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The Legacy
2 Reviews*Black Veil Brides fic* So this is like a spin off to Tell Me I'm A Zombie so please read that one first. This is about how The Cancer came to be. Please rate and review.
A/N: Hi guys this is Loren! :P If you haven’t read the summary just make sure that you have read our fanfic ‘Tell me I’m a Zombie take me to the gays’ First, (well only the prologue and like chapter one but yeah) if you don’t you might not be able to fully understand this little side story about the ‘Black Veil Bride’ so yeah. Oh and a big thanks to Jess and Alex for helping me to write this smutty scene! (It was my first one so I was kinda rusty) Oh and a big shout out to Saff and Maritos for suggesting the word ‘canted’ if you wanna suggest cool unusual words to be put in the next one – if there is a next one - just write it in the reviews! Anyways even though parts of this story make me want to pour bleach on my brain it’s all for your enjoyment so ENJOY!!!
They always told me I was beautiful. It didn’t mean I believed them. I thought I could be more beautiful, even if there is such a thing. I didn’t always think this way either. Until I met him.
I was younger then; still coming to grips with whom and what I was. I’d had girlfriends in the past, but they didn’t suffice my needs. I still caught myself looking at the other boys’ bodies in the shower after P.E. I’d watch as the soap suds would drip down their toned muscled bodies. How they would rest between the crevices of each individual prominent muscle. I had to do this discreetly of course if they caught me watching my life was over with. THAT wasn’t going to happen.
I thought I could bottle my problem up and pretend that I wasn’t the abomination I am. I couldn’t be GAY! It was wrong! Against the natural law! An ABOMINATION!! But it was him. Those piercing blue eyes, that shoulder-length raven- black hair all 6ft 2inches of him GODLY!!! He took that bottle of problems cracked it with his hands, smashed it on the ground and melted it away!
He was all I wanted! All I needed! But it was like he refused to even look at me, to even acknowledge me. Ok so he was seven years older than me but still! It made me feel like I wasn’t good enough for him, too young, too inexperienced, and too UGLY!
I’d always gotten what I wanted based on my looks but now, all of a sudden I was self-conscious. I was madly in love with a man who didn’t even know I existed!
That’s why I made the serum. Desperate times called for desperate measures. I needed to be more beautiful. He HAD to see me! As soon as I made it I just knew. I knew that once this serum was flowing through my readily awaiting veins. I’d be unstoppable. I also knew that the changes made would be irreversible. But that was OK; I was ready to accept the consequences. I’d be beautiful for life! Who wouldn’t want that!?!
I went to his house the night I injected myself with the serum. I didn’t need to look in the mirror to know the serum was working and was doing its job. I could already feel the changes within moments of letting that sharp tip of the needle pierce my skin and plunging the luminescent serum into my bloodstream.
That night on the way to his house, more and more people looked at me on the street, with lust and desire, and sometimes even jealousy! A few times I actually had to stop and tell someone “Sorry, but I’m taken.” And I was; my heart belonged to him, and only him.
When he answered the door that night, he too looked upon me with lust and desire. He invited me in mesmerized by my looks. I was happy.
I wasn’t even in his house five minutes before we were stripped down to our underwear and passionately kissing on a bearskin rug in the middle of his bedroom floor. “I love you.” He’d say whilst nibbling on my ear. “I LOVE YOU!”
Those three little words sent a tingle through my body every time he’d say them. He loved me! He FUCKING LOVED ME!!!
He then moved down slowly placing kisses on my body until he got to the waist band of my boxers. He then grabbed onto them with his teeth, he winked, and slowly pulled them down; until they had left my body completely and were thrown in the corner with the rest of my clothes.
He took the tip of my erected cock in his mouth he started with his tongue gently caressing the tip of my cock then plunging it deeper and deeper into his mouth until my cock had disappeared down his throat OH THE PLEASURE!! I felt as he gagged on my meaty sword.
Then he stopped and took his mouth away. He was gently breathing onto my throbbing cock he was teasing me too much, I bucked my hips to try and force myself into his mouth again but he pushed my hips back down. Then he enclosed his wet hot mouth onto the tip of my cock licking up all the pre cum that had gathered there.
"More!" I groaned "More!" I grabbed onto his full head of hair and pushed him further down his mouth fully encasing my cock. Could there be a pleasure greater than this? His head bobbed, up and down, up and down, up and down, again and again! I felt like I was going to cum, I couldn’t though; as I knew this was only the beginning.
"It’s OK", he mused. "You can cum in my mouth."
I was sceptical I'd never done this before. What if he didn't like it? What if he thought it tasted horrible and spat it back out at me? But I couldn't hold it in anymore. I came in his mouth; pleasure overcame my whole body as I cried out with titillation. He swallowed it all. It was unbelievable.
"You taste so good." he teased, oh the way he pronounced those words filled me with excitement.
He slowly moved back up my body again, placing kisses all over me until he finally reached my mouth and crushed his lips against mine.
He then sat up, balancing on my hips, rubbing our erections together; he then reached over me to get something resting on the top of a small chest of drawers. From the looks of it, it was lube toffee flavoured to be exact.
"I'm guessing you're an anal virgin?" he said. I was too embarrassed to say anything so I simply nodded my head. "It's Ok." he chided "don't be embarrassed everyone was a virgin once, even me!" Now THAT was hard to believe, he seems too experienced to have ever been a virgin.
He squeezed some lube out of the bottle onto his fingers and rubbed it around them. "Just warming it up baby" he said. I nodded; he called me baby! Yay I have a pet name!
He placed his lubricated fingers on my chest and ran them down the length of my torso. He then grabbed my thighs and forced them apart, revealing my tight virgin hole. He then lifted my ankles up onto his shoulders, one in either side of his broad neck.
He squeezed some more lube onto the tips of his fingers and rubbed it around my hole. He then slipped in one finger and twisted it around inside me F-F-F-FUCK IT HURT oh but felt so good at the same time. I squeezed my eyes shut as I hoped for the pain to subside. Eventually it did but then he added another one and then a third scissoring his fingers, stretching me. The pleasure and pain increasing with each finger he put inside me. I felt a tear escape my clenched eyes. He pulled out.
"N-n-no don't stop" I said as I tried to sit up reaching for his hand. He pushed me back down kissed the tear on my cheek away.
"Baby" he said "I haven't stopped, you’re ready now." Ready? Ready for what? I finally realized what when I felt his cock enter me. FUCKINGHELLTHATHURTSBUTFEELSAMAZINGLYGOODATTHESAMETIME!!!! Another tear escaped my eye I didn't wipe it away. Instead, with him thrusting inside me he bent over and licked it off my cheek. I moaned in pleasure as he went deeper inside me.
He abruptly pulled out. What was he doi-....? He slammed back in again with a vengeance!! Oooh My FUCKING GOD!!!! He hit my special spot!!
"AGAIN!!" I cried out "DO IT AGAIN!!!!" He complied and did it again. The pleasure was overwhelming!
He flipped me onto my stomach and did me doggy style. I moved in motion to his hips. Pressing myself against him as he canted his hips towards me, I was begging him to go deeper. Grunts and moans escaped both our lips. I grabbed my cock and pumped. Hard. The pleasure was overcoming me, building up into an earth-shattering climax; as I exploded all over the rug, and he inside of me. I had never felt pleasure quite as amazing as that before.
I woke up the next day snuggled up beside him, a blanket draped over our naked bodies. I was in a joyous mood; he was mine and no one else’s. I had the sudden realization that I needed the bathroom. As I got up I caught my reflection in a mirror hanging by his wardrobe I moved closer as I examined my reflection.
Something was wrong!!! I wasn’t supposed to look like this!! What had happened to me!?! My skin had gone all flaky and had taken on a greenish colour, my hair was falling out and there was some sort of clear sticky liquid -which I knew were not tears, even though I felt like crying- oozing out of the corner of my left eye. What was happening to me?? I ran to where my clothes lay and put them on as quickly and quietly as I could. I was crying now. I could feel the hot tears streaming down my cheeks I had to get out of here. I moved back to study myself in the mirror. This couldn’t be happening! I knew that serum would work perfectly! I slammed the mirror with my fist and regretted it as I watched it shatter into a million pieces cutting my hand forcing what looked like purple coloured blood to seep from the wound. It also woke him up, SHIT. I’d hoped to be out of here and have this problem fixed before he saw me again.
“Baby,” he moaned from where he was lying on the rug “come back to bed so I can fuck your newly violated ass”
“I-I can’t.” I stuttered, shielding my face from him. “I have to go, I have errands to run.”
He got up then SHIT! I hid from him, turning to face his bedroom door. Hoping he didn’t see the green flaky hue my skin had taken on. “Baby,” he said, “what’s wrong?”
“Nothing, I just have to go!” I needed to get out, fast! I needed to get back to the lab, and fix this problem, he was standing right behind me now, he grabbed hold of my shoulder and spun me around
“Ba-...” he started, he screamed as soon as he saw my face. There was a look of horror, disgust and even terror in his eyes. “You monster!” he screamed. “You god damn motherfucking ugly monster! YOU are NOT the man I had sex with last night! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH HIM!?!”
I didn’t know what to do. This man, who told me he loved me not 12 hours ago, was screaming at me! Calling me all the ugly names he could think of. This angered me; I lunged at him, knocked him to the ground, grabbed him by the neck and squeezed as hard as I could. He clawed at my hands, but that didn’t affect me. He deserved punishment, he’d hurt me, I was going to hurt him. I took one hand off his neck and grabbed a shard of glass from the broken mirror that was lying nearby. I took that shard and rammed it into his jugular, again, and again and again; hearing him choke on his own blood until he was finally dead. Let go of his neck then as his limp lifeless body relaxed into the floor. He was dead now. And if I can’t have him, no one can!
I ran then; all the way home. Young children screamed in terror as I ran past them on the street. Adults no longer stare at me with desire but with disgust. When I got home I ran straight to my lab to work on an antidote for this illness. This CANCER!! But nothing worked! Then I remembered, due to some of the ingredients in the original serum the changes made were irreversible. Great, so I was stuck like this forever.
I ran upstairs then, straight to my wardrobe. I pulled on a black long-sleeved shirt a black blazer, some black jeans and boots. I dug further into my wardrobe and found a black veil that I once wore to a Halloween party. I placed the veil over my face and added a black hat to keep it in place. My name was no longer Andrew Dennis Biersack. My name was the Black Veil Bride. And if I have to suffer from this cancer, the whole world must suffer too!
They always told me I was beautiful. It didn’t mean I believed them. I thought I could be more beautiful, even if there is such a thing. I didn’t always think this way either. Until I met him.
I was younger then; still coming to grips with whom and what I was. I’d had girlfriends in the past, but they didn’t suffice my needs. I still caught myself looking at the other boys’ bodies in the shower after P.E. I’d watch as the soap suds would drip down their toned muscled bodies. How they would rest between the crevices of each individual prominent muscle. I had to do this discreetly of course if they caught me watching my life was over with. THAT wasn’t going to happen.
I thought I could bottle my problem up and pretend that I wasn’t the abomination I am. I couldn’t be GAY! It was wrong! Against the natural law! An ABOMINATION!! But it was him. Those piercing blue eyes, that shoulder-length raven- black hair all 6ft 2inches of him GODLY!!! He took that bottle of problems cracked it with his hands, smashed it on the ground and melted it away!
He was all I wanted! All I needed! But it was like he refused to even look at me, to even acknowledge me. Ok so he was seven years older than me but still! It made me feel like I wasn’t good enough for him, too young, too inexperienced, and too UGLY!
I’d always gotten what I wanted based on my looks but now, all of a sudden I was self-conscious. I was madly in love with a man who didn’t even know I existed!
That’s why I made the serum. Desperate times called for desperate measures. I needed to be more beautiful. He HAD to see me! As soon as I made it I just knew. I knew that once this serum was flowing through my readily awaiting veins. I’d be unstoppable. I also knew that the changes made would be irreversible. But that was OK; I was ready to accept the consequences. I’d be beautiful for life! Who wouldn’t want that!?!
I went to his house the night I injected myself with the serum. I didn’t need to look in the mirror to know the serum was working and was doing its job. I could already feel the changes within moments of letting that sharp tip of the needle pierce my skin and plunging the luminescent serum into my bloodstream.
That night on the way to his house, more and more people looked at me on the street, with lust and desire, and sometimes even jealousy! A few times I actually had to stop and tell someone “Sorry, but I’m taken.” And I was; my heart belonged to him, and only him.
When he answered the door that night, he too looked upon me with lust and desire. He invited me in mesmerized by my looks. I was happy.
I wasn’t even in his house five minutes before we were stripped down to our underwear and passionately kissing on a bearskin rug in the middle of his bedroom floor. “I love you.” He’d say whilst nibbling on my ear. “I LOVE YOU!”
Those three little words sent a tingle through my body every time he’d say them. He loved me! He FUCKING LOVED ME!!!
He then moved down slowly placing kisses on my body until he got to the waist band of my boxers. He then grabbed onto them with his teeth, he winked, and slowly pulled them down; until they had left my body completely and were thrown in the corner with the rest of my clothes.
He took the tip of my erected cock in his mouth he started with his tongue gently caressing the tip of my cock then plunging it deeper and deeper into his mouth until my cock had disappeared down his throat OH THE PLEASURE!! I felt as he gagged on my meaty sword.
Then he stopped and took his mouth away. He was gently breathing onto my throbbing cock he was teasing me too much, I bucked my hips to try and force myself into his mouth again but he pushed my hips back down. Then he enclosed his wet hot mouth onto the tip of my cock licking up all the pre cum that had gathered there.
"More!" I groaned "More!" I grabbed onto his full head of hair and pushed him further down his mouth fully encasing my cock. Could there be a pleasure greater than this? His head bobbed, up and down, up and down, up and down, again and again! I felt like I was going to cum, I couldn’t though; as I knew this was only the beginning.
"It’s OK", he mused. "You can cum in my mouth."
I was sceptical I'd never done this before. What if he didn't like it? What if he thought it tasted horrible and spat it back out at me? But I couldn't hold it in anymore. I came in his mouth; pleasure overcame my whole body as I cried out with titillation. He swallowed it all. It was unbelievable.
"You taste so good." he teased, oh the way he pronounced those words filled me with excitement.
He slowly moved back up my body again, placing kisses all over me until he finally reached my mouth and crushed his lips against mine.
He then sat up, balancing on my hips, rubbing our erections together; he then reached over me to get something resting on the top of a small chest of drawers. From the looks of it, it was lube toffee flavoured to be exact.
"I'm guessing you're an anal virgin?" he said. I was too embarrassed to say anything so I simply nodded my head. "It's Ok." he chided "don't be embarrassed everyone was a virgin once, even me!" Now THAT was hard to believe, he seems too experienced to have ever been a virgin.
He squeezed some lube out of the bottle onto his fingers and rubbed it around them. "Just warming it up baby" he said. I nodded; he called me baby! Yay I have a pet name!
He placed his lubricated fingers on my chest and ran them down the length of my torso. He then grabbed my thighs and forced them apart, revealing my tight virgin hole. He then lifted my ankles up onto his shoulders, one in either side of his broad neck.
He squeezed some more lube onto the tips of his fingers and rubbed it around my hole. He then slipped in one finger and twisted it around inside me F-F-F-FUCK IT HURT oh but felt so good at the same time. I squeezed my eyes shut as I hoped for the pain to subside. Eventually it did but then he added another one and then a third scissoring his fingers, stretching me. The pleasure and pain increasing with each finger he put inside me. I felt a tear escape my clenched eyes. He pulled out.
"N-n-no don't stop" I said as I tried to sit up reaching for his hand. He pushed me back down kissed the tear on my cheek away.
"Baby" he said "I haven't stopped, you’re ready now." Ready? Ready for what? I finally realized what when I felt his cock enter me. FUCKINGHELLTHATHURTSBUTFEELSAMAZINGLYGOODATTHESAMETIME!!!! Another tear escaped my eye I didn't wipe it away. Instead, with him thrusting inside me he bent over and licked it off my cheek. I moaned in pleasure as he went deeper inside me.
He abruptly pulled out. What was he doi-....? He slammed back in again with a vengeance!! Oooh My FUCKING GOD!!!! He hit my special spot!!
"AGAIN!!" I cried out "DO IT AGAIN!!!!" He complied and did it again. The pleasure was overwhelming!
He flipped me onto my stomach and did me doggy style. I moved in motion to his hips. Pressing myself against him as he canted his hips towards me, I was begging him to go deeper. Grunts and moans escaped both our lips. I grabbed my cock and pumped. Hard. The pleasure was overcoming me, building up into an earth-shattering climax; as I exploded all over the rug, and he inside of me. I had never felt pleasure quite as amazing as that before.
I woke up the next day snuggled up beside him, a blanket draped over our naked bodies. I was in a joyous mood; he was mine and no one else’s. I had the sudden realization that I needed the bathroom. As I got up I caught my reflection in a mirror hanging by his wardrobe I moved closer as I examined my reflection.
Something was wrong!!! I wasn’t supposed to look like this!! What had happened to me!?! My skin had gone all flaky and had taken on a greenish colour, my hair was falling out and there was some sort of clear sticky liquid -which I knew were not tears, even though I felt like crying- oozing out of the corner of my left eye. What was happening to me?? I ran to where my clothes lay and put them on as quickly and quietly as I could. I was crying now. I could feel the hot tears streaming down my cheeks I had to get out of here. I moved back to study myself in the mirror. This couldn’t be happening! I knew that serum would work perfectly! I slammed the mirror with my fist and regretted it as I watched it shatter into a million pieces cutting my hand forcing what looked like purple coloured blood to seep from the wound. It also woke him up, SHIT. I’d hoped to be out of here and have this problem fixed before he saw me again.
“Baby,” he moaned from where he was lying on the rug “come back to bed so I can fuck your newly violated ass”
“I-I can’t.” I stuttered, shielding my face from him. “I have to go, I have errands to run.”
He got up then SHIT! I hid from him, turning to face his bedroom door. Hoping he didn’t see the green flaky hue my skin had taken on. “Baby,” he said, “what’s wrong?”
“Nothing, I just have to go!” I needed to get out, fast! I needed to get back to the lab, and fix this problem, he was standing right behind me now, he grabbed hold of my shoulder and spun me around
“Ba-...” he started, he screamed as soon as he saw my face. There was a look of horror, disgust and even terror in his eyes. “You monster!” he screamed. “You god damn motherfucking ugly monster! YOU are NOT the man I had sex with last night! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH HIM!?!”
I didn’t know what to do. This man, who told me he loved me not 12 hours ago, was screaming at me! Calling me all the ugly names he could think of. This angered me; I lunged at him, knocked him to the ground, grabbed him by the neck and squeezed as hard as I could. He clawed at my hands, but that didn’t affect me. He deserved punishment, he’d hurt me, I was going to hurt him. I took one hand off his neck and grabbed a shard of glass from the broken mirror that was lying nearby. I took that shard and rammed it into his jugular, again, and again and again; hearing him choke on his own blood until he was finally dead. Let go of his neck then as his limp lifeless body relaxed into the floor. He was dead now. And if I can’t have him, no one can!
I ran then; all the way home. Young children screamed in terror as I ran past them on the street. Adults no longer stare at me with desire but with disgust. When I got home I ran straight to my lab to work on an antidote for this illness. This CANCER!! But nothing worked! Then I remembered, due to some of the ingredients in the original serum the changes made were irreversible. Great, so I was stuck like this forever.
I ran upstairs then, straight to my wardrobe. I pulled on a black long-sleeved shirt a black blazer, some black jeans and boots. I dug further into my wardrobe and found a black veil that I once wore to a Halloween party. I placed the veil over my face and added a black hat to keep it in place. My name was no longer Andrew Dennis Biersack. My name was the Black Veil Bride. And if I have to suffer from this cancer, the whole world must suffer too!
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