Life
Chapter Nine
xmlns:st1="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags"
xmlns="http://www.w3.org/TR/REC-html40">
Life
Disclaimerstyle='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>:
Castlevania belongs to Konami not me. I am making £0.00 out of this fic, it is
written purely because I have a burning need to create. Although I would like
to own Alucard . . . then he’d be mine.
Warning: this fic contains really
warning for a Castlevania fic?). However although the first few chapters are
very easy going the later chapters
include, Heavy Yaoi, Violence and discussing of sensitive subjects.
style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>
style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Express
warning:style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US/spa/span>
chapter contains Heavy Yaoi.
Rating: NC-17
Authoress notestyle='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>: I have
changed aspects. I am aware Alucard’s eyes are a soft grey-ish colour, I was
however inspired to change this as I have been before in my other fics.
style='font-size:8.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>* /\/ *
/\/ * /\/ *
Chapter Nine
The door
to Orlox’s chamber opened with a loud slam as it collided harshly with the wall
behind it. The vampire charged inside dragging a flustered looking Dunpeal
behind him. Orlox let go of
the door closed and pushing the blonde up against it with a resounding bang.
"Are
you sure about this?" Orlox asked raising a dark eyebrow in question.
smile playing at his jaws. Orlox looked at the dunpeal a moment before leaning
forward and closing his mouth over
mouths met with bruising force, fangs tore at flesh, causing blood to flow,
seeping out the where there mouths were joined, as tongues warred.
Orlox
leaned hard against
two together roughly. One arm wrapped around the dunpeal’s waist, holding them
together, while the other buried itself in wan hair. Orlox growled pouring all
of his lust and frustration at being made to wait so long, into the kiss.
And just as
around the vampire, Orlox pulled back and grinned at
the pail Dunpeal. Adrian purred feeling fingers lace deeper into his hair,
making his scalp tingle, then he winced as his hair was yanked hard, jolting
his head back, hitting the door and forcing him to expose his throat. Orlox‘s
grin widened and he lent in to nip softly at the pale creamy skin.
Gentle
nipping bites soon turned nasty, leaving small red marks on alabaster skin.
bite was placed on his shoulder. The pain rushed through him like a lightning
jolt straight to his groin, he gasped as he realised he was getting pleasure
from this, and then shuddered as the bite was soothed as Orlox laps as the
abused flesh. The short sharp blasts of pain shot through the dunpeal making
him moan.
Orlox
smiles against the pale skin and moves lower. A yelp turned into a little
shriek as a cruel bite placed on the little bit of exposed collarbone breaks
the skin and crimson bleeds forth; causing
against the vampire. It was a tiny bite, bleeding only droplets but it made
rough tongue lap the insignificant droplets away. The bite healed quickly and
Orlox
jerked his head up, mistaking the whimper for one of true pain and held the quivering
Dunpeal in his arms
“Its
alright I’ll stop, I wont hurt you” he whispered against the Dunpeals throat,
his voice displaying his worry
“You
stop that . . . and I’ll kill you”
breath but it was loud enough so that the vampire heard him.
Orlox
pulled back to look at the dunpeal who now had a little colour to his normally pallid
cheeks and who was panting slightly. Orlox smiled widely, feeling his heart
skip several beats as he let what the dunpeal had said sink in.
“You
want more?” he asked his voice little more than a breath
leaned forwards and closed him mouth over the vampires again. Orlox smiles
against the kiss and soon draws back lowering his head, burying his face
against the dunpeal’s alabaster throat. The skin here is soft, softer than the
vampire expected. He takes a breath through his nose, breathing in
rich and exotic with an over current scent of arousal.
Opening
his mouth, Orlox displays fully extended fangs; he runs them teasingly over the
soft, delicate skin, causing a sudden spike in
shivers deliciously and tilts his head exposing more of his throat to the
vampire giving a small whine of pleasure.
“Please,
there, touch there” he breaths thrusting himself against the vampire, pressing
the two together tightly once more.
The
dunpeal all but shrieks as fangs descend brutally into his skin. Orlox’s hands
busy themselves in removing the ebony jacket the dunpeal wears, while the
dunpeal arches pressing so hard against the vampire its as if he wanted to be swallowed
through his skin. The dunpeal’s claws slice harshly through the thin shirt the
vampire was wearing cutting deeply into skin as the vampire pulls at the sides
of the dunpeal’s shirt causing buttons to fly.
Orlox
groans,
mixing with the harsh spice that is vampire. The two flavours entwine and
compliment each other perfectly, making the dunpeal taste like an exquisite
cocktail.
Tattered
shirts fall to the ground as Orlox pulls back, taking a step back from the
gasping dunpeal, his back tingling as it heals from the deep slashes. Running
his eyes appraisingly over
line of crimson trickling down from his throat stands out loudly against pale
skin. The vampire’s eyes wander lower down to the hardly visible blonde hairs
that led down beneath the waist line of his black trousers. The black leather
against the pure white of his skin was a complimenting contrast; he pulled the
Dunpeal to him and crushed their mouths together again.
Orlox
growled low in his throat, his bare chest pressed to
twining themselves in the blonde’s hair. Half expecting to feel claws in his
own hair he is surprised when hands reach behind him and force there hips to
grind together, one of the dunpeal’s legs lift slightly trying to get them to
grind and undulate more so.
what it was meant to be like. No slow gentle seduction, no placid caresses, no
worry or fear about damaging his lover. Just this heat, this bruising passion
and this all consuming lust. He could feel the beast stir within him and revel
in the heat that pooled down low in his belly. He purred at the growing
hardness below his belt that he felt returned in Orlox.
Orlox
pulled back again gasping for air that he didn’t really need
red hued eyes.
sliding out to clean his lips of the bloody stain, captivating the vampire.
head on the vampires shoulder and rhythmically undulate against him, whimpering
quietly with need. Seems the vampire wasn’t the only one who was aching.
Grasping
dunpeal hard so he stumbled back and fell onto the bed.
He looks
so completely wanton, lying there wearing only his black trousers, that
contrast so nicely with his skin, his head ed bed back as he moved to prop
himself up on his forearms trying to watch the vampire who stalked towards him.
Climbing onto the bed and crawling up slowly over
The
dunpeal locks gazes with the vampire and murmurs, “Orlox” His voice is quiet
and husky causing the vampire to feel a small thrill.
Orlox
smiles, the look almost feral, and brings up one viciously clawed hand;
watching hungrily as
prominent bulge through the dunpeal’s trousers. Lowering his head the vampire
nips at the skin on the dunpeal’s chest, leaving bites over the torso. The
dunpeal screams and arches up as the vampire sinks his fangs slowly into a
nipple. Falling back whimpering, the blonde son of Dracula tries to move harder
against the hand still stroking him, demanding more friction.
“Eager
little moonbeam” Orlox smirks
“Don’t . .
. tease” the dunpeal gasps
Orlox
pulls away completely, leaving the lithe dunpeal alone to whimper at the lose
of sensation
<
“You wish
for me to stop” the vampire asks, the dunpeal growls low in his throat reaching
up, claws digging into the vampires hips, dragging the lose dark purple
trousers down, exposing the vampire, who arches, aiding in the removal of the
clothing.
“Get on
with it” the dunpeal’s voice is more a growl than words as Orlox’s fingers
trace down the Dunpeals torso until they encounter the waist band of his
trousers, pulling them down slowly. Orlox looks down at the gift he is
unwrapping, the ashen skinned dunpeal looked up eyes dark red and haunting, sending
shivers down the vampire’s spine. He ran a clawed hand down pale soft skin leaving
thin trails of crimson, the dunpeal moaned beneath him. As the tendrils of pain
wrapped around him causing him to ache more so.
“Perfect
little moonbeam” Orlox whispers, still amazed that he’s actually got the
dunpeal in his bed
vampire leans down lapping up the trails of blood feeling the dunpeal vibrate
as a need filled groan escapes the cream white throat. The vampire shudders as
the dunpeal arches against him, causing them both to rub against each other, a
growl turns to a moan as the vampire fights the urge to just force his way inside
the ashen son of Dracula.
He works
his way down, slowly trying to increase the Dunpeal’s frustration, lapping at
the supple skin of his stomach making
out of the dunpeal’s navel. Before moving further placing bleeding bites on the
skin of his thighs, avoiding his hips. The dunpeal groans again in frustration,
as the vampire nearly mauls his way down long elegant limbs.
the dunpeal gasps, pleading as the lighting jolts of pain shoot straight to his
groin making him burn
The
vampire relents a little and moves back and laves at the tip of the dunpeal’s
member.
of air as he is swallowed. Orlox smirks to himself at the dunpeal’s reaction,
almost as if a woman had never done this for him before . . . maybe they
hadn’t,
font-family:Verdana'> had a problem of always finding timid little
creatures.
up watching as he continually disappears down the vampire’s throat. Orlox looks
up meeting his gaze with big red hued eyes,
unable to keep watching. A strange feeling eating at him, Orlox had been a
vampire for three years making him twenty three a year younger than Adrian, but
his body was stuck forever at nineteen, Sweet innocence full of dark experience.
Orlox
feels the tension in the dunpeal beneath him signalling a climax and pulls away
sharply earning him a howl from the overly frustrated creature beneath him.
“Stop
doing this to me” his voice is accusing and betrayed. Crimson tears bead at the
corners of the dunpeal’s eyes “please don’t stop”
“Stop?”
Orlox asks reaching up putting a caressing hand on the dunpeal’s hair, running
it down to cup his cheek. “I’m not stopping
eyes which he had tightly shut "I want to be
inside you Adrian. I want to fuck&quo"
“Inside”
re
meant but wanting it all the same
Orlox
leaned over to the bedside table and grasps a small bottle of oil put there for
this very reason. Orlox tipped the oil onto his fingers
and placed two at the dunpeal’s entrance, slowly running them around the edge.
EN-US'>
“Inside
here moonbeam” he whispers before shoving them in together making the blonde
arch and cry out, as they pull out and force there way back inside, sending
bolts of pain through the dunpeal who moans. The vampire leaves his fingers
buried inside his dunpeal for a moment and searches, scissoring his fingers
making the blonde whine.
“AAAHHHH”
the blonde suddenly shouts as the vampire grazes that point just inside of him,
sending waves aftere ofe of pleasure coursing through him. “Oh God go deeper”
A
third finger is inserted as the dunpeal continues to writhe. The sounds coming
from his throat and the way he arches lets the vampire know the child of
Dracula is ready.
Orlox
smiles and withdraws his fingers, leaving the dunpeal empty and feeling cold.
Orlox lifts the vile and tips it to pour some onto his hand.
looking up so pleadingly at the vampire, that Orlox cannot fight it, putting
the unused vile down, he leans down kissing the dunpeal as he slowly finds his dry
entrance. Eliciting a
moan from the moonlit nymph beneath him that he swallowed with great
satisfaction.
Once the
tip is inside he leans back before ramming forward and forcing the rest if his
entry causing the blonde to scream as flesh is torn, blood leaks down onto the
mattress as Orlox comes to rest fully inside
watches
and gives a little jerk of movement, the dunpeal tenses further and Orlox
smiles showing off partially extended fangs.
“h
. . .hurts” the dunpeal gasps red streaks lining his cheeks where tears have
fallen, Orlox leans forward and laps them away. Taking a few gasping breaths he
tries to speak
“want
. . . stop?” he manages when the blonde simply lies gasping eyes tightly closed
Orlox sighs and begins to pull out, alabaster legs wrap around his waist
stopping him
“Don’t
. . . Stop” red eyes are open now as the dunpeal jerks roughly beneath him
Orlox
blinked, looking down at the wanton creature beneath him. It was almost as if
him, for him to indulge his sadistic streak while luxuriating in
first slow thrust, pulling out and pushing back in
the control to continue.
making them slid together easier, causing the chafing to stop.
“So tight”
Orlox gasps
Orlox, digging down, claws breaking the skin. As Orlox pulled out painfully
slowly and with agonising precision, and then thrust back in with bone-jarring
force.
the angle, that unique button inside every man. Slender legs wrap tighter as
pale hips jerk to meet Orlox’s thrusts, soon a steady rhythm is accomplished,
making both groan at each movement.
“More . .
. harder” he panted
Orlox
grinned and slammed into the dunpeal with a bone shattering force, hearing
cries of pain laced with pleasure, he shuddered. The beautiful creature beneath
him was milking him harshly, already he could feel the tightness in his
muscles, the tingling low in his stomach, and he knew he wasn’t going to last long.
But then again they had forever to do this, again and again.
He sped up
his thrusts and winced as the dunpeal’s head struck the headboard, ivory hands
dug into the soft wood causing it to splinter under his grip. As he used the
leverage to push back harder. Fragments of the headboard stuck into the
dunpeal’s hands causing them to bleed and him to cry out as his grip tightened,
this was perfect, this was passion in its rawest form.
The
vampire felt the pangs of release and gripped the dunpeal’s member and jerked
hard. Two more thrusts and four jerks and they came in unison. Each crying out
as jolt after lightening joltrelerelease shot through them, causing them to
arch together and collapse.
al
alright” Orlox gasps a few minuets later, pulling out, watching blood drip from
him. He collapses next to the dunpeal, a hand reaching up to tamper with ivory
hair, he liked
like wool but smooth like silk, he smiled and buried his face in the ivory
mess.
he’d never seen the dunpeal grin, it was a strange experience, he looked so
much like his father when he did that.
“Want
to go again” Orlox asks feeling
purring
“Only
if I get to do that to you”
harder
“What
ever you want my moonbeam”