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Rating: M because of some kind of sex....not the kind that get you pregnant, but still. Also: homoerotism
Summary: I am not sure if I want this story to be horror or romance or both. I have a plot sorta outlined for this, but it is subject to change. Anyway, this starts with two lovers, only one of them is a murderer....see? I just ruined the first chapter suspense! How can anyone write a summary without giving something away? Must a be a skill! /rant
But I digress, here's my first part, hope you like it. I would like criticism and ideas, if possible. I am not very sensitive, so if you don't like it, feel free to tell me so.
PS: please send me a message (not a comment) if you see grammar mistakes, okay?
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He checked his watch. 1900 hours on campus. Students came and went from their classes, some leaving for home for the whole weekend. Like any Friday night in this university, parties were being planned, mostly around the number of people and the amount of beer available.
Students shuffled to and fro, most of them ignoring the young man who stood against the entrance of the newly-deserted Engineering building. He was dressed in the normal uniform of a grad student: jeans, white T-shirt and a chequered shirt.
He stood rather still, the fingers of his right hand tapping on his thigh as he squinted against the last rays of sunlight.
He heard a pair of feet approach, but thought nothing of it until their owner spoke.
"Hey...David?"
The one called David turned around to see a stout young man about to be twenty looking at him with timid eyes, despite the fact that he was noticeably taller than him. Dark hair and green eyes made the taller man look more exotic as he towered over the other, who had coffee-coloured hair and brown honey-laced eyes.
David smiled at his taller counter-part, grabbing his upper arm in a friendly way. "Come with me, Andreas."
He heard the second male exhale in discontent at the sound of his name. He himself could not tell why "Andreas" sounded old-fashioned or stupid, but he didn't care about that detail. Once they were well inside the building, David slowed his steps and abruptly took Andreas' hand. Andreas blushed noticeably, but he did not let go, he gave a faint squeeze instead. They kept walking, hand-in-hand, through the dimly-lit hallways, the silence interrupted by the sound of their footsteps and the occasional flickering of an old neon light.
They finally found the classroom they had been looking for, it fit about twenty students instead of the usual three hundred. The door was unlocked, because nobody wanted to steal an old overhead projector or some abused plastic chairs.
Andreas filed in rather sheepishly while David strode after him with purpose, closing the the door in the same motion. Two windows illuminated the room, one with a blood red and orange light, showing the last vestiges of the dying sun and the other with a bruised purple sky.
The shorter one touched his boyfriend's arm slowly, tracing it up and down as he got closer. Andreas, suddenly shy, avoided his gaze and looked at his feet even though he knew what he intended. He closed his eyes when David went for the kiss, but did not move away.
David continued to touch and kiss him without words until finally he got a response. A bit awkwardly, the darker-haired boy moved so both of them were in a better position, pushing against the nearest desk, making the iron-framed furniture occasionally groan in metallic protest.
Despite all his shyness, Andreas was rather excited by what was about to happen. It was a turning point in their relationship and he hoped that David saw it like that as well. Growing more and more passionate, he fished in his pocket for one of the those condoms you got for free at the nurse's office, complete with tiny cartoon instructions on how to put it on.
He was nervous, this was the first time he was going to have sex with David. He wanted to perform well, but not to seem too needy or aggressive. He did not know how to bring up the condom, despite his desire to present it as if he dealt with prophylactics all the time. At the beginning of this evening he had been wondering who would be wearing the condom, but it was becoming increasingly obvious that he would not.
David, for his part, kissed him fiercely, not allowing him room to breathe or, more importantly, think. He kissed and caressed intensely until Andreas was panting, his cheeks flushed and his hips grinding for more, the latex contraceptive soon forgotten.
David could hear the palpitations Andreas' excited heart was making. He cold feel himself growing longer, and he was almost overcome with the urge to enter him right then. But he did not want to spoil the timing, so he dry-swallowed and continued his erotic movements.
With a shaking hand that that seemed slightly hesitant at first, he reached down to his boyfriend's crotch, beginning a massage that would soon send them both in a frenzy.
Andreas moaned and shook, occasionally seeking a kiss, but generally too distracted with the hand on his pants.
Eventually he could not take in anymore and separated briefly from his lover, long enough to undo his belt and pull down his pants to reveal his very hard member. David took his cue to grab it and begin their carnal dance anew, using his long fingers to make Andreas forget everything except the two of them, screwing in a university classroom. Suddenly the dark-haired youth seemed to remember he was the only one with his dick out and moved his hands towards the zipper of his lover. But David shoved against him with renewed force, using his other hand to explore the other side of the half-off underwear, and soon his own pants were forgotten.
Knowing the moment was near by the short breaths Andreas was taking, the David took a long lick on his lover's neck. Immediately there was a strange prickling sensation on the taller youth's neck, but the he was not paying too close attention to his neck. He felt he was ready to burst.
Feeling expert fingers pleasuring him both from the front and the back, Andreas could not longer contain himself. Clutching on to David for dear life, he had an orgasm like never before. He hardly noticed that his boyfriend was biting his neck at the exact same moment. He yelled, moaned, and finally slumped, the loss of blood and the after-glow making him sleepy.
David lifted the limp body and crudely deposited him on the table, pulling up the soiled pants and underwear without buttoning either.
Running his tongue against his lips to lap up any traces of blood, staring at the unconscious young man. He was surprised; he had not expected Andreas to be a virgin. But there was no mistake in the taste of the slightly tangy and sweet taste in his mouth: the taste of someone pure. It had been quite a while since he had tasted something like this,but it wasn't like had been specifically been hunting for virgins. Still, it was a nice surprise.
He leaned against a desk, trying to remember the rules. Was what they had just done sex? Did it count if it had been done with a Mydian? Strictly speaking, there had been no penetration....
David sighed, too lazy to keep thinking about bothersome matters and decided to not break up with Andreas after tonight, like had originally intended to. He would have to wait a month or two before drawing his blood again, else someone could get suspicious. But if it turned out that this sort of sex did not count, he had struck gold. Nothing was better than virgin blood voluntarily given. Given Andreas' character, he knew that he was not likely to cheat on him, so this could go on for a few good years.
With that in mind, the vampire slung the limp body over his shoulders, and exited the room.
~~~~~~
Having deposited his so-called lover at his apartment, making sure he would not get too cold, David wandered the dark streets of the city, wondering if he could last on tonight's feeding or should he attack someone at random. He could wait until it was closing time at a bar and attack someone too inebriated to spell his own name. Maybe.
Without really thinking, he wandered into one of those all-night cafes. He had never had coffee when he had been alive, yet it always fascinated him to see how humans could get addicted to it. He had yet to meet one that did not like it.
"What can I get you, mister?"
Maybe he should suck on the waitress. He could hypnotise her right now to make her come into a dark alley with him. He turned to lock on her eyes, his own crimson-red in preparation for the glamour. But as soon as they made eye contact, her turned red aswell, a defensive mechanism. Of all the luck, David sighed discontentedly. She was a Mydian too.
Her eyes widening, she leaned in to whisper, so low that even another vampire would have trouble listening, which was probably the purpose. "Please, stay, I have a question for you. I finish at one."
David made a noise of agreement and exited the place, a bit annoyed. What did she want? If she had questions about vampirism, why not ask her coven master instead of a stranger? But he stayed, mostly for curiosity and being bored.
Eventually she came out of the cafe and stalked towards him. He began walking at a human pace, forcing her to slow down and make both of them seem like a couple. Less suspicious that way.
They walked about a block in silence, before David got annoyed.
"What do you want then?"
Author:
eltiteretista Rating: M because of some kind of sex....not the kind that get you pregnant, but still. Also: homoerotism
Summary: I am not sure if I want this story to be horror or romance or both. I have a plot sorta outlined for this, but it is subject to change. Anyway, this starts with two lovers, only one of them is a murderer....see? I just ruined the first chapter suspense! How can anyone write a summary without giving something away? Must a be a skill! /rant
But I digress, here's my first part, hope you like it. I would like criticism and ideas, if possible. I am not very sensitive, so if you don't like it, feel free to tell me so.
PS: please send me a message (not a comment) if you see grammar mistakes, okay?
~~~~~~~~~~
He checked his watch. 1900 hours on campus. Students came and went from their classes, some leaving for home for the whole weekend. Like any Friday night in this university, parties were being planned, mostly around the number of people and the amount of beer available.
Students shuffled to and fro, most of them ignoring the young man who stood against the entrance of the newly-deserted Engineering building. He was dressed in the normal uniform of a grad student: jeans, white T-shirt and a chequered shirt.
He stood rather still, the fingers of his right hand tapping on his thigh as he squinted against the last rays of sunlight.
He heard a pair of feet approach, but thought nothing of it until their owner spoke.
"Hey...David?"
The one called David turned around to see a stout young man about to be twenty looking at him with timid eyes, despite the fact that he was noticeably taller than him. Dark hair and green eyes made the taller man look more exotic as he towered over the other, who had coffee-coloured hair and brown honey-laced eyes.
David smiled at his taller counter-part, grabbing his upper arm in a friendly way. "Come with me, Andreas."
He heard the second male exhale in discontent at the sound of his name. He himself could not tell why "Andreas" sounded old-fashioned or stupid, but he didn't care about that detail. Once they were well inside the building, David slowed his steps and abruptly took Andreas' hand. Andreas blushed noticeably, but he did not let go, he gave a faint squeeze instead. They kept walking, hand-in-hand, through the dimly-lit hallways, the silence interrupted by the sound of their footsteps and the occasional flickering of an old neon light.
They finally found the classroom they had been looking for, it fit about twenty students instead of the usual three hundred. The door was unlocked, because nobody wanted to steal an old overhead projector or some abused plastic chairs.
Andreas filed in rather sheepishly while David strode after him with purpose, closing the the door in the same motion. Two windows illuminated the room, one with a blood red and orange light, showing the last vestiges of the dying sun and the other with a bruised purple sky.
The shorter one touched his boyfriend's arm slowly, tracing it up and down as he got closer. Andreas, suddenly shy, avoided his gaze and looked at his feet even though he knew what he intended. He closed his eyes when David went for the kiss, but did not move away.
David continued to touch and kiss him without words until finally he got a response. A bit awkwardly, the darker-haired boy moved so both of them were in a better position, pushing against the nearest desk, making the iron-framed furniture occasionally groan in metallic protest.
Despite all his shyness, Andreas was rather excited by what was about to happen. It was a turning point in their relationship and he hoped that David saw it like that as well. Growing more and more passionate, he fished in his pocket for one of the those condoms you got for free at the nurse's office, complete with tiny cartoon instructions on how to put it on.
He was nervous, this was the first time he was going to have sex with David. He wanted to perform well, but not to seem too needy or aggressive. He did not know how to bring up the condom, despite his desire to present it as if he dealt with prophylactics all the time. At the beginning of this evening he had been wondering who would be wearing the condom, but it was becoming increasingly obvious that he would not.
David, for his part, kissed him fiercely, not allowing him room to breathe or, more importantly, think. He kissed and caressed intensely until Andreas was panting, his cheeks flushed and his hips grinding for more, the latex contraceptive soon forgotten.
David could hear the palpitations Andreas' excited heart was making. He cold feel himself growing longer, and he was almost overcome with the urge to enter him right then. But he did not want to spoil the timing, so he dry-swallowed and continued his erotic movements.
With a shaking hand that that seemed slightly hesitant at first, he reached down to his boyfriend's crotch, beginning a massage that would soon send them both in a frenzy.
Andreas moaned and shook, occasionally seeking a kiss, but generally too distracted with the hand on his pants.
Eventually he could not take in anymore and separated briefly from his lover, long enough to undo his belt and pull down his pants to reveal his very hard member. David took his cue to grab it and begin their carnal dance anew, using his long fingers to make Andreas forget everything except the two of them, screwing in a university classroom. Suddenly the dark-haired youth seemed to remember he was the only one with his dick out and moved his hands towards the zipper of his lover. But David shoved against him with renewed force, using his other hand to explore the other side of the half-off underwear, and soon his own pants were forgotten.
Knowing the moment was near by the short breaths Andreas was taking, the David took a long lick on his lover's neck. Immediately there was a strange prickling sensation on the taller youth's neck, but the he was not paying too close attention to his neck. He felt he was ready to burst.
Feeling expert fingers pleasuring him both from the front and the back, Andreas could not longer contain himself. Clutching on to David for dear life, he had an orgasm like never before. He hardly noticed that his boyfriend was biting his neck at the exact same moment. He yelled, moaned, and finally slumped, the loss of blood and the after-glow making him sleepy.
David lifted the limp body and crudely deposited him on the table, pulling up the soiled pants and underwear without buttoning either.
Running his tongue against his lips to lap up any traces of blood, staring at the unconscious young man. He was surprised; he had not expected Andreas to be a virgin. But there was no mistake in the taste of the slightly tangy and sweet taste in his mouth: the taste of someone pure. It had been quite a while since he had tasted something like this,but it wasn't like had been specifically been hunting for virgins. Still, it was a nice surprise.
He leaned against a desk, trying to remember the rules. Was what they had just done sex? Did it count if it had been done with a Mydian? Strictly speaking, there had been no penetration....
David sighed, too lazy to keep thinking about bothersome matters and decided to not break up with Andreas after tonight, like had originally intended to. He would have to wait a month or two before drawing his blood again, else someone could get suspicious. But if it turned out that this sort of sex did not count, he had struck gold. Nothing was better than virgin blood voluntarily given. Given Andreas' character, he knew that he was not likely to cheat on him, so this could go on for a few good years.
With that in mind, the vampire slung the limp body over his shoulders, and exited the room.
~~~~~~
Having deposited his so-called lover at his apartment, making sure he would not get too cold, David wandered the dark streets of the city, wondering if he could last on tonight's feeding or should he attack someone at random. He could wait until it was closing time at a bar and attack someone too inebriated to spell his own name. Maybe.
Without really thinking, he wandered into one of those all-night cafes. He had never had coffee when he had been alive, yet it always fascinated him to see how humans could get addicted to it. He had yet to meet one that did not like it.
"What can I get you, mister?"
Maybe he should suck on the waitress. He could hypnotise her right now to make her come into a dark alley with him. He turned to lock on her eyes, his own crimson-red in preparation for the glamour. But as soon as they made eye contact, her turned red aswell, a defensive mechanism. Of all the luck, David sighed discontentedly. She was a Mydian too.
Her eyes widening, she leaned in to whisper, so low that even another vampire would have trouble listening, which was probably the purpose. "Please, stay, I have a question for you. I finish at one."
David made a noise of agreement and exited the place, a bit annoyed. What did she want? If she had questions about vampirism, why not ask her coven master instead of a stranger? But he stayed, mostly for curiosity and being bored.
Eventually she came out of the cafe and stalked towards him. He began walking at a human pace, forcing her to slow down and make both of them seem like a couple. Less suspicious that way.
They walked about a block in silence, before David got annoyed.
"What do you want then?"
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