I have never been one to believe in a God, for what God could look down on his creation with anything but shame. Humanity has always tried to shield itself from the dark, always tried to ignore the unexplained. But now I know the truth, whatever lies out there beyond all that we see, seems to be on my side.
There he is, his face so close to mine, radiant as the dawn, my dark angel, my saviour. For the first time I truly saw him, was truly able to appreciate his face. Brilliant sea green eyes framed by a porcelain face, his hair that I once saw as brown I could now see had hints of red shining through it. And the scent, oh the scent coming off of him was divine, like no other, wholly and definitively my Louis'. My own sensations were coloured however, a dry ache had settled into my throat at the inhalation, the feeling of thirst was undeniable, and each breath only seemed to stoke this pain.
The first sensation that struck me was more the lack of sensation. There was no ache in my body, no dull burn in my muscles, no bursting need to breathe. It felt, peaceful, sedate. I flexed my fingers, testing that my lack of sensation was not due to damage, and my hand met another. Their skin felt hot against mine, I grasped it eagerly, feeling a surge running through my skin at this touch. All of this passed in the time it took for me to hear the first words from Louis.
"I love you." He said, his green eyes shimmering in the golden light I saw surrounding him. My ears too seemed more sensitive, I heard every syllable in exquisite detail, every movement of lips rang like a chord in the air. All in the proclamation of his love for me.
I moved to sit up, Louis gently guiding me despite my apparent lack of weakness. I felt steady, and sure of myself, but his touch was not something I objected to in the slightest. I turned my head to look at him, he was expectant, waiting for something. I knew what needed to be said, the first words I knew I had to say to him.
"I love you." I said, three simple words, but their meaning seemed deeper to me now. My heart despite its lack of beat still throbbed almost painfully at these words. My mind seemed quickened, every thought it produced was swiftly answered by another, and each emotion that roiled through me threatened to capsize what little control I had.
With a thought my arms were already around him, holding close to me the man which I had fallen so very deeply in love with. The closeness of our bodies once more sent a surge through me, electric at the contact. Every nerve in my body seemed to sing at his closeness, the sensations so clear, so defined.
My head nestled lazily in the hollow of his shoulder, his warm arms grasping me to him. I felt a stirring within me, my lips kissed delicately up his shoulder, relishing every moment against his warm skin. The hollow of his throat beckoned me closer, and closer, before I could react however his lips were swiftly pressed to mine. All pretence of tenderness was abandoned, his hand grasped at the small of my back, while another moved to grip the back of my neck, further cementing his grip upon me.
His tongue pressed against my lips, and I eagerly accepted it. Our tongues met, and a low groan escaped from his chest, the taste was that of his scent, musky, with a hint of the metallic at its edges. My hands gripped him forcefully, I also became acutely aware that whatever clothes he had been wearing were already tearing under my ministrations.
Every time I touched his skin, I felt the same spark between us, nothing had been lost, but much had been gained with this change. I broke away from him for a moment, and took in his beautiful, perfect features as he ripped the remains of his open shirt from his body, my hands reached out on instinct, running lazily through his red-brown hair, and I stared into his sea green eyes.
Touching him sent that same electrical surge through my body, and I could not resist pressing my lips to his again. I pressed my body to his, the need for contact driving all other thoughts from my mind. This was what I wanted, what I needed. He broke from my lips, and began trailing kisses down my jaw, and along my throat, I tensed in anticipation for a moment but when I felt the soft, lingering kisses upon my neck I melted against him.
A low moan reverberated in my chest, my head rolled back and an odd sensation began in my gums, and I felt a subtle shifting, and my fangs descended. Louis had of course noticed this, his own fangs nicked me and I tensed. It had not hurt in the slightest, in face the sensation sent another electrical charge through my body, settling in my now growing cock.
Louis' hands came to rest on my hips, pulling my body into his, his eyes shot up to meet mine their colour now two deep black pools, heated but gentle. Before I knew what was going on my back was pressed against the floor, my clothes now a shredded memory next to me, with Louis hovering over me with my cock in his mouth.
My hands threaded themselves in his hair, watching in awe as he swept down to the base, every swirl of his tongue seeming to strike me to the core. I felt his fangs nick me and I growled, a rather odd sound that began to emanate from my chest, only growing more fervent as he increased his pace. My eyes rolled back into my head, my body now able to fully experience every touch, every motion of his mouth on my cock.
One of his hands crept up to my chest, pulling at my nipples, sending surges of pleasure through me, while his other hand cupped my balls, gently rolling them as he worked me into a frenzy. I felt a familiar tingle beginning to spread its way down my spine, and my balls began to pull in close towards my body.
"Not sure how long I can last." I stuttered, still struggling with the new sensations rolling through me.
I felt him moan in response, and the vibrations almost made me cum right then and there. My bottom lip caught between my teeth as I tried to hold back the urge to thrust into his warm and welcoming mouth, just letting him work me. I felt one of his fingers slide inside his mouth alongside his cock. When he pulled it out, he pressed it against my hole, and I felt a new fire rising within me. My eyes shot open and looked down at him, I nodded violently, the desire to feel him inside me rising with new fervour.
His finger slid inside me, and my eyes rolled back into my head. The pain was familiar, the subtle burn I had become accustomed to from our previous love making still there, but my body reacted differently to it. My body felt as if it was built for this, and what quickly overcame me was a wave of pleasure that sent my eyes rolling back into my head and my legs trembled. He moaned his approval continuing to work his warm mouth up and down my throbbing cock. I thrust instinctively and he urged me on, his finger soon being joined by another. Finger fucking my ass as he sucked on my cock, my fingers fisted handfuls of his hair, bucking my hips urgently as I felt my orgasm starting.
"Gonna come!" I managed to grunt in warming.
Even as I felt my cock pulse as I came his movements did not stop, and a strangled groan escaped my body and I began to shake, my ass clamped down hard around Louis' fingers, and I felt him swallowing greedily as the aftershocks of my orgasm rocked through me. Louis was by no means finished with me however, I felt his fangs piercing my cock, and my body shuddered at the sensation. I could feel every pull he exerted upon the wound, even as his lips continued to work their way up and down the shaft. Despite my world being rocked by the best orgasm it had ever experienced, I felt my cock attempting to harden once again, and oh did it succeed.
Louis moved off me after a few excruciating moments and I looked down to see the two wounds upon my cock already sealing and the flow of blood dampening. I was upon him in an instant, his body now pressed against the floor, my hips hovering over his. I reached for his cock and grasped it firmly, stroking him and eliciting moans from him that resonated to my core.
Louis craned his head toward me with a mischievous smile upon his face, and as I pressed his lips to mine, I realised why. I kissed him and could taste my own cum upon his tongue. He swallowed most of it after a few moments, and in a sudden spur of movement I felt his cock pressing against my hole. A low growl bubbled in my throat, and a deep hunger surged inside me, every touch Louis made against my skins only spurred me further.
