|The Slash Chronicles
Author: GingerNinja93 PM
Where a dump any unfinshed stories/short stories/drabbles. Some contain Slash or if i continue will contain. READ THE WARNINGS AT THE BEGINING OF THE STORIES. Collection of storiesRated: Fiction M - English - Fantasy/Adventure - Chapters: 56 - Words: 94,988 - Reviews: 19 - Favs: 9 - Follows: 10 - Updated: 02-11-13 - Published: 06-09-11 - id: 2922243
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Title: SLX Prompts 6
Prompt: Vampire X Human
Blaque sighed. It had been far too long since he had last been able to feed. Too long. He had gotten sloppy. The victim, herself, wouldn't notice anything. He left her with enough blood to survive, and he never left bruises or bite marks. But he had been seen. By a slum rat no less!
Said slum rat was currently struggling like mad as Blaque dragged him along by the wrist. Trying to get him to let of him. Blaque could hear the boys heartbeat, he was terrified of what Blaque might do to him for seeing him. But the boy's kinks, bites and generally twisting and turning into a hope to make him let go was about effective as a two year old tantrum. Annoying, time consuming but ultimately pointless. A vampires strength was far greater then an humans. Even more so for a half starved slum rat.
"Struggling is not advices, unless you really do want me to kill you!" Blaque said coldly to the boy as the boy paused from yelling, no doubt to catch a breath to shout more. It wasn't like anyone would help him.
All most people saw was a general of the army dragging a slum rat behind him. No doubt assuming the boy had been foolish enough to steal from him and was on his way to be punished.
"Like you;re not planning to do that anyway!" The boy bit back, his eyes wide. He many ways, he reminded Blaque was a doe which had just been caught unaware by a predator. Scared and unsure of what to do next.
"Not current, but if you insist on fighting me, it is becoming more and more preferable" Blaque told the slum rat, again in a cold, uncaring tone. While he is mind wondering just why he was dragging the boy back to his apartments again? It would have been so much easier to kill the boy. No one would have batted an eyelid at another dead slum rat.
Heck, even if he had let the boy go, it was doubtful that any harm to reputation would happen. but for some reason, that Blaque had yet to figure out, Blaque had decided to take the boy home.
"You're not going to kill me?" The boy asked, his tone stiff. He didn't trust Blaque. Clever boy.
The boy looked at him doubtfully, a touch of wariness in his eyes but the fighting stop. His heart beat was still fast, the boy almost painfully aware he was in the clutches of a creature which could kill him in a heart beat. Blaque didn't relent on his grip but did slow the pace slightly so the boy no longer had to jog to keep up with him.
It was only when they were in Blaque's apartment and the door was firmly locked that he let go of the human. The second he was released, the boy moved away form him like he was the devil himself. Blaque almost laughed at that idea. If only the boy knew of the other monsters which roamed the streets of the city they resided in.
"Sit" He ordered, his finger pointing to a lone chair. The human glared at him defiantly for a moment before sitting down on the chair. Blaque sighed inwardly but didn't let the other notice, instead walking over to his drinks cabinet and pouring the boy a glass of pure water.
The water looked at the glass oddly before taking it. He didn't drink it though, instead watching Blaque silently as he moved around the room. It wouldn't be hard, Blaque mused, to keep the boy there. He owned a whole suite of rooms but only really used two of them. It would just clean one out and keep the boy there.
"What are you?" The boy asked, interrupting his thoughts. The tone cautious but it was clear to Blaque the boy had simply been unable to cope with the silence any more.
"I think that would be obvious" Blaque said dryly. Humans had come up with some names for his kind over the past millennia. The one most used in the current tongue being 'vampire'. A blood sucker. A leech.
"But I thought Vampires couldn't stand sunlight?" Te boy asked. Blaque was well know for his public appearances.
"Don't believe everything you hear" Blaque said sternly, "Before you ask, I can cross running water and religious symbols do not affect me in anyway"
Blaque wrinkled his nose, "Other then offending my scene of small, it does nothing"
"What are you going to do with me?"
"That's the question" commented the vampire. Looking over the restraints he had in the room, "Realistically I could let you go. No one would believe you after all and for me, it would be so much more easier"
"Than why don't you?" The boy asked almost sounding hopeful.
"Simple, I'm fed up of being constantly hungry" Blaque growled, suddenly behind the boy, a hand on his neck, a tongue licking the boys ear, "It would be so much nicer to have someone I could feed from regular.
The boy gasped and let go of the glass of water. The glass rolling to aside, whilst water spread along the floor. "You want to feed from me regularly" He repeated slowly as to try and understand what the vampire had said, and any implications, "NO fucking way am I being your pet!"