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Lost is in the eye of the beholder	By : shadedmazoku Category: G through L > Lost Boys Views: 1402 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Lost Boys, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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- 1-Lost is in the eye of the beholder
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(Older fic, hence the wonky formatting.)

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They were called the Lost Boys, but in reality, they weren�t lost at all. They were just where they wanted to be. He wasn�t sure who�d come up with that name. Most likely, it was Marco, who always did have weird sense of humor. Dwayne smiled to himself. Becoming one of the Lost Boys was the best thing that had ever happened to him, even if they were a mismatched lot. They were still a family. Over the years, they�d learned to get along, even if they all had different personalities. Dwayne liked the other boys. He wasn�t too fond of Max, but neither were the other three. They just tolerated him for now. But Marco and Paul were like brothers to him. David was so much more.

Dwayne�s feelings for David were complicated. It was a mixture of respect, desire, admiration and something he didn�t have a name for. Sometimes, when David looked at him with those intense eyes of his, Dwayne would feel fluttery and giddy, just like some silly schoolgirl, and he couldn�t prevent it. David would laugh if he knew just how silly he made Dwayne feel. After all, he�d say, they were already lovers, so why would Dwayne need to be giddy over him? Dwayne smiled to himself as he could imagine David saying that perfectly well.

He wondered briefly where David was. He hadn�t seen him all night, which was unusual, but not entirely uncommon, as David sometimes felt the need to be alone. Dwayne wasn�t worried. David could take care of himself. Still, he was curious. He always was when the older vampire disappeared like that and didn�t say a word. David had always been somewhat of a riddle to him. He supposed that was what had attracted him to David when he�d first met him. Well, that and his good looks.

Dwayne had been living on the streets when he�d met David. He�d been an unwanted child and left to fend for himself by his parents. He�d made his living by picking pockets and shoplifting, and had in time developed an extraordinary skill in avoiding the police. Not a bad feat for a boy who�d grown taller than he�d expected and had long black hair, and as such, should be easy to recognize. But nobody had paid much attention to him. Not until he met David.
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Dwayne looked at the three cents in his hand. That wasn�t going to buy him anything to eat. He sighed and put the coins back in his pocket, before scanning the crowd for a likely victim. His eyes rested on a young man with pale blond hair and intense eyes. He was not like most the people he saw around here, which made Dwayne curious. He wondered who the man was. He walked by him, nearly bumping into him and fishing his wallet out of his pocket at the same time. Suddenly, the man grasped his wrist. Dwayne gasped. The man�s fingers were icy. �You choose the wrong victim today, boy,� the man said, taking his wallet back with his other hand. �But I must say I�m impressed,� he continued. �I nearly didn�t notice.� Dwayne jerked his hand free and turned to run off, but the man grabbed his shoulder instead. �Are you hungry?� Dwayne shook his head but his traitorous stomach choose that moment to start rumbling. The man chuckled. �Come with me. I�ll buy you something to eat.� Dwayne turned and looked at him. �How do I know you�re not a murderer?� He asked. The man smiled. You don�t.�

Dwayne ended up going with the man. They went to a Chinese restaurant and bought take-away. The man led him to a motorbike. �I�m David, by the way, � he said, introducing himself. �I�m Dwayne,� Dwayne replied, and looked at the bike. �Get on,� David said, sitting down on the seat, and for some reason, Dwayne never thought about not obeying. David brought them to an area where there were fences with warning sign on them, and into the strangest cave Dwayne had ever seen. It looked like a combination of a cage and an old-fashioned hotel.

David was looking around, but seemed satisfied as he confirmed that they were alone. �This used to a be a hotel,� he said, �back before the great quake. But they built it on unstable ground, and now it�s abandoned to people like us.� He took of his coat and dropped himself down on a couch, motioning for Dwayne to join him. Dwayne did, balancing the take-away on his lap.

David didn�t eat any of the food, he just watched Dwayne eat. It made Dwayne feel a little creeped out, but also quite intrigued, and slightly flushed. David was a very handsome man and Dwayne couldn�t help but wonder why David had brought him here. The way the other man was watching him was sort of scary, but also sort of flattering. Dwayne ate his food in silence and tried to not seem too starved or too curious.

Once he had finished, he looked at David, surprised at how shy he felt. He wasn�t shy usually. In fact, he was most often considered the opposite. He was silent, but not shy. His silence was a choice. David grinned, almost as if he could read Dwayne�s thoughts, and pushed the empty food boxes to the floor, so that he was free to move closer to Dwayne. He grabbed Dwayne�s chin firmly, yet not too hard, and turned his head towards him. �Ever felt like you didn�t belong anywhere, Dwayne?� He asked, his breath washing warmly over Dwayne�s face. Dwayne nodded, afraid that if he said anything, he�d wake up, because this had to be a dream. David smiled. �I knew you had. That�s why I brought you here.� He got up and fetched a large bottle of wine, which he handed to Dwayne. �No glasses, I�m afraid.�

Dwayne accepted the bottle and took a large sip. The wine tasted odd. It was sweet, but had a metal-like tang to it that wine didn�t have. Like copper. But it wasn�t bad. Dwayne downed about three fourths of the bottle before thinking to ask David if he wanted any. David shook his head and took the bottle from Dwayne, placing it on the floor before taking Dwayne�s hand and helping him up. Dwayne wanted to ask what was happening, but David motioned for him to be silent and led him to an area that was separated from the rest of the room by heavy blankets, creating a room of a sort. The only thing in there was a thick mattress on the floor, covered by some more blankets and a few big, fluffy pillows. David sat down on the mattress and pulled Dwayne with him. �What are you doing?� Dwayne asked, looking at the blond man. David smiled and pressed his lips against Dwayne�s, silencing him.

It wasn�t a gentle kiss. David was stronger than he looked, and the kiss was fierce and dominating, but Dwayne didn�t mind. He was still a little lightheaded from the wine, and he�d though of David as attractive since they met, so he easily submitted to the forceful kiss, allowing the other man to freely explore his mouth with his tongue. David chuckled when he pulled away, and simply tore Dwayne�s clothes off, showing that patience wasn�t high on his list right now. Once he�d gotten him naked, he removed his own clothes even quicker, before he pushed Dwayne down on the mattress, licking and nibbling on his neck and collarbone. Dwayne couldn�t even dream to keep up, so he let David do whatever he wanted to do, just enjoying the sensations. His neck had always been sensitive.

David was impatient, though, and before long, he abandoned the neck in favor of the nipples. He gave them both equal amount of attention, licking, pinching and biting them until they were as hard as they could get. Once he was satisfied with his handiwork, he slipped even lower down, taking Dwayne�s erect cock in his mouth, Dwayne arched his back and bit his lip hard in order not to scream in pleasure. The feeling of the man�s wet mouth on his erection was incredible. It felt like his brain had melted and poured out of his ears. David chuckled again and managed to swallow his entire cock. It didn�t take Dwayne long to reach his climax, screaming David�s name as he came. He was about to sit up when David grinned at him and held him down, using his surprising strength to keep him there. �We�re not done yet,� David said, grinning.

The blond had come up with a pot of what appeared to be cooking oil, and he was currently dipping his fingers in it, and then tracing it over Dwayne� s skin. Dwayne moaned in delight as the slick fingers brushed across his chest, they going lower and down between his legs, where they sought out his entrance. His moans faded into a startled gasp as one of those oily fingers slid into his ass, stretching him open. He sharply told himself to relax and not panic. It worked, up until David added another finger inside of him. The man spread his finger, stretching Dwayne�s passage thoroughly. Dwayne gave another moan and bit his lip again. The feeling was much better than he�d expected. David looked at him for a while, still stretching him, before suddenly nodding to himself. He pulled his fingers out and ignored the disappointed sound that came from his newfound lover.

Instead, he scoped up some more oil and used it to coat his cock before pushing the head of his erection against Dwayne�s entrance. Dwayne bit down at his lip for the third time as David�s cock entered him. Only the head at first, then the rest, until he was completely buried inside the younger man�s body. He gave Dwayne a few moments to get used to the feeling before starting to take him, thrusting in and out of him in a steady rhythm. Dwayne thought he�s die of pleasure. Every time David thrust back in, he hit some spot inside of Dwayne that made him feel like he had fireworks going off inside of him. It felt like a combination of the bliss of heaven and the fires of hell. Too soon, he could feel his second climax approaching, his entire body feeling hypersensitive right now, David increased his pace, also he nearing an orgasm. He leaned forward and licked the blood from the wound on Dwayne�s lip off. Seconds later, Dwayne screamed David�s name for the second time that evening as he came, followed by David only moments after.

Afterwards, they cleaned off and stayed cuddles up on the sofa for a while, Dwayne slowly feeling his energy going away. David was holding him, smiling. �Don�t worry,� he said, �Soon, you�ll be mine forever.�
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David came into the hotel only to find Dwayne curled up on �their� bed, a half-written note to him in one hand, and a pen in the other. David chucked and easily picked his lover up, carrying him to the room they slept in. He stroked Dwayne�s long black hair out of his face and kissed him lightly on the lips. Dwayne stirred in his sleep and murmured something about Marco�s natural hair color. David grinned and put his lower down on a pile of blankets in the bedroom the four of them shared. Paul and Marco weren�t there yet. David smiled again, looking utterly vicious for a moment. �Soon, Dwayne, we�ll be free of Max. Then, we�ll really have fun.� He fell asleep stroking his black-haired boyfriend�s hair.
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