SwD: Lost tales

Thanks to Rina76 (Haha, yes, he seems to have a talent for finding such things. And making Vincent uneasy^^ And I´m so flattered by your praise *blushes furiously* I haven´t written anymore side stories, but there are some ideas that slowly take form. If you have any suggestions or things you´d like to see more of please tell me and I´ll give my best to do them justice!)for reviewing and to jsakurachan1 for betaing!!!!!

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Yazoo alone at home

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It was after one of his longer absences that Vincent rushed through the dark, clouded night and over the few lights of the city. His residence was near and a few moments later he landed on the soft grass in his garden without making so much as a sound.

Since it was late most of the house was claimed by darkness and Aeris had already gone to bed. Casting a quick glance to the side, the vampire could see that the candles in the library were already doused as the room lay in shadows. There was only one window radiating soft, flickering light and it happened to be the one his lover and student occupied. Curiosity getting the better of him, Vincent hovered up, floating directly before the teen’s window. The cloudy night was hiding the vampire from view and with an arched eyebrow red eyes looked through the slit the curtains provided.

The room was only lit by three candles, flickering on the golden bearer next to the unoccupied bed and the warm wax rolling down the golden shaft. Inclining his head a little, the vampire looked past the pastel curtains when a figure came into view. Long silver hair was flowing over a black silken robe as Yazoo stepped next to the bed, his back towards the window. A comb moved through his long tresses carefully and then was placed on the nightstand.

With unmoving eyes Vincent observed as the waistband that held the robe together was untied and dangled beside the now open cloth. With a sensual flick of his slender shoulders, the silken fabric flowed from the boys body slowly, revealing his white skin and then the small of his back until it slipped further and eventually slid over his round buttocks and along his long, delicate legs. It lay in a black puddle around his feet, forgotten, as Yazoo crawled on the white sheets with graceful, sensual movements. Eyebrow rising higher, Vincent observed how the nacked young man elegantly rolled on his back, placing his head on the cushions, one hand resting beside his head and one leg slightly bent.

The teen´s lazy eyes glided over the room drowsily, while his other white hand played idly with a strand of his silken hair and rolled it between his fingers; the tip of a silken tress suddenly brushed against the sensitive flesh of one of his rosy nipples.

Vincent stiffened and so did the boy on the bed, his gaze rather interestedly wandering towards his occupied hand and moving it a little, so that the soft hair stroked over the nub again.

Sighing a little, he observed the stiffening flesh, drawing lazy, little circles around it until it was fully erected. The strand gliding away, a curious fingertip brushed over the sensitive nipple, pinching a little harder and long black lashes fluttered as a soft sigh escaped from full lips.

The vampire moved a little closer to the window to get a better view.

While idly stroking over his upstanding nipple, the other hand that had been resting on the cushions moved towards velvety skin, and fingertips slowly glided over a smooth, hairless porcelain chest, experimentally sliding over the taut muscles stretched over ribs that eagerly moved into the touch as the boy arched his back a little.

Mesmerized, Vincent observed as the hand glided deeper, drawing an invisible line to a little belly button and digging into it, before sliding out and moving around it in lazy circles.

Fine goose-bumps built on the creamy skin as Yazoo slowly moved on the bed in a rhythm matching his stroking, eyes closing half shut, and little gasps coming from his mouth. He still pinched his hard bud between soft fingertips.

While he was enjoying his own touches, the vampire´s eyes wandered deeper towards more intimate regions and unashamedly glanced at his crotch, where Yazoo´s already semi hard member rested against white flesh.

Unconsciously liking his lips the raven haired man observed as his lover´s hand eventually let go of his belly button and glided down over a hip bone, sensually stroking over his groin. Craning his head back a little and exposing his white throat, the teen slowly moved past his cock without touching it and instead let his hand wander over his inner thigh, his gasps increasing.

Exploring the white skin towards his knee, he spread his legs a little to get better access to the sensitive flesh, the other hand letting go of his red nipple and traveling over his flat stomache and along his arched sides.

Yazoo made slow, sensual rocking movements into the sheets, while his hazy, emerald eyes glowed behind half closed lids, a moist tongue slipping out and licking over pale, pouty lips.

Following his every move, the vampire’s eyes were glued to the hands trailing circles over the teens thighs and then unstoppably moving closer to his dick.

A shuddering breath filled the otherwise silent room as cool fingertips made contact with heated flesh and one finger stroked over the sensitive, twitching shaft as he got even harder.

The other hand went up to a nipple again, brushing it while long fingers stroked over an erect genital ever so slightly, eliciting faltering gasps.

Eventually the movements became a little faster and needy as Yazoo pressed his hand closer against his now fully hard cock, slender fingers wrapping around the red member and stroking it, pulling down the foreskin and freeing the slick head.

Yazoo bucked into the soft white sheets, moaning as his thumb brushed over his thin slid, moving over it slowly and pressing against the sensitive flesh.

The vampire´s throat felt very dry as he observed from his hiding spot as his lover worked his dick, guided his hand away from the nipple and towards his moist, parted lips. His pink tongue darting out, Yazoo licked over slightly trembling fingers, wetting and sucking them with delicious little noises, flicking over the white tips and knuckles until they glistened with his transparent spit.

He moved his hand away from his mouth while still stroking his cock with lazy movements and lifted his hips a little, spreading his legs further apart and slipping his moist hand under his buttocks.

Vincent´s own erection pressed against his too tight pants as his eyes took in the rosy ring of muscles of his lover´s asshole that he knew so very well and that had provided him with its delicious heat so often already.
Letting his ass rest on his wrist, Yazoo spread his buttocks a little apart, but without touching his hole yet. Instead his slick fingers rested beside his entrance, the teen still moving his hand around his erection and pressing his head in the cushions.

The vampire licked his lips, feeling a little tortured because he wanted to SEE, wanted to observe the white fingers gliding inside and pushing…

His shuddering breaths increasing, Yazoo finally moved his wet index finger slowly, painfully slowly towards the tight muscle and brushed over it gently, instantly throwing his head back with a moan upon the contact, a slight blush heating his beautiful cheeks.

Vincent gulped as the trembling fingers stroked over the sweet hole again and again, more and more frantic and forceful. Yazoo´s hand on his throbbing member moved faster, his back repeatedly arching on the bed, as he gasped and moaned at his own touches with pleasure and need.

The teen rubbed against his entrance, pressing his ass towards his own teasing fingers until it was glistening wet and red with desire.

Licking his lips again quickly, the boy mentally prepared for the impact but it was quite futile, because as he finally pushed in the tip of his damp middle finger he bucked, a hiss filling the room and he threw his head back again.

Panting, he tensed for a moment, adjusting around the intrusion and trying to get his shaking breath back under control.

Vincent leaned forward, almost pressing his nose against the window. He really had to fight down the urge to just leave his hiding place by the window and partake in the sexual actions his pupil was experiencing right now.
But then the knowledge that he could see Yazoo, although the boy had no idea that he was watched, lost in his own pleasure and intimacy, excited the vampire too much, the forbidden pleasure burning through his dead veins.
Yazoo´s finger glided deeper, slowly, parting the tight muscle and the teen spread his legs wider apart, so he could take it in fully. When his hole was filled entirely he held still, breathing harshly and willing his hand to stroke slower over his red dick.

Then he pulled his slick finger out and pushed it in again gently, while his spine went up, his hips rocking and dishevelling the white, damp sheets under him. Fine, glistening sweat built on his velvety, heated skin, fine droplets rolling down his taut muscles and Vincent was very tempted to lick them away. He also wanted to take this delicious hard nipple between his lips, suckling and teasing it while listening to his lovers encouraging, shameless moans, but he kept away and just listened and watched instead, observing how the slender fingers disappeared again, thrusting harder and more forceful inside that heat; he watched Yazoo moving in a lazy, sensual rhythm that became faster by the minute.

But it wasn´t enough, he needed MORE inside him and so another finger joined the first, pressing in the squirming body, penetrating it, pushing in and out.

Suddenly Yazoo cried out, eyes widening and his ass lifting up, as he apparently had found that spot that made him feel so GOOD, and always left him in a quivering, spineless mess whenever Vincent licked it, finger fucked it or penetrated it ruthlessly with his fat, hard cock.

Gasping, his ass sank down again, but went up with the next thrust, his other hand frequently working his dick.
Tensed, and trying to ignore his own painful erection, Vincent focused his glowing eyes and his sole attention entirely on his pupil masturbating in front of him, taking in his lustful gaze, the slick tongue licking over lush lips and the fluttering lashes as he pushed again and again inside, deeper, harder, yes!

A third finger was added and his rocking and pushing became more desperate by the second, his hand moving quickly and fiercly, his expression distanced and clouded.

Vincent was VERY inclined to peek into his lover´s mind and find out about his hidden, dirty thoughts, the fantasies that drove him this wild and horny, but it wasn´t necessary because Yazoo gasped within the next moment, breathing “Yes, Vincent, deeper, oh gods fuck me harder!”.

And aforementioned vampire groaned, barely holding himself back to not just do exactly that; burst through the window, grabbing his lovers hips, burying his aching erection deep inside that delicious, tight heat and fucking him into blissful oblivion.

His student´s gasps and groans became harsher and louder, his hands and fingers working even faster as he pressed himself into the sheets, sweaty silver hair clinging to his trembling body and his flushed face, eyes shut tight until they flew open wide suddenly upon an especially hard and deep thrust.

His back arched high, a shuddering scream emerging from his throat and eyes rolling back as he thrust in one last time and he cummed, his semen shooting out of his red, glistening dick and spilling over his white stomach and sheets.

Vincent had to avert his eyes for a moment, his stomach fluttering, to prevent himself from cuming with his lover just then and there, but his iron will came out of the fight as winner.

When he had himself fairly under control again, red eyes wandered towards the bed, where Yazoo came back down to earth and slowly withdrew his shaking fingers from his ass, his hips sinking down on the mattress and his exhausted, heated body resting in the damp sheets.

His heaving chest slowed back to normal breathing and idly the teen unwrapped his fingers from his softening penis, his drowsy, satisfied gaze watching the mess he´d created on his flat belly. Lazily he trailed his finger over the stiff flesh of his genital, still basking in the aftermath and with a slightly amused look, he dug it into his creamy semen, and then Vincent really groaned as his lover guided the sticky, cum covered tip to his pouting mouth and actually licked it!

Before he really could forget himself, the vampire withdrew from the window and faced the cool night breeze again, making up his mind to first take care of his own pressing business before even thinking about entering the house again and therefore he failed to see the knowing and smug look Yazoo threw at the half covered window.
Snuggling into the sheets, the teen rolled onto the side, closing his tired eyes and drifting into sleep quickly, the small smile still tugging at his lips.

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