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vigorliTitle: The Blood Red Rose 13/?
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mamashope
Beta:romanabunny
Pairing: Vigorli and others
Rating: NC17 to be safe
Warning: Male sexual action, strong language.
Disclaimer: This is all a big fat lie, and I am receiving no money for this.
Banner Made by my sweet friendteamane
The Blood Red Rose.
Part Thirteen.
The sun came up revealing a clear and bright morning. The birds were singing merrily in the trees and the children came out from their houses to play. The dogs up and down Drew Lane were barking and then a scream pierced the air.
****
David’s phone rang shrilly as he tossed and turned in his sleep. Orlando’s story had really disturbed him and caused him to have nightmares. The little sleep that he had gotten had been pointless, for he had dreamed of a shadowy figure chasing him through the park. The phone rang again and this time it startled him awake.
“Hello?” he asked sleepily.
“David? This is Bernard Hill There was another murder last night. David, it’s worse. This one seems to have been tortured before he was killed. I need you to come in and take a look.” Hill said.
“I’m on my way,” David replied as he hung up the phone and went in to take a quick shower.
****
About half an hour later Orlando’s phone rang.
“Hello?” Orlando asked.
“Orli, its David. We have another one and whether Hill likes it or not, I want you there. After last night, you have a right to be.”
Orlando hesitated.
“Alright, I’ll meet you there.”
****
An hour later, and after a very heated argument with Hill, David and Orlando stood at the table in the morgue.
“Most of it is exactly like the other murders, except that this poor kid was tortured.” The new Chief Medical Examiner, Tom Stall said.
“May we see the body please?” David asked softly.
“Yes, of course. I haven’t gotten much done yet, just the basic first check. He’s a fucking mess.” Tom said with a slight shake of his head.
They walked over to the third table, where the body was laid. The white sheet over the boys body and the ghostly pale skin were almost the exact same shade. Orlando felt his knees start to shake as his eyes took in the face of the boy.
“Fuck!” he exclaimed, as he turned away.
“I take it you forgot one, huh?” David asked sympathetically.
“Yeah. This is Richie. He was friends with Jeff. I was told he had left the streets about seven months ago.”
“The two differences in this case are the torturing and this one had blue eyes.” Tom said as he turned the boy over. There were welts all up and down the kids back. “Some of these are old, but you can see that some are new. Now take a look at this.”
He held up the boy’s arms, “See these abrasions? He was tied down. He also has some bite marks here.” Tom said, indicating Richie’s inner thigh. David and Orlando looked at the bite marks that ran all along his thighs.
“That fucking bastard,” Orlando said venomously, as he turned and stormed out of the room.
David caught him in the hallway.
“Orli, wait. You have to tell me who is doing this.”
“David, I can’t, I told you he will know. If he finds out he will come after you. I’m done playing games according to his rules. This ends now,” he said as he walked away and left David standing there watching him.
‘Please, Orlando. Be careful. Don’t do anything stupid,’ he thought as he went back into the room.
****
As night fell over the town, Orlando set about his work. Tonight he would find Viggo and put an end to this shit once and for all. He grabbed his black leather jacket off the back of the chair and his keys from the hook as he headed out the door.
****
Craig returned to the apartment, where Andy was waiting for him.
He smiled at the boy, as he held out his hand to him, “Come lover, I have need of you.”
Andy went to him and took his hand as the vampire led him into the bedroom.
****
Viggo felt Orlando’s anger and laughed as he leapt from roof to roof.
“So beautiful, you want to find me? Well then I shall allow you to do just that,” he said with an evil laugh.
He paced himself…already knowing where the young man was heading. He worked himself along the rooftops and hid deep in the shadows of the darkness. He arrived at the old factory just a few minutes before Orlando. Placing his hands on his hips he looked around.
“Hmmm, now where?” He asked himself. “Ahhh, of course, the perfect spot.” He laughed as he jumped down to the ground below.
Orlando’s heart was racing as his car screeched to a halt in front of the old factory. He got out and ran into the old parking lot. He was angry, probably too angry to be thinking straight, or he wouldn’t have come here. He reached inside his jacket seeking the comfort of the cold metal of his gun.
‘Not that this is going to do much good if Craig is telling me the truth. I am sure that a gun isn’t going to faze him,’ he thought feeling a little nervous, he placed the gun in his belt behind his back.
‘Oh well, whether it works or not, it ends tonight.’ He thought as he drew a deep breath to steady himself.
As he proceeded farther into the darkness between the trailers he felt an overwhelming fear seize him. He could hear breathing but he couldn’t tell where it was coming from.
“Okay, you bastard. Playtime is over. Show yourself!” Orlando yelled angrily.
“You seem a little pissed off, beautiful,” came the raspy response from someplace near by.
“Come and face me, I’ll show you how pissed off I am,” Orlando yelled into the surrounding darkness.
A shape stepped out from between two trailers.
“Okay, baby; here I am. So why are you so angry tonight?” the man asked with a small smirk.
“Why? After what you did to Richie?” Orlando said as he pulled his gun from behind his back and aimed it. “How dare you? Tell me, Viggo, why? Why did you have to torture him? What made him any different from the others? Tell me, damn you. I want to know before I blow you to hell.” Orlando spit out angrily.
“Orlando, you really should put that away before someone gets hurt,” Viggo said as he advanced toward the other man.
“Don’t,” Orlando warned.
“Hah, go ahead, baby. Pull the trigger,” Viggo said as he continued to get closer.
“I have every right to blow your fucking head off. There’s not a court in the world that wouldn’t agree with my actions, you murdering bastard.” Orlando yelled as he pulled the trigger.
The gun slipped from his hand as he watched the bullets hit their mark and the other man didn’t even finch.
Viggo bent down and picked up the gun from the ground, he looked at the pale face of the young man as he crushed the piece of metal in his hand like it was nothing more than a piece of paper.
“What….what the fuck are you?” Orlando asked his voice shaking.
“Hmmm, I think you already know that. I know that you have met Craig…didn’t he tell you about me?” Viggo asked with a knowing smile.
“Yes…he told me. He told me that you murdered his brother. He said that you were a….a vampire. I didn’t believe him…not at first anyway.”
“Tell me Orlando. How did he convince you?”
Orlando just shook his head as a tremor of fear went through him.
Viggo laughed. “Did he bite you, baby? No, if he had, you wouldn’t be here right now.”
“Why? Why did you torture that poor kid? I don’t understand.” Orlando said the tears threatening to fall.
“Is it important? Why? I guess to a mortal it might be, but I can’t give you an answer that will satisfy you. I have been in a real bad mood and he just happened to be convenient. You can understand that, can’t you, baby?”
“No….no I can’t understand that. What I do understand is that I am going to David and telling him all about you. Then, Viggo, we will hunt you down like the monster that you are.”
“Hmmm,” Viggo said as he shook his head. “So Craig has convinced you that I am some kind of monster, has he? Well my sweet Orlando, I am no more of a monster than you are. Yes, I have taken lives….but it was revenge.”
“Revenge? And how is it that you justify murder with the word revenge, Viggo?” Orlando asked.
“I kill because of what was done to someone that I cared about. You look surprised. Even I once loved. Is that really so inconceivable? He was so beautiful….and mankind stole him from me. I think that I am justified in what I have done.” Viggo said, his voice low and almost hard to hear.
“That was Mark, I take it?” Orlando felt something almost like pity for this creature.
“Ahh, ever faithful Craig. I see he has told you. So I was right. He blames me for Mark’s death…the poor bastard. He never did understand that I was helpless to help Mark.”
“He almost made it sound like you and he were once lovers,” Orlando said before he even realized he was going to.
“In a sense, we were. Why? Is there a reason for your curiosity, baby? Jealous perhaps, my beauty?” Viggo said as he closed the remaining distance between them.
Orlando tried to step back…but Viggo was quicker, and grabbed his arm. He pulled the young man closer to him.
“Let me tell you that which Craig obviously didn’t. Mark was on his way to see Craig the night he died. It had taken me months to convince him to try to contact Craig again. Mark was afraid that he would reject him once more, and Mark just couldn’t handle the thought of that. He had finally started to visit with his brother when he found out that Craig was going to die. He offered Craig the gift of life, which, no matter what Craig might say, he accepted gladly. Mark was going there that night to finish the turning. I heard Mark call to me….but Father, he wouldn’t let me go to him. Instead he chained me up down in the basement, damn his soul to Hell,” Viggo hissed.
“Viggo?” Orlando said softly.
“I don’t blame Craig for Mark’s death….but Father. Yes, I blame Father for it. If only he had let me go to Mark. I might have been able to stop them. Mark would not have died alone. I could have saved him,” Viggo’s voice broke. “What I am angry with Craig for is the fact that he has hunted me since. I am tired of the chase, Orlando. I am tired of running and I swear I will not run any longer. If he seeks his death so hungrily, then let him come. I shall grant it to him.”
Orlando noted the red glow that appeared in Viggo’s blue-grey eyes. “So you would kill Craig?” he asked softly.
“Isn’t that the law of the jungle, per say. Kill or be killed. Craig should know better than to fuck with me. I have warned him. I even tried to help him. It was I who finished his turning. It was I who trained him. It was my bed that he sought, and yes, I was his lover. I really wanted to help him. Then one night, I came back to my home and Craig attacked me. He swore he would kill me for what had happened to his brother. I remember I tried to reason with him. He had been biding his time, until his strength grew. The whole time he mocked my compassion for him. I have no use for such betrayal, Orlando. As for you, my sweet. Think twice before you threaten me again,” Viggo said as he grabbed Orlando’s arm and twisted it slightly, but enough that Orlando ended up on his knees.
Orlando thought his arm would come out of its socket as the pain ripped through him.
“Now, tell me, baby. What else did Craig tell you?” he asked as he pulled the young man back to his feet.
“He told me that he wanted to stop you….he said that he came to me, because you had chosen me. Tell me, Viggo, what did he mean by that?”
“Ahh, my pet that is simple. I am tired of being alone. I need a partner, and I have chosen you. I think you will make a perfect mate for me.”
“Excuse me!” Orlando said his eyes grew large. "Like hell! There is no fucking way that I would ever become your mate.”
“You think not, baby. What if I told you that I would cease with the killings? I would, Orlando. If I had a reason, if I had a partner, someone to take the loneliness and to help me forget the past then I would have no more reason to kill, would I?” he said as he locked eyes with the young man.
“Is this more of your vampire magic?” Orlando asked as he felt himself growing lightheaded, and his pulse began to quicken.
“I don’t use any magic on you, baby. Any reaction that you have toward me is purely your own attraction. I could not claim you as my life partner if I forced you. I could take your body, yes. I could fuck you for all eternity. I could even turn you, forcing you into my life, but that would not make you mine. I need your surrender for that, baby.” he said as he took Orlando’s lips in a kiss that was completely breathtaking.
Orlando felt his body tremble and it seemed to take on a mind of its own. His lips parted inviting the vampire to deepen the kiss. Viggo’s tongue entered the warm, wet depth. Orlando’s head became light, he felt intoxicated. He was sure that he would have fallen if it weren’t for the two strong arms that held him close to a well built body, quite capable of supporting his weight. He could feel his body responding to the vampire’s kiss. Viggo pulled back and looked at the lust filled eye’s of the beauty in his arms.
“I can give you everything, my sweet. I can make it so you will always be as beautiful as you are right now. Imagine, never being sick, never growing old, never being shunned for who or what you are. I could love you for all of eternity,” he said as he once again claimed Orlando’s sweet lips.
“Let me show you just what I can do, baby,” he whispered as he plundered Orlando’s mouth. This time Orlando’s world went black.
****
Just a few blocks away, in a local night club, Karl sat at the bar. He was contemplating another beer, when he heard a voice softly speak his name.
“Karl”
He looked up at the man standing close to his right arm.
“Brian!” he said surprised.
“Hi, I was hoping that you would remember me,” Brian said nervously.
“Of course, don’t think I could forget you if I tried. How have you been?”
“Not bad, been watching the news a lot more these days,” he replied with a grin.
Both men laughed at that.
“Listen, I’m sorry for the way I ran out on you,” Karl said slightly embarrassed.
“Karl, please. You don’t need to apologize to me for anything. I know that you are an important person and have a very public life. I respect that. I also understand.” Brian said as he ordered them each another drink.
“Well…would you…maybe, I mean do you think, you might want to try this again,” Karl asked softly.
“Thought you’d never ask,” Brian replied with an even bigger grin.
They finished their drink and then left the club. When they got outside Brian turned to Karl and said, “So do you want to meet at the motel?”
“No…let’s go to my place, Karl said as he took the other man’s hand.
****
Sean went back up to his room. He felt a lot better after he had fed, stronger, more alert. But something troubled him. He was thinking about the boy in the park that had been beaten up, he could see his face, all swollen and bruised. “Poor kid,” he said aloud. He went in to take a shower as he stood beneath the spray of water, he closed his eyes. Once again beautiful brown eyes appeared. ‘Who the fuck are you? I know I should know you…just can’t remember’ he thought sadly.
“Hey, lover. Is there room for two in there?” he heard Ethan ask, a smile formed on his lips.
“Hmmm, only if you’re brave enough to come in.”
“Oh? Well I think I am more than brave enough,” Ethan said as he opened the glass shower door and slipped in.
Sean let out a groan of pleasure when he felt Ethan’s hands start to roam over his back. They seductively traced a line from his shoulders down to the curve of his beautifully shaped ass.
“Mmmm, you did wonderfully tonight, baby. Father was very pleased. He told me that you passed the test with flying colors. He had known the boy was in the park, and that he was not meant to be food. You realized that. You did well at following your instincts,” he purred in Sean’s ear. “Father hoped that it might help you to remember some of your life. Did it?”
“Yeah, somewhat. I remembered that I was the Chief Medical Examiner. I also had something strange happen though. I keep seeing these beautiful brown eyes, but no face. I guess that will come later, I hope,” Sean said as he turned to face his lover.
“Hmmm…should I be jealous?” Ethan teased.
“No, you are my heart, Ethan,” Sean replied as he kissed the other man deeply. “I love you, as I have never loved before, at least as far as I can remember,” he said with a chuckle.
“You…you love me?” Ethan asked he sounded so surprised that Sean took a step back and looked at him.
“Yes,” Sean replied with a grin. “I knew it from the moment I awoke, and I swear it feels like I have loved you for a life time,” Sean said as he gently pushed his lover against the wall of the shower.
“Ahhh, Sean. Yes, lover. I want to feel you, to taste you and have you taste me,” Ethan moaned as he pulled Sean closer to him.
If there was any doubt in Ethan’s mind about the words of love spoken, they vanished with the touch of the other vampire’s lips. His mouth opened to accept Sean’s seeking tongue. All else forgotten as tongues duelled for dominance. Hands groped hungrily over flesh as both felt their desire soaring out of control. Sean bent his head to his lover’s chest and gently licked at his nipple, teasing it until it became hard under his tongue. He was pinching the other one, and rubbing his thumb over it.
“Fuck…” Ethan moaned.
Sean then turned his attention to the other nipple that he had been toying with. He ran his tongue over it, nipping and sucking it, until he felt his lover’s body begin to tremble.
“Cold baby?” He said playfully as he knelt down in front of his lover, worshipping Ethan’s body with kisses. He covered every spot of flesh. His tongue followed the path that his kisses had already made. Finally he came to Ethan’s cock, which was standing proud and hard. He felt the other man shudder as he ran his tongue along the beautiful length before him.
“Oh….fuck….baby,” Ethan moaned.
“Oh, don’t you worry, love. We’ll get to that I promise,” Sean replied with an evil chuckle. He continued to lick the delicious flesh. “But first I want this,” he said as he took Ethan’s cock into his mouth. He sucked deep swallowing around it so he could take the full length in. Ethan’s hips bucked involuntarily and Sean grabbed him to hold him still. Sean let the hardened flesh slip from his mouth. Ethan moaned sadly at the loss of the warmth that had encased him. He opened his eyes and looked down at his lover, giving a small gasp as he saw the predatory look in Sean’s now emerald green eyes.
“Sean?” he barely managed to get out.
“How far will you permit me?” Sean asked, his accent heavy with his passion.
“Completely,” came the reply as Ethan realized that Sean was asking for permission to take control. Ethan sighed as he felt his lover’s hands grip just a bit tighter on his hips.
Sean growled deeply, “I only ask one thing of you, my love. I ask that you watch… watch as I take you. I want to see your face, baby, will you?” Ethan nodded…he didn’t really trust his voice right at that moment.
He watched as Sean once again took his cock deep into his throat.
“Oh…hell…yesss…” he hissed between gritted teeth. He silently found himself wishing for something to hold onto as his knees were trembling and threatening to give out. He reached down and buried his fingers in Sean’s thick, blond hair.
Sean sucked harder as he felt the trembling of his lover. It was turning him on so fucking bad. He knew what Ethan was giving him permission to do. He would be the first to take Ethan. He gloried in the thought that this man who had never bottomed for anyone would for him. Ethan watched as his cock disappeared and reappeared from Sean’s mouth. The feeling of the warm, wet depths was quickly overwhelming him.
Sean took one hand from Ethan’s hip and started to caress his lover’s ass. He nudged Ethan’s legs apart and began to caress his inner thigh. Running a finger over the other man’s crack, he heard a stifled moan. He then placed his fingers in his mouth, and got them nice and wet. He then slid his finger once again down the crack of Ethan’s firm ass. He ran it directly over the puckered entrance.
“Ahhh…baby…please,” Ethan begged loudly as he threw his head back breaking eye contact. He felt Sean smile around his cock. “Cheeky bastard…” he barely managed to say teasingly. Then he gasped as he felt teeth scrape along the flesh of his cock as at the same time he felt a finger slide into him. The slight stinging quickly turned to the most incredible passion he had ever felt.
“Ahhh…fuck…baby, please…don’t stop,” he begged.
Sean obeyed only too happily as he inserted a second finger, scissoring them and thrusting them in deeply. He soon found Ethan’s prostrate. Ethan screamed out Sean’s name as his climax hit him hard. His cock spewed forth like a volcano, shooting down Sean’s throat. Sean felt his lover start to slide down the wall. He braced him up and held him steady as he finished sucking Ethan’s cock dry, then letting the flesh slip from his mouth, he stood up and held his lover close.
“Easy, baby,” he said softly, as he wiped the other man’s hair out of his face.
After a few minutes Ethan regained his breath. “I have never felt anything like that, Sean. You are one hell of a lover.”
“Hmmm, you think so, huh? Well, baby, you haven’t seen anything yet,” Sean replied as he pressed his throbbing erection against Ethan’s leg.
Both men groaned as new waves of desire swept over them.
****
Craig held Andy close to him as the young man slept. Their love making had been incredible, leaving him happy and content. He knew that one day he would turn the young man and make him his life mate, but for now it seemed safer for him to remain mortal. Craig knew that if Viggo found out about the boy, he would destroy him. There was no way that Craig would allow that to happen.
“Sleep, my love. I shall protect you, I promise,” Craig said softly kissing the young man’s hair, and holding him tighter in his arms.
****
“Where’s Orli?” Elijah asked David.
“Not sure. He said something about having to take care of some business.”
Elijah noticed that David seemed very concerned about something. He watched the other man as David stood by the window.
“What’s the matter, David? There’s something you’re not telling me.”
“I’m sorry. I wish I knew myself. I just have the feeling that something’s not right,” the other man replied as he turned back to the window.
****
The house stood silent and dark as the man approached. The trees seemed to bow to the master of the manor. Viggo walked up the steps to the front door and pushed it open. He looked down at Orlando, who was cradled in his arms) in his arms and smiled.
“I’m sure you are going to be full of questions, aren’t you, baby?” he asked the unconscious form.
He took Orlando up the stairs to a bedroom, a bedroom that had once belonged to…someone special. He laid the unconscious boy on the bed and swiftly removed Orlando’s clothes. He looked at the naked body and groaned deep.
“Soon now, my sweet, very soon,” he said as he covered the young man with a quilt.
Taking the clothes with him, he turned and left the bedroom, locking the door behind him; he then returned to his own room and removed his clothes. He laid there on the bed and thought about his beautiful new house guest… and a desire, long forgotten awoke within him.
What was it about Orlando, that caused him these feelings. For the first time since Mark’s death, Viggo felt regret. Was it regret for the lives that he had taken? He wondered. Why should he regret? He only was paying them back for the evil that they had done. His mind was dark with confusion. The last clear thought that he would remember was the beautiful face of Orlando as sleep finally claimed him.
TBC
Author:
mamashopeBeta:
romanabunnyPairing: Vigorli and others
Rating: NC17 to be safe
Warning: Male sexual action, strong language.
Disclaimer: This is all a big fat lie, and I am receiving no money for this.
Banner Made by my sweet friend
teamaneThe Blood Red Rose.
Part Thirteen.
The sun came up revealing a clear and bright morning. The birds were singing merrily in the trees and the children came out from their houses to play. The dogs up and down Drew Lane were barking and then a scream pierced the air.
****
David’s phone rang shrilly as he tossed and turned in his sleep. Orlando’s story had really disturbed him and caused him to have nightmares. The little sleep that he had gotten had been pointless, for he had dreamed of a shadowy figure chasing him through the park. The phone rang again and this time it startled him awake.
“Hello?” he asked sleepily.
“David? This is Bernard Hill There was another murder last night. David, it’s worse. This one seems to have been tortured before he was killed. I need you to come in and take a look.” Hill said.
“I’m on my way,” David replied as he hung up the phone and went in to take a quick shower.
****
About half an hour later Orlando’s phone rang.
“Hello?” Orlando asked.
“Orli, its David. We have another one and whether Hill likes it or not, I want you there. After last night, you have a right to be.”
Orlando hesitated.
“Alright, I’ll meet you there.”
****
An hour later, and after a very heated argument with Hill, David and Orlando stood at the table in the morgue.
“Most of it is exactly like the other murders, except that this poor kid was tortured.” The new Chief Medical Examiner, Tom Stall said.
“May we see the body please?” David asked softly.
“Yes, of course. I haven’t gotten much done yet, just the basic first check. He’s a fucking mess.” Tom said with a slight shake of his head.
They walked over to the third table, where the body was laid. The white sheet over the boys body and the ghostly pale skin were almost the exact same shade. Orlando felt his knees start to shake as his eyes took in the face of the boy.
“Fuck!” he exclaimed, as he turned away.
“I take it you forgot one, huh?” David asked sympathetically.
“Yeah. This is Richie. He was friends with Jeff. I was told he had left the streets about seven months ago.”
“The two differences in this case are the torturing and this one had blue eyes.” Tom said as he turned the boy over. There were welts all up and down the kids back. “Some of these are old, but you can see that some are new. Now take a look at this.”
He held up the boy’s arms, “See these abrasions? He was tied down. He also has some bite marks here.” Tom said, indicating Richie’s inner thigh. David and Orlando looked at the bite marks that ran all along his thighs.
“That fucking bastard,” Orlando said venomously, as he turned and stormed out of the room.
David caught him in the hallway.
“Orli, wait. You have to tell me who is doing this.”
“David, I can’t, I told you he will know. If he finds out he will come after you. I’m done playing games according to his rules. This ends now,” he said as he walked away and left David standing there watching him.
‘Please, Orlando. Be careful. Don’t do anything stupid,’ he thought as he went back into the room.
****
As night fell over the town, Orlando set about his work. Tonight he would find Viggo and put an end to this shit once and for all. He grabbed his black leather jacket off the back of the chair and his keys from the hook as he headed out the door.
****
Craig returned to the apartment, where Andy was waiting for him.
He smiled at the boy, as he held out his hand to him, “Come lover, I have need of you.”
Andy went to him and took his hand as the vampire led him into the bedroom.
****
Viggo felt Orlando’s anger and laughed as he leapt from roof to roof.
“So beautiful, you want to find me? Well then I shall allow you to do just that,” he said with an evil laugh.
He paced himself…already knowing where the young man was heading. He worked himself along the rooftops and hid deep in the shadows of the darkness. He arrived at the old factory just a few minutes before Orlando. Placing his hands on his hips he looked around.
“Hmmm, now where?” He asked himself. “Ahhh, of course, the perfect spot.” He laughed as he jumped down to the ground below.
Orlando’s heart was racing as his car screeched to a halt in front of the old factory. He got out and ran into the old parking lot. He was angry, probably too angry to be thinking straight, or he wouldn’t have come here. He reached inside his jacket seeking the comfort of the cold metal of his gun.
‘Not that this is going to do much good if Craig is telling me the truth. I am sure that a gun isn’t going to faze him,’ he thought feeling a little nervous, he placed the gun in his belt behind his back.
‘Oh well, whether it works or not, it ends tonight.’ He thought as he drew a deep breath to steady himself.
As he proceeded farther into the darkness between the trailers he felt an overwhelming fear seize him. He could hear breathing but he couldn’t tell where it was coming from.
“Okay, you bastard. Playtime is over. Show yourself!” Orlando yelled angrily.
“You seem a little pissed off, beautiful,” came the raspy response from someplace near by.
“Come and face me, I’ll show you how pissed off I am,” Orlando yelled into the surrounding darkness.
A shape stepped out from between two trailers.
“Okay, baby; here I am. So why are you so angry tonight?” the man asked with a small smirk.
“Why? After what you did to Richie?” Orlando said as he pulled his gun from behind his back and aimed it. “How dare you? Tell me, Viggo, why? Why did you have to torture him? What made him any different from the others? Tell me, damn you. I want to know before I blow you to hell.” Orlando spit out angrily.
“Orlando, you really should put that away before someone gets hurt,” Viggo said as he advanced toward the other man.
“Don’t,” Orlando warned.
“Hah, go ahead, baby. Pull the trigger,” Viggo said as he continued to get closer.
“I have every right to blow your fucking head off. There’s not a court in the world that wouldn’t agree with my actions, you murdering bastard.” Orlando yelled as he pulled the trigger.
The gun slipped from his hand as he watched the bullets hit their mark and the other man didn’t even finch.
Viggo bent down and picked up the gun from the ground, he looked at the pale face of the young man as he crushed the piece of metal in his hand like it was nothing more than a piece of paper.
“What….what the fuck are you?” Orlando asked his voice shaking.
“Hmmm, I think you already know that. I know that you have met Craig…didn’t he tell you about me?” Viggo asked with a knowing smile.
“Yes…he told me. He told me that you murdered his brother. He said that you were a….a vampire. I didn’t believe him…not at first anyway.”
“Tell me Orlando. How did he convince you?”
Orlando just shook his head as a tremor of fear went through him.
Viggo laughed. “Did he bite you, baby? No, if he had, you wouldn’t be here right now.”
“Why? Why did you torture that poor kid? I don’t understand.” Orlando said the tears threatening to fall.
“Is it important? Why? I guess to a mortal it might be, but I can’t give you an answer that will satisfy you. I have been in a real bad mood and he just happened to be convenient. You can understand that, can’t you, baby?”
“No….no I can’t understand that. What I do understand is that I am going to David and telling him all about you. Then, Viggo, we will hunt you down like the monster that you are.”
“Hmmm,” Viggo said as he shook his head. “So Craig has convinced you that I am some kind of monster, has he? Well my sweet Orlando, I am no more of a monster than you are. Yes, I have taken lives….but it was revenge.”
“Revenge? And how is it that you justify murder with the word revenge, Viggo?” Orlando asked.
“I kill because of what was done to someone that I cared about. You look surprised. Even I once loved. Is that really so inconceivable? He was so beautiful….and mankind stole him from me. I think that I am justified in what I have done.” Viggo said, his voice low and almost hard to hear.
“That was Mark, I take it?” Orlando felt something almost like pity for this creature.
“Ahh, ever faithful Craig. I see he has told you. So I was right. He blames me for Mark’s death…the poor bastard. He never did understand that I was helpless to help Mark.”
“He almost made it sound like you and he were once lovers,” Orlando said before he even realized he was going to.
“In a sense, we were. Why? Is there a reason for your curiosity, baby? Jealous perhaps, my beauty?” Viggo said as he closed the remaining distance between them.
Orlando tried to step back…but Viggo was quicker, and grabbed his arm. He pulled the young man closer to him.
“Let me tell you that which Craig obviously didn’t. Mark was on his way to see Craig the night he died. It had taken me months to convince him to try to contact Craig again. Mark was afraid that he would reject him once more, and Mark just couldn’t handle the thought of that. He had finally started to visit with his brother when he found out that Craig was going to die. He offered Craig the gift of life, which, no matter what Craig might say, he accepted gladly. Mark was going there that night to finish the turning. I heard Mark call to me….but Father, he wouldn’t let me go to him. Instead he chained me up down in the basement, damn his soul to Hell,” Viggo hissed.
“Viggo?” Orlando said softly.
“I don’t blame Craig for Mark’s death….but Father. Yes, I blame Father for it. If only he had let me go to Mark. I might have been able to stop them. Mark would not have died alone. I could have saved him,” Viggo’s voice broke. “What I am angry with Craig for is the fact that he has hunted me since. I am tired of the chase, Orlando. I am tired of running and I swear I will not run any longer. If he seeks his death so hungrily, then let him come. I shall grant it to him.”
Orlando noted the red glow that appeared in Viggo’s blue-grey eyes. “So you would kill Craig?” he asked softly.
“Isn’t that the law of the jungle, per say. Kill or be killed. Craig should know better than to fuck with me. I have warned him. I even tried to help him. It was I who finished his turning. It was I who trained him. It was my bed that he sought, and yes, I was his lover. I really wanted to help him. Then one night, I came back to my home and Craig attacked me. He swore he would kill me for what had happened to his brother. I remember I tried to reason with him. He had been biding his time, until his strength grew. The whole time he mocked my compassion for him. I have no use for such betrayal, Orlando. As for you, my sweet. Think twice before you threaten me again,” Viggo said as he grabbed Orlando’s arm and twisted it slightly, but enough that Orlando ended up on his knees.
Orlando thought his arm would come out of its socket as the pain ripped through him.
“Now, tell me, baby. What else did Craig tell you?” he asked as he pulled the young man back to his feet.
“He told me that he wanted to stop you….he said that he came to me, because you had chosen me. Tell me, Viggo, what did he mean by that?”
“Ahh, my pet that is simple. I am tired of being alone. I need a partner, and I have chosen you. I think you will make a perfect mate for me.”
“Excuse me!” Orlando said his eyes grew large. "Like hell! There is no fucking way that I would ever become your mate.”
“You think not, baby. What if I told you that I would cease with the killings? I would, Orlando. If I had a reason, if I had a partner, someone to take the loneliness and to help me forget the past then I would have no more reason to kill, would I?” he said as he locked eyes with the young man.
“Is this more of your vampire magic?” Orlando asked as he felt himself growing lightheaded, and his pulse began to quicken.
“I don’t use any magic on you, baby. Any reaction that you have toward me is purely your own attraction. I could not claim you as my life partner if I forced you. I could take your body, yes. I could fuck you for all eternity. I could even turn you, forcing you into my life, but that would not make you mine. I need your surrender for that, baby.” he said as he took Orlando’s lips in a kiss that was completely breathtaking.
Orlando felt his body tremble and it seemed to take on a mind of its own. His lips parted inviting the vampire to deepen the kiss. Viggo’s tongue entered the warm, wet depth. Orlando’s head became light, he felt intoxicated. He was sure that he would have fallen if it weren’t for the two strong arms that held him close to a well built body, quite capable of supporting his weight. He could feel his body responding to the vampire’s kiss. Viggo pulled back and looked at the lust filled eye’s of the beauty in his arms.
“I can give you everything, my sweet. I can make it so you will always be as beautiful as you are right now. Imagine, never being sick, never growing old, never being shunned for who or what you are. I could love you for all of eternity,” he said as he once again claimed Orlando’s sweet lips.
“Let me show you just what I can do, baby,” he whispered as he plundered Orlando’s mouth. This time Orlando’s world went black.
****
Just a few blocks away, in a local night club, Karl sat at the bar. He was contemplating another beer, when he heard a voice softly speak his name.
“Karl”
He looked up at the man standing close to his right arm.
“Brian!” he said surprised.
“Hi, I was hoping that you would remember me,” Brian said nervously.
“Of course, don’t think I could forget you if I tried. How have you been?”
“Not bad, been watching the news a lot more these days,” he replied with a grin.
Both men laughed at that.
“Listen, I’m sorry for the way I ran out on you,” Karl said slightly embarrassed.
“Karl, please. You don’t need to apologize to me for anything. I know that you are an important person and have a very public life. I respect that. I also understand.” Brian said as he ordered them each another drink.
“Well…would you…maybe, I mean do you think, you might want to try this again,” Karl asked softly.
“Thought you’d never ask,” Brian replied with an even bigger grin.
They finished their drink and then left the club. When they got outside Brian turned to Karl and said, “So do you want to meet at the motel?”
“No…let’s go to my place, Karl said as he took the other man’s hand.
****
Sean went back up to his room. He felt a lot better after he had fed, stronger, more alert. But something troubled him. He was thinking about the boy in the park that had been beaten up, he could see his face, all swollen and bruised. “Poor kid,” he said aloud. He went in to take a shower as he stood beneath the spray of water, he closed his eyes. Once again beautiful brown eyes appeared. ‘Who the fuck are you? I know I should know you…just can’t remember’ he thought sadly.
“Hey, lover. Is there room for two in there?” he heard Ethan ask, a smile formed on his lips.
“Hmmm, only if you’re brave enough to come in.”
“Oh? Well I think I am more than brave enough,” Ethan said as he opened the glass shower door and slipped in.
Sean let out a groan of pleasure when he felt Ethan’s hands start to roam over his back. They seductively traced a line from his shoulders down to the curve of his beautifully shaped ass.
“Mmmm, you did wonderfully tonight, baby. Father was very pleased. He told me that you passed the test with flying colors. He had known the boy was in the park, and that he was not meant to be food. You realized that. You did well at following your instincts,” he purred in Sean’s ear. “Father hoped that it might help you to remember some of your life. Did it?”
“Yeah, somewhat. I remembered that I was the Chief Medical Examiner. I also had something strange happen though. I keep seeing these beautiful brown eyes, but no face. I guess that will come later, I hope,” Sean said as he turned to face his lover.
“Hmmm…should I be jealous?” Ethan teased.
“No, you are my heart, Ethan,” Sean replied as he kissed the other man deeply. “I love you, as I have never loved before, at least as far as I can remember,” he said with a chuckle.
“You…you love me?” Ethan asked he sounded so surprised that Sean took a step back and looked at him.
“Yes,” Sean replied with a grin. “I knew it from the moment I awoke, and I swear it feels like I have loved you for a life time,” Sean said as he gently pushed his lover against the wall of the shower.
“Ahhh, Sean. Yes, lover. I want to feel you, to taste you and have you taste me,” Ethan moaned as he pulled Sean closer to him.
If there was any doubt in Ethan’s mind about the words of love spoken, they vanished with the touch of the other vampire’s lips. His mouth opened to accept Sean’s seeking tongue. All else forgotten as tongues duelled for dominance. Hands groped hungrily over flesh as both felt their desire soaring out of control. Sean bent his head to his lover’s chest and gently licked at his nipple, teasing it until it became hard under his tongue. He was pinching the other one, and rubbing his thumb over it.
“Fuck…” Ethan moaned.
Sean then turned his attention to the other nipple that he had been toying with. He ran his tongue over it, nipping and sucking it, until he felt his lover’s body begin to tremble.
“Cold baby?” He said playfully as he knelt down in front of his lover, worshipping Ethan’s body with kisses. He covered every spot of flesh. His tongue followed the path that his kisses had already made. Finally he came to Ethan’s cock, which was standing proud and hard. He felt the other man shudder as he ran his tongue along the beautiful length before him.
“Oh….fuck….baby,” Ethan moaned.
“Oh, don’t you worry, love. We’ll get to that I promise,” Sean replied with an evil chuckle. He continued to lick the delicious flesh. “But first I want this,” he said as he took Ethan’s cock into his mouth. He sucked deep swallowing around it so he could take the full length in. Ethan’s hips bucked involuntarily and Sean grabbed him to hold him still. Sean let the hardened flesh slip from his mouth. Ethan moaned sadly at the loss of the warmth that had encased him. He opened his eyes and looked down at his lover, giving a small gasp as he saw the predatory look in Sean’s now emerald green eyes.
“Sean?” he barely managed to get out.
“How far will you permit me?” Sean asked, his accent heavy with his passion.
“Completely,” came the reply as Ethan realized that Sean was asking for permission to take control. Ethan sighed as he felt his lover’s hands grip just a bit tighter on his hips.
Sean growled deeply, “I only ask one thing of you, my love. I ask that you watch… watch as I take you. I want to see your face, baby, will you?” Ethan nodded…he didn’t really trust his voice right at that moment.
He watched as Sean once again took his cock deep into his throat.
“Oh…hell…yesss…” he hissed between gritted teeth. He silently found himself wishing for something to hold onto as his knees were trembling and threatening to give out. He reached down and buried his fingers in Sean’s thick, blond hair.
Sean sucked harder as he felt the trembling of his lover. It was turning him on so fucking bad. He knew what Ethan was giving him permission to do. He would be the first to take Ethan. He gloried in the thought that this man who had never bottomed for anyone would for him. Ethan watched as his cock disappeared and reappeared from Sean’s mouth. The feeling of the warm, wet depths was quickly overwhelming him.
Sean took one hand from Ethan’s hip and started to caress his lover’s ass. He nudged Ethan’s legs apart and began to caress his inner thigh. Running a finger over the other man’s crack, he heard a stifled moan. He then placed his fingers in his mouth, and got them nice and wet. He then slid his finger once again down the crack of Ethan’s firm ass. He ran it directly over the puckered entrance.
“Ahhh…baby…please,” Ethan begged loudly as he threw his head back breaking eye contact. He felt Sean smile around his cock. “Cheeky bastard…” he barely managed to say teasingly. Then he gasped as he felt teeth scrape along the flesh of his cock as at the same time he felt a finger slide into him. The slight stinging quickly turned to the most incredible passion he had ever felt.
“Ahhh…fuck…baby, please…don’t stop,” he begged.
Sean obeyed only too happily as he inserted a second finger, scissoring them and thrusting them in deeply. He soon found Ethan’s prostrate. Ethan screamed out Sean’s name as his climax hit him hard. His cock spewed forth like a volcano, shooting down Sean’s throat. Sean felt his lover start to slide down the wall. He braced him up and held him steady as he finished sucking Ethan’s cock dry, then letting the flesh slip from his mouth, he stood up and held his lover close.
“Easy, baby,” he said softly, as he wiped the other man’s hair out of his face.
After a few minutes Ethan regained his breath. “I have never felt anything like that, Sean. You are one hell of a lover.”
“Hmmm, you think so, huh? Well, baby, you haven’t seen anything yet,” Sean replied as he pressed his throbbing erection against Ethan’s leg.
Both men groaned as new waves of desire swept over them.
****
Craig held Andy close to him as the young man slept. Their love making had been incredible, leaving him happy and content. He knew that one day he would turn the young man and make him his life mate, but for now it seemed safer for him to remain mortal. Craig knew that if Viggo found out about the boy, he would destroy him. There was no way that Craig would allow that to happen.
“Sleep, my love. I shall protect you, I promise,” Craig said softly kissing the young man’s hair, and holding him tighter in his arms.
****
“Where’s Orli?” Elijah asked David.
“Not sure. He said something about having to take care of some business.”
Elijah noticed that David seemed very concerned about something. He watched the other man as David stood by the window.
“What’s the matter, David? There’s something you’re not telling me.”
“I’m sorry. I wish I knew myself. I just have the feeling that something’s not right,” the other man replied as he turned back to the window.
****
The house stood silent and dark as the man approached. The trees seemed to bow to the master of the manor. Viggo walked up the steps to the front door and pushed it open. He looked down at Orlando, who was cradled in his arms) in his arms and smiled.
“I’m sure you are going to be full of questions, aren’t you, baby?” he asked the unconscious form.
He took Orlando up the stairs to a bedroom, a bedroom that had once belonged to…someone special. He laid the unconscious boy on the bed and swiftly removed Orlando’s clothes. He looked at the naked body and groaned deep.
“Soon now, my sweet, very soon,” he said as he covered the young man with a quilt.
Taking the clothes with him, he turned and left the bedroom, locking the door behind him; he then returned to his own room and removed his clothes. He laid there on the bed and thought about his beautiful new house guest… and a desire, long forgotten awoke within him.
What was it about Orlando, that caused him these feelings. For the first time since Mark’s death, Viggo felt regret. Was it regret for the lives that he had taken? He wondered. Why should he regret? He only was paying them back for the evil that they had done. His mind was dark with confusion. The last clear thought that he would remember was the beautiful face of Orlando as sleep finally claimed him.
TBC
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