Post by Lestat on Jan 7, 2007 11:51:21 GMT -5
Sorry, I can't help but post this again......
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A wide smirk came over Lestat’s face as he marveled at his success. Usually it would be rather difficult to even get Louis close to him, but now, oh now this was a success that would be most rewarding. Lestat had to hold himself back before he ravished his masterpiece.
Louis was half nude, only his dark jeans and a red silk blind-fold touched him; he wanted to be let go. He fell victim to Lestat’s seduction, the one thing he tried for centuries to avoid, but now, he was blind folded, a cold wind on his bare chest and his arms tied up by what felt like rope. Pulling against the rope, Louis called out to Lestat, for he was sure that the Blonde vampire was not far, “Lestat let me go…”
Stepping forward, Lestat rested his slender hands on Louis’ ribs. He felt Louis holding his breathe when he did this and it made him smile. Leaning in, Lestat then lightly kissed the other vampire on the lips; it was a soft, tender kiss. As soon as he felt Louis’ body tense up, he stopped and spoke softly, his eyes looking at the red lips he had just kissed, “ Hush, Mon ami…”
Heavily breathing, Louis turned his head toward the voice that was Lestat’s, but said nothing. He struggled again, this time with more panic, he felt the rope burning into his wrists; which made him give a small groan in pain and wince. He tried once more but only caused himself sharp pains, in a breathy voice, he asked once more,” Lestat, Let me go”
The smirk crept onto the Brat Prince’s face once more as he ran his fingers over the cold bare chest that was Louis’. His lush red lips kissed the others neck and then shoulder. He could feel every squirming movement and heard every rasping breath of air Louis took, this is what he wanted, and this is what he desired. His cold hands with the long glass-like nails dragged down Louis’ chest.
This was too much for him; Louis wanted to cry out but only groaned deeply and then struggled again. He could feel his skin-growing warm that only made him want Lestat to stop even more. He knew that his face was flushed and he was fulfilling Lestat wicked wishes, oh how was this going to end? Why of all things must this happen?
“Vous appréciez cette séduction, Louis. Résistez, il fait tout cela mieux.” Lestat whispered before he stepped away from Louis. He ran his fingers through his own blonde hair and smiled to himself, success. Turning back to Louis, he reached up, his body hard against the other vampires and then, he untied his victim and vanished from the room completely.
When Lestat’s body pressed up against his own, Louis tensed up and expected the other to do such things to him, but it never happened. He rope around his wrists was now loose and there was no body against his. Quickly he freed his hands and removed the blindfold, He was alone in Lestat’s chamber room. He could feel his own heart pounding hard in his chest as he tried to collect himself, hands shaking slightly. When he was steady, Louis saw his shirt on Lestat’s bed and quickly put it on.
From outside the room, still the warm smirk upon his face, Lestat waited for Louis to run into his awaiting arms. It was an erotic game to him, this playful seduction. He leaned up against the cold wall, unbuttoning his own shirt half way as his ears picked up the sound of Louis leaving the room. Turning the corner, Lestat reached out his hands and suddenly coming into contact with Louis. One hand pushed the dark haired vampire into the wall while the other groped Louis.
Gasping and arching his back, Louis closed his eyes as both hands grabbed at Lestat’s shoulders. He groaned in resistance and tried to free himself from his torture by pressing into Lestat and letting out a scream. But no avail, Lestat’s body only pressed back and pinning him to the wall, the hand that groped him now caressing him in such a way it caused him to bit his lower lip.
He could feel Louis slowly giving in, removing his hand that pinned him down, Lestat grabbed Louis’ right hand and kissed each fingertip before he bit down onto the smallest finger and suckling it. His tongue began to teasingly stroke the finger that was in his mouth as he continued to violate the other vampire sexually.
Wincing in the pain, Louis let out a soft whine as he looked at Lestat. His pale face was now tinted pink as he flushed from the warm feeling that now filled his own body, he was giving into the seduction, and he had no power against the Blonde Haired vampire who had created him. Another small whine, but this time, Louis willingly pressed into Lestat.
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A wide smirk came over Lestat’s face as he marveled at his success. Usually it would be rather difficult to even get Louis close to him, but now, oh now this was a success that would be most rewarding. Lestat had to hold himself back before he ravished his masterpiece.
Louis was half nude, only his dark jeans and a red silk blind-fold touched him; he wanted to be let go. He fell victim to Lestat’s seduction, the one thing he tried for centuries to avoid, but now, he was blind folded, a cold wind on his bare chest and his arms tied up by what felt like rope. Pulling against the rope, Louis called out to Lestat, for he was sure that the Blonde vampire was not far, “Lestat let me go…”
Stepping forward, Lestat rested his slender hands on Louis’ ribs. He felt Louis holding his breathe when he did this and it made him smile. Leaning in, Lestat then lightly kissed the other vampire on the lips; it was a soft, tender kiss. As soon as he felt Louis’ body tense up, he stopped and spoke softly, his eyes looking at the red lips he had just kissed, “ Hush, Mon ami…”
Heavily breathing, Louis turned his head toward the voice that was Lestat’s, but said nothing. He struggled again, this time with more panic, he felt the rope burning into his wrists; which made him give a small groan in pain and wince. He tried once more but only caused himself sharp pains, in a breathy voice, he asked once more,” Lestat, Let me go”
The smirk crept onto the Brat Prince’s face once more as he ran his fingers over the cold bare chest that was Louis’. His lush red lips kissed the others neck and then shoulder. He could feel every squirming movement and heard every rasping breath of air Louis took, this is what he wanted, and this is what he desired. His cold hands with the long glass-like nails dragged down Louis’ chest.
This was too much for him; Louis wanted to cry out but only groaned deeply and then struggled again. He could feel his skin-growing warm that only made him want Lestat to stop even more. He knew that his face was flushed and he was fulfilling Lestat wicked wishes, oh how was this going to end? Why of all things must this happen?
“Vous appréciez cette séduction, Louis. Résistez, il fait tout cela mieux.” Lestat whispered before he stepped away from Louis. He ran his fingers through his own blonde hair and smiled to himself, success. Turning back to Louis, he reached up, his body hard against the other vampires and then, he untied his victim and vanished from the room completely.
When Lestat’s body pressed up against his own, Louis tensed up and expected the other to do such things to him, but it never happened. He rope around his wrists was now loose and there was no body against his. Quickly he freed his hands and removed the blindfold, He was alone in Lestat’s chamber room. He could feel his own heart pounding hard in his chest as he tried to collect himself, hands shaking slightly. When he was steady, Louis saw his shirt on Lestat’s bed and quickly put it on.
From outside the room, still the warm smirk upon his face, Lestat waited for Louis to run into his awaiting arms. It was an erotic game to him, this playful seduction. He leaned up against the cold wall, unbuttoning his own shirt half way as his ears picked up the sound of Louis leaving the room. Turning the corner, Lestat reached out his hands and suddenly coming into contact with Louis. One hand pushed the dark haired vampire into the wall while the other groped Louis.
Gasping and arching his back, Louis closed his eyes as both hands grabbed at Lestat’s shoulders. He groaned in resistance and tried to free himself from his torture by pressing into Lestat and letting out a scream. But no avail, Lestat’s body only pressed back and pinning him to the wall, the hand that groped him now caressing him in such a way it caused him to bit his lower lip.
He could feel Louis slowly giving in, removing his hand that pinned him down, Lestat grabbed Louis’ right hand and kissed each fingertip before he bit down onto the smallest finger and suckling it. His tongue began to teasingly stroke the finger that was in his mouth as he continued to violate the other vampire sexually.
Wincing in the pain, Louis let out a soft whine as he looked at Lestat. His pale face was now tinted pink as he flushed from the warm feeling that now filled his own body, he was giving into the seduction, and he had no power against the Blonde Haired vampire who had created him. Another small whine, but this time, Louis willingly pressed into Lestat.
