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Shadowman (ZonaTea & Vyrania)

Aaron tried to break through, struck the bars over and over again with the heaviest thing he could lift, but they wouldn't give. His strength failed him and so did his hope. He dropped the piece of furniture and collapsed to his knees in the fading sunlight, gasping for air and bawling. He was trapped, helpless, doomed. He curled up into a ball on the floor, shaking and crying uncontrollably in pure terror. A single mantra kept repeating in his mind: I'm going to die here.
 
Emil while he didn't get near the fading sunlight he had watched Aaron exhaust himself. He had to wonder if his little lamb was even thinking about it but he could be safe in that room. Even if he were to fix the curtain, the sunlight would still streak in and his little lamb could easily just move it or rip it down again. Leaning against the door frame, not really near the light he folded his arms and watched him. "Get up little lamb" he told him. "You look like you've laid down for slaughter"
 
Aaron didn't move. He stayed right where he was, curled up in the sunbeam, knowing it was all that was keeping those cold hands off of him. It would soon be gone, and the cold winter wind was blowing in through the iron bars, but Aaron didn't move. He was petrified, just waiting as the seconds ticked by until his flimsy shield was dissipate and leave him at the mercy of his captor once more.
 
The dying red beams were slowly disappearing and Emil was getting all the fun sapped out of it. He was never going to kill him. He had his reasons for calling him lamb. Mostly because he was adorable, and white. And soft. Sure he sometimes meant it for slaughter but he would approach slowly as there was enough shadows for him to do so. "Get up" he told him. "You don't need to lay in the glass"
 
Aaron was not cooperating at all. What was the point. This creature was going to hurt him either way, and he was too terrified to move, not to mention the fatigue of coming down from his adrenaline rush.

Unfortunately for him, his time was nearing an end. His shivered as the last of the rays shifted away from him, leaving his curled form in shadow where the vampire could now easily reach him. He didn't even register the little cuts on his skin from the broken glass. None were severe, but they would certainly sting when he could feel them again.
 
Emil moved to Aaron and scooped him up into his strong arms. "Come now" he told him. He had enjoyed the teasing but it had gone on far enough. It was obvious that Aaron had broken down. "You're certainly easy prey if you just lay there like that" he pointed out. "Tell you what, if you find a way to get out I won't hunt you down. You can leave" he said. But he wouldn't tell him where they were of course. That would just ruin things and he had gotten such a thrill at first at hunting him down. Too bad it had to end.
 
"J-just do what you mean to do and get it over with!" Aaron pleaded through his sobs. he wasn't fighting the creature or trying to run. "I kn-know you won't let me go. I-I'm not an idiot. J-just stop it!" Anger brought on by desperation tinged his voice. He might have pounded his fists if he thought it would be like anything more than striking a stone wall. He knew how close freedom was, and he knew that - given a little time to himself without being chased - he could find an exit and be standing just a brief walk from the University. At the same time, he knew he'd never reach it.
 
"No" Emil said flatly. "No you ruined my hunting game" he continued as he carried Aaron off further into the castle again. This time he didn't stop as they passed the long corridors, until he reached an older room. It smelled heavily of wood in there. Walking to the old cot he would drop Aaron on it. It probably wouldn't feel the best so he didn't mind. "You had the chance to escape and you blew it, you laid there. 40 more minutes and perhaps you could have gotten away, escaped to your precious uncles" he sneered as the door slammed shut behind them. Yanking him around, he would position Aaron so he was on his back, turning him so he could stand and that soft face was right at his crotch. "Now I'm going to enjoy myself in a different way"
 
Aaron didn't struggle or even reply, nor did he allow those words to sink in. He knew it was all just a taunt to make him feel as though there had ever been a chance. The weight of hopelessness had finally settled on the young man's shoulders. He would die here and the process would be slow and torturous. For the first time, he began to hope Emil would get careless, would go too far and end it quickly.
 
With a growl Emil pulled off his pants so that his fat erection hung in the air. Lining himself up he would push it forwards passed Aaron's lips. It didn't matter if he sunk his teeth down. He kind of like the extra feeling but he was going to face fuck him good, hard and not let up this time. He had given up and Emil was going to see just how much his little lamb struggled if at all.
 
Aaron gagged as Emil slid back into his mouth. His body tried to reject the obstruction, but he didn't try to run or fight again. His teeth scraped the hard shaft, but not intentionally; he simply couldn't be bothered to try and keep them out of the way of the thick cock.
 
The extra sensation did nothing to slow Emil down as he forced himself all the way down Aaron's throat, not bothering with worrying about the gagging. The fighting was nice and he pushed forwards, running his own hand over Aaron's member. "Mm..forgot how tight your body was" he would hold it there for a good minute before pulling back just enough to let him breathe. He wanted to see him squirm, but he hadn't fought, and frankly it was a little boring but he enjoyed himself right not to stop.
 
Aaron gagged and choked, instinct finally starting to make him struggle when he simply could not breathe. He gasped when it was allowed him, but it wasn't enough. His lungs were starting to burn and his vision was going out of focus, so he squeezed his eyes shut, tears still leaking from the corners. Emil got part of what he wanted: Aaron wasn't really fighting, but he was struggling to breathe and most certainly squirming.
 
Emil would shallowly thrust making sure that Aaron had enough breath to take in for a few minutes. He wanted the squirming to continue of course and then suddenly without warning he would push himself into that tight throat all the way again fucking his face hard for a few times before he pulled back to let him breathe again. "Mmm...take it my little slut" he groaned. But he didn't wait nearly as long before he thrust in again and fucked his face hard a good twenty seconds before he pulled back.
 
At last Emil got a real struggle as the primal fear of suffocation finally took over. Aaron flailed and tried to push at the man standing over him when he had the thick shaft impossibly far down his throat. When he was allowed to gasp desperately for air, he tried to turn his head, violent coughs making his body quake as it tried to eject the obstruction from his mouth. Aaron was beginning to feel incredibly dizzy from the inconsistant airflow and the panic, but he couldn't escape, no matter how hard he tried. He did bite a couple of times, trying to get Emil to pull out completely, but the vampire was surely too resiliant to feel much of anything; it was like biting down on stone.
 
Emil was feeling pretty stimulated from watching Aaron and he would take a little pity and pull out completely so that his little lamb could properly breathe and get some airflow in. Gripping him, he would flip his little lamb around again easily, while taking off his clothes. There were plenty and he was hungry for what lay between his legs. Getting a good firm grip on Aaron's thighs, Emil tugged him right to the edge of the bed watching him for a moment. "Biting does nothing but turn me on, so you know" he told him. So trying to use that as a form of getting him out of his throat didn't help but right now, he was ready for another tight hole.
 
Aaron gasped as soon as he was able and then succumbed to a violent coughing fit that very nearly made him physically ill once again. He was reeling so badly that at first he didn't actually notice what was happening, but when he heard Emil speak to him, it drew his attention back to the monster standing over him. Tears were streaming down Aaron's face and he was still trying to catch his breath, but he realized in that moment that this wasn't going to stop any time soon. His mind flashed back to the first night, to the violence of the first time he'd been taken. No preparation, and this time no lubrication other than his own saliva. Aaron began to tremble badly. "Please don't..." he whispered, voice filled with desperation and terror.
 
Emil however, would not thrust right into Aaron but instead lower his head and lick and tease those naked thighs. His tongue, thankfully warm as he guided it over the warmer flesh before him. "No?" he teased, looking right at his yummy lamb. Finally he moved ot the flaccid member before running his tongue over it. He could tell he was scared it was, quite sexy to the vampire. He'd make sure he was at least a little lubed this time before thrusting in. As he licked and teased him with his hand he licked a finger and slowly started to work it inside him. He was attempting to prep this time, it was even more satisfying to see Aaron actually enjoying it and be disgusted with himself.
 
Aaron turned his head to the side, trying to ignore what Emil was now doing. As frightened as he was, it took some time before his body would actually respond to the stimulation, but again his will, his member began to harden. He whimpered when he felt that finger snake its way into him, and the small space was made even tighter by the tension in his body. he wanted to protest, but he also knew that Emil was going to take him with or without preparation and protesting now might earn him a lot more pain than he was already going to endure.
 
Emil however seemed unusually patient than he had a moment ago as he finally brought his little lamb into his mouth and pushed all the way down making sure his nose bumped right into Aaron's stomach. He liked to see him start to get hard and he would continue simply to ease his finger in and out. He wished he had a bit more lubricant but he would have to do with what he would. Oils perhaps, there might have been a little oils around. Sucking hard he made sure to continue deep throating him.
 
The list of things Aaron had expected to feel certainly had not included this. He gasped and his head tilted back as it spun with the sensation. He still couldn't decide if enjoying this or feeling nothing but pain was worse, but he found himself trying not to let the stimulation get to him. It didn't really work, and he was soon hard in Emil's mouth. The vampire's actions also proved a powerful distraction for what his fingers were doing below.
 
Emil continued his deep throating, pulling up to the head to lick and swirl his tongue over it before he slid slowly back down. All the while he continued to ease his finger in and out of his little lamb. Groaning around him he started to ease in a second finger. That tight ring was still giving him a little trouble it felt, but he felt confident he could get him loosened up. Oh he'd get it and he'd get his little lamb a groaning mess no problem. He really needed to find that oil, but perhaps in a little bit.
 
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