I find this slightly similar to fiery delights but different. I hope you enjoy anyway. Thanks for reading.
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watched through the glass as the young fledgling convulsed in the corner, trying to hold back his cries of pain. The beginning of blood lust was not a pleasant experience, though it was something that happened to all vampires. Up until your eighteen, every fledgling resembles the mundane humans body with little glitches such as faster runners or smaller appetites. These little things are overlooked by the mundane community, ignorant as they are. Yet between the ages of eighteen and nineteen, every fledgling goes into a 'switch' of some sort. Two large fangs push from the gums and overgrow the old teeth, the stomachs outline becomes adjusted to hold more blood, and the venom which developed since a young age, freeze all cells in the body's which ceases growth. Something that feels as if boiling water was pored into every pour.
It had been a decade since trembles shook Stephano's body as he himself tried to hold back from screaming out in pain. Now he watched as this fledgling did the same.
His fledgling.
His father and lord of the coven, Enzio had granted Stephano the responsibility of a newly turned fledgling, his brother, Elmo. It was a gift that only the strongest and oldest of vampires beheld. Yet Stephano was all but three decades old and already he has such a encumbrance. It wasn't as if he didn't respect his fathers decision, because he was honoured, but such tasks came with a certain intimacies.
When he was first changed, His master was a woman almost a century old. For the first few months, his master was everything to him. She feed him with her own blood, held him when his memories started to return and thought him everything he needed to know. She was his mother, teacher, mistress, and caretaker. Everything a master is to a fledgling. Which is why only the strongest and worthy are given fledglings, to care to teach to grow.
Elmo fell to the floor, his body exhausted from the transaction and thirsty for blood. His father stood from where he sat just behind Stephano, giving him one last pat on the back before turning him towards the door. His heart was racing so fast he couldn't count the beats. This was the moment that could possible change his life.
He opened and stepped through the door, wincing as Elmo raised crazed violet eyes to his and crouched ready to pounce. Elmo, with no memory of where he was, was dangerous if Stephano couldn't control him.
"Come Elmo" Stephano spoke softly, yet letting Elmo understand that he was master here and Elmo was to come to him.
Curiously, Elmo cocked his head yet the dangerous glint never left his eye. Stephano out held his hand, waiting for the fledgling to take it. He knew the chances of Elmo coming without trouble was almost impossible.
"Come Elmo, Come to master." Elmos eyes widened as his brain recolonized the phrase. It was something that was said to each since a tender age, for this reason alone. The important thing to do is to make the fledgling feel safe, to being something that they will recognized to the front of their minds.
"Good boy Elmo, come to master. Your safe."
Elmo turned sharply and flung himself at Stephano, nails and dang extended for kill. But Stephano had more practice and easily pinned a fighting Elmo to the floor. This is where things can go dangerously wrong.
"You stronger than Elmo." Elmo whispered as he stopped struggling. He looked awed as he stared up at Stephano, a dam of tears collecting and threatening to brake free. Emotions, alike ones of a toddler, where something that each fledgling experienced. Though each was different.
"Yes, Master is stronger then Elmo, now open your mouth." Stephano ordered as he pricked his finger with his own fangs.
Causiously Elmo did as he was told and watched as Stephano slid a finger into his mouth. At first he lightly flicked his thounge against the bleeding skin, then closed his moth and suckled upon it like a baby nursing from its mothers breast. His eyes dropped in pleasure and his mouth worked greedily.
Stephano watched Elmo with satisfaction, feeling proud for something so simple. A knock came from the door and Elmo shot to a protective stance infront of Stephano, who knew it was his father signalling his leave.
Stephano hid a smile at Elmos protectiveness and slid back onto the bed. "Come sweet Elmo." he purred as Elmo shot another cautious look at the door before climbing up the bad to straddle Stephano's hips.
"Master" Elmo spoke as he reached for Stephano's heeled finger to suck on again. His thounge ran over the slight dent in the skin yet he didn't puncture it.
"Good boy Elmo. Bite here." Stephano gentley brought his face up to his neck before running his hands down Elmos back. Elmo didn't need to be told again as he licked the pulsing vein in Stephano's neck. Between vampires, feeding usually occurred during sex as it brings orgasms all on its own. Hence why masters where usually of the opposite sex.
Elmo suddenly sunk his teeth in, causing Stephano to gasp at the sudden puncture. Elmos mouth closed around the wound and gently lapped up the flowing blood. At the same time Stephano's body shook in erotic pleasure and Elmos naked flesh grew long and tight. He could slightly feel Elmos teeth against his skin and focused on what his mouth was doing. Sucking hard.
"Elmo enough" he breathed as a light dizzy spell overcame him. Elmo pulled away but licked up the two drops that ran down his neck before burying his face in his brothers chest.
Tears ran down Elmos face as he reached under himself to grab his c0ck. He didn't understand why it ached so and master wasn't doing anything. He could feel his masters hands rub circles into his back but that didn't help the pain from his c0ck.
"Master, it hurts!" Elmo all but screamed into his masters chest, letting go of the throbbing thing.
Stephano looked down upon the fledgling who called him master. If he looked further down he could see his giant purple c0ck leaking precum much as his own. Elmos eyes and cheeks where damp with tears as he misunderstood his hornyness.
Stephano realeased his own c0ck from his pants and grabbed hold of Elmos waist. He had to admit the the feeling of another hard on was amazing against his own. He'd never had a sexual experience with another male, never wanted to but the though that him and Elmo where now blood bonded excited him. Maybe a fetish of some sort.
Elmo stared at the two hard purple heads with clear lust upon his face. Stephano was sure that if he looked down he would see their twin veins throbbing with blood and he'd come before Elmo. Blood excited him to know end, like that of licking cream from a woman to the mundane male. Something he hungers for but can't explain.
"Master" Elmo purred as he grabs hold of the two c0cks tightly with one hand and spreads their pre-cum with the other. Stephano growls and drags his fingers along his back, tracing the light patch of hair down his crack until he comes to Elmos rosie puckered hole.
He pauses, unsure if he should continue but Elmo bucking into his hand is answer enough. With slight resistance, Stephano pushes past the tight muscles until he gets a little soft. The warmth that now surrounds his fingers is almost enough to make him cum then and there. He quickly pulls his c0ck from Elmos hand and flips the boy over. He finds no hesitance in Elmo, who even goes as far as pushing himself up to his knees to give Stephano more access.
"Ready?" he asks Elmo as he lines himself him, gently bobbing his c0cks head against the soft skin.
"Please Master."
And that's all the leeway Stephano needs to push his c0ck into his brothers tight hole.
