The Daylighter Apprentice

Chapter 18 - Lock Up, Harm Is Coming Your Way

THIS CHAPTER IS RATHER SMUTTY SO I BEG YOU DO NOT READ IF YOU DON'T LIKE THAT SORT OF STUFF!!!

I return home to the sound of clattering and swearing. Tom appears in the kitchen doorway, hopping and clutching his toe while he winces a tight lipped smile at me.

"Alright, Dom?"
"Yeah... But I can see you're not. Want some ice for that?" I ask, making for the freezer.
"Nah, you're fine. Just dropped a stake on my toe. They're heavy bastards."
"Stakes?" My eyebrows shoot up as I slowly close the freezer door. Tom puts his foot back on the kitchen floor and leans against the frame of the door.
"Yeah. Under the stairs we have all our vampire hunting stuff. Chris brings it home from work and although we're not technically supposed to have such weapons, in times like this it's a reassurance to sleep with a stake and a vial of silver by your bed." Tom chuckles. I weakly laugh back, not quite sure how to take what Tom had just said.

Tom leaves the kitchen and starts to rattle about in the cupboard under the stairs again. I follow him out and my jaw almost drops at the sight of all the stakes and various contraptions.
"Is all that necessary?" I ask and Tom shrugs.
"Not really but it's nice to have a big arsenal of weapons when it comes to vampires. Never know what's gonna happen here."
"So... What's the best way to kill a vampire?" I lean against the banister of the stairs and watch Tom as he inspects a wooden stake.
"If they're young, a stake through the heart will suffice. However, if they're older, best to go with silver binding tape or a silver spray. Both will immobilise and cause great pain to the vampire so while you have your chance, pour silver in their mouth and tape it shut." Tom doesn't seem to show any emotion as he details these gory methods of torture and it's almost as though he's talking about something as mundane as the weather.
"Wow, sounds like you know some good self defence." I say, almost in awe.
"Well, that's what you get when you grow up in a town full of vampires." Tom smiles and I laugh.
"Do you need any help with anything?" I ask but Tom shakes his head.
"Nah. Morgan will be back soon with tea so I'm just wrapping up." He shuts the cupboard door and stretches.
"Well, I'm going to go and rest for a while. Been on my feet all day." I head up the stairs before Tom can reply and enter my room, closing the door behind me.

I walk into the room and jump back in shock when I see Matt perched on the bed.
"What are you doing here?" I ask quietly, so there's no chance of Tom hearing me. Matt gets up from the bed and walks towards me, one hand running through his hair.
"I was bored and needed to see you, I guess. Wanted to make sure you're safe. With all that's now apparently happening." He says simply, standing in front of me.
"Shouldn't you be at the lab though? Making sure everything is safe? I'm OK here, trust me. I just saw what the guys keep under the stairs." I chuckle and a small ghost of a smile tickles Matt's lips. He's still wearing his lab coat and I grip the lapels, pulling his body flush to mine. Matt stumbles slightly as I catch him off guard and we both giggle. He envelopes me in a warm embrace and I rest my head on his shoulder, breathing in the scent that is truly unique to Matthew Bellamy.
"The lab is all locked up, so don't worry. I'm more worried about you. You've seemed off ever since you found out." Matt hums, rubbing my back and kissing my head.
"Mmmh I'm fine. I am a bit scared but hey, I'll get over it." I laugh weakly.
"Well, you know that I'm here to protect you so you can stop being scared, yeah?" Matt murmurs, steering me towards the bed and pushing me down onto the mattress. I shuffle up the bed and the smiling brunette straddles my hips, placing his hands either side of my head. He gazes down at me longingly and I return his loving gaze, losing myself in the bright blue ocean of his eyes. There's no lust behind his actions as he sits astride me. I place my hands on his chest and let them wander up to his shoulders, massaging them and relishing in the soft moans that fall from his lips as he arches his back at my gentle kneading.
"That feels so good." He smiles and I shuffle out from beneath him so that I can kneel in front of him and massage him more comfortably. Matt's hands grip my hips, holding me steady.
"I'm glad you like it. Mum used to massage my shoulders when I'd had a bad day at school. I guess I learnt from her." I shrug, smiling at Matt.
"Well, pass on to her that she's had an amazing influence on you. This is the best massage I've had for centuries." He chuckles, leaning in to press a chaste kiss to my lips. My hands stop and my eyes flutter shut as our mouths meet, his soft lips brushing against mine in the most gentle of kisses. I loop my arms around Matt's neck and spread my palms flat against his angular shoulder blades.
"So, you were having the best massage ever but yet you distract me." I giggle and Matt hums.
"But you're so irresistible, my Daylighter. How can I keep my mouth off you?"
"This is a good point..." I muse and Matt grins, pushing me back down onto the bed and climbing atop me.

"I do believe you owe me, Dominic." Matt murmurs, fingers fiddling with the neck of my t-shirt.
"How so?" I ask, shivering as his cold fingers brush my collar bones.
"Well, you asked if you'd be able to... Get in my trousers so to speak, after we'd done all we needed to do and I'm still waiting." He smirks.
"I would seduce right here, right now, but Morgan's coming back with tea soon and not eating 2 nights in a row is going to look super weird." I sigh and Matt pouts.
"You could always say you'll eat later so while they're all down in the kitchen, nobody will hear us..." He purrs. I start to feel the familiar tightening in my trousers and moan quietly at his words.
"Matt... I can't keep avoiding my housemates or they'll get suspicious and start to check up on me to make sure I'm not planning to destroy the world or something." I try to keep a straight, neutral face but it's incredibly hard with Matt pawing at my chest and pressing tiny kisses along my collar bone.
"Please? I'm horny and we have a perfect opportunity to be together." Matt whines, detaching his mouth from my skin for just long enough to throw me the puppy dog eyes.
"But Matt-"
"Pretty please?"
"Fine!" I give up, smiling as I playfully push the smug vampire off me. I'm not at all defeated and in fact, I really do want to spend time alone with Matt but at the same time, I'm petrified someone will find out and I'll end up in shit with the others.

Matt sits cackling, leaning against the pillows but pausing as the front door slams.
"Morgan's home." I hiss and Matt makes shooing motions with his hand.
"Now's your perfect chance! And hurry up!" He hisses back and I roll my eyes. I open my bedroom door and hope the bulge in my jeans isn't too obvious as I make my way down into the kitchen.

Morgan is unloading tubs of Indian food onto the counter and Tom is grabbing plates and laying the table for 3. I stand awkwardly in the doorway, the end of the kitchen counter strategically hiding my boner.
"Oh, hey Dom! You're OK with a mixture of Korma, Tikka and Butter Chicken, right?" Morgan asks and I nod.
"Yeah but um... Could you put my plate in the oven? I've uhh... Been set some things to research for work and I kinda want to do it while I'm still awake. It's really important so I'll be at it for a while. Just gonna put my headphones in and crack on." I say and wait for a response.
"Sure." Tom says, grabbing the cutlery from the drawer.
"Just make sure you eat, yeah? Or you won't be able to work and the vampire will suck you dry!" He finishes, laughing slightly at the end bit and I laugh too.

I almost run back upstairs to Matt, who is now sprawled across my bed in the most seductive of ways. I close the door slowly and amble towards Matt. The soft glow from the bedside lamp plays with the sharp angles of his face and he looks utterly divine. He smiles at me as I crawl onto the bed, cuddling up to him and burying my face in the crook of his neck. He strokes my hair and presses a kiss to the top of my head.
"I told them I'm researching for work. Hopefully they'll leave us be." I chuckle and I feel the curve of his smile against my scalp. One of his arms snakes around my waist and pulls my body closer so our bodies are as close as physics would allow. His hand rests on my bum and I sigh contentedly.
"Good. Because I want to make love to you. And I don't think your friends would enjoy walking in on us." Matt murmurs and my heart skips a beat. My breath hitches in my throat as I pull away to look at him.
"You what?" I whisper breathlessly. Matt just laughs softly and takes my hands in his.
"I want to make love to you. I want to make you feel so good." Matt repeats and I feel my cheeks heat up as I bury my face into his chest. He coaxes me out from my hiding place, lifting my chin up and kissing my lips very softly. He cups my face in his hands and smiles at me.
"You OK with that?" He asks and I nod furiously.
"Of course!"
"Good. I was just making sure."

He turns us over so that he's straddling my thighs. He slips his lab coat off and pushes it to the floor so it lands with a soft thud. I stare into his eyes, mouth slightly open as his fingers toy with the hem of my shirt, pulling it ever so slowly up my torso. A slight draught tickles my body and I shiver as goosebumps cover my stomach. I lift my arms above my head and let Matt pull the thin cotton off my body. It joins his lab coat on the floor and I'm left, lay topless and exposed to his hungry eyes. He instantly leans down and takes one of my nipples in his mouth, swirling his tongue around the hard nub. I moan and writhe, cringing at how sensitive my body is. His fingers undo the button of my jeans as he sucks on my nipple, his skilled digits brushing against the bulge in my boxers as he lowers the zipper. He moves to the other nipple, gifting it with the exact same treatment as he pulls my jeans over my hips and down my legs. I lift my legs, allowing Matt to remove the tight fabric and discard it with the other clothes on the rapidly growing pile.

He removes his mouth from my chest and leans in to kiss my lips. I tug his hair slightly, eliciting a soft moan from the brunette. He breaks the kiss to stare at me, eyes filled with a mixture of love and lust.
"You're so beautiful. Have I ever told you that?" Matt murmurs and I hum, pretending to think long and hard about this.
"Once or twice." I grin, reaching up to start unbuttoning Matt's shirt.
"Eager!" He teases, helping me work faster by unbuttoning from the bottom of the shirt.
"Well, I'm almost completely undressed so I figured you should be at least topless." We both reach the middle button, undoing it in a joint effort and then lacing our fingers together. Matt pulls me up so I'm sat in front of him. He lets go of my hands to remove his trousers, leaving him in only his black boxers and with his shirt hanging off his shoulders. His mouth hangs open slightly as he looks down my body. I blush under his heated gaze, as though this is first time he's ever seen me in such a state of undress but although we've both been completely naked before, this is different. There's an air of anticipation lingering in the room. We are finally going to do it. To put it in the mildest way possible. Sure, we've fantasised on the phone and gotten each other off, but suddenly I'm nervous. This is my first time and I have no idea what to do.

"Hey, you OK?" Matt asks, concerned. He lifts my chin with a cold finger and I smile at him.
"Yeah, just nervous. Never done this before." I chuckle and he kisses me softly.
"That's OK. There's no real way to do it 'properly' but if you want to leave it-"
"No! I want to do this but... I just don't know what to do." I say sheepishly and Matt pushes me gently into the pillows.
"Well, first of all we need to get these boxers off." He pings the waistband of my boxers before taking off his shirt and then putting his hands on my hips. 2 long, elegant fingers hook under the elastic and the brunette pulls the fabric down my legs tantalizingly slowly. He throws them aside and leans down to suck on my dick. I moan out quietly, ever concious of the fact that Tom or Morgan could walk in at any time. My eyes roll back as Matt takes more of me into his mouth, teeth lightly grazing against the sensitive skin. He uses his hands to hold my hips steady and I strain against his restraint. Matt chuckles and the vibrations of the low, throaty noise resonate deep in my groin, turning me on more than I thought possible. He flicks his tongue over my already weeping slit and I whimper, hands fisting tight in the bedsheets. I grip the fabric like it's my lifeline; the only thing keeping me alive. Matt's thumbs rub circles on my hip bones as he bobs his head up and down, taking me deeper and deeper into his mouth every time. His mouth is warm and wet and offers me no end of pleasure, his teeth lightly grazing my skin, already so sensitive from my arousal. I moan softly and let one hand tangle in his hair, the silky strands proving difficult to grip on to.
"Fuck, Matt. Your mouth feels so good!" I breathe, squirming the best I can. His mouth leaves my cock and I open my mouth to protest at the lack of contact but he smiles at me quickly before wrapping his lips around my length once again, hands leaving my hips. One hand rests on my thigh and the other wraps around my dick, skilled fingers working in tandem with his mouth to bring me to my release.

My toes curl in the sheets and I moan, cursing under my breath and I reach the brink of my orgasm. My grip in Matt's hair tightens and he smiles, bobbing his head faster and tightening his grip at the base of my dick. My breath starts to come out in short, sharp gasps and I thrust up into Matt's mouth and palm.
"I'm so close!" I pant, trying desperately to make as little noise as possible. I screw my eyes shut and arch my back, gasping out a half hearted attempt at Matt's name as I climax. My release fills Matt's mouth and he swallows all I have to give except a small creamy drip that slides down his chin. His tongue darts out to lick it up as we lock eyes, his bright blue ones blazing as he uses his tongue to clean up the mess.
I lie back against the pillows, panting as I come down from my orgasm. Matt moves up my body and kisses me, lips tainted with the taste of my release. He moans against my mouth as I pull him to me, the open flaps of his shirt brushing against my nipples. His strong hands cradle my face, thumbs running along my jawline. I slip my tongue into his mouth and we both giggle as our tongues collide, dancing a passionate tango as my hands roam the smooth curve of his back.

"Do you have a condom?" I ask, breaking the kiss and using this time to get oxygen. Matt chuckles and sits up to take his shirt off and toss it to the end of the bed.
"We don't need one." He leans back down, kissing up my neck and along my jaw, making me squirm in his arms.
"How come? Isn't it better to be -ah! - safe?"
"Vampires don't get ill, remember? And surely it would be better and so much more pleasurable to feel... Skin on skin?" He breathes low and seductively against my ear, sending shivers down through my body. His mouth locks onto mine once more, hands running up my chest and then resting on my shoulders, fingers kneading my skin.
"Hadn't you better take these off?" I ask, hooking my fingers under the elastic of his boxers and pinging it against his hips. He sits up and slides them down his legs, both of us giggling as he pings them across the room. It breaks some of the tension in the room. I trust Matt with every inch of my being but it doesn't stop me still being slightly scared. Is this going to hurt? I try to push these worries to the back of my mind as Matt reaches to the bedside table and grabs a bottle of lube I hadn't even noticed was there. Hell, I don't even think I own lube!
"I got it when you were downstairs." Matt chuckles, in answer to my unspoken question.

He squirts a small blob of lube onto his hand and replaces the bottle cap before putting the bottle back onto the bedside table. Matt takes his length into his hand and strokes himself gently. I pant with a carnal desire, wanting nothing more than him inside of me; filling me and making sweet, sweet love to me.
"You OK?" He asks one last time. He positions himself between my legs and I nod. I can't trust myself to talk. I'm scared that if I do, my voice will be shaky and make Matt think that I'm not ready when I am.
Oh. I am oh so ready.

He guides himself to my entry, the tip of his cock pressing against my entrance. Matt holds my hips and groans as he pushes forwards. I open my mouth and scream in a silent ecstasy. For a second, pain sears through my body at the intrusion but is replaced by a wave of pleasure.
He's inside of me...
I lift my head to look at where we're joined and moan, dick twitching at the intimacy. Matt looks at me, eyes blazing a deep, dark, almost black. He lifts my hips and guides my legs around his body, allowing him to ease deeper into me. Simultaneously, we both moan, eyes locked as Matt pushes as far into me as he can. I grab his arms and smile at him. He leans down and presses a soft kiss to my lips, eyes fluttering closed as his lips brush against mine.
"This alright?" Matt murmurs, thrusting slowly and shallowly into me.
"Yes, so much more than alright. It's perfect." I gasp as he pulls almost all the way out and then pushes back in. He pauses again, snaring my lower lip with his teeth and biting it gently. He doesn't move inside of me, letting me acclimatise to this. Releasing my lip, he hovers above me, smiling down at me.
"Hey." He smiles, almost goofily. I giggle.
"Hi." I reply, leaning up to kiss him, closing my eyes and letting the gesture linger between us. I start to move my hips the best I can, signalling to him that I'm ready for him to set the pace. He takes the bait and starts to thrust faster than before, groaning softly as he grips my hips for leverage.
"Jesus, Dominic. You're so tight!" He hisses. I laugh breathlessly, moaning as he thrusts deeper into me. He hits my prostate and I have to bite my lip to stop myself from crying out at the sensation. My hips buck up to meet his and we both set a slow, synchronised pace. The sound of my shallow breathing and skin hitting skin fills the room an it's a huge turn on. My dick throbs, lying neglected against my stomach and I ache to touch it but right now, I'm too overwhelmed to do anything more than work in time with my lover.

I feel a familiar tightening in my stomach and clench the muscles in my lower body inadvertently. This causes a hushed moan to fall from his mouth and I smirk, doing it again but this time intentionally.
"Fuck, Dominic! Feels so good! Not sure how much longer I'm gonna last!" He pants, rhythm becoming slightly broken and sloppy as his impending orgasm threatens to seize control of his body.
"Do you like it, hmm? How tight I am around you?" I don't know where the sudden inspiration to indulge in dirty talk comes from but I roll with it, making my voice as low and seductive as possible.
"Oh, please. Don't stop there!" Matt begs, his grip on my hips becoming tighter and tighter with every thrust.
"Do you like it when I do this? Squeezing your cock and bringing you to the brink of release?" I clench my muscles again and he visibly fights back the urge to cry out.
"Do you?" I do it again and he nods frantically, losing his rhythm completely.
"Yes! I love it! Dominic, I'm so close to coming!" He whines, picking up the pace again and thrusting deeper, harder and faster than before. My body threatens to combust and I have to suck in lungfuls of air to make sure I don't pass out from pleasure. I manage to steady my breathing long enough to breathlessly whisper one final sentence.
"I want to feel you come inside of me, filling me completely. I want to see you let go." My words are his undoing and he comes with a shudder, eyes rolling back as he fills me with his release. He curses under his breath and quietly cries out something that sounds like Italian. He rides out his climax and in just 2 more thrusts I come too, painting both of our chests with my release. Matt falls on top of me, both of us panting despite Matt not even needing to breathe. I giggle as Matt finally opens his eyes; his blue ones staring deep into mine.
"I love you so, so much, my sweet Daylighter." He hums, bringing one hand up to stroke my cheek. I smile happily.
"I love you too, Matt. And thank you."
"Why are you thanking me?" He chuckles, pulling out of me and clambering rather ungracefully off of me in order to grab some tissues to clean us up. He hands me a few and I wipe my chest and dispose of the tissues. Once we're both cleaned up and a little less sticky than before, Matt comes and lies on his side next to me, draping one arm over my naked torso.

Our bodies fit together like a jigsaw and it's easy to see that we're made for each other. I kiss Matt, the gesture lazy and casual but loving all the same. I rest one of my hands on his hip and move my thumb in small, circular motions. We lie, just kissing and caressing, for a while before I finally break the silence.
"What did you say in Italian earlier? And why Italian?" I ask and Matt chuckles.
"It's nothing. Honestly."
"Hmmm... No, tell me." I insist and Matt sighs.
"Dominic, it doesn't matter. Trust me; it's nothing." He smiles kissing my nose. I furrow my brow.
"But I want to know. You're just being mean and unfair now." I pout playfully.
"Fine." He finally relents. "I said that I was coming and then said I love you, my dearest. More than words alone can convey." My heart flutters and I blush as his words.
"But why in Italian?"
"Because my family are Italian and I have never lost my ability to speak the language. I love the language and it's the last human bit of me I have left. My last memory of my family." He trails off sadly and I pull him close to me, stroking his hair. He sighs.
"I don't want to talk about that. Don't want to spoil the mood." He laughs weakly, cuddling up to me properly, one leg thrown over mine.
"OK, but if you ever want to talk, I'm here, yeah?" I stroke his thigh, hand kneading his arse gently.
"I know, and thank you." He smiles, kissing me sweetly.
"I regret saying I'd get tea later because right now, all I want to do is sleep. I don't fancy food." I yawn. Matt bends to pull the covers over us and I snuggle up to him, sighing contentedly.
"You sleep. I'll keep and ear out for the door and leave if Tom, Morgan or Chris comes in." He reassures me.
"You'll be here when I wake up?"
"Only if you want me to be."
"Yes, please. Stay the night." I ask and he nods.
"OK, my love. Now sleep. You look shattered." He presses one last kiss to my lips before my eyelids flutter shut, sending me into a deep sleep.