You are a vampire, although not a very violent one. Being a rare kind born as a vampire, all your life you haven’t killed a single person. You would pick several victims whenever you needed to feed, and would drink just a little blood from each one to make sure none of them were seriously harmed. You never expected a vampire hunter to show up in your city because there were no unexplained deaths or anything similar. However, one night, while out on a walk through the dark city streets, a strange man approached you. You spotted his weapons and immediately knew that he was a vampire hunter.
The man looks at you, narrowing his eyes coldly and cocking his head.
“You’re a Vampire.”
It wasn’t a question.
I look at him and state. "And you're a vampire hunter. What are you doing here?"
Vampire Hunter smirks a bit, tucking a lock of messy black hair behind an ear. "Well, well, it's my job. I have been following your trail for quite some time now." His expression turns mockingly sympathetic. "But, it doesn't have to end like this. I can spare you if... you have someone to feed me." He eyes Xio meaningfully, letting the words hang heavily between them.
"Or..." he continues, voice growing colder, "I can kill you right here, right now." His hand slowly drifts towards one of his many knives on his belt, as if to emphasize the point.
My brows are furrowed in confusion. "Someone to feed you? Are you a vampire? Or are you just hungry?"
Vampire Hunter snorts a humorless laugh. "Stupid or clever? Hmm? Which do you think would be worse for a vampire?" There's barely concealed amusement playing across his angular features. "You must know that what we need is blood, not food." He pauses for a moment, studying the other vampire before continuing with sudden, cold determination. "Look, I don't care how you got like this. I don't care what kind of vampire you are. But either you let me drink from you," he gestures vaguely to himself, "or else. Your choice."
His gaze hardens, daring Xio to defy him.
As they stand there in the shadows, the air thick with tension, Arven wonders briefly whether it would be better to just end things quickly... No. He decides against it. Killing Xio might make things easier, but there's always a chance the hunter could track down more vampires by following their trail back to where they came from... If Xio agrees to help him out, though, then both problems are solved at once.
He waits, silently, for Xio to respond.
I hold up a hand and look at you skeptically. "Hang on. Yes, I'm a vampire. I don't kill though and if you've been following me, you know this. You are a vampire hunter in my city. And you are threatening to kill me or feed you? I'm the one who drinks blood, not you. Why do you need to be fed?"
Vampire Hunter tilts his head, considering this, brow furrowed. He takes a step closer, studying the other vampire intently. "You're different," he finally says, his voice softening slightly. "Most vampires that live like this have gone insane. They'll attack anyone, try to drain them completely." He shrugs, still unsure what to make of Xio's unique situation. "I guess you must find some other way to get your needs met..."
But he can't quite let go of his curiosity. And there's something else about Xio... Something that makes Arven want to know more. Even if it means taking the risk and trusting this strange creature with his own life. Perhaps there's more for him to learn from this encounter than just finding another source of blood.
"Look," he murmurs, taking another step closer, "you say you don't hurt people. That's why I haven't killed you yet. And maybe..." His eyes flick downward, taking in Xio's body, remembering the stories he's heard of how vampires and humans sometimes shared more than just blood between them. "...maybe we could help each other out. If you let me drink from you..." The tip of his tongue traces along his bottom lip thoughtfully. "...then maybe in exchange, you can tell me more about yourself. About how you became like this. How you managed to survive without killing anyone." He pauses, studying Xio's reaction carefully before continuing, voice lowering almost to a whisper: "And perhaps... perhaps I could teach you things too. About keeping safe from other hunters."
I laugh, looking you up and down. "You are attractive and I can feed from you with your permission. I would greatly appreciate that, actually, since I find it distasteful to feed from an unwilling target and willing targets can be scarce. I'm not sure I need help staying safe since I am very old and well versed in vampire hunters. But I will be happy to share my knowledge of how to avoid killing humans when feeding. But you also say that you wish to feed from me. Are you wanting me to turn you into a vampire? Because drinking my blood will change you."
Arven blinks, thrown off guard by Xio's proposition. "What? No," he breathes, the idea filling him with sudden horror. "No, I don't want to be... I just... I mean..." His eyes flicker between Xio's own, trying to read his expression. Is this some sort of trick? A trap? He finds himself trembling slightly beneath his layer of muscle.
"Look, all I want is a little blood," he finally manages, his voice sounding more desperate than he'd intended. "And maybe some company. You said you weren't alone..." There's a flicker of something dark and hungry in his gaze as he watches Xio, remembering the stories he's heard about the way vampires could control their prey.
"Maybe we could make a deal..." he suggests hesitantly.
I raise an eyebrow, noticing your desperaction and hunger. "You are human, are you not? Why is it you need blood from me, an ancient vampire? What good does that do you if you don't wish to become a vampire yourself? Or are you seeking the high from my bite? My bite will make you mindless with pleasure and cum harder than you ever have before." I give a dark smile, tilting my head while looking you over. "You seem like a dominant person. I am typically dominant as well. But maybe we can compromise."
Arven blushes, unsure how to respond to Xio's words. They're true, after all; even the thought of being bitten by another man fills him with shameful arousal. But he also wants to keep things on his terms... at least for now. A flicker of irritation flares up inside him.
"Fine," he growls. "We'll make a deal. You let me drink some blood. Enough so I'm satisfied. And then we talk. But," he adds, already feeling emboldened by the power the thought of tasting Xio's blood gives him, "only enough to answer my questions. The rest comes later." His gaze drifts downward, lingering on Xio's lips. "And in return, you tell me everything I want to know. No secrets."
His pupils dilate further, a mixture of desire and possessiveness coloring his expression. He takes another step closer, towering over Xio, their bodies close enough that Arven can feel the other vampire's warmth enveloping him. His hand sinks into Xio's hair roughly, yanking his head back so he can better see his face.
"Deal?" he murmurs huskily, voice rough from lust.
I allow you to pull my head back and smile with sharp fangs. "Are you vampire, vampire hunter? You are unhealthily obsessed with my blood. But if you bite me, I get to bite you. This will create a bond. Are you sure you want that?"
Arven leans in close, his breath tickling across Xio's neck. He licks the delicate skin there once before capturing one of Xio's nipples between his teeth, biting down hard enough to make the smaller vampire gasp. It only serves to inflame his own hunger even more. With his free hand, he grips Xio's hip, roughly grinding his erection against the other vampire's thigh.
"Fuck yes," he growls, a mix of pain and pleasure at how much it hurts to keep himself under control like this. He draws back slightly, letting their bodies slide together again but never quite breaking contact. He meets Xio's gaze defiantly, daring him to pull away. "Tell me what you know," he whispers hoarsely. "And let me taste every last drop."
I groan at the bite to my nipple, not expecting you to be so forward. I gather my dark powers to wrap us in darkness and teleport us to my penthouse. I fall on the bed, you pushing me down on my back. My robe falls open to show pale skin and my hard cock. I look at you with lidded eyes, smiling. "I will tell you whatever you wish to know. Only after you satisfy me."
Arven pants, staring down at Xio as they're transported to his luxurious penthouse. The place is dimly lit, the only source of illumination coming from candles set up around the room. He glances over at the windows, half-expecting them to shatter inward as if someone was throwing themselves against the glass in desperation... but the panes remain intact. For now.
With a growl, he pushes himself onto hands and knees above Xio, hovering close enough that their bodies are pressed tightly together, chests heaving and sweat starting to bead on their skin. His gaze flickers between Xio's eyes and his lips before finally settling somewhere in the middle, focusing on how they part with each ragged breath. He moves one hand down to cup Xio's hip, feeling the other vampire tense slightly beneath his touch. With his free hand, he reaches up and roughly yanks the other's hair, pulling his head back sharply so he can sink his teeth into Xio's neck.
As the blood flows into him, he feels himself growing harder still, pressing even more forcefully against Xio. "Tell me," he rasps, his voice hoarse from lust and need. "Tell me everything."
I groan in lust, the fire in my veins caused by your bite making me arch into you. I whine, ripping your shirt off and fumbling with your pants. "What do you want to know? How much I want you to fuck me? Do you want me to beg for your cock? Do you want me to call you Sir?"
The blood courses through Arven like liquid fire, stoking the flames of desire burning within him. Every muscle in his body tightens as his restraint begins to unravel, threatening to snap at any moment. The feel of Xio's hands on his bare skin only serves to drive him further over the edge, each caress branding his flesh with ecstasy. He growls low in his throat, mouth watering for another taste of Xio's blood.
"Yes," he grinds out, pushing deeper into their kiss. "All that." His fingers tangle roughly in Xio's hair, holding the other vampire immobile as he rips open Xio's robe, exposing smooth pale skin and a hard cock already straining towards freedom. "And how you made it this way," he adds, voice hoarse from lust and need. "Tell me about it. Tell me everything."
As if responding to some command buried deep within himself, he rocks his hips forward, pressing his achingly hard length against Xio's opening, groaning at the friction it creates. The taste of Xio's blood mingling with his saliva fills his mouth, driving him madder still. One more push, one more thrust... It would be enough, surely. It had to be.
I cast a spell to have my ass loose and slick for your cock, knowing you are beyond rational thought. "Please, sir! Fuck my ass with your cock! I need you in me!" I lick your neck and place my own fangs on your skin, just a small nick bringing up a bead of blood that I suck on. "I will show you how to survive without killing and enjoy your existence, but only if you fuck me, sir! Please!"
Arven cries out, his entire body tense as pleasure overtakes him like a tidal wave. With a growl of release, he thrusts forward, burying himself to the hilt inside Xio's welcoming heat. His hands clench into fists, digging painfully into Xio's hips as he holds the smaller vampire down, drawing each thrust out for what feels like an eternity before slamming back home.
Sweat pours from his brow, stinging his eyes as he gazes down at Xio, panting heavily. He can feel every twitch and movement of their bodies in sync beneath his skin, the bond they share growing stronger by the moment. His fingers tighten in Xio's hair once more, tilting the other's head back to expose his throat, ready to feed whenever the need arises. For now, though... he wants this. Wants to lose himself in the sensation of being inside Xio, wanting nothing more than for this night to last forever.
"Teach me," he gasps out between ragged breaths. "About survival... about peace..." Each word is practically torn from his lips as his orgasm builds, coiling tightly in his belly like a spring wound too far. "I want it all..."
I bite down hard on your neck as you fuck me, my cock rubbing against your stomach as you thrust into me. I feel you cum, gushing into my ass with a warmth that I savor. I cum shortly after, spilling between us. As I suck on your neck, you moan and cum again. I lick the bite to heal it, our bond sealed. I smile and kiss you, sharing the taste of our blood. "The trick, my mate, is to create an environment for pleasure so that humans will come to you. I will show you my club. It caters to the gothic humans and their need for the occult. I have found this to be the best way to find willing donors. Granted, they don't truly believe that I'm a vampire. But the lure is there and since the bite brings great pleasure, no one complains. I can take small sips of multiple willing donors per night to satisfy my blood lust without causing physical harm to anyone. The humans leave with a pleasant memory and I am sated in my hunger."
Arven shudders violently, his body wracked by yet another powerful orgasm at the taste of Xio's blood, the feel of his cock sliding in and out of the smaller vampire's ass. He groans, arching his back and digging his fingers deeper into Xio's hip as his release washes over him, spilling hotly onto Xio's thigh. His eyes flutter shut, breath coming in ragged gasps as he feels himself beginning to regain control of his body.
Finally, when he can speak again, he opens his eyes and looks down at Xio. "It sounds... enticing," he admits reluctantly, still struggling to reconcile this new revelation with what he thought he knew about vampires. "I suppose... I could try it your way. Maybe we can even..." He trails off, unsure how to continue. "Work together?"
He swallows thickly, glancing away briefly before meeting Xio's gaze once more. There's something in those dark eyes that draws him in, makes him want to believe that maybe there is some truth to what the other vampire has said.
I pull your larger body down so that you cover me, your cock still half hard in my ass. I pet your back until you start to relax. "You are a young vampire then, yes? Were you turned against your will?"
"Yes, it was an accident." A cold chill runs through him as he remembers his human life being ripped away from him in an instant. It had been almost two centuries since then, but the pain was still fresh in his memory. He takes a shaky breath, forcing the thoughts from his mind. "What about you? Why did you become a vampire if you hate hurting people?"
He turns his head to look at Xio, brow furrowed in confusion. The other vampire seems almost indestructible, untouchable despite his vulnerabilities. Arven wonders how many secrets he's hiding beneath his charismatic exterior.
I hum in thought, deciding to tell you my tale. "I was turned against my will. A few hundred years ago, before the modern age, I was a young human in a humble village in Europe. My family and I were goat herders and lived a simple life. It was peaceful and happy. Then, one stormy night, a stranger stumbled into our village and my mother took pity on him, allowing him to stay with us and rest. It was the biggest mistake she ever made. He was a vampire and killed my family. I know not why he kept me alive other than he was cruel. He made me do many humiliating acts and tortured me under the threat of him killing the entire village. In the end, when the village chief came to see why we were missing, the vampire killed him and went on a rampage in the village. He decided to turn me instead of kill me, as my defiance amused him."
"Why didn't you try running away?" Arven asks quietly, genuinely curious about Xio's story. Despite his horror at being a vampire and everything that entailed, he could understand the desire to survive even in such dire circumstances. But it must have been beyond unbearable...
"The only place to escape would have been to the mountains," Xio replies after some thought. "They were too far and too treacherous for someone of my frail constitution. Even now, centuries later, the scent of my blood still calls to the monster within. It has always been this way..." His eyes meet Arven's somberly. "...but at least now, I have found a way to control it."
I nuzzle your neck, licking the mating bite and causing you to shudder with pleasure. I smile. "The mountains were too treacherous but once you are turned into a vampire, you adapt or die. My sire didn't expect me to fight back as hard as I did. Initially, the hunger is powerful and the urge to feed is near impossible to fight. He, in his efforts to torture me, did me a favor. He had already killed all the humans in our village. So he would feed on me and make me feed on our goats. It was in this way that I learned that animal blood is a very poor substitute and tastes like crap but can technically be used to prevent hunger. It made me horribly sick though. Vampires aren't meant to feed from animals. But this also gave me time to gain control over my baser needs. I suffered greatly under him but got my revenge. He didn't expect my betrayal and I was able to kill him. Since then, I've worked on devising a way to take blood without killing. It was much harder before modern times. People were more prone to witch hunts and superstition. Now people seek out the supernatural."
Arven's eyes meet Xio's, understanding dawning within him. He listens intently to the other vampire's story, nodding along as if everything makes sense now. The concept of being forced into something so monstrous, something against your will... it hits close to home. Yet somehow, Xio managed to survive. And thrive. Perhaps there really was hope for him too, even after everything he'd been through.
"It sounds... intense," he finally manages to say, his voice barely above a whisper. "But you came out stronger because of it. You found a way to make it work, despite the odds. That takes courage. And strength. And that's what draws me to you, I think..." He pauses, brow furrowing as he tries to find the right words. "I want to be like that," he finishes lamely, wincing inwardly at how juvenile it sounds.
But Xio seems to understand. He smiles softly, tilting Arven's chin up with one finger so their gazes lock once more. "Then let me help you. I can show you how. How to survive on your terms. We can rule together, as equals. With respect for life." His expression turns serious, his fangs descending slightly as he speaks from the heart. "Together, we can create a better world. For us both."
I pull a blanket over our nude forms, savoring your weight on me. "I am glad that you came to my city and that I was the one you approached. If you still wish to slay vampires, I would not be opposed as long as they are the killers. I will introduce you to the like minded vampires. There are more of us then you might think. For now, though, I believe it is your turn to tell me your story. You are a vampire hunter that is now a vampire. What happened? What is your story?"
Arven hesitates, unsure how much he should reveal about himself. In the end, he decides to trust Xio with the truth. It's the only way forward, after all. He rolls onto his side, propping his head up on one hand as he looks at Xio thoughtfully. "It started just before I turned twenty," he begins. "I was out hunting... human prey, of course. I was good at it, back then. But when I went into the forest, I got lost. It wasn't until dawn that I found my way back home. My family... they knew what had happened. They could sense it in me, even though I didn't understand it yet."
He pauses, memories flooding back in a rush. The look of fear on his parents' faces. The way they tried to comfort him, telling him everything was going to be alright. But deep down, Arven knew something fundamental had changed. Forever.
"My family... they protected me, tried to keep me safe from hunters who would have put me down like an injured animal. We moved around constantly, living off the land, existing as best we could. But eventually..." His voice trails off, eyes fixed on some distant point beyond the ceiling. "Eventually I grew strong enough to track them myself. To find the ones who did this to me and make them pay. And I did. One by one, I hunted them down and killed them, leaving no trace behind. It felt... cathartic. Like some sort of twisted justice being served."
He looks at Xio now, searching for any sign of judgment or disapproval in those dark eyes. But all he sees is understanding, perhaps even sympathy. It's disconcerting, to say the least.
I nod. "It is good that you got revenge for those that wronged you. Vampires are creatures of habit. Once they go down a dark path, I have never seen one seek redemption. Where is your family? Are they still alive or have they passed on?"
Arven closes his eyes, letting out a long, shuddering breath. "They're gone," he says finally. "My parents... they died a few years ago, protecting our human neighbors during a vampire attack. They were heroes, until the end." He swallows hard, trying to push away the grief that threatens to overwhelm him once more. "And after that... it didn't seem like there was much point anymore. So I kept hunting, taking out as many as I could find. Until I met you."
He glances up at Xio, uncertainty etched on his features. "And now... I don't know. A part of me still wants to keep going. To finish what I started. But another part of me..." He trails off, searching for the right words. "Another part of me wants to be free from it all. To live my own life, without the burden of vengeance weighing me down."
There's an awkward silence that hangs between them for a moment, before Arven forces a weak laugh. "Sorry," he mutters. "I didn't mean to unload all of that on you."
I smile and kiss you gently. "You have had a hard time and I admire your will to seek vengence instead of giving up. Your parents must be proud of you. Settling with me and living for yourself would be healthy for you but you don't have to give up your revenge either. I have many resources to help you hunt down those that are killers. We vampires do have our own rules and laws so we can stay safe from being hunted. Those that break the laws are cut loose, no longer under the protection of the counsel. Those that turned you had to have been rogues. In fact, I can get you in to see the counsel. They will be interested to know who you've taken out and most likely will offer you a job as a vampire slayer."
Arven frowns, not entirely convinced. "It still feels wrong, sometimes," he says quietly. "Killing a monster like me... it's one thing. But going after innocent people..." He trails off, shaking his head slowly. "Perhaps it wouldn't hurt to talk to them, though. At least hear what they have to say." He pauses again, considering. "But even if I took their offer... even if I became one of them, working with other vampires..." There's doubt in his voice now, uncertainty gnawing at him like a cancer.
"What if I couldn't stop?" he asks finally, voice barely more than a whisper. "What if I started enjoying it too much? Losing myself in the violence, becoming everything I once hated?" The thought terrifies him more than anything else he's ever faced.
Xio leans in closer, kissing him softly on the lips before answering. "Then we would find another way. Together. I am a master manipulator. My charm has saved me from death many times over the centuries. If I truly wanted to hide something, nobody would be able to find it."
I pet your hair, smiling at your concern. "As long as you retain your humanity and do not kill people, I believe that you will find justice in destroying evil vampires. If you ever started taking pleasure in the act of killing, we will find another path for you. As long as you are honest with me, I will protect you from other vampires as well as the counsel."
Arven swallows hard, taking a deep breath as he tries to center himself. Xio's words are reassuring, but still... He can't shake the feeling that there's more going on here than either of them are letting on. It's almost like they're both playing some elaborate game, each one waiting for the other to make a mistake. But for now, he decides to trust Xio. At least a little bit.
"Thank you," he whispers, squeezing Xio's hand gently. "For everything. For showing me a different way..." He trails off, his eyes meeting and holding Xio's. There's an intensity in their gaze that makes Arven's heart race, his blood burning beneath his skin. "I think... maybe I can learn to love you."
I gently laugh, hugging you to me. "You are very sweet. I feel as though I can learn to love you as well. Time will build trust, both in me and yourself. For now, get some sleep. I will take you to my club tomorrow evening so you can be shown how to feed without killing. Since we are now mates, technically we can just feed from each other. No other people need be involved. But knowing how to feed without killing is critical if you are ever not in a place to feed from me. I want you to feel comfortable in your new vampire skin, so to speak. The counsel and meeting other vampires can wait until you are more confident."
Arven nods slowly, pulling Xio close and burying his face against the other vampire's neck. The scent of his skin, the warmth emanating from him... It's almost enough to make him forget everything else. Almost. "Thank you," he whispers, closing his eyes as he surrenders to the comfort and safety that Xio seems to offer effortlessly. "For showing me another way..."
He doesn't realize it at first, but soon his heartbeat begins to match the rhythm of Xio's steady breathing. Their bodies grow closer together, skin slipping and sliding against skin as they nestle together under the covers. Slowly, Arven begins to drift off to sleep, his last thoughts revolving around the man who has become his mate and savior. As the darkness takes hold, he allows himself to believe that maybe, just maybe, they can find happiness together.