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A Vampire's Life
A story about a vampire's life that isn't so happy. It's written from his point of view.
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A Vampire's Life
by: YaoiQueen
warnings: This fic contains graphic sex scenes between two men. Don't like, Don't read. Rape, Angst, Vampire lovin', Blood sucking
Pairings: OC's OCxLestat LestatxLouis
Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Lestat or Louis. They belong to Anne Rice. I do however own Dominick, Antony, Eric, and Jade. Eric and Jade will not make an appearance until later in the story. Any Usage of these characters without asking will gain my wrath.
Description: This is the story of my life, or rather my death. I am Dominick LeFaye a two hundred year old vampire. I had long auburn hair and green eyes when I was alive. My eyes are now red and I have dyed my hair many different colors. I have a child of my own and a husband now…but I’m getting ahead of myself. Let us start at the beginning of my vampiric life and the end of my mortality.
Note: Lestat is mostly OOC in this because I suck at his personality..-.-;
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It is cold and damp tonight, but I have nowhere to get shelter from the cold. To a tourist, Paris is a beautiful, bustling city of people. They don’t see the other side of it, the dark, dirty homeless side of it. I live in that part of Paris. I didn’t always live like this. Once I had a home and family, but when I got older I decided to get into the theater business here. It was harder than I had thought, now I am barely able to feed myself. I haven’t had a decent room or a bath since I got here couple of weeks ago. Now I’m shivering in my rags looking for some shelter, as people push on around me. The nights are always more active than days in Paris. I wish I’d never come to the cursed city.
Suddenly, I feel a strong hand grab me as I pass by an alleyway. I want to scream but my attacker has covered my mouth. They pull me into the alley and shove me against the wall. It’s too dark to see my attacker, but I can see something glint in the moonlight near their face. A knife of some sort? I feel them lean close to my neck and I feel their hot breath there. I close my eyes tightly, not knowing what to expect. Then I feel a sharp pain at my neck, again I try to scream, but it is muffled by the attacker’s hand. I feel myself slipping away into the pain and then all goes black.
When I open my eyes, I am not in the alley or in the next world as I expected, but in a well furnished and dimly lit room. I groan when I try to sit up. My head and neck ache. Looking around me, I spot some bread and wine on a bedside table. I eat and drink hungrily; I haven’t eaten in so long. When I am finished I look down at myself and notice that I am in fine new clothes and my skin is clean. I am concerned as to who bathed and clothed me, but suddenly I feel very tired. I think maybe there was something in the food...but I can’t work it out in my groggy mind. I lay back on the pillows of the grand bed I’m in and slip back into sleep.
When next I awoke a dark haired man is leaning over me smiling. He was beautiful, yet somehow inhuman looking. I wanted to touch him but at the same time I was repelled by him. His eyes were as dark as his ebony hair and his skin was white as milk.
Finally, he spoke, “Ah, my dear Dominick. You have no idea how long I have wanted you…” His voice was soft, but perfectly clear. Such a wonderful sound. I cleared my mind of such thoughts and reminded myself that I should be angry, suspicious, anything but worshipful.
“Who are you?” I asked managing to make myself sound angry. He chuckled quietly at me and caressed my face.
“You don’t have to act angry Dominick. I know your true thoughts.” He laughed again. “My name is Antony and I am the one who will give you a new, better life.” With that, Antony leaned over me and for a moment I thought he would kiss me. But he went straight to my neck. I became frightened and tried to push him off me, but I couldn’t. I felt the same pain as before only this time I did not faint. I felt myself becoming weaker. The emptiness of sleep, or oblivion I don’t know which, was drawing closer and I wanted so much to drift into it and leave this burning pain behind.
Finally, when the blessed darkness was within my reach, Antony pulled away and whispered in my ear. “You will die unless you let me save you. Do you want to live?” Save me? He’s the reason I was in this state. I didn’t have much choice did I? I didn’t want to die. I don’t really know whether I spoke aloud or if he heard my thoughts somehow, but suddenly his wrist was over my mouth and his blood was dripping down into it. At first I didn’t want to drink it, but soon I found the taste good and I felt some strength returning to me. I attached myself to his wrist and sucked harshly at it.
After a few moments more, he pried me off him. I hadn’t nearly had enough; I wanted more of the salty sweet liquid. I tried for his wrist again but he held me back.
“You shall have more soon enough.” he promised. Suddenly I was overtaken by a horrible pain in my stomach. Just as suddenly, the pain stopped and I opened my eyes, which I hadn’t realized that I had closed. My surroundings looked different from before, yet they were the same. Everything I looked at seemed to glow with beauty. Then I saw Antony over me. He too was even more beautiful. “You can now see with a vampire’s eyes Dominick. Welcome to eternity.” He whispered then leaned down and kissed me on the lips. He smirked at me when he broke the kiss. “Come, you shall have your first kill and then we must retire for it is close to dawn.” Antony led me outside of his home. He found a poor street rat and, just as he had with me, pulled him into an alley. I followed not caring for the young boy Antony had chosen for me, I only heard the blood pounding in the boy’s veins and immediately wanted it.
Antony pointed out the spot on his neck. “Take it from here, and you must stop before the heart does or you will be drawn into the death and die along with him.” I nodded and knelt beside the boy. He was frightened into silence and stillness. Slowly I lowered my mouth to his neck. I breathed deep the rich smell of him and licked his neck before I bit down. The blood was warm and exquisite in my mouth, running down my throat. It was with great reluctance that I stopped drinking before the heart stopped, just as Antony had instructed. Once my thirst was slated, I realized what I’d just done. I wept silently for the boy as Antony led me back to his home with his arm around me. I knew there was no turning back from this, but then a part of me didn’t want to.
We made it back to his home, which was just outside the city, and Antony led me to the basement. The basement was dark, lit only by a few torches along the wall. In the center of the room was a fairly large ornate coffin.
“This is where we will both sleep, until I get a coffin for you.” Antony said opening the coffin. It was lined with silk and had a silk pillow. When I looked skeptical, he continued. “The sun will burn you unless you sleep in a coffin.” I looked at the walls of the small basement.
“But there are no windows for the sun to come through.” I argued. He smiled and nodded.
“Yes, but it also helps if a stranger were to come here. They would think it was a tomb and leave without realizing that a murderer actually lies within. And make no mistake, we are killers. Now, we will talk more tomorrow night, I will get in the coffin first and you will lie with me.” Antony explained. He then climbed into the coffin and laid sideways to make room for me. I hesitated, but then decided it was best not to argue and climbed in as well. Antony closed the lid and we were blanketed in complete darkness, though I could still see him well enough. We arranged ourselves so that we had our arms around each other. We were face to face and I could see him smile at me. “Good night dear Dominick.” he whispered and kissed my lips.
“Good night Antony.” I whispered back and closed my eyes. When I awoke the next night, I found that I had shifted on top of him in my sleep. He was already awake and smiled slightly as I blushed and got out of the coffin. “S…Sorry..” I stuttered in my embarrassment. He grinned at me slyly as he rose from the coffin.
“Don’t be sorry my dear, I quite enjoyed it.” Antony said. He put his arm over my shoulders as he directed me upstairs and outside. We walked into Paris and began to roam the streets until Antony spotted a delicious looking young woman. “Now Dominick, let’s see how you do catching the victim yourself.” He said and gave me a slight push to encourage me. I hadn’t changed from the outfit Antony put on me last night, which was a loose fitting white long sleeved shirt and a green silk overcoat with tight fitting black pants. My hair hung loose around my shoulders and my eyes glittered with hunger. I was no doubt a beautiful and deadly sight. I approached the woman with a friendly smile; I bowed as I stopped in front of her.
“Excuse me miss, but I couldn’t help noticing how beautiful you are. Would you mind terribly if I walked with you?” I gave her my most award-winning smile. The fastest way to a woman’s heart was a compliment and a smile. She seemed in awe of my own beauty which rivaled her own. She then accepted my offer and we looped arms and began to walk down the street. We talked as we came nearer to a more abandoned place. I told her I was in the theater, but I was not famous yet.
“Oh, then that explains the odd color of your eyes. Forgive me, but how do you make them look red?” She asked as we arrived at an old part of the park, which was empty. I was startled at her statement. My eyes were supposed to be green, not red! I’ll have to ask Antony about it later. I then composed myself and laughed.
“Are they still red? Ha, I must have forgotten…well, you know I can’t tell you the secrets of theater. If I did it wouldn’t be any fun!” She laughed too.
“Yes, I suppose you’re right.” Then she spotted a park bench. “Oh good, do you mind if we sit? We’ve been walking for so long.” I shook my head and led her to the bench.
“That’s a good idea.” We sat next to each other on the bench and I smiled as I leaned closer to her. I kissed her lips then her jaw and when I got to her neck I licked and then bit. She couldn’t make any sounds, as I had torn her voice box when I bit. Just like the night before I felt the exquisite pleasure of the blood. I forced myself to stop before she was dead, then I saw Antony emerge from the shadows nearby.
“Very good my dear. You are indeed a seductive vampire. But in the future you should not take so long to kill them.” He told me as he shoved the woman’s body off the bench and took her place next to me. Antony held my jaw in one hand and kissed me, he parted my lips with his tongue. I tried to pull away, I didn’t want this, but his hand on my jaw held me in place. He pulled back a second later licking his lips. “Ah yes…she had sweet blood.” He had released me and I wiped my mouth glaring at him. He caught my glare. “Did you not like my kiss? You are gay are you not? Now that you are my fledgling I can not read your thoughts like when you were human. Though I did gather that you preferred men before I changed you.” he explained.
“I am, but I still barely know you. I would prefer to know you much better before I give myself in any sexual way.” I told him.
“I’m sorry then.” Antony apologized and stood up. He offered me his hand. “Let’s go home and I will then answer all your questions.” I took his hand and got up off the bench, we held hands all the way home. We sat in the lounge of Antony’s home in chairs across from each other. He smiled graciously. “So what do you wish to ask me?” I sat forward.
“Why have my eyes turned red?” I asked.
“The change affects us all differently. You were a unique case.” he stated simply.
“On coffins, Could we not simply sleep in a windowless room in a bed?” He smiled again patiently.
“I suppose, if you have a secure enough home.” I was a bit happier now.
“Then why don’t we brick up the windows in the bedrooms and we may have our own sleeping spaces?”
“I have only one bedroom.” Antony explained.
“Still, that’s more room for us than the coffin.” I pressed on with it until he relented. We spent the better half of the evening buying supplies and then bricking up the two large windows in the bedroom. When we were done, we both had worked up a sweat. Both of us wanted a bath.
“I also only have one bathroom.” Antony said knowing that I too needed a bath. “I do like to conserve water, we should take a bath together.” I looked up at him.
“Now you are openly trying to get me to sleep with you.” I stated rather annoyed with his advances.
“Oh come now, after this favor I did for you, don’t I deserve just a little something?” He said pouting. I sighed not wanting to argue and really needing to be clean.
“Alright, I’ll take a bath with you, but you had better not try anything.” I said sternly. He smiled brightly.
“Good. I promise not to try anything. Follow me.” He led me into the bathroom and started filling the tub with hot water as we undressed. The bath was large enough for us to sit on opposite sides and only barely touch. I let myself relax as the warm water massaged my body. I felt Antony get into the tub and paid him no attention until I felt his hand on my thigh. I opened my eyes and glared at him.
“Remove your hand from my thigh. There is plenty of room for us not to touch at all. Besides you promised not to try anything.” I said. He only smirked and moved to pin me in the tub.
“But I know you want me, why not just give in?” he asked, his lips barely brushing mine. He had settled on my lap and I could feel his arousal pressing against my stomach. I was sure he could feel mine against his rear. How could I not be aroused with a beautiful naked man in my lap? But I didn’t like being forced into this kind of thing.
“Antony, I don’t want...” But his lips were on mine before I could finish. His tongue entered my mouth and his hand strayed down to my nipple. I moaned slightly into the kiss, but brought my hands up to his shoulders to push him away. I wasn’t strong enough though, and as he rubbed himself against me, I lost the will to resist. He pulled back from the kiss.
“Still not want this?” he asked, giving my nipple a pinch.
“Nnn…I want it...” I panted. He smirked and got off me.
“Then let’s take this into the bedroom.” He stepped out of the tub and I followed into the bedroom. Once there, Antony pushed me onto the bed and pulled my legs around him. He kissed me passionately as one of his hands teasingly circled my entrance. His other hand was toying with my nipple. My moan was swallowed by our kiss.
“Well, well, isn’t this a lovely sight.” said a deep, Italian accented voice. Antony and I jumped up and frantically looked around the room. A man dressed in all black with dark hair and blue eyes stepped from a shadowed corner. He smirked at us with his arms folded across his chest.
“D..Dante..” Antony stuttered. He looked afraid. I never thought I would see Antony afraid of anyone or anything. But this dark man struck fear in him. I was confused and also afraid. Dante smiled, which is not a pleasant thing when combined with the pure evil in his eyes.
“I’m glad to see you remember me my pet, but don’t worry. I haven’t come for you, I’ve come for your beautiful new friend.” Dante then turned his evil gaze upon me. I cowered back from him. “I wanted him before you’d spoiled his innocence.” Antony worked up some courage or maybe it was only anger, but he moved between Dante and me.
“I won’t let you have him! I won’t let you torture him as you did me!” Antony snarled at him. Dante flashed that evil smile again and stepped closer. “Oh, you won’t my pet? Hahahaha. And how do you propose to stop me?”
“I’ll do all that I can and I’m not your pet anymore!” Antony yelled and charged at Dante. The evil vampire narrowed his eyes and easily caught Antony by the throat. Antony gave a hoarse cry and pried at Dante’s fingers, but to no avail. Dante was obviously the stronger one. I was frozen with shock and fear the whole time. I knew there was nothing I could do against Dante, he was simply too strong. He bit into Antony’s throat and I watched helplessly as he drank him dry. Finally, as he dropped Antony’s body and started toward me, I came to my senses and tried to run. He caught me effortlessly and pulled me to him. My backside made contact with his front and I felt his straining arousal.
“N..no…” I mumbled and struggled, but he held me in place.
“Don’t fight me Dominick, or you’ll end up like Antony.” He whispered in my ear. He suddenly flung me to the bed and undid his pants, letting them drop to the floor. He kicked out of them, and then pulled off his shirt. I tried running again as he came towards me, but he flung me back onto the bed. “I told you not to fight me. Now do as I say and maybe I’ll let you live.” he growled climbing onto the bed and pushing my face into his crotch. His erection rubbed in my face. “Suck it.” he ordered. When I didn’t move at first he pulled my hair hard. “I said suck it!”
“Ah!” I cried out, tears forming in my eyes at the hair tug. Afraid of what he would do to me if I didn’t, I took him into my mouth and sucked him. He gripped my hair and held me in place. Soon he was moaning and bucking up into my mouth, choking me with his cock. I hoped he would stop before he came. I didn’t want his seed in my mouth, the damned bastard. He released my hair and pulled out of my mouth. Then ordered me to turn around and raise my ass. I did as told only because I didn’t want to die. I knew what was coming next, and I could only hope that he wouldn’t hurt me too badly. He grabbed my hips when I was in the position he wanted. I felt his cock pressing against my hole. No preparation at all? Oh god..someone help me.. I gripped the sheets tightly and prepared myself for the pain I was about to experience. He pushed into me roughly and quickly. “AAHHHHHH!” I screamed in agony. I felt myself tearing and bleeding. Not only was I a virgin, but he hadn’t stretched me at all. I heard Dante laugh.
“Yes..scream for me..” he began thrusting into me fast and hard, each time causing me more pain. I was sobbing into the sheets under me, which were now blood soaked. Finally he came inside me and pulled out panting. I let my hips drop to the bed not moving. I lay there broken and crying, hoping he would just leave. But he just got dressed and told me to get up. I didn’t move. “Get up!” he yelled now grabbing my hair and hauling me up by it.
“Ah!” I cried out and went with his pulling so it would hurt less. He shoved me towards the bathroom.
“Go clean yourself up, and then you’re coming home with me, pet.” I limped into the bathroom. The bathwater hadn’t been drained so I slipped in and let the water wash off the blood from my torn hole. The water turned a reddish color with it all. I got out and toweled off then drained the water. I washed my face because it had red blood tears staining it. I pulled on my pants, which had been left there earlier, and finally went back to the bedroom where Dante was. “Took you long enough, and who said you could get dressed?” he said crossing his arms. I couldn’t look at him, I didn’t want to see his face. “Well?” he prompted. I supposed he wanted me to say something for getting dressed without permission, even if it was only pants.
“Sorry..” I mumbled, still not looking him in the face.
“Sorry master. “ He corrected. I could hear the smirk of satisfaction in his voice. He’d destroyed me so easily. I was a good pet…I muttered the ‘sorry master’ cringing at the words. I never thought I’d end up like this. Two nights into my existence as a vampire, and already a pitiful slave to a master. He led me out of Antony’s home, keeping a grip on my arm in case I decided to run. I looked back once as we walked away. If only I hadn’t let Antony change me…none of this would be happening to me. We arrived fairly quickly at Dante’s mansion. It was much larger and grander than Antony’s…but I knew I would never appreciate any of it. I was led into a dark windowless room; a dungeon was the only word I could think of to describe it at first sight.
There were even shackles on the walls. Two torches on either side of the door were the only light, still I could see clearly enough. A small cot was in one corner of the room and a small tin pan I assumed to be a wash basin was the only furniture. He let go of me once we were in the dungeon room. He flashed that god-awful smile at me.
“This is where you will be kept. You are not to leave this room without my permission and you will always do exactly as I say, or I’ll have to punish you.” He said, still with that superior smirk of his. I didn’t intend on getting punished, but I soon found that sometimes he would punish me just to remind me that he could.
I was shackled with chains at all times and he held them so I was always at his mercy. I was to attend to his every whim, no matter how inane the errand. If I did the slightest thing wrong, he would hit me so hard that I was flung backwards to the floor. Sometimes he would make me go with out feeding for weeks on end. Keeping me weak and mild mannered I suppose. I was with him for nearly half a century before I was rescued. And oh, what a rescue it was.
I was in my dungeon room as usual, when I heard the voices. It was Dante’s voice and another man’s. He must have been another vampire, or he’d have been dead already. Either dead, or a pet like me. This is what I recall.
“You’re a monster! I’ve seen what you do, and I won’t let you anymore!” Said by the unknown man.
“Who do you think you are?! No one can stop me, and especially not a fledging such as you.” Dante replied nastily. There was a slight pause. “What are you smiling at?”
“Haha..I may be a fledgling, but I’m stronger than you would think. I am the child of Magnus!” The unknown man declared. I could hear the mockery in his voice.
“M..Magnus?” Dante stuttered. Well I certainly didn’t know who this Magnus was, but I commend him for striking fear in my master.
“That’s right. He was older than you even, and I have his strength coursing in my veins. Hahaha. I think it’s time for you to die..” I heard a strangled cry, and a struggle followed by silence. I sincerely hoped this new man had won. The next few moments in which I heard footsteps heading toward my dungeon seemed to be the longest I had endured.
Finally when the door was opened I looked up dreading that I would see Dante standing there. But it wasn’t, instead there stood a golden haired angel that gasped when he saw what my master had done to me. Dante had been starving me again, I was thin and frail. This new man recovered from his initial shock and strode in. I stared at him in awe of his beauty and how kind he seemed to be. “Don’t worry, I’m here to help you.” He assured me as he took my shackles and broke them free of the wall. He looked at where they were on my wrist and realized he couldn’t break them without hurting me. “Where does he keep the keys?” He asked helping me to stand.
“On a hook in the wall in his room.” I answered. My voice was quiet and raspy from screaming so often, and from my throat being dry. He took me with him out of the dungeon and I told him where Dante’s room was. He retrieved the keys and unlocked my shackles, throwing them aside disgustedly.
“What’s your name?” he asked as he undid the last of the restraints.
“Dominick..” I answered quickly. I supposed I wouldn’t mind living with this new master. He seemed like he would be kinder than Dante. He looked at me sympathetically as he helped me down the stairs.
“Well Dominick, you don’t have to worry about Dante anymore. I’ve dealt with him for you. I’ll get you food, but in the meantime you should drink from me. Otherwise you won’t have the strength to make it home with me.” We stopped in the parlor and he sat me down on the sofa. He kneeled in front of me and pulled down the collar of his shirt, guiding my mouth to his neck. “Drink.” he said softly.
I didn’t hesitate in obeying him; I sunk my teeth into his neck and drank hungrily. Oh what a sweet taste he had…I drank until he pulled me back and wiped the corner of my mouth with his thumb. “That’s enough for now. I will get you a victim later. Come with me.” he said getting up. I stood up too, my legs less shaky now and followed him out into the night. We walked for some time and into the city till we came to his small flat. I followed him inside, it was much nicer and much more homey feeling than Dante’s large cold mansion. He instructed me to sit on his bed and stay here while he went out to get me food. I did as told and didn’t move from the bed until he returned with a lovely young lady, who was unconscious. He laid her on the bed. “Drink all you want from her.” I looked up at him and smiled a little, I smiled for the first time in half a century for my beautiful angel master.
“Thank you..” I said before sinking my teeth into the woman’s neck and drinking until her heart stopped, then I pulled back. I felt much better now; I was stronger and less pale. But it would take time to gain the weight lost back. He disposed of the body and then sat with me on the bed. I studied his face while I had the chance. It was beautiful. Slender and smooth, framed by golden curls that touched his shoulders. His eyes were the most beautiful mix of light blue and violet. I looked away when he caught me staring. I expected a reprimand, but none came, instead he asked a question.
“How long were you with him?”
“Almost half a century…May I ask…. What is your name?” I answered shyly looking at him again. He smiled at me, oh I wanted him to always smile like that.
“I’m sorry for what he did to you. My name is Lestat de Lioncourt.” he said and gently brushed some hair from my eyes. “You should rest now. I’ll take care of you..”
I smiled and nodded, lying down on the bed. There were no windows in this room so I was safe from the sun. “Lestat…my new master.” I whispered, barely audible before I went to sleep. I had been having nightmares of Dante and when I woke I was screaming. Lestat was immediately at my side holding me and petting my hair.
“Shh…it’s alright..it’s just a dream..” he whispered soothingly to me. I clung to him until I calmed down, then I pulled back and looked down at my hands.
“I’m sorry, master Lestat..” I said quietly. I had left small bloodstains on his shirt from a couple tears that had escaped my eyes.
“What?..” He blinked at me and then pulled me to him again hugging me. “No, I’m not like Dante. I’m never going to treat you like that. You don’t have to call me master. I’m your friend.” I looked up at him confused. After all that time with Dante, I had come to believe that I was a sex slave, a toy. It confused me that I wasn’t going to be used that way.
“Friend?…Y..you don’t want to use me?” I asked.
“No, I’m not going to use you.” He replied running his fingers through my hair absently.
“Then…. what am I for?” I didn’t know what purpose I could serve, if not his pet. He smiled gently at me.
“To keep me company, someone to talk to. Some one for me to take care of..” Lestat explained. He stood, helping me up too. “It’s time to feed, or do you still feel too weak to go out?” I shook my head.
“I want to go. I haven’t been outside…for a long time.” He nodded and smiled again at me.
“Well, then we should get you something better to wear than those ragged pants.” Lestat turned and got one of his outfits for me to wear from a trunk. It was a very nice outfit, expensive looking. Though the fabric hung loosely on me due to my lack of weight. Once I had the clothes on we went out into the night. He stayed with me the whole while, making sure I didn’t get lost and that I got food. When we had both had our fill of blood, we went back to his small flat. I was tired but happy for once in my life. It had cheered me up considerably just being able to go outside, and now I stood outside in the small courtyard staring up at the stars. The night sky seemed completely fascinating to me, because I had not seen it in half a century.
“You find peace in the stars, Dominick?” Lestat said, suddenly beside me. I jumped slightly, I hadn’t heard him approach.
“I just…haven’t been able to look at it in so long. It’s like seeing everything for the first time again..” I answered looking over at him. He was smiling kindly at me. I smiled shyly back at him and returned my gaze to the sky.
It was a few months later that I was finally back to a healthy weight and I was much stronger than I had been. Lestat, my golden haired angel had been nursing me back to health. He never left me alone unless he had to. Consequently, we became quite close friends and I trusted him. He was happy that I was able to trust him and that I had stopped acting as submissive as I used to. He always gave me anything I asked for, which was never much and he always slept with me in his arms. I felt safe and protected with him.
I knew I was becoming attracted to him, but I was afraid to commit like that. The fear that I would be rejected or that I could be used again wouldn’t fully leave me. I knew that was stupid, Lestat had rescued me from that fate and he would never harm me intentionally, I just couldn’t help that feeling in the back of my mind.
One evening we sat in his room and he played the violin for me. He wouldn’t tell me the story behind the instrument, I sensed it was painful for him and so I didn’t press the matter. I loved watching him play it though. He would sway slowly at first and then go into a wild dance to the melody. He became lost in the music and it was these times that he was truly himself, no inhibitions. Often his songs were fast paced and wild, but sometimes he played lovely slow melodies that touched my heart. At present he was playing a slow one. This one was lovely, happy but sad all at once. It spoke of longing and desire. Lestat’s body moved gracefully to the tune, his eyes were closed and his brows drawn together in deep thought. When he finished and put down the violin, I clapped.
“That was beautiful! You play so well.” I told him smiling broadly. He smiled back at me and bowed to me.
“I’m glad you like it. I wrote it especially for you..” he said straightening up and put the violin back in its case. I blushed looking at him surprised.
“For me? Thank you…” I said lowering my eyes to my hands in my lap. Lestat sat beside me on the bed and took my hands in his. I raised my eyes to look into his beautiful violet ones. I gave him a questioning look.
“I wrote it for you because…I..I have come to love you dearly…more than just a friend..” he explained never once breaking eye contact with me. His hands rubbing mine gently. I could barely believe what I’d just heard. He loved me, like I had been dreaming about for a while now. At first I couldn’t speak at all, then I finally forced my voice to work.
“You..love me? Really?” I asked, still not quite believing it. When he nodded looking hopeful at me, I threw my arms around him and hugged him tightly. “Oh Lestat, I love you too!” I felt him let out the breath he’d been holding in relief that I felt the same. He brought his arms up to hug me back.
“I’m so relieved you feel the same. It would have been awful if you didn’t.” he said. I pulled back from the hug and smiled at him. He smiled softly back and brought one hand up to stroke the side of my face. I leaned into his touch, letting my eyes fall shut. After a few moments his hand moved to cup my chin gently and I opened my eyes. He was looking at me intently.
“May I kiss you?” he asked his voice soft. I nodded.
“Yes..” Then I closed my eyes again and leaned towards him. Our lips connected and I nearly moaned. Lestat’s lips were soft and warm, his tongue licked along my bottom lip questioning and not demanding. I granted him entrance and he slipped his tongue into my mouth. Our tongues battled slowly against each other but I gave him dominance. He gently pushed me onto my back and I slipped one hand into his hair drawing him closer to me and the other hand on his waist. His hand was in my hair and one working its way under my shirt. I made soft noises of encouragement and slipped my hand from his waist to move his shirt off his shoulders since it was already open. Both out shirts were soon gone and our hands explored each other’s chests as Lestat kissed his way down my neck and to my collarbone, occasionally nipping gently.
Lestat continued his path down my body, memorizing every inch with his mouth. I was moaning and arching under his ministrations. When he came to my pants, he stopped and looked up at me, asking permission with his eyes. I nodded to him and he pulled them off, resuming his kisses and nips. When he came to my hard length he licked the tip, causing me to shudder, and then licked the shaft of it all the way up. I moaned louder and bucked my hips impatiently. He smiled and held my hips in place while he kept my mouth busy sucking on his fingers. He took me into his mouth and sucked firmly. When his fingers were very slick, he removed them from my mouth and deep throated me as he slipped them in me.
I cried out, trying to buck my hips, but he still held them firmly in place. He moved his fingers around stretching me thoroughly. He moved them deep and I cried out louder this time as I came in his mouth. Lestat swallowed and moved back up to kiss me as he slipped his fingers out of me and slowly slid his own hard erection inside me. I gasped into the kiss and wrapped my legs around him, pulling him further in. He moaned and started moving slowly, I encouraged him to go faster by thrusting up against him. He did go faster and angled to hit my pleasure spot inside me. Soon we were both moaning loudly and I was saying unintelligible words of pleasure. We both moved harder and faster and I brought my hand down to stroke myself off.
I came first and with a few more thrusts, Lestat followed. He slid out of me and we lay panting in each others embrace for a few minutes. Lestat curled up next to me and stroked my face and hair.
“I love you Dominick.” he said smiling tiredly. I kissed his fingers and smiled back as I rested my head on his chest.
“And I you, Lestat.”
Ah, it seems perfect doesn’t it? But this is not where my story ends….it is only the beginning.
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I realize that this is moving at a rather fast pace, but this is the story of a vampire's whole life and we have nearly 200 years to cover. ^^ Reviews make me happy and a happy writer gives you more yaoi action. ~.^
by: YaoiQueen
warnings: This fic contains graphic sex scenes between two men. Don't like, Don't read. Rape, Angst, Vampire lovin', Blood sucking
Pairings: OC's OCxLestat LestatxLouis
Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Lestat or Louis. They belong to Anne Rice. I do however own Dominick, Antony, Eric, and Jade. Eric and Jade will not make an appearance until later in the story. Any Usage of these characters without asking will gain my wrath.
Description: This is the story of my life, or rather my death. I am Dominick LeFaye a two hundred year old vampire. I had long auburn hair and green eyes when I was alive. My eyes are now red and I have dyed my hair many different colors. I have a child of my own and a husband now…but I’m getting ahead of myself. Let us start at the beginning of my vampiric life and the end of my mortality.
Note: Lestat is mostly OOC in this because I suck at his personality..-.-;
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It is cold and damp tonight, but I have nowhere to get shelter from the cold. To a tourist, Paris is a beautiful, bustling city of people. They don’t see the other side of it, the dark, dirty homeless side of it. I live in that part of Paris. I didn’t always live like this. Once I had a home and family, but when I got older I decided to get into the theater business here. It was harder than I had thought, now I am barely able to feed myself. I haven’t had a decent room or a bath since I got here couple of weeks ago. Now I’m shivering in my rags looking for some shelter, as people push on around me. The nights are always more active than days in Paris. I wish I’d never come to the cursed city.
Suddenly, I feel a strong hand grab me as I pass by an alleyway. I want to scream but my attacker has covered my mouth. They pull me into the alley and shove me against the wall. It’s too dark to see my attacker, but I can see something glint in the moonlight near their face. A knife of some sort? I feel them lean close to my neck and I feel their hot breath there. I close my eyes tightly, not knowing what to expect. Then I feel a sharp pain at my neck, again I try to scream, but it is muffled by the attacker’s hand. I feel myself slipping away into the pain and then all goes black.
When I open my eyes, I am not in the alley or in the next world as I expected, but in a well furnished and dimly lit room. I groan when I try to sit up. My head and neck ache. Looking around me, I spot some bread and wine on a bedside table. I eat and drink hungrily; I haven’t eaten in so long. When I am finished I look down at myself and notice that I am in fine new clothes and my skin is clean. I am concerned as to who bathed and clothed me, but suddenly I feel very tired. I think maybe there was something in the food...but I can’t work it out in my groggy mind. I lay back on the pillows of the grand bed I’m in and slip back into sleep.
When next I awoke a dark haired man is leaning over me smiling. He was beautiful, yet somehow inhuman looking. I wanted to touch him but at the same time I was repelled by him. His eyes were as dark as his ebony hair and his skin was white as milk.
Finally, he spoke, “Ah, my dear Dominick. You have no idea how long I have wanted you…” His voice was soft, but perfectly clear. Such a wonderful sound. I cleared my mind of such thoughts and reminded myself that I should be angry, suspicious, anything but worshipful.
“Who are you?” I asked managing to make myself sound angry. He chuckled quietly at me and caressed my face.
“You don’t have to act angry Dominick. I know your true thoughts.” He laughed again. “My name is Antony and I am the one who will give you a new, better life.” With that, Antony leaned over me and for a moment I thought he would kiss me. But he went straight to my neck. I became frightened and tried to push him off me, but I couldn’t. I felt the same pain as before only this time I did not faint. I felt myself becoming weaker. The emptiness of sleep, or oblivion I don’t know which, was drawing closer and I wanted so much to drift into it and leave this burning pain behind.
Finally, when the blessed darkness was within my reach, Antony pulled away and whispered in my ear. “You will die unless you let me save you. Do you want to live?” Save me? He’s the reason I was in this state. I didn’t have much choice did I? I didn’t want to die. I don’t really know whether I spoke aloud or if he heard my thoughts somehow, but suddenly his wrist was over my mouth and his blood was dripping down into it. At first I didn’t want to drink it, but soon I found the taste good and I felt some strength returning to me. I attached myself to his wrist and sucked harshly at it.
After a few moments more, he pried me off him. I hadn’t nearly had enough; I wanted more of the salty sweet liquid. I tried for his wrist again but he held me back.
“You shall have more soon enough.” he promised. Suddenly I was overtaken by a horrible pain in my stomach. Just as suddenly, the pain stopped and I opened my eyes, which I hadn’t realized that I had closed. My surroundings looked different from before, yet they were the same. Everything I looked at seemed to glow with beauty. Then I saw Antony over me. He too was even more beautiful. “You can now see with a vampire’s eyes Dominick. Welcome to eternity.” He whispered then leaned down and kissed me on the lips. He smirked at me when he broke the kiss. “Come, you shall have your first kill and then we must retire for it is close to dawn.” Antony led me outside of his home. He found a poor street rat and, just as he had with me, pulled him into an alley. I followed not caring for the young boy Antony had chosen for me, I only heard the blood pounding in the boy’s veins and immediately wanted it.
Antony pointed out the spot on his neck. “Take it from here, and you must stop before the heart does or you will be drawn into the death and die along with him.” I nodded and knelt beside the boy. He was frightened into silence and stillness. Slowly I lowered my mouth to his neck. I breathed deep the rich smell of him and licked his neck before I bit down. The blood was warm and exquisite in my mouth, running down my throat. It was with great reluctance that I stopped drinking before the heart stopped, just as Antony had instructed. Once my thirst was slated, I realized what I’d just done. I wept silently for the boy as Antony led me back to his home with his arm around me. I knew there was no turning back from this, but then a part of me didn’t want to.
We made it back to his home, which was just outside the city, and Antony led me to the basement. The basement was dark, lit only by a few torches along the wall. In the center of the room was a fairly large ornate coffin.
“This is where we will both sleep, until I get a coffin for you.” Antony said opening the coffin. It was lined with silk and had a silk pillow. When I looked skeptical, he continued. “The sun will burn you unless you sleep in a coffin.” I looked at the walls of the small basement.
“But there are no windows for the sun to come through.” I argued. He smiled and nodded.
“Yes, but it also helps if a stranger were to come here. They would think it was a tomb and leave without realizing that a murderer actually lies within. And make no mistake, we are killers. Now, we will talk more tomorrow night, I will get in the coffin first and you will lie with me.” Antony explained. He then climbed into the coffin and laid sideways to make room for me. I hesitated, but then decided it was best not to argue and climbed in as well. Antony closed the lid and we were blanketed in complete darkness, though I could still see him well enough. We arranged ourselves so that we had our arms around each other. We were face to face and I could see him smile at me. “Good night dear Dominick.” he whispered and kissed my lips.
“Good night Antony.” I whispered back and closed my eyes. When I awoke the next night, I found that I had shifted on top of him in my sleep. He was already awake and smiled slightly as I blushed and got out of the coffin. “S…Sorry..” I stuttered in my embarrassment. He grinned at me slyly as he rose from the coffin.
“Don’t be sorry my dear, I quite enjoyed it.” Antony said. He put his arm over my shoulders as he directed me upstairs and outside. We walked into Paris and began to roam the streets until Antony spotted a delicious looking young woman. “Now Dominick, let’s see how you do catching the victim yourself.” He said and gave me a slight push to encourage me. I hadn’t changed from the outfit Antony put on me last night, which was a loose fitting white long sleeved shirt and a green silk overcoat with tight fitting black pants. My hair hung loose around my shoulders and my eyes glittered with hunger. I was no doubt a beautiful and deadly sight. I approached the woman with a friendly smile; I bowed as I stopped in front of her.
“Excuse me miss, but I couldn’t help noticing how beautiful you are. Would you mind terribly if I walked with you?” I gave her my most award-winning smile. The fastest way to a woman’s heart was a compliment and a smile. She seemed in awe of my own beauty which rivaled her own. She then accepted my offer and we looped arms and began to walk down the street. We talked as we came nearer to a more abandoned place. I told her I was in the theater, but I was not famous yet.
“Oh, then that explains the odd color of your eyes. Forgive me, but how do you make them look red?” She asked as we arrived at an old part of the park, which was empty. I was startled at her statement. My eyes were supposed to be green, not red! I’ll have to ask Antony about it later. I then composed myself and laughed.
“Are they still red? Ha, I must have forgotten…well, you know I can’t tell you the secrets of theater. If I did it wouldn’t be any fun!” She laughed too.
“Yes, I suppose you’re right.” Then she spotted a park bench. “Oh good, do you mind if we sit? We’ve been walking for so long.” I shook my head and led her to the bench.
“That’s a good idea.” We sat next to each other on the bench and I smiled as I leaned closer to her. I kissed her lips then her jaw and when I got to her neck I licked and then bit. She couldn’t make any sounds, as I had torn her voice box when I bit. Just like the night before I felt the exquisite pleasure of the blood. I forced myself to stop before she was dead, then I saw Antony emerge from the shadows nearby.
“Very good my dear. You are indeed a seductive vampire. But in the future you should not take so long to kill them.” He told me as he shoved the woman’s body off the bench and took her place next to me. Antony held my jaw in one hand and kissed me, he parted my lips with his tongue. I tried to pull away, I didn’t want this, but his hand on my jaw held me in place. He pulled back a second later licking his lips. “Ah yes…she had sweet blood.” He had released me and I wiped my mouth glaring at him. He caught my glare. “Did you not like my kiss? You are gay are you not? Now that you are my fledgling I can not read your thoughts like when you were human. Though I did gather that you preferred men before I changed you.” he explained.
“I am, but I still barely know you. I would prefer to know you much better before I give myself in any sexual way.” I told him.
“I’m sorry then.” Antony apologized and stood up. He offered me his hand. “Let’s go home and I will then answer all your questions.” I took his hand and got up off the bench, we held hands all the way home. We sat in the lounge of Antony’s home in chairs across from each other. He smiled graciously. “So what do you wish to ask me?” I sat forward.
“Why have my eyes turned red?” I asked.
“The change affects us all differently. You were a unique case.” he stated simply.
“On coffins, Could we not simply sleep in a windowless room in a bed?” He smiled again patiently.
“I suppose, if you have a secure enough home.” I was a bit happier now.
“Then why don’t we brick up the windows in the bedrooms and we may have our own sleeping spaces?”
“I have only one bedroom.” Antony explained.
“Still, that’s more room for us than the coffin.” I pressed on with it until he relented. We spent the better half of the evening buying supplies and then bricking up the two large windows in the bedroom. When we were done, we both had worked up a sweat. Both of us wanted a bath.
“I also only have one bathroom.” Antony said knowing that I too needed a bath. “I do like to conserve water, we should take a bath together.” I looked up at him.
“Now you are openly trying to get me to sleep with you.” I stated rather annoyed with his advances.
“Oh come now, after this favor I did for you, don’t I deserve just a little something?” He said pouting. I sighed not wanting to argue and really needing to be clean.
“Alright, I’ll take a bath with you, but you had better not try anything.” I said sternly. He smiled brightly.
“Good. I promise not to try anything. Follow me.” He led me into the bathroom and started filling the tub with hot water as we undressed. The bath was large enough for us to sit on opposite sides and only barely touch. I let myself relax as the warm water massaged my body. I felt Antony get into the tub and paid him no attention until I felt his hand on my thigh. I opened my eyes and glared at him.
“Remove your hand from my thigh. There is plenty of room for us not to touch at all. Besides you promised not to try anything.” I said. He only smirked and moved to pin me in the tub.
“But I know you want me, why not just give in?” he asked, his lips barely brushing mine. He had settled on my lap and I could feel his arousal pressing against my stomach. I was sure he could feel mine against his rear. How could I not be aroused with a beautiful naked man in my lap? But I didn’t like being forced into this kind of thing.
“Antony, I don’t want...” But his lips were on mine before I could finish. His tongue entered my mouth and his hand strayed down to my nipple. I moaned slightly into the kiss, but brought my hands up to his shoulders to push him away. I wasn’t strong enough though, and as he rubbed himself against me, I lost the will to resist. He pulled back from the kiss.
“Still not want this?” he asked, giving my nipple a pinch.
“Nnn…I want it...” I panted. He smirked and got off me.
“Then let’s take this into the bedroom.” He stepped out of the tub and I followed into the bedroom. Once there, Antony pushed me onto the bed and pulled my legs around him. He kissed me passionately as one of his hands teasingly circled my entrance. His other hand was toying with my nipple. My moan was swallowed by our kiss.
“Well, well, isn’t this a lovely sight.” said a deep, Italian accented voice. Antony and I jumped up and frantically looked around the room. A man dressed in all black with dark hair and blue eyes stepped from a shadowed corner. He smirked at us with his arms folded across his chest.
“D..Dante..” Antony stuttered. He looked afraid. I never thought I would see Antony afraid of anyone or anything. But this dark man struck fear in him. I was confused and also afraid. Dante smiled, which is not a pleasant thing when combined with the pure evil in his eyes.
“I’m glad to see you remember me my pet, but don’t worry. I haven’t come for you, I’ve come for your beautiful new friend.” Dante then turned his evil gaze upon me. I cowered back from him. “I wanted him before you’d spoiled his innocence.” Antony worked up some courage or maybe it was only anger, but he moved between Dante and me.
“I won’t let you have him! I won’t let you torture him as you did me!” Antony snarled at him. Dante flashed that evil smile again and stepped closer. “Oh, you won’t my pet? Hahahaha. And how do you propose to stop me?”
“I’ll do all that I can and I’m not your pet anymore!” Antony yelled and charged at Dante. The evil vampire narrowed his eyes and easily caught Antony by the throat. Antony gave a hoarse cry and pried at Dante’s fingers, but to no avail. Dante was obviously the stronger one. I was frozen with shock and fear the whole time. I knew there was nothing I could do against Dante, he was simply too strong. He bit into Antony’s throat and I watched helplessly as he drank him dry. Finally, as he dropped Antony’s body and started toward me, I came to my senses and tried to run. He caught me effortlessly and pulled me to him. My backside made contact with his front and I felt his straining arousal.
“N..no…” I mumbled and struggled, but he held me in place.
“Don’t fight me Dominick, or you’ll end up like Antony.” He whispered in my ear. He suddenly flung me to the bed and undid his pants, letting them drop to the floor. He kicked out of them, and then pulled off his shirt. I tried running again as he came towards me, but he flung me back onto the bed. “I told you not to fight me. Now do as I say and maybe I’ll let you live.” he growled climbing onto the bed and pushing my face into his crotch. His erection rubbed in my face. “Suck it.” he ordered. When I didn’t move at first he pulled my hair hard. “I said suck it!”
“Ah!” I cried out, tears forming in my eyes at the hair tug. Afraid of what he would do to me if I didn’t, I took him into my mouth and sucked him. He gripped my hair and held me in place. Soon he was moaning and bucking up into my mouth, choking me with his cock. I hoped he would stop before he came. I didn’t want his seed in my mouth, the damned bastard. He released my hair and pulled out of my mouth. Then ordered me to turn around and raise my ass. I did as told only because I didn’t want to die. I knew what was coming next, and I could only hope that he wouldn’t hurt me too badly. He grabbed my hips when I was in the position he wanted. I felt his cock pressing against my hole. No preparation at all? Oh god..someone help me.. I gripped the sheets tightly and prepared myself for the pain I was about to experience. He pushed into me roughly and quickly. “AAHHHHHH!” I screamed in agony. I felt myself tearing and bleeding. Not only was I a virgin, but he hadn’t stretched me at all. I heard Dante laugh.
“Yes..scream for me..” he began thrusting into me fast and hard, each time causing me more pain. I was sobbing into the sheets under me, which were now blood soaked. Finally he came inside me and pulled out panting. I let my hips drop to the bed not moving. I lay there broken and crying, hoping he would just leave. But he just got dressed and told me to get up. I didn’t move. “Get up!” he yelled now grabbing my hair and hauling me up by it.
“Ah!” I cried out and went with his pulling so it would hurt less. He shoved me towards the bathroom.
“Go clean yourself up, and then you’re coming home with me, pet.” I limped into the bathroom. The bathwater hadn’t been drained so I slipped in and let the water wash off the blood from my torn hole. The water turned a reddish color with it all. I got out and toweled off then drained the water. I washed my face because it had red blood tears staining it. I pulled on my pants, which had been left there earlier, and finally went back to the bedroom where Dante was. “Took you long enough, and who said you could get dressed?” he said crossing his arms. I couldn’t look at him, I didn’t want to see his face. “Well?” he prompted. I supposed he wanted me to say something for getting dressed without permission, even if it was only pants.
“Sorry..” I mumbled, still not looking him in the face.
“Sorry master. “ He corrected. I could hear the smirk of satisfaction in his voice. He’d destroyed me so easily. I was a good pet…I muttered the ‘sorry master’ cringing at the words. I never thought I’d end up like this. Two nights into my existence as a vampire, and already a pitiful slave to a master. He led me out of Antony’s home, keeping a grip on my arm in case I decided to run. I looked back once as we walked away. If only I hadn’t let Antony change me…none of this would be happening to me. We arrived fairly quickly at Dante’s mansion. It was much larger and grander than Antony’s…but I knew I would never appreciate any of it. I was led into a dark windowless room; a dungeon was the only word I could think of to describe it at first sight.
There were even shackles on the walls. Two torches on either side of the door were the only light, still I could see clearly enough. A small cot was in one corner of the room and a small tin pan I assumed to be a wash basin was the only furniture. He let go of me once we were in the dungeon room. He flashed that god-awful smile at me.
“This is where you will be kept. You are not to leave this room without my permission and you will always do exactly as I say, or I’ll have to punish you.” He said, still with that superior smirk of his. I didn’t intend on getting punished, but I soon found that sometimes he would punish me just to remind me that he could.
I was shackled with chains at all times and he held them so I was always at his mercy. I was to attend to his every whim, no matter how inane the errand. If I did the slightest thing wrong, he would hit me so hard that I was flung backwards to the floor. Sometimes he would make me go with out feeding for weeks on end. Keeping me weak and mild mannered I suppose. I was with him for nearly half a century before I was rescued. And oh, what a rescue it was.
I was in my dungeon room as usual, when I heard the voices. It was Dante’s voice and another man’s. He must have been another vampire, or he’d have been dead already. Either dead, or a pet like me. This is what I recall.
“You’re a monster! I’ve seen what you do, and I won’t let you anymore!” Said by the unknown man.
“Who do you think you are?! No one can stop me, and especially not a fledging such as you.” Dante replied nastily. There was a slight pause. “What are you smiling at?”
“Haha..I may be a fledgling, but I’m stronger than you would think. I am the child of Magnus!” The unknown man declared. I could hear the mockery in his voice.
“M..Magnus?” Dante stuttered. Well I certainly didn’t know who this Magnus was, but I commend him for striking fear in my master.
“That’s right. He was older than you even, and I have his strength coursing in my veins. Hahaha. I think it’s time for you to die..” I heard a strangled cry, and a struggle followed by silence. I sincerely hoped this new man had won. The next few moments in which I heard footsteps heading toward my dungeon seemed to be the longest I had endured.
Finally when the door was opened I looked up dreading that I would see Dante standing there. But it wasn’t, instead there stood a golden haired angel that gasped when he saw what my master had done to me. Dante had been starving me again, I was thin and frail. This new man recovered from his initial shock and strode in. I stared at him in awe of his beauty and how kind he seemed to be. “Don’t worry, I’m here to help you.” He assured me as he took my shackles and broke them free of the wall. He looked at where they were on my wrist and realized he couldn’t break them without hurting me. “Where does he keep the keys?” He asked helping me to stand.
“On a hook in the wall in his room.” I answered. My voice was quiet and raspy from screaming so often, and from my throat being dry. He took me with him out of the dungeon and I told him where Dante’s room was. He retrieved the keys and unlocked my shackles, throwing them aside disgustedly.
“What’s your name?” he asked as he undid the last of the restraints.
“Dominick..” I answered quickly. I supposed I wouldn’t mind living with this new master. He seemed like he would be kinder than Dante. He looked at me sympathetically as he helped me down the stairs.
“Well Dominick, you don’t have to worry about Dante anymore. I’ve dealt with him for you. I’ll get you food, but in the meantime you should drink from me. Otherwise you won’t have the strength to make it home with me.” We stopped in the parlor and he sat me down on the sofa. He kneeled in front of me and pulled down the collar of his shirt, guiding my mouth to his neck. “Drink.” he said softly.
I didn’t hesitate in obeying him; I sunk my teeth into his neck and drank hungrily. Oh what a sweet taste he had…I drank until he pulled me back and wiped the corner of my mouth with his thumb. “That’s enough for now. I will get you a victim later. Come with me.” he said getting up. I stood up too, my legs less shaky now and followed him out into the night. We walked for some time and into the city till we came to his small flat. I followed him inside, it was much nicer and much more homey feeling than Dante’s large cold mansion. He instructed me to sit on his bed and stay here while he went out to get me food. I did as told and didn’t move from the bed until he returned with a lovely young lady, who was unconscious. He laid her on the bed. “Drink all you want from her.” I looked up at him and smiled a little, I smiled for the first time in half a century for my beautiful angel master.
“Thank you..” I said before sinking my teeth into the woman’s neck and drinking until her heart stopped, then I pulled back. I felt much better now; I was stronger and less pale. But it would take time to gain the weight lost back. He disposed of the body and then sat with me on the bed. I studied his face while I had the chance. It was beautiful. Slender and smooth, framed by golden curls that touched his shoulders. His eyes were the most beautiful mix of light blue and violet. I looked away when he caught me staring. I expected a reprimand, but none came, instead he asked a question.
“How long were you with him?”
“Almost half a century…May I ask…. What is your name?” I answered shyly looking at him again. He smiled at me, oh I wanted him to always smile like that.
“I’m sorry for what he did to you. My name is Lestat de Lioncourt.” he said and gently brushed some hair from my eyes. “You should rest now. I’ll take care of you..”
I smiled and nodded, lying down on the bed. There were no windows in this room so I was safe from the sun. “Lestat…my new master.” I whispered, barely audible before I went to sleep. I had been having nightmares of Dante and when I woke I was screaming. Lestat was immediately at my side holding me and petting my hair.
“Shh…it’s alright..it’s just a dream..” he whispered soothingly to me. I clung to him until I calmed down, then I pulled back and looked down at my hands.
“I’m sorry, master Lestat..” I said quietly. I had left small bloodstains on his shirt from a couple tears that had escaped my eyes.
“What?..” He blinked at me and then pulled me to him again hugging me. “No, I’m not like Dante. I’m never going to treat you like that. You don’t have to call me master. I’m your friend.” I looked up at him confused. After all that time with Dante, I had come to believe that I was a sex slave, a toy. It confused me that I wasn’t going to be used that way.
“Friend?…Y..you don’t want to use me?” I asked.
“No, I’m not going to use you.” He replied running his fingers through my hair absently.
“Then…. what am I for?” I didn’t know what purpose I could serve, if not his pet. He smiled gently at me.
“To keep me company, someone to talk to. Some one for me to take care of..” Lestat explained. He stood, helping me up too. “It’s time to feed, or do you still feel too weak to go out?” I shook my head.
“I want to go. I haven’t been outside…for a long time.” He nodded and smiled again at me.
“Well, then we should get you something better to wear than those ragged pants.” Lestat turned and got one of his outfits for me to wear from a trunk. It was a very nice outfit, expensive looking. Though the fabric hung loosely on me due to my lack of weight. Once I had the clothes on we went out into the night. He stayed with me the whole while, making sure I didn’t get lost and that I got food. When we had both had our fill of blood, we went back to his small flat. I was tired but happy for once in my life. It had cheered me up considerably just being able to go outside, and now I stood outside in the small courtyard staring up at the stars. The night sky seemed completely fascinating to me, because I had not seen it in half a century.
“You find peace in the stars, Dominick?” Lestat said, suddenly beside me. I jumped slightly, I hadn’t heard him approach.
“I just…haven’t been able to look at it in so long. It’s like seeing everything for the first time again..” I answered looking over at him. He was smiling kindly at me. I smiled shyly back at him and returned my gaze to the sky.
It was a few months later that I was finally back to a healthy weight and I was much stronger than I had been. Lestat, my golden haired angel had been nursing me back to health. He never left me alone unless he had to. Consequently, we became quite close friends and I trusted him. He was happy that I was able to trust him and that I had stopped acting as submissive as I used to. He always gave me anything I asked for, which was never much and he always slept with me in his arms. I felt safe and protected with him.
I knew I was becoming attracted to him, but I was afraid to commit like that. The fear that I would be rejected or that I could be used again wouldn’t fully leave me. I knew that was stupid, Lestat had rescued me from that fate and he would never harm me intentionally, I just couldn’t help that feeling in the back of my mind.
One evening we sat in his room and he played the violin for me. He wouldn’t tell me the story behind the instrument, I sensed it was painful for him and so I didn’t press the matter. I loved watching him play it though. He would sway slowly at first and then go into a wild dance to the melody. He became lost in the music and it was these times that he was truly himself, no inhibitions. Often his songs were fast paced and wild, but sometimes he played lovely slow melodies that touched my heart. At present he was playing a slow one. This one was lovely, happy but sad all at once. It spoke of longing and desire. Lestat’s body moved gracefully to the tune, his eyes were closed and his brows drawn together in deep thought. When he finished and put down the violin, I clapped.
“That was beautiful! You play so well.” I told him smiling broadly. He smiled back at me and bowed to me.
“I’m glad you like it. I wrote it especially for you..” he said straightening up and put the violin back in its case. I blushed looking at him surprised.
“For me? Thank you…” I said lowering my eyes to my hands in my lap. Lestat sat beside me on the bed and took my hands in his. I raised my eyes to look into his beautiful violet ones. I gave him a questioning look.
“I wrote it for you because…I..I have come to love you dearly…more than just a friend..” he explained never once breaking eye contact with me. His hands rubbing mine gently. I could barely believe what I’d just heard. He loved me, like I had been dreaming about for a while now. At first I couldn’t speak at all, then I finally forced my voice to work.
“You..love me? Really?” I asked, still not quite believing it. When he nodded looking hopeful at me, I threw my arms around him and hugged him tightly. “Oh Lestat, I love you too!” I felt him let out the breath he’d been holding in relief that I felt the same. He brought his arms up to hug me back.
“I’m so relieved you feel the same. It would have been awful if you didn’t.” he said. I pulled back from the hug and smiled at him. He smiled softly back and brought one hand up to stroke the side of my face. I leaned into his touch, letting my eyes fall shut. After a few moments his hand moved to cup my chin gently and I opened my eyes. He was looking at me intently.
“May I kiss you?” he asked his voice soft. I nodded.
“Yes..” Then I closed my eyes again and leaned towards him. Our lips connected and I nearly moaned. Lestat’s lips were soft and warm, his tongue licked along my bottom lip questioning and not demanding. I granted him entrance and he slipped his tongue into my mouth. Our tongues battled slowly against each other but I gave him dominance. He gently pushed me onto my back and I slipped one hand into his hair drawing him closer to me and the other hand on his waist. His hand was in my hair and one working its way under my shirt. I made soft noises of encouragement and slipped my hand from his waist to move his shirt off his shoulders since it was already open. Both out shirts were soon gone and our hands explored each other’s chests as Lestat kissed his way down my neck and to my collarbone, occasionally nipping gently.
Lestat continued his path down my body, memorizing every inch with his mouth. I was moaning and arching under his ministrations. When he came to my pants, he stopped and looked up at me, asking permission with his eyes. I nodded to him and he pulled them off, resuming his kisses and nips. When he came to my hard length he licked the tip, causing me to shudder, and then licked the shaft of it all the way up. I moaned louder and bucked my hips impatiently. He smiled and held my hips in place while he kept my mouth busy sucking on his fingers. He took me into his mouth and sucked firmly. When his fingers were very slick, he removed them from my mouth and deep throated me as he slipped them in me.
I cried out, trying to buck my hips, but he still held them firmly in place. He moved his fingers around stretching me thoroughly. He moved them deep and I cried out louder this time as I came in his mouth. Lestat swallowed and moved back up to kiss me as he slipped his fingers out of me and slowly slid his own hard erection inside me. I gasped into the kiss and wrapped my legs around him, pulling him further in. He moaned and started moving slowly, I encouraged him to go faster by thrusting up against him. He did go faster and angled to hit my pleasure spot inside me. Soon we were both moaning loudly and I was saying unintelligible words of pleasure. We both moved harder and faster and I brought my hand down to stroke myself off.
I came first and with a few more thrusts, Lestat followed. He slid out of me and we lay panting in each others embrace for a few minutes. Lestat curled up next to me and stroked my face and hair.
“I love you Dominick.” he said smiling tiredly. I kissed his fingers and smiled back as I rested my head on his chest.
“And I you, Lestat.”
Ah, it seems perfect doesn’t it? But this is not where my story ends….it is only the beginning.
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I realize that this is moving at a rather fast pace, but this is the story of a vampire's whole life and we have nearly 200 years to cover. ^^ Reviews make me happy and a happy writer gives you more yaoi action. ~.^
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