DeadnotSleeping
Nervous Wreck
It was pure beauty.
The quickened breathing, the thunderous pace of the blood flow under the now blushed skin, the darkening of Ganyemedes’ eyes… Tibor couldn’t help but stare at the perfect youth, drinking in his beauty as much as he desired his blood. It tasted exciting, tinted with bitter sadness, but tweaked with the pleasure the boy now felt…
It was worth it, giving control to Ganyemedes. Feeling the youth’s pure excitement. The sense of freedom in his kiss.
The vampire grazed the youth lightly again, just another small taste of the bliss. He could feel the starting excitement of his prey, the awakening of the same need as always. He could give what he asked for…
“Do you really want that?” he whispered, his voice low. Damn he wanted to do it, he wanted to do this so much, the boy was so alluring… but he promised something. He wouldn’t break his word; not yet. It will be painful enough later. Now he just wanted to enjoy the moment, the intoxicating sight, the pleasure in the boy’s eyes. “This is not payment. This shouldn’t be that. You should only ask me if that is what you desire. I will give it to you, if that is what you want… but I will take something from you in the process. So you shall only ask if you think you won’t regret it later…”
This wasn’t fair, Tibor knew it well. There was no way the youth would be able to resist him, after all, he already tasted his blood… but he wanted to hear it from the boy, like that could absolve him. He still kept his arms around Ganyemedes, embracing him, but not holding him back. He didn’t need it.
“Tell me, Ganyemedes… what do you want?”
The quickened breathing, the thunderous pace of the blood flow under the now blushed skin, the darkening of Ganyemedes’ eyes… Tibor couldn’t help but stare at the perfect youth, drinking in his beauty as much as he desired his blood. It tasted exciting, tinted with bitter sadness, but tweaked with the pleasure the boy now felt…
It was worth it, giving control to Ganyemedes. Feeling the youth’s pure excitement. The sense of freedom in his kiss.
The vampire grazed the youth lightly again, just another small taste of the bliss. He could feel the starting excitement of his prey, the awakening of the same need as always. He could give what he asked for…
“Do you really want that?” he whispered, his voice low. Damn he wanted to do it, he wanted to do this so much, the boy was so alluring… but he promised something. He wouldn’t break his word; not yet. It will be painful enough later. Now he just wanted to enjoy the moment, the intoxicating sight, the pleasure in the boy’s eyes. “This is not payment. This shouldn’t be that. You should only ask me if that is what you desire. I will give it to you, if that is what you want… but I will take something from you in the process. So you shall only ask if you think you won’t regret it later…”
This wasn’t fair, Tibor knew it well. There was no way the youth would be able to resist him, after all, he already tasted his blood… but he wanted to hear it from the boy, like that could absolve him. He still kept his arms around Ganyemedes, embracing him, but not holding him back. He didn’t need it.
“Tell me, Ganyemedes… what do you want?”