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Naming Souls
Sequel to those who are hunted
Disclaimer: 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 Adrian . . . then he’d be mine.
Warning: this fic contains YAOI (GuyXGuy), Bloodplay
and a lemon; if this offends or
upsets you do not read this, it that simple.
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Richter/Adrian, Adrian/Richter
Setting: post Castlevania symphony of the night
Dedications: this is dedicated to all Castlevania
fans, there could never be to many.
Summery: The trials that must be endured while Adrian tries to adapt to
what he has always wanted, a normal life.
Authoress note: Those who are hunted was
probably the first long-ish fic I ever wrote; I have
written this to commemorate that fact. For those who asked please forgive me
that this has taken so long to come out.
Italics mean either flashbacks or thoughts
* / * / * / * / *
Chapter
five
After
a time Adrian had collapsed, his injuries to grave for him to heal without
rest, and Richter had lifted him, the hillside was to steep for him to climb
carrying the immortal so he would have to go around which would take much
longer and made Maria’s cottage closer than the Belmont house so that was where
Richter was heading. Lifting the head of the griffin which was still in one
piece he swallowed tasting bile in his mouth. Adrian had never really seemed the monster to
him before, always the innocent victim, the one that was incorruptible but
after tonight that had changed. Richter had half thought about leaving the
dunpeal in the woods, half dead and bleeding it would not take long for some
scavenger to finish what the griffin had started. But he just couldn’t do it,
he walked away leaving the half blood only to practically run back, scoop the
lithe form up in his arms whispering soft words of apology and love through
tears of helplessness.
He
loved this creature, this creature which was that he was supposed to kill and
he couldn’t fight it, it made him weak. He was a Belmont
defending, caring for and loving the half blood son of Dracula; he had lived
with that before using the illusion of Adrian’s
innocence as a way to justify his love, poor broken Adrian
held captive in that terrible place for so long, poor Adrian who had suffered so at the hands of
man. But now that illusion was gone, Adrian had
basically eaten the Griffin
alive, showing Richter that what he loved was not an innocent creature with
slightly ‘kinky’ wants but a monster barely controlled. Groaning Richter made
his way up to Maria’s cottage on the edge of the Belmont estate.
“Dear
god! Richter what happened.” Maria gasped as Richter walked in silent and
practically threw the dunpeal onto the floor, Alucard cried out in his sleep as
he was thrown.
“Richter!”
Maria snapped “what do you think your doing,” she
knelt over the dunpeal “he’s really hurt! Jesus Richter! How could you!”
“He’ll
heal,” Richter spat “vampires do that. Monsters do that.” Richter muttered as
Maria disappeared into the kitchen.
He
refused to look at the broken pile of limbs on the floor that was slowly
pulling itself back together for he knew the minuet he looked he would feel
grief and guilt for allowing one so beautiful to come to harm. But that was
what vampires did, they were all beautiful, even Dracula had been beautiful,
the first time Richter had seen him it had taken his breath away; they all used
their beauty to get what they needed. Adrian
was using him, using him for food, for protection after all who better to
protect a half blood from hunters than the most powerful hunter there was. Part
of Richter cried out at the thought for he knew it wasn’t true Adrian was more than capable of protecting
himself, he had no reason to use the hunter, no reason to stay with him other
than the love he claimed to feel for him.
“Richter
what’s gotten into you?” Maria demanded returning from the kitchen.
“I
watched him practically eat that damn bird,” Richter sighed his anger bleeding
out of him like water, sadness and grief taking its place “I . . . I guess I
never really knew,” he paused suddenly “oh hell what am I saying, I knew he was
a monster when I met him, he’s Dracula’s friggin son!”
“Richter,”
Maria reached out touching his arm
“I
mean what did I expect,” Richter had tears in his eyes “that I’d fall in love
with him and everything would be hunky doory.” He sniffed “I thought it was bad
when he had problems mixing with people, HA! That’s nothing compared to what
he’s capable of.”
“Richter
he killed a griffin so what you’ve killed many a monster,” Maria was confused
“I
don’t wallow in it though, he practically rolled in that things remains,” the
hunter swallowed as if he was trying to stop himself being ill, “he’s one of
the monsters, really one of the monsters. He ate that Griffin from the inside out while it was
still alive; I watched him eat it!”
Maria
was still for a moment, as she let Richter think. Adrian
was a daemon but . . . he was still Adrian, Adrian who was terrified of mortal men yet
faced them down for him, Adrian who teased him almost constantly Adrian who he
loved with all he was. Richter shook his head, he was a Belmont in love with a vampire, and the only
thing that could ever be worse would be if he was in Love with Dracula himself.
But that didn’t matter, Richter swallowed as he realised that deep down he
really didn’t care, and suddenly he knew that he would defy the gods themselves
to keep his dunpeal, even if he had to chain Adrian up in the basement to keep him he knew
he would.
“Do
you love him?” Maria asked watching as the dunpeal on the couch now rolled over
“well?” Richter sighed
“That’s
the problem,” the vampire hunter looked up “I love him with everything I am, he
could go on a killing spree and I would follow behind making excuses and
attacking any who thought to harm him,”
“Why
is that a problem,” Maria asked “that’s what love is, love is blind it blinds
you to a person’s faults,”
“I’m
a Belmont Maria,” Richter whispered “I’m the sworn enemy of Dracula and I’m in
love with his son. Sometimes it makes me feel . . . like I’m betraying my
people.”
“You
aren’t betraying anyone by loving Adrian, Adrian didn’t ask for his parents to
birth him, he was raised as a vampire and still he refuses to murder for blood.
In my opinion that makes him a heck of a lot nobler than any human.”
Richter
paused thinking over Maria’s words before a slow smile
broke out on his features. The girl was right, Adrian had proven his love time and time
again, he had proven that despite birth you were your own person and if
occasionally his ‘monster’ got the better of him then maybe that was the price
you paid. You didn’t get second chances at life, so you made the best of what
you got.
“Thank
you Maria,” Richter smiled “you are wiser than your years.” At that particular
moment Adrian
decided to regain consciousness, his skin caked with mud and dried blood the
dunpeal made a disgusted face that made Richter laugh, but the laughter was
quiet and short lived before Richter came on his knees beside his love and
moved blond bangs out from his eyes.
“Richter,”
the dunpeal’s throat was so dry “what . . . whe . . . you’re hurt,” a shaking
blood covered hand came up to wipe a small cut above Richter’s eye “what
happened?” the dunpeal asked but before Richter could reply recognition dawned
“the griffin! I . . . Richter I . . .” Richter swallowed he’d never seen
someone look so wretched before, Adrian
looked at that moment more helpless and heart-rending than Richter had ever
seen anyone look, ever.
"Asshole.”
He breathed “scare me like that again and I’ll . . . ” he smirked and stopped
talking, wiping dried mud and blood from the immortal’s face “Be more careful
next time." Grunting at his weight, Richter lifted his lover into his arms
and turned to Maria “thank you Maria,” Maria smiled watching as Richter managed
to get himself and his dunpeal out her front door.
"Richter, I can
still walk." Adrian’s
voice echoed in the darkness
"Shut up. I'm
enjoying this." Richter’s laugh faded into the darkness.
The walk back to the
mansion was silent mostly until they entered the gardens and Adrian decided he’d waited long enough and
started trying to distract the mortal. Richter fumbled with keys and almost
dropped his lover as Adrian’s
light nibbling became suddenly harder, he felt his legs shake and heard the
keys hit the floor. Putting the immortal down he
pressed him into the cold stone wall hard.
“You’re making this very
difficult,” he hissed grinding hard into the lithe form of his love, Adrian
winced, both in pleasure at having Richter so close, pressing against him so
firmly but also in mild discomfort as the oddly carved wall digs into his
spine, he lets out an almost silent whimper “will you be good?” Richter asks, biting his lip with little fangs Adrian nods. Richter leans down and lifts the
keys unlocking the door before lifting his lover once again.
“I told you I can walk,”
Adrian protests
weakly but still wrapping arms around Richter’s neck
“Your ankles fractured,”
Richter hissed “besides can I help it if you’re sexy when your helpless?”
dangerous little claws ran down Richter’s abdomen pressing just hard enough to
let the mortal know that the dunpeal wasn’t exactly as helpless as he seemed to
think. Adrian’s
mouth found his throat again as Richter found the stairs, legs shaking Richter
decided against stairs, knowing full well that half way up them he would
probably end up falling back down.
The mortal managed to
elbow open a door to the dinning room, and didn’t resist this time as the
dunpeal struggled in his grasp, instead he let the dunpeal go and let out a
surprised yip when he found himself pressed up against the wall cool mouth
running gently over his own. The dark haired hunter groaned softly into the
kiss, hands wandering down his lovers back absently pulling the already
shredded shirt off. Palms ran over smooth skin, and down into leather trousers.
The mortal smirked feeling the dunpeal give a little jerk when questing fingers
played over his opening.
Experienced
fingers quickly unbuttoned Richter's shirt, trailing over the tanned flesh and
sensitive nipples. The hands in Adrian's trousers stopped teasing his opening
and shifted forward, gently cupping his growing arousal as the white haired
immortal moved down to take one of those delicious nipples in his mouth. Sharp
little teeth closing mock dangerously on the defenceless bud of flesh.
"Ad . .
Adrian!" Richter
managed to say as Adrian
reached down to tug impatiently at Richter’s trousers, held in place with a
knotted tie. Adrian
shifted to the other nipple, biting lightly as he lost patience with the tie on
Richter’s trousers and snapped the offending piece in his hands,
Richter made a token protest with no real weight.
Richter let
go of Adrian and leaned back against the wall when the immortal ran his tongue
over a muscled abdomen as he slid down to take Richter's erection in his mouth.
Richter heard himself whine and felt strong clawed hands on his hips preventing
movement as his erection was lightly worshiped by the blondes
mouth. Tongue almost timidly reaching out to run over veins, panting patterns
over Richter’s flesh until tired of teasing himself the immortal jerked
forwards mindful of his evil little teeth and swallowed his lover whole.
Richter felt his legs shake as one of those clawed hands on his hips moved
slowly over the insides of his thighs, the mortal groaned loudly as Adrian seemed to feed from
him here. Bright red eyes flicked up to drink in the look of ecstasy on Richter's
face as the hand teasing Richter’s thighs slowly moved between those strong
thighs to tease around the mortals opening. Richter felt the light questioning
touch on his opening and jerked, almost losing himself to his lover’s mouth and
hands he stopped. Pushing Adrian away despite the light cry of protest
from the dunpeal.
Adrian sighed as
he was pushed back, he knew Richter was close, so very
close he’d wanted to taste it again. Images of drinking down his lovers seed only
to rise up and claim the hunter’s body had made the immortal ache most
painfully. But now he realised as Richter lifted him to his feet and
practically tore his trousers from him that it seemed Richter wanted that joy
this night. Adrian
purred lightly, he didn’t mind there were very few things if any in this world
that could make him feel better than Richter’s weight settled over him and in
him.
"Adrian." It was
almost predatory, yet still fully in control. Adrian was slowly backed across the room with
a series of kisses until he bumped into the dinning room table. He winced as a
few glasses that remained from this nights party hit
the ground and shattered. Richter seemed not to mind.
"Perfect,"
Richter said as he noted the now clear table and leaning down lifting his
lover’s legs he pushed Adrian
onto the table. The mortal took a moment
to admire the immortal now spread across his table and grinned; no one else
could ever have had anything as wonderful as this, never. Leaning forwards the
brunette kissed the blonde hard groaning pleasantly at the feeling of sharp
little teeth behind soft lips, pushing his tongue into Adrian’s mouth he deliberately sought out
those teeth and pushed his tongue onto them making himself bleed.
Adrian’s reaction
was different than usual, normally a little blood made the dunpeal half wild,
clawing and groaning but this time the groan that came with blood was lazy,
content like a cat with cream. Richter smirked into the kiss knowing that the
immortal had probably already had his fill this night; the languidity with
which Adrian
sucked on his tongue made Richter shiver. Dangerous little claws ran over his
backside and back, trailing down his arms and chest, raising all the little
hairs on his body. Richter unwillingly pulled back, pushing the immortal
further up onto the table and climbing slowly up with him.
“I want
you,” he breathed, slowly lowering his full weight onto the blonde who purred
loudly and arched up to meet him.
“You have
me,” Adrian wrapped arms around the hunter’s throat, nuzzling against warm
skin, his hunger for blood sated now only physical lust consumed him, it was
refreshing for the immortal not to have to separate the two . To know that
every ache and pain he felt now was from his desperation for Richter’s flesh
and nothing else. “Take me,”
They kissed
roughly as the mortal wished he knew words to describe the sheer beauty of his
immortal, he moved so wantonly against the fingers slowly finding their way
inside of him. The noises that worked their way up and out his mouth tugged at
the mortal, making him want to bury himself fast and hard inside his lover.
Absently his mind told him that Adrian would
probably enjoy that as much if not more so than he would but Richter ignored
it, he still wasn’t quiet used to the dunpeal’s masochistic side and only gave into
such demands when Adrian
all out begged. Leaning up Richter looked down and wondered what he had been
thinking earlier, when Adrian had frightened him
to the point where he was considering leaving the immortal, really what had he
been thinking, even if Adrian
was a daemon in the body of an angel he was spreading his legs in an invite
Richter couldn’t refuse.
“I love
you,” Richter breathed positioning himself “I Love you so much it tears me
apart inside.” And with that he pressed inside slowly filling the immortal
beneath him.
The hunter wrapped long
pail legs around his waist allowing the dunpeal to adjust as it happened and
smirked as those legs tightened around him. Adrian had his eyes closed and
jerked a little when Richter leaned down to kiss him, Richter almost purred
when he felt desperate hands close on the sides of his face holding him there
as the dunpeal was driving his tongue into the hunter’s mouth, trying to convey
just how much he wanted this. He broke the kiss when the invading member slowly
pulled out only to be thrust back inside running across that spot deep inside
him and he screamed. Richter was for a moment thankful that all the guests had
been taken away by Maria before he swallowed heavily gripping at the table
trying to keep his movements slow and deep, pausing at the end of each trust
letting the immortal feel him inside.
“Please,” the word was
whispered so silently that Richter almost missed it, looking down he saw Adrian had opened his eyes
and looked so pleading and desperate that the mortal couldn’t say no.
Adrian cried out as the thrusts came
faster, shaking his body. No doubt his father would have been embarrassed
hearing his child beg a mortal but pride be damned if Richter had kept it up at
that speed Adrian
knew he would have broken. He knew he was being loud but remained unable to
prevent it especially when Richter’s hand found his neglected arousal and began
to pump it in time with his strokes. It wouldn’t take long, claws reached up
and dug into Richter’s arms as the hunter felt his entire body burn and strain
with the force he was using not to climax so quickly, Adrian’s mouth had had
him on the edge before they’d even started but right now he wanted to see his
lover spill first. Leaning down Richter closed their mouths together again,
desperate for his lover to finish he stroked his tongue over those little teeth
again drawing blood and this time he got the reaction he expected, the immortal
thrashed wildly under him almost hurling the mortal off the table. Richter felt
and heard Adrian
scream into the kiss and felt heat on his chest; the sudden tightening of
muscles around his member would have given him a friction burn had the mortal
not suddenly filled his lover with his own release. The sound of passion echoed
through the mansion and out onto the grounds where smaller monsters were slowly
sniffing at spilt griffin blood knowing deep in their souls who still owned
these woods, who still ruled them.
Adrian slowly opened his eyes feeling his
lover still inside of him and collapsed on top of him, prodding him gently
Richter groaned. Adrian
nuzzled at the mortal, the feeling of still being full making him tingle and
Richter was pressing against him perfectly, the immortal could feel the
beginnings of arousal stir in him again. He prodded Richter again more
impatiently this time and looking up Richter smiled.
“You want more,” Richter
purred Adrian
smiled
“You’re damn right I do,
but can we go upstairs? I’m lying on a fork.”
End Fic
Authoress note: there all done.
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