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A ficcie
I have loved vampires since the very first one i ever saw and i did a little vamp ficcie in honor of Halloween. It's not been betaed yet so any mistakes are mine.
I could get used to these boys.
Title: Everything
Author: Alex (alex_cat_45@yahoo.com)
Type: Original slash
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: These are both MY characters.
Special Warnings: Bloodplay
Beta: Larian Elensar
Pairing: Alexander/Brian (both OCM)
Archive: Livejournal, Journalfen, OEAM
Author’s Note: These two men bear a resemblance physically to real people: Alexander looks like a certain NZ actor who is known for the villainous characters that he plays, especially a certain Russian exile. The other also looks like a NZ actor who has played Roman emperors and Rohirrim kings.
Spoilers: None
Summary: There is a reason for everything.
*~*
EVERYTHING
Alexander was old, older than his adopted country, older than anyone he knew. He was alone, so very alone, as he stood there in the artificial light of the city streets. He watched. And waited. He waited for the one he had searched for as long as he could remember.
**
The dark haired young man was new to the city, new to this country, for that matter. He was in the country for a movie premier. He was alone. He wished it were not so. He longed to share his excitement with someone, with a lover or even a friend but it was not going to happen this time. Maybe next time.
He saw the man come out of the shadows almost as if he just appeared from the mist. He was dark haired with eyes so intense that Brian found himself drawn to them almost as if he were mesmerized. He tried to look away. He felt his breath hitch in his chest as the man walked toward him. He was tall, over six feet and dressed in black leather from his long coat to this boots. The leather moved with him, its scent and sound setting Brian’s nerves on edge.
Brian thought to run. He wasn’t sure why but he felt like if he stayed, nothing would ever be the same. He did not move. He realized when the dark eyes were less than a foot from him that he perhaps had made a mistake.
**
Alexander felt his soul sing at the scent of this one. This was the one. The One. He had found his mate. All he had to do was claim him.
**
Brian was surprised that the man said nothing at all. He was even more surprised that he followed him without question as the man walked passed him. He led him to the park, the lovely manmade park, the daytime playground for children and joggers, the nighttime haunt of junkies and hookers, children of the night.
They walked to a moonlit meadow. The man stopped and turned to Brian. Wordlessly, the young man went to his arms, opened his own mouth for the seeking, hungry mouth of the leather-clad stranger. His heart pounded in his chest and his loins caught fire as the man plundered his mouth with tongue and teeth, running his hands through Brian’s dark hair as Brian pressed himself against the hard body of the other man.
“What will you give me, little one?” The man asked in an accent that sounded vaguely Russian.
“What do you want?” Brian asked, breath catching his throat as the hands in his hair slid down his back and pulled him closer.
“Everything,” was the simple answer.
“Everything.” Brian agreed, wondering if he committed a grave error, then deciding that he didn’t care.
**
Alexander lowered Brian to the grass, hands still caressing as his kisses trailed down a strong jaw and paused over the pulsing vein in the young man’s neck. His would be a heady potion, filled with life, filled with promise.
**
The feel of leather was replaced by that of smooth, cool skin and hot fevered kisses as the man removed his own clothing then Brian’s. Breath hissed from both of them as their cocks brushed against one another. Brian arched as sharp teeth nipped his chest, and then switched to a gently suckling and back to the pleasure and pain of sharp teeth again. He tired to speak but was hushed up by the mouth kissing him again. He felt the other man’s teeth with his tongue, ignoring the warning in his head, deciding it was already too late for that.
**
Alexander trembled with need and anticipation. He had waited centuries for this, all his long, bloody life. He held in his arms the reason he had waited, the reason he had not taken the last walk into the light as so many of his kind had done.
He rose up on his knees and lifted the young man’s legs, holding him in one hand as he leaned down and licked the pale globes of Brian’s ass then letting his tongue find the crevasse between them, delving deeper until he found the opening he sought. He let his tongue slide inside, smiling at the sound young Brian made. He was patient and allowed himself to drive Brain crazy with need. After all, he had waited centuries; there was no need for haste tonight.
When his young lover was begging incoherently, Alexander raised his head and pressed his thick shaft into the willing flesh. He wondered if the other flesh would be so willing to submit to him and smiled at the thought that perhaps it would. He pulled Brian’s legs down to circle his waist and reached a hand down to stroke the young man’s rather impressive length.
**
Brian was on fire!
His whole body was screaming in pleasure. His mind screamed with fear. He looked up into his lover’s eyes and gasped as they glowed in the night. Brian reached for him, pulling him down in to his embrace, his kiss. The man moved inside him, driving deep and hard into his center, finding his mark on every thrust thus reducing Brian to a whimpering creature of need.
Brian felt no shock, no fear when the man smiled at him, revealing sharp white fangs. He felt only resignation as the mouth descended to his chest.
The pain was worse than he had thought it would be but passed quickly as the vampire found what he sought and began to feed. He would have sworn he felt both their hearts beating as he was shocked to feel his own climax, followed by the shuddering of his lover’s body as he spilled himself deep inside Brian.
**
Alexander felt the life flow from the young into him, felt the vitality and heat take over his own body as it left the other one. He looked down into the dark eyes and saw no fear even as he saw the light begin to fade away. He did not take his mouth away until he felt the heart no longer beat.
He raised his head and smiled.
He removed a small dagger from the coat he had laid on the grass and made a slit across his wrist, leaning down to lick a bit of his own blood before moving to place his wrist over the mouth of the dead man lying on their bed of grass. He opened the still mouth with his fingers and let the blood run into it. After a few seconds in which he dared not move, the young man began to suckle at his wrist and swallow. A few minutes later, eyes opened and looked up at him.
In them, he saw the love he had waited for.
He pulled his wrist away and smiled as his lover licked the blood from his own lips.
“Everything?” Brian asked him.
“Everything,” Alexander answered.
**
Thus it began.
I could get used to these boys.
Title: Everything
Author: Alex (alex_cat_45@yahoo.com)
Type: Original slash
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: These are both MY characters.
Special Warnings: Bloodplay
Beta: Larian Elensar
Pairing: Alexander/Brian (both OCM)
Archive: Livejournal, Journalfen, OEAM
Author’s Note: These two men bear a resemblance physically to real people: Alexander looks like a certain NZ actor who is known for the villainous characters that he plays, especially a certain Russian exile. The other also looks like a NZ actor who has played Roman emperors and Rohirrim kings.
Spoilers: None
Summary: There is a reason for everything.
*~*
EVERYTHING
Alexander was old, older than his adopted country, older than anyone he knew. He was alone, so very alone, as he stood there in the artificial light of the city streets. He watched. And waited. He waited for the one he had searched for as long as he could remember.
**
The dark haired young man was new to the city, new to this country, for that matter. He was in the country for a movie premier. He was alone. He wished it were not so. He longed to share his excitement with someone, with a lover or even a friend but it was not going to happen this time. Maybe next time.
He saw the man come out of the shadows almost as if he just appeared from the mist. He was dark haired with eyes so intense that Brian found himself drawn to them almost as if he were mesmerized. He tried to look away. He felt his breath hitch in his chest as the man walked toward him. He was tall, over six feet and dressed in black leather from his long coat to this boots. The leather moved with him, its scent and sound setting Brian’s nerves on edge.
Brian thought to run. He wasn’t sure why but he felt like if he stayed, nothing would ever be the same. He did not move. He realized when the dark eyes were less than a foot from him that he perhaps had made a mistake.
**
Alexander felt his soul sing at the scent of this one. This was the one. The One. He had found his mate. All he had to do was claim him.
**
Brian was surprised that the man said nothing at all. He was even more surprised that he followed him without question as the man walked passed him. He led him to the park, the lovely manmade park, the daytime playground for children and joggers, the nighttime haunt of junkies and hookers, children of the night.
They walked to a moonlit meadow. The man stopped and turned to Brian. Wordlessly, the young man went to his arms, opened his own mouth for the seeking, hungry mouth of the leather-clad stranger. His heart pounded in his chest and his loins caught fire as the man plundered his mouth with tongue and teeth, running his hands through Brian’s dark hair as Brian pressed himself against the hard body of the other man.
“What will you give me, little one?” The man asked in an accent that sounded vaguely Russian.
“What do you want?” Brian asked, breath catching his throat as the hands in his hair slid down his back and pulled him closer.
“Everything,” was the simple answer.
“Everything.” Brian agreed, wondering if he committed a grave error, then deciding that he didn’t care.
**
Alexander lowered Brian to the grass, hands still caressing as his kisses trailed down a strong jaw and paused over the pulsing vein in the young man’s neck. His would be a heady potion, filled with life, filled with promise.
**
The feel of leather was replaced by that of smooth, cool skin and hot fevered kisses as the man removed his own clothing then Brian’s. Breath hissed from both of them as their cocks brushed against one another. Brian arched as sharp teeth nipped his chest, and then switched to a gently suckling and back to the pleasure and pain of sharp teeth again. He tired to speak but was hushed up by the mouth kissing him again. He felt the other man’s teeth with his tongue, ignoring the warning in his head, deciding it was already too late for that.
**
Alexander trembled with need and anticipation. He had waited centuries for this, all his long, bloody life. He held in his arms the reason he had waited, the reason he had not taken the last walk into the light as so many of his kind had done.
He rose up on his knees and lifted the young man’s legs, holding him in one hand as he leaned down and licked the pale globes of Brian’s ass then letting his tongue find the crevasse between them, delving deeper until he found the opening he sought. He let his tongue slide inside, smiling at the sound young Brian made. He was patient and allowed himself to drive Brain crazy with need. After all, he had waited centuries; there was no need for haste tonight.
When his young lover was begging incoherently, Alexander raised his head and pressed his thick shaft into the willing flesh. He wondered if the other flesh would be so willing to submit to him and smiled at the thought that perhaps it would. He pulled Brian’s legs down to circle his waist and reached a hand down to stroke the young man’s rather impressive length.
**
Brian was on fire!
His whole body was screaming in pleasure. His mind screamed with fear. He looked up into his lover’s eyes and gasped as they glowed in the night. Brian reached for him, pulling him down in to his embrace, his kiss. The man moved inside him, driving deep and hard into his center, finding his mark on every thrust thus reducing Brian to a whimpering creature of need.
Brian felt no shock, no fear when the man smiled at him, revealing sharp white fangs. He felt only resignation as the mouth descended to his chest.
The pain was worse than he had thought it would be but passed quickly as the vampire found what he sought and began to feed. He would have sworn he felt both their hearts beating as he was shocked to feel his own climax, followed by the shuddering of his lover’s body as he spilled himself deep inside Brian.
**
Alexander felt the life flow from the young into him, felt the vitality and heat take over his own body as it left the other one. He looked down into the dark eyes and saw no fear even as he saw the light begin to fade away. He did not take his mouth away until he felt the heart no longer beat.
He raised his head and smiled.
He removed a small dagger from the coat he had laid on the grass and made a slit across his wrist, leaning down to lick a bit of his own blood before moving to place his wrist over the mouth of the dead man lying on their bed of grass. He opened the still mouth with his fingers and let the blood run into it. After a few seconds in which he dared not move, the young man began to suckle at his wrist and swallow. A few minutes later, eyes opened and looked up at him.
In them, he saw the love he had waited for.
He pulled his wrist away and smiled as his lover licked the blood from his own lips.
“Everything?” Brian asked him.
“Everything,” Alexander answered.
**
Thus it began.