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Fic: A Vampire's Fantasy (ABVH)
Title: A Vampire’s Fantasy
Author: Alex (alex_cat_45@yahoo.com)
Type: FCSlash
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I do not own them, nor do I profit from their use.
Warnings: Beastiness.
Beta: Larian Elensar
Pairing: Jason/Jean-Claude
Archive: Alex’s Story Book, The Pard
Author’s Note: I set this one up some time back when Jean-Claude mentioned something about having one of the werefolk in their beast form. Well, I’ve given him one.
Spoilers: No.
Summary: Just a werewolf in love.
~~~
A VAMPIRE’S FANTASY
Jason was embarrassed.
He was so… horny that he knew he would beg Jean-Claude. Their being together this way was new to him still and they didn’t often do it. Anita seemed all right with it but neither of them wanted to push it too much and get out of her good graces. When Anita was angry, no one was happy.
It was almost time for the vampire to wake. He tried to keep his excitement in check but so far, was having no luck. He slipped into Jean-Claude’s chamber. He was alone and had not yet awakened. His hair lay around his head like a dark halo and his skin was as pale as … the dead.
Blue eyes opened and Jean-Claude smiled a hungry smile at the blond were.
“Good evening, my lovely wolf.” He held his arms open for Jason. Jason paused to slip out of his black leather pants and tight leather vest before joining the vampire. His excitement was very evident as his erection bobbed and rubbed against Jean-Claude’s thigh.
“It would seem that you are as hungry as I am, Jason.” Jean-Claude pulled him close for a bone-melting kiss. Jason said nothing, just made a sound quite like a happy puppy. “Perhaps I can call your beast and fulfill one of my fantasies tonight.”
Jason almost stopped breathing. Jean-Claude had mentioned it before, having him in his shifted or partially shifted form. Jason trembled a little at the thought. He had shifted when he and Nathaniel were with Anita once… and once in the car, her Arduer had caused him to completely shift. But he had never mated with anyone even partially shifted.
Jean-Claude kept murmuring about what he wanted until he sank his fangs into Jason’s shoulder. Jason groaned in pleasure and writhed beneath Jean-Claude. He wanted to come… needed to. He always felt this way when the vampire fed, the eroticism and the pleasure almost more than he could withstand.
But this time, he told himself to hold out, to wait.
*
Jean-Claude was warm and fed now, and hard as stone. He could sense that this wasn’t just his typical feeding with Jason. Jason’s lust called to his own and he lapped the last traces of blood from his skin and looked into Jason’s blue eyes. He kissed him again, his tongue battling with Jason’s for control.
“I am the master but if I call your wolf… I think you will master me this time,” Jean-Claude whispered against his skin. The Arduer burned bright in the vampire. He would give himself to Jason’s desire, to his own fantasy this night. One could not always act as predicted or life would be dull.
Deep inside Jason, he felt the beast, ready to be loosed. He called it…called Jason’s lust with his own and watched his eyes change.
“Is this what you want, Jason? What you truly want?”
“Yes,” the were growled back in a voice that had changed already into more animal than man.
Jean-Claude began to kiss his hot skin. He always loved the heat of shifters since his own existence was often so very cold. He licked the salty drops of fluid from Jason’s lower belly and let his fangs drag over his flat abdomen, drawing tiny drops of bright red blood against the boy’s golden skin. He licked them off.
“We should moved out of the bed… if you’re going to shift.”
They slid down onto the floor, Jason landing on all fours. He was shaking, fighting the change.
“Do it. You cannot hurt me.” Jean-Claude’s voice was ragged with need. “I want it and so do you.” He challenged Jason.
*
Jason felt the beast writhe within him. It wanted the vampire, wanted his flesh and his body. He let it come… and he changed. Gone was the pretty blond boy of minutes before. In his place was a creature out of a dream, or a nightmare. He wasn’t quite all wolf, but he wasn’t human at all anymore. His eyes were green and he was covered in pale grey fur. He stood in the liquid that accompanies a change and growled at Jean-Claude.
As feral as he was now, he was still Jason. He reached beneath himself and touched an erection that still looked much more human than wolf but his size certainly had not suffered in the translation. He advanced on the vampire, every pore in his body singing with need. His cock twitched and dripped, wet as if he had been sheathed like a wolf.
He advanced on Jean-Claude gracefully on all fours. The vampire moved himself into position in front of Jason, presenting his pale backside to him. Jason leaned close and licked his smooth skin, noticing a few faint scars on his buttocks from his time as a whipping boy. He traced the scars up until they were heavier and more abundant, his tongue soothing them, healing the long ago hurts to a helpless child.
He could smell sex, his own and Jean-Claude’s, as he moved closer. He needed food or sex… and right now, sex was the need that was winning the battle. He pressed his furry thighs against the back of Jean-Claude’s and positioned himself against the tight little puckered opening. He shoved himself inside, grabbing Jean-Claude’s hips with his clawed hands. Jason raised his head and howled. There was no other word for the sound that came out of his mouth.
*
Jean-Claude could seldom remember being so aroused. His gorgeous *pomme de sang* was almost all animal and such a beautiful one with his nearly silver fur and those green, green eyes. Jean-Claude wanted to howl too as he was filled. Jason’s shifted form was bigger and thicker than he normally was and the vampire could feel every single enthusiastic inch as Jason began to thrust, moving from a few experimental thrusts to an unbelievably rapid rhythm in just a few seconds.
He moved closer, on top of Jean-Claude’s back, and reached beneath him to take the vampire’s cock in his hand. His hand was hot as he moved it rapidly. The frantic pace suited Jean-Claude. He was on fire too… the warm blood inside his body was coursing through him; Jason’s thick shaft and tight hand were doing their part too, stimulating his body both inside and out.
But it was Jason’s willingness to be what *he* wanted that excited the vampire the most. And having a werewolf make love to him was a secret fantasy, one that Asher did not even know. He knew that his body was being stretched to its limits but the pain was as sweet as the pleasure. The Arduer was fed well, drawing from Jason’s beast what it needed.
*
Jason felt the pleasure build to a level that neared pain and complete loss of control. He knocked Jean-Claude onto his belly with the violence of his thrusts as he plunged as deep as he could go and stayed there, his thick half-animal penis filling the cool passage with liquid heat. Jean-Claude was his! He felt the vampire’s answer as Jean-Claude filled his hand with his own semen. He thrust until he was spent, until he knew there was no more. He collapsed on Jean-Claude’s back, licking his cool skin and making sounds of satisfaction.
Jason lay still a few minutes then slipped from Jean-Claude’s body, his own changing slowly back to human form as the vampire gathered him close.
“*Mon loup*, you have made me very happy this evening. I can’t-” Jason put a finger over Jean-Claude’s lips and smiled at him. He laid his head on the pale shoulder and ran a trembling hand down the vampire’s chest, running a finger over the cross that was indented into his chest.
“You don’t have to say a word. I… wanted to have someone let me… my beast wanted to fuck someone…you, actually.”
“Me?” An elegant eyebrow shot up.
Jason grinned. “My beastie likes you.” He looked down at his half erect cock and back up at the vampire. “Both my beasties like you.”
Jean-Claude laughed, a rich throaty sound that ran through Jason. He pulled Jason up on top of him and kissed him. “We shall have to make sure your… beasties are satisfied then.”
And they did. All night long.
~end~
Author: Alex (alex_cat_45@yahoo.com)
Type: FCSlash
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I do not own them, nor do I profit from their use.
Warnings: Beastiness.
Beta: Larian Elensar
Pairing: Jason/Jean-Claude
Archive: Alex’s Story Book, The Pard
Author’s Note: I set this one up some time back when Jean-Claude mentioned something about having one of the werefolk in their beast form. Well, I’ve given him one.
Spoilers: No.
Summary: Just a werewolf in love.
~~~
A VAMPIRE’S FANTASY
Jason was embarrassed.
He was so… horny that he knew he would beg Jean-Claude. Their being together this way was new to him still and they didn’t often do it. Anita seemed all right with it but neither of them wanted to push it too much and get out of her good graces. When Anita was angry, no one was happy.
It was almost time for the vampire to wake. He tried to keep his excitement in check but so far, was having no luck. He slipped into Jean-Claude’s chamber. He was alone and had not yet awakened. His hair lay around his head like a dark halo and his skin was as pale as … the dead.
Blue eyes opened and Jean-Claude smiled a hungry smile at the blond were.
“Good evening, my lovely wolf.” He held his arms open for Jason. Jason paused to slip out of his black leather pants and tight leather vest before joining the vampire. His excitement was very evident as his erection bobbed and rubbed against Jean-Claude’s thigh.
“It would seem that you are as hungry as I am, Jason.” Jean-Claude pulled him close for a bone-melting kiss. Jason said nothing, just made a sound quite like a happy puppy. “Perhaps I can call your beast and fulfill one of my fantasies tonight.”
Jason almost stopped breathing. Jean-Claude had mentioned it before, having him in his shifted or partially shifted form. Jason trembled a little at the thought. He had shifted when he and Nathaniel were with Anita once… and once in the car, her Arduer had caused him to completely shift. But he had never mated with anyone even partially shifted.
Jean-Claude kept murmuring about what he wanted until he sank his fangs into Jason’s shoulder. Jason groaned in pleasure and writhed beneath Jean-Claude. He wanted to come… needed to. He always felt this way when the vampire fed, the eroticism and the pleasure almost more than he could withstand.
But this time, he told himself to hold out, to wait.
*
Jean-Claude was warm and fed now, and hard as stone. He could sense that this wasn’t just his typical feeding with Jason. Jason’s lust called to his own and he lapped the last traces of blood from his skin and looked into Jason’s blue eyes. He kissed him again, his tongue battling with Jason’s for control.
“I am the master but if I call your wolf… I think you will master me this time,” Jean-Claude whispered against his skin. The Arduer burned bright in the vampire. He would give himself to Jason’s desire, to his own fantasy this night. One could not always act as predicted or life would be dull.
Deep inside Jason, he felt the beast, ready to be loosed. He called it…called Jason’s lust with his own and watched his eyes change.
“Is this what you want, Jason? What you truly want?”
“Yes,” the were growled back in a voice that had changed already into more animal than man.
Jean-Claude began to kiss his hot skin. He always loved the heat of shifters since his own existence was often so very cold. He licked the salty drops of fluid from Jason’s lower belly and let his fangs drag over his flat abdomen, drawing tiny drops of bright red blood against the boy’s golden skin. He licked them off.
“We should moved out of the bed… if you’re going to shift.”
They slid down onto the floor, Jason landing on all fours. He was shaking, fighting the change.
“Do it. You cannot hurt me.” Jean-Claude’s voice was ragged with need. “I want it and so do you.” He challenged Jason.
*
Jason felt the beast writhe within him. It wanted the vampire, wanted his flesh and his body. He let it come… and he changed. Gone was the pretty blond boy of minutes before. In his place was a creature out of a dream, or a nightmare. He wasn’t quite all wolf, but he wasn’t human at all anymore. His eyes were green and he was covered in pale grey fur. He stood in the liquid that accompanies a change and growled at Jean-Claude.
As feral as he was now, he was still Jason. He reached beneath himself and touched an erection that still looked much more human than wolf but his size certainly had not suffered in the translation. He advanced on the vampire, every pore in his body singing with need. His cock twitched and dripped, wet as if he had been sheathed like a wolf.
He advanced on Jean-Claude gracefully on all fours. The vampire moved himself into position in front of Jason, presenting his pale backside to him. Jason leaned close and licked his smooth skin, noticing a few faint scars on his buttocks from his time as a whipping boy. He traced the scars up until they were heavier and more abundant, his tongue soothing them, healing the long ago hurts to a helpless child.
He could smell sex, his own and Jean-Claude’s, as he moved closer. He needed food or sex… and right now, sex was the need that was winning the battle. He pressed his furry thighs against the back of Jean-Claude’s and positioned himself against the tight little puckered opening. He shoved himself inside, grabbing Jean-Claude’s hips with his clawed hands. Jason raised his head and howled. There was no other word for the sound that came out of his mouth.
*
Jean-Claude could seldom remember being so aroused. His gorgeous *pomme de sang* was almost all animal and such a beautiful one with his nearly silver fur and those green, green eyes. Jean-Claude wanted to howl too as he was filled. Jason’s shifted form was bigger and thicker than he normally was and the vampire could feel every single enthusiastic inch as Jason began to thrust, moving from a few experimental thrusts to an unbelievably rapid rhythm in just a few seconds.
He moved closer, on top of Jean-Claude’s back, and reached beneath him to take the vampire’s cock in his hand. His hand was hot as he moved it rapidly. The frantic pace suited Jean-Claude. He was on fire too… the warm blood inside his body was coursing through him; Jason’s thick shaft and tight hand were doing their part too, stimulating his body both inside and out.
But it was Jason’s willingness to be what *he* wanted that excited the vampire the most. And having a werewolf make love to him was a secret fantasy, one that Asher did not even know. He knew that his body was being stretched to its limits but the pain was as sweet as the pleasure. The Arduer was fed well, drawing from Jason’s beast what it needed.
*
Jason felt the pleasure build to a level that neared pain and complete loss of control. He knocked Jean-Claude onto his belly with the violence of his thrusts as he plunged as deep as he could go and stayed there, his thick half-animal penis filling the cool passage with liquid heat. Jean-Claude was his! He felt the vampire’s answer as Jean-Claude filled his hand with his own semen. He thrust until he was spent, until he knew there was no more. He collapsed on Jean-Claude’s back, licking his cool skin and making sounds of satisfaction.
Jason lay still a few minutes then slipped from Jean-Claude’s body, his own changing slowly back to human form as the vampire gathered him close.
“*Mon loup*, you have made me very happy this evening. I can’t-” Jason put a finger over Jean-Claude’s lips and smiled at him. He laid his head on the pale shoulder and ran a trembling hand down the vampire’s chest, running a finger over the cross that was indented into his chest.
“You don’t have to say a word. I… wanted to have someone let me… my beast wanted to fuck someone…you, actually.”
“Me?” An elegant eyebrow shot up.
Jason grinned. “My beastie likes you.” He looked down at his half erect cock and back up at the vampire. “Both my beasties like you.”
Jean-Claude laughed, a rich throaty sound that ran through Jason. He pulled Jason up on top of him and kissed him. “We shall have to make sure your… beasties are satisfied then.”
And they did. All night long.
~end~