Between Two Blades

Psychogames

Note : [contains smut]

"I want to hurt even more in this destiny"

-RhenXiaodan-

I should've known that it was a bad idea to agree with sleeping in Wenyan's room.

My focus was on the noise coming from the hallway. "If you could only see the mess I'm in, dear sister.", wailed a boy. He seemed to be talking to someone who was his sister. My curiosity was bigger than my respect for private life, and I quietly made my way to the door. Holding my breath and keeping my ear close to the dark wood, I listened to their conversation.

"He will kill you. Kill you I say!" a woman's voice echoed through the hall.

"Please, can't you hide me from Master and help your little brother?", the boy cried.

"Oh get lost! You're on your own now and don't talk to me anymore!", the woman said angrily.

I then heard Wenyan's voice behind the door, raising his voice if it isn't too much to ask to be quiet for once. Goosebumps crept up my body and I held my breath. I pressed closer to have a better hearing until someone nudged open the door. I fell not so lightly to the ground and shut my eyes close. "And what the hell are you doing devil?", a familiar voice spoke to me. Footsteps heavier than those of guards or servants walked towards me and I flinched as he began caressing my hair, making my already blushing cheeks feel like someone was burning my skin. I felt like a caged pet, fearing its abusive owner. "Darling get up and go to my room. I have to finish this quickly.", he murmured. By finishing he probably means hanging the little boy I listened to earlier. I opened my eyes after a few more seconds and watched as he was about to leave the place again. Standing on my two feet, I approached the vampire and poked his arm, which immediately made him stop in his tracks. "Please, whatever that boy did, please don't kill him. I heard what he said the past five minutes.", I revealed.

Wenyan turned around and looked straight into my eyes. "What do I get from sparing his unnecessary soul?"At least I got this attention now. "A-anything you want to do to me, just let him go this one time.", I stuttered as he came closer again. Our faces were inches away and I could feel his hot breath on my skin. His pointy ears wiggled a little as he chuckled. "I will go back to your word and hope you won't break that after I made my decision on what to do to your small, delicate body." I gulped. The vampire then vanished in a dark, black mist. My mind was full of images of what he'd do to me, once I'm in his hands.

***

Wearing as many clothes as there were in the wardrobe, I sat down on the huge bed, waiting for the vampire. The door creaked, as a slim figure elegantly floated in. "Greetings, darling," he said in a seductive voice. "I won't let you wait any longer." Now standing right in front of me, he suddenly hoasts me into the air in a not very gentle way and quite literally throws me on the soft mattress. He kneeled down and crawled towards me, not leaving his eyes off me. "I... don't think that's how it's done." I jokingly said as not to make him mad. "Then stop being so intoxicating.", he growled against my ear, softly nibbling on it. Uncontrollably I let out a moan, as he hit another soft spot. "You smell so nice." I tried to lower my head at him, but at this moment he already grabbed my throat and pushed his fangs into my neck. "You look so good with my hand around your throat." Sucking my blood, I felt dizzy. "There we go, darling. Let go."

His grip softens again and I felt my blood rush back into my head, thinking clear again. "How about we-,", he began. "Shut up and do it already!", I yelled, still a bit dizzy. "Oh dear, you're going to regret this." He smirked as he nodded at his pants for me to disrobe him. While removing his pants halfway, he tugged at the hem of my shirt. I put my hands in the air, but he had other plans and ripped it off my body. Like a baby clinging to its mother's breast, he started sucking my already hardened n*****s, caressing the other with his hand.

He's like a beast, sometimes gentle, but most of the time rough and out for flesh. While my body gets hotter and hotter, my hand automatically moved to the vampire's huge bulge, stroking it. For the first time I'd be making love with a vampire, so might as well know what's going inside me. My movements go faster until I couldn't hold back anymore and tore his underwear away, revealing his throbbing c**k.

He stopped for a moment, then chuckled as he looks at my embarrassed face. "Think you can fit that?", he conceded, pulling off my pants and underwear at the same time.

I shuddered at his sudden touch. His hands, cold as a winter night, drawing loving lines around my torso, then went down to my hips. I had no control over my body anymore. Was it his touch that ignites something on the inside of my body? Or his dark aura which seems to be sparking off magic. Either way, he lights a fire inside of me, wanting him more than any other living, or dead species ever in my life.

By now he turned me on my back, ass up in the air, flustered face pressed down on the white mattress, and no way to escape. The vampire made a satisfying noise and kneeled right behind me. My vision blurred as he suddenly entered me at the speed of lightning. The corner of my eyes started to store the tears which soon trickled down my cheeks. He completely ignored that he destroyed my insides and continued to pump in and out of me. Soon the pain faded and all that's left was the desire that screamed at me for wanting him even more than I was allowed to.