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A Nightmare with the Blue Hunter	By : DirtyJerrySchulz Category: -Misc Video Games/RPGs > Slash/Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1456 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not claim owner ship of Drunklestiltskin, who is a creation by Team Four Star, or Bloodborne, created by From Software. I am attempting to make no money from this fanfiction.

Chapter List
- 1-A Nightmare with the Blue Hunter
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            The dark halls of cathedrals, under the light of a false moon, no longer bring me fear. My blood now calmly pumps through my veins in response to the sight of crying mothers and children or the sound of twisted beasts. No, what scares me now is the laughter that I hear echoing in the night. A monster more menacing than the greatest church beast roams this hunt. I’ve heard stories only about a hunter clad in blue and red. Some say these are the cackles of a man, yet others say that this psychopath stumbles along in the noble dress of an aristocratic maiden.

            Now, I know who my chuckling tormentor is. He is indeed a man in woman’s clothes. His distorted face would sicken an ordinary onlooker, but it somehow enthralls me into its sharp edges and solemn hues. My blood rushes from my heart to my brain and finally settled lower in my secondary head.

            “A-are you the blue hunter I have heard so much about?” I ask meekly.

            “Drunklstiltskin, they call me,” he replies. “What business have—do you have with me?” His voice split as if two sets of vocal cords fought for dominance in his slender throat.

            “I’ve heard rumors and your laughter in tonight’s hunt.”

            “My Laughter has been silenced now. I have found myself tightly in the grasp of a fearsome—fucking Bloodwig has been kicking my ass.”

            “Do you require assistance?”

            His eyes gaze into my own, their sunken lifelessness bore deep into me. “Fuck it. Let’s go ice this bit—dispatch this vicious adversary. He stands at the end of this blood river.”

            We fight our way through bloodlickers and old hunters until we stand at a wall of thick fog leading to the mouth of the blood river. Beyond the fog I can just barely make out a maddening beast. I see limbs strewn in all directions, but I can’t tell if those belong to the beast or if it carries fallen enemies on its body. Here, standing at the fog, I understand how this nightmare has caused my new friend so much trouble.

            Drunklstiltskin traverses the fog and barrels into the battle headlong. I follow, quickly swinging my Holy Sword, a symbol of my master Ludwig, at the foul beast. I hunt in the name of the old hunters. I will destroy any vile beast that stands in my way. Our blows land on the beast’s body shearing flesh from monstrous bone.

            “Eat my pizza cutter bitch!” Drunklstiltskin exclaims, grinning his mighty weapon into the monster’s face.

            The beast falls to its knees and a great sword falls from its back. The sword begins to shine the soft glow of moonlight. The crests and glyphs are the same as on my own Holy Blade. This must be the Moonlight Greatsword, which means this beast is—

            “Come get some, Bloodwig!” Drunklstiltskin, still screams madly.

            I lower my head in prayer, I am sorry master. I shall release you from this curse. May the Great Ones take you into their mercy. My eyes lift to see that Ludwig has also said a prayer to his magnificent moonlight. He stands apart from us and Drunklstiltskin laughs at the feigned cowardice, he must not know of my master’s immense power. Ludwig looses a powerful swipe through the air. In its wake a blinding wave of moonlight rips over the ground and towards us.

            “Oh that’s not very go—fuck, that’s bad,” exclaims Drunklstiltskin once again.

            I quickly dive to save my companion. I thankfully am able to push him under the blast, but my master’s light struck me instead. My body bounces along the ground. In my battered state I can see Drunklstiltskin charging at Ludwig. The two begin exchanging blows as I look on helplessly. I will save my master. Suddenly, I retrieve a blood vial from within my coat and jam it in my leg. Revitalized by the old blood I jump to my feet, wielding my mighty blade back into the fight.

            I strike at Ludwig, opening a deep wound in his side, which pours blood out like a shower pump. He then turns to me, Holy Blade lifted over his head. The grand sword shines it’s brightest now. There is no time to dodge and I don’t have the energy left in me even had I the opportunity. I will return to free you my master. The waving light floods out of the sword, but not into me. I look over to see that Drunklstiltskin has thrown his pizza cuter into the wound I opened and began shredding into Ludwig’s insides. The light that flowed from the grand blade turns on its master. Ludwig’s body rips apart and blood rains down upon my companion and I.

            “We fu—Huzzah! We are triumphant!” Drunklstiltskin yells robustly.

            He and I embrace each other in dance, wrapped in ecstasy. Painted in blood, his blue skin becomes a deep royal purple. He is truly beautiful. I press my lips against his and he pushes me away, but then he pulls me back in for more. He has a firm grip on my body while I tear off his royal dressings. Likewise, he undresses me. At this moment our thick, hard cocks met and laid over each other. My hand found his bright blue penis and began to stroke, using the blood we were drenched in as a lubricant. His cock twitched under my delicate fingers, growing more and more as I stroked.

            I released my grip and dropped instead to my knees. One hand reached for my own pulsing cock while the other guides his throbbing manhood into my mouth. His silky skin slides over my tongue. Its power is so overbearing that my jaw feels to be breaking open under its weight… its girth. The taste of this glorious shaft takes me to heaven as I suck and as I stroke.

            Suddenly, he grabs hold of my head and begins thrusting his powerful dick down my throat. I almost feel like my stomach is being prodded by the expanding head of his penis, while his bright orange hair tickles my nose and chin. Tears well up in my eyes as I struggle to breathe. His forceful thrusts stretch my neck. With each retraction, though, I lust to have it thrusted back in. I want his cock to fill my dirty mouth with his delicious, milky jizz.

            The hand that was once stroking his dick dips into the blood beneath us for more lubrication before lifting forcefully into his beckoning chasm of an asshole. First I slide one finger in and out of the open anal cavity. Then I add another finger and another, until my entire fist is pumping up into his bowels. He begins thrusting faster and I can his hard dick start to flair. His intensity makes both of us moan faster and loader. It makes my mouth moisten more and his asshole grip my fist tighter.

            In a blast, he fires his load down my throat. At the same time, I release down into the pool of blood. He slowly slips his cock out of my mouth. The delicious, salty cum swims over my tongue. I pull my fist from his asshole all at once and he squirts out even more cum. It covers my face as I rub it into my skin, as if to absorb his beauty through his squirming, little swimmers.

            “That was fun,” I say. “Was it good for you?”

            Drunklstiltskin just laughs and pulls a blood vial from under the crumpled mass of his dress. “I have not finished quite—I ain’t done fucking yet.” He injects the blood vial directly into his dick. It immediately raises back to full attention.

            He grips my hair and throws me forward. Before I can react he is behind me, pushing his member into my asshole. He pounds at my filthy asshole, lubed again by the blood, with even more force than before. The powerful thrusting forces my face into the pools of blood. I lift to gasp for air, but I’m only able to take quick breaths before he thrusts me down again. The intermittent gasping and moaning only raises the intensity as I drown in blood a pleasure. His visceral grip on my hips only strengthened the thrusting, pulling my ass towards his incredible cock as he rams it deep inside of me.

            Finally, I gain a little stability and can start moving my own hips. I start to slide my ass up and down the firm shaft. My cheeks slamming against his hips make both of scream out in explosive moanings. Our movement synchronizes until our intertwined bodies dance as one form, lustfully moving towards the goal of a beautiful orgasm.

            That orgasm comes just as forcefully as the thrusting. His dick shoots jizz deep into my asshole. As I fill up with his white hot cum, I let loose into the blood pool. Jesus Juice drips out of both ends of my nether regions. Laying in the blood, I take deep breaths to regain my composure. Once I am able to move I pick up my coat and begin searching its contents. My hand withdraws from the coat, holding a blood vial and a dark pellet held in a small white piece of paper. I slip the pellet into my mouth, it rolls around picking up the blood and jizz still swimming around my tongue. At the same time the blood vial enters my dick, I bite down on the pellet. Engorged on the power of beasthood and rejuvenated by the old blood, I rush towards Drunklstiltskin.

            I slide my arms between those silky blue legs and raise them into the air. My dick finds and enters Drunklstiltskin’s asshole as it hangs in the air. Now it is my turn to thrust violently into this blue starfish. With each thrust I succumb more and more to the beast within my blood. First my hands begin forming into long sharp claws, gripping Drunklstiltskin’s cheeks fiercely. Now my thrusting becomes more rapid and feral. The euphoria melts my mind as my dick opens his ass.

            I look down to see that Drunklstiltskin has started stroking his own member into the air. The engorged, blue dick stares strait into my eyes. My back arches downward and I am just able to lick the end of the massive cock. As I keep moving the blood-soaked hips onto my pulsing dick we both begin to moan loader.

            My dick explodes into his asshole, releasing a huge load that leaks out over my dick and drips over my balls. At the same moment Drunklstiltskin releases his cum over my face. His sperm shoots up and glazes over both of us. The blood and semen mix together on our flesh to create a light-pink slurry of bodily juices. I let him down off of my cock and we both start to rub the bloody santorum all over each other. We are both left panting when we hear a distant call.

            “Aaah. My precious moonlight,” calls the familiar voice from across the room.

            “Master Ludwig?” I exclaim as I rush towards the source of the sound.

            My master’s head lay at the edge of the room, still breathing and letting out a guttural cry. Drunklstiltskin stabs his dick again with a blood vial and throws a second one to me.

            “I’ll enjoy doing excruciating things to this unbelievable monster before us,” Drunklstiltskin says.

            “What do you plan to do to my master?”

            “I’m going to take my throbbing manhood an—I’m gonna skull-fuck this bitch. You should join. Skull-fucking for everyone. Come ‘ere Bloodwig.”

            I look at my new companion, then at Ludwig, then at my dick. The blood vial jabs invigoration into my dick as we move in on my master.
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