guitars. Wincing at the change, he continued watching the crowd, “Too bad securing prey has become tougher in the modern day.”
His water was filled by the waiter for the nth time in silence. Aiba just smiled at him and continued to look at the couples on the dance floor.
Aiba could hear the blood pounding in their veins. He licked his fangs slowly as he zeroed in on a girl. He absolutely hated the taste of blood; he didn’t like the smell or the metallic taste that invaded his senses. If he were to accidentally find a diseased prey, the blood revolted him. However, in order to survive he hunted every night without fail.
He’d hold his breath and drink until satiated. He had no choice in the matter. His mother had once told him that when he finds the right person, he’ll enjoy the gift of blood given to him; however, she failed to mention how long Aiba had to wait to find this right person!
Sho sighed softly and swatted at another hand that pinched his butt. He was really getting tired of the catcalls and the manhandling. If he survived this night, he’d personally strangle the owner. After all, it was the owner’s brilliant idea that waiters dress up as maids, waitresses dress as medieval pages, the bouncers as transforming werewolves and finally the bartenders had to be dressed as smutty barmaids. No one in the club had escaped the owner’s insanity, including the back end staff - the cooks, dishwashers and busboys were in troll costumes.
Massaging his head gently, Sho grabbed a pitcher of water and went to refill the water in his first customer’s glass. He was intrigued by the guy in the vampire costume. Other than grabbing his hand once, he had behaved like a perfect gentleman. In fact he had completely ignored Sho, which irked him, for reasons he didn’t want to contemplate for the time being.
Pouring the water, Sho watched the vampire from under his lashes. He followed the vampire’s eyes and frowned at the girl dressed as the little red riding hood. Huffing softly, Sho walked back to the bar, glaring daggers at the girl, “What’s so great about a woman dressed in red? Men are all pigs I tell you… you and I are the only exceptions Jun-chan!” he yelled over the screaming music to the bartender in a purple Victorian era dress.
Sho frowned as he watched his vampire stand up and walk to the dance floor. He didn’t even realize when he started calling the vampire his, but he certainly didn’t like the way the lady was touching the vampire’s shoulders.
Throwing in his apron on the bar counter, Sho waved to Jun, “I’m taking my break!”
Aiba smiled as he asked the lady dressed as the little red riding hood for a dance. With his charm, of course he expected her to agree to him. However, he was slightly disgusted at how easily the woman fell for him. His disgust was well-hidden as they wrapped arms around each other, dancing.
The woman - he couldn’t remember her name anymore - smiled at him and whispered softly, “Perhaps we should find a…. more private place?”
Aiba stared at the woman, ‘Have some decency woman! Ah who cares… blood is blood…quite horrible to taste and so essential… and I’m hungry!’ Shrugging, Aiba smiled at the woman, flashing his fangs, “A more private place… to bite you?”
The woman laughed softly, gripping Aiba’s shoulder, she led him outside and to the side of the building. The lady stopped as they arrived on an empty corner in the alley next to the club. Sighing softly, she smiled at Aiba and wrapped her arms around his neck. Aiba went willingly into her embrace and kissed her chastely, replacing the memories of the chaste kiss with a passionate one, ‘Why do people bother with these… mechanisms they call seduction and foreplay anyway… can’t they just get down to business?’
Aiba let his hands roam the lady’s backside as he bent over and licked her neck. Her jugular veins popped up under his tongue, pounding with rushing blood. Smiling with satisfaction, on being able to coax the veins to outline themselves, he delicately sank his fangs into the veins. He ignored the moan of pleasure that escaped from the lady as the blood rushed into his mouth.
Aiba pulled away from the lady in disgust as the first drop of blood hit his tongue. He closed the pinprick sized wounds with a lick of his tongue and turned away to spit, ‘Eww… she has every disease imaginable! I’ve never tasted such foul blood before!!!’
The lady was still panting, recovering from Aiba’s ‘love making’ as Aiba stepped away from her. It was then that a movement caught his eye. Twirling around, he glanced up to see Sho staring wide-eyed at them.
With a gasp, Sho turned away from the window and ran to the door, “Oh my god… I can’t believe I just saw … what I think I saw…”
Aiba’s ears twitched as he heard Sho’s gasp of surprise. Letting out a growl, Aiba jumped and caught the edge of the windowsill and hoisted himself into the tiny room. Sho was trying to open the jammed door when Aiba landed inside in a crouching position.
At the thud, Sho paused and turned around, his heart pounding loudly, “You… how did you get up here?”
Aiba smirked as he watched Sho like a cornered prey. He stood up and walked over to Sho like a stalking predator, “The window can be accessed if you jump high enough…”
Sho blinked as his mind refused to believe Aiba, ‘This is the third floor… how the hell can anyone jump high enough to catch the windowsill!’
“Now you’ll answer my question… what did you see below?” Aiba asked as he cornered Sho against the door. Sho’s eyes went wide, again, as Aiba placed his hands against the door, trapping him between them.
Sho shook his head vehemently, “N-nothing really…”
Aiba raised an eyebrow, moving closer, bringing his face inches away from Sho, “Really?”
Sho gulped and averted his eyes with a blush, “Well… umm… you guys were just… making out…”
Aiba smiled, letting go of the breath he had been holding, “My, my, don’t you look pretty when you blush like that!”
Sho gasped, patting his cheeks, staring directly into Aiba’s eyes, ‘Blushing… but how can he tell… there is barely enough street light coming to illuminate the room!’
Aiba touched Sho’s right earlobe, that made Sho gasp again and curl his toes, ‘Oh my, what is this… he is sensitive here?’ Laughing softly, Aiba closed the distance between them and teasingly nipped on Sho’s earlobe with his teeth.
An unexpected moan escaped Sho before he clamped his hands over his mouth, “Ah… that…”
Aiba laughed softly and whispered, “You like me… don’t you Sho?”
Sho blushed and shook his head in denial, “No… why would I like a stranger that I met a couple of hours ago pouring water?”
Aiba whispered again fitting their bodies against each other, “Because I can feel your arousal and smell your excitement… you want me Sho.”
Sho bit his lip once and moved closer to Aiba, ‘what’s one kiss gonna do? No harm done… and I bet he is a horrible kisser … that should satisfy my curiosity about him…’ Taking a deep breath, Sho closed his eyes and puckering up, planted a soft kiss on Aiba’s lips.
Aiba smiled gently at the innocent kiss, but the smile lasted only a second as desire rushed through his body. Gasping softly, he hugged Sho tightly, parting his lips and turning the innocent kiss to passion.
Sho moaned softly into Aiba’s lips and thrust his tongue into Aiba’s mouth in a sweeping motion. Innocence long gone, Sho ran his fingers along Aiba’s back - underneath the cape, ‘How can a single kiss be so intoxicating? I want more… I can’t help myself!’
Neither of them knew when they slid to the hardwood floors. Their minds were filled with hands, fingers, mouth, lips and tongue. In a frenzy Aiba threw his cape aside and unzipped his pants looking into Sho’s eyes and panting hard, “I want you Sho-chan!”
Sho gulped and nodded his head, commonsense was no longer dominating in his mind, instead emotions, feelings and senses were ruling him. As Aiba kneeled over him, his strong thighs trapping Sho under him, Sho went on his elbows to help unbuckle and unzip Aiba’s pants. His face colored a pretty pink as Aiba’s pants went to his knees, along with the boxers, revealing an erect and eager member.
Gasping at the erection, Sho looked up into Aiba’s eyes, “Y-you’re…”
At Sho’s blush, Aiba sat back on his feet, “Yes… I am… and all because of you…”
Sho licked his lips, the tiny movement making Aiba moan with anticipation, and gently grasped Aiba’s length in his warm fingers. The gasp encouraged Sho to stroke Aiba experimentally.
Throwing his head back, Aiba enjoyed Sho’s ministrations until every thought, except making Sho his, flew out of his mind, “Sho-chan…i-if you continue…like that…ahhhh… I can’t …. ahhhh…. I’m going to embarrass … myself… horribly!”
Sho’s fingers stopped stroking Aiba and with a grin he looked up at Aiba, “You like that?”
Growling softly, Aiba pounced on Sho again, locking their lips in another long, passionate kiss; their tongues dueling for domination. After what seemed like ages to both of them, Aiba pulled away from Sho’s face and smiled down at him, “Your turn…”
Sho looked at Aiba confused, “My turn? For what?”
Aiba grinned and pushing Sho to lie down on his back, he pulled Sho’s leg up, “I’ve wanted to strip your stockings slowly… since I first laid my eyes on you this evening.”
Sho blushed and shook his head, “But… its just stockings… and you’ll just find my legs…”
Aiba smiled mischievously as he unhooked the garters. With a grin, Aiba bent over, practically burying his face near Sho’s crotch as he gripped the stocking in his teeth. Taking a deep breath, he pulled the stocking down Sho’s leg with his teeth. Unexpectedly, one of Aiba’s fangs sank into the soft material and ripped the stocking, along with marking Sho’s thigh in a thin red angry line, “Ah, sorry. I didn’t mean to destroy the stocking!”
Aiba straightened immediately, but a single thread of the stocking stuck on his fang tore the rest of the stocking. Aiba immediately tried to stop it, but his long fingernails were of no help. With a pout Aiba held the completely irreparable stocking in his hand, “Sorry…”
Sho smiled, “No… this way, the owner might stop making us dress up in weird costumes during Halloween.”
Aiba laughed at the comment, “But you are such an adorable maid Sho-chan!”
Sho blushed at the compliment, “I’m normally dressed in my jeans… this is… a once a year deal!”
Aiba had already unhooked the second stocking and was working on removing it, “Sho-chan… you’re so… hairy!”
“Stop staring at my legs!”
Aiba grinned and stopped removing the stocking, “Oh… then perhaps I should be looking elsewhere?”
Sho was giving that statement serious consideration when Aiba flipped over Sho’s tiny skirt, “Oooh… what do we have here? This is definitely worth staring at…”
Sho squealed and tried to cover his painful erection beneath his briefs, “S-stop that!”
Aiba laughed and pushed Sho’s hands away and pulled his briefs down, “You’re as eager as I am for this Sho-chan!”
Sho groaned as his eyes fell on Aiba’s erection again. All thoughts were again focused on pleasure as he felt Aiba’s fingers wrap around his member.
Aiba leaned forward to kiss Sho again and groaned as their erections rubbed against each other, “Sho-chan, I can’t wait much longer!”
Sho nodded his head in consent, “I agree… neither can I!”
Aiba positioned himself against Sho’s entrance and was about to push himself into Sho as a thought occurred, “Sho-chan you aren’t a girl!”
Sho looked at Aiba completely lost at the statement, “Er… That’s obvious… isn’t it?”
Aiba shook his head, “No I meant… you’ll be dry!!”
It took a lot of unavailable brain power to realize what Aiba was talking about, “Ah… there’s lotion… on the dresser…”
Aiba’s eyes fell on the dresser where an array of moisturizers and creams were arranged neatly, ‘Why does he need so many lotions?’ The question, however, was filed for later as he wobbled, dragging his pants with him, to the dresser and grabbed a random bottle of lotion. He wobbled back, still dragging his pants with him, applying the lotion - why waste time? - to Sho, who was looking with hunger and impatience at him.
By the time he joined Sho on the floor, Aiba was fully lubricated and ready to go. With a grin, he positioned himself over Sho’s entrance again, “Ready?”
Sho nodded his head, clutching the ends of his dress, “Y-yes…”
In a move, which was perfected over centuries, Aiba entered Sho. He expected warm pleasure to envelope him, but Aiba was not prepared for the stars that exploded in his head at the contact, “Ahhhh……..”
Sho whimpered and closed his eyes, clutching at Aiba’s forearms, “So good…”
After a moment of stillness, Aiba went into a flurry of motion, pounding into Sho’s body, bringing them both close to the edge of their consciousness. Aiba panted into Sho’s ears whispering softly as Sho’s fingernails marked Aiba’s back, “Trust me Sho-chan?”
Sho simply nodded, unable to speak as he rode the pleasure, knowing he will be climaxing any moment.
At Sho’s consent, Aiba smiled and sank his fangs into Sho’s jugular the moment Sho exploded. Blood flowed into Aiba’s mouth. The taste was intoxicating. For the first time in his life, the blood was sweet and fragrant. There wasn’t a trace of sour, metallic taste lingering in his mouth.
Groaning softly, Aiba lapped up the life-giving blood as Sho writhed under him in pleasure. Reluctantly he closed the marks with the sweep of his tongue and thrust into Sho one last time, giving himself up to the ecstasy as he exploded inside Sho.
Panting softly he opened his eyes reluctantly to stare at Sho, who had finally gone still beneath him. Smiling in satisfaction, Aiba pulled out of Sho and kissed Sho’s cheek.
Sho’s eyelids fluttered, “You… make me… dizzy… yet I don’t even know your name…”
Aiba smiled as he rolled off of Sho, “Well, my name is Aiba Masaki.”
However, Sho was already snoring softly, making Aiba giggle, “You’re so cute Sho-chan. And you’re all mine. I can’t believe I finally found my mate!”
Aiba wrapped his arms around Sho and curled up on the floor for a while, contentment pervading his senses. After centuries of loneliness he had been granted the gift of a mate. He couldn’t believe his fortune. Reluctantly, he let go of Sho as he felt dawn coming upon the world.
Licking the marks on Sho’s neck one last time, which had already turned into a pronounced hiccie, Aiba cleaned both of them. He carried Sho to the single bed in the corner and gently placing them there, he searched the room for a piece of paper to pen a note.
He stuck the note under a vase of blushing dahlias and with a smile, jumped out of the window and headed to his house.
Dear Sho-chan,
I’m so happy to have met you finally. I thank my lucky stars for leading me to this club last night. I have to thank for everything last night and your gift is invaluable to me. I think you should move in with me. It would be convenient for us that way. We can discuss your moving in process when I drop in tonight. Don’t try to hide my mark though, I like looking at it. Also, take plenty of rest and eat a lot!!
With love,
Your soul mate.
[The End]
Thoughts?
Genre: Romantic Comedy
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Sakuraiba
Note: Halloween fic at the request of laurachan2 . You can thank her for the wonderful pic prompt which led to this fic!
Sighing softly, Aiba opened his eyes to the dark room. Staring at the ceiling for a few minutes, he turned over to check the glowing fluorescent numbers on his alarm clock that read 19:00. He sat up on his bed and yawning once, he scanned the dark room slowly. A rat scrambled away into a tiny hole in a corner as Aiba stood. Stretching his body, he walked over to the calendar hanging on the wall.
“31st, so it’s the Halloween,” he muttered to himself scratching his stomach, “another lonely year…”
Changing his clothes, he walked up the stairs, leading to the regular basement and then up to the modest house he kept for appearances. Another sigh escaped his lips as he stepped out into the cool evening. Tugging his black cape closer to his body, he strolled down the streets in leisure.
Halloween was the one day he could walk amongst the mortals and not be annoyed by their silly attempts to destroy his kind. It was the day he could relax and “pretend” to be a vampire.
“Stupid mortals… they’re amusing, yet annoying at the same time,” Aiba muttered as he walked down a busy street filled with costumed people and colorful bars and clubs.
On one of the clubs a bright flashing sign advertised boldly, ‘NO COVER CHARGE for early costumed customers’. Aiba flared his cape at the bouncer and flashed his fangs. The bouncer nodded, “Impressive costume… those fangs almost look real! Now, if you’d let me see your ID, I can verify your age.”
Aiba bowed to the bouncer curtly, “Ah, but tonight I won’t be drinking alcohol… I’m after a whole different kind of drink…”
The bouncer shrugged and with a roll of his eyes, he stamped Aiba’s wrist, “Your choice. Go on in.”
Aiba walked into the thin crowd and seated himself in a far corner of the club where he can watch the dance floor and the bar conveniently.
As soon as he sat down a waiter walked up to him, “Hi. My name is Sho and I’ll be serving you today. What can I get you?”
Aiba was distracted by the voice and smiled at the waiter, “Water for now, please.”
Sho nodded his head and walked away, feeling several pairs of eyes following him. Aiba almost giggled as he watched the waiter walk away, his tiny maid costume enhancing his well-endowed butt.
Aiba gave his most seductive smile to the waiter as Sho set a glass of water in front of him. Before Sho could retract his fingers, Aiba captured them gently in his hands, “Ah… what pretty fingers you have…”
Sho shook his head and pulled his hands away, “Hands off, you perv. No touching!”
Aiba’s eyes went wide as he watched Sho walk away from him, “Eh? The smile didn’t work on him? But why? My smile melts even a person with the coldest heart!”
With a pout, Aiba sipped his water slowly and watched the club fill with people. Music changed from mellow tunes to heart pounding drums and guitars. Wincing at the change, he continued watching the crowd, “Too bad securing prey has become tougher in the modern day.”
His water was filled by the waiter for the nth time in silence. Aiba just smiled at him and continued to look at the couples on the dance floor.
Aiba could hear the blood pounding in their veins. He licked his fangs slowly as he zeroed in on a girl. He absolutely hated the taste of blood; he didn’t like the smell or the metallic taste that invaded his senses. If he were to accidentally find a diseased prey, the blood revolted him. However, in order to survive he hunted every night without fail.
He’d hold his breath and drink until satiated. He had no choice in the matter. His mother had once told him that when he finds the right person, he’ll enjoy the gift of blood given to him; however, she failed to mention how long Aiba had to wait to find this right person!
Sho sighed softly and swatted at another hand that pinched his butt. He was really getting tired of the catcalls and the manhandling. If he survived this night, he’d personally strangle the owner. After all, it was the owner’s brilliant idea that waiters dress up as maids, waitresses dress as medieval pages, the bouncers as transforming werewolves and finally the bartenders had to be dressed as smutty barmaids. No one in the club had escaped the owner’s insanity, including the back end staff - the cooks, dishwashers and busboys were in troll costumes.
Massaging his head gently, Sho grabbed a pitcher of water and went to refill the water in his first customer’s glass. He was intrigued by the guy in the vampire costume. Other than grabbing his hand once, he had behaved like a perfect gentleman. In fact he had completely ignored Sho, which irked him, for reasons he didn’t want to contemplate for the time being.
Pouring the water, Sho watched the vampire from under his lashes. He followed the vampire’s eyes and frowned at the girl dressed as the little red riding hood. Huffing softly, Sho walked back to the bar, glaring daggers at the girl, “What’s so great about a woman dressed in red? Men are all pigs I tell you… you and I are the only exceptions Jun-chan!” he yelled over the screaming music to the bartender in a purple Victorian era dress.
Sho frowned as he watched his vampire stand up and walk to the dance floor. He didn’t even realize when he started calling the vampire his, but he certainly didn’t like the way the lady was touching the vampire’s shoulders.
Throwing in his apron on the bar counter, Sho waved to Jun, “I’m taking my break!”
Aiba smiled as he asked the lady dressed as the little red riding hood for a dance. With his charm, of course he expected her to agree to him. However, he was slightly disgusted at how easily the woman fell for him. His disgust was well-hidden as they wrapped arms around each other, dancing.
The woman - he couldn’t remember her name anymore - smiled at him and whispered softly, “Perhaps we should find a…. more private place?”
Aiba stared at the woman, ‘Have some decency woman! Ah who cares… blood is blood…quite horrible to taste and so essential… and I’m hungry!’ Shrugging, Aiba smiled at the woman, flashing his fangs, “A more private place… to bite you?”
The woman laughed softly, gripping Aiba’s shoulder, she led him outside and to the side of the building. The lady stopped as they arrived on an empty corner in the alley next to the club. Sighing softly, she smiled at Aiba and wrapped her arms around his neck. Aiba went willingly into her embrace and kissed her chastely, replacing the memories of the chaste kiss with a passionate one, ‘Why do people bother with these… mechanisms they call seduction and foreplay anyway… can’t they just get down to business?’
Aiba let his hands roam the lady’s backside as he bent over and licked her neck. Her jugular veins popped up under his tongue, pounding with rushing blood. Smiling with satisfaction, on being able to coax the veins to outline themselves, he delicately sank his fangs into the veins. He ignored the moan of pleasure that escaped from the lady as the blood rushed into his mouth.
Aiba pulled away from the lady in disgust as the first drop of blood hit his tongue. He closed the pinprick sized wounds with a lick of his tongue and turned away to spit, ‘Eww… she has every disease imaginable! I’ve never tasted such foul blood before!!!’
The lady was still panting, recovering from Aiba’s ‘love making’ as Aiba stepped away from her. It was then that a movement caught his eye. Twirling around, he glanced up to see Sho staring wide-eyed at them.
With a gasp, Sho turned away from the window and ran to the door, “Oh my god… I can’t believe I just saw … what I think I saw…”
Aiba’s ears twitched as he heard Sho’s gasp of surprise. Letting out a growl, Aiba jumped and caught the edge of the windowsill and hoisted himself into the tiny room. Sho was trying to open the jammed door when Aiba landed inside in a crouching position.
At the thud, Sho paused and turned around, his heart pounding loudly, “You… how did you get up here?”
Aiba smirked as he watched Sho like a cornered prey. He stood up and walked over to Sho like a stalking predator, “The window can be accessed if you jump high enough…”
Sho blinked as his mind refused to believe Aiba, ‘This is the third floor… how the hell can anyone jump high enough to catch the windowsill!’
“Now you’ll answer my question… what did you see below?” Aiba asked as he cornered Sho against the door. Sho’s eyes went wide, again, as Aiba placed his hands against the door, trapping him between them.
Sho shook his head vehemently, “N-nothing really…”
Aiba raised an eyebrow, moving closer, bringing his face inches away from Sho, “Really?”
Sho gulped and averted his eyes with a blush, “Well… umm… you guys were just… making out…”
Aiba smiled, letting go of the breath he had been holding, “My, my, don’t you look pretty when you blush like that!”
Sho gasped, patting his cheeks, staring directly into Aiba’s eyes, ‘Blushing… but how can he tell… there is barely enough street light coming to illuminate the room!’
Aiba touched Sho’s right earlobe, that made Sho gasp again and curl his toes, ‘Oh my, what is this… he is sensitive here?’ Laughing softly, Aiba closed the distance between them and teasingly nipped on Sho’s earlobe with his teeth.
An unexpected moan escaped Sho before he clamped his hands over his mouth, “Ah… that…”
Aiba laughed softly and whispered, “You like me… don’t you Sho?”
Sho blushed and shook his head in denial, “No… why would I like a stranger that I met a couple of hours ago pouring water?”
Aiba whispered again fitting their bodies against each other, “Because I can feel your arousal and smell your excitement… you want me Sho.”
Sho bit his lip once and moved closer to Aiba, ‘what’s one kiss gonna do? No harm done… and I bet he is a horrible kisser … that should satisfy my curiosity about him…’ Taking a deep breath, Sho closed his eyes and puckering up, planted a soft kiss on Aiba’s lips.
Aiba smiled gently at the innocent kiss, but the smile lasted only a second as desire rushed through his body. Gasping softly, he hugged Sho tightly, parting his lips and turning the innocent kiss to passion.
Sho moaned softly into Aiba’s lips and thrust his tongue into Aiba’s mouth in a sweeping motion. Innocence long gone, Sho ran his fingers along Aiba’s back - underneath the cape, ‘How can a single kiss be so intoxicating? I want more… I can’t help myself!’
Neither of them knew when they slid to the hardwood floors. Their minds were filled with hands, fingers, mouth, lips and tongue. In a frenzy Aiba threw his cape aside and unzipped his pants looking into Sho’s eyes and panting hard, “I want you Sho-chan!”
Sho gulped and nodded his head, commonsense was no longer dominating in his mind, instead emotions, feelings and senses were ruling him. As Aiba kneeled over him, his strong thighs trapping Sho under him, Sho went on his elbows to help unbuckle and unzip Aiba’s pants. His face colored a pretty pink as Aiba’s pants went to his knees, along with the boxers, revealing an erect and eager member.
Gasping at the erection, Sho looked up into Aiba’s eyes, “Y-you’re…”
At Sho’s blush, Aiba sat back on his feet, “Yes… I am… and all because of you…”
Sho licked his lips, the tiny movement making Aiba moan with anticipation, and gently grasped Aiba’s length in his warm fingers. The gasp encouraged Sho to stroke Aiba experimentally.
Throwing his head back, Aiba enjoyed Sho’s ministrations until every thought, except making Sho his, flew out of his mind, “Sho-chan…i-if you continue…like that…ahhhh… I can’t …. ahhhh…. I’m going to embarrass … myself… horribly!”
Sho’s fingers stopped stroking Aiba and with a grin he looked up at Aiba, “You like that?”
Growling softly, Aiba pounced on Sho again, locking their lips in another long, passionate kiss; their tongues dueling for domination. After what seemed like ages to both of them, Aiba pulled away from Sho’s face and smiled down at him, “Your turn…”
Sho looked at Aiba confused, “My turn? For what?”
Aiba grinned and pushing Sho to lie down on his back, he pulled Sho’s leg up, “I’ve wanted to strip your stockings slowly… since I first laid my eyes on you this evening.”
Sho blushed and shook his head, “But… its just stockings… and you’ll just find my legs…”
Aiba smiled mischievously as he unhooked the garters. With a grin, Aiba bent over, practically burying his face near Sho’s crotch as he gripped the stocking in his teeth. Taking a deep breath, he pulled the stocking down Sho’s leg with his teeth. Unexpectedly, one of Aiba’s fangs sank into the soft material and ripped the stocking, along with marking Sho’s thigh in a thin red angry line, “Ah, sorry. I didn’t mean to destroy the stocking!”
Aiba straightened immediately, but a single thread of the stocking stuck on his fang tore the rest of the stocking. Aiba immediately tried to stop it, but his long fingernails were of no help. With a pout Aiba held the completely irreparable stocking in his hand, “Sorry…”
Sho smiled, “No… this way, the owner might stop making us dress up in weird costumes during Halloween.”
Aiba laughed at the comment, “But you are such an adorable maid Sho-chan!”
Sho blushed at the compliment, “I’m normally dressed in my jeans… this is… a once a year deal!”
Aiba had already unhooked the second stocking and was working on removing it, “Sho-chan… you’re so… hairy!”
“Stop staring at my legs!”
Aiba grinned and stopped removing the stocking, “Oh… then perhaps I should be looking elsewhere?”
Sho was giving that statement serious consideration when Aiba flipped over Sho’s tiny skirt, “Oooh… what do we have here? This is definitely worth staring at…”
Sho squealed and tried to cover his painful erection beneath his briefs, “S-stop that!”
Aiba laughed and pushed Sho’s hands away and pulled his briefs down, “You’re as eager as I am for this Sho-chan!”
Sho groaned as his eyes fell on Aiba’s erection again. All thoughts were again focused on pleasure as he felt Aiba’s fingers wrap around his member.
Aiba leaned forward to kiss Sho again and groaned as their erections rubbed against each other, “Sho-chan, I can’t wait much longer!”
Sho nodded his head in consent, “I agree… neither can I!”
Aiba positioned himself against Sho’s entrance and was about to push himself into Sho as a thought occurred, “Sho-chan you aren’t a girl!”
Sho looked at Aiba completely lost at the statement, “Er… That’s obvious… isn’t it?”
Aiba shook his head, “No I meant… you’ll be dry!!”
It took a lot of unavailable brain power to realize what Aiba was talking about, “Ah… there’s lotion… on the dresser…”
Aiba’s eyes fell on the dresser where an array of moisturizers and creams were arranged neatly, ‘Why does he need so many lotions?’ The question, however, was filed for later as he wobbled, dragging his pants with him, to the dresser and grabbed a random bottle of lotion. He wobbled back, still dragging his pants with him, applying the lotion - why waste time? - to Sho, who was looking with hunger and impatience at him.
By the time he joined Sho on the floor, Aiba was fully lubricated and ready to go. With a grin, he positioned himself over Sho’s entrance again, “Ready?”
Sho nodded his head, clutching the ends of his dress, “Y-yes…”
In a move, which was perfected over centuries, Aiba entered Sho. He expected warm pleasure to envelope him, but Aiba was not prepared for the stars that exploded in his head at the contact, “Ahhhh……..”
Sho whimpered and closed his eyes, clutching at Aiba’s forearms, “So good…”
After a moment of stillness, Aiba went into a flurry of motion, pounding into Sho’s body, bringing them both close to the edge of their consciousness. Aiba panted into Sho’s ears whispering softly as Sho’s fingernails marked Aiba’s back, “Trust me Sho-chan?”
Sho simply nodded, unable to speak as he rode the pleasure, knowing he will be climaxing any moment.
At Sho’s consent, Aiba smiled and sank his fangs into Sho’s jugular the moment Sho exploded. Blood flowed into Aiba’s mouth. The taste was intoxicating. For the first time in his life, the blood was sweet and fragrant. There wasn’t a trace of sour, metallic taste lingering in his mouth.
Groaning softly, Aiba lapped up the life-giving blood as Sho writhed under him in pleasure. Reluctantly he closed the marks with the sweep of his tongue and thrust into Sho one last time, giving himself up to the ecstasy as he exploded inside Sho.
Panting softly he opened his eyes reluctantly to stare at Sho, who had finally gone still beneath him. Smiling in satisfaction, Aiba pulled out of Sho and kissed Sho’s cheek.
Sho’s eyelids fluttered, “You… make me… dizzy… yet I don’t even know your name…”
Aiba smiled as he rolled off of Sho, “Well, my name is Aiba Masaki.”
However, Sho was already snoring softly, making Aiba giggle, “You’re so cute Sho-chan. And you’re all mine. I can’t believe I finally found my mate!”
Aiba wrapped his arms around Sho and curled up on the floor for a while, contentment pervading his senses. After centuries of loneliness he had been granted the gift of a mate. He couldn’t believe his fortune. Reluctantly, he let go of Sho as he felt dawn coming upon the world.
Licking the marks on Sho’s neck one last time, which had already turned into a pronounced hiccie, Aiba cleaned both of them. He carried Sho to the single bed in the corner and gently placing them there, he searched the room for a piece of paper to pen a note.
He stuck the note under a vase of blushing dahlias and with a smile, jumped out of the window and headed to his house.
Dear Sho-chan,
I’m so happy to have met you finally. I thank my lucky stars for leading me to this club last night. I have to thank for everything last night and your gift is invaluable to me. I think you should move in with me. It would be convenient for us that way. We can discuss your moving in process when I drop in tonight. Don’t try to hide my mark though, I like looking at it. Also, take plenty of rest and eat a lot!!
With love,
Your soul mate.
[The End]
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