The Hunter's Vampire {Re-writing}

Chapter 4 The way you made me feel

Adam regarded Lexander after he’d finally recollected his senses that he must’ve dropped while having his cock pleasured.

The Vampire looked revitalized, his skin had gotten a cheerful golden ebony hue, his cheeks were fuller with specks of freckles gracing his cheekbones and nose. His once dull hair was now onyx black in color. It was thick and full flowing with curly ringlets down his back. Even his once black eyes were now a clear gray before Adam.

Adam didn’t know what made him do it, but his next actions were bolder than he expected. He bent forward and cupped a hand on Lexander’s face, brushing his thumb over his freckled cheek and with his eyes commanded him to come to him.

Lexander didn’t hesitate as he knelt up and moved towards Adam—who’s brown eyes were ever tantalizing. There was a minor hesitation, but that didn’t stop Adam from connecting their lips in a heated exchange. Lexander crouched up and crawled onto Adam’s lap, all while maintaining their kiss.

Lexander moaned into his mouth as he rolled his hips, making Adam groan who then grabbed his ass and pulled him in close. Lexander wrapped his arms around Adam’s neck as he made out with the eager hunter. He hummed against his lips when he felt Adam’s manhood hardening once again.

The burn from Adam’s scruffy beard rubbed against Lexander’s soft cheeks as the men kissed. Lexander enjoyed every second of it. He hummed again and grinded against him, wanting more. Adam tried to break their kiss, but Lexander didn’t let up, instead he tightened his hold around his neck and started to push his tongue into Adam’s mouth.

The hunter, who was being resistant moaned in defeat and let his hands grope the Vampire, his hand slipped down Lexander’s trousers and the Vampire broke their kiss, his eyes darkening as he moaned. “Fuck!” he moaned, he was becoming aroused and Adam probably wasn’t ready to go that far yet. He pulled away, his eyes clearing and his arms untangling from around the hunter’s neck. ‘Lexander…” Adam panted, he seemed confused as to why his advances were ceased.

“I’m sorry dear hunter…” he said tracing his thumb over Adam’s bottom lip, “we cannot go any further.”

Adam did not reply instead he let the Vampire slip out of his grasp and stand away from him. “I’m going to take a bath. You should probably get some rest, I think I wore you out more after such a long day. Oh, and thank you again.” He bent to retrieve his hairband and walked away from the hunter.

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Lexander had drawn a hot bath for himself, his kinky black hair dripping before him—making waves in the soapy water. He inhaled the sweet lavender and cherry fragrance of the bath and wondered why a hunter would have such lovely body washes within his bath chamber. He leaned back, his tall figure stretched out in the cast iron tub of steaming water. He lifted his arms and rested them on either rim of the tub as he relaxed.

The full length mirror across from him caught his reflection. His complexion was back to normal at last. He blinked his eyes slowly, watching as his irises inked with obscurity and the veins below his eyes became black with the venom that made him what he was. His fangs grew and he tilted his head back to watch them glint against the soft shimmer of light against the tall mirror.

“Does it hurt?” he turned his head to the entrance of the room to see the hunter standing before him in simple trousers. His eyes took a moment to relish in the beauty of the hunters sculpted physic. The soft dusting of curls on his bare chest, a thin line leading down until it hid away from his sight underneath the man’s waistband. He sighed. “No. It doesn’t.” he changed his face back and stared at Adam in question. “I thought you were tired?”