Bait and Snitch

[Trillian]

He didn't expect the young man to be forward with him. Hugh had given a hint where his interests lay and his intentions, but there was no obligation from Kyle to follow-through on them. He'd anticipated the youth to be bashful and maybe say something about finishing his drink, first. His newfound confidence caused Hugh to reassess and he shifted in his approach. Kyle seemed ready for a speedy, up-front lesson about vampires.

Hugh stared hard at him before he dipped his head in a nod and stood fluidly, keeping Kyle's hand in his. He stepped around the chair and glanced at the gin and tonic on the table, barely touched.

"Don't forget your drink," he reminded, his eyes lifting from the glass to Kyle's face.

[Black Philip]

Kyle rose with his hand, looking into Hugh's eyes with total trust. The bashfulness returned at the realization he'd barley touched his drink and he grabbed it, taking a drink afterwords. He didn't see Hugh have anything, and he still didn't know how Hugh had ordered for him. It should've made him put the glass down and not have another sip. However, he wanted Hugh to like him, and so that meant following his social cues. He would try and finish it as they walked, the strong liquor going straight to his head. He'd been drunk before, but his small frame and inexperience left him lightheaded after a single drink.

He'd follow Hugh to this private area, mentally speculating about what would happen when they got there. He came out of his mental bubble when he realized how cold Hugh's hands were. They hadn't warmed up after all.

[Trillian]

Hugh moved towards the downstairs booths towards the velvet burgundy curtain. Kyle was a little behind him until Hugh held the curtain aside for him and let it drop back into place with a ploomp. It was too heavy to swish.

Side by side they continued down the corridor. Only one of the stall doors was shut, but Hugh favoured the one at the far end. Passing the other cubicle rooms, Kyle would be able to see what was inside them. Hugh didn't comment, taking him into the last room and heading into it, pulling Kyle gently in behind him and then turning the lock so that they wouldn't be disturbed.

He gestured with his free hand into the room, which had enough space to seat four comfortably - two on the sofa and two on the floor cushions... but there was only the two of them so they had choices.

"Wherever you'd like," he invited, smiling at Kyle and starting to feel affected by the knowledge of what was coming next.

[Black Philip]

Kyle normally faced every adventure with a sense of excitement and wonder, but as he moved past the booths, he also began to fear. What did he really know about vampires? What did he really know about Hugh? Was he making a big mistake? All of these thoughts floated around, but were dwarfed by his desire for the answer to his questions. To an untrained eye, the booths looked simply like rooms for sex, and Kyle guessed plenty of sex happened within their walls. However, he thought about vampires and what needs they would have. Feeding privately made sense. Nobody liked someone watching them eat.

And that means I'm the meal!

He entered the room and picked the couch. He sat, and quickly tossed back the last of his drink. He looked up at Hugh, eyes curious, excited and scared. He felt he should speak, and so he said, "cute room." This was followed by a nervous laugh.

"So Hugh, what happens next?"

It was the closest to asking Hugh if he was a vampire that Kyle could muster. He wanted to just blurt out his real questions, but until vampires were real, they weren't real. It made playing by old rules of disbelief confusing.

[Trillian]

Hugh regarded the youth as he knocked his drink back. Liquid courage. He didn't imagine skolling a gin and tonic was pleasant. It had been a long time since he'd tasted it, all he had to go on was the smell of juniper and bitter water. The lime gave a subtle twist that Hugh found pleasant, and since it was left in the glass without the drink to cover it, the citrus was more prominent.

Not as prominent as Kyle's own smell; nerves and excitement tinging him with a dose of adrenalin. Hugh joined him on the couch but gave him his space.

"May I?" he asked, reaching for the empty glass so he could place it out of the way on the small shelf to one side for such things. "What happens next is we can talk some more until you're comfortable with me. When that happens I'll... kiss you... and touch you... in a way that'll make you catch your breath. Sound good?" He gave a slow, sultry smile.

[Black Philip]

Kyle nodded as Hugh moved his drink aside, and didn't miss the way he described what would happen next. It was so specific.

I'll... kiss you... and touch you... in a way that'll make you catch your breath.

Kyle nodded to that too, and realized that he felt comfortable with Hugh. If he thought Hugh was just a normal guy, he'd already be asking for the kissing part. However, he felt nervous if Hugh really was a vampire. He needed to know.

"Why, are your hands so cold," he said. "And... how did the bar know I wanted a Gin and Tonic. You never ordered me one."

He was getting closer to asking his real question. "And when you kiss me, and I catch my breath, is that... because... you're gonna bite me?"

It came out so nervously, but also with anticipation and excitement. He'd all but said, hey you got fangs. He began to rub the outside of Hugh's thigh with his fingertips, slowly moving towards his crotch area. He wanted his answers, but he wanted Hugh just as bad.

[Trillian]

Hugh smiled. It was a tempered smile and Kyle wouldn't be able to see fang in it. He would have to do a broad, lips-fully-pulled-back-from-teeth smile to reveal his fangs, and it was one of the first things vampires tended to learn when they are freshly made.

He listened to all of Kyle's statement-questions before he began answering them, and he answered the last one first. "Mm-hmn," he murmured in the positive with a slight nod. He tilted his head away from Kyle so he could peer sideways at him and have the hand in his peripheral vision.

He'd been stiffening since the moment he'd locked the door and joined Kyle on the two-seater. Now he was fattened and full, straining against his clothes in pleasurable discomfort. He wanted to grind himself, fully clothed, against this young man; to tease himself by licking and sucking - not biting - his neck, to have Kyle begging to be consumed, to test his own willpower.

"You already know why my hands are cold," he said softly, "and how I had the bar bring your drink."

The arm closest to Kyle lifted so he could wrap it around the youth's shoulders and pull him closer. His other hand covered Kyle's getting-braver-by-the-second exploring hand and hurried things along by pulling it onto his pants where the outline of his dick could be seen and felt. He grunted once Kyle's warm hand was on it through the clothing.

He abandoned Kyle's shoulder to brush his fingers through his hair instead and he gripped it, tipping Kyle's head back, hoping to make him gasp before he kissed him.

[Black Philip]

Kyle forgot to breathe, and his stomach was firmly in his throat. He was feeling so many things his hands shook, and his cheeks flushed red. He had warmed up since being in the room. Hugh asserted Kyle knew the truth, and then he supposed he did. He'd gotten in tonight because he believed, and now that he had what he wanted why should he let old truths be the only truth? Vampires were real, and Kyle was with one. He was about to be bit by one. He was being told it would make him feel good.

He thought back to the way Archie made him feel, and wondered if maybe he'd been a vampire too. If so, that meant they didn't kill when they bit. Kyle supposed he'd only know once it happened. When Kyle's hand was placed on Hugh's crotch, he shuddered, but also began to massage. It was something he didn't understand. His mind and body were split. His cock, his hole, his hands, and his tongue yearned for this man. His mind was trapped curiously, watching himself like an anthropologist. It was a surreal experience, and nothing had even happened yet.

Kyle did gasp, and while he normally hated when guys pulled his hair, this time he felt almost reverent to the gesture. He winced in mild discomfort, but opened his mouth for kissing. He had nice teeth, braces bought and paid for. They were even sparkling white, and his tongue was soft, flat and pink.

"I trust you," he said, feeling in some way like consenting to loosing his virginity.

[Trillian]

"You shouldn't," he said softly, admiring the reaction in the young man, feeling another throb of want at the look of him. He loosened his hold just enough to give Kyle the freedom of his head before capturing his mouth with his own. Their lips meshed together before moving in a kiss, slow and sweet. With Kyle's hand on him, moving with a modicum of experience and a whole lot of eagerness.

Hugh's other hand returned the favour, teasing fingers stroking and fingernails scraping on the inner thigh of Kyle's pants before he finally reached his destination and began experimenting with the kind of touch that got the best response from Kyle... and then repeating it.

[Black Philip]

Somehow, Hugh telling Kyle not to trust him didn't have the intended effect. It made Kyle want him more. He was so cool and dangerous, and he was exactly the kind of man Kyle wanted in his life. Hugh's kisses were as cool as his hands, and Kyle accepted them eagerly. He was calmed slightly by the sweetness of the kissing, but began to ramp back up as Hugh's fingers reached the edge of his hole. He moaned slightly, and his cock twitched in reply. His sphincter tightened at first, resisting a dry entry, but as Kyle felt the firm rod in his hand, and Hugh's mouth dancing around his own, he relaxed. Now, just inside him, Hugh was able to repeat the massage that drove Kyle mad.

"I-. I don't want to know when it's coming," he said between breathes. "I-. I just want you to take me and make me your plaything."

He didn't know where this hedonist was coming from, but despite all his mental protestations and objections, he wanted nothing more than to be totally subjugated, bitten, and fucked. It was like all the years in his repressive home had created a monster of an appetite, and Hugh was the vampire who was going to satisfy it.

[Trillian]

Their clothing was restrictive. Hugh continued kissing Kyle but withdrew his hands from him and removed Kyle's hand out of his lap. The kiss broke in the meantime but Hugh was now on task of getting himself unbuttoned and unzipped, abandoning his undressing halfway so he could start working on Kyle. His movements were fast and felt frantic as a result but his speed came from single-minded purpose and it wasn't long before they were both naked, clothing puddled on the floor or upon cushions.

Hugh knew where the lube was so he retrieved it, kneeling on the couch upon one leg in a way that would allow him unfettered access to Kyle's body. He wet a few fingers of his right hand and placing excess on the palm of his left before dropping it without thought onto the couch cushions beside them where either of them could reach it. His left hand first wrapped around his own fattened cock to slicken it before he wrapped it around Kyle's and stroked it gently. Hugh returned his right hand to Kyle's ass, running fingers along his crease to let him know he was returning to his earlier motions and toying around his hole once more, pressing inside. He had a goal now and he loomed over Kyle, watching his face as he worked him from both ends, mostly stretching and pressing in extra fingers as he could, scissoring with his right hand until he thought Kyle was ready.

"I'm going to own you," Hugh growled, a different primal instinct coming out of him as his cock throbbed with need. He wrapped an iron arm around Kyle at his waist and held him to himself, fingers asserting a new pressure inside Kyle as he was picked up and then placed beneath Hugh on the cushions. Hugh replaced his fingers with his dick, pushing into Kyle's body that still resisted him a little as he drove in deep. The bite would come later, when Kyle couldn't take the punishment of their fucking anymore. It would give him renewed enthusiasm, or at the least it would zen him out until Hugh finished. For now there was only the sweet, sweet pressure of Kyle's tight little hole squeezing hotly around his cock as he drove it in and out of him.

[Black Philip]

Kyle fumbled with his own clothes, his eyes on Hugh's body. Luckily, Hugh helped him remove his garb, amid their passionate kissing and moving hands. He was smooth skinned, and shaved except for his happy trail and legs. He normally felt insecure hooking up with guys who were more buff than him, but Hugh seemed to be connecting with something about Kyle that went deeper than just his skin, or body. It added to Kyle's devoted perspective, and he looked down at the puddle of clothes with a smirk.

He didn't have long before Hugh's hands were on his cock and inside him. He looked briefly with appetite at Hugh's thick rod, almost licking his lips in anticipation. However, before long his eyes were meeting Hugh's. The vampire's fingers made the boy squirm and moan, and his expression was a combination of lust, and awe. He felt the digits massage his prostate, and his cock was fully hardened in Hugh's hand. He felt himself open more and more, and while he thought he could've used a bit more time before taking Hugh in, he said nothing to that effect. He decided a little pain was okay, if it went away in time.

The words about ownership quelled any fears that the youth had left, and he nodded eagerly, adding, "yes sir." He wanted to be owned. He wanted to be a pretty vampire pet (not knowing that was an actual word for the thing he wanted). Would Hugh take what he wanted and throw Kyle to the curb? Probably, but if he didn't, than Kyle would happily do whatever the vampire wanted. He almost asked for the bite, but remembered that he'd told Hugh he didn't want to know when it was coming. Instead, he braced for Hugh to enter. His cock pressed against Kyle's tight walls, and Kyle cried out as Hugh fully entered him. The pain felt good, and Kyle slowly got more and more into the thrusting. He winced, and his head rolled back. He placed a hand over his mouth to control himself, as he started to moan louder and louder. If Hugh was waiting for Kyle to lose his ability to take it, he'd be waiting a long time. It's not that Kyle wasn't feeling tender. He just didn't want Hugh to be disappointed in what he could do. Guys didn't like complaining, and Kyle had learned it was always easier to tough it out.

Eventually, Kyle's face betrayed his insides were starting to throb, and his eyes watered. "Don't stop," he said. "I can take it. I'm not a little bitch."

The words sounded placed there by someone else. Hugh would see a shadow within Kyle's mind feeding him the line. His own pleasure ebbed and flowed, and he was still hard, but for how much longer he didn't know. He also wasn't sure how much time had passed. It could've been an hour for all he knew. He was hypnotized by the vampire fucking him.

[Trillian]

Normally Hugh would attach his mind to a new sexual partner but it had been a long time since he'd had someone away from his regulars. He didn't often pick up at Venture, he didn't often show up at Venture, and he became aware - from Kyle's savage words - that the mortal youth was paying the price.

Instead of heeding Kyle's words, he stopped halfway on the pullback. He frowned and took a breath so he could hold it before releasing a heavy closed-mouthed moan, wanting to continue plunging into Kyle's warm hole but his willpower was greater and so he didn't.

"I'm sorry... I was, I was too eager," he apologised softly. "I don't get off on... sex pain. Here, let's change it up."

Hugh scooped Kyle up and readjusted the both of them, his dick sliding out with the movements. He sat on the floor with his shoulders propped against the couch, in a sun-lounger pose. Kyle ended up on top of him and Hugh almost ran the fingers of both hands through the youth's hair but he could still feel lube on the fingers of his right hand so he kept that one away. He recalled the lube was nearby but before he reached for it, he had a question.

"Do you want to re-lube and keep going? Or leave it?"

He could hear how fast Kyle's heart was beating, his rosy cheeks and the sound of his quick breaths was driving Hugh mad with lust. He wanted to finish but he didn't want Kyle to feel obligated. He had a strong suspicion the youth wanted to please him but he didn't know how to squash that - or if he even wanted to.