Voyeur | By : amandalee Category: S through Z > Underworld Views: 3868 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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“Strip,” Viktor ordered as soon as the two were safely within the walls of his private bedchamber. When he noticed the rather frightened and hesitant look on Kraven’s face, he smiled slyly, adding, “Oh, come on - you watched me on display for several minutes, so it’s only fair that I get to see you, as well.”
“Yes, my Lord…” Kraven murmured and started to unbutton his black, velvet tunic, which fit his slim, well-toned form perfectly. The Regent knew that his appearance had never disappointed anybody and was quite confident that Viktor would not be the first. He pulled it over his head and looked around for a suitable place to hang it. Before he could solve the problem, Viktor did it for him by taking the garment and tossing it upon his bed.
The Elder eyed the now semi-naked younger Vampire. “Your trousers, too,” he said. “Come on.”
“Yes, my Lord…” Kraven repeated, and felt a blush spreading over his face when he reached down to undo the lacings to his pants. Not that he was in any way a prude; on the contrary, he had stripped for many lovers in his past, both male and female, but this was Viktor. His Sire. An Elder! And someone he had spied on three nights ago.
“Good boy!” Viktor grinned when Kraven slid the pants down past his legs, removing them together with his boots, leaving the younger Vampire stark naked save for his jewellery. The Elder’s gaze fixed on Kraven’s member, which was so far soft. He liked what he saw, though… The Regent had a very attractive body, and Viktor hoped that Kraven’s rumoured skills between the bed sheets were true.
“Oh, and by the way… While we’re in here, don’t call me “my Lord”.”
Kraven failed to hold back a small smile. “No, of course not… Viktor…” he replied, purring his Sire’s given name seductively.
Then Viktor suddenly clicked his tongue. “My, my… presumptuous, aren’t we? You’re to call me “Master”, you naughty little voyeur. And I’m going to punish you for shamelessly spying on me while I was having a private moment!”
Kraven gulped. “Master”?? And what was Viktor saying about punishment? The younger Vampire suddenly started having second thoughts about this. Not knowing what his Sire had in mind made him nervous.
“Face the wall and put your hands against it,” was Viktor’s next order. “Now.”
He could sense Kraven’s nervousness and it made him oddly excited, somehow. His eyes raked the boy’s shapely back and continued down to the pale, firm rump. Viktor already knew exactly what to do. He quickly retrieved a long, wooden cane from a cupboard and eyed the object thoughtfully. A lecherous grin formed on his face. Oh, yes, he could definitely put this cane to a better use…
Kraven twitched when he felt the first strike across his buttocks. Viktor had… hit him? With what?! It felt cold… and hard. The second strike came shortly after the first, and it was harder. The Regent yelped from the unexpected pain. “My Lord, please…!” he cried out, trying to look over his shoulder to see what Viktor was up to.
The Elder came up behind him in an instant, grabbed his dark locks of hair and roughly pulled his head back. “First of all… it’s not “my Lord”, it’s “Master”. Second of all… you have no right to question my actions. And third of all… I believe that your arse will look even sweeter mixed with a slight shade of pink… Now, have I made myself clear, Kraven?”
“Yes… Master,” Kraven whispered, careful not to let his tongue slip again. As strange as it was, he was becoming aroused. The idea of being dominated in the bedroom had never appealed to him before, but suddenly it didn’t feel as bad anymore. There was something about the older Vampire, something… intoxicating.
“Good little voyeur,” Viktor smirked and actually petted Kraven’s hair. “Now… spread your legs so that I can get a better view of you… No, wider… Yes, like that.” He raised the cane again and slowly moved the edge in between Kraven’s buttocks, nudging his balls and continuing upwards.
Kraven immediately tensed when he felt the foreign object in his cleft. Viktor was not going to penetrate him with that, was he? The thought was very unsettling, but despite all, his erection did not fade. He exhaled in relief when the tip of the cane moved past his anus and up toward the small of his back. For how long was Viktor going to keep him like this? His arms were really starting to become tired, but he didn’t dare lower them, as the Elder had not given his permission.
A tremble passed through the Regent’s body when Viktor rubbed the blunt, wooded end of the cane against his opening, and this increased the Elder’s own arousal remarkably. Raising the object of punishment again, he delivered two more smacks, one on each buttock. Kraven let out a suppressed moan but did not cry out. The boy was learning, apparently.
Viktor dropped the cane to the floor. “Alright, turn around,” he said firmly.
Kraven slowly complied with the “order”. His bottom still stung - quite much, actually - and he dearly hoped that his “punishment” was over. There had to be other, more pleasant activities waiting.
“Get down on your knees,” Viktor said casually, pointing to the floor by his feet. Kraven gracefully sank down, happy that he at least could rest his arms a bit. The Elder stood silent for a few seconds, and the Regent didn’t quite know where to rest his gaze. Viktor’s feet seemed like the most obvious alternative. The Elder had apparently removed his slippers, because he was barefoot now. And slowly lifting his gaze, Kraven also saw that there was a distinctive bulge distorting the hang of Viktor’s robe just below the stomach. A furtive smile appeared on his face. He’d already seen what was hidden underneath once, and he wanted to see it again.
Viktor placed a finger under Kraven’s chin and tilted the younger Vampire’s head upwards. With his other hand, he deftly opened the sash of his robe and slid the two halves apart. Underneath, he was naked.
Kraven hungrily regarded the long, slender shaft now almost poking him in the face. He longed to wrap his lips around the organ and worship it, but he knew he had to wait for Viktor’s command.
The Elder gently stroked the other Vampire’s thick, jet-black locks, tangling his hand in Kraven’s hair. Noticing that his new lover was just as aroused as he, Viktor wondered if not Kraven had enjoyed the spanking, after all. “Suck me,” he said simply. “Put your tongue to better use.”
Leaning forward, Kraven slowly and languidly engulfed the head of Viktor’s erection in his mouth. The hand in his hair tightened its hold, but did not force him further down. The Regent began to suck and lick vigorously, strongly determined to show his Sire that he would not be a disappointment. Not able to take the entire shaft into his mouth, he used his hand to fondle the part that was left out.
After some time, Viktor started making small, suppressed noises, obviously trying not to reveal the pleasure he felt. Kraven’s confidence grew, but suddenly the Elder smacked his hand and pulled him off his erection. The younger Vampire looked up with confusion and trepidation. Had he done something wrong?
“You were to use your mouth, not your hands,” Viktor said sternly.
“I’m sorry, Master, I…”
“Never mind; I wasn’t planning on finishing this way in any case. I want to come inside you, but not in your mouth.”
“You wish to take me, my L-- Master?” Kraven quickly added when he realized his error.
Viktor smiled wryly at him. “Now, aren’t we observant?” he snorted. “Come on, rise… I don’t want to wait all evening.”
Kraven threw a sideway glance at the large, inviting bed as he stood up. Would he finally be allowed to lie down in it together with his Sire? Not that the Regent’s own bed wasn’t large or comfortable, but an Elder’s bed was always above that.
Viktor noticed the longing glances the younger Vampire shot his bed, and he gleefully thought that Kraven would get himself a less than pleasant surprise soon. “Turn around, hands against the wall, as before,” he instructed with a casual gesture.
Kraven looked first puzzled, then disappointed. “But my Lord, I… Master…--”
“Are you questioning my orders?” Viktor asked sharply and pulled the Regent’s head back again.
“No, Master…” Kraven breathed, and a sting of fear pierced his heart when he felt the crushing strength in the Elder’s hand. Viktor could probably break his neck with a single-handed motion if he wanted.
Viktor’s lips curved in an icy smile. “Good. Now turn around.”
Kraven had no choice but obey, but he didn’t like this. Viktor was going to fuck him from behind like some… Lycan?! He had hoped for something much more intimate, like lying beneath his Sire in the bed, but… this? It was humiliating.
Sensing Kraven’s anxiety, Viktor reached out and half-heartedly stroked the boy’s sensitive spine, fully visible through the skin. “Don’t be afraid, my pet - I won’t hurt you… at least not if you are good and do as I say…”
He left Kraven for a moment to retrieve something from a drawer in his bedside table. This “something” was a small vial of fragrant oil. Viktor really didn’t want to use it; it was sticky and would decrease the friction and thus make the experience a bit less pleasurable for him. But he didn’t want to hurt Kraven by entering him dry. Even if the Elder cared most for his own pleasure, he was not a completely selfish lover.
“Legs apart…” he whispered in Kraven’s ear and slid his fingers into the younger Vampire’s cleft, seeking out his opening. Kraven sighed softly when the long, elegant fingers penetrated him, digging into his channel to stretch and prepare him. When Viktor pulled the fingers out and replaced them with his hard cock, the Regent felt slight discomfort but no actual pain. The Elder had been considerate enough to use something to ease the way, and he wasn’t being overly rough.
Grabbing Kraven’s hips, Viktor slowly impaled the beautiful young Vampire on his throbbing erection, sliding in all the way to the base. He stayed still for a while after the entry, giving Kraven time to adjust, although he knew that this was hardly the other’s first time being entered.
“Ahh, so tight…” he panted, relishing the smooth, tight heat of Kraven’s body around his member. Then he began thrusting.
Kraven’s body quickly accepted the intrusion and began taking pleasure in the act. He met the Elder’s thrusts, pushing back against him and urging him to speed up. While he still would have preferred the bed, he no longer minded the position. Viktor’s cock nudged that special spot within him with almost every thrust, and the sensation was electrifying. The Regent’s own cock stood hard and straining against his belly, and he would have reached down to stroke it if he hadn’t needed both hands to keep himself upright against the wall.
Viktor smiled confidently to himself when he heard Kraven’s ecstatic moans and watched the young, supple body write in pleasure before him. He slid his hands up along the other’s sides, continuing to his back and beautifully sculptured shoulders. “Oh, yes, my pet…” he said between pants. The Elder loved how the younger Vampire’s body contracted around his cock, enhancing the incredible tightness. “Just like that…”
Reaching over to Kraven’s abdomen, he found the boy’s rock-hard cock and closed his hand around the hot, throbbing organ, drawing a strangled moan from Kraven. “Do you want me to let you come?” he whispered teasingly in the Regent’s ear.
“Oh, YES… Master, please… please, let me come…” Kraven babbled, knowing he was unable to last for long when the two pleasurable sensations were mixed.
Viktor kissed the tempting sight before him - Kraven’s long, elegant neck, head thrown backwards in intense pleasure. And the temptation grew too great to resist. The Elder’s fangs elongated in an instant and he sank them into his new lover’s neck, eagerly gulping the hot, salty blood that coursed into his mouth.
The slight pain of being bitten only added to the stimulation and triggered Kraven’s orgasm. He came hard, crying out his release and squirting his seed all over Viktor’s hand and the wall. The Elder soon followed, keeping his mouth latched to the smooth, pale neck which offered the sweet nectar that was Vampire blood.
Kraven slumped against his Sire, desperately fighting the fatigue that had come over him. Viktor was still drinking from him, and the blood loss was starting to make itself felt. He tried to ask Viktor to stop, but all that left his lips were incoherent murmurs and whispers.
He actually wondered if this was going to be the death of him before he finally fainted and went completely limp in Viktor’s arms.
The Elder forced himself to stop only when the younger Vampire passed out from exhaustion. Lips red with blood, he licked the last drops from the two small puncture wounds he’d created. Kraven’s eyes were closed and his legs no longer supported his weight.
For a split second Viktor feared that he might have taken too much and killed the boy, but then he noticed that Kraven was merely unconscious, not dead. Lifting the limp body into his arms, Viktor carried the Regent to his bed, and gently tucked the unconscious Vampire down. A small rill of blood slowly trickled down Kraven’s neck, and the Elder wiped it away with his finger, which he then put into his mouth, licking it clean. Kraven’s blood really tasted divine… even more so after he’d been made a Vampire.
Viktor cleaned himself, redressed, and checked his own reflection to make sure he looked presentable before leaving his chambers. Kraven was still unconscious, but Viktor had some important business to attend to and couldn’t stay with the boy. Surely the Regent would be confused - and a bit light-headed - when he woke up, but at least he’d get to know what an Elder’s bed felt like.
Viktor threw one last glance at the other Vampire’s fair features before exiting his bedchamber. Hopefully Kraven would still be there when he returned.
Finis
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