The Daylighter Apprentice

Chapter 16 - Sorry I'm Late, My Boyfriend Had My Trousers Round My Ankles

I wake myself up by snoring loudly and startling myself into the land of living. Beside me, Matt jumps and instantly wraps his arms around me protectively. 

"You OK?" He asks, sounding unnecessarily concerned. I roll over in his arms and smile sleepily at him.
"I'm fine. Just woke myself up. Sleep well?" I ask, putting my leg over his thighs and using this as leverage to pull him closer to me. He giggles and snuggles into me, hair tickling my face.
"You know I don't sleep." He presses a kiss to my throat and trails his nose up my neck, along my jawline and up to nibble slightly on my earlobe. I moan quietly and cup his face in my hands, leaning in to kiss him passionately. I take his bottom lip gently between my teeth and suck. Matt writhes in my arms, fingers knotting tightly in my hair. I let go of his lip and instantly, his tongue darts into my mouth, dancing a fiery tango with my own tongue. My lungs burn with the need for oxygen and I pull away, gasping softly.
"Oh, yeah. I forgot you need to breathe." Matt chuckles and I take a deep breath before smiling at him.
"Stay here all day with me, please?" I ask, fluttering my eyelashes for effect. Matt sighs though, hands running up my chest.
"I would, but I have to attend a disciplinary meeting for what happened yesterday."
"Speaking of that, how are the wounds healing up?" I lift his chin and examine the two small puncture wounds. They have completely healed over but have left 2 purple, perfect circle scars on his skin. I run my fingers over them, brushing over the skin softly and then leaning down to kiss the scars.
"They don't hurt at all any more." Matt hums, thumbs tracing my collar bone.
"Will they stay there forever?"
"Yes. Any injuries inflicted by other vampires will leave a lasting scar due to the venom." Matt explains.
"So, is the scar still there from when you were turned?"
"Yes. Just below my ear. It's mainly hidden from hair and has faded over time." He props himself up on his elbow and tilts his head slightly, moving his hair out the way so I can see the two faint marks.
"Did it hurt?" I ask, feeling like this is a rather stupid question.
"It hurts like no pain you've ever felt before. It feels as though you are being burnt alive and struck by lightening all at the same time. It's agonising but only lasts a matter of minutes, although it feels like hours." Matt winces slightly as though he's remembering how it feels.
"Will you ever turn me?" I ask quietly, looking up at Matt through my eyelashes. Where once, I felt disgusted and horrified by the thought of being a vampire now, I feel a strange attraction to the prospect. I want to spend every day with Matt; I want to be with him until the end of time.
"Dominic... It's not something I can just say yes or no to..." Matt trails off, looking almost sad.
"Why not?"
"Well, by changing you, I am taking away your ability to live a full, fulfilled life. And adding an element of risk because it could all go wrong and then I'd lose you." He says softly.
"But as my soul mate, aren't you supposed to go out of your way to protect me? So if I was dying, you'd have to change me to save me, yes?" Matt throws me a stony glance before replying.
"Yes, in theory. But if you're thinking of trying to die, just to get me to change you then look out."
"Look out for what?" I purr, lifting his chin with my index finger and pressing a soft kiss to his lips.
"Dominic, I'm serious." He protests feebly and I chuckle, kissing him again.
"No you're not. You're Matt." I trail a hand up his inner thigh and grope his crotch slightly. He whimpers and grinds slightly against my hand.
"It's impossible to be serious or angry around you. Fucks sake." He gasps as I continue my assault.
"Only because you love me." I grin, being pushed into the mattress as Matt climbs on top of me and attacks my mouth with his. My free hand knots in Matt's hair and he moans quietly so not to draw attention to us.
"I love you so. Fucking. Much." He punctuates each word with a kiss, shifting slightly above me to get comfortable. I slip my hand into his boxers and grasp his stiff cock. He bites his lip, head thrown back in an attempt to stifle his resulting cry.
"One second, let me get out of these fucking trousers." Matt curses and I remove my hand, letting him shuffle out of his trousers and boxers and toss them on the floor. I look in awe at his impressive length and trail a finger along the most prominent vein.

"I'm supposed to be at a meeting in 20 minutes and you have me with my trousers off." Matt grins, not seeming to mind at all.
"You're a vampire, you'll make it." I smirk. I grip his shoulders and roll him over onto his back and stare down into his blazing eyes. They're almost black with lust and his skin is bathed in the light of the slowly rising sun, the rays playing with the sharp angles of his frame. He looks perfect and for one moment, I swear that my heart stops beating and I stop breathing from his ethereal beauty. My lust to pleasure him disappears in that split second and is replaced by an awe that this man is mine and all mine. And that I'm his and only his.
"You look distracted." Matt teases, cupping my face and kissing me sweetly.
"You're just too beautiful for this world." I breathe against his lips and Matt chuckles, kissing me again before I let my hand wander back down to his cock. He sucks in a sharp hiss of air and lets his eyes roll back slightly. I sit straddled across his lap and run my hand down his length once. It's a beautiful member that's slightly flushed, despite the natural pallor of his skin, and both long and heavy but not excessively so in either category. It's fits perfectly in my closed fist like it's meant to be there and as I begin to pleasure him properly, each tug eliciting a small moan from his body, the first beads of precome start to gather at the head.
"You're so much more beautiful. I could sit for hours just admiring you and not quite understanding how I managed to get so lucky." He thrusts his hips up once eagerly to meet my hand but I use my free hand to still his hips. He whimpers softly but I just lean in to kiss his forehead, my hand's rhythm only faltering slightly. In my own boxers, my dick is straining against the fabric, begging to be free but I ignore it, eager to repay Matt for last night.

I let my hand wander from his hip to lace my fingers in his, his other hand fisting in the bedsheets as he approaches his climax. I run my thumb along the side of his hand, rubbing circles on the soft skin. He hums in appreciation and holds my hand tight, squeezing it as though we could be cruelly torn apart at any given moment. He laces the fingers of his free hand in my hair and pulls me down to kiss me. It's a wet, feverish kiss that is broken by Matt's gasps and pants as I continue to pleasure him. Matt bucks into my hand again but this time I don't stop him; I'm too preoccupied with kissing him.

My hand tightens slightly around his dick as I stroke his length, twisting slightly and drawing long, deliciously low and sexy moans from deep inside of him. I whimper myself at the growing pressure in my boxers and also at the sight laid before my eyes. Matt's eyes are screwed shut and his mouth is open slightly as he moans and writhes in pleasure. Sweat gathers slightly on his forehead, making his hair stick to his skin and a slight flush colours his cheeks. I squeeze his hand and he squeezes back, opening his eyes and smiling up at me.
"I am such a lucky guy." Matt breathes but is cut off mid sentence by a sharp gasp. My hand speeds up and Matt mewls in pleasure, eyes shutting once again.
"I consider myself so much luckier." I tease, chuckling slightly.
"Not even possible."
"Oh believe me, it is." I protest, kissing his lips sweetly. Matt groans and arches his back.
"Dominic! Fuck- I'm coming!" He exclaims through clenched teeth and I crash our mouths together in an attempt to stifle his cries of ecstasy. He comes hotly into my fist and with just a few more long tugs on his cock, he's falling back onto the mattress, completely spent.

I lean over to the bedside for a tissue and wipe my hand before lying beside Matt, leaning on my elbow and staring down at him. He takes the tissue from me and cleans himself up before putting the tissue on the other bedside cupboard and gathering me up in a warm embrace.
"You are the most perfect being on the plant and because of that, I'm going to make you lunch before we get to work this afternoon." Matt nuzzles his face against my neck, peppering the skin with soft kisses.
"You don't have to..." I start but Matt puts one finger over my lips.
"I don't have to. But I love you so I am. Shut up." Matt pecks my lips before leaving the bed to pull on his boxers and trousers. I can't drag my eyes away from his body, even when he's fully clothed. He's a work of art that deserves to be displayed to the world but yet he keeps himself holed up in his lab.

"I'd better be off. Pop round at about 12? Lunch should be ready by then." Matt grabs my hands and pulls me into a hug. His hands splay flat across my back as he holds me close to him.
"You spoil me so." I laugh softly, kissing along his jaw line and sucking the skin just below his hairline. He moans and I pull back to examine the hickey. I smile in content.
"Now, not only will people know that I am yours but that you are mine." I grin and Matt just shakes his head, giggling as he kisses me one last time.
"If I get into trouble for being late, I am blaming you 100%."
"And what will you say?"
"I'm sorry I'm late, my boyfriend had my trousers round my ankles." He smirks, slapping my bum before heading towards the door.
"I love you Dominic. See you later my sweet little daylighter." He waves to me and I blow a kiss.
"I love you too. Laters baby."