"I don't know what I want. A minute ago, I didn't want to speak...but I have. A few minutes before that, I didn't want to ever be in this form again, but I woke up in it. I didn't ever want to be more than a simple animal...Look at me!" He knew he sounded irritated and disgusted.
"You look fine," De 'Vorga protested angrily.
"Do I?" He moved his hand down to trace the boy's erection lightly. "Even scarred?" The boy shuddered as he squeezed just a bit, rubbing him, teasing.
"I like scars!," he nearly screamed he was so tense. He wanted to be touched so bad! "Please!," he moaned again letting his tears fall unchecked. "Don't do this! Either take me, or stop!" He arched back trying to push himself into his hand and mouth more fully. Shadow picked his weight up off of his knees moving him forward until his hands hit the wall for balance. He was shaking against him! Shadow sighed enjoying it.
"Lean forward," he advised. He ran his hands along the boy's flesh committing every curve to memory. "Spread..." He bumped his knees wider with his own. Then, he moved back and away. If he had his eyes, De 'Vorga wouldn't have questioned it. But knowing he didn't, it confused him even more. A hand came up cupping him from behind, testing his weight and the feel of him. "Hold...just like that." He removed his hand. He replaced it with hot kisses, a wet tongue, and the nip of teeth!
"Oh, Gods!" The boy almost grabbed at his face in surprise. He remembered at the last second that he wasn't allowed. He settled for brushing his hand along his hair saying, "No!" He felt him tense right to the edge of exploding. "Oh, please...no...not now!" Giving up, Shadow returned to cradling him up against his chest. Without any other warning, he began to push himself inside. Obviously, Vorgas was too far gone to notice how hard he had to work at it. It was almost a forced entry, any more would have torn him. He had to push nearly as hard as he could with very little gained. By the time he rested against him, the boy was panting in nearly lost control. He took him in his hand and ground up hard into him. De 'Vorga let out a little yell of surprise and coated Shadow's hand. He laughed pleased that he'd finally gotten what he'd sought.
Shadow continued to move against him while the boy was still shaking from his orgasm, and still partially hard from the sensations assailing him. He screamed again when he pierced the vein at his neck with sharp teeth drinking him in. He began to grow under his careful manipulation. Eventually, he screamed twice as loud when they both succumbed to the shared pleasures of their united flesh. The vampire released him from his mouth, but still held him along the rest. There was blood and semen everywhere, Shadow thought happily. Yet he still smelled the tears through all of the mess. He shook his head sighing. He didn't understand it at all.
"Did I hurt you," he asked confused.
"Yes, but...it...it felt...good! Real good...Thank you."
Shadow smiled bemused at his praise. "I wasn't that good...You wouldn't let me do anything! Are all children in such a hurry these days?," he teased.
"I'm not," De 'Vorga grew still in his embrace thinking hard.
"You were," he teased just a touch disappointed.
The boy winced and slid away. He was off the bed and across the room before Shadow knew it. He looked around listening for him. Just before he slid away into a little alcove hidden nearby, he paused. "I'm sorry...I..." He waited for him to explain, but he got no sound. He must have fled.
"Damn," Shadow sighed. "I must be getting old." As if to prove the theory, his knees began to cramp from staying on them for so long. He heard the sound of water. Tilting his head to locate the exact direction of it, he eased off of the bed and carefully went that direction. "This was a lot less scary as a cat," he complained. He felt along the wall for the opening. It took him a few minutes of exploration. "This sucks!," he growled imitating the irritated teens from back home. He stood at the door listening.
He shook his head sighing once more in weariness. "How do I get myself into these things?," he mumbled disgruntled. He heard movement in the water and went towards the sound slowly, not knowing how the shower stall was designed. He finally just reached out a hand hoping the boy would take it and guide him further. He did, drawing him into the warm water at his side. Shadow clasped his waist to steady his balance. "Have I done something wrong?," he asked him slowly. "I haven't mingled with anything but animals in..." Well, too long to admit to anyway!, he thought. "Are you upset with me?" He couldn't think of a reason why he should be, but...He could still smell the damn tears! What was wrong with him? Why was the little dragonette crying? What had he done?
"I dance on stage...," he said faintly.
Shadow frowned at the reply. "Did I make you miss it? Or leave a mark?"
He felt the boy move to check. "You left a mark," he said touching his throat, "but I don't mind. It isn't that...I just...I," he swallowed nervously. Shadow perked up sensing that it was a habit of his. A dead giveaway to his mood. "I dance and I...am. Well, available...to the clientele," he whispered softly.
"Do you not want to be?," he asked thinking harder than the kid. Could he have been faking that kind of eagerness?
"I do...but that's..." He huffed in annoyance. Shadow didn't know what to say. How could he make it any easier for him? He had to simply wait for his words to come out! He turned the boy in his arms brushing his cheek with his lips, holding the back of his neck in one firm hand.
"And...," he prompted close enough to kiss. He held them together tight and felt the boy stop breathing. He almost smiled at his reaction.
He swallowed and gasped as his body felt forced to restart his oxygen supply. And just that quick...he knew the boy wanted more. It made the wait worth it. Their breathing escalated as they sat there letting the warmth of the water fall on them. "I am kitchen crew," De 'Vorga sighed stating the rest of his sentence. Obviously, he thought that statement would explain everything, but it only confused Shadow even more. He frowned again, drawing back a touch puzzled. "In all of the centuries I have been here...noone has wanted to pay for me," he admitted in agonized embarrassment.
The words astounded Shadow. He gaped at him. "You are serious?"
"I told you I am not beautiful like the others," he reminded him sadly. "Collin still gives me to people...like you, but..." He hissed out the rest in irritated anger, "Most of them don't want me!"
"You really..." He laid his forehead on De 'Vorga's, "are serious."
He felt the kid's answering nod. "Hey, kid...You know...you have ruined me." The boy made a subtle movement. "No wait...let me talk. I had no plans what-so-ever to come back from where I had lost myself. I wanted to stay there with every fiber of my spirit! Until Collin brought me here. Not an issue...I could have remained the same, only in a different location." He paused to let his words sink in clearly. "Then, he brought you to me...and I saw you." He told him smiling remembering the moment he had seen the kid's face. "I saw you...Do you realize your face is the first thing I have caught a clear image of since the moment I went blind? Do you? I don't know why...but I saw your face. I knew all along what you looked like...and if you think...that you are not beautiful," he whispered smiling against his lips, "you are crazy." He touched his face. "You aren't even scarred," he teased dryly.
