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Blood Ties	By : cheryl64 Category: 1 through F > Blade (All) > Blade (All) Views: 2006 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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From the Journal of Robert Frohmeyer:

Pendragon, the scourge of my life. After so many years of peace he's back. Did I really fool myself into believing that Eric was safe? I know now that my son will never be safe.
But something else has occurred, a miracle. Last night as Eric and I huddled in a cheap motel room, we watched the news. I am afraid to believe my eyes. A young man by the name of Josh Frohmeyer was speaking to a reporter about a new portable ultrasound machine developed by Talos Industries. It was easy enough to do a simple background check. He is the son of Robert and Elizabeth Frohmeyer. After all these years of thinking him dead, my precious older son lives.
I have an appointment to speak to a lawyer this afternoon. Joshua probably hates me but I pray he will not make Eric pay for my mistakes should it come to that. I know Pendragon will not stop now, but perhaps I can keep Eric safe by sending him to his brother.
*****
Scud looked at the painting in utter horror. Drake was in so much trouble right now, that thing was supposed to be in their bedroom in the lower levels, not mounted on the gallery's wall. At least the tag on it said clearly 'Not For Sale', not that it was much comfort when there were 100 strangers milling around the gallery that would see it.
“Why do you look so horrified? It's an amazing likeness.” A blond haired man next to him said. The man read the little card posted next to the picture. “'The Phoenix' I think it should be better named 'The Angel'.”
Scud not wanting to speak to anyone as embarrassed as he was mumbled 'Excuse Me.” before hurrying off in search of Drake to let him know just how far in the doghouse he was.
Pendragon watched Scud make his way through the crowd and noticed that he obviously had guards watching him. So Dagon is not so careless with this one he thought to himself before turning back to the painting.
The artist had captured the feeling of his subject rising from the flames that surrounded him. Joshua was nude in the painting save a small loincloth for modesty's sake. He was rising from his knees and looking at a flame dancing in his upturned right palm. His skin was bathed in an orangish glow from surrounding flames. It was the raven colored wings spreading from Joshua's back that really caught the eye, the shifting colors making them look iridescent in the firelight.
“It's one of my favorite pieces. Although he hates it.” Pendragon turned toward the man now standing next to him and studying the painting. “It took forever to get the lighting right.”
“You painted this?” Pendragon asked. “It's amazing.”
“Thank you. And yes I am Phillip Hawkins.” The artist said.
“Andrew Mount.” Pendragon said introducing himself. “It's a breathtaking piece. How much do you want for it? I know the tag says not for sale but you are the artist after all.”
“I am the artist but not the owner. It belongs to Dominic Drake, he simply allowed me to borrow it for the showing.” Phillip answered. “He won't part with it no matter how much you offer.”
“Oh really? Well I suppose I can understand that. After all it is a gorgeous work of art.” Pendragon said.
*****
Scud barely managed a squeak as Drake scooped him up over his shoulder as soon as the they got out of the limo. Instead of heading up to the penthouse Drake pressed the down button heading to the lower levels.
“Drake put me DOWN!” Scud yelled still angry that Drake had let Phillip put that painting in the show. “I'm not kidding Drake. Put me down....Ow!” Scud went completely still. “Oh no you didn't just smack my ass!”
Drake stepped off the elevator and headed down the corridor toward the bedroom they spent the most time in. He was massaging Scud's ass rubbing away the sting. Drake wasn't surprised that Scud had gone quiet. They had been together long enough for Drake to know that Scud was just saving it up. As soon as Drake set him down Scud was going to throw the mother of all temper tantrums. Drake didn't mind since he knew how it would end. Occasionally Scud just needed to be fucked into submission.
He wasn't wrong. As soon as Scud's feet touched the floor Scud's palm connected with his cheek. Drake smiled. He even let Scud give him a hard shove, then he pounced.
Scud backed up a step seeing the smile on Drake's face. Why did he let his temper get the best of him. Scud knew that look, the last time he'd seen it Drake had fucked him raw and then some. “Drake...babe” He said trying to calm the older vampire down. Seeing it wasn't working he tried to dart past him only to be caught as Drake snagged his waist with one long arm.
“Does somebody need a good hard fucking?” Drake said pulling Scud into his arms. Grabbing the collar of Scud's jacket he pulled it off and tossed it aside.
“Drake no! I'm mad at you right now.” Scud said struggling out of Drake's hold.
“I know, and you know how much it turns me on.” Drake said shedding his own jacket and shirt. “And it turns you on too. You love it when I hold you down and fuck you bowlegged.”
Scud was taking steps back and Drake was pacing him. Since Scud never took his eyes off of Drake he ended up stumbling backwards and falling on the bed. Before he even realized what he had done Drake's body was pinning him down. Drake wasted no time in claiming his mouth. Tongue forcing it's way inside to battle with his own.
Drake grabbed the silk tee he was wearing and easily shredded the material tearing it from his body before going to work on his belt. Scud caught Drake's bottom lip between his teeth and bit down. He glared at Drake as he pulled back.
Drake licked his lip. “Feisty, love? I can fix that.” Drake said yanking Scud's pants down to his knees and flipping him onto his stomach. Drake brought his palm down on Scud's ass several times before standing up and settling himself on the bed and pulling Scud across his lap and grabbing both of Scud's wrists pinning them against his back.
Scud's ass was already warm from the handful of swats Drake had already given him. His pants were tangled around his legs and with Drake holding his wrists all he could do was squirm against Drake's lap.
Drake rubbed his hand over Scud's bottom. “Your dick is getting hard.” Drake raised his arm and began to spank Scud, enjoying the way he wriggled trying to escape the blows.
Scud felt the fire growing in his cheeks the pain of the spanking was offset by the pleasurable friction of his cock rubbing against Drake's lap. “Argh! Ow! Drake God, please stop.” He blubbered.
“Scud you've ruined my pants. You're leaking all over my lap.” Drake gave Scud several more slaps. “And you're hard as a rock. You're enjoying this why should I stop?” Drake went back to spanking Scud.
Scud whimpered and squirmed in Drake's lap. He knew exactly what Drake was waiting for and concentrated on the friction against his cock. Drake was making him pay for the crime, he may as well commit it he thought squirming harder. Scud didn't even try to fight the rising tide. He came.
Drake felt the warmth in his lap and smiled. Reaching over to the nightstand he retrieved the tube of lube. “Now it's my turn.”
*****
Pendragon had waited patiently until it was only a guard left at the studio. All of the guests and attendees had left for home over an hour ago. Grabbing the handle of the front door he yanked it open disregarding locks, alarms and any other 'security' measures.
Making his way inside he headed to the painting. Only to find the guard was actually doing his job. Pendragon gave him a quick punch rendering him unconscious. Pendragon quickly pulled the painting from the wall and sat it by the door.
Making his way back to the guard, he grabbed the man and sank his fangs into the guard's throat tearing out his carotid and jugular. Pendragon drank his fill and then dropped the man's body uncaring of the blood spraying the paintings.
Picking up his prize he stepped out of the building and and made his way down the alley to where Joesph waited with the car. Pendragon smirked as the car turned onto the street two blocks away.
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