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Remus slipped his arms beneath Lucas’s arms and helped him up stand. His fledgling’s eyes threatened to close any minute and Remus wanted to make sure that he really was okay. Kissing Lucas’s blond hair as he cupped his hands together and let it cascade down over his fedgling’s hair, Remus used his mental powers to make a heavenly soft sponge and sap fly over to him. Tuning the bottle over and beginning to pour soap over the sponge, he began to tenderly scrub his fledgling clean, trying to take away the worry, rub away the tension and anger and insecurity that they had lived through that night. Over Lucas’s arms, his broad back, Remus was extra careful where Lucas’s wings appeared from his back, hie chest and stomach. Using his dwindling powers to elevate Lucas out the water so that Remus could clean his legs, he finished by washing off Lucas’s member. Slowly letting Lucas sink back into the water, Remus smile at him as he brushed some wet curls out his fledgling’s forehead. “You okay?”

 

Dameon breathed out unevenly at Gregori’s words. It had been so long since he and Gregori had been back at thie home and now, they would become one again. Biting his fledglin’s lip until droplets of blood trickled out. Lapping it up like his wolves always drank up from their bowls of water, Dameon groaned as he tasted his fledgling’s blood after so long. Gripping onto his fledgling’s arms and back, he suddenly moved them at a dizzying speed to their old bedroom. When Gregori’s eyelids fluttered, Dameon tossed him backwards onto the bed with a predatory growl. “You want su to be like we used to?” he asked in a low, low voice, his eyes flashing crimson as he unhurriedly advanced towards the bed and slowly began to shrug out of his clothes. “What exactly do you want me to do, then?”

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Lucas held onto Remus as he was being helped to stand in the water. Feeling the sponge being run over his body as he was washed had him squirming weakly. If he wasn't so tired he would of sworn his Maker was teasing him on purpose. Being set back into the water, he lifted his gaze to him. Nodding after a long moment. "Im... just so tired..." He whispered softly. "Its like I cant... stay awake." He whispered. But he didn't want to be far from his Maker, he needed the comfort and reassurance that he would be ok.

 

Gregori flinched as his lower lip was bitten with a light gasp that caused a rush of air to enter his lungs. A soft purr left him as his blood was being lapped up. Yet, it was when he was grabbed and taken off at such a speed that startled him. His gaze darting around as soon as he was brought into the bedroom. Not having the time to even notice how is Master had kept everything of his even from so long ago before he was tossed backwards onto the bed. His ears perked up at the growl that left his Master, with widened eyes. Everything bringing him back to right after he had been turned. The possessiveness of his Master... It caused him to shiver at the thought. A soft whimper left his voice as if he were back in time. Back to the night he had been turned. The fear and thrill bubbling up in him to the point that he was unable to keep still on the bed as his silver gaze watched as his Master advanced towards him with those words. "Please..." He breathed out, pausing a long moment. "I want to be yours again..."

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Remus kissed Lucas’s forehead. It was a good thing that Lucas was tired, because that night he couldn’t have done more. “Then let’s go to sleep,” he decided, walking out the pool and wrapping towels around his body and Lucas’s, carried his fledgling in his arms to the bedroom that Dameon had mentioned before. It was smaller than the chamber he had had back in Italy, but well, it was at least comfortable and there was no scent of wolves. Laying Lucas down, Remus unwrapped the towel and began to gently rub him dry. Seeing that Lucas’s eyes were threatening to close, he quickly dried himself and then slipped in under the sheets, hugging Lucas loser to his body. “Sleep now, Lucas,” he said, stroking his fledgling’s back lightly. “Don’t be afraid. I’ll be right here beside you the whole time. Nothing can happen to you, I promise.”

 

Dameon was having a déjà vu experience of the finest. Back when he had turned Gregori, the first time he had taken and possessed his fledgling had been right there inside that very bed, inside that very room. Gregori’s nervousness and inexperience had been so sweet to him and the expression in Gregori’s silver eyes as they roamed around the room had Dameon’s groin stirring. It was so easy to read his fledgling’s face: it was obvious that Gregor was both astounded and alarmed that Dameon had left everything the way it had been while Gregori had still been living with him. Of course he had- to him, it had been as if Gregori had never left. As Dameon dropped his shirt on the floor and kicked his boots off, hunger flared up in his eyes. When Gregori had left, it would have been Dameon’s right to have taken a new fledgling. After all, he had had needs, but he hadn’t been able to do it- simply the thought of turning another human as a replacement for Gregori had filled him with disgust. But all at once, seeing Gregori lying prone on his bed, was enough to make all those longing years return. And all at once, Dameon’s sex awoke and pressed against his jeans. Pushing down the zipper, Dameon snapped his fingers. From beneath the bed, silk ropes appeared and flew towards Gregori’s wrists.

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Lucas struggled out of the pool after Remus, unable to keep himself from standing to much longer with how tired he was. He reached for Remus when he was picked up. Nuzzling weakly at the man as he shut his eyes only for a short moment while he was carried into the bedroom. Being laid down on the bed, he wanted to curl up and sleep. But it was when he was dried off the caused him to squirm a little. Once he was dry, his half lidded gaze that threatened to put him to sleep lifted to Remus as the man climbed into bed with him. Curling up to him at the words that reached his ears, before his eyes closed to finally let him rest.

 

Gregori watched as Dameon slipped out of his clothes, but it was the hunger that he could easily see from the man that caused him to gasp a little. His gaze didn't miss a thing as he was mesmerized just as much as the first time his Master had taken him. The pale skin... the perfect chest of his Master. He longed to be able to touch him... to be touched by the only one that he would call his Master. Lowering his gaze at his own thoughts for a short moment, one could of sworn to see a faint flush on his face. But it was when he felt something against his wrists that caused him to flinch and to tug before his wrists had been bound. Turning his gaze to his wrist to noticed the same silk ropes from so long ago. Which caused his vision to become cloudy from the past. The heat... the struggle he had done against being taken for the first time. How much he had changed from then. Now he begged for it, to be touched, to feel his Master's skin against his own. Letting his clouded gaze to his Master with anticipation already rising in himself with soft whines that tried to escape him.

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Lucas fell asleep instantly and Remus didn’t last much longer, either. But as he continued to caress Lucas’s back and hair, humming gently to reassure that Lucas fell into a light sleep and didn’t have any nightmares. Letting the night pass before his eyes once again, Remus shuddered at the memory. It had been a far too long day. And yet again, he had no idea what lay ahead. How long could he remain at Dameon’s place with Lucas? When was this nightmare going to end? And, before his consciousness slipped into the darker layers and he drifted off to sleep, Remus found himself wondering again what on earth it could be that Dameon was hiding beneath his estate inside his cellar…

 

Yes, the first time that Dameon had taken Gregori hadn’t been gentle. Back when Dameon had come across his fledgling, while latter had still been human, Dameon had fallen crazily in love with him. So much that it had pained him and driven him insane for a week until he had once again seen Gregori. And then, unable to stop himself, he had driven his fangs deeply into Gregori’s neck and turned him. And when his fledgling had opened his eyes, Remus had taken him, unable to wait any longer. But over time, restraints had become an integral part of their lovemaking. Smiling as he fully undressed, Dameon knelt on the bed, showing Gregori his awoken arousal. “Kneel down in front of me,” he told Gregori, raising his left hand so that the binds around Gregori’s wrists could tighten. Seeing his fledgling so helpless did wonderful things to him and Dameon bit his inner cheek. He wanted to see Gregori helplessly bound and aroused again, wanted to make Gregori his and as he sent powerful waves towards Remus and Lucas to reassure that neither of them woke up to disturb him and Gregori...

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Gregori's eyes seemed to flicker at the realization of what his Master was feeling as he felt the waves of arousal baring down upon him. The words that reached his ears and the tightening of the ropes that bound his wrists caused a light shudder to run down his spine. Unable to disobey his Masters commands as he shifted to kneel in front of him. His silver clouded gaze lifted to his Master with a soft whimper that left his lips. He could already feel his own arousal growing steady and fast within himself. He had missed this... he had missed the way his Master would look down upon him when he was helpless against the man's power and very being.

 

Lucas shifted in his sleep a little so that his wings were no longer pinned against the bed. Laying so that he was laying half way on and off of his Maker. Slow and steady breaths left him. Those evil nightmares not rearing their heads like his normal dreams. Yet... it was nice dreams... or was this visions? He was standing out in a field full of flowers, a soft smile on his face as his face was upturned to the night sky. A soft voice caused him to look over his shoulder towards his Maker, happiness showed on his face as he turned to slip into the embrace of the older one with a nuzzle.

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Dameon waited with forced patience as Gregori turned onto his knees and tried to find a wayto position his arms so that he could move forward on his knees. If his eyes didn’t completely fail him, Dameon believed to have seen the beginning of an erection growing inside Gregori’s pants. That had been another thing that he had loved so much about his fledgling: once Gregori was aroused, he was insatiable. Parting his legs a little so that he could stand firmly on his knees, Dameon reached out his hands and ran them through Gregori’s hair, pulling him gently, yet firmly closer towards his erection. “Don’t keep me waiting,” he warned, his eyes narrowing slightly. He knew that Gregori knew he wouldn’t punish him, but using his threatening voice had a nice effect on his fledgling that Dameon didn’t want to miss.

 

Remus wasn’t one to dream much. Never had, as long as he could remember. Already as a child, while all his friends had told colorful tales of having battled against dragons and ridden on horse backs, he had only been able to shrug, unable to remember anything specific. But that first night inside Dameon’s creepy estate, Remus actually dreamed.Blinking as he found himself standing inside a field of flowers,not unlike the one where he had first encountered Lucas and had his undead life turned upside down, Remus found himself standing close behind his fledgling. The sweet, peaceful smile on Lucas’s face that Remus had grown to love touched him and whispering his name, Remus wrapped his arms around Lucas when his fledgling turned with a smile. Embracing his fledgling, warmth engulfed him. “Is this what it’s liketo be dreaming?” Remus asked his fledgling, closing his eyes and breathing Lucas’s scent in deeply. Was it really possible that a dream could be so realistic, or wasn’t this a dream ta all, but some level of consciousness that he, until then, hadn’t encountered?

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Gregori had just managed to situate himself so that he wouldn't fall over, to have his gaze lift to his Master. Within that moment a hand was felt hands in his hair and the gentle pull towards his Master's erection. The warning tone that was used against him caused a shudder to run down his spine. His Master always knew what to say or how to say it just to have him melt into a puddle for him. Darting his tongue out as he was unable to use his hands to help him. He shifted just enough to trail his tongue around the tip of his Master's cock. Slipping his mouth over the tip to suckle lightly upon the erection.

 

Lucas lifted his gaze at the question he was being asked. His bright gaze widened for a moment as he let his gaze move around the place. Everything felt so real to him, unlike a dream. How had he managed to get here? And now.... His Maker was there with him. How was this possible? Turning his gaze up at the man with a confused look in his eyes for a moment. "This... isn't a dream..." He asked softly. "I don't understand... You are actually here, with me." He whispered as he tried to make sense of this place. Then the truth hit him like a brick wall that seemed to knock all the air out of his lungs. This was a realm... But not like a minds realm. They were there, yes. But not completely physically there. It was an escape to what their journey was causing to them. Lowering his gaze, he nodded. "We are in... a realm of some sort, but not like the one you brought me out of before. We can escape to here, when things get to much for our physical bodies..." He whispered as he lifted his gaze to his Maker, a sad smile on his face. "We are safe here... And it looks like Dameon has made that so. He has given us a gift Remus... A beautiful gift. A place where we can go to when we can no longer do anything physically." He said as tears welled up into his eyes.

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I'm off to bed- see you tomorrow! )

 

Dameon’s intake of air was shaky. It had really been too long since he’d allowed himself this guilty pleasure. Having Gregori kneeling before him, partly helpless, yet eager to please him, was a sight an experience he had greatly missed. Why was it that Gregori had been retuned to his arms in such dire times? Why couldn’t the two of them have found their way back together in more peaceful times? As Gregori’s pink tongue poked out between his well-shaped lips to pass over his cock head, Dameon began to tangle a lock of his fledgling’s hair around his left index finger. “Deeper,” he urged, movinghis hips forward to meet Gregori’s warm, wet mouth. “You have to make it up to me that you walked out on me so many years ago and left me all alone. Show me what I really mean to you.

 

Blimey. What Lucas was saying was a little too much for Remus’s brain to take. A realm?! He had somehow been sucked into a…what on earth was a realm, anyway? Some place that didn’t exist, but could be created? A secret location where he and Lucas could disappear off to to be when they needed each other, yet couldn’t show their affection towards the other because their bodies were too tired? And Dameon of all people had createdthis for them? “But…but how does it work?” he asked his fledgling, bending his head to kiss Lucas’s tears away before they could tumble down his cheeks. “I mean, can we access this realm only when we are asleep? And from any position on earth, or do we have to be near Dameon?” Remus dropped his arms from around Lucas so that he could properly turn around once, his eyes darting all around, up and down. The field really did appear to be empty save for the two of them, but all his natural instincts were telling him that he oughtn’t be out in the open. Facing his fledgling again, Remus’s eyes passed over Lucas. “If this is really our secret realm, then yes, you’re right, this is a wonderful gift.” He took Lucas’s hands in his, squeezing them. “Especially if this place allows us a break from the danger we are trying to escape. What do you believe would happen to us if we tried to leave our bodies and remain here forever?” he wondered, staring up at the stars. They really did seem to be real… and would Lucas’s body feel as real as it did in the real world?

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Gregori's eyes widened at the command that came from his Master. A soft gasp leaving his lips as a shudder ran down his body. Normally his Master was a patient person, but it seemed over the years of waiting for his return has caused his Master to have such a need. When he felt the hips moving forward, he forced himself to take all that he could into his mouth and swallow around the throbbing organ deep in his throat. Moaning softly around the cock in his mouth, making it vibrate.

 

Lucas stilled at the question. Trying to find an answer to that as he lowered his gaze. "Our bodies are resting, neither of us are bleeding in this realm. I feel no pain or discomfort. I believe that this place is like a sanctuary for us. Allowing us to do what our bodies can not at this moment." He said softly as he lifted his gaze once again to his Maker. Stepping closer so that he was in the comfort of his Maker's arms, nuzzling at the man gently. A longing in his eyes beginning to well up from the depths within himself. "I think... Dameon has given us a place where we do not have to worry about anything other than ourselves. As for how to access this place when we want... I do not know. That is something we will have to ask Dameon about. But to stay here forever... Our bodies would sleep until we emerge from this place. The more we stay here, the more our bodies rest. I do not know much about it, as I am not sure how I am understanding this information. Maybe we should enjoy it for now and ask Dameon when we wake." He whispered softly. He reached up tracing a finger over Remus' bottom lip slowly.

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Dameon breathed out uneasily. He hadn’t wanted to alarm his fledgling, it was just that after so many years of self-restraint, not even allowing himself the pleasure of touching himself because he considered his body Gregori’s property, it was almost impossible to take things slow. He could feel himself vibrating inside Gregori’s mouth and gasped out, tightening the curl he’d wrapped around his finger. “Gregori,” he breathed out in a husky way, pulling his fledgling closer so that he could tenderly massage latter’s shoulders and trace his fingers over Gregori’s face. “Don’t push yourself. I simply want to have you close to me, that’s all. These past years have been torture without you.”

 

Remus was still perplexed by this realm, this…sanctuary, as Lucas had called it. And even thoug it sounded so surreal, what his lover was saying did seem to make sense. Of course, why shouldn’t it? If Dameon had somehow managed to bind demons to him and could hold them as house slaves and protectors, who said that creating such an imaginary realm outside of reality wasn’t a very natural trick for the Ancient? Remus opened his mouth, meaning to ask his fledgling if he had the slightest idea what it was that Dameon could possibly be hiding inside his cellar. Perhaps, if they went down, they would be ableto gather more knowledge about the realm and how to access it. But then Lucas began to mumble shyly and then he was touching Remus’s bottom lip in a way that Remus found wonderfully erotic and all thoughts about Dameon, the realm and the mysterious cellar vanished. Sticking his tongue out, Remus playfully licked over Lucas’s finger, directing it so that Lucas’s finger was right beside one of his fangs. Coaxing the delicate skin to the sharp side, he grazed it and small droplets of blood fell onto his tongue. Closing his mouth to suck at the blood, Remus sighed as he cradled Lucas against his heart. “Your blood is so delicious, baby,” he sighed, letting himself fall backwards into the tall grass and flowers, using his power to cushion his fall as well as that of his fledgling’s. Smiling at Lucas lazily, he covered his fledgling’s finger lovingly, feeling mischievous. “But what on earth could we possibly do here in this realm of ours? Do you have an idea?” he teased, trying not to grin.

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Gregori's eyes widened as he felt hands massage his shoulders and fingers trace over his face. While being pulled closer, his gaze lifted to his Master's before lowering them sadly. "H-how do you think I felt... thinking that you didn't want me anymore, Master?" He whimpered out. The shimmer of tears welling up into his eyes showing the pain of the years past without the man by his side. He so longed to be in the man's arms to never leave them once again. To once again... be Dameon's. For years he had silently whispered in the night air, crying out for his Master to come take him away from the pain. Only to be answered by the howling bitter wind. How was he to know that his Master had longed for him as well, if the man never said or even whispered to bring him back. Those years of longing and waiting were pure torture to the point that e seeked the sun not that long ago. Being forced back had its drawbacks. Although... he was Dameon's once again, there was one thing he had never shared with the man. Yet, he hoped that his Master would either have the power to break his curse... or enough strength to deal with it for years to come.

 

Lucas raised a thin brow as the man's fluid words reached his ears. A faint flush raised over his cheeks as his bright icy gaze moved up to meet with his Sire's. Yet, it was when he was laid down onto of his Sire that caused his body to squirm a moment. Unable to stay still, and his Sire's teasing did not help in the least bit. Cheeks flushed a darker crimson at hearing the teasing words reached him again. "I..." He paused after a moment. "Anything you want to... Remus.." He whispered softly. Leaning his face down closer so that he was able to nuzzle at the man's neck gently.

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It was very hard to see Gregori’s tears and when he saw how honestly hurt and rejected Gregori had felt, Dameon did something he had before never allowed in the bedroom. Snapping the fingers of his left hand, Dameon made the silken ropes that had fixed themselves around his fledgling’s wrists loosen and flutter to the floor. “Oh Gregori, what have we both been putting each other through?” he murmured with a heartfelt sigh as he leaned over and taking his fledgling into his arms, kissed him passionately, meaningfully, forgivingly. It was predominantly his fault that the two of them had remained apart the long while that they had. He had tried to convince himself, even though he’d felt Gregori’s pain, that in the long run it would be better for his fledgling to go his own way. “Oh Gregori, I love you so much,” he confessed with conviction in between his fiery tongue kisses. “I thought it would be best for you. I thought your visions would guide you and help you get over me. I never believed we would have both been so lonely.” Tilting Gregori backwards, Dameon fell onto him, reaching downwards for his fledgling’s pants.

 

Remus’s inward grin grew when he saw the delicate pink petals that spread across Lucas’s cheeks. Yes, he was being a little mean, but Remus simply loved watching Lucas blush and appear flustered. He sighed when Lucas whispered his name out with love, reaching up so that he could hug his fledgling closer to his chest. It was then that he realized he had never made love to his fledgling while Lucas had been on top of him. A slow smile began to spread across Remus’s face as he imaged what Lucas’s wings would do when his fledgling was so aroused that he lost control over himself. Tilting his head away to the side so that Lucas could look at him, Remus placed a soft kiss on his fledgling’s lips. “I want you, Lucas. For always. In every position you want, anywhere, any time. As long as you’re willing.”

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Gregori's body trembled as his silver eyes closed, a single tear traveled down towards his chin by the time the ropes had been taken off of him. Shifting a little so that he could rub at his wrists a little before lifting his gaze. "You made me what I am... how do you honestly think I could of been happy away from you..." He choked the words out as he was tilted backwards. Being laid upon, and feeling the hand traveling down to his pants made him squirm against the feeling. Those touches, so soft but yet... still so firm against him. He lifted his gaze once again to his Master as he nipped at his lower lip. "Please... Do not push me away anymore, Master.." He whimpered the words out.

 

Lucas shifted a little as he knew his sire's eyes were on him, but it was the words that reached his ears that caused his gaze to lift to Remus once again. The look in his eyes caused Lucas to whimper and squirm in his spot ontop of Remus. The flush on his face darkening quickly at what his Sire was implying. "I... am always willing... You know that, Remus..." He whispered softly.

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Dameon had stopped feeling when he had been turned. For many years he had been the fledgling to a man who had been through and through evil, but who had also introduced him into the darkest magic he had ever believed to hav existed. And it was thanks to those years of hardship that he had been able to become what he was now. But being with Gregori, it was as if he was able to feel again. Through his sensitive fledgling, little by little Dameon had begun to remember what it felt like to be more or less “human”. Unhurriedly pushing the buttons out their little holes, Dameon brushed his long nose against Gregori’s, staring deeply into his fledgling’s silver eyes. “I have no intention of letting you leave my side from now on, Gregori,” he said, his voice firm as the disturbing material of his fledgling’s pants finally fell open and Dameon was finally granted the sight of his lover’s arousal.

 

Moving upwards, Remus captured Lucas’s lips in a hungry kiss full of promise. He didn’t know how long he and Lucas would really have inside this realm, but he was going to make sure that both he and his lover enjoyed their time to the fullest. “Stop blushing so much, Lucas,” he admonished his fledgling lightly as his fingers began to work on Lucas’s shirt. Bowing his head, Remus began to lick, kiss and suck at the naked skin became visible. “You ought to know by now what that does to me, my love.”

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A gasp could be heard at the words that were spoken to him. That is what he needed right now, he needed to hear it. Once he did, he felt like the time that had pasted while he had believed his Master had not wanted him seemed to melt away. Once again, feeling like he belonged to this man. Once again... feeling whole. The offending material being undone and pulled away had his cheeks flushing lightly as he was completely open for his Master's wandering eyes. Breathing hitched as a shiver ran down his spine. To be able to feel the joy, love... and even lust of his Master was all he ever wanted to feel. To know that no other was allowed to touch him. It was a wonderful feeling for him. "Master..." He whispered. "Please... touch me.." He begged softly as his silvery gaze lifted to meet with his once again.

 

Lucas closed his eyes at the kiss he was being given, nipping at Remus' lower lip playfully for a long moment before he heard him. The blush darkened even more on his face as he squirmed. "Ne... I-I cant help it..." He whimpered softly. He shifted a little when his shirt was being unbuttoned, slipping out of them. His wings quivered behind him as the material slipped over them and onto the ground. The kisses and suckling of his skin caused his fingers to dig into Remus gently as he fought to stay still.

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Gregori shivered in his arms and Dameon emitted a low growl of suppressed longing when he saw his fledgling’s obvious longing. Hearing Gregori’s plea, he tilted his face to suck against latter’s parted, eager lips. “I’ll do more than simply touch you,” he vowed, pressing his lips firmly against Gregori’s as he reached out to take a firm, yet gentlyhold of Gregori’s arousal. How many years had it last been since he had held Gregori in this way? Gregori trembled again in his arms and Dameon pushed his lips further apart, slipping his tongue into his fledgling’s mouth. Bite my lip, he encouraged his fledgling. Drink my blood again- it’s been so long since you last did. He knew that if Gregori drank his blood at the same time that he peaked, the sensation would be even stronger…and bind him all the more to Dameon, who began to roll and tenderly massage his way from the base of Gregori’s impressive erection up to the head.

 

“Don’t hold back, Lucas,” Remus told him quietly, closing his long lashes as he rubbed his cheek against Lucas’s warm skin. Was it really possible that he and Lucas could forget the real world somewhere far away and savor these few precious moments together in this, their own realm? Turning his face into Lucas’s chest, he continued to cover it with feathery-light kisses, drawing a heart around Lucas’s nipples before he took them between his teeth and tugged at them gently. His slender fingers caressed over Lucas’s back, pushing him into Remus’s mouth. Lucas’s skin was so warm, so soft, smelled so wonderfully youthful and healthy… “Oh Lucas…” Remus sighed, licking a line up his fledgling’s throat and then slipping his tongue in between Lucas’s slightly parted lips.

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Hm... I wonder what Dameon is going to do now. poor gregori... The poor thing has been through so much over the years. But dameon deals with demons... so maybe he will know what to do in tiring all the energy out of Gregori. )

 

Gregori shuddered at the growl from his Master, the thrill rising up within himself that he found it hard not to squirm. The vow to him and the kiss made him curl up towards his Master all that much more. Yet, it was the hand against his own shaft that drew out a whimper from his lips as his silver eyes opened to gaze up at his Master. His body shivering and trembling on its own as lips were pressed against his own. Pushing himself to deepen the kiss, nipping at his Master's lower lip. But it was something else that was happening deep within himself that caused him to whimper. A loud gasp as he curled up tightly. Black etchings raced across his skin and down the sides of his face. No... He hadn't wanted his Master to know about what had happened to him... not like this. His once silver eyes paled and turned yellow that gave off a glow. His breathing rapid as his nails blackened and sharpened even more than a vampire's. A low growl rumbled in his chest as the pain spread over his body. "M-Master... please... Gregori's voice weavered out before it was drowned in demonic growls.

 

Before he was even able to restrain himself when the demon's nature took over him, he had pinned his Master down. His blackened nails digging into the flesh of his Master's arms with a low growl. Leaning down to lap up the blood that surfaced from the cuts.

 

Lucas squirmed at the treatment, the teeth on his nipple and the tug to them caused him to whimper and squirm onto of Remus. The blush on his face very present as he bit at his lower lip gently. Once his neck was licked at he tilted his head a bit before he was kissed. Deepening the kiss as much as he could with a soft needing whimper. "R-Remus..." He whimpered out, his nails digging into Remus' skin gently as his gaze lifted to him. "Please..." He begged softly.

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Dameon immediately sensed that something was wrong instances before Gregori gasped out and then curled into a tight ball. Moving slightly away, his brow furrowed with consternation and unease. “Grego-?” he began to say, but then his mouth dropped open and his eyes widened as black markings, markings that he knew all too well because he had spent the greater part of his undead life studying, began to magically appear on his fledgling’s flesh. No. First there was nothing but utter disbelief and Dameon shook his head. How could this have happened? He had certainly never placed a demonic curse upon Gregori- not even in those hours where he had lain alone inside his bed, his body, heart and soul longing, crying out for his fledgling, had it even once entered his mind as a possibility of getting Gregori to return to him. But such a powerful curse as the one that Gregori was obviously under. And it was thanks to this astonishment that Dameon was flipped over and so easily attacked by Gregori.

 

“Gregori- stop it!” Dameon thundered as he struggled against the demon who had taken over his fledgling’s body. But he was no match against the strength of the demon and because he didn’t want to hurt Gregori, Dameon did the only other thing that he could. Cursing under his breath, he whispered an apology to Gregori and then began to angrily mutter in the Ancient language. Clenching his fists as he prepared his body for the pain, Dameon gritted his teeth out as the blood that was coming out his various cuts suddenly shot out and wrapping themselves like vines around Gregori’s neck, wrists, chest and legs. As Dameon sat up, chanting the dark, demonic language faster and angrier, the bloody vines that were more like bloody chains, tightened and forced Gregori’s body back against the wall. Holding his left hand out and thus making the ends of his bloody chains reassemble inside his hand, Dameon moved off the bed. His own eyes became dark as he glared at the snarling, twisting creature pinned against his chamber wall, a creature that only looked like Gregori, but actually wasn’t. “You were inside my basement, weren’t you!?” Dameon raged, closing his left hand into a fist and thus tightening the chains around Gregori’s body painfully.

 

Remus smiled against Lucas’s lips. “Please what, my love?” he teased as his hands wandered lower, down to the seat of Lucas’s pants to cup and then massage his lover’s bottom cheeks. Ducking his head to suckle at Lucas’s nipples, he carefully forced Lucas to tilt backwards slightly. He wanted Lucas to explicitly say it- he wanted Lucas to blush even more and then, when his lover was all flushed and shy, Remus was going to make him come apart. Still tilting Lucas’s torso backwards so that he could better lick and suck over his fledgling’s chest, he forced Lucas’s groin to press against his, leaving Lucas little room for doubt about what Remus wanted.

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Gregori’s softly glowing yellow eyes narrowed at the language that was being muttered from his Master. Before he had realized what the man was doing, bindings of blood wrapped themselves around him. Being forced back against the wall as he began to fight against the binding that his Master had placed on him. The language being spoken only caused him to growl and bite at the bindings. His breathing was labored as he tried to claw his way out.

 

His angry yellow gaze snapped to the man as he heard the question directed to him, hissing. The chains and bindings around him tightened, causing him to growl all that harder. ”Wouldn’t you know? Afterall, you were the one that locked me away in there?!” His voice had changed completely, not sounding like Gregori any longer. Gregori was no longer there, this was the demon. The demon that the man had been cursed to become during the early mornings of the sun. The only reason Gregori has never turned into this creature in front of his Master ever since the man had ever set eyes back on his Childe… Cuffs. A special pair of cuffs that had been specially made for him from the council. They had been unable to break the curse from him and in turn, this was the best solution.

 

Now how had he managed to get this curse? The very demon had been summoned by a Sorcerer, calling the demon out of Dameon’s basement. And while the vampire had slept during the hours of the sun, the Sorcerer had damned the man with this curse.

 

Lucas whimpered as he heard the teasing from his Maker. The hands cupping and massaging his bottom caused him to squirm against him once again. His cheeks flushing a dark crimson when his squirming body was pressed against Remus’. Being tilted backways, he bit at his lower lip. ”Ne… Please… I want you to fuck me… Please…” He whimpered. The groin that his own was being pressed against caused a hard shudder to run down his body as his fingers clinched.

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You're so mean! All poor Gregori wanted was to get laid, and now!?!? Look what you're forcing him to live through! You...you...you heartless monster!!! )

 

Dameon growled ominously. Yes, it was true- he himself had locked the powerful demon inside his cellar, inside a special cage that had been sealed with all sorts of treacherous curses and spells. Any ordinary vampire or lycan wouldn’t have been able to break into it to release the demonic creature. Yet this monster from hell had needed to further be subdued- the cage alone wouldn’t have held him in place eternally. But cuffs had. Especially fabricated and molded cuffs that Dameon himself had imbued with fierce dark magic spells. He and the council had known about the cuffs and had, back when the Final War had begun, realized that the lycans would try to employ the power of such a demonic brood. And before it could fall into the hands of their worst enemies, the council had sought out to capture the being and render it useless before its dangerous powers could be turned against their race.

But now, it rapidly became obvious to Dameon, stoking his rage even more, the council had been infiltrated more than he had already begun to fear after Aleixo’s reappearance. He’d had one or two suspicions, but in order to let free such a demon, a great deal of power, knowledge and treachery was necessary. The power of a Sorcerer. And of that kind, there had been two on the council. And to have gone as far as to have set the demon free and, what made the whole situation worse and personal, send him into Gregori’s body – Gregori, who was Dameon’s lover and property – meant war. Raising his right hand, Dameon began to gather energy inside his hand. He was going to have to be very careful if he wanted to expel the demon from Gregori’ body without hurting his fledgling. There was another way, of course, but it repelled Dameon: using his lover’s body when it was in the hands of a demon would not feel right…but he would have to resort to it if push came to shove. “How did you escape your cuffs? Who helped you escape?” he demanded to know, narrowing his eyes.

“Why didn’t you just say so?” Remus chuckled quietly, carefully running the tips of his sharp fangs over Lucas’s warm chest. They left behind pale lines, but no scars. Licking over them as he rhythmically began to push Lucas against his rapidly awakening groin, Remus whispered his lover’s name, coaxing Lucas to kiss him again properly. Sending out his voice into Lucas’s head, he urged his fledgling to slowly undress him. And, to make sure that Lucas didn’t take too long, he began to send Lucas images of what Remus wanted, how he wanted to take Lucas right there in that field where they had met, how he imagined Lucas to look in the moments when he found release.

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Ah! It was not my fault tho, Dameon did lock away a demon in his basement and refused to make it impossible for the demon to be summoned by another. And Gregori will be fine. Dameon would kill himself before letting anything really terrible happen to his Childe. )

 

The demon struggled against the cuff’s that had him bound, The growl however had gained his attention as his yellow eye darted to the man. However watching the man gathering energy had him snarling loudly and tugging at the cuff’s once again. The question’s being demanded had his gaze once again landing on Dameon. Narrowing his eyes for a short moment. ”A Sorcerer… Named Rioul…” He hissed at Dameon.

 

Yellow eyes flashed a moment, the color changing back to silver quickly as if Gregori was trying to fight the demon back. A mixed groan leaving his lips. ”Master…?” He asked. But the demon was to strong for him to hold him back for very long. Yellow flashed and began to glow in his eyes again as he growled deeply.

 

Lucas squirmed at the fangs being ran over his chest, whimpering softly before the places were licked at. Being pushed against Remus’ groin again had him gasping and a light blush racing across his face again. Squirming in turn causing his hips to grind again his Sire’s. Ice blue eyes lifted to meet with Remus’ at his name being whispered. Brushing his lips against Remus’ slowly before darting his tongue out to slide it against the bottom lip. Before he even knew it, his shaky hands were slowly undoing Remus’ shirt. Trailing his nails lightly down the arms as he nipped lightly along the neck and collarbone. The images that were placed into his head only caused him to squirm all that much harder against Remus’ hips with a soft moan.

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Dameon was about to volley the ball of pure energy at the demon when the creature, against all hope, actually spilled the name out. Dameon’s eyes widened. Rioul. From the two sorcerers on the council, Dameon would have laid his hand in fire that Rioul would never have betrayed him. Buth this knowledge…or was the demon lying to him? Dameon clenched the hand holding onto the blood chains, undecided. But the longer he thought about it, the more it made sense. From the two sorcerers, Rioul had been the one closest to Aleixo. Their friendship had gone back a long way and if anyone would have known that Aleixo had still been alive, it would have been him…

 

But then Dameon’s thoughts were sent scatterung in different directions when Gregori momentarily returned and called out to him, afraid and hurt. “Gregori!” he shouted, almost letting go of the blood chains. But the demon’s yellow eyes returned, deadlier than ever as he growled ominously. Dameon cursed, but made the ball of energy in his hand disappear. Under no circumstances could he risk hurting his lover. So instead, rather resigned, his eyes focused on the demon’s. “Leave Gregori’s body and take mine instead. Gregori is innocent- this is between Rioul and and me. So come into my body. I have more power and energy than Gregori.”

 

Remus smiled into Lucas’s sweet-smelling blond hair. He felt so at peace right then that he could almost forget that this wasn’t reality as he and Lucas knew it. Humming in his throat at Lucas’s tender caresses, Remus’s hands lightly tickled over Lucas’s flat stomach to the button his his trousers. Opening it, he then lowered his hands further, gently massaging Lucas’s legs. He chuckled, knowing that he was making Lucas wait, but when Remus’s hands had touched his fledgling’s shoes, he removed them, slowly leaning back as he raised his lips to capture Lucas’s again. Shrugging out his shirt, Remus moved Lucas back and forth over his aroused groin. “Take my pants off…

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The demon growled deeply in his chest as he fought against Gregori in order to stay in the present body. Forcing the younger one back into the mind. His yellow gaze darted to Dameon as the words were spoken. More power... and energy. He was tempted, but something was keeping him from doing just that. Just as quickly as the demon had taken control over the youngers body, everything stopped. The etchings faded from his skin as his eyes turned back to half lidded silver orbs that landed on Dameon for a short moment. An apology in that one look before his body fell limp within the bindings. Blood dripping from his lips, that was the only sign of what he was about to do.

 

Gregori had taken control of his body again, but it was in his mind's realm... that's where the battle really was. Gregori had summoned the strength to do the only thing he could. Having learned a few things from Dameon in his years with him. He used a binding spell. Forcing ribbons of the old written language to wrap around and bind the demon within this realm. It wasn't a spell to be used lightly, yet he didn't have a choice. He just hoped that his Master could forgive him for it.

 

Lucas' shaking fingers were making it difficult for him to concentrate on getting Remus out of his clothes. Working on the buttons of the shirt and helping to get it off. He moved down towards the pants, undoing them and tugging them off. Being moved against the aroused groin, he squirmed with a needing whimper. A soft pout on his lips as his Sire was teasing him and making him wait on purpose. He leaned down to nip at Remus' lips gently. "P-please..." He whimpered softly. "You mean to torture me..."

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Dameon had hoped the demon’s lust for power and more energy would do the trick. Of course he had no interest in handing his body over to the demon, but he had a plan. Once the demon tried to take over his body, Dameon would activate the demonic runes he had had tatoed beneath his skin under excruciating pain. They would protect him from becoming possessed, but would cause the demon who tried to overcome him considerable pain and energy loss. Because Dameon had spent so many years auto-educating himself in the dark ways of magic, he knew how to protect and cloak this powerful dark magic from others. If only the demon would agree to the trade, then Dameon could free Gregori from his clutches…

 

But his fledgling, it seemed, had other plans. All at once his familiar, much loved silver eyes returned and then, just as suddenly, Gregori’s head slummed forward onto his chest and he body became limp. “NO!!!!” Dameon bellowed, letting go of the blood chains he had created. He knew exactly what dangerous, studiply insane thing his fledgling had done and wincing slightly as his powerful, black magic-imbued blood returned to his body. Rolling Gregori’s seemingly lifeless body over, Dameon shook his head, horrified. He had had no idea that his fledgling knew such ancient magic. But even if he did, Dameon knew that Gregori wouldn’t stand a chance against such a demonic creature on his own. “Oh Gregori, what have you done?” Dameon closed his eyes and reaching his mind out, prepared to force his way through into Gregori’s mind realm. He only hoped that he’d arrive on time.

 

Remus smiled gently when Lucas pouted. His lover really was adorable when he acted like a little child. “Then I’ll stop teasing you and let you have what you want,” he reassured his fledgling in a conciliatory voice as he ran his fingers through Lucas’s sun-kissed blond hair. Bucking his hips so that Lucas was forced to move upwards, Remus slipped out of his trousers by himself, leaving himself naked beneath Lucas, his engorged, aroused member plain in view. Running his wamr hands over Lucas’s chest, he wrapped his hands behind his lover’s neck, bending it so that he could place another tender kiss on his lips. “Go ahead- I’m all yours.”

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