Tale of the Loyal LOK

Raziel walked to Melchia’s chambers. This side of the sanctuary was as lavishly decorated as the rest. Clan lords had their own territories outside of the clan. But here it was kept under Kain’s watchful eye, so it was kept in a fit state. But here. You could smell the fetid air as Melchia’s Fledglings roamed. They looked weak and rotting as they passed.
He made his way further until he came to the oak doors that the clan Favoured. Upon it was Melchia’s symbol. He knocked. Slowly the door opened and the face of Melchia’s first born greeted him. He bowed low then spoke.
“My Lord. Come in please.” He opened the door. Just wide enough to let Raziel gain entry.
“Where is my brother? Tolin” Asked Raziel.
“He is resting my Lord, he was in pain when I left him. He was in his bed chambers”
Raziel nodded and walked to Melchia’s room. He opened the parting door and walked in to his sleeping room. There Melchia sat upon his bed, eyes closed. His hand rested on his naked body over his groin. The pain must still be there Raziel thought. He Moved forward and sat upon the bed. All beds in the clans were four-poster. But they differed in design. While Kain’s had intricate carvings of demons and angels. Melchia’s was plain. Rounded wood to hold the canopy above. On the bed fine sheets covered it. On the top sheet was Melchia’s mark, to show this was his.
Melchia felt Raziel sit upon the bed and opened his eyes. He looked shocked to see him a moment the realized why he was so eager to see him.
“Raziel. Kain killed her didn’t he?” he said in a resigned tone.
“No my brother. She lives”
“Marked badly?”
“No. I think Kain found pleasure with her. And she him. She lives. And he will have her again I shouldn’t wonder” Raziel said with a slay smile. *And me too he thought to himself*. Melchia sighed with relief closing his eyes again. Raziel smiled. He knew Melchia liked her. As Raziel looked Melchia seemed to sag and opened sad eyes to him. Raziel looked concerned.
“Melchia? What is it?”
“Oh Raziel. She will never want me. She has Kain. No one will ever want me.” He said in a sad tone. Eyes cast down.
“Melchia. She may. She is our slave. She listens to us.” Replied Raziel. Resting a Comforting Hand on His shoulder.
“Yes she does. To you Raziel. But look at me.” Melchia cried in a jealous and sad tone. He indicated his rotting body. It looked worse by the day. The normal white skin of a Vampire was grey upon him. He needed fresh skin to graft upon his own to encase his rotting self.
“I have never known the pleasure of another. All are repulsed by me.”
What Melchia said was true. Raziel had tried to find him a bed companion. Even for just the once. But all screamed when they beheld him. Melchia hated that. Made him feel worse so he would kill them to silence that which he did not want to hear. Raziel felt sorry for his Brother. Would Astiri consent to this if he commanded, after she had enjoyed Kain? Melchia would be inexperienced. Clumsy. And more to the point would Kain share her? But Melchia suffered so. Raziel decided to act. He rose from the bed. Melchia’s eyes upon him.
“You rest Little brother. I will be back later.” Raziel said as he left. Melchia closed his eyes again the pain in his groin had faded to a dull ache now. He went to sleep. Dreaming of Astiri.

Raziel walked until he came to Kain’s chamber. He was about to knock when the door opened and Astiri emerged, she was wrapped in Kain’s bed sheet that bore his clan banner. She stopped suddenly, surprised.
“My Lord?” she bowed low.
“Astiri. I would ask a favour of you” Raziel said straight to the point. He knew if Kain had left he would be seeing to Zephon. So they would have some time. But not much.
“I am yours to do with as you please.” She said. Subservient.
Raziel walked her down the halls to Melchia’s chambers. He outlined what he wanted from her. To her credit she showed no disgust. Only a small intake of breath showed her discomfort. He told her of How Melchia tried to stand up for her. And had been hurt for it. Her eyes turned sad. And then her chin came up. Stealing herself for what was to come. Raziel knew then that she had accepted his request. But in truth she had little choice. Well. In her mind at least. They continued on until they came to the door of Melchia. Raziel knock and again Tolin answered, his shock at seeing Astiri was plain as day. He stammered as she stepped past, almost floated. No fear in her step or pose. Raziel followed then sent Tolin away before turning to her.
“Go on alone. I have business. Know you will be his first. Be kind to him.”
Astiri saw the love Raziel had for his brother then and laid a hand on his arm. Promising. Raziel nodded and left. Astiri was left alone. She walked to the door to his chambers and opened it stepping inside. There she saw him resting. Head and back against the headboard. She closed her eye’s a moment then dropped the sheet from her body, exposing her to the air. She strode forward then sat on the bed beside him. She looked at his skin. Bile rising. She forced it down. She raised her hand to his face and stroked it gently. His eye’s twitched then opened. He focused on her and seemed to freeze. He looked her up and down. As if not believing she was here. As if he was dreaming.
“No you’re not dreaming my lord. I am here.” She said to him. Still stroking his face tenderly.

Melchia had opened his eyes to see her there. At first he thought he was still dreaming. But then she had spoke to him.
“No you’re not dreaming my lord. I am here.”
Melchia gasped. Had she been reading his thoughts? To come here. And speak what was on his mind? He did not know. But Oh her touch. So sweet and loving. He leaned his head into her hand savouring it. His raw nerves excited like never before. She saw him respond and moved closer to him. Crawling over him to come to rest next to him. Her breast pressed close to his chest. He felt her heart beat. The rush of her blood. He leaned forward to kiss her. He felt nervous. Their lips touched and he felt her warmth. She began to move her mouth, sliding her tongue inside to engage his own. He felt clumsy, useless. But she continued. Guiding him. Soon he was matching her lips move for move. With her free hand she grasped his and placed it on her breast. It’s warmth in his hand exciting him. He began to kneed the soft flesh, fearful at first. Then harder. Then he felt her hand travel down to his member, it was already beginning to grow excited. But as her fingers lightly brushed it he felt it grow. He moaned as the pleasure was like none he had ever felt. She kissed him hard then travelled down, her lips kissing his body as she went. Till her lips hovered over his eager member. He ached for her touch. Needed it so. She slowly moved down and let her red lips brush his head. He moaned in pleasure and frustration. His nerves crying for more. She licked the underside of his now painfully erect member. He gasped and grabbed the covers. His senses on fire. He thought there could be no more. But then she closed her mouth around his member. Her heat penetrated him. He gasped as she began to move up and down slowly. He wrapped his hands in her hair. Feeling the softness of it. He felt the pressure building and writhed in ecstasy. Then she stopped. He looked down to see why. Then knew. He pulled her up to him and kissed her strongly while rolling her on her back. He began to kiss down her cheek like she had done with him. When he passed her throat. He smelt her blood and saw the two puncture makes left by Kain. He nicked one with his fangs. He felt her quiver at the sudden pain. Blood welled up and slowly trickled down. He licked it. The power of her blood stripping away his senses. His member pulsating. He felt stronger than ever before. She must have seen his need to feed, for she angled her neck to give him room. He sunk his teeth in slowly softly, as not to hurt her. He drank taking long draughts. But he finished quickly, sated to his fulfilment. He withdrew his fangs and began to kiss down her body. He could sense her weakness now, from being feed from by both Kain and himself. So he was gentle, as she was with him. He had never felt such a thing as this, her gentle nature to him. She did not scream or cower. She acted as if he was her lover. And had always been. She was teaching him how to pleasure and be pleasured.
Finally his questing lips found her womanhood. He spread her legs and began to lick his tongue in. he found a nub that Raziel had told him about. He probed it with his tongue, flicking it across. He was rewarded with her moan and her movements. She arched her back then moved her hips to him, asking for more. He continued, moving between flicking and sucking. Then soon her gasps became more ragged, more urgent. Then with a loud moan she came. Her fluid flowing. He tasted it. And liked its tone. Then he felt her hands on his chin. She raised his head and then pulled him towards her. She stopped when his member brushed her folds. He looked into her eyes and she smiled. Her hand guided his member to her opening. Then it came to rest on his face. Her soft touch. Again he leaned his head into it, eyes closed for a second. Then opening to her eyes.
“Push My Lord. Don’t worry. Your body will tell you what to do after that.” She said her tone calm, but with her aroused passion behind it.
He did as she asked. Felt his Ravenous Member enter her fiery furnace. Then his body told him to pull it out. Then back in again. Soon his rhythm was as if he had bedded many. He felt the pressure building. So he pushed faster and faster.
“OH Yes My lord. Harder.” She moaned. Her breath coming faster. He did as she asked moaning as his pleasure built. Fighting for release. Then he felt her clench tight, like a fist and she moaned in pure ecstasy her eyes half lidded. Lost in complete abandon.
He kept pushing until he to came. It was like white fire. Burning his every nerve. He roared his pleasure as his dead seed entered her. His vision going white as his senses where assaulted by something he would never be able to describe. He collapsed next to her and drew her into his arms. Never wanting to let her go. But he knew he would have to. And soon, she was Kain’s. As if to confirm that. Kain’s symbol was there on her shoulder as he held her. She curled up to him.
“Thank you” whispered Melchia
“For what? My lord.” She asked eye’s looking into his.
“For not screaming. Or running. They all do that. When they see me. I thought Zephon would be right. That None would ever sleep with me. With my Monstrous appearance. Zephon has had many. He looks handsome. More so than me.” Melchia stated, saying his fears.
“My Lord. You are more Handsome to me than Zephon. I see your beauty inside. Zephon will never match that. And if it gives you some Comfort Dear Melchia. He will never have me.” She replied Venom in her Voice. He looked to her. She had always served. But now was she saying she would defy Zephon if her tried to take her. Melchia smiled at her gift to him. And kissed her again. He felt the need to feed. Weak after his endeavour. He tilted her Head and knew what was being asked. Again He sated himself on her blood. By now tiredness and blood loss overcame her and she slumbered once more.
Melchia rose, felling stronger again. His skin seemed healthier than he had ever seen it. He was donning his Armour when Raziel again entered. Raziel Smiled upon seeing him.
“Well brother. How was it?” He asked going over to look at him.
“ I don’t think I could ever describe it brother,” He said in awe.
Raziel laughed and clapped him on the shoulder. “I know brother. Come we must get her to her Slave chamber. Kain will be finished with Zephon soon.” From the grin Raziel Gave. Melchia took that Zephon was not having a pleasant time. He smiled. Raziel turned to gather up Astiri but Melchia stopped him. He went over to her, claiming Kain’s Clan symbol on the way. He wrapped her naked body in it and lifted her to his arms. Holding her close. Raziel raised an eyebrow. Melchia would be careful of such things his body now becoming weaker. It was then Raziel noticed how well Melchia looked. Like the day he had been re-born into darkness. Melchia walked past cradling the now sleeping girl. They walked out of the chamber and took her to her bed…

Zephon Hurt. He saw Raziel and Melchia leave Melchia’s room. Melchia was carrying that girl, the girl that should have felt this. Not lived. Zephon's eye’s narrowed.
Yes he would make her suffer for this.
Zephon melted back into the dark shadows. Dark plans on his lips.