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

[Sathenus]

Sariel grit his teeth as he felt the vampire's slender fingers delve deeper inside of him. It was quite unwillingly that he felt those fingers work on stretching him. Already extremely aware of exactly where this was going, he had been aware of it the moment he had been flipped over. The whole situation was nothing short of embarrassing, especially with how lewdly his body was behaving and reacting. Opening up despite his best attempts to make it difficult. He could feel his muscles relax when those fingers seemed to rub the right way, or twisted just right. It made him feel a deep sense of shame, his face seemed to flush a darker red than it had been previously.

 

A strong surge of pleasure seemed to flood through him and make him gasp, those fingers having found his prostate. It didn't matter that they had just nudged it. That alone had been enough to make him squirm on the other's fingers once more. When they were pressed deeper and actually pressed against his prostate he moaned, his body relaxing almost completely. It didn't seem like his body was going to leave him with even a shred of dignity. Sariel was more than a little aware that his cock was hard and aching between his legs. He could only imagine the humiliating way he appeared from the vampire's point of view. The thought alone was enough to make him let out a soft that sounded like it was between a whine and a sigh.

 

From the corner of his eyes he had noticed that the vampire had shifted and gazed down at him in a manner that only embarrassed him more. In a desperate attempt to break free and to hide the view of himself from the other he struggled once more. Trying to push himself up so he could get into a position where breaking the belt around his wrists would be possible. Unfortunately, he almost immediately felt a firm hand gripping his shoulder and pushing him forcefully back down into the couch. Clearly the vampire had known his intention and made a move to stop it. Sariel was aware of the creature's sharp nails against his shoulder and the strong firm grip keeping him bent over and pressed into the couch.

 

A moment later he felt another finger slipping inside of him, feeling the way his hole stretched to accommodate the new digit. A sound that could only be described as desperate escaped him when he felt the way the other was stretching him. The movements were forceful, and the actions made him wither and squirm. Though he tried to tell himself it was in an attempt to get away he couldn't say for sure if it really was. It didn't mean that the actions weren't accompanied by a number of sounds both in pleasure and what seemed to be objections that continued to flow from him. It was almost as if he had lost himself completely. His mind did however, take notice that the grip the creature had on his shoulder had loosened slightly.

 

It wasn't until his hole seemed to have been stretched to the vampire's liking that the other's movements slowed and became a little gentler. Sariel whimpered as a shiver raked through his body, having practically given up at this point and submitting for what he knew he couldn't really escape. What was the point anyway? Even if he did manage to get away it wouldn't change how his body was reacting and the desperation to lose himself completely to pleasure that had taken hold. His body was heated, desperate for what it knew was coming. Sariel could only deny what his body wanted for so long, before he had to just accept it and allow himself to truly enjoy the experience.

 

The nudge to his prostate made him give a needy noise, his eyes glancing back over his shoulder when the vampire spoke asking him what exactly it is that's embarrassing. Giving the other a dirty look, or at least the best he could with the position he was in he spoke his own tone took on a rather aggressive aspect. "You damn well know what's embarrassing about this." He knew what the other wanted, knew that it was the creature's way of trying to get him to admit what was embarrassing, to verbalize it. There was no way he was going to humiliate himself even more by telling the vampire everything that was embarrassing by this situation.

 

"Don't flatter yourself." Sariel snapped at the vampire's next comment. A small sense of relief swept over him as he felt the vampire's fingers slip out of him, giving his body a moment to relax. It was short lived, as not even a second later he was met by a jolt of pleasure shooting down his spine as a finger nudged his hard and aching cock. Preparing himself to try to struggle free of his bindings once more as he felt the other shifting behind him. That was at least until he felt the tip of the vampire's cock press against his prepared hole. Suddenly he froze, his body tensed. His breath seemed to have caught in his throat as he felt some weight on him his eyes darted to the face of the other man as he leaned over him to whisper into his ear.

 

Sariel was stunned by the creature's words, but it wasn't because they were said. It was because it truly through his mind for a loop. What did he really want? It seemed for a moment as if his brain had just disengaged itself completely. But after a few moments he managed to get something out. "I... j-just make it quick." He didn't want to admit that he wanted it, but at the same time he found it impossible to tell the vampire that he wanted him to stop either. It truly seemed as if all he could do was to tell the other to make it quick. It wasn't even a moment later that he felt the vampire straighten up and push forward. A deep moan escaped him as he felt the way he stretched around the other's cock as it pressed forward. It made a pleasant ache settle within him, feeling the vampire's cock push deeper and deeper. It felt like hours but what was clearly much less before the other man seemed to pause.

 

A shaky breath escaped Sariel, the muscles that had tightened in his body loosened completely and felt himself sink almost defeated into the couch. There really was no point trying to escape anymore, or struggle for that matter. He was already impaled on the other's cock, there really was nothing more he could do at this point. At least he could appreciate the chance he was given for his body to adjust to the others size and length. When the vampire did begin to finally move it was met by a groan, Sariel's eyes drifted shut as he turned to bury his face into the couch beneath him. The first few thrusts were easy for him to suppress any sounds of pleasure, gently biting his lip to do so. As his body became more accustomed to the size and length as well as the slow pace he found it harder to hold back his moans of pleasure.

 

It started to feel better the longer he felt the other inside of him. So much so that he actually unconsciously felt himself spread his legs a little further. Which was hard enough to do considering the couch didn't give him much space to begin with.

[Alichino]

Unfortunately Victor wasn’t given the response he had longed for. The hunter was still stubborn by not admitting what he wanted, what his body clearly craved for and well... even though his words wasn’t being honest, his body surely was. So for now, the vampire chose to listen to that sweet body language that told him to stop stalling and start ravishing him already. Those blushing cheeks, that gaze that betrayed him and those words that really didn’t make any sense for Victor.

 

When he told him that he shouldn’t be flattering himself he really had no idea what he meant. If it wasn’t for the vampire... how else was he able to get it up twice and with just a short pause after his climax? Surely he didn’t do that by himself now, did he? Why on earth would he try to get it up twice in front a vicious vampire such as Victor? He really did want to confront him about all of that, but at the moment, he really didn’t have the patients to chit-chat with the hunter. He could do that afterwards or... no, perhaps he couldn’t. Either way, it wasn’t worth stopping now just so he could ask the hunter what he meant by saying that.

 

Victor had thought the hunter would try to discard the next comment too. He wasn’t about to admit what embarrassed him, at least he wasn’t going to say it out loud... However, apparently giving the vampire permission to fuck him was totally fine by him. Well... maybe not totally since he clearly stammered as he told him to be quick. For a moment Victor thought the other would ask him to be gentle, wouldn’t he be so much cuter if he actually said that? However, that wasn’t the case, instead he just asked him to be quick about it.

 

“If I want to fuck you, I wouldn’t be quick about it. I would drag it out, take my sweet time to really appreciate the pleasure I would get from your tight ass...”

 

Victor wanted to continue his sentence, he even drew a breath for the next thing he wanted to say, but... Before he could utter one word he changed his mind and instead continued in silence as he forced his cock inside of him. In the beginning he listened close to any type of sound the other would make the whole time he was moving inside of him. He wanted to know where it felt best for him, wasn’t really sure why since he shouldn’t care about such a small thing like giving pleasure to a vampire hunter, but... nevertheless he still did. Just because he was a monster didn’t mean he had to be evil at full time right? Especially not if this meant that this was his last hours alive... or undead, whatever the term you wanted to use for a vampire.

 

Victor was being gentle, letting the man get used to his size and the slow thrusts he offered him. He could feel how his insides tightened around him, they were still stretching and adjusting to the intruder, however it wasn’t enough for him. It took all of his strength not to go all out, to not care so damn much about the other to be gentle with him. His body didn’t want to do it, his cock ached for something rougher, harder and his head asked him why he was being this gentle. However, he didn’t listen to that side. Instead he listened to the hunter. To hear those moans was a reward in itself, not to speak of the fact that the longer he got to adjust to the position, the more inviting he became. The other started to spread his legs, his body was relaxing and his moans got harder to hold back. There was no mistaking it.

 

“You’re starting to enjoy yourself, aren’t you?”

 

Victor asked, not really wanting an answer since he knew he wasn’t going to get one. If he did get one it would be another lie and he wasn’t interested in that. No, he was still only listening to his body that kept inviting him and Victor didn’t hesitate to go deeper with that in mind. The more comfortable the hunter got, the more Victor wanted to tease him, torture him and he couldn’t keep all that desire inside of himself.

 

His hand still pushed the man down on the couch as his hip movements started to become faster, driving his cock deeper with every thrust. He felt that he was kind enough to let the man bury his face in the couch as he kept violating him, getting into the pace he wanted and trying out the man’s limits by thrusting harder inside of him once in a while. Victor wanted more. This wasn’t enough. He didn’t want to be kind to him anymore. He wanted to be rough, he wanted to hear the other scream, he wanted to make his body remember this night for a long time. For now, however, he managed to hold himself back as he kept pushing himself deeper and deeper inside of him until he was able to nudge at his prostate once again. Once he did find his pleasure spot, his free hand slipped around towards the hunter’s stomach and he placed it there for some kind of reassurance before he thrusted hard and deep within him, pressing against his pleasure point together with a soft moan that he tried to silence but was unsuccessful.

[Sathenus]

Sariel had to admit, the vampire's words definitely weren't comforting. He didn't like the idea that the creature would drag this out and take his time. Having really hoped that by some miracle the other would have been willing to honor that wish and at the very least make this whole thing quick. Of course he figured that was part of the problem here, he had put his hopes in the fact that maybe the vampire would honor his own needs first. But that was not the case. Figuring after the creature had allowed him his release once, that this time really was all about what the other wanted. Part of him could respect that, he had been given enough pleasure and brought off once already while the other had remained hard. At the same time his brain told him that even that release had not been entirely welcome. He had not really been given a choice that time either.

 

The way his body was opening up to the other, the way it encouraged the vampire's movements really only made him feel a stronger sense of shame. It really made him question everything he had thought he knew about himself. Sure he had known for some time that he really did only finde vampire's attractive, it was cruel to say the least. Being a vampire hunter and finding the very creatures he was meant to destroy the only ones he was sexually attracted to. The only ones who really seemed to make his body ache. That didn't mean he didn't have sex with his fellow hunters or even the occasional human, it just meant none of them really gave him what he wanted or needed. None of them made his body ache for it, or desperate for more. They had all just... been an alternative to something he knew he couldn't have.

 

But here he was, his ass up and a vampire buried inside of him, being given everything he had wanted and what had haunted his dreams. Despite that though he still felt himself having a hard time giving in and enjoying this. It had nothing to do with the fact that his hands were bound, or that this had started off as being against his will. Honestly... he didn't even care about that anymore. But he found himself unable to fully enjoy it simply because he knew that he was not meant to. This really couldn't be fair, it couldn't be that he could really only be given such pleasure by vampire's. Even if he knew that life wasn't fair, this was just plain cruel in his book. What a terrible thing to have happened to him. He could only imagine what other hunters would think if they found out that vampires were really the only things he felt any sexual attraction to, were the only creatures capable of even making him feel this amazing.

 

His brain was distracted from his train of thought at the other's words. The observation of him really enjoying himself, only to ask for a confirmation. Sariel knew that the vampire didn't really expect him to answer, but the word slipped from his lips before he could stop it. "Yes." It was with a shaky breath, and his body responded by arching his back in an attempt to feel the other more. It confused him a little, how not even a moment earlier his brain had still been fighting it completely, but it seemed to almost be accepting it. As if it was coming to realize this was probably the only time he'd ever be able to enjoy such an experience. It wasn't like this was going to become something common and that would take place again... so would it really be that bad to just enjoy it?

 

For the second time his train of thought was derailed, this time as he felt the vampire sink deeper making a deep moan escape him. It was followed by a groan as he felt the other's movements pick up speed. Feeling how he continued to sink in deeper with each thrust. It only made it harder for him to fight this, and it made his brain give in even more. The deeper the vampire sank into him the more he felt himself enjoying it. The harder thrusts he received once in awhile only made him bite his lip, shifting the best he could with how he was still being pushed down against the couch.

 

The nudge against his prostate made his body relax even more, becoming more receptive to the other pressing against that spot again. His attention was grabbed briefly by the vampire's other hand moving around him, pressing against his stomach. Sariel had enough time to meet the creature's gaze briefly before he felt him thrusting in hard and deep hitting his prostate and making a cry of pleasure escape him. "D-damn..." Sariel groaned, his eyes drifted shut a soft whimper escaping after. He had heard the soft moan that had come from the vampire as well, so it didn't seem like he was the only one enjoying this. Even if the other was trying to let those sounds out of him either. Once more he squirmed beneath the vampire. But this time he wasn't entirely sure it was trying to get free rather it seemed more like it was him trying to get the other to continue to strike his prostate.

 

Now that he felt how great that was, he really didn't want the other to stop. It seemed as if he could finally give in completely. Sariel truly wanted this. There was no denying that anymore. "Don't be a tease." He moaned after a few more thrusts, eyes once more glancing back the best he could to meet the vampire's gaze. After giving him such pleasure with the thrust against his prostate he really wanted more. Wanted to feel that pleasure again and again, so much so he couldn't help but try to encourage it.