KY-Bloodlust

Disclaimer: I do not own Vassalord.

I recently saw a commercial for KY: Yours and Mine personal lubricant. It gave me an idea.

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“Johnny Rayflo, you magnificent son of a bitch,” the dark haired vampire cackled to himself. Finally, a means of revenge against his beloved Cherry for all the bites, for all those completely random nights that the blonde would leave him drained and powerless. Johnny shivered in remembrance of three nights ago. Just as usual, Cherry shows up looking for a fight and instead Johnny ends up as a meal. Dammit, he didn’t mind if the drinking led to something more, he really didn’t, but when it was just pointless gluttony!

The nerve of that insensitive cyborg!

“Ha, ha, no matter,” Johnny said happily, clutching the small little vial in his hands and a maniacal grin set on his lips. “Thank you, God in heaven for connections.” He licked his lips in anticipation. He had been able to get this little formula through a close friend that worked for the company. Due to the increased number out un-closeted (or as Johnny referred to it, un-coffined) vampires, KY had decided to release a personal lubricant that was specifically formulated for vampires. The product was still in its developing phases and needed to be tested. Johnny had happily volunteered himself and his partner. When asked, however, if Cherry would be okay with the test, Johnny had had to tell a bold-faced lie. At the time, Cherry had been in Italy for something or another and had only returned three days prior to the moment Johnny was mentally preparing in the hallway.

Cherry was still exhausted from his last assignment from the Vatican and had been left with several injuries. One more reason Johnny detested those boy-touching bastards. Cherry always gave his best and almost constantly came back with more injuries than the assignment was worth. It truly broke the older vampire’s heart, but there was no deterring the ever-insistent Charles J. Krishund from his duty to God.

Taking a deep breath, Johnny carefully opened the door that would lead into Cherry’s bedroom. There he was, still laying flat on his stomach and suffering from that spinal injury. Vampiric healing took care of most of the damage, but the ache took longer. Cherry would be sore for days without Johnny’s stealthy help.

“What do you want?”, Cherry asked crudely, turning his head to look at his master.

“Aw, Cherry-baby, you look so sore. I thought I might help.” Johnny shut the door with a soft click, Cherry letting out a barely audible grunt. “I thought I could give you a nice relaxing backrub.” He scratched the back of his head modestly, Cherry’s expression giving him the hint of “go away”. “I was practicing while you were away. My teacher says I’m really good. And then afterwards I thought we’d enjoy a nice hot bath together.” He tried to put on a sweet smile, his most loving and endearing. Such puppy looks tended not to work on Cherry, but it was worth it, right?

“You’re gonna do what you want anyway,” Cherry conceded, earning him a light-hearted squeal from his companion.

“You won’t regret this Cherry! NOW STRIP!”

“What?! Ow…” In his exclamation, Cherry had accidentally sat right up on his hands and knees, thus straining his already unwell back.

“Just trust me, Cherry,” Johnny said casually, walking over to the bed. “It’ll help a lot more if I can have skin to skin contact.” Cherry sighed in aggravation.

“That seems to be your preference,” he said coolly. Johnny just snickered.

“Come on now, jacket and shirt off.” He leaned in. “Although, you do seem to enjoy it more when I strip you down, Charles.” He had purred the priest’s real name, forked tongue darting out to lightly lick at his ear. Cherry shivered, but that was the extent of his reaction.

“Fine, fine,” he groaned. Johnny grinned, watching Cherry remove first his long coat and then the white dress-shirt underneath. His eyes gazed up and down the other vampire’s back. Charlie reminded him of a horse with the fine curvature of his back and the presence of sinewy muscle. Johnny ended up having to bite on his thumb to keep from groaning. All in good time Johnny-boy, he thought to himself, all in good time.

“Now lay down on your stomach.” Surprisingly, Charlie agreed to what was asked of him. Johnny clambered onto the bed, sitting himself on the small of his beloved Cherry’s back. Excitement building in his chest, he gently squirted some of the KY lotion onto his palm, making sure to save some for later incase he got the desired effect.

Almost in the same instant that Johnny’s fingers touched the cyborg’s skin, Charlie groaned in a mix of pain and relief. The pressure was more than welcome, seeming to ease all of the tension off of his shoulders and spine. Johnny grinned, going onto to rub down Charlie’s back and sides. The light-haired priest would groan and moan in smooth pleasure, Johnny’s hands feeling almost magic on the overworked robot’s sore back.

“You weren’t kidding,” he said quietly.

“Told you I was good,” Johnny cooed quietly, currently working on the tailbone. God, the noises alone Cherry had been making were doing the job for the older vampire. Cherry was so reserved, so calm all of the time that hearing such barely wanton sounds as these nearly sent Johnny over the edge of reason.

A few minutes later, however, the noises began to die down and were replaced with silence. Johnny grinned. This typically meant that the person was ultimately calmed. He leaned his lips by Charlie’s ear.

“Charlie…”, he whispered. He ran his hands down to the small of Charlie’s back smoothly, his lips touching the back of the cyborg’s neck tenderly, almost teasing at the possibility of a bite.

Silence.

“Mm, Charlie, your blood smells so good,” Johnny moaned, his hips moving slowly against Charlie’s torso.

Still nothing.

“Charlie?”, Johnny questioned, getting a little suspicious as to his partner’s silence. “Charlie?”

Snore.

Johnny blinked. Snoring?

“He fell ASLEEP?!”, he exclaimed. “Cherry! That’s not fair!” The older vampire folded his arms in a huff, a frown evident on his face. “Damn you to hell.”


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“Remind me again why I had to come with you,” Johnny huffed, folding his arms. Charlie gave him an arched eyebrow stare. Usually the older vampire whined incessantly when he wasn’t permitted to tag along.

“There are humans everywhere,” he replied. Johnny rolled his eyes before answering.

“Right, and you could get hungry again and attack people and that’s apparently bad.”

“Precisely. And while I have you talking, I might ask why you’re in such a mood tonight.”

“No reason,” Johnny muttered, head scrunching into his shoulders like a pouting child. Charlie stared at him for a moment. Johnny had been like this ever since he had woken up to get ready for the event. Despite the effort to remain on Johnny’s face, however, Charlie’s eyes slowly began to drift down to his neck, to that beautiful vein that popped out of his neck when the other vampire turned his head just right.

There it was! Charlie licked at his fangs, eyes giving away the hint of hunger that Johnny always brought out in him. It had been a while since he had eaten and he was chalking up most of his behavior lately to that. His back did feel a world better from Johnny’s massage, every kink that had been there was gone. It had been nice to be able to move again. The feel of his master’s fingers was more soothing than most sensations he was permitted with. The sensation of those only slightly rough fingertips gliding down the skin, just enough pressure applied, and the palms of his hands going everywhere they needed to be. Then there was the knowledge of what those hands were capable elsewhere, how they clung and clawed, how Johnny bit and bucked, how he begged and writhed…

The blonde shook his head in an attempt to dispel any more black thoughts. Just walk away for a moment, he thought. That will clear your head. Without another word to the dark-haired vampire, Charlie wandered off into the crowd. Johnny watched in a mope as Charlie’s figure grew smaller and smaller in the throng of people. He hadn’t gotten what he wanted at all! As a matter of fact, it was almost like Charlie was being colder to him! It was the exact opposite effect. He would be writing the company, that’s for sure! He was not a satisfied customer at all!

The night was so stale it almost made Johnny fall asleep. He spent most of the time leaning against the doorway incase Cherry decided to leave. Maybe when they went back he could still somehow manage to entice the blonde into some intimacy.

“Sometimes it doesn’t feel worth it,” he said with a pout. Imagine the brooding vampire’s surprise when a pair of arms wound themselves around his waist in a very touchy manner. Immediately Johnny tensed up. It was rare at events like this, hosted by the church, to be touched in any way let alone one of such strong contact. “Who’re you bub?”

“Master…” The voice was so deep and velvety in his ears that it made Johnny shiver. “You don’t recognize your own creation?”

“Hey, Cherry,” the black-haired man said quietly. He shuddered, Charlie’s tongue lapping at the jugular vein sadistically, slowly. God, it was like a wet dream.

“It’s Charlie,” the younger man said. His voice sounded different, more powerful in a way, and (dare I say?) slightly evil. Not to even mention the fact that Charlie’s hands were well below their usual limit, fingertips dipping just slightly past the belt.

“Can we go yet?”

“Just a little longer, Master,” Charlie whispered in the older man’s ear. “Your blood is rushing. Does that mean you’re getting excited?”

“With you licking at my neck and talking like that,” Johnny said, “yeah, you might say I’m getting a little antsy.”

“You should learn to calm yourself then,” Charlie cooed, his lips finding the connective curve from Johnny’s neck to his shoulder. Johnny shuddered, Charlie raking his fangs against the skin in a mock bite.

“Now, now, Cherry, you can’t eat before dinner.” He heard the younger man groan behind him.

“But Master…” Charlie’s hands began to move over the fabric of Johnny’s clothing. The older vampire would be lying to say that he wasn’t enjoying the contact. The blonde’s hands pulled back, rubbing against the fabric, his nails digging in.

“My, my, Cherry, you certainly are eager this evening.” He felt a kiss on the back of his neck, Charlie’s breath warm and his teeth pert. Before a second thought could glance across Johnny’s mind, he felt his fledgling bump his hips. The brunette’s eyes widened in pure amazement.

Charles J. Krishund was already hard.

“But Master, I’m starving and so bored,” Charlie whined, though in a voice that could have easily been a moan of pleasure. The blonde continued to kiss around Johnny’s neck, his hands going up over the cloth that shielded the brunette’s stomach and chest. His nails were digging eagerly into the material, almost as if preparing to rip it off.

It was intoxicating.

“I suppose…one bite wouldn’t hurt,” Johnny whispered. He actually winced, Charlie bit down so hard. The blood wasn’t permitted to simply flow into the blonde’s mouth like usual, no; Cherry was sucking it out enthusiastically. Meanwhile, those hands could not hold still. All that Charlie seemed to want to do was touch Johnny everywhere and anywhere his hands could go. After a moment or two, Charlie pulled the two men back into the darkness that laid beyond the archway. “Cherry?”

“I can’t wait two more hours, master,” Charlie whispered, lips barely centimeters from Johnny’s ear. “I’m hungry…” That said, the blonde promptly bit into the older vampire’s ear, sucking at the skin hungrily. Johnny gasped, his neck arching and his hands grapping behind him for some part of Charlie to hold on to. “There’s a few empty rooms upstairs that no one is using.” Johnny could feel the grin on the face behind him along with the tongue licking at his neck and back.

“Is Charles J. Krishund suggesting that we do all sorts of heathen things in a church?”, Johnny asked, arching an eyebrow.

“Perhaps,” Charlie replied, voice raspy.

Johnny grinned.

“I’m game.”

And off they went, tearing up the stairs as if someone had lit a fire on their tailcoats. I didn’t take long at all to find a spare room somewhere. Charlie all but tackled Johnny to the door, attacking his lips in the process and devouring the other man’s mouth. The brunette vampire was happily surprised and intrigued by the cyborg’s behavior. His arms wound around Charlie’s neck, the robot’s hands going under the cloth this time. Johnny’s hips bucked involuntarily against his fledgling, eliciting a moan from both vampires. Charlie’s hands continued to run over Johnny’s body in that beautiful frenzy that only comes with the highest level of sexual desire. Oh, how magnificent it was to see this fire in Charlie! The way he was kissing Johnny! Oh! It was breathtaking!

It almost took a full five minutes of the two men making-out to get into the room, mostly through a process of Johnny fumbling with the knob while Charlie fumbled with the jacket Johnny had been wearing. Once inside, the two promptly fell with Charlie landing on top, lying comfortably between Johnny’s legs. They were far enough in that Johnny could shut the door with his foot with a dull slam. He grinned happily, even chuckling while Charlie bit, licked, and kissed relentlessly at his neck, frantic for both blood and sexual release.

“Cherry, I do declare,” Johnny said, amused. “I have never seen you so frantic!” Charlie gazed down at the brunette with a smile, licking his lips and paying particular attention to his fangs. He growled lowly in his throat, a look coming over his face that made Johnny shrink back. Cherry never got such faces, never got such thoughts.

“Some black magic that some…terrible vampire must have placed on your beloved Cherry,” he said evilly, licking his lips and leaning in for a passionate kiss. Johnny fell right into the sensation, arms wrapping around Charlie’s neck while the cyborg slid one cold hand up the brunette’s muscular stomach and chest. The shock of the touch made the older man gasp and arch his back. He could feel his nipples harden from the rush of cold, a temptation Charlie could not resist as he pinched them playfully and twisted one around between his fingers.

Johnny was in shock. It usually took so much to get the simplest gesture out of Cherry, but look at him now! Cherry was kissing, he was biting, and he was touching so strongly it was almost as if he were possessed.

And then came his lips.

“OH GOD, CHARLIE!”, Johnny called out, the blonde’s lips wrapping around one of his master’s nipples, not being at all gentle. Charlie’s teeth punctured through the skin and he vigorously sucked at the blood that flowed out, thusly also sucking at the bud. To add to the excitement, Charlie began to thrust his hips against Johnny’s. Oh God, it was too much! Charlie pleasured him enough on a normal day and it was always fantastic, but God, the energy he was putting into it today!

The blonde was finally starting to have enough of this foreplay. It was all too easy to strip off Johnny’s pants. He grinned viciously when his fingers brushed against the erect shaft, the brunette shivering in response and biting onto his fist to silence what would have been a very loud moan. Charlie leaned forward, staring into Johnny’s eyes with a very evil grin.

“Why so shy today, Johnny?”, he asked.

“N-no reason…I just don’t want anyone interrupting, that’s all.” Charlie smiled.

“Oh, but I love those noises so much.” The cyborg ran his fingers ever so lightly from base to head, making Johnny shiver and moan, his back arching. The grin only spread as Charlie moved down Johnny’s body, licking playfully at his stomach and tongue dipping into the bellybutton. The brunette gasped and moaned, leaving himself completely at Charlie’s mercy.

And then it came, the most beautiful sensation Johnny had felt in such a long time.

Johnny’s hands took a firm hold on Charlie’s short blonde locks while the younger vampire used everything at his disposal to pleasure his master. Tongue, teeth, lips, and vocals all being pimped out for this sole moment. The brunette tried to keep himself calm by breathing as fast as his heart was going, but it did little to silence him. Moans lifted out of his mouth like a serenade to the devil himself, the sounds only fueling Charlie’s passionate torture. Eventually, Johnny couldn’t stop himself from bucking into the warm cavern consuming his erection, surprised to find Charlie not only staying to his task, but going down more. Before long the blonde was outright deep-throating his older counterpart and enthusiastically at that.

Just when the older vampire thought he would climax in a rush of sound and sweat, Charlie pulled his mouth away with one final lick to the head, making Johnny whimper at the loss.

“Charlie…,” Johnny whined, watching the blonde remove his first layer of clothing to reveal a nice white button-up shirt underneath. Johnny stared. His favorite part of foreplay was removing Charlie’s ever-present dress-shirts. Don’t bother asking why he loved it so much, though, there didn’t seem to be one solid explanation. Maybe it was the slow reveal of the young creature’s pale skin or the muscles that were so cleverly hidden. Whatever the reason, Johnny pushed himself up far enough to start the process of unbuttoning the shirt. Charlie smiled while he watched the brunette kiss down his chest, kisses that were mere feather touches of lips with barely any contact being made. Finally then, when the midsection had been revealed, Johnny licked hungrily at the blonde’s nipples, which were erect from pleasure. Charlie never seemed to gain as much pleasure from what was done to him as he did from seeing how what he did effected Johnny. Moans were Charlie’s weakness, moans and dirty back talk. As soon as Johnny’s replies became as bad as Charlie’s questions the sex just escalated to almost nothing but pure hump.

“Enjoying yourself, master?”, Charlie asked, one hand digging into Johnny’s hair while he licked and sucked at the blonde’s nipples. Upon hearing a soft moan in response, Charlie tugged Johnny’s hair back sharply and planted another forceful kiss on him, shrugging the shirt off his shoulders. Johnny’s hands went to work getting rid of the stupid pants that stood between him and the best pleasure-giver on the planet. Charlie was not a small man in stature or build so it was no surprise that God had indeed blessed the blonde. What a waste that he was a priest…

“I’ll enjoy it ever more when you’re inside me, Charlie,” he moaned, eyes locking with his creation. Seemingly even more eager than was the older one, Charlie pushed Johnny to the ground and lifted the older man’s legs onto his shoulders. Rarely did they really need any sort of lubrication or preparation, the pain being almost as stimulating as if they had. Johnny flourished on pain, that much was obvious from the number of bite marks that could usually be seen on his body once he and Charlie had finished their night together.

Before the black-haired vampire even had time to think, BOOM, there was Charlie! The man was gigantic, a solid ten inches at least and a circumference of three. Sometimes Johnny believed it was a miracle that he was able to fit all of Charlie in him, especially when the young one was so excited as he is now. Johnny’s eyes widened and his head was thrown back with an exclamation of pleasure, completely unable to hold his noises back any longer.

Charlie grinned sadistically.

“You like that, Master?”, he asked lowly, licking his lips. Johnny stared back up at him, batting his eyelashes so that his eyes appeared as mere slits in his beautiful face.

“You bet your ass I do,” he purred, turning to a moan when Charlie pulled out roughly and rammed back in. It hurt and he was probably bleeding but it felt SO good! The motion started, in and out, in and out and all Johnny could find in his power to do was to buck up his hips to get more and to moan, groan, and gasp for all he was worth. After a few moments, he felt Charlie’s hands slide down his arms ever so slowly and grip his wrists. What was he planning? Charlie then slammed Johnny’s hands to the ground, pinning him so that it would be impossible for the brunette to get back up. Johnny faced the blonde cyborg, panting and moaning, to be met with an evil grin.

“You like that too?”, the blonde asked.

“Yes,” Johnny panted.

“You like it when I hold you down and fuck you?”, he growled, punctuating the sentence with a hard thrust and causing Johnny to whimper and moan.

“Yes! I love it!”

“Then ask for it.”

“Huh?”

“Beg,” Charlie hissed, baring his fangs and pulling out but refusing to go back in. Johnny whined.

“Cherry-baby…”

“Ah-ah-ah, you know my name, Master,” the blonde purred, tongue lolling out lazily to lick at his canines teasingly. Johnny whimpered, wanting Charlie to just bite him and suck.

“Charles,” the brunette moaned, “please…please thrust back in.”

“Make me think you want it, first.”

“I need you inside me, Charles,” Johnny moaned, arching his back so that he consumed just a little more of Charlie’s thickness.

“How badly?” Charlie thrust in only a little, enough to tease but not to satisfy and making Johnny moan beggingly.

“I’d drop all my sinful behaviors, take a vow of chastity, become a monk, and die from not drinking enough blood to get you to fuck me like an animal in heat, Charlie! Pleeease!”

The blonde grinned.

“I suppose that will do.” WHAM!! The process continued itself, Johnny clawing at the floorboards for any kind of something to hold onto. Charlie started going fast and hard almost immediately, not giving the other vampire even a second of warning.

“Oh, Charles!”, Johnny moaned, almost in a scream. His arms wound around the blonde’s shoulders, hanging on desperately as the thrusts grew faster and more powerful with every passing second. As the thrusts grew in intensity, so did Johnny’s moans, growing louder and louder until he was almost screaming and no doubt letting the whole church in on what was going on.

Then, all of a sudden, Charles wrapped his arms around Johnny’s waist and before the brunette knew what was happening Charlie had switched their positions. The black-haired vampire yelped as he was lifted off the ground and plunged down onto the blonde’s erection. One hand left Charles’ shoulder to press against the door, his head thrown back in ecstasy.

The thrusts continued, Charles’ hands on Johnny’s hips to push him down farther and pull him up faster. Johnny’s legs wrapped around his younger lover, moving his hips backwards and forwards in a quickened motion, becoming quicker with every passing moment. His eyes fell upon the pulsing vein in Charlie’s throat, his ears hearing all of the blood pulsing through the stream and how sweet a taste it was. It took mere seconds for the older vampire to plunge in his fangs, the red flood gushing out in a rush of sensation. Johnny’s eyes rolled back into his head as the substance poured down his throat and settled in the pit of his gluttonous stomach. One hand moved from the door to Charlie’s shoulder and the other to his neck to better hold on while he drank. The same urge for food came over the blonde in due course, his teeth soon sinking into the neck of his creator, sucking out the blood as if it were molten pleasure.

The addition of the blood into their sex made it all the more heated, all the more passionate. Between them flashed a series of thoughts, feelings, memories, worries, fears, and pleasures. Two truly became one in the briefest instance shared in blood, all things melded into one form, one sensation until no more could be contained in one body or the other.

And there it was. The sweet release that, for vampires, is so much more indescribable than for humans. There was the physical gratification of orgasm, which, in itself was unfathomably fantastic. Combined with that sensation was the mental and metaphysical sensation that came with sharing blood, sharing life force. It was enough to shatter the mind and rebuild it. It was the apocalypse and rebirth of the world all in one. Both men cried out in a unearthly form of absolute bliss, Johnny clenching onto Charles even harder and the blonde clinging to his master’s hips.

The blonde fell back against the door, out of breath and his mouth coated in blood. His eyes were lazy and half-lidded as he climbed down from the beautiful high. Johnny’s forehead rested against Charlie’s shoulder, his eyes closed and mouth wide in an attempt to regain the ability to breathe like a normal person.

After a moment, the older vampire smiled, resting his head on its side to smile up at Charlie tiredly.

“What’s gotten into you today, Charles?” All he heard was Charlie make a small hum noise before answering, turning his head so that he and Johnny were faced eye-to-eye.

“I’ve been neglecting you, Master,” he said quietly, using a thumb to wipe some of the blood off his mouth. He then gently stuck it between Johnny’s lips, urging him to eat it up. Johnny happily lapped all the blood off with his tongue until nothing was left. Then he stared right back at Charlie questioningly.

“Neglecting?” Charlie brushed some stray strands of dark hair away from his master’s face, staring deeply into his eyes.

“I’ve been running around so much for the Vatican…I haven’t visited you as much and you tend to get antsy when I’ve left you alone for too long.”

“Oh…that,” Johnny said unhappily, staring away from his creation’s eyes. It was a known fact that Johnny hated the church for taking his Cherry away so much. Charles smiled down at the look on his master’s face, placing two fingers on the older man’s cheek to turn him so that they were face to face again.

“Master, you know I will always come back to you,” he said surely. “And no, it is not always just because I’m hungry. I do miss you, Master. I get overexcited when I see you after being gone for so long.”

Johnny blinked in disbelief. He never would have guessed that Charlie saw him as anything more.

“Charles?”, he said quietly. The blonde leaned in and placed a gentle kiss on his master’s lips, pulling back to give the older man a softly scolding look.

“So no more trying to use experimental lotions to get me more excited than I already am.”

Blink.

Blink.

“You knew about that?”

“You really need to learn to put your things away, Master,” Charlie said, tapping Johnny on the nose playfully and smiling with the half-lidded eyes of someone who had just played a very clever trick.

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