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Chapter 30: Healing Isaac

Isaac laid on his bed in his sparsely decorated room, his back to the door. A soft creak made his ears prick and he listened intently for the familiar footfall. They came and he mentally sighed in relief. The door closed with a soft whoosh and Isaac awaited the appearance of his caretaker. Dietrich stood beside Isaac�s massive bed, setting the tray of food he�d brought on the bedside table. He kneeled in front of the powerful Methuselah, smiling up at him wickedly. He slowly drew a small blade from his pocket, nicking his wrist and offering it to the raven haired man. Isaac stared into his face, his own expression stoic and cold. Dietrich�s grin remained plastered in place and Isaac contemplated his every feature as he had on so many occasions. Dietrich�s face was smooth and pale, like everyone in the coven, though he was still a Terran. Dietrich�s warm brown hair and eyes were a stark contrast to his cold smile, which usually unnerved others, but merely served to amuse Isaac.

He knew this was part of Cain�s punishment. He had not been visited upon by his Master since his public punishment three days before. He was very nearly perfectly healed, and it was mostly thanks to Dietrich�s attentions. Dietrich had insisted he eat three meals a day and drink from him every morning before the sun rose. The young Terran had taken immense satisfaction in forcing the Methuselah to drink from him. Dietrich had solicited Isaac on many occasions, both for a drink and for sex, but every time Isaac had turned him down and alluded to a relationship with Cain. Dietrich knew that Cain had taken Isaac before, but he wondered about the Master�s true feelings towards the Methuselah. He doubted Cain returned Isaac�s obviously unfailing love and devotion, especially since the appearance of the Terran bitch. Isaac returned from his reverie, watching the blood well from the small cut on Dietrich�s wrist. Isaac locked eyes with the young Terran and merely gazed at him, trying to ruffle the boys feathers. He was unsuccessful. Grabbing Dietrich�s wrist painfully, he yanked the boy against the bed, breathing warmly over the junction of his neck and shoulder.

�Is this not your preferred method, Dietrich?� Dietrich chuckled low in his throat, a truly chilling sound that only fueled Isaac�s fire.

�However you wish, Isaac, so long as you drink. Mein Herr commands it.� Dietrich had taken up Isaac�s term for Cain. Most of the coven had taken to calling Cain Mein Herr, but not stubborn little Dietrich. Dietrich had concocted the title of Contra Mundi, which seemed to always garner a laugh from their Master.

�So now it is Mein Herr, hmm? What has changed to make you call him by that name?�

�Well, you were incapacitated by your own stupidity, surely you didn�t think Mein Herr would wait for your broken ego to heal before taking on another perfectly willing partner?� Isaac hissed, gripping the Terran�s short hair mercilessly.

�Vile Terran! Your odious lies will be the death of you!� Isaac shook Dietrich hard, something near loathing bubbling up in his throat. Dietrich laughed outright, making Isaac grip him even tighter.

�Maybe they are odious lies. However, beating me to a pulp will not change the fact that he�s filled the place in his bed once reserved for you.�

�She is only a toy! She is a stepping stone to get to Abel!� Isaac�s usual calm was gone in the face of Dietrich�s taunting and he hated himself for losing his temper in front of him.

�Is she now? It looks to me as though that beating went well beyond merely playing a game. She definitely seems to be quite cozy with Mein Herr and he is just as cozy with her.� Isaac, who�d been gritting his teeth all along, let out a vicious snarl, sinking his teeth into the Terran�s pale throat. Isaac could hardly believe his ears when Dietrich released a blissful sigh, his arms lacing around Isaac�s neck. Isaac groaned as the boy�s warm blood flooded his mouth and immediately began thundering through his veins, fueling the repair of his once tattered body. Isaac used the opportunity to rummage through Dietrich�s mind, not even bothering to cover his tracks. Dietrich willingly presented him with the fact that he�d lied about his partnering with Cain. Isaac whimpered quietly in relief, sucking greedily on the Terran�s neck. Dietrich moaned outright as Isaac finally gave in to him, flooding the boy�s mind with pleasure. Isaac shuddered as Dietrich�s moans became progressively louder, more urgent. Pulling himself away before he drained the boy beyond what was safe, Isaac licked his lips unconsciously, staring at Dietrich�s dazed expression. His hair was tousled and his usually calm, calculating face was decorated with an expression of wanton need.

�Was it everything you hoped it�d be, Dietrich?� Dietrich let out that terrifying laugh again, reaching out boldly to cup the erection that lay hidden beneath Isaac�s sheets. Clothes had become quite uncomfortable in the days following his torture, and he�d forgone them altogether.
v�Not quite everything, Isaac.� Dietrich sat up and kissed Isaac forcefully, shoving his tongue past the Methuselah�s lips, breaking the skin against a fang. Isaac groaned unconsciously, gripping the young man�s head, taking charge of the kiss. Isaac tilted the boy�s head back, burying his tongue in his wonderfully warm cavern, invading every inch. Dietrich surrendered utterly, merely gripping the older man�s arms for support. Isaac invaded the boy ruthlessly, forcing his dominance, a dominance Dietrich welcomed shamelessly. Isaac released the boy, pushing him away. Dietrich merely grinned, crawling up onto the bed, leaning over Isaac.

�Leave me, Dietrich.� Isaac laid back, closing his eyes and bracing his forearms behind his head on the pillow.

�Why would you want me to do that?� Dietrich, emboldened by Isaac�s earlier slip, began placing heated wet kisses on Isaac�s chiseled torso, working his way down from the Methuselah�s chest. Isaac�s body was like carved alabaster and Dietrich drank him in like an empowering elixir he would never have another taste of.

�I�m not telling you again, Dietrich. Leave me.� Isaac�s eyes stubbornly remained closed. Dietrich only chuckled, pulling the sheets down as he moved further down Isaac�s body. Isaac�s brows knitted very slightly as the Terran boy took his hardened length into his mouth, the wet warmth shooting through every nerve ending in his body. Isaac only barely held in a moan, though you would never be able to tell by his face. Dietrich sucked for all he was worth, moving painfully slow against his partner�s rigid sex, his tongue wriggling against the underside. Isaac reached down to fist the boy�s hair again, forcing him to speed his pace. Dietrich relaxed his throat and gripped Isaac�s thighs, increasing the pace even further, driving Isaac quickly towards the edge. Isaac groaned behind gritted teeth, ripping the boy from his sex.

�Oh my. Can�t handle very much, can we?� Dietrich grinned, wiping at the corner of his mouth with a lone thin finger. Isaac snarled and in the next second, Dietrich was slammed against the far wall, Isaac�s hand around his throat.

�Let�s see just how much you can handle, miserable Terran.� Isaac�s cool had returned, his emotionless mask properly in place. The only sign of life was the slight wicked smile on his lips. Dietrich shuddered, rocking his hips against his Methuselah captor.

�Just as much as you can give, Isaac.� In the next moment Dietrich�s pants were removed, lying in a shredded heap on the floor. Dietrich wrapped his legs around the Methuselah�s waist and Isaac chuckled.

�You�re such a wanton little bitch, Dietrich.�

�And think of how much fun we could have had if you�d only realized it sooner.� Isaac pressed his arousal against the young man�s entrance and the boy squirmed. Isaac pressed into Dietrich and found that his slid in to the hilt with surprising ease. Isaac groaned, his eyes closed tight as flashes of red burst behind his eyelids.

�You...you put lube in yourself before coming to me?� Isaac could barely grit out his question, already pumping into the boy�s heat.

�I intended to provoke you fully today. I knew it was only a matter of time before you took me. I�m not so stupid as to think you�d prepare me after that.� Dietrich�s voice was broken by the harsh rhythm that Isaac set. Isaac ground him back into the stone wall, his hand still wrapped around the boy�s throat.

�I had no idea you were such a slut, Dietrich.�

�I had no idea you were so blind, Isaac.� Isaac groaned, slamming into the delicious heat of his prey. Dietrich�s head flew back against the stones as Isaac arched his hips, delivering a beautiful blow to the boy�s prostate.

�Isaac!� Dietrich�s voice was breathless, all trace of his usual smugness vanished in the face of their combined passion.

�Mmm... sing for me.� Isaac set an impossible pace, driving both of them higher and higher towards their goal. Dietrich had dissolved into breathless moans, lost somewhere on the fine ledge between pain and pleasure where one lends to the other and each ceases to exist alone. Isaac grunted with every thrust, being driven by the boy�s tightness. Dietrich was obviously not new to this, but he wasn�t so well used as to be less pleasing because of it. Isaac threw his head back, groaning loudly as Dietrich�s muscles tightened around him with every thrust that drove against his prostate. Dietrich gasped when Isaac began elongating his thrusts, pulling out almost completely before driving slowly back into him, brushing languidly against that magical spot within his depths. Dietrich released a shuddering moan that sent thrills down Isaac�s spine.

�Isaac.� Dietrich arched his back as Isaac drove into him slowly once again. Dietrich squirmed, struggling against Isaac�s grip.

�Something wrong, little Terran?�

�Stop fucking around, Isaac!� Dietrich, finally ruffled, glared down at Isaac from the wall.

�As you wish, Dietrich.� Isaac chuckled, that dark musical chuckle, and pulled out, releasing Dietrich. The boy, now placed on his own two trembling feet, gazed at the Methuselah in disbelief.

�What the hell are you doing, Isaac?� Isaac stood there in all his naked glory, his impressive erection standing proudly before the gaping boy.

�You said to stop, so I did.� Isaac grinned evilly and Dietrich grew angry, throwing a punch at the Methuselah�s face. The hit never landed and before he knew what hit him, Dietrich was thrown face first up against the wall.

�Would you make up your mind? I�m growing tired of your games.� Dietrich�s usual drawl was lost against the cold stone wall.

�I�ll do with you as I please, Dietrich.� Isaac�s warm breath in his ear sent shivers down his spine and his words sent fire straight to his arousal. Isaac slipped into his slick passage slowly again, drawing a loud low moan from the young man.

�Isaac, please.�

�Mmm.� Isaac shuddered obscenely, a malicious grin painting his face. �Please what, Dietrich?�

�Just fuck me already!� Dietrich burst out against the stone, tightening on Isaac purposefully. Isaac groaned, gripping the boy�s hips and slamming into him with renewed vigor. He rode the Terran mercilessly and watched as his hand strayed down the wall towards his own erection. Isaac quickly caught Dietrich�s hand and held them both above his head with one of his own, grinding them painfully into the wall. Dietrich cried out, the pain only heightening his pleasure. His arousal ached and he prayed Isaac would stroke him. Isaac, feeling his thoughts, ghosted his fingers over the boy�s spine and chest, his long fingers slipping underneath his clothing to tease him. Dietrich ground his teeth together, insisting mentally, knowing Isaac could hear it. Isaac, drawing closer to his completion, decided to forego further teasing. Instead, he pressed his body fully against the younger man and reached down to stroke his throbbing sex in time with his thrusts.

Dietrich arched his back and began a string of pained mewls, reminding Isaac of a cat in heat. Isaac grinned and lifted the boy�s hips, slamming repeatedly into the jewel within him, driving Dietrich into a blinding orgasm. Dietrich�s fingers dug into the stone, his back arched painfully as he screamed, his seed spraying over the stones. Isaac groaned loudly as Dietrich�s muscles clamped around him, milking his orgasm from him. When the final waves of his pleasure receded, Isaac pulled out and released Dietrich�s hands. Isaac grinned as Dietrich righted himself and struggled to straighten his jacket and shirt. His clothes may have been rumpled, but he showed no signs of being disheveled himself. He grinned up at Isaac.

�I knew you would eventually see it my way.� Isaac gripped his chin, looming over the shorter man.

�I believe you felt my point as well.� Isaac brushed his hips against Dietrich�s and the boy smiled.

�Indeed. You always get your point across.� Dietrich walked over to Isaac�s closet, removing a pair of pants. Dressing himself in the overly large garments, he tucked and rolled, hiding the evidence by tugging his jacket low and slipping his boots over the hem of his jacket.

�So, I see you�re not prepared for everything.� Isaac smiled at the predicament that he�d put Dietrich in by shredding his clothing.

�Actually, most of the coven is asleep by now and I doubt I�ll be seen before I reach my chambers.

�You think you�re so slick, Dietrich.�

�Was I not?� Dietrich quipped as he set the tray of food in the Methuselah�s lap. Isaac had crawled back into bed and covered himself in his sheets.

�Quite the slick little bastard, as always, Dietrich. Make sure you are like that whenever you come to see me in my chambers.� Isaac picked at his food, refusing to look at the Terran. The command in Isaac�s voice was quiet, but strong and Dietrich shuddered visibly.

�As you wish, Master.� Dietrich smiled at the shocked expression on Isaac�s face, rising to go. �Until tomorrow then.� With soft confident steps Dietrich crossed the room and exited, the door closing with a soft whoosh.
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