[C][M] The Return

Cy gave a shaky breath.

That felt good. Sex with someone you were connected to always felt better. The bond between them fuelled their hunger and forced more from them.

The Vampire groaned into his Fledgeling's neck as he began rocking his hips.

So damned good.

The slow pace didn't keep up for long. Soon his hips were rocking hard and fast, thrusting up into the boy mercilessly.

He wanted to hear the cries and feel his nails biting into his back.

Shivers flood through his body as Cyneric began to move, it was painful but he could feel the man deep inside of him, pressing against his most sensitive of areas and fueling his lust.

As the man's thrusts became rougher, more brutal the only thing stopping the fledgling from pulling away was his bodies refusal to be away from the man, even through the pain he wanted Cyneric more than ever.

His body moved with him, thrusting himself down against the hardened flesh that pounded into him without forgiveness.

He cried out in pleasured agony as his body stretched and took a beating unlike any other it had before.

Cy's arousal beat against his prostate sending wave upon wave on unfiltered pleasure throughout it, which tore through the pain which radiated through his lower back.

The Vampire didn't slow or waver.

He was too far gone now. He was hot and hard and horny and he damn well wanted to fuck Ray into the mattress over and over until neither of them could move and both were covered in each others blood.

He didn't care if they were fucking each other for days before that happened. he wasn't giving up until he was sated.

His nails tore through the skin of Ray's hips and thighs.

The rocking of his hips was desperate. He wanted to feel Ray's body clench and shudder around him.

Which each thrust of his body he could feel his arousal grinding against their stomachs, causing him to moan loudly at the mixed feeling of being penetrated and stroked.

His body moved harder, faster, slamming down against the intrusion on his backside, hissing at the pain but crying out at the pleasure.

He was desperate, overcome by a lust that was only fueled by the smell of blood which lingered heavily in this room.

His body move more erratically, clawing, biting and racking at his Sire as they move in a bloodied flurry.

The scent of the fledglings blood was renewed in the air, damp heat coating Cyneric's arousal more generously than before as his entrance tore and bled from the brutal pounding.

That didn't stop him, the pain only egging him on as his body throbbed, causing him to gasp out as he clenched around the member inside of him, it wouldn't be long now, his body was building up.

Cy groaned softly.

All he could smell was blood and sweat.

All he could feel was hot, skin and damp sheets.

All he could hear was their harsh panting and cries.

This was driving him crazy.

The Vampire growled softly in the back of his throat as more blood filled the air. Fuck, he was losing himself in this.

And he couldn't find it in him to give a fuck.

The two of them were a blur of skin and blood as they moved with one another.

Rayner leaned over, claiming his Sire's lips and he kissed him deeply, his teeth biting and tugging at his lips.

All the muscles in his body began to tightened, making thrusting a much more difficult action.

His body tensed as he grew closer to the edge from the violent movements and the grinding against his crushed arousal.

The man's head tossed back in a loud cry, the piercing that had been caught between his teeth at the time tearing from his Sire's lip as he came, his body throbbed, clenching around the man inside of him frantically, his body releasing over both of their stomachs.

Cy hissed as he felt the tear of his lip.

Fuck. He had liked those. And now they were gone. Torn brutally from his lip by his horny Fledgeling.

He didn't have much time to feel angry, though, as the boy's body clenched around him.

Fuck.

He was gone.

With a wordless roar of pleasure, the Vampire pushed Ray over, hips thrusting into him hard and fast; he held nothing back as he fucked the boy.

He couldn't hold anything back of he tried.

The blood dripped form his lip over Ray's face, splattering against his pale skin as his whole body moved with the force of the thrusts.

He came hard as he sank his teeth into Ray's throat. But that didn't stop him.

His desperate thrusts continued.

The man screamed, the veins in his neck straining as his head tossed back, having his neck torn open as his Sire came inside of him so brutally had the edges that surrounded pain and pleasure blurring until they became the same thing.

Pain fed into the pleasure and pleasure caused more pain.

Rayner's nails clawed desperately at the man's back, tearing his shirt to ribbons until it peeled away from his muscular torso piece by piece.

His legs hooked over the man's hips, pulling him in harder and faster as their animalistic movements continued, neither could be sated while the other still had the ability to move.

Cy was an animalistic flurry of motion.

He growled and hissed and jerked and bit and sucked.

He clawed at Ray's thighs and hips, tearing the skin beneath his nails brutally.

They'd both look like a bloodbath by the time they were through. Cy could not control himself and right now all he wanted was Ray. His Ray. He'd have him over and over. All night and day and maybe into the next day.

All he wanted was to fuck and feed.

Rayner's desires mirrored that of his Sire's, his own lustful intent was only fueled further by the man, the blood of his blood.

The threat of punishment no longer weighed on his mind and he freely fed on the man, biting and clawing at every part of his skin that he could get to, until every part of the Pureblood's torso was covered in cuts, tears and marks.

The two of them were unrelenting and ruthless, taking what they wanted from one other.

They were no longer men, no longer people, they were animals driven by dark desires.

Each bite of Ray's sent Cy deeper into himself.

They were both dangerous creatures fighting for blood. They wanted each others blood. Their bodies. Their everything. They wanted to own each other completely right now and they were both fighting to do so.

After the second time Cy cried out in release, he pulled out of Ray, jerking the boy and forcing him onto his stomach.

He pushed the boy's legs apart then thrust into him hard.

The metal zipper of his jeans, still clinging to his hips, snagged on Ray's skin, biting into it and tearing slightly.

Ray came over and over, his body offering up his releases more frequently than Cy's.

He was newer to this, he didn't have control of his urges and more than that, his body was feeling more, the ferocity of emotion and sensation was over whelming.

When he was forced onto his stomach he hissed and snarled, unable to get to the man from his position.

His nails tore into the bed, his teeth biting into the pillows or his own arm when the desire to tear into something got to great.

One of his hands moved to his own arousal, stroking himself almost violently as he was dominated.

His hips rocked, forcing himself into the Fledgeling's bleeding and torn body.

He couldn't stop. Not now. There was too much need driving him right now. All he could do was ride it out and hope that this darker side of him didn't kill either of them.

He dragged Ray's head up with a firm grip in his hair, sealing his lips to his Fledgeling's desperately.

He needed to be close to the boy. Always in him. Always touching him. Always kissing him. Right now they needed to be as close as possible.

Rayner growled as his head was pulled back, his body arching off of the bed as he held himself up, pressing his lips against his Sire's.

The need to be close was effecting the Fledgling as well, every moment that they were apart tore at him more than Cy's nails or fangs ever could.

He pressed against him, kissing, licking, sucking at the tears in the man's lip as his hips thrust back, impaling his bleeding ass further onto the man's arousal, neither of them ever faltered, there was no moments of rest, not a second that either of them weren't hard and yearning for more.

Cy was panting. Hard.

He could barely get the breath he needed any more.

But that didn't matter. He was fucking his boy. He could suffocate himself in a long kiss and that be the end of it for all he cared.

He just wanted to be close to his Fledgeling.

The closest thing he had to life. That's what Ray had become. His connection to life. A little human boy he'd taken and turned. His human. His Fledgeling.

Someone that relied on him and couldn't leave him.

He cried out against Ray's lips as he came once more.

Rayner cried out along with him as he was spilled into once again, semen and blood mixed together, streaking down the boy's thighs generously, he was covered in it, no inch of his body had escaped being stain, blood, sweat and semen coated him generously.

After a few more violent pumps he came as well, spilling out onto the sheet beneath him as his body trembled in delight, clenching around Cyneric's arousal hard, throbbing needily against the intrusion which had quickly became all too welcome inside of him.

His body seemed to stretch around him, accepting the man and shaping itself around his length, as if he body was build for Cyneric to take.

Cy pulled out of the boy again.

He dragged the boy over, pushing him so he was laying on his side. Once again he thrust into, groaning softly.

He was insatiable. Cy just couldn't stop himself from wanting more. Everything that Ray could give him.

He leaned over, pushing the boy's torso flat as he kissed him deeply.

He could still taste his blood in his mouth.

He groaned, hips rocking faster.

His body bent and twisted, contorting to Cyneric's will, the man's desires seemed to be in sync with his own, everything that his Sire did was something that he had been yearning for desperately.

Rayner kissed him back, his hands tangling in the man's hair as he pulled him closer, his lips claiming Cyneric's, lapping at the tears he had caused, biting them, causing fresh blood to pour from the wounds.

The two of them fed from one another, losing blood, gaining more, mixing them until he was no longer sure who's blood was who's, only that he wanted more.

They were both losing a lot of blood to the sheets.

Tomorrow they'd both be a little weak and weary. It'd take them both a while to recover from this.

He didn't care.

He'd lay with Ray for days or weeks if he could. Just laying there and doing nothing. Feeding occasionally. Otherwise just laying together.

"Scream, honey," he ordered huskily, his hips rearing back before thrusting into the human hard, holding himself still as he pushed entirely into the boy.

And scream he did.

Rayner practically roared as he was thrust into, the movement reopening the slowly healing tears in his backside, lubricating Cyrenic's arousal further as he moved.

The man's arms gave in from beneath him, causing him to slump against the bed as his body was racked with shudders, his legs trembling in Cy's grasp.

His arousal twitch, his tip glistening as a small amount of moisture dripped from it, streaking down his hardened flesh, he was going to come again.

"Louder," he growled.

He wanted him to scream so loud that Cy's ears were left ringing. He didn't care who showed up to find out what the Hell was going on.

He just wanted Ray, laid out on his bed like a prize to be fucked, screaming out loud as he did just that.

He wanted him bloody and bruised and panting and just about ready to pass out.

He'd work his ass off to get to that point tonight.

He gripped his arousal, pumping it violently as he pushed back on Cyneric's arousal, it only took a few seconds before he screamed out, the noise echoing off of the walls, causing his body to tremble as the glass on the windows shook.

His body spilled out everything it had to offer, semen seeping from between his clenched fingers.

Rayner went limp beneath the man as he panted heavily, his throat rasping with each breath from the volume of his screams, and as Cy had predicted within a few minutes someone was knocking on their door frantically.

Cy ignored the frantic knocking. He didn't care.

Right now there was just him, Ray and the bed. Everything else on the face of the Earth could just fuck off for another couple hours.

He didn't stop.

His hips continued rocking, his hands clenched around the Fledgeling's thigh and hip, nails piercing his skin.

He was too busy fucking Ray to car about petty humans.

Rayner didn't even hear the knocking, his senses were honed only on Cyneric, in this moment he only had eyes for him.

The two of them could not be sated, they were nothing more than animals, tearing at each other taking what they wanted.

There were lonely, desperate creatures trying to find solace within each other.

Despite the brutality, despite the pain, the Fledgling leaning up, claiming his Sire's lips, kissing him deeply with unbridled passion.

Cy bent to return the kiss with an eager growl.

The rest of the night was full of cries and screams and tears of flesh as the two attacked each other with their brutal needs for each other.

The next evening, Cy groaned as he shifted, blue eyes flickering open tiredly.

He felt sore. Tired and sore and oh-so-good.

He blinked slowly, glancing around as he pushed himself to sit up. "That was a night and a half," he mumbled to himself, running a hand through his hair, grimacing as he was met with globs of drying blood and - oh lovely - chunks of flesh.

Apparently either of them had been very gentle with each other last night.

His eyes flickered to Ray, laid out next to him sleeping just as soundly as he had been a few moments before. He reached out to nudge the boy away.

"Time to get up, honey."

The boy was covered in blood and bite marks. He didnt remember leaving any of those. Just what had happened last night?