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Shadowman (ZonaTea & Vyrania)

It had been a few long hours but Emil had been patient like he always was. It was always interesting to watch his little lamb go about his daily life. No matter what he did, Aaron was not safe from his gaze. As much as he may fear him he was a nightmare that would not go away. It was always interesting though, seeing what he would do. Movies, or talking online...it mattered not, in the end he would be his and that was all that mattered.

Leaning down he would press his lips to his little lambs kissing him softly, gently. Emil knew he was scared, it was obvious that he was who was haunting him. But he liked being this ghost, this faceless shadow lover who stalked his prey. He gazed at Aaron with this deep hunger, he wanted to taste him and he would. Crawling up onto the bed, he would settle up beside his little lamb.

Tilting his neck back he would make sure there was enough room for his head before he would kiss and lick along his adam's apple before he moved to his throat. His fangs would elongate and he would sink his teeth into his neck drawing forth the blood from him, groaning softly as he did. It was such a rich eruption of flavor. He was drawing it out slowly, savoring each pull.
 
Aaron was not sleeping deeply, so while he did not notice when the vampire lay down beside him, he woke with a short, startled gasp when he was bitten. His eyes flew wide, but the room was completely dark. He tried to look around, to turn his head, but he felt paralyzed. His heart began to race, making his pulse pound and his blood flow more quickly into the mouth feeding on him. Aaron's breath felt constricted as it too tried to speed up, and his mind grasped desperately for what was happening. The pain was gone now and his skin felt numb, but there was something there, something on him, holding him, and he couldn't move.

Small, frightened noises escaped him in some of his breaths, but he couldn't bring himself to speak. Was this real? Was this really happening? What was happening? What was that sound - like... sucking?
 
Emil noticed the short gasp but he was so into drawing from Aaron to stop at the moment. He could feel each pulse bringing more of that lovely crimson liquid into his mouth. Pulling from him one last time he would savor the last drink of blood from him, his body warming more. Slowly withdrawing his fangs he would lick the spot where he had bitten into him to help close up the holes. He could tell he had woken him up. His poor little lamb. He wanted to continue feeding from him but, a few pulls was plenty enough for now.

Since he was so close he would drag his bloody tongue over those soft lips again before he brought his bottom lip to his and sucked on it. He was getting slightly aroused from that fear. "I will have you all to myself one of these nights little lamb, awake or not"
 
The sound of the whisper in the dark made Aaron's body lurch, and he lay completely rigid while someone's mouth was on him, someone kissed him. It felt as though an iron vice had closed over his throat, and though he tried to speak, no sound came out. He tried to turn his face away, whimpering in fright as he got a taste of blood. His blood? He wanted to bolt, to flee the clutches of this nightmarish creature, but he knew he would barely be able to move a muscle before whoever - whatever - this was had a firm grip on him. Thus, the only instinct left to him was to freeze and hope the predator wasn't incited further.
 
It was too bad for him though, Emil could be there for hours if he wished and right now he didn't want to pull away from his enticing lamb. "I know you tried so hard to hide away from me, but you can't hide under your covers this time" he purred. Aaron was there, he was his and there was nothing he could do about it. He would let go of his face, the numbness would last a while but he should be able to move just fine if he wished. That would make it all the more sweet. He enjoyed a good hunt, like any predator. It made him a little hard to think about how easy it would be to tackle him to the floor and force himself upon his prey.
 
Despite being released, Aaron still didn't move. He was taught as a bowstring and starting to get a bit dizzy thanks to his rapid breathing. He swallowed, and at last managed to speak in a strangled and hoarse whisper that trembled with fear. "Who are you?" He stared wide-eyed into the darkness as he spoke, still unable to see his assailant. He thought perhaps he could make out a dark shadow over him, but that could easily be a trick of his eyes. "W-what do you want...?"
 
Of course, he wouldn't let him see him fully. But one night. He would show himself to his little lover. Aaron would know he wasn't crazy, wasn't just seeing spirits. "Oh don't you worry about that" he purred. Names were very unimportant at the moment. No what mattered was that he got to enjoy his time. Emil was not going to let him out of this tonight. No he had waited for him and he was going to have him. He could feel his erection starting to creep up and so would Aaron as it was slightly pressing into his little lambs leg.
 
Aaron did indeed feel it, and another frightened whimper escaped him before he finally gave into panic. He had been taught as a coiled spring, and that tension was suddenly released as he attempted to throw himself from the bed, tried to run, to find the light or just flee right for the front door and out into the gently falling snow outside. Rational thought abandoned him in that moment and survival instinct took over, adrenaline pumping through his veins.
 
Emil was fast however and he would let him get off the bed but he didn't let Aaron get very far. He wouldn't even be able to get out of the bedroom if he even tried. "Oh no you don't" he said. He was going to have him there. He wouldn't have him running away from him. Not tonight, not when he was waiting for him, not when he had a taste of him tonight. He wanted another, to hear him moaning and feeling him squirming beneath him.
 
Aaron cried out when his flight was so suddenly stopped. He struggled against the unseen arms that held him, trying to reach even just the light switch, to at least see or maybe even scare off his attacker. It was fruitless, of course, but in his panic, he kept struggling, trying to fight. "Let go of me!" Perhaps if he shouted loudly enough, someone would hear! "L-let go! Get away from me!"
 
Emil growled at the struggling and Aaron would find himself suddenly face first against the bed, Emil having flung him down so he could straddle him. "Yell all you want" he growled in his ear as he licked him, his erection pressing into that firm ass. It just made him harder, knowing how much he struggled. It delighted him, woke all these basic primal instincts. He just wanted to tear right into his flesh and fuck him as hard and as fast as he possibly could. "Such a tempting little lamb"
 
Aaron was stunned briefly upon hitting the bed, but afterward he started trying to pull away again. This didn't last long, as the creature holding him was simply far too strong, and the young man eventually realized the hopelessness of it all. The fight went out of him and he returned to lying still, though he was now trembling like a leaf. There was no mistaking the feel of his attacker's erection pressed against him, and scenarios began to run through his head regarding what might be about to happen to him.

His body jerked with a repressed sob. "A-are you... going to kill me...?" His voice was small once again, little more than a terrified whispter.
 
Emil blinked kill him? "No, you're much more useful to me alive" he said. In fact, he wanted him to continue living for as long as possible. No harm would come to him. Not while he was around. In fact, the other could never have a suitor either for that matter. He would make sure that he was the only constant presence in Aaron's life. At least, at least as far as the night was concerned. During the day, well, not a damn thing he could do about it.

Gripping the offending clothes before him he would start to pull them off. He figured there'd be a struggle, but it only excited him more to think about that kind of thing.
 
Aaron did indeed struggle, the fight returning when it was confirmed what this intruder intended. "No!" he cried out, trying to pull away, trying to push the other's hands away, all while unable to see his assailant. "S-stop! Let go of me!" Tears were starting to form, tears of fright and anger. Why hadn't he noticed? Why had he just assumed what was happening were strange nightmares? They had felt so real, yet he just couldn't fathom how that was possible. Now, he was going to pay for his negligence.
 
Emil would grasp Aaron by the neck, pressing in to cut off some of his air. He loved the struggle, it was only making him harder while he worked on getting the clothes off fully. It didn't matter the top but he wanted to see him naked, to finally feel that flesh below him. "Are you a virgin my little lamb?" he asked him. Either way didn't matter to him but it would tell him how rough he would be able to go, either way he might not hold back. And that was fine with him, he could lube him up some just because it would hurt him. His little love, he was in for a shock, he wasn't exactly small.
 
The pressure on his throat made it impossible to shout his protests and made struggling much more difficult. Soon, his sweatpants were off and he was pinned. His legs were smooth and there was only a light dusting of hair on his groin. His own member was nothing special, perhaps a bit smaller than average, and he was clearly not enjoying this as much as his attacker.

Aaron's only response to the question was a whimper, wide eyes staring up at the vague shape of a man looming over him. He was indeed a virgin, but he could not muster the will or desire to inform the intruder of that fact.
 
Seeing that smooth skin, Emil let go of Aaron's throat so he could run his hands over him. Spreading his cheeks he would dribble some spit down upon his hole, making sure to hold on firmly so he couldn't get away yet. He couldn't wait. But he had to get his own clothes off so he simply let him up for a moment so he could rid himself of his own clothes. He wasn't stupid. Aaron was scared, surely he would be desperate for escape. But he was counting on that. He could run all he wanted or try he was always going to be faster then him.

As soon as his clothes were off his erection sprung free. He was seven inches fully erect, and 2 1/2 inches thick. "You best start to relax my little lamb" he said darkly. It would hurt otherwise.
 
When he was released, Aaron scrambled away, turning over to back toward the edge of the bed. He was trying to get to the lamp, thinking that perhaps he would stand more of a chance if he had some light to see by. Perhaps in a more rational moment, he would have rmemebered how he had never found anything in the light before, but he had to try something. He was breathing in shallow gasps, his body anything but relaxed as he anticipated what was about to happen. This still seemed like some horrible nightmare, but it couldn't be. He remembered the hands on him; they felt large compared to his own slight frame, and he dreaded truly feeling what had pressed against him through the barrier of clothing.
 
Seeing him go right for the light Emil would reach Aaron before he had a chance to switch it on by gripping his arm tightly, his body right in front of him. "Not yet my little lamb" he said. This wasn't just gong to go away just because he turned on a light. Actually, he was about the right height at the moment and he would grip him by the jaw and force his face to his thick member. "Open wide" he growled huskily, as he pushed his fat cock against those soft lips. Precum drizzled from it, smearing across his face. He made sure to keep a firm hand on him, he wasn't against feeling teeth but if he bit him he wasn't going to be very forgiving.
 
Aaron cried out in protest, but the sound was quickly muffled. His hands pushed uselessly at the other man, trying to free himself from an impossibly strong grip. The tears were falling in earnest now and all he could do was close his eyes and choke on the obstruction in his mouth. HIs heart hammered at his Adam's apple and his lungs still tried to take in short, quick breaths, but now breathing was incredibly difficult, impossible at times. Aaron's tongue worked against the underside of the hard cock, and though it was in an instinctive attempt to push it from his mouth, it likely only succeeded in feeling good.
 
Emil groaned at the feeling of Aaron's tongue on him and he would grip the back of his head and push his cock forward, starting to fuck his mouth. Each pass he would push deeper into his mouth, wanting him to take his entire length. He wouldn't choke him, of course, at least, not to the point where he asphyxiated. No he wanted his little lamb alive and well. "Mm, take it" he growled. He had a firm grip on his head as he pushed against him, trying to get him to take more at a time wanting to feel himself buried all the way.
 
The muscles of Aaron's throat resisted, refusing to relax to allow the thick head to slide in without quite a bit of force behind it. Aaron choked and struggled, eyes going wide with panic when he simply could not pull a breath. He choked and gagged and writhed, his nails digging hard into the forearm of his unseen attacker.
 
Pulling back enough Emil would allow Aaron to breathe. He could tell he was struggling. After only a moment he would push him down again, making him take the entire length this time around, really forcing his head. "Ahhh" he groaned. That felt really good and he started to fuck him again making sure that he took him all the way down each time. It was much better then a whores mouth, and he didn't even care if he scratched him, it would do nothing.
 
Once the head was forced deep into his throat, Aaron's body froze. Pain shot through his jaw and down his neck as his muscles were forced to give more than was natural. He was afraid to move, and thus the intruder was able to do as he pleased, given total control over how Aaron's head moved and the pleasure he took. Aaron felt light-headed and could only desperately hope this would be over soon.
 
Thrusting in and out of that hot mouth a few more times Emil would pull away finally, slipping his cock out of Aaron's throat. "Get comfortable" he said huskily. He was going to fuck him that night. Nothing was going to stop him tonight. He would let go of his jaw and made sure that he wouldn't be able to get to the light. He didn't want him to see him just yet. One day he would, but that night no. Taking off the rest of his clothes, his rippling muscles would be slightly visible in the darkness.
 
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