“Are you okay, Blade?”
Blade nodded. “Yeah. I wonder what his
childhood was like to cause so much pain.”
Brutus shrugged, “Who knows? Most people who
want to be vampires have unhappy pasts. He’ll tell you when, if he’s ready.”
“I never wanted this life.”
“That explains a great deal.”
“Does it?” Blade said, nettled. He had been
chosen specifically because he was a doctor. That fact was the only thing that
had kept him alive through the centuries of abuse.
“I know what will make you feel better.”
“What?”
“Well, the Master is out of town right now.”
“So?”
Brutus grabbed Blade and dragged him into the
Master’s room. “Strip.”
“What!? I’m not stripping. And I’m certainly
not doing anything in the master’s room.”
Brutus moved closer. “Strip or I’ll do it for
you.” Blade complied. “Lie face down on the bed.”
When Blade had arranged his body to Brutus’s
satisfaction, Brutus began running his hands over his body. After a brief
moment of surprise, he realized that Brutus was giving a thorough massage. It
was sensual without being sexual and it felt good. Until Brutus had begun
working on him, he hadn’t realized how tense he was. He moaned in relief as the
knots in his muscles were carefully worked out.
“I’m done. Do you feel better now?”
“Hmmm. Yeah. Where
did you learn to do that?”
“I’m a man of
many talents.” Brutus ran a finger down Blade’s spine from the nape of his neck
down to the crack. As Brutus stroked him, Blade became aware of a very
different kind of tension.
“Brutus, could
you stop doing that?”
“Why? Aren’t you
enjoying it?”
“I’m enjoying it
a little too much, I think.”
“Can I ask you a
personal question?”
Blade thought
about that. Over the past few months their working relationship had turned to
friendship simply due to there being no one else to talk to. “Sure”
“How long has it
been for you? Since you’ve had sex?”
“I don’t know,
decades probably.”
The finger slid
between Blade’s legs and inside him. He spread his legs. “I thought I wasn’t
your type.”
“Do you want me
to stop?” Brutus whispered as his fingers deftly stroked him.
Blade gasped as
he hit a particularly sensitive spot. “If you do, I just might have to kill
you.”
The bed shook as
Brutus moved away. Blade shifted until he could watch the other vampire
undress. His eyes widened at the sight of Brutus’s engorged penis.
“Do you still
want me to continue?”
“Will it fit?”
“If I’m careful
and gentle it shouldn’t be too bad. You can still say no.”
Blade reached out
and wrapped his hand around the other’s erection. The desire in Brutus’ face
decided him. “Yes.”
Brutus reached
over and pulled out a tube of lubricant. Blade rubbed lubricant over him while
Brutus used his fingers to arouse Blade. When both of them were ready, Brutus
slowly pushed his way inside. Blade couldn’t help crying out in pain as his
body was stretched.
“Do you want me
to stop?”
Blade shook his
head. Brutus made slow, gentle love to Blade.
When both of them were satisfied, Blade
curled up next to Brutus. “That was different. I don’t think I’ll be able to
walk for a week.”
“It was that bad?”
“No. The sex was good. It’s just that you’re
very well-endowed.”
“Yes, it was good.”
“I thought you liked girls.”
“I do. I like you too.”
“I like you. I also like Ice.”
“I know and if the Master spent more time
here, he would know too.”
“What is that supposed to mean?” Blade sat up
and looked at his lover.
“It means, Blade, that you’re fertile and
have been for awhile.”
Blade paled at that statement. “I’m not, I
can’t be, you’re lying.” He placed a hand on his flat stomach. The thought of
it swelling with a child made him feel sick. “The Master would never permit me
to have a child.”
Brutus wrapped his arms around him. “I know,
but it’s better for you to carry my child than to carry Ice’s.”
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