[C][M] The Return

He didn't care where he bit as long as he got blood, the man's neck was simply closer and allowed him to feed whilst still grinding his body against the man.

With each mouthful his body began to relax until he practically melted in his Sire's lap, his body moving against him lustfully.

A low groaned was muffled by Cy's neck as he rubbed his arousal up against his Sire's stomach, the friction making his body shiver in delight as he began to sate both of his lusts.

Cy's hands ran up and down the boy's back slowly as he fed and pressed against him.

He could feel the boy's lust and it was affecting him, too.

His jeans felt uncomfortably tight. He wanted them open and he wanted Ray pinned beneath him. Or did he want him on top like he was now? He'd set the pace and listen as the boy whimpered and groaned and fed.

The Vampire's hands descended to his jeans, unbuttoning them and pulling the zipper down slowly.

He freed himself with a soft moan. That felt better.

Part of him still recalled the days they had spent together, how Cy had trained his body, how he had been made to feel each time he was allowed his release.

A low moan escaped the man, his teeth baring in deeper to his Sire's neck, there was no gentle quality to the fledgling's bite nor was he careful about how much blood he took.

Rayner tore away from his throat, leaning back until he could stare at the man who's lap he sat in.

Blood dripped down his chin, his open mouth panting heavily before he leaned in, kissing the man purposely.

Cy watched the boy silently as he tore away from his throat.

His mouth began to water as his eyes trailed over the red staining the boy's lips and chin. He wanted to taste that. Lick it off very slowly.

And when the boy kissed him, that's what he did.

He returned the kiss eagerly, tongue lapping at the blood that stained his boy's lips and the crevices between his teeth.

He never enjoyed the taste of his own blood as much as he did when he was tasting it in a kiss.

Drinking his Sire's blood was like nothing he had ever experienced, he could taste the man's desires, it drew them closer and now with his blood filling his stomach he could feel the man there, resonating inside of him.

Vampiric instinct and desire drove his actions, his body knew what he wanted even if his mind didn't.

He pulled away from the kiss reluctantly, his head tilting to the side slightly, he wanted to be bitten, it wanted to hear to man taking in some of his life source so it could provide him with life as well.

The boy was already acting on his new instincts.

Cy couldn't be happier. He was falling into his life as a Vampire rather well already. He was baring his throat to his Sire. Not many Vampire's did that in the first moments.

He lapped at his boy's throat a few times before his fangs sunk into his skin.

He swallowed the blood that poured into his mouth, gripping Ray tight, pulling him against him.

His hips rocked up against him needily.

Rayner gasped and he gripped onto his Sire tightly, his legs tightening around the man's hips as he thrust and rocked his body down against the man's released arousal.

Baring his throat had earned him a bite, the feeling of the man's fangs in his neck sent a shock wave through his body which lit up every muscle and nerve in his body causing him to shiver in bliss as a groan passed his lips.

It was the man's claim on his body, he could make every ounce of him feel so alive in a single bite because Cyrenic had created this version of his body.

His body arched against the man, pressing against him as his breath picked up again, his yearning for the man's body extended beyond just the need for his blood.

He had been so into giving Ray what he wanted that he'd hadn't even realised that he had gone for the throat until he'd swallowed a few hard mouthfuls.

He pulled away from his throat, lapping at the wounds gently.

He'd fallen to the Vampire cliché. How wonderful.

"How much do you want me?" he breathed in the Fledgeling's ear as his hips rocked and ground up against him.

He gave a low purr as his throat was lapped at, looking over at Cyneric, dark lust hazing the colour of his eyes.

"I've never wanted anyone more."

He muttered, the words were not his own, but rather, the words of the creature he had become, the creature which had consumed him in his bloodlust.

Still they were true, his lust for the man didn't have boundaries, or at least, he was unaware of them, he had never been able to feel emotions so vividly.

"Good," he purred.

Cy leaned forwards, laying Ray out on the bed.

He stroked down the boy's chest, kissing at his stomach gently before he tore into his thigh; very close to the crease.

He let the blood flow, smearing it over his fingers and over his Fledgeling's entrance. He didn't have the patience to get up and find the bottle of lube. The boy's blood would do just fine.

he pushed two fingers into him firmly, purring to himself.

The muscles in Rayner's stomach leapt under the man's lips, his body was on the edge, so ready for physical pleasure.

A soft hiss sounded as his thigh was torn into, a pleasant shudder running through him, followed by a groan as his backside was coated with his own blood.

The man cried out a moan as fingers pushed into him firmly, his body was still sensitive and being stretched like his, though it had become an every day occurrence before he had been turned, was still new to him.

His hips thrust down against the fingers as he writhed against the bed, his hands bundling into the stained sheets.

"Moan loud for me, honey."

He wanted to hear the boy cry out with all the pleasure that he was determined to bring to him.

He wanted Ray writhing and moaning and crying and begging.

Cy wanted Ray to beg to feel true pleasure.

The Vampire nipped at his Fledgeling's thigh gently before lapping at the bite marks he had left, fingers thrusting firmly.

Rayner gave a loud keening moan, as the fingers continued to thrust into him.

His body had been through so much pain, pleasure was a welcome relief, he wanted more of it, he wanted Cyneric to make him feel good.

He lifted his hips slightly, writhing and thrusting his body down against the fingers, each thrust causing his arousal to twitch with longing.

"That's it," he purred softly.

He wanted the man to enjoy this. Moan loudly. Give him reactions without trying to muffle them because he felt ashamed for having them.

His fingers thrust deep into the boy, twisting with each thrust.

After a few moments, he began spreading his fingers a little, stretching him.

His toes curled as his body was stretched, his mind didn't think about the reasoning behind the stretching, the fact that he was being prepared to take Cyneric into his own body.

He didn't care at the moment, once he was himself again he may come to hate himself for giving into the man so easily, but right now he longed for it, he wanted to be close to his Sire in any way possible.

His body arched off the bed as he whimpered in longing, the feeling of the fingers twisting inside of him had his body writhing.

"That's it," he crooned softly.

The boy was giving in. Writhing in pleasure as he toyed with him. Good. More than good. Excellent.

Leaving the boy for a few days had been a very good decision to make, it seemed.

Slowly, Cy pushed in a third finger.

Rayner's body froze as a third finger was pushed into him, it was more than he was usually use to but the pain of being stretched was dwarfed by every other pain his body felt.

After a few moments of adjusting his hips tentatively began to move again, thrusting slowly against all the fingers stuffed inside of his body.

The man gave a low whine as he move, shivers wracking him.

This was a far cry than what Ray was like before.

Cy couldn't praise himself enough for cracking the boy like this. His boy was finally giving in and enjoying what Cy had to offer.

How could he not reward him for that?

Cy leaned up to kiss Ray deeply as his fingers pushed into him, stretching him.

He was eager for what came after the stretching.

Rayner kissed him back eagerly, his body arching off of the bed and pressing up against the man.

His tongue invaded the man's mouth, groaning as he tasted foreign blood, his own blood which coated the inside of his Sire's mouth.

His arms wrapped around the man tightly, his nails clawing against his clothed back, he wanted more, so much more than what he was being offered, he wanted his lust to be sated.

Cy shivered as the boys nails raked down his back.

He wouldn't be able to hold out much longer if Ray kept doing that. He was hanging on a very fine line as it was.

His fingers continued to thrust into the boy, his teeth sinking into Ray's lip as their kiss continued.

They were both hungry and they could only sate their hunger in each other.

His nails racked across the man's back again, the fabric of his shirt tearing beneath the fledgling's nails, cutting into the man's skin.

Controlling his new strength was something he would have to work on, for now it was inevitable that most things that ended up neat Rayner would end up broken and torn to shreds.

A low whining moan passed his lips as his lip was bitten, he pulled Cyneric down slightly, deepening the kiss and he pressed up against him.

Cy gave a violent shudder when his back was shredded.

Fuck it.

Ray could complain about being sore tomorrow.

He tore away from the boy and sat up. "My lap. Now." His voice was deep and husky, frazzled and affected by the deep arousal he felt.

He wanted Ray. Now. And the boy was going to give.

He needed him now like he hadn't before.

Rayner gave a low growling hiss as the man tore away from him, he didn't like being so far away from the man when he felt like this, he needed to be close to him.

The Fledgling shivered at the order, knowing his arousal was effecting his Sire made his eyes flash with yearning.

He wasted no time as he practically flew into the man's lap, his arms and legs banding around the man as he kissed and nipped at his neck longingly, his body grinding against the man, feeling unpleasantly empty now that his fingers were gone.

Cy clung to the boy as he perched in his lap again.

His hips rocked upwards, grinding against him firmly for a few moments before he pushed into him slowly.

A loud groan sounded from him as he buried his face in the boy's neck.

He could feel the hot blood slick against his skin as the boy's body slowly gave around him.

His head tossed back as his body began to slowly stretch around his Sire's arousal, a loud cry ripping from his throat as he was entered for the first time.

Rayner's body trembled as his nails piercing into the man's shoulder blades, tearing the skin as he clung to the man like his life depended on it.

The man's arousal throbbed as it was crushed between their bodies, tremors racking down his body as his breath came in deep pants.