NSFW [Temptations I][Open]

The boy was just begging to be teased, either that or he just enjoyed their play time. It wasn't every day he got to tease someone in here, honestly it had been a few weeks since he last teased anyone. This was worth the while, instead of just letting the boys comment off with a wave of his hand, Dorisn turned around to face him. Leaning forward he rested his elbow once again on the counter. Leaning forward he took a drag from it and blew it across the counter. Sekai wouldn't have to worry about toxins today since the teasing was done so finely from just their exchange of words.

"You gonna...stop me?"

The pause between the second and third word made it sound as if it was a challenge but more a dare. Dorian's lips tilted upwards in that I'm so cool look as he watched and waited. He knew of second hand smoke and the works but he wasn't worried all that badly for it. The smoke filtered it's way out and he was still kind of angry with the whole fat man's drunkeness. Anyway, the situation was right before him, and he wanted to see how far he could take this. His voice softened into a coaxing and he wagged his brows just once before speaking again.

"Come on Sekai...make me stop smoking."

@"Just_A_Myth"

Had that month of time between them changed Sekai for the better? A part of Dorian wished he would have kept the boy a little longer to find out what made the boy tick the way he did. It was somewhat fun to see the different faces that Sekai did when he teased him. Though it could have been seen differently the way he was teasing but most would have seen it as if he was seducing the boy or something of that sort. When Sekai raised his head finally to look him in the eye, he could see the rest of the golden color fall from the pupils and the red fill in like the blood of a blood moon. A smirk crept to his lips and he thought about how much he had grinned in the past hour. The boy was genuinely amusing in so many ways.

The way he was defiant when he was challenged and the way he was shy and scared after the mess he made. He listened well but it did him no good if he followed every order someone told him to do. It would never teach Sekai that he had a will of his own and that he wouldn’t need to be scared of whatever it was that was after him in the nights. Although right now, the look on the young man’s face was definitely defiant and it looked to be as if he was going to challenge him and try to beat him at it. It was a new side to Sekai that he got to see. The boy was interesting when he was bold and forward about what he was doing or wanted.

Dorian’s elbow came up off the counter when Sekai stood on the rung of his stool. He stood his ground when one knee came to rest on the counter and he kicked off the stool as if he had done this a thousand times before. The crack of the glass as it fell over, the drink he made, untouched, spilled over and across the bar. The owner made no move to catch any of the juice as it dripped into the hollow length of the bar where the bar mats sat. He lifted his head, taking a half step back so that they were aligned and he didn’t have to break his neck to see up to Sekai’s face. Smaller hands then his own, came to rest on his cheek as if to hold him in place for a mean. The cigarette still dangling from his lip as the boy came at him with fangs out.

The right hand snacked up tunneling into the boys hair and he accessed himself a great bunch of it and jerked it sideways, just enough to stop Sekai’s fangs about a half a millimeter from sinking into his neck. He held it there for a moment and took another drag from his cigarette. Taking his time he released the smoke from his mouth and with his free hand he took the cigarette from his mouth. It was as if slow motion was applied when it had not been. Resting it on the edge of the counter to hold his body there standing, the hand with the hair released immediately to let the boy sink his teeth into his neck and feed.

Pain crashed through his nerves, spreading like a plague all around the upper side of his body. The cigarette that he held between his index and middle finger burned away as the boy drank. His fingers dug into the wood as the pain started to heightened. This was one of those times he wished he enjoyed pain. If it had been anyone else he might have ripped himself away and threw a punch at the man’s face and perhaps broke his nose and jaw all at the same time. He could feel his nails digging into the wood and cutting into his fingertips a little. Splinters would come later but he would take care of that on his own. He tensed his body though it was probably a bad thing since tensing the body usually pumped more blood out. He needed to relax lest let the boy drain him dry and he die here on his bar floor.

It was then the door creaked open and his eyes darted to the left to see out of his peripheral vision a person was about to enter. He wasn't sure if Sekai could hear them while he indulged in his food. It would be a bad thing if someone were to see what was happening. The door was merely a centimeter open and Dorian grabbed the boy by the shirt and yanked him toward the man. He leaned back to fall and laid the boy on top of him. Deja vu was what he felt at the moment the memory of what they had done back in his bathroom came to mind. The door flung open and he slowly prayed for them to look and leave. A wince as he felt Sekai's fangs a bit more and he glanced upwards. The swinging door that barred the inside of the bar to be seen from the side was closed. Thank goodness. He pressed as close to the counter side of the floor as he could to avoid detection as the people came and looked around.

"Hello? Anyone? Huh...strange. Come on lets go."

The door creaked open again and shut. Dorian relaxed and tilted his head to the side some more to let Sekai finish feeding.

He could feel those fangs pulling out of him. Like a needle coming out of his vein he hated that feeling. However it didn't seem as if Sekai was finished. The weight left him immediately and a course of sudden fear coursed through him. He hadn't run the first time so why this time? He scrambled to his feet just as the boy landed on his feet on the other side of the bar. He could see the eyes still filled to the brim with the desire and lust, of blood and life. His eyes darted to and from the boy and the door. When he moved so did Dorian. He bolted for the end of the bar as fast as he could.

He used the momentum that he gained and his foot jumped up onto the top of the counter, pushing off it as if it were a launch pad. Dorian timed it so that as the boy reached for the knob of the door that Dorian slammed into him. Sekai would hit the door face first and the door that he pulled open a little would slam shut again. He was sure there would be a scramble and scuffle to get Dorian off the young man but he wouldn't have any of it. His neck was bleed profusively since the boy hadn't cleaned up and sealed his wound.

"Huh did that door just slam shut?"

The voice on the other side said and Dorian growled a little shoving Sekai's face into the ground. He leaned his large frame down into the boy hoping it was enough to keep him on the ground.

"I thought I heard movement too...you think they were open?"

The fear of them coming back again was fueling his adrenaline and he grabbed Sekai by the shirt, yanked him to his feet, hauled the boy off and ran for the opposite end of the bar. Thank god that his bar wasnt 20 stools long or they would have been fucked. The few bounds it took him to get to the other side seemed like forever. Wrenching open the door to his living quarters he threw the boy as far into it as possible and slammed it shut locking the boy inside. He turned just as people came and slapped a hand across the bite on his neck.

"Oh we didn't know if it was open..."

Dorian smiled a little his head pounding.

"Oh we're not, I just sent a friend out to get something and left the door open. If you want to come back in about 2 hours we will be ready then."

The people looked at one another and Dorian pressed his back into the door as they nodded then waved and left. He waited, each second passing like eternity before he figured it was enough time to open the door. He did then and slipped inside closing and bolting the door behind him. He glanced around for Sekai wondering if the young man was dead or knocked out.

@"Just_A_Myth"

Well that had gone to 0 - 100 in a blink of an eye. He made sure the bolt was in place before he sagged into the ground. Dorian could hear as Sekai sagged against something but his eyes were too tired to look up. Instead he tried to use his strength to clap his hands over that open wound on his neck. The blood was seeping past his fingers and sliding down the side of his neck. His breathing was becoming more and more labored from the lack of oxygen traveling to his lungs.

"S-Sekai."

He breathed out and tiled his head back leaning it sideways to the boy. Damn it he couldn't die here. He could feel the trail of blood trailing down to his elbow and dripping onto the ground. Where was a plug when you needed it? He took a deep gasp of air the picture in front of him was starting to blur. He was dizzy and felt his body slide to the side as he hit the ground eyes closing as if he were going to sleep.

"Brat."

@Just_A_Myth

He was being shaken awake, the pounding in his head was great and it hurt like a bitch. A hand came up and he rubbed the front of his forehead groaning as the pain in his head was thumping like someone had smacked him with a truck. Someone was calling him Mr. and it irritated him but he pushed the hand with the spoon away from his face.

“I’ll eat later…”

He groaned softly and pushed himself up into a sitting position, leaning back onto the back end of the futon couch. His mind was a bit fuzzy and so was his eyesight. When Sekai came into view his mind finally caught up and he snapped his hand out and grabbed the boy’s face. He growled and leaned forward slamming his forehead into Sekai’s.

“You little shit! I feed you and you leave me for dead to go eat other people!”

He exclaimed and leaned back a bit too fast the room spinning even more now. He would eat later. Right now he wanted to pick on the boy for the rest of all eternity. Grabbing the boy’s head and dragged it down to his lap where he rubbed his knuckles into the boys skull giving him the nudgys for days. When he felt satisfied that the boy had enough punishment he would let the boy go and pat his head a little. He didn’t seem too mad about what happened but it had scared him that someone could have gotten hurt.

“Next time we feed you here.”

@"Just_A_Myth"