An Invisible Bond (Private 18+, Sathenus and Alichino)

[Alichino]

When Victor finally opened his eyes night had fallen and the sun was long gone from the sky. He couldn't see it since his apartment didn't really have any windows, but he could sense it. The air had gotten colder and the sounds were filled with the nightlife. It didn't take long for him to realize that he had overslept. The hour had probably already passed midnight which only gave him a few hours until the sun rose again. He usually wasn't this careless, he was very punctual seeing as how there were only a certain time he could experience the fresh air and actually try to quell this dull feeling he always seemed to carry inside of him, but this night was different. However, it wasn't as strange as it may sound.

As he got his motor back running, he took a second glance at his hand to see how much the damage was after he had rested it. The burnmarks were not exactly discrete. The ran from his hand up to his arm, disappearing under his sleeve, but still, it was careless of him. He had lingered too much outside the previous night, barely made it through the hidden door to his home before the sun hit his otherwise beautiful pale skin. There wasn't much that could scare a vampire like this, the only thing were the sun or other demons... or possibly a vampire hunter.

Victor gave away a deep sigh before he rolled over on the couch. Giving himself a few more minutes to fully wake up before he decided what he should do to entertain himself with this night. Of course, only having a few hours to do it limited his possibilities. His apartment, wasn't exactly the best hidden. The only thing that stood between him and the people outside was a normal metal door... perhaps not that normal, but it appeared to be a very old place. This place had been occupied by vampires for a long time, the humans probably thought that door didn't lead anywhere since no one seemed to try to open it. Little did they know that behind that door was a small staircase, and that staircase lead to a big open room which Victor had decided to live in. No windows to the outside world, underground which dulled all the sounds from the streets. It was the ideal place for a vampire to live.

There were two rooms in the whole apartment. The big room, which would be the living room and another small room which was the bedroom. There was only a small corner for the kitchen supplies in the living room and then of course a small bathroom for all your human needs. However, that probably hadn't been used in a very long time since vampires didn't very much need that. Still, it was there when he moved in and he didn't really want to move it.

There weren't much furniture that occupied the space either. Victor wanted to keep the space as open as possible so a couch and a small table was enough for him. However, he was starting to miss a TV. He did keep a bed in the bedroom, but he liked to sleep on the couch more. It was comfortable, close to the door so he could keep an eye on it and the room was bigger which made it easier for him to relax in. Since he didn't spend so much time outside, he liked his space where it wasn't cluttered with all kinds of stuff.

However, it was sad when you found yourself in a position where you had to stay inside and didn't have much to do. No books to read, no movies to watch or no hobbies to make the time go faster, Well.. seemed like Victor had to find something else to entertain himself with.

[Sathenus]

Sariel's hazel eyes glanced back down the alley he had just traveled down. He was originally here to help one of his old friends. Hunting with a partner was not something he was used to doing, mainly because he really didn't work well with others. But when you're called in to assist someone that you actually liked you didn't argue. Well... not to much anyway. Sariel naturally argued most things, and he had actually argued this a little trying to get out of it. In the end though he had been convinced to come to this place and help. All for what though? They had gotten separated in one of the weirdest encounters he had to admit he had ever had doing what he did.

 

Hunting vampires was a love of his, he was made for it after all. That did not mean things didn't go wrong, that unexpected things didn't happen. It was a complete and utter disaster in his opinion as he came to a sudden stop cursing under his breath. This was ridiculous! Had he just stayed home and focused on his own hunt this never would have happened. At least in his opinion. Granted if he had not been here things could have ended worse than they had. He still didn't know what the hell had happened to Jonah, the vampire hunter he had come here to assist.

 

Pulling the walkie talkie from his waist he tried again to see if he'd get a response. "Come on, Jonah! If you have even one ounce of brain left you won't ignore me!" He practically growled into the device. Normally he had a much nicer temperament. But he frustrated, he had been brought here to help with something that had just become even more of a disaster. Without thinking he turned towards a building that looked like it would be the perfect place to hide out until he heard word from the other man and could figure out his next plan of action.

 

He didn't even take the chance to inspect just where he was going. Maybe that was a mistake on his part, but right now, he truly did not have time to really consider that the decisions he was making were not smart ones. Moving forward he hadn't even realized that the door he had slipped through was not the normal door that was kept on most buildings. At least not until his back was pressed against the cool metal, it took his eyes a moment to adjust to the sudden darkness he found himself engulfed in.

 

Night had fallen a few hours earlier, so he had known that any building he had entered would probably be quite dark as well considering the area itself didn't seem that inhabited. But this particular space was even darker than expected for the lack of windows that seemed to be present. Moving to step further in he didn't expect to find himself on top of a small flight of stairs, his foot landing a little louder than he had anticipated and seeming to echo. That was his first hint that the space he was walking in to was oddly unoccupied, or at the very least had very little within the room as the sound had echoed a bit.

 

As his eyes started to adjust more he took another more hesitant step forward. Something made the hair on the back of his neck stand on end and he suddenly found himself more prepared for an attack than he probably should be. There was that small voice in the back of Sariel's head that tried to pass it off as being a result of the events of earlier that night and nothing to do with the space itself.

[Alichino]

Victor rarely got any visitors to his underground home, if he did it would be the ones he took here himself, which he rarely did. Bringing people here would mean that there was a bigger risk someone would find out he lived here. Which was why, when he heard the metal door open and close he couldn't help but to be surprised by it. No human had ever tried to open that door since it really didn't look like it would be able to open and people usually assumed that the door didn't lead anywhere. At least not to a place they wanted to visit. So who would open that door?

 

The vampire listened carefully, trying to hear if someone was actually foolish enough to go down the stars while it was so dark in there. Perhaps a burglar? No. Even they wouldn't come down here since who would rob a metal door where no one seemed to live? Then was it just something that Victor imagined? The sudden loud echoing that came from the foot not really anticipating the step of the stair beneath it was proof enough that someone had ventured down from the street above and that person was making his or her way closer to where Victor was still resting on the couch. However, as that person came closer he slowly got up into a sitting position, moving silently over the soft furniture and blending in with the darkness around him that the man could've missed him if his eyes hadn't adjusted to it yet. Victor waited until the intruder was finished walking down the stairs, hearing his steps hesitating as he was anticipating something, carefully moving forward as if he was expecting something to happen. Well then... Not to disappoint someone who dared come to Victor's home uninvited.

 

Once the unfamiliar foot landed on the welcome matt Victor's slender finger pressed on the switch to the lamp he had on the coffee table, only making his presence known to the other right at that point. His blue eyes, that his vampire blood had stained with an orange color was staring right at the other man where he was standing. Probably a pretty frightened image to come across if you weren't used to it... At least that was what Victor was hoping when he did it.

He looked at the other with a look that told him he had just interrupted his rest, but then a smile broke out on his darkened lips.

 

"Welcome, to my humble home. I would've laid out something for you to eat, but as you probably would've guessed... I didn't expect to have company any time soon."

 

He said with a slight laughter in his smooth voice that could've enchanted anyone even when he was alive. He sat back on the couch, not fearing of anything, crossing his spider-like legs where his pants did nothing but enhance the slenderness of them. His shirt had one button free to reveal more of that beautiful skin underneath, yet his collar was pulled upwards. This only helped to show how long even his neck was since it extended right above it. He seemed to be sculpted right from a gothic painting with his long, slender limbs, darkened lips and black hair. He was shaved on one side while the other was long and wild. It wasn't just his eyes that reflected the small light from the lamp which did nothing for the rest of the room and only seemed to shine its light on the man on the couch. He had rings in his ears which appeared to be silver, but being a vampire they weren't made out of real silver. Also, there was a necklace around his neck, hanging from the fake silver chain was a small spider.

 

Victor observed the other where from where he was sitting and there was something different about him. The one thing he reacted to immediately was the fact that he couldn't smell the blood from him. The first thing that usually hit him was the blood of any human he came across. It was intoxicating, making his whole body crave it and yeah, almost going insane over it. However, this man... He didn't sense any of that kind with him. What was he? Vampire?

[Sathenus]

It was only when he was slightly aware that he had stepped on what had to be a mat that a light suddenly turned on. Squinting against the sudden brightness it took him a moment to take in the figure that was illuminated behind the glow. It seemed a bit eery, considering the fact that only the figure beside the lamp was illuminated by it's light. The rest of the space very much remaining in darkness. It cast a creepy shadow on the figure, one that would probably make most people turn around and run for it. Sariel was not like most people though, and was not so easily scared. He would make one hell of a terrible vampire hunter if it was that easy to make him turn and run for it.

 

"I didn't expect to find anyone living here." Sariel responded to the other's words. It was then his hazel eyes suddenly seemed to realize why the space was as dark as it was. There were no windows. Wait... no windows? His gaze quickly darted around what he knew was the outskirts of the room they stood in and sure enough there was not even one window to allow light in from the outside world. 'No wonder this place is so damn dark. It explains why it's so much cooler down here as well.' Sariel thought to himself. However, this discovery also brought an inkling of suspicion to the forefront of his mind. What kind of person practically lived in a windowless basement? No, human. That easily made him realize that he was more than likely not dealing with a person, but rather a creature instead.

 

Instantly the first to come to mind was a vampire, the very thing he spent his existence destroying. It made it so his hazel gaze darken, a frown crossing his face as he watched the figure move settling on the couch and still being the only thing the light seemed to touch. This was weird, and it had been completely unexpected. Suddenly Jonah came back to his mind, and he swore to himself, where the hell was that man? Normally Sariel never entered situations like this until he had thought out a game plan fully, and had a chance to learn the structure and layout of the building he was entering. But again, he had not expected to find anyone or anything living here when he had slipped inside.

 

Sariel had expected the space to be empty, had expected to be able to recuperate and get his bearings, settling his mind, and figure out a game plan for reconnecting with Jonah. He was sure the other was just fine and had probably ended up losing his radio somewhere when they were separated. Realizing that his stand had become rather standoffish upon making the discovery that this was no human before him he slowly managed to give it a more relaxed look. Standing in a way that made him look more at ease even if he was really more prepared for the figure to do something than met the eye.

 

"It's a bit odd... to live in a place with no windows isn't it?" Sariel asked. His voice made it clear he was suspicious of the man, even if his body language no longer said that itself. Hell, he was sure his narrowed and judging gaze also made his suspicion clear. Having taken in the appearance of the man, his slender limbs, the way he was dressed all the way down to the necklace around the other's neck. He wasn't a bad looking guy, but he knew the perfection he saw in the body was not a natural perfection. No human would appear to be so perfect. There were many that looked of statue material and were damn hot, but none whose bodies were that perfect. That elegant. This just seemed to confirm his suspicions even more.

 

Were they even suspicions at this point? Sariel was sure they were more fact, he knew the figure before him wasn't like those above, and he knew that no human would live here where no windows were present. It would be far to dark for their mortal eyes to handle, especially if it was just a small area the light illuminated. The space also became to cold at night. It did make him wonder why the creature was still here though, had it not wanted to go out into the night and enjoy the air? Or had it known somehow that it should hide out tonight? Sariel didn't know, but he would however find out.

[Alichino]

Victor didn't exactly expect the other to run off with the tail between his legs when he turned on the small light in the room, revealing his dark figure. However, a little tremble would've been nice to see, but he didn't even get that out of the other. He seemed unusually unfaced by the image before him. Victor already knew that this person wasn't a human since he didn't smell like one, but if that hadn't tipped him off, perhaps that would've. Or the man could've been a human who had watched too many horror movies to be unfaced with anything as simple as a dark room and a small light so, what did Victor really know?

 

Either way, the vampire still smiled at the other as he observed him, still standing on the door matt, trying to figure out where exactly he was. He had told him that he hadn't expected anyone to live here and he didn't find that unsurprising. That was how it was designed. No one would go looking for a killer in such a place... or was it such a place where you would look for a killer? Didn't matter. The important thing was that no one did look in a place like this, which meant that Victor had managed to stay hidden for so many years... until now. Observing the other, he tried to figure out what kind of person would open a metal door that appeared to lead to nowhere, walk down the stairs and still stand there talking to a perfect stranger inside of his home? He already did establish that this wasn't a human, but he didn't feel like a vampire either. A vampire could recognize their own kind... mostly because they were fighting over the same territory... It would've been like if a foreign lion came into the other's territory. Only with much more bantering and talking to each other. Yet this person didn't seem like wanting to do that at all. He was more interested in the interior than he was with Victor himself as proven when he talked about the no windows thing. A bit odd? Well, for an outsider, perhaps it would seem odd.

 

"I happen to like it. Lot of privacy that way, not much for prying eyes, which was why I chose this location. Also, it kind of came with the family."

 

Victor said and giggled to himself, thinking that calling the man who turned him into a vampire his 'family' probably wouldn't have gone so well with him if he knew about it. However, he couldn't help himself explaining it like that. Since it appeared that the other was trying to figure something out for himself as well. From where Victor was sitting, he seemed suspicious about something, the darkness around him for sure, but also about Victor himself. It probably shouldn't be a surprise since there was just a man living underground with a lamp to his face and... yeah, the whole situation would make anyone suspicious. The vampire looked around for a moment, trying to see things from a different perspective than his own and he came to a small conclusion.

 

"Well, maybe it's not the lack of windows that are bothering you. Perhaps it is the darkness? Are your eyes not adjusting that well? Perhaps if I brought in a little more light would that make you feel better?"

 

He asked and then gave away a wide smile, showing off all his teeth not really hiding his sharp fangs in his mouth. They weren't long since vampire's teeth only grew longer when they were about to bite someone, but they still were much sharper than humans'. Victor got up from his seat and walked over to the wall right beside the stranger. There he found another switch, but when he turned that on, the room came to life. Blinding lights came over the apartment and the white walls reflected it to almost a hospital level. The light wasn't even yellow, but white and it revealed the almost empty room in it's entirety. The vampire took a glance at it as if he was proud that he could get the room to be so bright even if there were no windows in the apartment and the light source wasn't hanging from the ceiling so that his tall body wouldn't bump into anything of that kind. After glancing around his orange stained blue eyes looked back at the stranger, not caring if the other found out what he was.

 

"There. Isn't that better? Now, will you be able to calm down a little from your suspicions or do you still want to keep that up? Perhaps I can offer you a hot beverage too?"

[Sathenus]

"I suppose." Sariel mused as he let his eyes gaze around the room once more. Not having windows would make the whole place much more private, there really was no arguing that. Still, now that he was sure he knew what the man was, this just made him even more surprised with his own actions. Why was he so willing to have a conversation right now? Even if it wasn't much of one, he should be figuring out a plan of action! But no, instead he was standing there, suspiciously looking at the man before him though he now knew for sure he was a vampire. It was so unlike him. But something made him want to talk more, versus just jumping into what he would normally have done in such an instance. That and there was this really tiny part of him that knew it had been kind of rude of him to just wander in uninvited. But he hadn't expected anyone, or anything for that matter to actually be living here.

 

"Make me feel better?" the man replied with a surprised tone. Why would the other care? Before he could even speak though and say it didn't matter there was no making him feel better the man was already in motion. Having the vampire that close to him made him shoot the creature a look stating plainly not for it to try anything funny. He had noticed the fact that the man's teeth were sharper than a humans, and though his fangs were not currently elongated they were hard to ignore.The light that flooded the room when the switch was flicked made him blink against it for a moment. "You're terrible at having a balance." Sariel groaned as he rubbed his eyes. It was a harsh contrast, the light seeming to make the walls have a frustrating glow like one saw in a hospital.

 

That wasn't to say that he did not appreciate having more light in the room, and it wasn't to much light at all. It had just been to much to fast. Instead of the room having slowly lit up like one would upon turning on one lamp at a time it had been an immediate change. Turning his gaze back to the vampire once his eyes had finally managed to adjust he gave the man a dirty look at the questions he recieved next.

 

"You're oddly friendly for a vampire." Sariel said keeping the look on his face though it did almost falter at the mention of a hot beverage. He could not for the life of him understand why, or even how for that matter the creature was being so hospitable. Did it really matter if he was comfortable or not? Did it matter if he was suspicious? Apparently it did, and that just confused him even more.

 

"You're an odd one for sure." he murmured though it was meant more for himself than the other near him. The creature really was odd, and he had the hardest time trying to understand him. Glancing around the room once more he noticed for the first time just how bare it was. Vampire's didn't have the need for such materialistic things though right? They really just needed the bare minimum, and even that was questionable to him at times.

 

Turning his gaze back to the man he spoke, his voice taking on a questioning tone. "You're taking the fact that I just happened to walk into your home rather well." Even most humans would not have been so welcoming to someone just stumbling into their home. Even if it had been by accident. 'I suppose I could humor him and be a bit more relaxed... see what exactly this creature is up to.' Sariel thought to himself.

[Alichino]

Victor smiled at the other when he said that he was terrible at having a balance. He guessed that much was true since he just went from total darkness to total brightness. It did amuse him to see the other struggling to readjust his vision in order to take in all the lights and he could've started a fight right there and then with the other, he could've taken the opportunity to get the upper hand and just corner the other or even try to kill the other. But he didn't. Didn't really feel the need to since at the moment, he didn't see the other as a threat. It didn't feel like this one wanted to kill him... not yet at least.

 

He was surprised to receive the dirty look from him when he simply just asked him to calm down and whether or not he should get him something warm to drink, but he was even more surprised to hear that he had figured out that he was a vampire. Of course, he didn't show none of that surprise in his face, he still held his calm demeanor and soft smile visible in his face. The thing he was surprised was wasn't the fact that he had figured it out, if you knew about vampires then there was pretty easy to spot one. However, knowing this the other didn't feel like a vampire himself. What was he? Demon?

 

"Know many vampires, do you?"

 

Victor asked, just to break the silence between them since, according to him that had been going on too long even if it had only lasted for a second or two. He didn't know if the answer to what he was lay in the answer to that question, but he still was curious. How many vampires had this man met in person? How many of those vampires did he actually talk to? Thinking further on that just made Victor smile to himself.

 

"I haven't had a guest in a long time, good to know that I still have some decency to act as a good host."

 

He said and let his eyes glance towards the other once again, trying to take in the other's look for once and not just what he did. He didn't look too bad, not worthy of a vampire's looks of course, but vampires were designed to look beautiful. Nothing could make them look ugly or rather... undesirable since they used their looks to lure in potential victims. Even the burn marks on Victor's hand wasn't enough to damage his beauty, it was just another thing that made him desirable, such was the power of their looks.... Could become rather boring after a while. When the other said that he was taking this intrusion rather well he couldn't help but to let out a small chuckle at it.

 

"I don't get anyone to visit me in years and the first man that does, should I just throw him out on the streets?"

 

Victor paused for a moment after he had said that, looking like he had just realized something and then he gave away another small chuckle before he continued speaking.

 

"I sounded more like an old pensioner waiting for his family at some retirement home, didn't I? I apologize for that since it really wasn't my intent."

 

He couldn't help but to feel a little embarrassed that he had just referred to and started speaking like an old grandfather or something that was just wishing that his family would come and visit him more often. That really wasn't the case with the vampire and he had just said it since he figured it would sound more mystical than it actually came across. Maybe he shouldn't try as hard to sound mystical since he surely was doing a pretty good job of that without putting the extra effort in.

 

Speaking of putting extra effort in, it didn't seem like the man was about to go anywhere and since he had made the offer, then perhaps there wasn't such a bad idea to show the other just how much of a good host he could be. He gave the other another quick glance, this time without the smile in a way of trying to say to him not to go anywhere. After that he made his way towards the small kitchen in the corner of the room and started to prepare that hot beverage for him. He did have all the supplies for it, despite being a blood sucker, he did have something that would satisfy any gentleman.

 

"It's not often you find yourself in a conversation where blood isn't the main topic. It's rather refreshing."

 

Victor said, figuring that now that the other knew he was a vampire, he didn't need to play the pretend game with him anymore, no matter how fun that was his secret was out in the open so now he could say whatever the bloody hell he wanted. He quickly warmed up some water for the two of them before pouring it all up in two cups with a tea bag each in them. Once he felt that the teabag had done its part he threw it away and then he put both of them on the coffee table in front of the couch and then he faced the stranger again, offering a seat on the couch for him.

 

"And also, you seemed to be in a bit of distress to which I am more than willing to help you relax from."

[Sathenus]

"Not that are still alive to talk about it." Sariel replied with a look in his eyes that made it clear he was not lying. He had met a lot of vampires, but he normally never walked away without ending their existences first. Tonight seemed to be the first for that, first that stupid encounter that had separated him from Jonah, and now this encounter. How many vampires was he going to run into and let slip through his fingers like this? Hell, this vampire was just as guilty in a sense, the creature had a chance to end it while he was blinded by the light, but instead he had just stood there allowing him to get used to the brightness suddenly.

 

It was odd. What was also odd was to hear the creature had not had a guest in a long time. Should he take that as in he had just not brought anyone here in a long time or was there something else being hinted at beneath all of that? "How long exactly has it been since you've played host?" Sariel questioned, his curiosity finally getting the best of him.

 

Noticing that the vampire seemed to be looking him over he gave the man a look to state he knew what he was doing. "Liking what you see? Or do you always look at people like that?" He said a small smirk crossing his face. "I would think where vampires seem to be perfect in the look department they wouldn't have a need to look over others." Sariel added this time his voice became a bit of a tease. For some reason it seemed easy for him to tease the creature. But he knew he didn't really mind that the vampire had taken in how he looked. He had done so to the creature already after all, so it only seemed fair that the other would do the same. Even if he knew he did not compare to the perfect beauty of a vampire.

 

"Hmm... I suppose not. If you are that lonely anyways I suppose you would take whatever company you can get." Sariel answered with a slightly thoughtful look crossing his face. It was hard to argue with a point like that. If the creature really had gone a while without having someone to play generous host with he could only assume that finally receiving said chance he would not be quite so quick to toss him out. It was still a little to early for Sariel to decide if he was going to make the creature regret that decision or not.

 

The look he received in the form of a quick glance made him raise his eyebrow at the other man. Noticing him head off towards the small kitchen that was nestled in a corner. This gave him another moment to take in the barren room. It was odd to him, that anyone even a vampire would live in such a space. Had he not known better he would have thought such creatures would prefer more extravagant lifestyles than living in what could literally be described as a basement.

 

Turning back to the vampire when he returned only to set two cups of what was obviously tea on the coffee table and then motioned for him to take a seat on the couch he hesitated. "I take it vampire's don't have many opportunities to discuss anything but blood, huh?" He asked as he slowly moved a little closer obviously finding himself a little uncomfortable.

 

Even though he had not shown himself as a threat to the creature, he was sure after his earlier comment that the man had to have realized what he was by now. Even if he was still showing no sign of aggression he would not put it past a vampire to suddenly make a move.

 

"Distressed?" Sariel repeated his hazel eyes moving up to meet the vampire's gaze. For the first time he managed to see the color of the other's eyes despite them having actually stood closer together a few moments ago. It was oddly stunning, and he had to quickly push that thought from his mind. "I wouldn't really say distressed, maybe more of frustrated." He replied trying to make it seem as if the vampire had not caught onto his actual feeling. Sariel did not like the idea that the creature had picked up on his distress, it unnerved him to think he had shown it to the point that the vampire had actually caught onto it.

[Alichino]

Victor looked at the other for a moment when he told him that the vampires he had meet, no longer was alive to tell the tale. Then.. Was he a vampire who killed his own kind? No, vampires had very strict laws against that, they shouldn't kill each other and didn't Victor already establish that this man was no vampire? There were no signs that told him that it was the case and from what he just told him... it made Victor realize something. Something he had never thought to be true.

 

"Vampire hunter.. So you do exist."

 

He said with a foolish smile spreading on his lips. For some reason, he had just thought the vampire hunters to be a myth, a folktale that you told when you wanted someone to behave, or something the humans had made up to feel a bit of hope. He didn't think they were real, and now when he was standing right in front of one, yes, he couldn't help but to feel a little intimidated. However, that feeling didn't last very long since he figured if the other wanted to kill him, he would've done it the minute he found he was a vampire. That didn't happen, so he wasn't here to kill him.. Why was he here then? He had said he didn't expect to find anyone here, so... it couldn't have been for Victor. No, he was here for some other reason. What that might be could be fun to find out. Playing games with a vampire hunter could be intriguing.

 

When the other asked how long ago it was since he had been host Victor had to think about that for a second. He had to go through his memories of when he actually had been a host like this and, well... He couldn't really found one.

 

"I want to say... since before I became a vampire, but I don't think that's true either.."

 

He said and then he sat down on the couch to make himself more comfortable again, further demonstrating that he really didn't fear the other, even now when he found out that killing vampires was part of his existence. But like he said before, if he wanted to kill him, he would've done so a long time ago. Therefore, Victor felt no hurry when he picked up his cup of tea, blowing at it to cool it down, even if his breath didn't exactly help with that and even if it did he couldn't feel either heat or cold so.. That was just an act he put up again, because he thought it looked good. Speaking of things that looked good, the hunter seemed to mock the fact that he had been eyeing him earlier, asking if he liked what he saw, but if he had just left it at that, Victor probably would've just shrugged at it, telling him that he could guess for himself whether that were true or not. However, the man did continue and he asked if he looked at everyone like that and the smile in Victor's face widened. Telling the other that he did look at everyone in such a way. It was true. Poker would've been Victor's game since he was really good with not showing what he really thought of someone else. Still, he didn't find telling the other that would be of any benefit and it didn't matter since what came next washed all of those thoughts away. It was a little... offensive to say that according to the vampire.

 

"So, you think just because we have the looks that can't compare with other's, we don't want to look at anyone else? Or do you just think we wouldn't find anyone attractive just because we have our own looks to gloat to? Perhaps if we could see our selves in the mirror, that would be true, but as it is... I guess you see a lot of a vampire's victims.. Then tell me, have you ever found a victim that you found was truly ugly where you couldn't understand why someone would drink him or hers blood?"

 

Biting a person and drinking its blood was a very intimate experience. You had to be close to that person, so close that you could smell it, you had to touch that body, had to sink your teeth into it and did you really want to do that to a person you didn't even liked to look at? No. Really not. It wasn't like with human food where it didn't matter how it looked as long at it tasted good. Well, humans didn't have to stick their faces into it, didn't have to touch it with their bare hands.. if they did, then yeah, they would have to think more about the looks of things. So yeah, vampires too find other things attractive than themselves... Which was a pity really since it meant that they would be picky about their food source... Or was that a good thing? Depending on who you asked.

 

Victor didn't react when the other mentioned that he might be lonely and that was why he accepted the company of anyone. He wasn't wrong in saying that since yeah, Victor really was lonely, but... Wait, why did he think he was lonely based on that? Didn't he know that vampires usually came in pairs? Victor looked at him for a second, wondering if he could find out the answer just by looking at him, but... The easiest was probably to ask about it. However, if he didn't know that then Victor didn't want to be the one to tell him. No, he had to find that out by himself if that were the case. So he continued to just sip his tea and ignore the thing he had just said. However, what did deserve an answer was when the other agreed that a vampire probably didn't have much to talk about than blood and.. yeah.

 

"It's usually the subject that comes along, yes."

 

Victor responded nonchalantly. It wasn't really surprising. It was like when you found that one person who had a common interest with you, of course you only wanted to talk about that since that was the only thing you had in common. It was pretty annoying, but even so, he couldn't deny it was a topic worth talking about. Hell even the two of them, one not being a vampire, still they talked about blood. It was inevitable, really.

 

When the other tried to brush off the fact that he had been feeling distressed Victor gave him another look that asked if he seriously tried to act as if that hadn't been true. The vampire had seen him, suspicious of his surroundings when he came down the steps, still in heat of whatever it was that had happened from the streets and he still hesitated about sitting on the couch having tea with the very thing he was hunting above. He just wanted to brush that off as being frustrated? Frustrated about what, that Victor wasn't attacking him like any other vampire probably would? He really did want to ask him who attacked first in his world, but that would be a question for another time. Right now he let the other think he could fool him for a second since he knew the truth would come out sooner or later anyway. Just with two simple questions.

 

"Then, what were you frustrated about? Did a vampire slip through your grasp?"

[Sathenus]

"You make it sound like I'm the myth here." Sariel replied upon hearing the creature's words. Had the other man truly thought that vampire hunters did not exist? That the natural balance of things could be tipped so far off balance? That is in a sense what the vampire hunter's were for after all, vampires kept in a sense the human population under better control, vampire hunters kept the vampire population under control. There was a very delicate balance going on, and none of them could outweigh the other. The outcome of such an in-balance would surely lead to disaster. Sariel had not lived to see such an in-balance in the world, and he did not want to live to see it either. Did vampires get the upper hand of a vampire hunter? Of course they did, it wouldn't be so balanced without it. There always had to be someone or something capable of keeping the other's numbers in line.

 

"Surely I'm not the first one you have encountered, or at least that you have ever heard of." He added after a few seconds of silence had passed. It would be insane to think that this vampire had not encountered a vampire hunter before, or at the very least of their existence. It was in his opinion a rather ridiculous concept. One that he truly had the hardest time understanding. Even if a vampire hunter was not the more popular of the two, it was not like they were not discussed, like they were literally never heard of.

 

Sariel was sure a surprised look crossed his face, hearing that it really had been a long time since the other had played host to anyone. Damn... surely this creature had to be starved for company then. It made him wonder if it was for a reason, maybe the other didn't want company, didn't want to be around other. That was a very possibly outcome as well, but if that was the case then it did not explain his friendliness and how willing he seemed to be to play host right now. There had to be more behind it, but in the end he truly was not interested enough to question it any further. He would leave it at that, even if he did provide just a little comment about that. "Surely that's been quite some time. I would have thought your response would have been at least within the last decade or so."

 

"In my opinion? Yes." He replied with a look stating he found the other's response a little insulting himself. "Just because a vampire finds their victim attractive enough to drink from does not mean that I too find that person attractive. Maybe there was something about them that makes them appealing to others, but you asked me if I had ever found any such victims to be truly ugly. As rude as it is, yes, multiple." Sariel found no reason to lie to the creature. He could understand why the man had said what he had, and he knew that to drink from someone they had to get close so why not pick someone they actually found attractive and not just blood wise. Still, Sariel had his own type, and there were many instances where someone fell under the ugly category. It was nothing that they did themselves, it was something that was completely on his end. He knew that.

 

There was a part of him who felt like his words were an insult to such victims, and he instantly let his eyes drift shut as if making peace with himself for saying such a thing before his eyes reopened and locked once more on the vampire. He tried to have respect for every victim, regardless of his own views. Whether that victim was deemed attractive or not by him did not mean they deserved any disrespect and outright admitting that he had come across such victims he had felt were ugly did seem disrespectful to the dead to him.

 

"I am also well aware that you cannot see your own reflection, but that does not change my earlier words." Sariel's previous words still stood. He did not think that just because vampires tended to go for attractive prey and that they could not see their own reflections was enough of an answer to look over everyone like that. Especially upon realizing that they are not prey. Granted, Sariel wasn't acting like much of a threat either, so maybe he had somehow encouraged this considering he should have ended this encounter quite some time ago. He truly could not figure out why he had not done so.

 

Just giving the creature a nod and slight hum of acknowledgement he did not comment about the blood subject again. This was not a topic he felt needed to be discussed further. Sariel after all had no interest in blood, though it did not make him squeamish he surely did not think it was a topic that needed to be discussed further. Ha, the thought of a squeamish vampire hunter brought a small smile to his face. It wasn't like they didn't see some rather gruesome things, or do some rather gruesome things. Any vampire hunter who was squeamish would not last for long, if at all for that matter. Hell, he wouldn't be surprised if one of their own would take out such a weak vampire hunter. It wasn't like they would be doing their part anyway.

 

Finding himself suddenly quite amused with this line of thinking he had to push his thoughts aside and bring himself back to reality. Eyes landing on the creature as the other settled on the couch and took up his tea. Sariel was a little surprised that the creature blew on it, knowing for a fact that the other would not be able to tell the difference between it being cold or hot. Maybe it was a habit that remained from his human life? That seemed like a valid enough reason as he finally managed to settle himself down as well though he made sure it was as far away from the other as the couch would allow.

 

Slowly he reached for his own cup, sniffing at it first and hesitantly inspecting it. Even if the creature had not discovered what he was until after making it, Sariel felt like the beverage had to be inspected before he could consider consuming it. He had just gone to take a sip when the man spoke again making him sigh and give the other a sharp look again. "Do you really care if that's the reason for my frustration?" He said his voice taking on a rather cold tone. It was not just one vampire, and that was what was so frustrating about it. That was not to say that a vampire hunter was not capable of taking care of more than one, but there were times when they had to admit defeat.

 

As much as he hated to admit it, tonight had been one of those times. It was either admit defeat and take off, hoping they would not pursue, or they could continue with a fight that they would not win knowing that it would end in losing their own life. Though Sariel had surely already lived a filling life doing what he did, he had not been ready to say goodbye to it, apparently neither had Jonah. The damn coward had taken off first though which still did frustrate him. Even if the other man was his friend it did not mean that he didn't want to strangle the other sometimes. That was part of being friends he supposed, and he also figured it was one of many reasons why he truly preferred the solo route. It meant he didn't have to worry about someone skipping out and taking off like had happened tonight. Normally his old friend wasn't like that, something about the vampires and the encounter tonight had triggered something in Jonah that he must not have been aware of.

 

It truly got his mind going as he stared blankly at the tea in his hands. Quite clearly he was not really focused on the vampire or their conversation anymore. His mind rather easily being whisked away to what was actually bothering him. What the hell could have caused his friend to bail on him like that? Jonah had been up until this point the only person he could truly count on to have his back until they both made the mutual decision to bail and escape from an encounter that would not end successfully. That had not happened tonight. They had not come to a mutual decision. Hell, by the time Sariel had come to the conclusion that it was useless and they needed to take off Jonah had already darted off to do just that. Maybe that was what apparently made him seem like he was in distress.

 

He had after all not heard back from the man since then, and he glanced down at the radio on his hip as if he was expecting to hear the other's voice any second now. A small part of him was sure that he was waiting for nothing. That was not to say he thought the other man was dead, it meant that he figured since Jonah had taken off on him that the other man would not answer any of his attempts for contact knowing very well he was still quite pissed.

[Alichino]

Victor couldn't help but to be the one who find it odd that the other was surprised that he didn't believed vampire hunters to be real. Was it really that surprising?

 

"Well, I am alive... or undead as you say it, I'm still here to tell the tale. Doesn't that speak for itself that I haven't encountered a vampire hunter before?"

 

The other had told him that the vampires he had met wasn't alive to tell the tale, why would any other vampire hunter leave him alive if they had met him? Or well.. undead... Wait, was that what he meant when he said that the vampires he met wasn't alive to tell the tale? Since, vampires wasn't really alive then even the ones he hadn't killed could still be around... This was confusing to explain it, but at least Victor knew what he was thinking about and he hoped that wasn't the case since then he would've just made a fool out of himself from that line and he didn't want to make such a mistake. He was a vampire, a higher being and he didn't make mistakes. Even though a part of him still was human, he refused to believe that.

 

He decided to put all of those thoughts to rest for the moment and instead concentrate on what the other said when he told him he hadn't found any victim to be attractive. That proved to be surprising to Victor since he knew that the victims of a vampire had to be beautiful. Even if you can't find all of them attractive, surely the majority would be enough so. How long had this man been hunting vampires? If he came to such a conclusion then he couldn't have experienced a lot of them... Or had he? That was when Victor realized something. Something that sent chills to his bones and he couldn't help but to smile as the pieces started to fit together. Was it true? Or was it just Victor's overworking brain that had just come to its own conclusion. God, if it were true though, then this person would probably be his favourite person of all time.

 

"When you asked me that... were you speaking out of your own personal experience? Is it in fact you who don't find the need to look at anyone else because you find vampires too perfect in the looks department?"

 

Victor could barely wait until he found out the answer to that question. However, he doubted that the hunter would be truthful about it if he had guessed correctly. No, a vampire hunter admitting such a thing to a vampire? That would never happen, so Victor had to be extra careful, extra observant in order to really catch what lay beneath it all. He doubted that it was the case since it would please him all too well and you really couldn't have such a vampire like Victor pleased, right? No, that would make hell freeze over.

 

While he waited for the answer to that, some other peace of information was laid out for him. There was another question he had to read under the surface in order to get the real answer out of him. The fact that he had just said that he had been frustrated and not distressed had led the vampire to assume what could've caused it. He knew he had to be straight forward with his questions, asking a bigger one would only make the other dodge it, but now he felt he had him right where he wanted. He had indeed tried to dodge the question, but by doing so it was obvious to the vampire that what he had asked was true.

 

"So a vampire did escape your grasp tonight. Was it the first vampire to ever have done that? It must be since you're taking it this hard."

 

He said, noticing that the other had gone into his own mindset as he was reminding himself of what had happened tonight. It didn't look like anything good, but then again, both of them were creatures of the night. When did it ever go well for such things? Still, he couldn't help but to be a little curious to what possibly could've happened for him to be willing to seek comfort with a vampire. It wasn't just the tea he had just sipped. Something really disturbing must've happened. What kind of demon would Victor be if he didn't care about that?

[Sathenus]

"Not necessarily, no." Sariel replied to the question. Just because the creature was here to tell the tale did not necessarily mean he had never come in contact with a vampire hunter before. It just meant he had survived, whether it was by taking them out or merely not being a threat at the time. It really was a bit complicated to explain what went on within the mind of a hunter. Just because you were a vampire it did not automatically make you a target, they actually put a lot of thought and time into the targets they chose. They would plan things out, make sure they had thought thoroughly over every possible outcome. It was a complicated job.

 

"There are many reasons why you could still be around despite having come in contact with one of us before." He added after some thought. There really was, numerous reasons could be behind it, even more than he had thought of previously. The more he thought of it the more came to his mind. Shaking his head he pushed the thoughts aside and noticed the way the creature was looking at him. He didn't know what the creature wanted, but it didn't make him comfortable.

 

Giving the creature a sharp look when the other did finally speak, Sariel thought the man had to be crazy. But... was he really? He had tried dating before, tried having a relationship but he had to admit it never really worked out. Sariel had never thought that it was because he had not liked the way they looked though, he had found his exes at least semi attractive but was there really any comparison to the perfection that was a vampire? Honestly, there wasn't. He knew that, but in no way whatsoever was he about to admit that. Especially to a vampire.

 

"That's nonsense." Sariel finally replied with a slight roll of his eyes. He could still see the way that the creature was looking at him, as if he knew he'd have to read through whatever response he had given the creature. Damn... Sariel truly hoped that he had not given off anything that would indicate the creature's thought had been true. What kind of vampire hunter after all actually found vampire's attractive enough that it fucked with their own happiness? Hell, it wasn't easy to kill someone you found yourself attracted to, it also was not easy to know that you were attracted to the very thing you were meant to destroy.

 

It was such a hassle. But it was who he was, Sariel did find more vampires attractive than he wanted to admit. All of which had been male, so it was easy to say that female vampires had no such effect on him. He knew they were what any human would find to be the epitome of beauty, but that was not the case for him. The males on the other hand... he felt his eyes try to move back towards the creature at the thought but forced them to remain on the warm cup of tea in his hands. The tea already having cooled off a bit since he had sat down and taken the cup.

 

Sighing he let his eyes drift shut, pinching the bridge of his nose as he tried to get rid of the slight irritation that the vampire had grasped onto that part of everything he had just said. "No." He responded after a moment his eyes slowly opening as he returned his hand to hold the cup again, eyes moving back to the other. It seemed for a moment that he was not going to continue, but he did. "It wasn't the first time, we never take a vampire slipping out of our grasp well. It also wasn't just one. But that really isn't of any concern is it? That doesn't affect you in any way if they had survived the encounter or not after all. Right?"

 

Truthfully, he did not understand why this vampire wanted or was even willing to discuss this topic with him. Wouldn't he much rather discuss something else? Or was it his way of trying to get beneath his skin? Truthfully, Sariel didn't know, but he did know he didn't like it. "This isn't my normal hunting ground anyway. I was asked to come assist an old friend." He finally said letting out the true reason he was even in this area. This city... this wasn't his home turf, he knew very little of the city's layout. The reason being he was here to assist.

 

"When we finish what he asked me to come here to help him with I'll return home. It will be like I was never here." Sariel added. It really would be, he was here for one reason. Upon the completion of said reason he would return home, return to the trail of the vampire he had been hunting before being called away. City's like this normally had more than one hunter living in them, but Jonah didn't really see eye to eye with the others in the city. That was why the man had pulled him away from his own home town. A town that he was capable of watching over on his own. Sariel preferred the solo route, that was why he had not settled in a city like most.

 

Towns needed just as much protection though, vampires that were actually just passing through posing the biggest threat to the people he protected on a daily basis. The idea that he had left them alone made him inwardly groan. He could only imagine what he'd return home to. Then again, things had been quite quiet lately, so maybe he was worrying about nothing.

 

Pushing those thoughts aside he focused on the vampire once more. "Surely you'd rather discuss something else besides what I had been doing tonight. You already know more than enough." He added the last sentence on as an after thought.

[Alichino]

Oh, this man was playing a dangerous game. Not only had he willingly come to a vampire's home, but he had also let himself be calmed by the tea the other had offered. Just because Victor wasn't posing an immediate threat, didn't mean he was still dangerous. He was still a demon, he was still very much like a monster where death was the only thing that drove him. Victor knew it, he had accepted it a long time ago and everything he did was solely for that goal. Playing with this man, it had nothing to do with amusement or anything like that... Even if this man was turning out to be quite amusing. He had found out that vampire hunters existed, ever since that point the rules of the game had been set up and Victor was playing his part perfectly.

 

The man truly had denied the possibility that he might be attracted to vampire, that answer alone wasn't enough to give him what he wanted, but Victor saw enough doubt in him afterwards that indicated that what he had suggested wasn't too far fledged. Oh, this was delicious. Truly delicious. A vampire hunter that could only be attracted to vampires, the irony spoke for itself and Victor couldn't help but to be amused by it. Even if the hunter didn't exactly confirm it, there was enough imagination for Victor to say that it was the truth. The vampire watched as the other took that notion into consideration and he saw that the other was thinking it over, dreading it, fearing that it might be true. Hadn't he realized it himself until now? Oh, how Victor wished he could watch how the rest of this vampire hunters life would be after this point. What would he do with the realization he had about himself? ... What would Victor do?

 

This wasn't the only piece of information he got, though. The rest played in perfectly with the previous game Victor had been playing and he couldn't believe how talkative this hunter was being. Poor fellow.. He wasn't supposed to be here, he let two vampires get away and it wasn't his first time he had lost a battle. Oh dear, oh dear... Victor's sympathetic appearance didn't last long since he couldn't restrain the smile that started spreading across his lips. The hunter trusted him enough to let him know pretty much everything he wanted to know and he filed every single information back into his head. The fact that there were more than one hunter, the fact that they could call each other and work together, the even bigger fact... Hunters had their own territory that they guarded against vampires... and this one shouldn't even be here. Oh, that was just splendid wasn't it? That would mean, this man was trespassing on his territory... so he could do whatever he wanted with this one since he wasn't even supposed to be here. Even though, he was going to do that anyway, but... yeah, now he was given permission to do that. Victor put away the cup of tea for a second, letting his smile retract a little bit into one that wasn't too amused with the tragedy that had been the hunters night.

 

"I'm sorry you had to be this far away from home, only to fail the job you came here to do."

 

Victor said, slightly nodding to himself, playing the part where it looked like he was thinking everything over of what had just been told to him. Then, suddenly without warning, he grabbed onto the others neck, his long limbs stretching over to his side without much difficulty and he pushed him down on the couch, while he flipped around in order to straddle on top of him. A devious smile played on his lips as he felt like he had the upper hand over the other. The hand over his throat pushed him down as well as his body that was on top of him, however he wasn't pressing on any of his windpipes yet so the other could still breath properly... for now.

 

"Do you want me to make this night better..."

 

Victor asked in a more playful voice than he had before, letting his true color come forth as his free hand suddenly moved over the other's torso, stroking his stomach and moved down to his crotch where he started rubbing what hid underneath. He wanted to play more into what they discussed earlier, wondering if it really was true, he knew the only way he could know for absolute sure was if he took a little test drive on it. If the hunter wasn't going to be honest with him, then he was going to ask his body... before he killed him.

 

"... or do you want me to make it worse?"

 

He asked, continuing to what he said earlier and right after that he closed his long and slender fingers around the other's neck, with the intention to kill him. He observed him as he lay beneath him, helpless.. or well probably not, but that was how he imagined it and he couldn't help but to feel a certain... Victor's smile slowly disappeared from his lips as he kept watching the other. His grip around him slowly loosening at the same time as he was leaning closer to him. Before he could stop himself or even comprehend what he was doing, their lips suddenly met. A confused vampire only pressed against them at first, until his inner motor kicked in and he deepened the kiss and started to suck on the other's lips. Not showing any signs of stopping, the vampire kept the kiss alive for as long as he could.

[Sathenus]

The tea really did ease Sariel, his muscles relaxing as he got over the events of the night. Even if the events had been less than satisfactory. One thing did catch his attention however, noticing the smile that was crossing the creature's face. It made him a little suspicious, eyes hesitantly roving over the other man. What he did surprised him, and it also infuriated him. He didn't like that the other seemed to think that just one unsuccessful night meant he had failed.

 

"I haven't failed, if my job here was done whether or not it was successful I would be long gone by now. I'm here until the job is finished no matter how long that takes." he snapped. His gaze was sharped, irritated now. Sariel didn't like how quickly the Vampire had jumped to the conclusion that he had failed.

 

The sudden movement towards him and fingers wrapping around his neck made a surprised noise escape him. Sariel had been so sure that he had sat far enough from the creature that he would not be able to make a move like that so easily. Glaring up at the man from his position on the couch he noticed that the man had settled in a straddling position. The other 's weight as well as the hand in his throat kept him pressed against the couch.

 

"Get off of me!" He growled glaring up at the vampire. He was stunned by the man's words. How did this vampire think he was possibly going to make his night better. If he had been shocked before it was nothing to how he felt when the vampire's free hand moved down his torso, stroking his stomach for a moment before it moved to his crotch where it started rubbing him. Gritting his teeth his hand flew down to still the creature's hand. "Stop... don't so that!" Sariel gasped try to fight of his body's reaction to even that small amount stimulation. It was hard, and in the end he barely managed to stop himself from getting hard, that didn't mean his cock wasn't semi hard though making him groan.

 

His breath came out hard as he took the chance to try to relax. What was said next was followed by the fingers around his neck tightening, cutting off his air. Instantly the muscles in his body tensed and he moved to try to push the vampire off him. Oddly, he wasn't really panicking though, despite the situation he was currently in. Apparently his own gut feeling did well to not panic as the look on the other's face seemed to change and the fingers started to loosen.

 

By the time the grip had loosened enough for him to take in a better good breath the man was pressing their lips together. Sariel's eyes widened as he stared up at the man, suddenly the kiss deepened. He felt slightly ashamed at the soft moan that ended up escaping him as he was kissed. The feeling of the other sucking on his lips as he kissed him made Sariel push against the other 's chest.

 

Normally he would have embraced the kiss, giving in to what he obviously wanted but this was just... wrong. Sariel could already already feel his resolve breaking though. The longer the kiss lasted the more he pushed against the vampire's chest trying to break it. Unfortunately it didn't seem like he could hold out long enough before he finally gave in, a defeated noise escaping him as he finally returned the kiss.

 

When it did finally break he once more took in a sharp breath. Instantly he looked away from the other, one hand still around the wrist of the hand that had been rubbing his crotch, the other was still pressed against his chest. He felt embarrassed and a sense of shame was even settling in. What would other hunters think if they discovered what had just happened. "Let go of me." Sariel said his voice having taken a soft tone.

 

Surely the vampire didn't intend to keep him pressed into the couch like this. The man had the chance to kill him and hadn't done so. That had to stand for something right?

[Alichino]

When the kiss finally broke off Victor seemed surprised himself and he backed off a little from the other, still straddling him and still with his hands staying where they were, he just didn't want his face to be so close to the other while he was slowly realizing what he had just done. He had kissed him. It was weird to take in and it felt like he needed to repeat that in order for him to actually take the fact in. He had kissed him... No, it was still pretty hard to take in. He could still feel the sensation of the other's lips against his, but that didn't stop there. He had deepened the kiss, trying to stimulate the other while getting pretty stimulated himself.. He had his hand around the hunter's neck and instead of going for the kill he had gone for the kiss. Why?

 

His head tried to comprehend what he had just done, but as his sight started to clear up again, he still held the other pinned down on the couch and he couldn't deny that it wasn't a pretty sight to behold. The power he felt when he saw the other lying beneath him, unable to struggle under the grip he had over him. Not because of any physical grip, but something about that kiss had made its mark on the man... Not only that, but he was pretty sure what exactly he was feeling under his hand. To realize that Victor could make him react like this without even touching him directly... it made his devious smile return to his face. The other had asked him to let go of him... Victor just didn't feel like doing that.

 

"Now, why would I do that?"

 

He said with that slick voice of his as his eyes slowly trailed off towards the other's neck. His fingers started to play with it, releasing the grip it had around it to instead tracing the skin with his fingertips. Victor wanted to imprint how that soft skin was feeling right under his touch. It reminded him all too well of a humans skin, soft and oh so fragile. Normally that feeling alone would’ve been enough for him to want to sink his teeth into it, but... he didn’t want to do that at the moment. It was a strange feeling, something the vampire wasn’t used to feeling. Being a vampire, blood was all that he could think about. From above the streets, that scent had followed him everywhere, making him hungry, making him want to kill. The more the blood started to pump in the veins the richer that smell became, making it impossible not to give in to the temptation of drinking every last drop of it. However, this hunter... He wasn’t giving off such a sent at all. His blood should be heating up, it should be pumping in his veins, giving him colour in those cheeks, or even giving him what he needed for that cock of his to be erect, but... Nothing. There was not often you came upon an opportunity like this where you find yourself in a position where you weren’t constantly reminded that you were a blood sucking monster. To have this feeling together with a vampire hunter it was... ironic. He had a feeling the hunter was feeling the same thing since even though he was telling the other to get off of him or leave him be... He was still so willing to let him do these things to him.

 

Sure, the other had tried to push him away at the beginning of that kiss, but eventually he had let himself give into it. Victor was sure his efforts of pushing him away wasn’t to his full attempt since he should be able to overpower the vampire, wasn’t that what vampire hunters were for? He should be able to push him away with ease, but... No. So then, how much did he really want this? How far was he willing to go with Victor? Oh, the thought of the possibilities amused the vampire and he couldn’t help but want to humiliate the other more.

 

“It doesn’t seem like you’re completely honest with yourself.”

 

Victor said before he pressed his hand harder against the other’s erection in order to further demonstrate what he meant with that comment. He continued to rub against the other’s crotch to further pleasure him, but he wasn’t about to stop there. Taking full advantage of the situation he leaned forward again, not kissing the other’s lips again since he figured the hunter wouldn’t allow that a second time, but instead attacking his neck. Victor had been curious how far he could go until he found that familiar sent again, thinking that being this close to his neck would send off something of that kind, but still he couldn’t sense nothing. He could be kissing the neck, licking it and still he wouldn’t feel that strong urge to bite him. His instincts were telling him to bite him, to sink his teeth into him and feel the blood of a hunter inside of his veins. He wondered what it would taste like, wondered what it would feel like. Blood made him powerful and gave him energy.. How much power did a hunter’s blood contain? However, for now his curiosity lay stronger with the question of how much further the hunter would allow to him go before he finally pushed him away, properly pushed him away. Victor wanted to avoid that for as long as possible since he was enjoying himself more than he wanted to admit to himself.

 

Taking the thoughts out of himself for a moment, he tried to concentrate on the other’s reactions, wanting to know where his pleasure points were. Tasting his neck had all been for Victor’s own pleasure, but what about the hunter’s pleasure points? He wanted to know everything about the other in order to make it further to his goal. More than anything, he wanted to humiliate the other and what better way to do it than to play with his body? He let his free hand trail away from the other’s neck and instead moved it further down, letting it trace his shirt until he found the end of it and then quickly slipping inside of it. Once again his fingers came into contact with that smooth skin of his and he took his time to further investigate what the fabric had been hiding. Through his fingers he traced the muscles over his stomach, counting the sixpack he knew the other must have until he felt his way over his chest, lightly moving over his nipple. Victor looked up to see his reaction to that light touch, wanting to know how sensitive he was in that area, before he moved on to a more aggressive touch. He rubbed it with his index finger at first, getting familiar with the size of it, before he let his thumb join the party and twined it between his fingers. While he did that he leaned in further, reaching for his ear and taking in his earlobe into his mouth, sucking on it and playing with it using his tongue. Hoping that would distract him enough so that he wouldn’t notice when his hand over his crotch had stopped rubbing him. He was very aware of the fact that the hunter had held onto him while he had done that, tried to stop him from doing what he wanted, but he hoped that the other was going to be too distracted by all the other things he was doing to him, enough for him to unbutton his pants and releasing the restraints on the other’s cock.

[Sathenus]

The fact that the vampire seemed surprised by his own actions, enough to pull back a little was at least a good sign to Sariel. He wanted the vampire off of him, or at least that was what he was telling himself he wanted. His body clearly had other ideas considering it had reacted to the man's touch in a way that he knew was unexceptable. Especially considering what he was, to think that a vampire hunter was being so easily aroused by a vampire. It was beyond embarrassing. But something still had caught his attention, even while the creature's fingers had closed around his neck, Sariel had not felt panicked. As if something inside of him had known that the vampire wouldn't kill or for whatever reason couldn't kill him but had just been exercising some sort of dominance it seemed to have by pinning him in such a manner.

 

If there was one thing that Sariel knew, it was to trust his instincts. But then why did he want the vampire to keep touching him? Of course he had not allowed himself to truly come to terms with the fact that he really was attracted to vampires. It was absurd to think that way. It was wrong. But this situation... the way he was being held there, even if he knew he would have fought it any other time he just... didn't want to. The vampire's words broke him from his thoughts, hazel eyes moving to lock back with the blue ones staring down at him. What? Wasn't it obvious why? Or... was it possible the creature was enjoying keeping him like this just as much as his body was enjoying a vampire paying attention to it? Deep down he figured that had to be the reason behind it.

 

A stunned look crossed his face as the fingers that had been around his neck sowly let go completely, noticing the creature's eyes travel to his neck before those fingers were playing with the sensitive skin. Tracing along it with his fingertips and sending small sparks shooting down Sariel's spine. The man wasn't sure if the vampire above him even realized what such a gently touch was doing to him, but it did make him take in a slightly shaky breath. "You shouldn't be finding this so amusing. I'm sure you have better things to do with your time." Sariel tried, hoping that maybe he would remind the creature that he had something more important to do. But did the vampire really? Knowing his luck probably not. But he'd try anything if it meant that the man above him would get distracted or stop paying so much attention to him. He didn't fully understand why the vampire was doing so to begin with. One minute they seemed to actually be having a somewhat normal conversation, which was strange in itself he'd admit. But the next he was shoved down and the vampire was above him. Something had provoked the creature into action, and he raked his brain trying to figure out what it was.

 

The look that crossed his face when the other spoke again showed a sense of embarrassment as well as shame. Damn! So the creature really did seem to know what his body had already accepted but his mind refused to. "I don't know what you're talking about. So just get off!" He snapped, giving a firmer push against his chest this time using more of his strength even if not all of it to sink home the point that he really could shove the vampire off him and onto the floor if he continued to provoke him in this manner. Sariel didn't know why the vampire was so determined to tease him like this, but the hand pressing harder against his erection made him gasp struggling not to let a moan pass his lips. His body seemed to try to press even more firmly into the touch, and it took everything he had not to allow it to do so.

 

Slightly alarmed eyes watched the man as he leaned towards him, his lips coming uncomfortably close to his neck before they were pressing against the sensitive and soft skin. Sariel could feel his heart starting to race, finally seeming to pump his blood at a much quicker pace. He was aware of the way the creature seemed surprised that he didn't feel that familiar drive to sink his teeth into him and end him. It was by design of course, vampire hunters had to be able to hunt the vampire without drawing them towards them as prey. Their blood didn't give off the same scent as the humans that the creatures hunted, it would only cause them problems if it did. That didn't mean that his heart wasn't pounding, his blood wasn't flowing quicker with the vampire's mouth on his neck, and the adrenaline that having a predator like a vampire so close to him wasn't pumping through his veins.

 

It was only the fact that he did not feel the creature's elongated fangs and thus knew he had no intention of sinking his teeth into him (at least not right now) that made it so he didn't shove the man off him. Feeling the creature's lips brush against the small indent of where his neck and shoulder connected sent a jolt of pleasure through him, making his breath catch in his throat. It was one of maybe two spots on his neck that was even that sensitive. His eyes darted to the side trying to keep what the creature was doing in his field of view at all times. He was so distracted by watching the man's mouth and making sure he wasn't trying anything funny that he hadn't noticed the hand moving down until it was slipping under his shirt again. His eyes darted to where the hand was clearly moving beneath his shirt just as it seemed to find it's way to his chest fingers moving lightly over a nipple. This time a soft moan did escape him. His body experiencing to much stimulation at once to not react.

 

Biting his lips he noticed that the man had moved his head to meet his gaze, obviously having wanted to see his reaction. There was that part of him that hoped the vampire liked what it saw, that the reaction he had pulled from him had been to his satisfaction. The vampire hunter part of his brain that was having the hardest time giving into the pleasure was arguing against it urging him to push the vampire off and teach him a lesson for playing with his body. But... Sariel had a hard time fighting against what his body so clearly wanted. The more aggressively the vampire was touching his nipples, playing with them, made him squirm, his body feeling alight with pleasure and reacting even more positively than it had before. He could hear it himself, the way his breaths were coming out quicker, and feel the way his body positively reacted to the stimulation.

 

A soft red hue did sprout up over his face as he tried to get a grip on his body, but it was hard to argue with what his body wanted versus what his mind knew he should put a stop to. The lips moving to his ear actually made his breath hitch in his throat again just for that mouth to take his earlobe within it, sucking on it and rather easily derailing his mind. His brain seemed to become muddled with confusion, trying to combat itself against what his body was feeling and wanted and what was right. He was so distracted by the way his body was being toyed with that he truly hadn't noticed when the hand on his crotch had stopped moving.

 

His brain to jumbled to even realized that his eyes had dazed, as if focused on something far away when he wasn't really focused on anything at all. Sariel felt like his brain was being enslaved by the pleasure coursing through him. A feeling that he had to admit... he hadn't felt in a very long time. Even when he had tried rather recently to have a romantic relationship no one was able to get his body going like this. They had given him pleasure sure, but not so much that his mind seemed to shut down. Even if it wasn't from a good source, even if it was a creature that he should be trying to kill he couldn't fight against the chance to feel what he had been denied for so long. Constantly denying his attraction and being alone because of it made it so he really was pent up. He wanted this, even if his mind couldn't fully grasp it, his body had absolutely no problem making it clear.

 

Sariel's mind was close to giving in completely, close to breaking when he felt something that snapped him out enough to be able to form a coherent sentence even if his voice was soft and quite clearly sounded distracted and distant. "W-wait... stop." He had felt the vampire's free hand on the button of his pants, obviously going to unbutton them and release him from their confines. As much as he wanted that, and as much as he was sure the vampire could tell he'd actually like nothing more than for him to do so. His mind was trying to fight one more time. Trying to regain the control that it was so clearly losing quickly. In fact, even as he had said that his hips had pressed himself up into the hand encouraging it. His body seeming to act on it's own.

[Alichino]

While Victor was playing around like he hadn’t done in a pretty long time, longer than he wanted to admit to himself, he took note of everything the hunter did. He took note of all the little things that indicated that he enjoyed it more than he wanted to let on. This man was stubborn... or well, his mind was stubborn while his body was more than willing to co-operate. It did everything Victor wanted it to do, even more so since it seemed to have been longing for this even more so than the vampire had first thought. The way he reacted to the slight touch of his fingertips against his neck, the light touch on his nipples. Oh, he was sensitive all right, in all the right places... Now it was just for his mind to react the way Victor wanted it to.

 

He couldn’t help but to be surprised over the man’s words: telling him that he had better things to do than hanging out with a hunter like this? Didn’t he realize what kind of permission he was giving him when he was saying that? Of course, Victor had something else he could do instead of pleasuring a vampire hunter like this, being a vampire it wasn’t hard to find victims for his amusements. He had looked at the other, showing his surprise at the words and actually asking him with his eyes if he was actually telling a vampire to proceed with whatever he wanted, but then he couldn’t help the cruel smile that followed.

 

He stopped playing with his nipples for a second, let his hand fast, but not too fast, pull out of his shirt and leave a trademark of his touch all over his torso before trailing above the fabric. He had enjoyed how the other’s body had reacted when he had unbuttoned his pants, even if the other had tried to tell him off at that point, clearly Victor had failed to distract him from that, but that wasn’t the important part at the moment. Victor was still hung up on the fact that the other wanted him to continue with his nightly activities rather than being here with him... Oh, if he only knew... He let go of the other’s pants for a moment, let his other hand join with the other over the fabric of his shirt. Victor rose from his position, sat down intentionally right by his crotch so their bulges could meet. There was no secret that the vampire liked what he saw anymore and his eyes shone of the pure lust he felt for the other.

 

”Sure I do. But all of them involve killing of innocent people. Now are you sure you really want me to continue with my business... or do you want to continue to distract me with your beautiful body?”

 

With that Victor proceeded by ripping his shirt apart, exposing that beautiful skin underneath for his orange-blue eyes to see, taking in what they saw he traced it with his fingertips, feeling that smooth skin under his hands while looking at those sensitive nipples. He licked his lips for a moment, thinking about the taste his neck had left on his tongue and thinking what other taste he would leave on him before he glanced up at the other’s eyes again with a deceiving look in his face.

 

“Think about it. Just by lying here, enjoying yourself... you’re actually saving lives.”

 

He said before he leaned forward, pressing his bulging crotch against the other and rubbing against it as his mouth closed around one of those sensitive nipples. He rubbed his tongue over it, making it wet before he sucked at it and then finally biting it. It wasn’t enough to pierce through it, but it was still pretty hard as he dragged it a little too and then calming it with his tongue again.

 

Victor let his hands rest for now, saving them for when the other was willing to go a little further... Or so he had planned. However, he wasn’t in on the fact that his own impatient had started to take effect and his own erection was starting to pulsate for more touch than just rubbing on the other. No. Victor was stronger than that. He could hold on for much longer than this, right? He hoped so since he wasn’t about to let himself get any pleasure soon. He was all about the tease for the other and he wasn’t going to give that up and show a weakness of his own. No sir. He was more patient than this.

[Sathenus]

Despite how good his body felt, and the little twitches of his muscles when the creature's searching hands found a particularly sensitive spot, Sariel refused to give in. His mind had been close to breaking, but it had been the hand that had unbuttoned his pants that had brought him back to reality. Reminded him of where he was and what exactly was toying with his body. It was that in itself as to why he had asked the creature if he had something more important he should be occupying his time with. Even though Sariel knew very well what exactly he was giving the creature permission to do. Was he really that desperate to put space between them that he'd actually put innocent lives on the line? For a moment he thought about it, still in the throws of please and he truly felt the answer was yes.

 

So it was of no surprise to him that the vampire's orange-blue eyes looked at him in surprise. His body finally got a sense of relief when the creature stopped playing with his nipples for a moment. Just as he let out a shaky breath of relief the creature was pulling his hand out of his shirt, the movement was fast and yet slow enough to send a tingling sensation down his spine and leave his skin tingling even after the hand was placed above his shirt. When the man's other hand also released the fabric of his pants he got a little hopeful that the creature was actually going to take him up on what he had said and leave him be. That was squashed rather hard when the man instead lifted himself just to situate it so their groins and ultimately their hard ons were pressed against each other.

 

It didn't help him at all that he could clearly see the lust in the other's eyes. It made him shift once more trying to distance them a little despite the awkward position he was in. "That's not a fair question!" Sariel complained. It really wasn't fair, and with it being put like that he felt like he should be happy that the creature was more occupied with his body than he was interested in going out and killing innocent people. But... this was so wrong. Sariel knew it was, this shouldn't be happening, he never should have ended up in this situation. But while his brain was telling himself that his body was showing otherwise, to his body this all felt so right. Like it was obvious he should let the creature continue to enjoy and be distracted by his body as long as he was getting the attention he wanted.

 

The sudden sound of cloth being ripped drew him from his thoughts just to show him that the vampire apparently wanted to see his torso uncovered. His shirt was now useless and it made him give the man a sharp look. "You're such an ass!" He snapped, for once in his life he was glad that a guy walking down the street without a shirt on wasn't that uncommon and wasn't frowned upon. At least it meant that the loss of his shirt wasn't that big of a deal. Even if it was one of his favorite shirts. Those fingers tracing along his torso made a small shiver raked down his spine, his head fell back against the couch as he let his eyes fall shut. His skin once more tingled where the vampire's bare skin touched his own.

 

His closed eyes meant he hadn't noticed that the man had licked his lips, it wasn't until he felt those eyes staring at him that his own opened. Looking into an expression that suddenly unnerved him. What was said next didn't make him feel any better. Quite the contrary to be honest. He didn't want to think about it along those lines. Especially being said in such a manner, it made him feel a strong sense of shame that he had at one point wanted the vampire to do the opposite. To go out and kill versus playing with his body.

 

"My body isn't that interesting... you'll grow bored." Sariel tried again. His mind was racing, desperately trying to find a reason for the vampire to stop playing with his body. For a moment he truly felt like he'd shatter into a million pieces if his mind was truly forced to accept just how attracted he was to vampires, if it was forced to accept how great their touch made him feel. One minute he was focused on that, the next he felt the creature's crotch rubbing against him sending a sharp surge of pleasure down his spine and making him groan softly. His eyes drifted shut again as he once more turned his face away, still feeling ashamed that a vampire could make him feel so good.

 

The mouth closing around one of his nipples made him moan, though he bit his lip in an attempt to hold back any other sound that the creature may try to pull from him. For a few moments it worked, managing to stop the other moans in their track as he felt the tongue rubbing against the hard sensitive peak of his nipple before the creature started sucking on it. It wasn't until he felt those teeth sharply bite it that a cry of pain mixed with pleasure escaped him, his eyes snapped open in shock. The tongue running over it in a soothing manner made him whimper softly, a few more shocks of pain shooting through him.

 

An almost defeated look crossed his face. No matter how hard he tried he truly couldn't think of a good excuse for the vampire to stop touching him and to go about his normal nightly business. Especially when it really did feel good. But... he didn't want to admit how good it felt even if his body clearly had no problem showing it. "Don't you have a territory you should be guarding or something?" He tried one last time. Hoping that maybe the vampire really had something else he could do that didn't involve his body or killing innocent people. Was it even necessary for vampire's to guard their territory? Honestly, Sariel had no idea. He didn't know if there was some sort of unspoken law that made it so vampires never threatened another's land or something. It wasn't like he went around learning their laws. Such silly things didn't help him when it came to killing them.

[Alichino]

Victor had thought that after he had pointed out that the hunter could actually save life by keeping the vampire occupied like this, the other would be more acceptant of what he was doing to him. His body wasn’t shy with showing how much it wanted the attention it got, but the hunter kept resisting and refusing to give in. Victor didn’t really know much about hunters, hell he didn’t think they existed until today, but he thought the reason behind doing what they did was to protect humans, didn’t matter the cost. However, here was a hunter that instead of giving in to pleasure for the sake of those precious humans he was supposed to protect, he still tried to get him to do other things.... Interesting to say the least. It got the vampire to wonder why hunters did what they did. If they didn’t do it for the humans... was it a grudge against vampires? Then it must really eat this person up that such a creature could get him this aroused. Not to mention all those lovely sounds that he made whenever Victor touched him in a special spot.

 

The comment he received after he had ripped the shirt wasn’t surprising. He had expected the other to call him that sooner or later, but... Did he really just say that because he ripped his shirt? He figured he would get that for all the different ways he was touching him, rubbing against him, toying with him, but no. What really was a dick move for him was when he ripped his shirt. Yeah, Victor couldn’t help but to wonder what he would call him when he had his cock inside of him. Would he still call him an ass or would he come up with something else? Victor wanted to say something clever to him using the “ass” part of his sentence and using it in another way, something along the lines with “you would be the ass in just a short moment”, but he didn’t think that would sound as good as he thought it did. Also, he wasn’t too sure if the other would actually get what he was saying in the position he was in and he would definitely not laugh it now or later, so what was the point? No, instead he just smiled at him and continued with what he was doing, continued sending shivers through the hunters entire body and keep getting those sounds that made his own body react.

 

Victor didn’t like the fact that the other tried to muffle all the moans that was trying to get out, but it was to be expected. However, he took note of everything that did eventually escape and he wasn’t surprised to his reaction when he bit on his nipple. Both the pain and the pleasure was expected and Victor filed that reaction away as he kept soothing the nipple from the sudden bite. One of his free hands started to gently trace his side, working its way up until it reached the other nipple and Victor started playing with both of them, his mouth and tongue playing with the left one and his fingers rubbing against the right one. He let the hunter get used to the feeling of double pleasure before his fingers pinched the nipple, letting his nails scrape around the surface just enough to get same sensation from his sharp teeth, not enough to bleed, but just enough to give him some pain mixed together with the pleasure again. Right after he was done testing that feeling he bit down on the other again, before gently soothing it, the same way he had done before, wondering and testing what would make the biggest reaction.

 

Once he had finished playing with his chest he rose into a sitting position, drying off the saliva around his own mouth with the back of his hand. He looked down at his victim with a serious look for a moment, deep in his thoughts as his mind had taken in a sentence he wasn’t too keen on hearing, but still processing it in a serious matter. Thinking back to their previous conversation, he could understand how the other got to that conclusion, but he still felt a little insulted and... a little sorry for the other. The fact that he said that he would grow bored of the hunter’s body...

 

“Are you worried about that?”

 

Victor didn’t think the other would be, he didn’t think the other even cared if Victor got bored of him or not, but then again... did he? Victor figured that the other wanted to finish this as soon as possible and if he got bored of him, wasn’t that a good thing? Then both of them could go back to whatever it was they were doing before... Or the hunter could finish his job and kill Victor, but no. He had mentioned that... That would mean he did care if Victor got bored or not right? Was he really worried about it? A smile suddenly broke out of the vampire, a grin spread through his face as he looked down at the other’s body again with those lustful eyes. He let his one hand rest against the other’s hip, while the other was slowly moving around towards his back, touching things he couldn’t see, letting his long slender fingers move over his spine, moving with ease even if the other was pressing down on it thanks to gravity, and he felt his way through it. Victor acted like he had eyes at the edge of his fingertips, letting him see how even his back looked with just the touch of his hands and he let the other know that so far he liked what he saw. However, his back wasn’t exactly what he wanted to see. No, there was something far more delicate that he wanted to get his eyes on... and not just his eyes.

 

“Well then... Should we test it out and see for ourselves if I would get bored of you?”

 

He asked and then his smile widened as he backed down a bit, suddenly both hands gripping against the rim of his pants and underwear. He had managed to unbutton them earlier even with the hunter’s hand trying to stop him, so now it was just for him to pull them down and reveal what has been pressing against him all this time. Even if the other was struggling, Victor didn’t stop with what he was doing and eventually he did manage to pull everything down, not letting the cock hide under anything anymore and... oh, how inviting it all looked. It had indeed been hungry for attention and now when it was exposed to a vampire’s eyes, it looked even more excited. Curiously, Victor moved his index finger to touch it, poking it first to see its reaction before rubbing it up and down with the slightest touch. Testing out how sensitive it would be.

 

“As I thought... it didn’t disappoint.”

 

Victor put a dramatic pause in the middle of the sentence, wondering if the other would react further upon his worries, but not very likely. Therefore he continued with what he had planned for his cock and he leaned forward, putting himself between the other’s legs and just enjoying the sight of the other’s crotch. He wasn’t really in no hurry as he explored the other’s cock, letting his fingers gently close around it, feeling the size and shape, before moving them to the tip, doing the exact same thing there before gently squeezing it, testing out how to best get the reaction he wanted from it. Where was he most sensitive on his cock? He tried out different things, before he started to rub it with his hands, giving off the impression that he was going to jerk him off, but before the other could resist or even understand what he was doing, Victor took the cock into his mouth and swallowed it as deeply as he could. Not taking it slowly he gagged once he had that cock deep enough, but he didn’t let that stop him. He got used to the size for a moment before he started to suck on it, doing his best with the restriction of his own abilities, probably overestimated himself for a moment. However, he kept going. Not stopping and the more he did it, the further he could go and the more confident he got the more he could concentrate on trying out what the best way was for the other to get as much noise as he wanted from the vampire hunter.

[Sathenus]

The smile he received instead of some snide comment in return made Sariel give the other a slightly unsure expression. He wasn't truly sure what to make of a vampire that seemed to be finding his body remotely interesting. Granted, he had to admit at least a little bit that it felt nice to think that such a creature was even the slightest bit interested. It wasn't like he was blind to how attractive some of their normal victims were, and he had truly thought he didn't compare. But... maybe he did? This vampire certainly made his body feel like it did. His mind was brought back to what the creature was actually doing to his body when he felt one of the man's hands start to gently move along his side sending small sparks through his body and making the skin tingle once more.

 

Hazel eyes looked hesitantly up at the orange-blue ones that seemed to be overly aware of every reaction his body had to what was being done to it. He openly moaned as the hand made it to his nipple, starting to tease and play with it while his mouth continued to work on his other nipple. This all felt like it was to much, and it was quickly becoming so as he felt his back arch to press into the touch better. Despite his best attempts Sariel couldn't keep his soft moans from escaping as his body began to grow used to the stimulation he was able to watch the vampire work. His breaths coming out in soft pants, a groan parting his lips as his nipple was pinched between the other's fingers. Feeling the way he creature let his nails move along it, his breath catching in his throat. It was a sharp contrast of pain and pleasure again his eyes seemed to become unfocused as his body reacted once more to the stimulation. The more the vampire played with his body the harder it was for him to keep his mind focused and try to fight against the pleasant feelings.

 

Before he was even given a chance to recover from the feeling of the man's nails playing with his nipple and giving him a sharp sensation of pain and pleasure again he felt the vampire's teeth once more as he bit down on the other. Another cry was pulled from him, followed by him wincing as he watched the other lick the tortured peak in a soothing manner again. This was so cruel of the vampire, to treat his body this way despite knowing that he was a rather unwilling participant. Despite that thought though he knew there wasn't really anything to argue about anymore, his body was enjoying it, and he knew deep down that he should just give in an allow his mind to enjoy it as well.

 

Once more his body was given a sense of relief when the man finally pulled away, having raised himself into a sitting position above him. Sariel watched the creature a little hesitantly, his eyes clearly showing he knew that the man was up to something. That despite the current halt to any of his actions that he knew it wasn't over and to think so would be foolish. Sariel was stunned though by the question he received, and he was sure that it was clearly visible on his face. "Of course not!" He snapped after a moment having recovered from his brief surprise. Why would he be worried if a vampire grew bored of his body? Sariel was determined to convince himself that it would be a good thing. Even if he knew deep down he would feel a bit hurt if the man truly did grow bored with it. The grin and lustful look that once more appeared on the vampire's face made him shoot the man a dirty look. "Stop looking at me like that." He growled out almost as if he was making it a demand.

 

As flattered as he felt that someone was looking at him in a lustful way, the hunter part of his brain couldn't fully appreciate that it was coming from a vampire who was probably just toying with him. That's all this was right? Sariel felt like the vampire was just going to play with him until he grew bored, then end it all. It was just a matter of when the creature would finally tire of him. The hand on his hip made his nerves grow once more, but he was slightly aware of the man's other hand snaking around him and slipping beneath him running over his back. A very visible shiver raked down his spine, pleasure shooting through him as he took in a shaky breath as the other's fingers brushed along his spine. His body finding tremendous pleasure in the sensation, the skin along his spine seemed to be far more sensitive than even Sariel himself had known. His eyes had closed halfway and his body seemed to relax, as if giving in to this feeling. Allowing himself for the first time to fully enjoy the feeling of the vampire's hands on his body.

 

A soft hum escaped him at the man's next words, his mind was distracted and hadn't fully registered what the creature had said. By the time he became aware again of the other's intentions it was too late. His boxers and pants having been pulled down. There hadn't really been a struggle until the articles of clothing had been removed baring him for the vampire in which case his mind seemed to snap out of its haze and he hastily tried to hide himself from the prying eyes. A soft blush finally colored his face, it was embarrassing, knowing that being bared to the creature had actually further excited him. He tried to keep himself covered but apparently, he wasn't doing very well when he felt a finger touch his length which made him moan softly. Biting his lip, he shot the vampire another sharp look, "Don't touch it!" he practically hissed. A gasp followed as his cock was rubbed, and he actually pulled sharply away from the touch. It didn't matter that it had been a soft touch, and teasing. His cock was aching so much truly wanting attention and release that even the slightest and softest touch set him on fire.

 

The other started to speak again and the pause after he said just a few words made Sariel's heart pound rather painfully in his chest. When the man finally finished his sentence, he felt himself get even more embarrassed even if there was a huge part of him that was both relieved and pleased to know that apparently being revealed fully to the vampire wasn't a disappointment to the creature. He felt another overwhelming sense of unease overcome him as the man moved forward between his legs, making Sariel shift almost as if he was trying to get more space between them pulling away a bit as much as he could in such a position. Once more he felt the other's touch on his hard and aching cock, a deep groan escaping him as his eyes drifted shut. His head tilted back a little and his back arched again. As much as he wanted to fight it, he really did appreciate the attention his cock was receiving. A deep moan left him as those fingers moved towards the tip of his cock, his eyes slowly opened and moved back to the vampire.

 

This was all a lot to take in at once. Watching the creature as he explored his cock obviously trying to find out what made him react the most. What he definitely was not expecting was for the man to suddenly take him in his mouth. Before Sariel could stop himself, a hand flew down to the other's head, but instead of trying to push the vampire off of him he found that his hand actually tried to encourage the man to show his cock attention in this manner. He felt his whole body give in to the pleasure the feeling of the warm wet mouth around him gave. It didn't even matter that he had felt the man gag for a moment having taken him in to deep to fast. The more the vampire worked the more Sariel noticed the other's confidence growing, and the more pleasure he felt surging through him. His sounds escaped him unbridled, despite his best attempts to stifle them. It just felt too good to ignore, and his mind once more seemed to shatter as it allowed him to finally just enjoy the feeling.

 

It seemed as if his brain truly no longer cared that it was a vampire that was making him feel this good. All it wanted was for him to feel even better, to have his release and enjoy the way his body was feeling. It had been a very long time since anyone had gotten him anywhere close to this point. The hand that had flown to the vampire's head was still encouraging the other to keep up his ministrations, while his body relaxed back against the couch. Occasionally his hips would move without his own knowledge, thrusting lazily up into the warm cavern of the vampire's mouth.

[Alichino]

At first, Victor thought that the hunter was going to make a final attempt to get him to stop what he was doing when he reached for his head. Instead he was met with a hand who encourage the blow job he was giving him. So far the vampire had ignored all his plead to stop and instead listened to his body who only seemed to be begging for more. Now it seemed like the other was going to do the same. Happy to receive pleasured moans instead of angry words Victor continued to pleasure him with his mouth.

 

He didn’t go as deep at first, both since he was careful not to gag again and also because he wanted to savour this moment. His cock seemed to be pretty sensitive, it felt like it had been some time since someone had touched him like this and Victor didn’t want him to get his release until he was finished with him. He wanted to explore it further, like he had done with everything else up until this point. His hand wasn’t enough, he did the same thing with his mouth and especially his tongue. He paused for a moment over the tip, letting his tongue rub against every detail on it before sucking it and taking in the whole length into his mouth. He was aware of the hand that encouraged him and he wasn’t sure that he liked to have it there. Sure, it was nice to be encouraged, but he felt less in control of what he was doing while it was there. For now he tried to ignore it since he really didn’t want the hunter to snap out of the pleasure once more. He did prefer this after all.

 

Victor listened to the symphony of sounds the other let out while he took more and more in of the other’s cock, getting greedier and braver the further he got. Once he managed to take in the whole length of the other he started to move a little faster over it, pausing sometimes just to tease the other. His eyes kept looking at the hunter, still observing all of his reactions, not just the one in his mouth, and still with that lustful look.

 

One of his hands started to move from its previous spot, sliding over the inside of his leg and moving up towards his crotch, however it didn’t move to further pleasure his cock. Instead it moved to play with his balls while his mouth was sucking in his entire length. His slender fingers explored the size of them, the shape of them before he started to rub his palm over them. He kept rubbing them for only a few seconds, before he let his fingers come into play again. However, it didn’t take long before he abandoned them completely and instead went for another target.

 

Victor have felt while he was pleasuring the hunter’s cock, his own had been neglected for far too long and he needed to get some release from the pants it kept rubbing against. While he struggled to get his own pants unbuckled his orange-blue eyes moved away from the vampire hunter, tried to focus on his own pleasure instead of the other’s reactions. Once he finally was freed from his restraints and his hand grabbed around his own hardened he let out a soft moan as he started to rub himself. He had hoped he would’ve lasted longer before getting his own reward, but for the moment he couldn’t. Oh, he could barely wait much longer before he was inside the other, wrecking him with his own cock... However, he couldn’t do that before he was done with what he was doing. He had considered letting him go right before he was about to cum, but he figured it would be crueller for the vampire hunter if he managed to make him cum twice. To think a vampire made him release not only one but two loads in one night... Yeah, that was a sweeter thought that made Victor continue sucking on that delicious cock and rubbing it with his tongue.

[Sathenus]

It really had been awhile since he'd felt such an intense sense of pleasure, and he was enjoying the rather warm mouth wrapped around his hard length even if he knew deep down he should be resisting. It was hard to actually do that when all he really wanted to do was enjoy it more. His hand remained lightly resting on the other's head, occasionally encouraging the vampire to try to take more when he realized that he wasn't taking him as deep as he had originally. There of course were numerous factors as to why this may be the case, but his pleasure addled mind added with his need for release didn't take such factors into consideration.

 

It seemed as if an almost constantly stream of pleasured sounds escaped him, with little pause between each other. As the other paused over the tip of his aching cock he let out a slightly strained sound and his hand became a bit more of a firm presence on his head making it clear he didn't want him to pull back any further. Sariel was very close to encouraging him to take more of him again when he felt the other's tongue paying such lovely attention to the swollen head of his cock. A loud and deep moan escaped his throat as he let his head fall back, almost loosing himself right then. As he was about to lose patience though and demand that the man take more of him the other did just that. Groaning his appreciation at the action as he felt his body relax once more into the couch now that his length was back inside the man's mouth.

 

The braver and greedier that the other got made it even harder for him to focus on anything but the pleasure that was being given to him. Whenever he felt like he was about to tumble over and finally get his release the vampire seemed to pause for a moment. As if he knew he was about to get his sweet release and was ensuring he didn't get it. Sariel had no idea if this was actually something the vampire was doing on purpose, or if his teasing pauses just happened to be so illy timed. It made a frustrated groan escape him every time, and a slightly defeated look crossed his face at what had to be the third time this happened. It was a bit cruel in his opinion, to be teased in this manner, always brought so close but never getting what he was so desperately craving.

 

He was also not blind to that lust filled look he continued to receive from the other man. If he had not been so overtaken by his pleasure and desperation for release he probably would have tried to snap something at the other to try to get the look to disappear. He was far to occupied though to care at this point. A shiver raked through his body as he felt the hand sliding over the inside of his leg and moving towards his groin. His slightly dazed eyes moved to watch it's teasing progress, noticing how it didn't go to his cock like he originally expected, instead feeling those slender fingers playing with his balls instead. Added with his whole length being engulfed by the warm mouth and he couldn't help but moan his pleasure. Excitement so easily causing him to try to buck up a little into the vampire's mouth. The pleasure he was receiving as both his cock and balls were stimulated made him even more desperate for his release. Something he at least hoped he would receive soon.

 

It wasn't for very long that he got to enjoy such a lovely sensation as both were stimulated, far too soon the hand that had been paying his balls attention left him once more. Making a slightly disappointed sound escape him as he gave the vampire a slightly longing look. If he had been in his right mind he would have scolded himself for ever giving a vampire such a look. He was a vampire hunter after all! This sort of thing shouldn't even be happening, much less him actually wanting and craving the touch now. It truly did seem as if his mind had finally broken, truly giving in to what he had always secretly desired and had never been given or allowed himself to admit he needed.

 

Dazed hazel eyes watched as the vampire somehow managed to get his own pants unbuckled and off all while still paying his cock attention. He had to admit it seemed like a pretty big feat to him, considering how focused he had seemed to be on the pleasure he was giving up until this point. Sariel didn't focus on that matter for long as he felt the vampire moan around his length causing him to release his own pleasured moan as well. The vibrations that had been sent through his cock at the action drove him insane and he felt his release drawing even closer. His breaths were escaping in sharp pants by this point, each breath feeling shallow and almost like he wasn't breathing at all. His release was so close, and he half expected to be denied his release once more. But... that didn't happen. Just as he felt himself nearing that lovely peak that he knew he was about to tumble over he felt the vampire's tongue rubbing against his cock in just the right way.

 

Sariel came with a pleasured gasp, his body shuddered, hips thrust up into the vampire's mouth and the hand he had placed on the other's head had become stronger and more firm pushing the vampire further down on him at the same time. For a moment he didn't even care about the fact that this may not have been an entirely comfortable reaction for the vampire. He had gotten the release he had been craving, and it had felt far better than he had expected. It was a moment before he felt himself completely relax against the couch, his breaths still escaping rather harshly. The hand he had on the vampire's head fell rather meekly to his side as he tried to catch his breath and recover. That had been one fantastic climax, and it had been long overdue.

 

Lying there, Sariel allowed himself to just bask in his afterglow and the pleasure that still thrummed through his veins. Now that he had gotten his sweet release though his mind started to come back to the present and come out of the pleasured state it had been thrown into. Allowing it to slowly realize what was really happening again, and how this situation had come to be.

[Alichino]

The longing look he received from the hunter was tempting him to return to pleasuring his balls, however his own cock wouldn’t allow him to let go at the moment. Being stimulated at the same time he was sucking someone else’s delicious privates was a sensation he hadn’t felt in a long time and he wasn’t about to give that up right now. What mattered wasn’t the hunter’s pleasure after all, it was his own.

 

Even though he probably should’ve been more cautious to keep the hunter in this pleading state where he longed for the vampire’s touch, his curiosity got the best of him. Probably a little of his own pleasure got in the way for thinking rationally that the man probably wouldn’t allow him to continue if he wasn’t yearning desperately to get his release. Whether or not it was a good decision or not would be apparent soon enough, but for now he could feel how the hunter was tensing up. He was close to cuming and Victor wasn’t about to let go and stop here since he had gotten a taste of that precum and he wanted more. He rubbed his cock greedier and violently as he tempted the other to get out his release and he was prepared enough to not choke on it this time. The cock was shoved deep into his throat while that hot thick liquid poured down through it, but Victor managed to swallow it all without choking on it this time. He didn’t care for the moment that the grip over his head became even more firm, stopping him from moving since he didn’t want to move now anyway. The taste of the other’s semen was as delicious as he thought it would be and he didn’t mind swallowing his entire load which appeared to be a lot considering how much the vampire had been teasing him this entire time. The gasp that followed was a little bit of a disappointment since he would’ve preferred a moan, but considering how many other sounds the other had let out while he had received the blow job Victor couldn’t really complain. No.. what he could complain about happened after the hunter had calmed down from his orgasm.

 

Victor was doing a careful job to clean up everything that might have leaked out during the release, but he also hadn’t allowed himself to cum yet. Even with his strokes pumping his own cock he wasn’t sure he could cum by just that. Not while he had a perfect candidate for it lying right beneath him. However, once his attention returned towards the hunter and he let go of his cock he noticed that the lustful gaze was gone from the hunter once more. He was starting to calm down from the excitement and return to sense and reality. Oh, fuck... For a moment, Victor debated if he was going to let the hunter go with just this, perhaps he would come back for seconds, perhaps he could end up craving more now that Victor had showed him how skilled he was with his mouth... Or perhaps that would lead him to just kill him further since he didn’t want to be tempted again.

 

Both the human in him and the demon him thought it was a ridiculous idea to let this perfect prey slip out of his hands now. Didn’t matter if the hunter was craving it or not. Sex was still sex and the one thing that mattered was his own pleasure wasn’t it? Even though he would’ve preferred to have a willing victim, he wasn’t about to throw out the only one he could have sex with without the constant reminder that he was a bloodsucking fiend. Yeah, however he needed to act quickly before the man fully returned to a more awake state.

 

Victor hadn’t taken off his pants fully, he had just opened them up and let them slide over his hips to let his cock out, so while they were still on him, he dragged out his belt from them. He didn’t think a belt would hold a vampire hunter for long, but it was the only thing he could restrain the other with for now. Perhaps he should’ve invested in some handcuffs but this would do. He put both of the hunter’s wrists together, letting go of his own cock for now just so he could proceed however he wanted afterwards and with that he strapped the belt around the wrists, trying to make it as tight as possible and tried to make it hold against the hunter’s strength for as long as possible. Sadly they were doing this on his couch so he didn’t have anything to restrain him in besides the belt. He hoped his own strength would be enough with that and just so the hunter couldn’t hit him or anything, he turned him around and forced him down on his stomach with only his ass high in the air.

 

The sight of that perfectly shaped behind made Victor smile in admiration. He glanced towards the hunter for a moment, before he licked one of his fingers and placed it right over the entrance of his hole. Then he leaned forward, pushing the hunter down on the couch, making himself prepared for any type of struggle, but he probably should warn the other before he continued how pleased.

 

“Try not to struggle too much since that would only hurt you more.”

 

He said, letting the other know that it didn’t matter how much he struggled. He was still going to continue, just.. he probably wouldn’t take much effort in preparing him depending on how much he struggled. Right after he said it, he slipped in a finger inside of him, testing out how deep he could go and how tight the fit actually was. Once he was satisfied with his research, he forced in another finger, trying his best to stretch him out as quickly as possible, but still gentle at first.

[Sathenus]

Lying there in his after glow, Sariel wasn't really aware of the fact that the vampire seemed to realize he was losing the hold he had gained over him. In fact, he was just starting to get his mind focused enough to try to pull away and slip off the couch. A feat that wasn't very easy considering he had a vampire between his legs, and was kind of trapped on the couch. Groaning as the last remnants of pleasure seemed to leave his system he turned his gaze back to the other man. He was about to push himself up and try to slip away when he felt his hands being grabbed and his wrists being brought together. It was then that Sariel became aware of the fact that the other man had removed his belt and was using it to secure his wrists tightly together.

 

"What are you doing?!" He snapped finally having managed to get his mind back on track and out of the gutter where the pleasure had put it. There wasn't even a chance for him to try to break the restraint as he was flipped over, his body being pressed back down into the couch while his ass was kept up and presented to the vampire. An overwhelming sense of vulnerability hit him, his arms were trapped between his body and the couch. Making it even more difficult for him to try to break free from the belt holding them together. Already he was struggling, trying to get free. His body suddenly stilled at the feeling of the saliva slick finger on his hole. His eyes darted the best they could to the vampire as the man leaned towards him, pushing him even more firmly against the couch.

 

When the other spoke he felt a sense of panic set in, as well as desperation. "You can't!" He tried to argue, but it wasn't like he was really in any position to argue. The finger slipped into him, making him bite his lip as he felt it sink deep. He could feel it moving around inside of him, as if that one finger was just testing the waters before more was to come. That seemed to be exactly the case as a second finger was forced in along side it. A whimper escaped him as his eyes drifted shut, he tried to tighten up around the fingers hoping it'd stop them from sinking in so deeply. Honestly, he was hoping tightening up would make it so the other man couldn't thrust them into him at all. He could feel the fingers still trying to stretch him, trying to force his muscles to relax and give in to what the vampire wanted. A whimper slipped out of him as he tried to get a grip on himself again.

 

Pleasure was being slowly pushed through him, the fingers seemed to move just right despite his attempt to keep them from moving at all and rubbed his prostate. Even that little brush was enough to make him moan in pleasure, his hole seeming to spasm in pleasure and finally loosening a bit. He seemed to have lost control as his eyes opened and rather blankly stared at the wall opposite him. While his mind was aware of the fact that this was again against his will, his body was so easily giving in and showing how much he wanted it, how much he wanted more. He felt ashamed, and degraded as his cock became hard again and his body flushed a light pink.

 

Sariel gave one last attempt to free himself from the pleasure, trying to pull himself off of the man's fingers. He knew if he could just get those fingers to slip out of him, even if only for a second he'd get some relief and maybe just maybe be able to get off the couch and break the belt around his wrists. That was what he was telling himself as he tried to do just that but his body really wanted this. And... despite not wanting to admit it, so did his mind. He desperately wanted to feel the bliss he was sure he'd receive when the vampire entered him. Wanted to feel that stretch that he hadn't felt in awhile, and an overwhelming sense of pleasure.

 

The more Sariel tried to convince himself that he didn't want this the more his body kept reminding him how much he actually did want this. "Stop..." He murmured, but his voice lacked strength. It was as if despite arguing it verbally his mind was breaking again. It was after all doing just that, each movement of those fingers inside of him was making his mind shatter. Weakening his defenses. His legs felt weak, and he could feel his body opening to the intrusion. Truly pleasured sounds kept escaping him, his body clearly enjoying it and his mind so close to shattering completely.

 

"Em... bara... ssing..." Sariel half moaned as those fingers slipped deeply into him. This whole thing wasn't fair, the vampire clearly had an advantage and no matter how much he tried to wiggle away it was clear his attempts for freedom were half hearted.

[Alichino]

Victor didn’t think the hunter was going to give in to pleasure a second time. Not after the vampire had let him cum earlier, he already had his release, why would he let himself be tamed again by his desire and lust? However, he wasn’t going to let that stop him which was why he bound his hands while he had his way this time. The fact that the man tried to stop him in other ways didn’t come as a surprise either, but his tightened ass didn’t stop his slender fingers from moving inside of him and preparing it for what he had planned. Victor had already told him earlier that his struggles would be futile so he didn’t comment on the line that he couldn’t do it. Oh, he could. And he was going to.

 

His fingers moved through it all, easily slipping deeper inside of the hunter and stretching him through all the right places. He searched deep within him until he found his prostate and he slightly nudged it at first, teasing the hunter with it, before he forced his fingers further and pressed it. The reaction he got from the other made him smile as his muscles started to relax together with one of those wonderful moans of his. However, that wasn’t the only reaction the hunter was giving him.

 

To the vampire’s surprise his body seemed to respond further to his touch. Further than he would have thought to begin with and his eyes wandered towards the other’s crotch. It was difficult to see from the angle he was currently in, but shifting slightly... he could see it. Not just how his cock got harder again with his touch, but his skin was flushing in a pink colour he truly hadn’t seen in a long while. It was remarkable. To be able to experience this without the desire to drink his blood. No, the only desire that rushed through him was to continue his assault, nothing else. Truly remarkable.

 

Victor didn’t get to enjoy it too much though, since the hunter tried to struggle through his restraints once again, tried to deny his true desire, but the vampire would not let him go. He quickly grabbed onto the hunter’s shoulder and pushed him further down on the couch, however he was careful not to let his sharp nails dig through his skin. He did not want the other to bleed right now.... However, he didn’t care if the other got bruised. He was a vampire hunter after all, he could withstand a strong hold without getting bruised, and even if he did he probably was used to it by now. No, he really didn’t care if he bruised him as long as he didn’t puncture his skin.

 

However, with that half hearted struggle Victor either wanted to act faster or punish him. Either way, he let another finger slip inside of him and forcefully stretch him further. This time he wasn’t gentle with it, clearly had no consideration for the other’s pleasure as he only wanted to prepare him for his own. He ignored his plead for the moment and still concentrated on acting faster than before. The moment Victor felt that his insides had stretched as much as he wanted, his fingers slowed down and his movements started to become a little gentler. He forced them in deeper to gently nudge his pleasure spot again to make him relax a little but further and feel that familiar pleasure that would make his mind break again. He even released a little bit on his grip over his shoulder. Before he could continue after that, though, he could hear a word from the hunter that made his grin grow wider.

 

”I don’t think I fully understand. What exactly is it that’s embarrassing?”

 

Victor acted like he knew full well what was embarrassing for the other. This was just another way to humiliate the other. Make him say it out loud what it was exactly that embarrassed him. However, he wasn’t entirely sure since in reality it could be a number of things. The position, getting pleasure from his ass, the fact that his cock was still able to react on a vampire’s touch even after he had gotten release. And speaking of which...

 

“I didn’t think you were able to get it up twice for me. But look how eager you are.”

 

Victor said as he glanced down towards it once again. Right after that his fingers slipped out from his ass and instead started to tease his cock again. He barely touched it, simply nudged it with his index finger just to further demonstrate how hard it was, eagerly waiting for more of the vampire’s touch. Victor wasn’t about to disappoint it either. Both of them had waited long enough and now the vampire wanted to receive his own pleasure. He stopped teasing the hunter and instead positioned himself behind him. For the moment, he didn’t let go of the other’s shoulder in case he was going to struggle again. With his other hand he guided the tip towards the hunter’s prepared hole, but before he forced himself inside he stopped. He gently leaned forward, not putting too much weight over the other as he leaned over to whisper in his ear.

 

“Do you still want me to stop? Or do you want my cock buried deep inside you?”

 

The reply wasn’t really going to change anything. Victor was going to fuck him whether he wanted to or not. The vampire just wanted to see if he could humiliate the man further. If he would actually beg for it, if his desperation for pleasure would make him go that far. Victor waited a short moment for his response before he straightened up again and then gently forced in his cock inside the other, taking it in slowly and not entirely as he filled up the tight space with his length. He tried to silence any type of sound that wanted to slip out and he almost succeeded. The vampire let the hunter get used to his length for a moment, before he slowly started to move inside of him.