Yuuri awoke sometime in the middle of the night to a seemingly unquenchable thirst. His mouth was incredibly dry and his throat felt completely parched, as if devoid of any moisture. When he sat up, he realized that he was in bed, but could not immediately recall how he'd gotten there. He quickly pushed the thought out of his head, it wasn't important. His body felt like it was on fire, and nothing other than getting water into him mattered at the moment.The kitchen. There was water in the kitchen, he had to get to the kitchen. Thirsty…so thirsty.

He threw the sheets off his body and fumbled around for his glasses, slipping them on once he found them. He then walked out of the room, stumbling around a bit in his heat haze. By the time he got to the stairs, his shirt was off and discarded haphazardly on the floor. At the first landing he lost his right sock. At the second he lost the left one. His jogging pants then came off and joined the other articles in a clear clothing trail to the kitchen. The only item that remained on his body was his black boxer briefs, and he seemed content to leave those on for now.

His skin thankfully felt much cooler in the chilly overnight air, and the cold marble flooring beneath his bare feet was helping to temper the flames he felt licking at his flesh from the inside. He managed to find his way to the kitchen and eagerly made his way to the sink. He looked around for a cup, but had no idea where they were kept and didn't want to waste time looking for one. So he turned on the tap and put his mouth right to it, greedily taking in mouthfuls of crisp and refreshing water. He drank, and drank, but the water just didn't seem to be putting out the fire within.

"Yuuri? What are you doing?"

Startled, he stepped back from the tap, water dribbling out from the corner of his mouth and down his chest as he did so. A thick beam of moonlight trickled in through the skylight, flooding a corner of the kitchen with its ethereal moonbeams. In that beam stood a man he thought he recognized. He blinked a few times in an attempt to focus , but still could not recall the man's name. His mind felt all muddled and fuzzy and he struggled to think clearly. The man's chiseled bare torso was also distracting him from his thoughts, and he just stared, marveling at the beauty before him. The man was wearing a pair of indecently high-cut bikini briefs that perfectly accentuated his body in all the right places. His pale skin and hair glowed in the moon's luminescence, and a pair of sapphire-blue eyes gleamed and smoldered despite the cool light.

"Yuuri? Are you alright? О Боже, where are your clothes?"

The man was closer now and Yuuri could clearly see his face.I know this man.Yuuri racked his brain for a name.Vincent? Viggo? Vito? Vik...?

"Viktor?"

"Yes Yuuri, it's me. What are you doing half naked in my kitchen in the middle of the night?"

The heat fog currently clouding Yuuri's mind lifted temporarily and he looked down to see that he was, indeed, half naked. A wave of pure embarrassment washed over him like a bucket of ice water, and he crossed his arms in front of him in an attempt to cover himself.

"I-I don't…know. I just…I think…I needed water?"

Viktor eyed the young man before him critically. Something was off about Yuuri, and he wasn't as lucid or coherent as he usually was. He opened a nearby drawer and pulled out a hand towel before stepping directly in front of the young man.

"You're wet. Let's get you dried off and get you back to bed before you catch a cold or something."

Yuuri's eyes grew wide and he shook his head as he tried to get away from the man before him.

"N-n-no…I'm fine! I'll go back to my room and…do it myself!"

Viktor ignored Yuuri's statement and kept moving forward. It caused Yuuri to back away from him until he was inevitably backed into the counter and had nowhere else to go.

"You are myguest, and I have vowed to take care ofallyour needs. I'm not letting you go until I get my way."

Yuuri gulped, fully aware that Viktor wasveryserious and just wasn't going to drop it. So after a few tense moments, he lowered his trembling arms, and held his clenched fists rigidly at his sides.

"Beautiful, Yuuri. I amsopleased. Your compliance greatly delights me."

Yuuri bit down on his lower lip, trying not to let on just how much Viktor's words affected him. As the cloth brushed up against his bare skin, he hissed as the material felt rough against his skin. Viktor made comforting noises as he first wiped down Yuuri's chest and then his arms, only stopping once he was satisfied that all the water was gone. Just before he removed the cloth, however, he noticed a few drops speckling the skin just above Yuuri's right nipple. He had purposely avoided those areas in an effort to not make Yuuri any more uncomfortable than he already was, but couldn't very well allow himself to do anything but a thorough job. He had scented the young man's interest in the air earlier, so he knew that his advances would not be spurned. His mouth formed a wicked smile.I suppose it can't be helped.

Viktor dragged the cloth slowly and deliberately over Yuuri's nipple, and the young man's reaction was immediate. A little moan managed to sneak past his lips before a hand flew up to cover his mouth. Viktor moved over to the left one and repeated the action, making sure to return for a second pass…just in case he'd missed any drops the first time around. Yuuri's entire body quivered at the action and he simply could not hold back the muffled whimpers that were ripped from his throat.

"Yuuri, you sly little minx. You are trying to seduce me, aren't you?"

The young man immediately opened his eyes and removed the hand from his mouth.

"What? No! I was hot…and I…I just needed some water!"

Viktor hummed to himself as he raked his eyes over Yuuri's entire body, causing the young man to blush profusely. He leaned in close, his face mere inches from Yuuri's. When he opened his mouth, he practically purred as he spoke.

"You were not dressed likethiswhen I carried you up to bed earlier. One does not simply strip off nearly all their clothes for a mere glass of water. Admit it Yuuri, you are purposely trying to tempt me with your salacious little body."

Yuuri covered his face with both hands and muttered a few lamentations in what Viktor presumed was Japanese. Seeing that Yuuri was distracted, he seized the opportunity to sneak in closer. He placed an arm at either side of the young man's body, pinning him up against the counter. Yuuri's hands immediately fell from his face and he gasped. He could feel the coolness radiating from Viktor's body, and felt inexplicably drawn to it. Water didn't seem to matter anymore, and his thirst abated immediately. The fogginess cleared from his mind, and Yuuri was suddenly very lucid and acutely aware that he was severely overexposed in front of a horribly attractive vampire.

"You see. Even now, your innocence taunts me. There is so much Eros simmering there under your skin, and you don't even realize it."

Yuuri found it really hard not to balk at that. He didn't know what Viktor could possibly be talking about. He was a very average-looking, sexually inexperienced nobody, and couldn't fathom what the vampire ever saw in him.The only thing of value he could feasibly offer him was…

"You're…you're just after my blood."

Viktor looked down at Yuuri's face, the confusion on it clear.

"Pardon?"

Yuuri lowered his head, causing his face to become obscured from Viktor's view. He was ashamed of all the pitiful misery and disappointment he was feeling at the moment, and did not want Viktor to see it.

"You don't actually wantme. You just want what I can give you."

A low growl was the only bit of warning Yuuri got before everything blurred around him and he suddenly found himself pulled tightly against Viktor's bare chest.

"Youdarequestion my motives? Trust me young one, if all I'd wanted from you was your blood, I would have simply taken it and had my fill of itagesago. A vampire does not have to ask for anything. We have the power to simply take whatever we want."

A sudden chill ran down Yuuri's spine, as if he'd just fallen through the ice of a frozen river. For the first time since they'd met, he felt genuine fear. He had been too naïve and gotten himself in over his head without really having thought things through. Before the fear fully took hold, however, Viktor was there running his hands through his hair, whispering sweet reassurances into his ear.

"Shh, shhh…none of that now. My deepest apologies, it was not my intention to frighten you. Do you truly not know how much you, your body, yourvery soul…affect me?"

Yuuri remained frozen to the spot, not trusting himself to speak. He dipped his head once more, trying to hide his face in the crook of Viktor's neck. Viktor wasn't going to have any ofthat, however, and promptly turned Yuuri around so that his back was pressed up against his chest. Viktor ran a cool hand up and down Yuuri's chest, enraptured by how quickly the young man's nipples hardened under his touch, and how many lovely little sounds he was able to draw out from him. He then pushed his hips forward, pressing his very noticeable erection against Yuuri's delectable backside. The young man's surprised squeak brought a smile to his face, and he pushed his hardness forward slowly and rhythmically, savoring the pliant feeling of Yuuri's flesh as well as its warmth.

As he relished the feeling of Yuuri's body against his, Viktor skirted the upper limits of his control. He wanted more…hadto have more of Yuuri. He began running his hands all over Yuuri's neck, shoulders and upper back, periodically reaching around to the front to do the same over his abdomen and chest. His hands began to move faster, and before he knew it, he was moving his whole body back and forth, appearing to be occupying every inch of space around the young man.

Yuuri was in the ninth circle of heaven. It felt as if he was being touched by two Viktors at the same time, and he could barely contain the lewd sounds that were spilling forth from him. Impossibly, he felt Viktor's hands running down his back and cupping his ass, while they simultaneously stroked his chest and playfully pinched his nipples. He was feeling deliciously overwhelmed by all the sensations flooding his body, and shamelessly craved more. Viktor was very aroused at the moment, and Yuuri wasveryaware of the growing hardness pressing up against him from both sides. His own arousal was becoming painfully clear and every time Viktor's pushed against it, he practically saw stars.

"Do you not see, Yuuri? How your own body reacts to mine?"

"Ah…haah…ahhhhh."

Viktor slowed things back down and walked Yuuri backward until he was pushed up snugly against the wall. He brought both hands up to the young man's face and caressed it, taking in Yuuri's mussed up appearance and the enticing flush on his face. Yuuri was speechless, too dazed to formulate any coherent words at the moment. He was breathing quite heavily and all he could do was hold on to Viktor's upper arms for support. Viktor was relentless, however, and released his face so that he could place soft butterfly kisses along Yuuri's collarbone. Viktor's lips slowly moved up higher on Yuuri's body, climbing up the smooth column of his throat and briefly pausing to lick the spot where he'd bitten him before. Yuuri arched his back and cried out, instinctively pulling Viktor closer. The action crushed their hardened flesh together, and Viktor clenched his fists as he fought to maintain control. He groaned loudly as the scent of Yuuri's arousal spiked and saturated the air in the room.

"Yuuuuuuuri, you're going to push me over the edge if you keep doing things like that."

"Ahh, mhmm. Sor…ry…feels s'good."

Viktor growled, a low rumble that reverberated deep in his chest and caused Yuuri to whimper and wantonly pull him even closer. Viktor's nostrils flared as he scented the air and took in Yuuri's addictive essence, feeling his fangs begin to elongate as he did so. The beast within him was pleased,very pleasedwith the new developments. It screamed at him to claim Yuuri as his own and clamored for another taste of the young man's blood. He brought his lips up till they hovered mere millimeters from Yuuri's, until he could feel the young man's hot breath against his skin. He desperately wanted a slow and tender kiss while he was still himself, a properly tender one that wasn't fueled by bloodlust. As he contemplated his next step, Yuuri closed the short gap between them and initiated the kiss on his own.

Yuuri's lips applied a tentative and almost shy pressure to Viktor's lips. Viktor pushed back lightly, encouraging Yuuri to continue but without trying to overpower him. He knew the youngling was rather inexperienced and wanted to give him the chance to take things at his own pace. Yuuri pushed his lips against Viktor's once more, applying a bit more pressure this time around. A warm tongue darted out and slid wetly over Viktor's lower lip, drawing out a contented moan from the man. Feeling somewhat emboldened by Viktor's response, Yuuri's tongue grew more daring and adventurous. It darted into Viktor's mouth and explored every inch within its reach. It lovingly caressed one of Viktor's fangs and the vampire's entire body shook in response. Yuuri angled his mouth and deepened the kiss, finally coaxing Viktor's tongue into play. Their erect organs pushed and slid against one another as the room filled with the sounds of their moans and Yuuri's heavy breathing. Yuuri's hands slid up Viktor's shoulders and neck before finally tangling in the lush silver locks. He tugged and pulled at the hair in an effort to bring Viktor's body even closer, but caused Viktor to break the kiss instead.

"Yuuri, I can't hold back anymore. I want you, I need you. Will you be mine?"

Yuuri was unable to speak for a few moments as he fought to catch his breath. He was somewhat envious of Viktor, who didn't have breath to become breathless with. Once he had recovered enough to speak, his answer was brief, concise and to the point.

"Yes."

And then, just as it had happened in the library earlier, he was devoured. Viktor's tongue worked his mouth and lips masterfully, eliciting a full range of moans, whimpers and gasps. Viktor's talented mouth carried on unrelentingly, very much playing Yuuri like an instrument for his own pleasure. Viktor's hands then slid down to cup each one of Yuuri's firm but pliable ass cheeks, and the young man immediately lifted his legs off the ground and wrapped them around the man's waist. Space blurred around them and Yuuri felt a tiny twinge of queasiness as he realized that they were moving. It was over just a short moment later as he felt himself being lowered onto a marvelously soft bed. Viktor slowly pulled away from him, peppering his face with feather-light kisses as he withdrew. A hand pushed Yuuri's hair off his forehead and removed his glasses before coming back to stroke his cheeks. Yuuri opened his lust-laden eyes to stare at Viktor's attractive face, bewitched by how the flickering shadows of a nearby lamp danced across his strong and angled jawline. He lay there motionless on his back, so completely out of breath that it was all he could do.

"There's something I need to get. Stay here, wait for me."

Yuuri nodded numbly and watched in awe as Viktor blurred out of sight. Of course he'd stay and wait, he didn't think he could have moved even if he'd wanted to. His body felt so incredibly boneless, as if all his strength had drained from him. As he shifted slightly to make himself more comfortable, his erection strained against his form-fitting boxer briefs. He was painfully aroused and when he looked down, he was embarrassed to see a rather large wet spot down the front. Both hands came up to cover his face as the reality of the situation fully hit him. He was rock-hard and half-naked on Viktor's bed, knowing full well that the beautiful man somehow found him attractive and wanted to be with him. And although he had never been intimate with anyone, male or female, he was under no illusions of what was about to happen next. Yuuri immediately felt a wave of anxious panic rise within him and realized that he had to distract himself with something before it galloped out of control.

So he decided to pass the time by looking around the room instead. It was yet another room he had not seen before, an opulent master bedroom that could only be Viktor's private suite. He was sprawled out on a four-poster canopy bed that looked large enough to sleep about six people, the silk sheets sinfully smooth and cool against his feverish skin. The light fixtures seemed to all be torches, oil lamps or candles of some sort. It was the most period-accurate room of the entire manor, given that the other rooms he'd been in had all been fitted with modern lighting fixtures. They were a very nice touch and added a crucial layer of authenticity to the décor. He was about to dissect the furniture and furnishings when Viktor blurred back into the room. He was holding some kind of plant in his hand, a spiky succulent by the looks of it.

"Viktor, what is that?"

Viktor simply smiled mysteriously and then winked conspiratorially at the young man as he brushed something gritty from his shoulders and upper body.

"Is that…sand?!"

"Sorry about that Yuuri, you'll just have to wait and see when the time comes."

Viktor then turned around to place the plant on the nightstand nearby, giving Yuuri an unobstructed view of his exposed cheeks. He had totally not been prepared for that, and coughed and sputtered violently at the sight. Viktor immediately looked over his shoulder, concerned by the sounds Yuuri was making.

"Yuuri? What…"

"Where are the rest of your…your…?"

Viktor looked down at what Yuuri was pointing at and chuckled heartily.

"I admit that G-string bikini briefs don't quite fit in with the Gothic period theme I have going on here, but I fell in love with them the moment I laid eyes upon them. I love how good they make my ass look. Don't you think they make my ass look good, Yuuri?"

Yuuri groaned as he tore his gaze from Viktor's luscious backside. He was so envious of how open and comfortable the man was with his own sexuality. He practically oozed confidence from every single pore, and had a million and one different reasons to do so. Yuuri glanced down at his own body, and a sickly sense of inferiority began creeping up on him.There is no way I could ever even dream of competing with Viktor's perfect body, he was just not…Yuuri felt a disturbance in the air around him, and then Viktor was right there next to him. Before he knew it, he was being unceremoniously flipped over onto his stomach.

"Ah! Viktor, what the…?"

"Your ass is so beautiful to me, Yuuri. I've thought of nearly nothing else since our night together last week."

Viktor leaned down and placed a kiss on each of Yuuri's clothed cheeks, causing the young man to bury his face in the sheets in embarrassment. He then grabbed the hem of Yuuri's boxer briefs and slowly tugged them down until his backside was exposed. Viktor took a fleshy globe into each hand and gave them both a firm squeeze, extracting some rather lovely sounds from Yuuri as he did so. His mouth then joined his hands, and soon Viktor was caressing Yuuri's butt while he rained down kisses on every inch of the unblemished surface.

Yuuri began to twist and wiggle under Viktor's attentions, and before he knew it his hips were moving on their own, pushing and rutting against the silk sheets beneath him. He was feeling incredibly turned on at the moment and the bed was currently providing just the right amount of friction.

"You're so beautiful Yuuri, absolutely exquisite. Come now, let me look at you properly."

Viktor turned Yuuri over onto his back and lowered his face until his nose was pressed right up against the big wet spot on Yuuri's boxer briefs. He inhaled deeply, a growl rising up in his throat as Yuuri's musky scent filled his senses and engraved itself forever in his memory. Yuuri's entire body shook and trembled as Viktor's growl resounded all along his hardened length. He felt himself twitch a few times, and more precum was produced, adding to the growing wet spot beneath Viktor's nose. The man nuzzled the site in an attempt to get closer to the scent, and Yuuri whimpered as he became impossibly harder.

Viktor took another deep breath and Yuuri heard a lustier and more primal-sounding growl. And just when he didn't think things could get any better, Viktor's tongue darted out and began lapping at the same spot. Yuuri's back arched right off the bed, his cries of ecstasy echoing in the room as Viktor's cool tongue exacted sweet torture upon him. Finally, Viktor carefully pulled Yuuri's boxer briefs off the rest of the way, finally freeing his straining erection. The young man sighed with relief, his hardened flesh twitching earnestly in the cool air.

Viktor kissed, licked, nuzzled and caressed Yuuri's body, slowly making love to it with his hands and tongue. He grinned wickedly, pride building up within him as the young man writhed and thrashed helplessly before him. The youngling's whines, moans and mewls filled the air, and Viktor decided to finally reward him with release. Without any warning, he lowered his mouth down onto Yuuri's weeping cock and took him down to the root in one fell swoop. Yuuri howled. His hands instantly shot up, his fingers threading themselves in Viktor's luscious locks in an attempt to still the man's movements, but Viktor was not to be deterred. He bobbed his head up and down along Yuuri's length, savoring the bitter salty tang of Yuuri's unique taste, and basking in the heat radiating from him. Viktor closed his eyes and moaned, the vibrations from the act causing Yuuri to arch off the bed once more.

"K-kami, Viktor! I'm…ah…going…a-ahhh!"

Viktor knew that Yuuri was nearing release and prepared himself to receive everything the young man had to offer. Not being biologically required to breathe was coming in really handy at the moment as he was able to take Yuuri in down deep, right to the back of his throat. Yuuri's orgasm hit him hard and fast, his hips jerking wildly off the bed as his hands twisted and pulled at Viktor's hair. His release went on and on, spurting rhythmically down Viktor's throat. The man's eyes were locked onto Yuuri's splendidly debauched face as he swallowed down every single drop of the young one's release.

Meanwhile. Yuuri was helpless do anything but ride out the endless wave of euphoria. He'd been on edge for so long and Viktor's mouth just felt too good. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, his cock dried up and he finally began to soften. Viktor allowed the spent cock to slip out of his mouth and then crawled over to lie down next to Yuuri. He snuggled in close and traced soothing circles on Yuuri's chest while the young man caught his breath. He burrowed his nose in the crook of Yuuri's neck, content to just breathe in his irresistible scent. Once he had recovered sufficiently, Yuuri brought a hand up to caress Viktor's shoulder and pull him in closer against his body.

"That was…uhm…really amazing. Th-thank you."

Viktor pushed up, propping himself onto his elbow so that he could look at Yuuri's face.

"I'm glad that you enjoyed it, it was extremely pleasurable for me as well."

"Did you…also…um…you know…"

Viktor chuckled as he brought a hand up to stroke Yuuri's cheek, an impish sparkle flashing briefly in his eyes.

"Tonight is all aboutyoudearest Yuuri, and my pleasure will come from yours."

"But I also want you to…"

Viktor leaned down, closing the gap between them, effectively silencing Yuuri by capturing his lips in a torturously tender kiss. Yuuri's muffled moans disappeared into Viktor's mouth, greedily smothered and swallowed by the man's lips. When Viktor eventually pulled away, Yuuri found himself dazed and completely hard once more. Viktor looked down at Yuuri's erect cock and hummed in appreciation.

"Your stamina is truly a marvel, my dear. I'm going to have to do my best to burn some of that out of you before we make love tonight."

Yuuri's face reddened predictably at such a comment and he squirmed awkwardly in Viktor's embrace.

"Yuuri my dear, there is no shame in sharing your body with a lover. Sex can be a wonderful thing, if done properly, and it brings lovers together in ways nothing else can."

Yuuri buried his face in Viktor's hair, knowing deep down that the man was right and that what he'd said made complete sense, but still struggling with the conservative and inexperienced side of him.

"How about I just show you, then? What do you say we go ahead and take care of the situation we have going on here."

Viktor reached down and gave Yuuri's hard cock a firm squeeze, causing Yuuri to yelp and nearly fly right off the bed.

"C-c-cold!"

Viktor gasped and apologized profusely, immediately contrite.

"Forgive me Yuuri, I had forgotten that my body temperature can be a bit of a shock to the warm-blooded. Allow me to rectify my mistake."

Viktor blurred out of the room and then returned about a minute later with a bowl of what he hoped was warm water.

"Please check this for me Yuuri. Let me know if it's a good temperature or not."

Yuuri dipped an index finger into the bowl he was being offered, withdrawing it immediately.

"It's a bit hot right now, but should be fine in about a minute or so. What are you going to do with it?"

"I'm going to use it to warm my hands up so that we don't have any more unpleasant surprises tonight."

Viktor set the bowl down on the nightstand and then stood up and walked over to the plant he'd walked in earlier with. He them pulled off one long pointed leaf and immersed it into the water. Once Yuuri got a good look at it, he realized that he knew what it was.

"Viktor, why do you have an aloe vera plant?"

Viktor clapped his hands together excitedly as his mouth formed that charming little heart-shaped smile Yuuri was beginning to love.

"Bravo, Yuuri! You guess right yet again! I realized that we didn't have any lubricant for tonight's…*activities…and knew that I had to get some. I couldn't very well have just burst into a pharmacy in the middle of the night in nothing but my bikini briefs, so I went to the desert in Kazakhstan earlier to pick one up. There was no one around there to notice a half-naked vampire shopping for some aloe."

Yuuri's jaw nearly hit the ground at Viktor's admission.So that's where the sand came from.He really shouldn't be surprised anymore by the things that came out of that man's mouth, but it was still shocking to him how Viktor talked about his superhuman feats like one would talk about the weather. As Yuuri continued to gape at him, Viktor placed both hands in the bowl of water and swirled them around for a minute or so. Then he removed the aloe leaf and slit it open with one of his claws, exposing the clear inner leaf juice. He scooped it out with his free hand and dribbled some down the length of Yuuri's hardened flesh.

Yuuri watched, transfixed, as the pleasantly warm liquid glistened and slid along his cock before dribbling down the sides. When Viktor's heated hand closed around it and began stroking him, he threw his head back, mouth hanging open in a silent scream. The slick wetness of the aloe allowed Viktor's hand to slide smoothly along his flesh and was wreaking havoc on his senses.

As Viktor picked up the pace, small whimpers began sneaking their way past Yuuri's lips, quickly building up into moans, cries and then sobs. The room filled with the wet sounds of flesh sliding against flesh, and Yuuri began to feel the familiar coiling in the pit of his stomach.

Viktor seemed to pick up on this and slowed things down a bit, taking the time to rub his thumb along Yuuri's slit, trace the outline of his veins and the ridge along his tip. Viktor's hand was also slick with aloe and he mercilessly twisted and squeezed Yuuri's cock with each stroke. Soon, Yuuri found himself on the edge once more and not even another deliberate slowing of pace could stop him from cumming. Thick ribbons of cum erupted from him, splashing down on his stomach and hitting as high as his chest. Utterly spent, his eyes rolled into the back of his head and his vision went black.

As he regained consciousness, Yuuri felt all warm and cozy, like he was wrapped in a snug little cocoon of comfort. When he opened his eyes, he immediately realized that he was in a sitting position on Viktor's lap. After looking down, he saw that he was swaddled tightly in a fuzzy fleece blanket, pulled firmly against the man's chest.

"Oh good, you're awake. How do you feel?"

Yuuri yawned loudly, turning his head into his shoulder to stifle it as he didn't have his hands free to cover his mouth. He smacked his lips a few times, basking contentedly in the feeling of pleasant safety. He turned to face Viktor once more, gazing lovingly into the man's cerulean eyes.

"Mhhmm, feels good. Nice and warm."

Viktor lowered his head and lightly brushed his lips against Yuuri's, teasing the young man with the promise of a kiss, but pulling away from him whenever he tried to deepen it. After a few rounds of this, Yuuri growled loudly in frustration, and Viktor had to chuckle at his impatience. When he dipped back down, he made sure to kiss Yuuri deeply and deliberately, working the youngling until he was reduced to an incoherent puddle of goo in his arms. While Yuuri was being distracted, he slipped a hand under the blanket and made a beeline for the young man's nipples. Yuuri gasped at the contact, and Viktor took the opportunity to slip his tongue in. Yuuri moaned sweetly into his mouth, whimpering wantonly every time he gave a nipple a pinch.

Not surprisingly, it wasn't long before Yuuri was hardening once more, his seemingly insatiable stamina demanding another sexual tribute.

Viktor removed Yuuri from his lap and lay him down on his back, lifting the blanket until his lower body was exposed, but keeping his upper body wrapped up. He eyed his handiwork critically, satisfied that Yuuri would not be able to use his hands and was properly contained in a human burrito.

"Viktor, I'm not cold. Please help me get out of this."

Viktor shook his head as he stared down at the semi-helpless young man. His eyes looked predatory and ravenous, and Yuuri once again felt like prey. He was wrapped up like a defenseless insect caught up in a spider's web.

"No."

Yuuri gulped as he saw Viktor reach for more aloe, turning his brain upside down as he tried to figure out what the vampire was up to. He didn't have to wait very long to find out, however, for Viktor cupped his testicles and lifted them with one hand and then dribbled warm aloe over them with the other. He felt the aloe slide off his sac and then down past the perineum before pooling between his ass cheeks. He knew exactly where things would be going next, and felt a wave of sudden panic as everything he'd ever heard about anal sex came rushing back to him.Painful. Bloody. Can't walk for days. Permanent damage...It's not that he didn't trust Viktor...he did, but he unknown was a powerfully frightening thing.

"Viktor, I'm a..."

Viktor made gentle and soothing shushing noises as he spread the aloe around and dipped his fingers down toward Yuuri's cleft.

"I'm well aware that you haven't done anything like this before. There are certain preparations that need to be made and I have no intention of making your first time a bad time. I will take care of you and am willing to spend as long as it takes getting you there."

Yuuri immediately relaxed, releasing the breath he hadn't even realized he'd been holding. He felt safe in Viktor's presence and just had this unshakable conviction that Viktor would never intentionally bring him harm. He concentrated on slowing down his breathing as he willed himself to calm down. His heart rate eventually returned to normal, and a hush fell over the room.

"That was wonderful, Yuuri. I'm deeply honored by your trust in me. I won't let you down."

Viktor reached down and placed a hand on each of Yuuri's thighs, applying gentle pressure until the young man's legs were spread open for him. Yuuri's cheeks colored slightly at being in such a prone and highly embarrassing position. Viktor could seeeverythingfrom that angle, and he squirmed at being physically unable to restore his modesty.

"Every single inch of your body is beautiful to me Yuuri, and there is no need to be ashamed of showing that beauty off to me. I want it all."

Viktor dipped his fingers in the aloe and then ran them up and down Yuuri's perineum, slowly applying more pressure with each stroke. Yuuri lay there on his back, trying to make sense of the new sensations taking over his body. He had touched himself countless times before, but had never paid any attention to anything in the area Viktor was currently working. It was different, but not at all unpleasant. When a finger brushed up against his puckered orifice, however, he inadvertently jerked in surprise.

"Did that hurt, Yuuri?"

"N-no...just...different."

Viktor nodded, relieved that he hadn't actually hurt Yuuri. He was being very careful to keep his strength in check and be as gentle as possible.

"I'm going to make you feel good now, Yuuri."

Viktor began gently rubbing concentric circles on Yuuri's hole, watching the young man's face carefully for any signs of discomfort or pain. He used his other hand to stroke Yuuri's stomach and thighs, periodically skirting the edges of his hardened flesh. Yuuri's body started to heat up again as the new sensations began to register as pleasure. He didn't know...didn't expect that it couldfeel this good.

Viktor carried on this way for a few minutes, experimenting with different speeds and patters, until he felt that Yuuri had become comfortable. He then slowly pushed a finger in, stopping in his tracks when Yuuri clenched forcefully around it, giving him time to adjust. He repeated the process until he was able to slide a second finger in and properly search for the prostate.

Yuuri was feeling exceptionally good for someone who was having such a unique first experience. It was hard to describe how it made him feel exactly. It felt good,but it wasn't earth-shattering like some of the other things Viktor had previously done to him. He knew that Viktor had two fingers inside him and that it was part of the preparation process, so just decided to take what he could from it. His thought process was abruptly, and violently interrupted as Viktor seemed to touch something magical inside him. He felt a red-hot pang of pleasure so intense that it made his legs go temporarily numb. His scream filled the room and he thrashed wildly on the bed, fighting vigorously against the restraining blanket.

"A-a-ahhhh! What...ngh...was...THAT?!"

Viktor pulled back a bit and paused his actions, waiting for Yuuri to come back down to Earth.

"That, dear Yuuri, was your prostate. It's the male equivalent of the G-spot, and as you just found out, the best part of havinganythingup your ass."

Yuuri was a hot mess. He was breathing heavily, his chest heaving with effort. Beads of sweat that had formed on his forehead slid down and off his face, their cooling tracks providing him with brief respite from the heat his body was feeling. Once his heart had stopped hammering away in his chest, only one thought came to mind.

"More."

Viktor smiled, an act that always highlighted how devilishly handsome he was. He dipped his head in Yuuri's direction, more than happy to oblige.

"As you wish, dearest Yuuri."

Viktor resumed his torturous assault, stroking Yuuri deeply from within, stretching him and rewarding him periodically with pressure to his prostate. The young man's eyes glazed over with bliss, and precum flowed freely from his rock-hard cock. Viktor checked Yuuri's readiness one last time, and determined that he was finally ready. He pulled his three fingers out from Yuuri, wiping them clean on a nearby towel. He then unwrapped Yuuri's blanket, finally freeing him from his restraints. The young one's body was slick with sweat, its sheen glistening enticingly in the firelight. The room filled with Yuuri's scent and the beast within basked in the heady aroma. He reached for aloe, rubbing copious amounts of it on his cock before dribbling a large amount onto Yuuri as well.

"Yuuri, I'm going to make love to you now."

Viktor grabbed Yuuri's hips with both hands and pulled the young one toward him until he was kneeling comfortably between his legs.

"Darling, look at me."

Yuuri's eyes sharpened and cleared, his instincts unable to ignore the command in Viktor's voice. Mahogany-brown eyes met sea-blue ones, their gazes locking intimately. Viktor took his cock in hand and lined it up with Yuuri's entrance, nosing the head in gently until it pushed past the first ring of muscle. Yuuri cried out as his body clenched tightly around the intrusion, his hands flying up to claw at Vktor's broad shoulders. Viktor groaned, Yuuri's deliciously heated tightness sending out concentric waves of pleasure through his body, and he could hardly wait to get more of it.

He slowly pushed forward again, slipping past the second ring. Yuuri's fingers clenched more tightly at Viktor's shoulders as his muscles bore down on the man's cock once more. He felt a slight stinging sensation as his body stretched to accommodate Viktor's impressive length, but found it to not be as painful as he had been expecting.

Viktor, meanwhile, was valiantly fighting the urge to just bury himself to the hilt in Yuuri's heat. He forced himself to push forward slowly, inch by inch until he was fully inside. He paused and waited, body trembling with the effort to stay still until he got the go-ahead to continue.

Yuuri was feeling...for lack of any other word...full. He could feel Viktor inside him, his body roiling with spasms and constricting around the intrusion. Once he felt the convulsions stop, he tentatively wiggled his hips and pushed forward, surprised when Viktor was the one who cried out. He repeated the action, thrusting forward with more force the second time around. Viktor cried out again, louder this time., and then bent down until his face was buried in the crook of Yuuri's neck.

"мой Бог Yuuri, you feel more amazing than I ever imagined."

Yuuri opened his mouth to say something, but every single rational thought flew out of his mind when Viktor snapped his hips forward, pushing even deeper inside him. His mouth hung open, frozen soundlessly as his senses nearly short-circuited from the sensations. He lifted his legs to wrap them around Viktor's waist, trying to bring the man even closer to him. Viktor carried on thrusting inside him and after adjusting the angle of his hips, was able to find Yuuri's prostrate once more. The young one cried out and held on tight as the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh permeated the room. Viktor picked up the pace once more and Yuuri started feeling the telltale signs of orgasm building up with him once more. He made a decision just then, and turned his head to the side, baring his throat to the vampire before him.

"Bite me. Drink from me, please!"

At the sight of such an offering, Viktor's fangs elongated rapidly, reaching their full length in a split second. His eyes turned a brilliant shade of red Yuuri had not yet seen, and he was hopelessly enthralled just by looking at the them. Viktor leaned in, closing the gap between them, and then lovingly licked the spot he intended to bite. Yuuri's whole body shuddered, his moans going straight to Viktor's cock and hardening it further. He bit down, his fangs slowly sinking into Yuuri's flesh, the act causing delicious blood to spring forth into his mouth. He closed his lips around the wound and drank.

Yuuri cried out the second he felt Viktor's fangs break the skin. There was a momentary sting of pain, and then it was only euphoria and rapture he felt after that. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he felt himself orgasm, his body twitching with each spurt. It didn't register as clearly as it should, as his every thought, sensation and feeling was currently eclipsed by what it was like having Viktor drink from him. His vision blurred after a few moments and he blissfully drifted into unconsciousness.

Yuuri was trying to sleep, but something kept shaking and squeezing him. He was feeling rather disgruntled at being disturbed, he'd been in such a happy and dreamless sleep. He grumbled loudly in Japanese in an attempt to reason with his tormentor, but the harassment did not stop.

"Yuuri, god please...open your eyes. Yuuri...please."

That voice...Viktor? He sounds so scared. I wonder what happened.Yuuri tried to open his eyes to look at Viktor, but his lids felt so heavy. He struggled for a few moments, but was then finally able to open them just enough to see Viktor's face staring worriedly back at him.

"Hmm?"

Viktor squeezed Yuuri tightly, burying his face in the young one's hair.

"Oh, thank goodness you're awake. Блядь, I was so scared that I'd taken too much from you again."

Yuuri tried to blink so he could get his eyes to focus properly on Viktor's face, but once his eyes closed, they wouldn't open again. Exhaustion took over and he drifted off to sleep once. When he next came to, Viktor had a bowl of soup with him and was trying to get Yuuri to eat. But Yuuri was still too weak, and although he was able to open his mouth, he didn't have the strength to chew or swallow, so the soup just dribbled out.

Viktor was panicking. Although he thought he'd managed to stop himself from taking too much blood from Yuuri, he'd lost himself to bloodlust once more and ended up taking more than he'd intended. Yuuri had pretty much been in a coma for half a day, and didn't show any signs of coming back around. His inability to eat was the last straw for him, and he decided to take matters into his own hands. He sliced his own lip on one of his fangs and dipped his head down to capture Yuuri's lips in a kiss. The young man seemed to come alive once the taste of Viktor's blood hit his tongue, and he greedily lapped at meager offering. After a few minutes had passed, Viktor could sense that Yuuri's strength was returning and his heartbeat was getting stronger and louder. He pulled away from the young man, satisfied that things were going to be ok. Yuuri chased after him, trying to get another taste of his blood, and he had to will him to rest once more.

While Yuuri slept, he made up his mind. He got up and went to his study, unlocking a secret drawer and retrieving the ornate cedar box from within. He then went back to his room and waited.

_terminology_

ОБоже – dear/oh God

*2-aloe vera is actually a perfect natural lubricant. It smells quite nice, fully organic and you'll be super extra soft after. #WINNING.

мой Бог - my God.

Блядь - fuck

Google docs with pictures and extra info: https/docs./document/d/1AL4dRAVMc3x5vMJUDunhNLHHDnZFLGX300f7vE8GNCs/edit?usp=sharing