The Vampire

Menthis stood quietly, motionless, eyes tightly closed, willing himself to endure what Hokochu was doing to his body…

The demon had cupped Menthis' face in a hot hand, rubbing his thumb over a high cheekbone - the nails of the other hand ripping slowly down the black tunic to the waistband of the leggings, the hand turning to rub a hot palm over the half-demon's groin. Hokochu smirked.
      "I don't… excite you? Well, it doesn't matter."
      Menthis' eyes widened hugely as the Dread Lord slid his hand inside, squeezing and fondling the quiescent organ, teasing apart the pene, one long finger sliding deep into the central channel and scratching at the hidden nub within. Menthis closed his eyes, whimpering, feeling his body respond against his will. Hokochu leered.
      "Interesting… Tell me, have you ever fucked before? Other than your slave's mouth, that is?" He paused, then, curiosity clear in his voice, added, "Or been fucked?"
      "N… no…"
      The Dread Lord chuckled.
      "Well well… a virgin. The rarest beast in the universe." He withdrew his hand, slowly, and abruptly ripped off the leggings, avidly eyeing the cluster of straining tentacles at his victim's groin.
      "And yet," he took a pene in his hand, rubbing over the head, smirking as Menthis shuddered and pushed towards him, "this is obviously a body built for sex. Why deny yourself?"
      Menthis was panting, pene writhing, a drop of pre-ejaculate shining on each broad head.
      "… my studies…"
      Hokochu cupped the swollen sac in the other hand, fingers probing, squeezing each individual vesicle before rolling them in his palm. Menthis's head jerked backwards, keening through gritted teeth.
      "Are your studies as… stimulating as this?"
      "St….stop…"
      "I don't think so."
      "P… please…"
      Hokochu pretended to consider it, pulling his hands away for a moment, grinning at the expression of mingled disappointment and relief on his captive's face - then swiftly slid two fingers into that tempting central orifice, the other hand exploring the hollows on Menthis' pale chest.
      The tip of his finger was drawn into the pseudo-nipple, labia closing around it as the thing exerted suction… Hokochu's eyes widened at the sensation. Now that was interesting! He wondered how deep these - mutated mouth-things - actually were…
      Menthis' hands were clenched, about as much movement as he could make under the binding, his face agonised - but the tentacles had elongated, the swollen pene now lashing against his abdomen, leaving glistening trails behind…
      "P… please… my lord…"
      "You want to come?"
      The barest anguished nod. Hokochu pulled his hands roughly away.
      "You will have to wait."
      Had he not been compelled to stand upright by the spell, Menthis would no doubt have collapsed. He whimpered, hips jerking, pene straining towards Hokochu's hands. The Dread Lord watched for a moment, then rose, touching the binding spell.
      "You may remove my clothing."
      Unable to disobey, the half-demon fumbled the cloak and torso armour from the pale blue body, tossing it hastily to one side, then reached for the groin guard, peeling it away with trembling fingers. Underneath, the demon's organ, long and flanged at the sides, the funnel-shaped head flared wide open, was throbbingly erect. Menthis stared in fascinated disgust.
      Hokochu smirked slowly.
      "On your knees."
      Fighting futilely, Menthis dropped to kneel before the demon. Hokochu placed a hand on silky black hair.
      "Now suck me."
      Eyes closed in despair, the half-demon took the prehensile column of flesh into his mouth…

Menthis had a natural talent for this, Hokochu thought distantly as the half-demon at his feet sucked and licked, his tongue sliding deep into the exquisitely sensitive inner channel, and little by little took the throbbing penis into his throat, his hands, at Hokochu's command, cupping and kneading the demon's buttocks. He lacked his slave's tantalising cilia, but the rippling, gagging motions of his throat made up for much…
      He forced down his orgasm for as long as he could, relishing the sensations, the roiling searing pleasure spiking through the testes hidden deep within his groin, but finally could hold back no longer. He came, thick, creamy semen gouting into the scholar's throat, hands clenched in the thick black hair, then collapsed back onto his chair, drained.

Menthis slumped, gasping, hair covering his face, trying to fight down his nausea. He'd thought he was going to choke, the demon's organ had filled his throat, wriggling, pulsing…
      Hokochu chuckled and commanded his captive to stand - then reached for the still half-erect organ, teasing each pene in turn. Menthis shivered, cursing his body for responding as his pene coiled around the slender blue fingers. Hokochu played with them idly for long minutes, watching as they enlarged, shining fluid weeping from each head. That must be getting uncomfortable.
      Menthis was wholly at his mercy: Hokochu had complete control over the pale lean body before him. The thought was arousing. Very arousing. His penis snaked erect, reaching forwards to stroke against his captive's organ: he gasped slightly as the pene twined around it, rubbing and squeezing…
      It was too much. He had to own that body, make it his…

Lin was pacing agitatedly. Beal watched from his position on the floor.
      "We have to do something!"
      "Like what? We can't tackle Hokochu - he'd blast us before we got within spitting distance."
      "I know, I know…" She flinched, feeling a faint echo of revulsion and despair from her master. "But we can't just leave him…"
      She halted, struck by a sudden thought.
      "Shido."
      Beal frowned.
      "What could he do?"
      "I don't know!" she snapped. "But he… feels for the master… He might know of something we can do…"
      "You just going to saunter up to him and ask him for help? He'll laugh in your face!"
      She frowned.
      "No, I don't think he will…" She headed determinedly for the door. "I'm going to find him."
      Beal nodded, resigned.
      "I'll wait here, in case the master comes back."
      Lin glanced back over her shoulder.
      "And have the servants pack. We're leaving as soon as the master returns."

Outside the door Lin paused, realising she didn't have the first idea how to find the vampire. She stopped one of the palace servants, a hulking grey thing with horns and a single eye, and asked if it knew the schedule for today. It grunted.
      "Guided tour of his lordship's war museum, then lunch. His lordship's addressing the assembly, after."
      Well, she couldn't imagine Shido being particularly interested in that.
      "Is there any way I can find out where a particular guest is? I have a message to deliver from my master." she added hastily as the minor demon scowled at her suspiciously.
      "Hn. Who you looking for?"
      "Lord Shido."
       The creature offered something that could have been a grimace, or possibly a smile, it was hard to say.
      "In the garden."
      Lin nodded thanks, frowning to herself. She hadn't even known there was a garden, Hokochu didn't seem the type to be at all interested in growing things…
      Asking directions at intervals, very aware of time passing, Lin hurried to the garden. Which wasn't her idea of a garden, but she supposed it took all sorts…
      Carnivorous plants snapped and growled at her, restrained by spiked collars: the fountain hissed and steamed, toxic fumes stinging her nostrils: the pool was full of nasty looking things eating each other. And tucked away on a far bench, reading a book, was the vampire.
      "Lord Shido!"
      The vampire glanced up, lowering his book and standing as he caught sight of the minor demon hastening towards her.
      "Menthis' Lin? What brings you here?"
      "My lord…" she stopped to catch her breath. "The master… binding spell… Hokochu!!"
      Shido blanched and caught her shoulders.
      "When?"
      "Hour ago at least, my lord."
      Shido briefly closed his eyes with a muttered damn, then turned the groom around and pushed her in the direction of the exit.
      "Come."
      She looked up at him hopefully.
      "Can you do anything, my lord?"
      His eyes glittered coldly.
      "I can but try."

Menthis closed his eyes, willing this nightmare to end. Helpless to disobey the demon's commands, he'd allowed himself to be pushed to the ground and positioned on his hands and knees; Hokochu, still wearing his boots and gloves, knelt between his captive's thighs, rubbing his penis slowly between the half-demon's buttocks, teasing himself as he played negligently with the pene… Without warning he rammed sharply into Menthis' body, organ squirming in its haste to be buried in firmly yielding heat as quickly as possible.
      Menthis had known little pain in his secluded life. This - this felt as though it would split him in two. He bit his tongue, refusing to scream as the Dread Lord pulled out, then thrust back in, the tightness of the passage peeling the head of his organ back upon itself to rub its sensitive interior against the smooth warmth of the half-demon's inner wall…
      Hokochu slid a hand over a lean hip, cupping the frantically squirming pene in his hand and squeezing, laughing as the half-demon whimpered and jerked back away from the hand, impaling himself even more deeply, biting back a cry of pain. The Dread Lord held still, commanding the scholar to move, to fuck himself on his captor's penis; eyes brimming with tears of pain and loathing, Menthis had no alternative but to obey.

Minor demons did this when battling for rank within a senior demon's household, the stronger forcing the weaker, with the strongest taking all those beneath him to prove his dominance. To be treated this way… it was - dishonouring, a terrible humiliation, painful and shaming. Menthis belonged to no-one! But he knew, as Hokochu raped him, that this would mark him forever as subservient to the Dread Lord. He felt his soul curl into a ball within him, weeping.
      Hokochu wrapped ebony hair around his fist and hauled Menthis to his knees, holding the whitely-pale lean body against his own more muscular frame with a hand around the torso, fingers playing with those strange little mouths on the chest: his other hand reached down to play with the pene, fingers pushing deep into the crimson-flushed central channel pinching and rolling the swollen nub at the base.
       Menthis cried out, back arching as he jetted over the Dread Lord's hand, the stimulation - and sense of intoxicating power - pulling Hokochu into his own extravagant orgasm a second or two later…

      Shido slammed open the door.

For a moment there was a strained, disbelieving silence, then Hokochu wrenched out of his captive, leaving Menthis to collapse forwards to sprawl on the floor, and stood upright, hands planted on his hips.
      "You DARE?"
      Shido took a deep breath, trying to hide his fear. Hokochu was terrifying in his fury - magnificent, even. Even wearing only boots and gloves…
      "I dare. As you dare… assault… my lover…"
      Hokochu blinked.
      "Lover?"
      Shido ignored him, kneeling beside the shaking half-demon, brushing long black hair tenderly back from his face.
      "Menthis? Koibito?"
      The white face slowly rose to his, the eyes wide and shocked, tears trickling unregarded. Shido felt something clench in his chest. He kept his voice very low.
      "Come. I'll get you back to the suite." The vampire slid out of his coat, draping it over the half-demon's shivering body and helping Menthis to his feet. Arm around the unsteady scholar's waist, supporting him as he swayed, Shido glared at Hokochu, the pupils of his golden eyes slitted.
      "This won't have made you any allies. Using a binding spell? When the others hear what you have done… Dread Lord you might be, but if we were all to band together even you could not stand against us."
      Leaving the demon gaping in disbelief, Shido helped Menthis out of the suite, pausing a short distance down the corridor for a firmer grip on the scholar and pulling Menthis' arm over his own shoulders. Once he was sure he wouldn't let the half-demon fall, they resumed their hurried walk - stumble in Menthis' case - back to the scholar's quarters.

Lin leapt forwards as the door opened, growling unintelligibly as she examined her master then glaring at the vampire. He closed his eyes in grief.
      "I was too late…"
      Her mouth a thin angry line, the small demon led her master through to the bathroom, knowing that the first thing he'd want was to feel clean again, at least on the outside. Beal sighed and ushered Shido to Menthis' chair.
      "Thank you, my lord. Thank you for trying."
      The vampire shook his head dismissively, then eyed the demon a little nervously.
      "I think I may have made the situation worse. Hokochu now believes us to be lovers."
      Beal stared, then blinked, not for the first time grateful that the natural grinning shape of his snout hid the real grin on his face. Shido lowered his head.
      "It was the only thing I could think of. Even Hokochu recognises that violating another's lover is asking for trouble." He shuddered. "I threatened him too. More or less told him the rest of us would band together and stage a coup."
      "That might have been a little unwise, my lord."
      Shido sighed, his shoulders slumping.
      "I know. But since he doesn't trust anyone anyway it might make him wary about taking any action against us. For a while, at least."
      "Hn…" Beal scratched his jaw. "Well, I suppose we'll have to see what happens. For now, shall I have one of the master's servants pack for you?"
      The vampire stared at the demon, then frowned.
      "Pack?"
      "Well yes, my lord. You really have to come with us, if you're to keep up the fiction of you and the master as lovers."
      "But… but…" Shido was alternately blushing and blanching: Beal bit back a laugh.
      "For your own safety, my lord. Hokochu will surely know you're lying if the master goes home and you stay here."
      "But… my work!"
      Beal leaned forwards, small eyes as intent and purposeful as he could make them.
      "Surely you can take a short leave of absence. Please, my lord? For my master's sake?"
      Shido's gaze drifted towards the bathroom, then returned to Beal.
      "Would I be welcome?"
      The demon's eyes looked past the vampire to the bathroom.
      "I believe so, my lord. But perhaps you should ask him…"
      Shido turned sharply to see Lin usher her master, snugly wrapped in a long black robe, from the bathroom to his bed. The small female beckoned to the vampire.
      "My master would like to speak to you, my lord."
      Shido nodded and moved past her to sit gingerly on the edge of the bed. Menthis looked exhausted, inside as well as physically: the vampire ached to hold him. But that was not a good idea right now. Might never be a good idea… Menthis sighed.
      "I thank you for your… intervention."
      "Menthis - I'm so sorry I wasn't in time…"
      The half-demon pressed long fingers to Shido's lips.
      "Hush… Did I hear you aright? You claimed that we are…" he hesitated, and Shido nodded, his face flaming.
      "Lovers. Yes, my lord, I did."
      Menthis eyed him curiously for long moments, during which the vampire grew more and more nervous, then smiled.
      "An extreme measure, though I understand why it was employed."
      "I'm sorry, my lord."
      "Do not be." He opened his mouth to continue then paused, frowned and rolled up his sleeve to gaze at his wrist, surprised and pleased to see the binding spell crack soundlessly into tiny pieces and drift to the floor. Good. These old spells usually had some sort of time limit built into them, but it was difficult to tell what it was, usually. He glanced at Shido, to see the vampire grinning happily. The half-demon smiled back, resuming the conversation with a little more ease than previously.
      "It does, however, present us with a problem. I cannot leave you here - Hokochu may take petty revenge for your actions. Will you… may you come to my home with me, for a little while? For appearances' sake." he added hastily as Shido's eyes widened.
      The vampire gazed at Menthis, knowing he was going to say yes. The half-demon half-smiled apologetically.
      "I am afraid my realm is very cold, and very isolated. There is little to do there."
      "But I've heard your library is quite extensive. And you have computer access across the planes."
      Menthis nodded.
      "This is so."
      Shido smiled.
      "I would very much like to visit with you."
      Menthis relaxed with a quiet sigh.
      "I am glad. My groom tells me that all is in readiness, awaiting my order. How soon can you be ready?"
      Shido grinned.
      "Give me half an hour, my lord."
      At Menthis' nod the vampire hurried out, beaming happily to himself. Oh, he knew it would be a while before Menthis would welcome any kind of closeness - but just to be with the half-demon would be enough, for now…
      Menthis watched the vampire leave, unconsciously smiling to himself. Lovers, eh? Well, maybe. In time. Possibly. He wouldn't dismiss the idea, at any rate. And in the meantime, he'd have the company of an intelligent and articulate companion, someone to share thoughts and ideas. The notion was very appealing…

And Hokochu? Menthis smiled grimly to himself. Revenge could be sweet - especially when unlooked for…

Next - The Visit



© 2003 September 12^th Joules Taylor

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