zomg vampire au ch 6
Title: Consummation of Soul
Pairing: Vam
Rating: NC 15
Genre: AU
Summary: What ensues when a vampire takes a human as a pet?
Beta’d by suchapeach07
Links to previous chapters, provided by my wonderful beta, are behind the cut.
Ch 1. Ch 2. Ch 3. Ch 4. Ch 5
Chapter 6
Ville's eyes snapped open the moment he felt the sun retreating. Bursting out of the small wooden box, his eyes scanned the room wildly. Alarms went off in his head the moment he realized that his human wasn’t on the spacious bed.
“Bam?” Knowing that it might attract Linde's attention, he tried not to yell as he searched frantically. His foot hit something soft and he looked down as a cherub-faced Bam stirred from sleep. Ville knelt next to him, stroking the curls out of his face as he sat up, rubbing his eyes.
“Er…what were you doing down there?” Ville asked the human. Bam’s cheeks flushed a perfect pink, reminding Ville of the fountain of blood that flowed right in front of him.
“I…couldn’t sleep.” he said, feeling stupid. To his surprise, Ville pulled him into an embrace, gently kissing his cheek. He stroked Bam’s curls softly, his breath soft against the curl of the man’s ear. He stepped back, surveying Bam’s angelic face, his fingers reaching up to trace the contours of Bam's cheeks in a gesture long forgotten to the vampire.
“Are you hungry?” Bam questioned, making Ville frown slightly.
“I’m not going to make a habit of last night…” he said in a disparaging tone. “But yes, I need to feed, and you have to come along.” He moved Bam backwards until the man’s knees hit the bed and he fell backwards.
“Stay there for a second.” Ville said, slipping quietly out the door. Bam reclined back on the bed, staring up at the dusty fishnet draped over the canopy.
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Ville leaned against the stone wall, waiting. Linde always awoke a little later than him, always took longer to rise. He heard the knob turn as Linde slipped out, his dreads pulled back in a haphazard ponytail. He eyed Ville and snorted.
“What do you want?”
Ville narrowed his eyes.
“Why are you acting like this all of a sudden, Lily?” he demanded angrily, crossing his arms over his chest. Linde grinned.
“Acting like what?” the blonde man asked innocently. Ville shook his head, utterly annoyed.
“Please, just stay away from him.” He pleaded, causing Lily to scoff.
“I haven’t touched your little snack -”
“Yet.” Ville finished for him, the vampire in front of him all too familiar. Linde grinned wickedly, mocking him. The dark haired vampire clenched his fists, feeling his temper quickly flaring out of control.
“Just don’t touch him Linde. Don’t touch him, don’t taste him, don’t harm him, and don’t talk to him. Leave him alone.”
“Awwww. Is my little Ville in love?” he crooned, laughing and stepping out of the way before Ville could deck him. He flipped him off and the blonde returned the gesture with a blown kiss. Stalking away, Ville saw red. When he reached the door to his bedroom he waited outside a moment to regain control of his raging emotions, ones that hadn’t stirred for a long time. Bam was changing him, without a doubt. He wrinkled his nose, unsure just how he felt about that. He turned the knob and pushed open the door, watching Bam bolt upward in surprise. For a moment Ville burned, heat ripping through his veins, a sign he was, as Bam had put it cutely, “hungry.” This, too, was human. Vampire hunger was nothing like human hunger, human appetite. His appetite was all consuming, his hunger a separate being that demanded meals with a ferocity un-felt by humans. The way Bam had put it made it sound like all he needed was a hamburger. Looking at him, Ville smiled. His human was entirely too cute.
“Come on, darling.” he called, watching Bam jump down off the bed and appear at his side. They exited the bedroom, Ville casting a glare at Linde as they passed. The night was cool, the soft air kissing Bam’s rosy cheeks in a gentle caress. His hair lifted in the breeze, dancing slightly, a twisting, turning motion that made Ville reach out and grasp it in a gentle hold. Bam looked up at his fingers plucking the hair, eyebrows raised.
“Can I help you?” he asked wryly. Ville grinned, dropping the lock. They continued into the familiar town square, keeping to the shadows. For awhile Ville just watched. After a couple minute’s he spotted his prey, a painfully shit-faced girl stumbling precariously along the sidewalk. He glanced at, who looked at him with slightly widened eyes. Motioning for the man to stay put, Ville strode over to the girl, seemingly trying to help steady her. He made sure no one would notice her absence before roughly dragging her back to their shady corner, sinking his fangs unceremoniously into her jugular. She yelped rather loudly before breathing in pleasure, yielding herself to him. Bam stared on, a pang of jealously flashing through him as the vampire tweaked the drunk’s nipple. She arched into him, giving him better access to her neck, and he tongued the scabbing wound a few seconds more before pushing her away from him. Grabbing Bam’s hand, he yanked the man down the street, back towards the towering mansion. By the time they made it back, Bam was seething. Jealousy and hurt wrestled in his heart, leaving a stormy anger lying just beneath the surface as they stepped through the threshold of the musty manor. Bam stormed through the parlor and into Ville’s room, tempted to slam the door. Ville followed, shutting the door quietly behind him.
“Do you have a shower I can use?” Bam demanded through gritted teeth, arms crossed over his chest in a gesture that made his fury rather obvious. The vampire chose to ignore his behavior, merely gesturing to the door beside a towering shelf. Thundering through the door, Bam slammed it with all his might. He turned to the shower, eyes going wide. The entire room was gilded; the taps shone, the tiles glittered a perfect gold. The shower was mildly old fashioned with a tapered head and a long silk curtain. Turning the taps, he adjusted the temperature to nearly scalding and undressed, sliding under the hot spray with a mewl of approval. Massaging his head with adept fingers, he shut his eyes against the stream. The heat soothed his muscles, washing away the past couple of days’ dirt and sweat. He had no soap or shampoo but improvised, rubbing at his hot skin with his palms and coaxing away the grime.
“Why are you angry with me?” a cool voice inquired, causing Bam to whip around in surprise. Ville stood before him, his pale skin fully revealed. Bam’s eyes raked down his body, stopping to stare at the dark tattoo under his belly button. Wary eyes met calm green ones and his lip quivered slightly.
“Go away.” He snapped, turning his back to the arousing creature behind him. He felt fingertips spider down up his back and he was whipped around, pressed against the shower wall.
“Bammie,” Ville said patiently. “Why are you angry?” He reached up to stroke the scowling man’s face lightly. Bam’s face softened slightly.
“You…you…you...” He motioned wildly to his nipple, refusing to look the vampire in the eye.
“What?” Ville asked, nonchalantly. “This?” He pinched one of Bam’s rosy nipples lightly, causing the boy’s breath to hitch in his throat. Ville leaned down, taking the same nipple into his mouth. He swirled his tongue over the bud, working it into a hard peak. Biting down on it, he lapped at the few beads of blood that rose to the surface. Bam threw his head back against the shower wall, gasping. His hands reached up to fist in Ville’s wet locks, pushing his mouth down more. The vampire grinned around his nipple, moving to the next one and giving it the same attention. He pulled up to look at Bam. The human’s eyes were glassy with yearning, his breathing labored. Ville leaned in, kissing him hungrily on the lips. Bam’s hair stuck to his face, curling up to tickle Ville’s cheeks as he ravaged the boy’s mouth roughly, lips sliding over lips. Bam’s tongue flicked over his, running for his mouth and staying there, undulating sensually against the vampire’s own. His hand strayed down, grasping Ville and stroking him softly. Now it was his turn to moan, pressing himself further into Bam’s rough hand. He began to fuck the hole the human had made with his fist, clasping his own hands over Bam’s to make it tighter. When Bam released him, he was fully hard. Sinking to his knees, Bam took Ville into his mouth, hand around the base jacking him off as he sucked. His taste was unlike any other person he’d ever had, and he closed his eyes as he ran his tongue up the long vein. The vampire groaned, yanking him up. He pressed Bam against the tile of the shower, staring deeply into his eyes.
“Are you ready?” he asked. Bam nodded quickly, nearly squeaking with desire. Ville laved two of his fingers with his tongue, drawing them down behind Bam and tracing his opening with them. Bam shuddered as Ville’s fingers tickled his virgin entrance, pushing down slightly on them, forcing the tips in. He winced as Ville slid the first one in all the way, wiggling it around. His other hand found Bam’s cock and began to pump him slowly. Sighing, Bam signaled for Ville to continue. He pushed his next finger in, scissoring them open, readying Bam for him. The boy cried out slightly, not at all used to the feeling. Despite the pain, he felt himself growing harder and reached down to speed Ville’s hand which had steadied to a slow pace. He swatted his hand away with a growl of warning, removing the fingers. Bam whimpered, the empty feeling less desirable then the fingers, and moaned when Ville replaced them with his cock. He pressed in to Bam, splitting him open and sliding in. Lifting him up, Bam immediately wrapped his legs around Ville’s waist, back still pressed against the tiles, drawing the vampire deeper into him. Adjusting to him, Bam sat up, letting his dick slide out of his hole, before moving back down onto Ville’s cock. The vampire closed his eyes, letting Bam’s boiling insides jack his member. Bam’s cock was pressed against their stomachs as Ville shoved into him, burying his face into the crook of his neck. He fucked him relatively hard despite Bam’s virginity, which was forgotten as he moaned in pleasure while Ville continually hit his prostate. Waves of pleasure radiated through him as Ville grabbed his leaking cock and began to stroke him roughly, his hand slipping up and down the slick skin. He pounded into him furiously, knowing they were both near the edge. His hand slowed as he bit down on Bam’s neck, suckling the blood that slid down his neck and dissolved in the water. Bam came hard as soon as he sucked, his breath coming in gasps as Ville continued to swallow his blood. Pumping his dick in and out of the human’s hole a few more times, he came, taking a last swallow before pulling out of him, setting him on his feet. Bam swayed, clutching onto Ville for support. The vampire turned off the water, picking up the naked man and carrying him to the bed. Laying him down, still wet, on the bed, he curled up next to him. Bam burrowed against the vampire’s wet skin, his breath tickling Ville’s nipple as his fingers skimmed the scab he’d made on the boys neck.
Mine. he thought, running his fingers through the knots in Bam’s damp hair.
He’s mine.
Pairing: Vam
Rating: NC 15
Genre: AU
Summary: What ensues when a vampire takes a human as a pet?
Beta’d by suchapeach07
Links to previous chapters, provided by my wonderful beta, are behind the cut.
Ch 1. Ch 2. Ch 3. Ch 4. Ch 5
Chapter 6
Ville's eyes snapped open the moment he felt the sun retreating. Bursting out of the small wooden box, his eyes scanned the room wildly. Alarms went off in his head the moment he realized that his human wasn’t on the spacious bed.
“Bam?” Knowing that it might attract Linde's attention, he tried not to yell as he searched frantically. His foot hit something soft and he looked down as a cherub-faced Bam stirred from sleep. Ville knelt next to him, stroking the curls out of his face as he sat up, rubbing his eyes.
“Er…what were you doing down there?” Ville asked the human. Bam’s cheeks flushed a perfect pink, reminding Ville of the fountain of blood that flowed right in front of him.
“I…couldn’t sleep.” he said, feeling stupid. To his surprise, Ville pulled him into an embrace, gently kissing his cheek. He stroked Bam’s curls softly, his breath soft against the curl of the man’s ear. He stepped back, surveying Bam’s angelic face, his fingers reaching up to trace the contours of Bam's cheeks in a gesture long forgotten to the vampire.
“Are you hungry?” Bam questioned, making Ville frown slightly.
“I’m not going to make a habit of last night…” he said in a disparaging tone. “But yes, I need to feed, and you have to come along.” He moved Bam backwards until the man’s knees hit the bed and he fell backwards.
“Stay there for a second.” Ville said, slipping quietly out the door. Bam reclined back on the bed, staring up at the dusty fishnet draped over the canopy.
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Ville leaned against the stone wall, waiting. Linde always awoke a little later than him, always took longer to rise. He heard the knob turn as Linde slipped out, his dreads pulled back in a haphazard ponytail. He eyed Ville and snorted.
“What do you want?”
Ville narrowed his eyes.
“Why are you acting like this all of a sudden, Lily?” he demanded angrily, crossing his arms over his chest. Linde grinned.
“Acting like what?” the blonde man asked innocently. Ville shook his head, utterly annoyed.
“Please, just stay away from him.” He pleaded, causing Lily to scoff.
“I haven’t touched your little snack -”
“Yet.” Ville finished for him, the vampire in front of him all too familiar. Linde grinned wickedly, mocking him. The dark haired vampire clenched his fists, feeling his temper quickly flaring out of control.
“Just don’t touch him Linde. Don’t touch him, don’t taste him, don’t harm him, and don’t talk to him. Leave him alone.”
“Awwww. Is my little Ville in love?” he crooned, laughing and stepping out of the way before Ville could deck him. He flipped him off and the blonde returned the gesture with a blown kiss. Stalking away, Ville saw red. When he reached the door to his bedroom he waited outside a moment to regain control of his raging emotions, ones that hadn’t stirred for a long time. Bam was changing him, without a doubt. He wrinkled his nose, unsure just how he felt about that. He turned the knob and pushed open the door, watching Bam bolt upward in surprise. For a moment Ville burned, heat ripping through his veins, a sign he was, as Bam had put it cutely, “hungry.” This, too, was human. Vampire hunger was nothing like human hunger, human appetite. His appetite was all consuming, his hunger a separate being that demanded meals with a ferocity un-felt by humans. The way Bam had put it made it sound like all he needed was a hamburger. Looking at him, Ville smiled. His human was entirely too cute.
“Come on, darling.” he called, watching Bam jump down off the bed and appear at his side. They exited the bedroom, Ville casting a glare at Linde as they passed. The night was cool, the soft air kissing Bam’s rosy cheeks in a gentle caress. His hair lifted in the breeze, dancing slightly, a twisting, turning motion that made Ville reach out and grasp it in a gentle hold. Bam looked up at his fingers plucking the hair, eyebrows raised.
“Can I help you?” he asked wryly. Ville grinned, dropping the lock. They continued into the familiar town square, keeping to the shadows. For awhile Ville just watched. After a couple minute’s he spotted his prey, a painfully shit-faced girl stumbling precariously along the sidewalk. He glanced at, who looked at him with slightly widened eyes. Motioning for the man to stay put, Ville strode over to the girl, seemingly trying to help steady her. He made sure no one would notice her absence before roughly dragging her back to their shady corner, sinking his fangs unceremoniously into her jugular. She yelped rather loudly before breathing in pleasure, yielding herself to him. Bam stared on, a pang of jealously flashing through him as the vampire tweaked the drunk’s nipple. She arched into him, giving him better access to her neck, and he tongued the scabbing wound a few seconds more before pushing her away from him. Grabbing Bam’s hand, he yanked the man down the street, back towards the towering mansion. By the time they made it back, Bam was seething. Jealousy and hurt wrestled in his heart, leaving a stormy anger lying just beneath the surface as they stepped through the threshold of the musty manor. Bam stormed through the parlor and into Ville’s room, tempted to slam the door. Ville followed, shutting the door quietly behind him.
“Do you have a shower I can use?” Bam demanded through gritted teeth, arms crossed over his chest in a gesture that made his fury rather obvious. The vampire chose to ignore his behavior, merely gesturing to the door beside a towering shelf. Thundering through the door, Bam slammed it with all his might. He turned to the shower, eyes going wide. The entire room was gilded; the taps shone, the tiles glittered a perfect gold. The shower was mildly old fashioned with a tapered head and a long silk curtain. Turning the taps, he adjusted the temperature to nearly scalding and undressed, sliding under the hot spray with a mewl of approval. Massaging his head with adept fingers, he shut his eyes against the stream. The heat soothed his muscles, washing away the past couple of days’ dirt and sweat. He had no soap or shampoo but improvised, rubbing at his hot skin with his palms and coaxing away the grime.
“Why are you angry with me?” a cool voice inquired, causing Bam to whip around in surprise. Ville stood before him, his pale skin fully revealed. Bam’s eyes raked down his body, stopping to stare at the dark tattoo under his belly button. Wary eyes met calm green ones and his lip quivered slightly.
“Go away.” He snapped, turning his back to the arousing creature behind him. He felt fingertips spider down up his back and he was whipped around, pressed against the shower wall.
“Bammie,” Ville said patiently. “Why are you angry?” He reached up to stroke the scowling man’s face lightly. Bam’s face softened slightly.
“You…you…you...” He motioned wildly to his nipple, refusing to look the vampire in the eye.
“What?” Ville asked, nonchalantly. “This?” He pinched one of Bam’s rosy nipples lightly, causing the boy’s breath to hitch in his throat. Ville leaned down, taking the same nipple into his mouth. He swirled his tongue over the bud, working it into a hard peak. Biting down on it, he lapped at the few beads of blood that rose to the surface. Bam threw his head back against the shower wall, gasping. His hands reached up to fist in Ville’s wet locks, pushing his mouth down more. The vampire grinned around his nipple, moving to the next one and giving it the same attention. He pulled up to look at Bam. The human’s eyes were glassy with yearning, his breathing labored. Ville leaned in, kissing him hungrily on the lips. Bam’s hair stuck to his face, curling up to tickle Ville’s cheeks as he ravaged the boy’s mouth roughly, lips sliding over lips. Bam’s tongue flicked over his, running for his mouth and staying there, undulating sensually against the vampire’s own. His hand strayed down, grasping Ville and stroking him softly. Now it was his turn to moan, pressing himself further into Bam’s rough hand. He began to fuck the hole the human had made with his fist, clasping his own hands over Bam’s to make it tighter. When Bam released him, he was fully hard. Sinking to his knees, Bam took Ville into his mouth, hand around the base jacking him off as he sucked. His taste was unlike any other person he’d ever had, and he closed his eyes as he ran his tongue up the long vein. The vampire groaned, yanking him up. He pressed Bam against the tile of the shower, staring deeply into his eyes.
“Are you ready?” he asked. Bam nodded quickly, nearly squeaking with desire. Ville laved two of his fingers with his tongue, drawing them down behind Bam and tracing his opening with them. Bam shuddered as Ville’s fingers tickled his virgin entrance, pushing down slightly on them, forcing the tips in. He winced as Ville slid the first one in all the way, wiggling it around. His other hand found Bam’s cock and began to pump him slowly. Sighing, Bam signaled for Ville to continue. He pushed his next finger in, scissoring them open, readying Bam for him. The boy cried out slightly, not at all used to the feeling. Despite the pain, he felt himself growing harder and reached down to speed Ville’s hand which had steadied to a slow pace. He swatted his hand away with a growl of warning, removing the fingers. Bam whimpered, the empty feeling less desirable then the fingers, and moaned when Ville replaced them with his cock. He pressed in to Bam, splitting him open and sliding in. Lifting him up, Bam immediately wrapped his legs around Ville’s waist, back still pressed against the tiles, drawing the vampire deeper into him. Adjusting to him, Bam sat up, letting his dick slide out of his hole, before moving back down onto Ville’s cock. The vampire closed his eyes, letting Bam’s boiling insides jack his member. Bam’s cock was pressed against their stomachs as Ville shoved into him, burying his face into the crook of his neck. He fucked him relatively hard despite Bam’s virginity, which was forgotten as he moaned in pleasure while Ville continually hit his prostate. Waves of pleasure radiated through him as Ville grabbed his leaking cock and began to stroke him roughly, his hand slipping up and down the slick skin. He pounded into him furiously, knowing they were both near the edge. His hand slowed as he bit down on Bam’s neck, suckling the blood that slid down his neck and dissolved in the water. Bam came hard as soon as he sucked, his breath coming in gasps as Ville continued to swallow his blood. Pumping his dick in and out of the human’s hole a few more times, he came, taking a last swallow before pulling out of him, setting him on his feet. Bam swayed, clutching onto Ville for support. The vampire turned off the water, picking up the naked man and carrying him to the bed. Laying him down, still wet, on the bed, he curled up next to him. Bam burrowed against the vampire’s wet skin, his breath tickling Ville’s nipple as his fingers skimmed the scab he’d made on the boys neck.
Mine. he thought, running his fingers through the knots in Bam’s damp hair.
He’s mine.