Demetrius and Cassius
Demetrius and Cassius
Alone in the room, Demetrius grappled with a sudden urge. A primal desire gnawed at him, a yearning for a specific kind of intimacy. Here, in this secluded haven, the rules seemed to dissolve. Perhaps he could explore this hidden corner of himself, indulge the curiosity that had long lingered.
Cassius hovered outside the door, a tremor of anticipation running through him. Just as he raised his hand to knock, it swung open, revealing a figure bathed in the warm glow of the room. Demetrius. A vampire. Cassius recognized the aura, the subtle shift in the air pressure. A flicker of unease sparked within him — the ever-present fear, a cold serpent coiling in his gut. He’d dealt with his fair share of vampires, but the risk never truly faded.
“Good evening,” Cassius boomed, his voice a touch louder than necessary to assert dominance. “Cassius at your service. Anything you require this evening?” Despite the tremor of fear, his posture remained firm, his gaze unwavering. He might be human, but he wouldn’t be cowed.
Demetrius stepped aside, granting Cassius entrance. The sight of the man’s imposing physique sent a jolt of raw desire through him. A nervous laugh escaped his lips. “Never done anything like this before,” he admitted, a touch of shame coloring his voice. He knew Cassius must suspect his age based on his vampiric nature. True, vampires could be young, but most wouldn’t assume that. The weight of his long life, a life devoid of this experience, pressed down on him.
“No worries,” Cassius chuckled, a hint of amusement in his voice. “First-timers are nothing new. Just a heads-up — while I appreciate your concern, biting isn’t on the menu. I know you are powerful as a vampire, but I am not…ready or willingly to become one at this time.” He left that open because he might one day want to join his world or the other creatures and things I have seen by working here but not now.” I hope that didn’t upset him,” he said to himself.
“Absolutely. Turning someone into a vampire isn’t a causal decision. The bond between sire and childe, it’s sacred. A weighty responsibility, not to be taken lightly.”
“Glad to hear that,” Cassius chuckled, putting Demetrius at ease. “First time, then? No worries, I’m used to newcomers. The name’s Cassius. What alias would you prefer this evening?”
Demetrius cursed inwardly. Cassius was right. Too many knew his name. Opting for something utterly forgettable, he mumbled, “No, names.”
Cassius chuckled, a hint of amusement dancing in his eyes. “No alias at all, huh? Intriguing choice.” His smile, undeniably seductive, held a hidden edge, a glint of something primal flickering beneath the surface. “Well then, nameless one,” he leaned in, his voice a husky whisper, “tell me, what brings you to my little corner of pleasure tonight?”
Cassius didn’t wait for a reply. With a deliberate slowness, he moved towards the bed, his hand reaching out to capture Demetrius’s. “Come with me,” he murmured, his voice a husky caress. “I think I have a way to ease you into this…” The last word trailed off, replaced by a suggestive smile that hinted at a night far more captivating than mere warmth.
Demetrius, caught off guard by the sudden intimacy, allowed himself to be led. He settled on the edge of the bed, muscles coiled with a mix of anticipation and nervous tension. Cassius’s words hung in the air, heavy with unspoken promises. “Come sit here,” Cassius said, his voice a low rumble, his gaze fixed on his client with an intensity that sent a shiver down Demetrius’s spine.
“Just relax, and enjoy,” Cassius murmured, his voice a low rumble that settled over Demetrius like a silken command.
Demetrius sank deeper into the bed, a whirlwind of emotions swirling within him. This intensity, this raw desire — he hadn’t expected it. He’d always thought women would be the key, but here, with a man, a forbidden thrill surged through him. It was exhilarating, terrifying, and strangely… right. It was something he’d always held at bay, a curiosity he could no longer ignore.
Cassiue was slow and deliberate as she unbuttoned Demetrusy’s pants allowing his cock to home out.
The air hitting his cock seemed to spring it to life, but having Cassius near it made him nervous.
“Don’t worry,” Cassius said in a reassuring voice.
I looked down at this man working his way to my cock. His hands moved up and down my inner thighs. This was such new territory for me. I had no idea what to expect. Would I enjoy this or not?
Cassius’s gaze dipped south, lingering a touch too long on the exposed skin of my thighs. A flicker of uncertainty sparked within me. I had not even This was unfamiliar territory, a sensation I hadn’t encountered before with women. I am not even aroused as I have been with them, but maybe that will change. Perhaps it was the novelty, the unexpected turn of events. Would desire ignite, or would this path remain unexplored?
“Let me take care of you,” Cassius said in a low husky voice.
His physique, defined and powerful, hinted at the strength coiled beneath his thin shirt. A shiver danced down my spine. He possessed a presence that whispered of darkness, a predator lurking beneath the surface. The thought of him serving a darker purpose, a chilling echo of my own desires, sent a jolt through me.
Cassius shed his clothes with a practiced ease, leaving him stripped bare before me. His form was imposing, carved from muscle, and clad only in the scant white undergarments of this peculiar land. A flicker of heat ignited within me, warring with a tremor of apprehension. The evidence of his arousal was undeniable, impressive even for a human. But for a first encounter, perhaps a final one, the thought of overwhelming force sent a wave of caution crashing through me.
With one knee on the floor, Cassius was not at eye level with my own dick. He moved my pants further down and I stood to help him as we slid it all the floor. Cassius moved his hands over my thighs and over my ball sack as I groaned, feeling my erection come alive now. Maybe just having anyone touch those sensitive areas helped me gain an erection.
He licked my thigh and then moved to licking my length. Why does this feel so good? I moaned trying to keep myself together. I thought I would explode right there. I want from no erection to feeling his intense heat.
He licked the base of my cock slowly, taking deliberate licks which made me shiver. It didn’t matter if it were a man or a woman, it didn’t matter who was touching me.
Soon he took my cock in his mouth and why eyes waters, the sensation of that amount of warmth on my cold skin, even his touch was warm. A yearning bloomed within him, a desire for something he couldn’t quite grasp. The warmth, the very essence of life, pulsed with a siren song. It was a stark contrast to his existence, a forbidden fruit that both repelled and captivated him. Though others had satiated his hunger before, this felt different. This felt…like the things he had been missing from his life. His thoughts left him, he didn’t think any woman here would give him the feeling of home, or being safe. The very notion of a woman making him feel safe was laughable. After all, he was the master, the embodiment of power and control. Yet, a foreign yearning gnawed at him, challenging the foundations of his identity.
Cassius held the base of my cock tight and sucked on me. I moaned, resisting the urge to run my fingers through his hair. Oh god how I needed this. I would not have cared who was doing the sucking. “Oh lord, yes!” I said softly letting this moment take him.
I had to stop thinking about some woman I have not met and think only about this amazing man tugging and sucking at my cock.
“Oh fuck, fuck!” I yelled as I could not contain myself any longer. The amount of restraint I had before was lost to me.” I groaned, placing my hands in his hair almost holding him down. I arched my back and screamed as my cold release hit him. It filled his mouth as cum spilled from it and all over my cock. I wanted to fall back and enjoy the moment but I needed more.
