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Hello!
Haha!� Not such a long time since the last update, for once!� Yay!�
*dances*� And this part, while it
starts slow, ought to wind up in a satisfying way for all you smut fiends out
there.� *holds up �smut fiends
anonymous� card*
This is a Castlevania
fanfiction, based on both Castlevania: Symphony of the Night and Castlevania:
Lament of Innocence. Neither of these games belongs to me, nor do any of
the characters appearing in them. I own only my plot�all characters and
other recognizably �Castlevania� things belong to those lovely people at Konami
who keep making all the pretty men straight, dammit!
This fanfiction contains
yaoi/mslash. If this offends you, please read no further. This chapter contains
vampirism (duh!), graphic male/male intercourse, self-pleasure.� It also makes mention of rape.� I assume that no one has gotten this far in
this fic who is offended by any of the above�
Comments, questions, and
virtual food-items are happily accepted via either email or that happy little
review link aff was so kind as to provide us.�
(For anyone sending virtual food�you may have noticed I�ve been dwelling
a bit over in Devil May Cry, so I�m having a bit of a craving for strawberries�� Damn Dante anyway!� And no, I don�t own him, either, or he wouldn�t be wearing jeans
under those scrummy leather chaps of his�)
Death Interrupted
Chapter 6: Entertaining Company
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Stepping
into the small, quiet house was vastly relieving.� Leon visibly relaxed, and their hosts seemed a bit less
hair-triggered.� Not that Joachim could
blame any of them�the defensive wards on this place were extremely
impressive.� Richter was master of the
place, and it had still taken him several minutes to convince the place to
accept the two new Vampires.� If there
was any safe place in the whole region, this was probably it.
Richter and
Alucard set their weapons aside once inside the door.� Joachim was a little unsettled to see the racks of weapons for
anti-Vampire use just inside the door, but found it not out of place, given
Richter seemed to be a full-time Vampire Hunter by profession.� He vanished his swords into thin air as he
usually did, but Leon had to find an empty spot on the rack to place his.� Then they all removed their cloaks, and
stepped into the main area.� Richter set
to getting a fire started, while the rest of them stood around like furniture.
Richter
smirked as he turned around.� �You know,
you are welcome to sit down.�� The he
looked at Leon.� �What are you wearing?� he asked.
Puzzled,
Leon looked down at his clothes.� The
loose, drape-like robes he wore over his tunic and trousers were extremely
old-style�Richter had probably never seen anything like them, since they had
mostly gone out with the days of knights.�
Not that there weren�t still knights, they were simply not the same as
the knights of the Crusades.� In fact,
Joachim thought Leon had made the smaller transitions in style rather
well�buttons had not been nearly as prevalent in the eleventh century, and he
seemed not to miss hose even the tiniest bit.
�Leon looked to him in confusion, though.� �Joachim, is there something wrong with my
attire?�
Joachim
smiled.� �Your garments are of fine
quality, but the style is a bit dated.�
Over-robes went out of fashion several centuries ago, and long tunics
are also out of date.�
Leon�s face
cleared.� �Oh, well that makes more
sense.�
Noticing the
confusion on the other faces, Joachim cut in.�
�I believe now is an opportune time for the explanation you requested.�
Richter
looked like he might pursue the centuries out of date thing, but Alucard nearly
jumped on the change of subject.�
�Indeed.� I would certainly like
to know why a section of forest that is usually calm has been overrun by so
many demons.�
Joachim
nodded and settled on the floor, motioning Leon to his side.� The blond scooted close to him, though he
did not curl against him as he usually did.�
Joachim frowned slightly at that, but let it slide.� The younger man�s morals were those of the eleventh century, for the most part, and he�d had no time
to adjust, unlike Joachim, who was almost two centuries older but adjusted to
the times.
�Let me
start with a story.� Seven hundred years
ago, there were two friends.� They were
nobles and knights�they supported each other in peacetime, and fought together
in war.� Returning from a campaign, the
elder of the pair discovered his beloved wife had died.� He took ill.� The younger man took care of their duties as knights and nobles
in his friend�s absence.
�A year
after taking ill, the elder man struggled from his sickbed to warn the younger
of a plot to carry off his beloved.� The
young man went after those who abducted his beloved, having been told they were
demons in the employ of a Vampire.� He
went alone, because the Church would authorize no action, instead focusing on
the conflicts that would later be named Crusades.� The young man renounced his land and title to have the freedom to
rescue his fianc�e.
�He arrived
at a castle perpetually clouded by night, where the Vampire holding his beloved
dwelt.� He found aid in an old Alchemist,
who provided him a magic whip with which to battle the demons of the
Castle.� Then the man fought�legions of
the undead, and monsters, and demons, and hideously twisted men came after him.� He even fought and defeated a lesser Vampire
imprisoned by his Sire, the lord of the Castle, for rebelling.� Along the way, he rescued his fianc�e, only
to discover that she had been bitten, and was Turning.� With the Alchemist�s help, he was able to
remove her still-pure soul from her body and encase it within the magic
whip.� With the added power of this
soul, the weapon could kill the lord, who was called Walter.
�The man was
strong and resolved to avenge the loss of his beloved.� Eventually, he prevailed and defeated
Walter, only to discover that all until then had been a game played by his old
friend, who had himself become a Vampire.�
This is the Vampire Lord called Cronqvist, who rules the lands directly
adjacent to these.� The young man
overcame Lord Cronqvist�s servant Death, but of Cronqvist there was no sign. �The young man swore himself and all his
descendants to the eradication of Vampires and their servants.
�The man
returned home, both victorious and defeated, with this new oath fueling
him.� He was still a wealthy man, for
not all his possessions came with his title, and he was well beloved by the
people of the area.� He eventually
married.� There was no true love in the
match, for his heart had already been given, but there was affection, and
honor, and soon there were children.�
�The lesser
Vampire who had been defeated in the Castle had found himself miraculously
alive, and sought out the man who defeated him.� His honor bound him to a type of servitude, so he became the
guardian of the young family.� He and
the young man even became friends, after a fashion, and the Vampire foreswore
the killing of humans for blood.� The
Vampire was called away by other duties eventually, for the space of a few
months.� Upon his return, he discovered
his friend, the young man, had died of a sudden illness that had swept through
the area.
�The Vampire
took it upon himself to protect the dead man�s family.� He told the young children�the oldest of
whom had been only six when his father died�everything he knew of their father.� He knew a great deal from their years of
association.� Further, he taught them
all their father had known about hunting Vampires, including strategies he
himself had aided the man in devising.
�The
children grew, and all three�including the daughter�became accomplished at
fighting demons.� As the children had
families, passed on the secrets, and died, the Vampire distanced himself from
the fledgling clan of Hunters.�
Richter, who
had been shifting impatiently the while, finally interrupted.� �What does this have to do with
anything?� I know perfectly well how my
own family was established, even if we sort of gloss over the fact that a
Vampire helped.� But it was seven
hundred years ago!�
Joachim
smiled slightly.� �Then let me tell you
about Lord Cronqvist.� He is a close
ally to Dracula, and scarcely a century younger.� He, like most Vampires, has dabbled for years in necromancy,
attempting to raise things from death.�
Many Vampires seek to overcome their own existences as undead through
necromancy; many others seek to create armies of those they bring back to life,
since undead have far fewer physical limitations than the naturally
living.� Still others miss companions,
family, or the like, and seek to return them to life.
�What sets
Mathias Cronqvist apart from the legions of Vampires who have tried their hands
at resurrection is that he was successful.�
He attempted to resurrect his long lost wife, Elisabetha, and the friend
he lost so soon after, Leon Belmont.� He
failed with Elisabetha.� He succeeded
with Leon.� Once he had pulled that
first Belmont Hunter�s soul from the Abyss, and given life to his recreated
body, he took it away again, seeking to hold his friend to him by turning him
into a Vampire without his consent.� To
further control the independent Hunter, he raped him at every feeding, hoping it
would make his friend into an incubus, and thus incapable of straying far from
him.�
Richter
snarled.� �Bastard.� To twist one of our line that way�� And no one should be forced to endure rape!�
Alucard was
growling softly.� �The Vampire Council
of Elders would be most interested to hear what Lord Cronqvist does to
Childer in his care.�
Joachim
waved it off.� �More than compensated by
the fact he returned someone to at least nearly full life.� He could use his secret as leverage for
immunity.
�However, he
did not reckon on the Belmont�s old Vampire friend finding him again.� Honor drove the Vampire to attempt to rescue
the new Childe, due not just to their old friendship, but also because his Sire
was abusing him terribly, and this Vampire had strong feelings about turning
the unwilling.� The Vampire took him
away from Cronqvist�s castle, and Sired the Childe again.
�Unfortunately,
Cronqvist could move his forces far more quickly than the Vampire
anticipated.� The Belmont was still
recovering from his second turning when the enemy came upon them.� Over the next few days, most of the mortal
companions the Vampire had brought along to keep him fed so he could feed the
new Childe were killed.� Then, unable to
escape Cronqvist�s minions, the Vampire decided to escape on foot with his
Childe, allowing the mortals to delay the oncoming horde.
�Luckily,
the Childe awoke that very night, and both escaped into the deep forest.� The run was hard on the Childe, and they
were forced to stop and rest a few hours from dawn.� The Vampire had just started to feed his exhausted Childe, when
out of the woods came a dhampire and a Vampire Hunter of the very line the
Childe had established.� After a small
altercation, these two were kind enough to offer the Vampire and his Childe
shelter for the day.�
Richter had
gone very still, staring in near-awe at Leon, who abruptly got over his
inhibitions and buried his face in Joachim�s chest.
�W-wow!� You�re the first Belmont Hunter!�� He scowled.�
�And that monster made you a Vampire.� �Realization dawned on his face.�
�And he raped you!�� He jumped to
his feet, only to be dragged down by Alucard.�
�Lemme go!� I�ve got a Vampire to
kill!� Let go, Alucard!�
Alucard
shook his head.� �I understand your
rage, Belmont�Richter.� But if you recall
from Lord Armster�s story, Lord Cronqvist is scarcely younger than
Dracula.� You cannot just rush
unprepared into battle against such a powerful demon.�
Richter
visibly drooped.� �But, Alucard.� He�s my father.� Many times removed, but still��
Leon looked
up from his close study of the fine silver embroidery on Joachim�s shirt.� �Then, as your father, I must second Lord
Alucard.� I do not want you injuring or killing yourself attempting to avenge the wrongs
done me.� Do you understand?� You are far too precious for me to allow you
to do something so foolhardy.�
Richter
sighed and bowed his head.� Then he
looked up, his eyes glinting with determination.� �Fine.� But I will help
you in any way I can�so long as it doesn�t endanger innocents.�
Leon looked
affronted.� �You think I would knowingly
endanger the innocent?�
Richter
looked remorseful.� �I�m sorry.� But you are a Vampire, now.� It is in the nature of Vampires to feed on
the blood of mortals.� I know some
restrain themselves from needlessly killing, and that the Belmonts have
historically looked the other way on their activities if there were any greater
threats about�and there usually are.�
But I still have to keep an eye on you, you know?� I�d be remiss in my duties, if I didn�t.�
Leon
smiled.� �I understand.� And I realize I am more dangerous because I
am yet a Childe, and my self-restraint has not been truly tested.� I pray to God I never give you cause to look
on me as an enemy.� You seem quite
formidable.� And Sara likes you.�
�Sara?�
Alucard asked.
�The soul
sealed in the whip,� Richter replied.�
�His once fianc�e.�
Leon looked
at Joachim.� �You said before�in
Mathias�s castle�that fugue is a common side-effect of the change.� I�do not really remember anything after
leaving the castle in the Forest of Eternal Night.� I vaguely recall seeing you after, and being shocked that you
were still alive�as alive as Vampires get, anyway.� I sort of remember a woman, blonde with green eyes�she sort of
reminded me of my sister�Leandra, not Arielle.�
�The one who
was married very young and died in childbirth?� Joachim asked.
Leon nodded
sadly.� �Yes.� Poor Lea.�� He
paused.� �I don�t remember any children.� Or dying.�
�What is
your first memory?� Do you recall any of
the process by which Cronqvist brought you back?� Alucard asked.
Leon
shuddered, pressing his face against Joachim�s chest.� ��No.� I remember only
being very cold, and Mathias�� He
shuddered convulsively again.� Joachim
put his arms around his Childe for comfort, and was surprised to note again Leon�s
unusually cool body temperature.�
Vampires were usually cooler than humans, except when just fed, but Leon
was much cooler.�
Even as Joachim noticed this, he felt Leon shiver again.� Then the Childe groaned.
�Oh,
no!� I was sure I was over this.�
�What?�
Joachim asked, trying to sense what was wrong with his Childe, but all he got
was a strange numbness from the other end of their link.
�The
illness.� It hasn�t hit the whole time
I�ve been with you, though that�s not been too long.� You wondered about it, and I suppose you now get to see it.� Oh, God.�
�What?�
Joachim demanded, feeling vaguely panicked.
�Richter, do
you have anyplace�private around here?�
I seem to become�uninhibited whenever this happens.� Could never struggle even against Mathias.�
Richter�s
deep blue eyes went wide.� �Uninhibited
how?�
Leon groaned
and pressed against Joachim.� �Nnnn, you
are going to find out if you�� He broke
off with a desperate groan, and Joachim was fairly shocked when Leon nuzzled
his cold nose into his throat, wracked with another series of shivers.� The Childe licked at the spot and shifted to
straddle his lap.
Richter shot
to his feet.� �Alucard, you�re bunking
with me.� Get whatever you need out of
the second bedroom, pronto!�
Alucard
appeared faintly surprised by Leon�s actions, but quickly moved to comply.� He didn�t have much in there, it seemed,
because he was quickly out again with a meager armful.� Richter looked relieved.
�Okay, you
guys can use that room.�
Leon made no
sign he heard, instead purring into Joachim�s ear.� �I�m hungry, Sire.�
Please, may I have a bite?� Just
a little one?�� The attention the Childe
was paying to Joachim�s throat was getting pretty serious, and one gloved hand
was sliding languidly up and down Joachim�s thigh.� Joachim forced down the groan building in his throat, and scooped
his Childe up.� Leon giggled�a strange
sound from a powerful Vampire and ex-knight�then surrendered to Joachim�s
strength.
Joachim
bobbed a small bow to Richter.� �Our
thanks for your hospitality, Richter Belmont.�
Please excuse us.��
Joachim
pushed hastily through the door into the small room they�d been granted,
located the bed, and promptly deposited Leon on it.� He disengaged and stood back, trying to slow things down, and his
Childe let him go.� The instant they
parted, though, Leon was struggling with his clothes, frantically pulling them
off himself.� Joachim�s throat went dry
as he watched outer-robe, boots, gloves, tunic, shirt and trousers disappear.� Then his mouth watered as his totally nude
Childe stood from the bed and approached him.
Joachim
couldn�t help the convulsive shudder that traced down his back when Leon
pressed all his fair skin against him.
�Mmm.� You are not getting undressed quickly
enough, Sire.� Hurry.� I hunger.�
It took all
of Joachim�s substantial willpower to flex his fingers over Leon�s bare
shoulders and hold him away.� �No,
Leon.� I made you a promise, remember?� I intend to keep it.�
Leon
pouted.� �Please, Sire?� I am willing!� I want you.� Do you not
want me?�� He turned his head to place a
kiss on one of Joachim�s restraining hands.�
�Tell me what I can do to make you want me.�
Joachim felt
his heart break at the utter devotion in Leon�s voice, the sincere need written
in his body.� He pulled his Childe�s
body flush with his once more.� �That is
not the problem, Leon.� I do want you.�
Leon smiled
at him.� �Good!� Then let us remove these bothersome
garments, shall we?�� The Hunter�s
clever fingers flew over the clasps of Joachim�s tunic, and pushing the cloth
aside, attacked the laces on his inner shirt.�
Then he slipped a sensuous hand into his trousers, and Joachim bit back
a growl.� He pushed his Childe sprawling
back onto the bed.
�Wait
there,� he said sternly, then rapidly shucked his unfastened clothes.� Leon stared up at him, looking positively
transfixed by the sight of his body.�
Joachim twitched a small smile and stepped up to the edge of the bed,
standing between Leon�s innocently splayed thighs.� The Childe moaned as he became aware of his position and how he
must appear, then shifted his legs a little wider to accommodate Joachim.
Leaning down
over the blond, Joachim paused to nuzzle his throat and press a kiss to the
spot right under Leon�s ear.� Leon
groaned deeply, closing his blue-grey eyes in bliss.� Joachim placed a small preliminary bite on his shoulder, and
nearly jumped off the bed when Leon cried out, loudly.� But his Childe�s bare legs suddenly wrapped
around him, locking around his naked thighs, bringing them into closer contact
and preventing him from going anywhere.
Joachim
groaned and Leon smiled sweetly up at him.�
�Feels good?�
�Nnn.� Yes.�
Quite,� Joachim managed to say, leaning just a little closer, so he
could rub his aching erection against all that silken skin.� Leon�s gaze traveled down their bodies, and
Joachim�s followed, wondering what had caught the Hunter�s attention so
completely.� It was quite a sight�his
own hardness far more red than seemed right on a porcelain-fair Vampire,
rubbing against Leon�s equally pale belly, drooling pre-cum all the while.� A little farther down, Leon�s equally
inflamed member prodded Joachim�s thighs.
Leon laughed
quietly.� �We look good together, don�t
you think?�� Joachim looked up into his
Childe�s beautiful face, the soft-looking mouth curved in a relaxed smile, the
pale eyes dilated hugely.� He smiled in
return.
�Yes.� We do.��
He stretched up for a kiss.� What
he got nearly qualified on its own as lovemaking.� Their tongues slid wetly together, now shallow, now deep, and all
warm and sweet.� Leon periodically
pulled away a little to place wet, but tongue-less kisses on his mouth, or to
lick across his lips, before sliding back in.�
Their extended fangs clicked together occasionally, causing both men to
tremble.
Their mouths
weren�t the only things involved in indecent acts, though.� Leon had one arm looped around Joachim�s
neck to steady them and help regulate the depth of the kiss, but his other hand
was busily molding Joachim�s erection.�
The Childe seemed to really love playing with Joachim�s pubic hair, and
he couldn�t say he minded.� Especially
since much more attention given directly to his aching cock would end this
little encounter far too quickly for either Vampire�s happiness.
As Leon
explored his crotch, Joachim was trying to map erogenous zones on his Childe�s
delightfully responsive body.� He could
only use one hand, since the other was holding him up to have enough room to do
this exploration, but one hand seemed to be enough.� Stroking one lean flank brought a giggle.� Squeezing the spot just above his hip
brought a little gasp and a slightly harder buck of his hips.� Raking his claw-like nails over a nipple
wrenched a startled gasp from the body below him, and a whole series of frantic
thrusts.
Joachim
lingered at the nipple for a moment, enjoying the impressive array of sounds
Leon made in response, then groaned in disappointment when his Childe�s hand
abandoned its station on his arousal.�
Leon started pinching and rubbing the nipple Joachim had thus far
neglected and making little sounds of relief.�
Joachim realized the contrast between the attention given such a prime
erogenous zone on one side, and the lack of attention on the other had to have
been driving the younger Vampire mad.�
He laughed softly against his Childe�s mouth.
�Like that?�
Leon gave a
particularly emphatic thrust, exclaiming, �yes!� so passionately Joachim
wondered if he�d come.� He hadn�t, but
was far too close.� Joachim pulled his
hands away from his nipples, soothing Leon�s frustrated moan with a kiss.
�Hush
now.� More of that, but later.�� He nibbled Leon�s lips for a while, giving
him a moment to calm, then moved down the Childe�s body.� He placed wet kisses and delicate bites all
over, but couldn�t help mouthing a nipple.�
Leon�s back arched eagerly, but Joachim determinedly moved on, down his
belly, over his hips�
A hand in
his hair stopped him as he was about to taste the Hunter�s straining
hardness.� He looked up, slightly
dismayed�he�d been wondering in the back of his mind if Leon�s cum was as
delicious as his blood�but Leon shook his head.
�Don�t.� I�ll never last, and I want�� He averted his eyes, and that was such a
normal thing for the vaguely shy ex-knight to do�not the wanton Childe Joachim
had been with all night�that Joachim assented.
�Very
well.� Tell me what you want, then.� I will not chance hurting you, or doing
something you don�t like.�
The glimpse
of the normal Leon passed.� �What do you
think I want?� Of course I want you in
me.� You know you want it, too, so
please, don�t fight.�
Joachim
frowned.� �Is that a good idea?� After what Cronqvist did to you��
Leon
laughed.� �Are you still thinking of
that?� You are not Mathias�you are
Joachim.� So far, you have never hurt
me.� You haven�t even used our bond to
order me to do something yet.� Why would
I not want this, when so far, you are so good to me?� His blood tasted a smidge better�have you been eating enough?�but
you�re better in every other way that matters.�� His blue-grey eyes cut downward, and he leered in a distinctly
not-Leon fashion.� �Including your
equipment.� Mmm, this will be great.�
Joachim was
slightly taken aback by Leon�s frank appraisal, but he didn�t let that stop
him.� He held up his hand, displaying
his claws.� �Look.� Because of these, I cannot prepare you.� I do not believe we have a suitable
lubricant either, so there will be pain.�
Do you know how you must be prepared?��
He smiled at Leon�s �well, duh� eye roll.� �Good.� Then, prepare
yourself.�� He sat down on the bed and
gazed expectantly at his Childe.
Leon blinked
a moment, then an almost sinister smile crossed his fine features.� �Alright,� he said, rolling onto his side to
face Joachim.� He spread his thighs,
propping one up to give Joachim a perfect view, and traced a hand down his body
sloooowly.
Leon, it
turned out, was a tease�a terrible, dirty little tease, and far too good a
showman for Joachim�s mental welfare.�
Or he would have been if it weren�t so obvious he intended to follow
through.� Leon stroked himself, his
whole attention focused on just his erection for several long moments, during
which he gasped and screamed and thrashed without restraint.� Then he backed off, tracing idle patterns on
the insides of his thighs and gazing dreamily at Joachim.� Joachim swallowed hard and laced his fingers
together to keep from grabbing the man and just taking him.
Leon�s hands
smoothed up his legs again, this time cupping his scrotum and rolling the round
organs inside.� He trailed a hand
further back, biting his lips as he firmly rubbed one clever finger against his
perineum to stimulate his prostate.�
Joachim found himself growling quietly and sank fangs into his tongue to
smother the harsh sound.� Leon just
smiled and swept one hand back up his body in almost the exact reverse path it
had taken down.� He popped one finger into
his mouth, suckling quietly.� When he
removed the digit, it was wet with saliva and blood from Leon�s
bitten�purposely, apparently�lips.
There was no
slow teasing now.� Leon simply shifted
positions slightly so he could get his hand into position, and pushed his
finger into his anus.� He cried out
loudly when he did so, shuddering and squeezing his eyes shut in a blend of
discomfort and pleasure.� Joachim
watched the finger vanishing into Leon�s puckered entrance and envied it.
Leon worked
that single digit around for quite a while before pulling it out.� When he did, he held his hand out to
Joachim, saying, �I�m ready.�
Joachim
frowned.� �Don�t you need more?�
Leon
laughed.� �The point, as I was once
told, is not to stretch yourself, but to relax yourself.� Two would probably be better,� he conceded
upon noting Joachim�s skepticism.� �But
we don�t have anything to really lubricate with, so two would probably be
pretty uncomfortable.� I�d tense up, and
then we�d be here all night, and personally I�d like to finally have this.� Besides, a little pain won�t put me off; I
was a knight, then a Vampire Hunter�that�s practically asking for pain.�
Joachim
sighed.� �If you�re sure�� But if you want to stop for any reason, you
have to promise to tell me.�
Leon rolled
his eyes.� �Yes, I promise, now love me, already!�
Joachim
nodded.� Confronted with the problem of
lubricant, he settled on Leon�s solution�a little spit and a little blood made
a slick, though rather quickly drying mixture that would simply have to do.� Joachim prayed Leon was right about pain not
putting him off, because he couldn�t wait anymore.� He spit blood from his bitten tongue into his hand and slathered
it over his penis, shivering at the smell and sensation of the fresh
blood.�
Finally, as
ready as either of them were going to be, Joachim placed his hand in the one
Leon still held outstretched and allowed his beautiful Childe to reel him
in.� He pressed his face into Leon�s
curly locks, bathing in his aroused scent.�
He placed a hand on either of Leon�s thighs to push them further apart
and up.� Then he reached a hand down to
steady himself for penetration, but hesitated again.
�Oh, for the
love of God, Joachim!�
Put it in already!� Leon cried out in
frustration.� Joachim was sorry to be
causing his Childe distress, but he couldn�t help pausing every so often.� This encounter was moving far too quickly,
and he wanted it to last.� He was,
however, resigned now to the fact it was going to be over all too soon, so he
pushed forward quickly.
Leon shrieked,
but the sound barely made it past the hammering in Joachim�s ears as he
sheathed himself in his Childe�s tight channel, suddenly radiating furnace-like
heat.� In the wake of Leon�s cry, the
younger Vampire began to moan his name, wrapping his strong legs around his
body.� Joachim growled ferally and
pumped his hips to drive his length into Leon�s constricted passage.� Blind thrusting until he got off wasn�t fair
to Leon, though, so Joachim began hunting for his lover�s prostate, even as he
swept down for a burning kiss.� He
swallowed Leon�s cry when he found the place he sought, and smiled into the
younger man�s mouth.� Leon wrapped his
arms around him, clutching him close as they sprinted toward the end.
Leon came
first, tossing his head and roaring like his namesake, should said namesake
ever learn how to say �Joachim.��
Joachim thrust several more times into the Childe�s rhythmically
clenching rectum before he, too, exploded.�
The pleasure made him see stars, hear church bells, and nearly faint�not
his typical reaction to sex, but more than welcome, just the same.
When he came
fully back to himself, he lay in a sweaty heap with Leon, their limbs still
entangled, but their bodies disengaged.�
He felt a rapidly healing bite on his shoulder, and a muscle strain in
his back repairing itself.� He chuckled
when Leon licked his chest like an overgrown kitten, feeling a slight return of
interest when he realized that the Childe was lapping up his own semen.� He carded his fingers gently through his
lover�s damp hair, and Leon looked up at him, a smile of lazy contentment on
his features.� There was a little
rivulet of blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, drying only very
slowly, and Joachim leaned forward to lick it away.
The small cleaning action led to an unhurried kiss
that lingered until Leon dropped off at sunrise.� Only then did Joachim manage to scrape together enough working
brain cells to realize they should probably get under the blanket�which they�d
likely ruined.� Joachim tucked them both
beneath the slightly worse for wear fabric, then settled to sleep himself.
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