This is is a fictional tale about Vampires and love. The tale of a mortal in love with a Vampire and all the trials he and the Vampire face for their love. The Vampire character is based off the utter perfect man in the "All for Terry" story I have in the nifty site. This is a story I had been wanting to write for ages. But was always blocked when trying to wrote it like a regular fiction novel. But now it seems I can by adding sex to the mix. It is told at different points if view. I hope you all enjoy it...
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A Love Eternal (22) An Uninvited Guest....
... Things were going ever so nicely between Oscar and Terry. Months passing with the romance getting stronger. But as it was doing so well, it was then that things began to become difficult for Terry. He kept promising to dump Oscar. To release him from what may come. The reality of who and what he was. The debate of letting go so the younger man could find someone to live and grow old with in mortal time. Or to go in and keep him and turn him. To curse him. It was something that he was not comfortable with at all.
"I cannot" he would say again and again "You must decide my darling" Dieter suggested once again "It it will eat away at you"
And again Terry said he would decide, that he would let Oscar go. But still he hesitated again and again as he was very much enamored with Oscar. Moreso than he wanted to be. But then something happened to change his mind in many fronts in regards to Oscar and his mortality. Something that would force his hand on the matter. It was Damon , the old vampire that created him. He had decided to after over a hundred years to make an appearance. To shoe up in America. A place he had told Terry so long back he would never go.
"A filthy place" he had called it once "A place of foolish thinking savages"
Well whatever the need, he was now in the states. And his first landing would be to see Terry again. And Terry somehow knew it before he came. A sense of it. From an very old connection between he and his creator. A sense of just knowing when he was near. He always knew, and Dieter could tell by Terry's actions that the 'beast' was back. Both after so many years grew to loathe and even detest the old vampire. He had a absolutely no regards for human life. He took it whenever he was hungry. And every centrist after Terry left he grew more detestable. Its as if the endless time alive had made him completely cold inside.
"I cannot stomach that foul thing" Dieter always said
Even Dieter (who was not the most adoring to humans still saw their value). Hell he enjoyed them very much so. but as he had limits Damon did not. So he hated him. And Terry also could not. Especially since they parted so long ago he knew that he creator resented him. Telling him in more than one occasion that he should have killed him. That Terry was supposed to be his ward and companion for all time. But Terry left him and he hated him for it.
"Such a disappointment" he had said to Terry "I had such hopes for you my son"
But the older vampire let him go. To find his own path in darkness. And only seeing him on occasion throughout the centuries that followed. But as Terry was so entranced by his knew infatuation, his senses were somehow dulled to knowing that the vile vampire had returned. And when he finally did, it was almost to late. They were sitting around his home that evening, drinking wine and having a lovely get together with a few of Terry's favorite clients. Like an intimate party. All just enjoying the night and conversation when there was a ringing at the door. The group heard it. All looking about at one anothers faces as there was not another expected guest.
"I shall get it" Dieter said aloud
He got up from where he sat next to his prize for the evening. A tall muscular thing named Brent. Just some godlike form of maleness that he picked up at a book store. But as he got up and watered to walk, Terry's hairs pricked up in the back of his neck. Then he said for him to 'wait'. He looked to Dieter and as if the two seemed to communicate with just their eyes. Terry's eyes getting wide as it was then that he felt it. The sensation each and every time Damon decided to show. Oscar looked at Terry and then asked if anything was wrong. He saw something in Terry's face that he had never seen before. A deep dreaded concern.
"Nothing" he said "Nothing my dear Oscar" "I will get it" he added
Then he looked at Dieter. He nodded to him and the other vampire nodded back. Dieter stayed there looking about the group in the room. He knew someone there would be dead tonight. And he knew if all of them he was to protect Oscar. So he moved over to where Oscar was. Standing nearby Terry went to the door and opened it. And there he stood, the old devil himself, Damon. He looked him up and down. Still dressed in fashions that were so far backwards that it was almost embarrassing. Damon glanced at his old ward and smiled.
"Why my dear Terrance" he stared "How are you?" "I am good Damon. Doing well here. And you?"
The older vampire looking at his creation. Smiled as he could smell the fear that Terry had for him. He was of course older and stronger than Terry. His seniority to the younger vampire an acknowledgement to his power.
"How long has it been my boy?" Damon then said "Will you not embrace your old father?"
Terry smiled and then moved to big Damon. He could smell a stench upon him. Something not detected my mere mortals. But it was a recent kill. Whom, he knew not. But lingered on the vampire like filth. The scent of that recent death.
"Come. Come in Damon" he then said "You will forgive me but I currently am entertaining" "But your are most welcome to join us"
The older vampire smiled again. Then he sighed softly. A low grumble restrung in his chest that Terry could clearly hear. It was a renewed hunger. And he (as Dieter knew) someone would die tonight by Damon's hands. But who?.
"Lovely. A party" Damon stated "I love parties" "And I love meeting new people" "Come. Let me visit with your, ehm guests"
The two headed back and into the library where all his guests were. They came in and he introduced Damon to them. But of courses lied as to who he really was.
"My friends, this is an..old and dear friend" he stared
Damon gave him an appalled glance. He knew that Terry liked to pretend with mortals he was like them. He figured it a game to lure them in before the kill. But he detested such foolishness. They are vampires and they should just do what vampires do. Take the mortal flesh and feed. He had no need to hide what he was. And he could it appalling that a vampire should hide himself as Terry did. And under his breath he whispered indiscretions at Terry.
"Good evening" Damon said as he bowed to the group "Terry is correct I saying we are ' very old friends"
Oscar looked at the man and how he was dressed. Almost like fashion form a hundred years back. He almost giggled at the man. Not able to believe the guy with the traces of grey in his hair could be a friend of his man. He looked to be at least 15 years older than Terry. But Terry did have some 'interesting' friends. So he just took it as true.
"Good evening" they all said back to the old vampire "Come sit and join us" Terry said as he offered Damon a chair
Then Damon looked over at Oscar. His eyes had an almost hungry look to them. It looked almost sexual as the desire was all but apparent to anyone seeing him. He leaned forward in the chair and looked like he may lunge at Oscar. Terry then moved next to him and sat down next to Oscar. Then he looked at Damon and I introduced him as his lover. He wanted Damon to know it was hands off with this one. Damon smiled and sat back down. Seeing the protective stance that Terry had taken. So he surmised that Terry was to make Oscar as his cortison. Or his eternal partner. Again foolishness. But he knew some vampires needed this companionship. A silly need for love.
"Weakness" he said to himself "Such weakness Terrance"
The two vampires eyes locked to one anothers. Damon knew if he wanted he could take Oscar. He could just kill Terry and take the young delicious looking man. But with Dieter there it would be most difficult. For Terry was enough to deal with, but that Dieter. "Whore" he said under his breath. He was ever so loyal to Terry that there would be a fight. One he was not prepared to try and go through at that moment.
"Taking a new lover" he then said back "Good for you Terrance" "Nice to see you attempting romance again" "After such failures"
Oscar looked at the man and how he spoke to Terry. He found him every so condescending. And he did not like him and wanted to actually punch the guy. His hand touch and lightly caressed at Terry's arm. Damon saw Oscars look and smiled all the more. Seeing the young mortals desire to protect Terry. Finding it humourous.
"Feeble" he thought "You don't even know boy. You don't even know"
Dieter looked at Damon as well. His eyes threatening. He wanted to lunge at the old vampire. To rip his neck out with his teeth. Especially as he was agreeing with Oscars hateful gaze. This fuck was condescending. But he had to deter the old beast from Oscar. For Terry's sake. So he took a breath and came around and introduced his man to the old sickening thing. He could lose his meal for Terry tonight. Anything for his dearest friend.
"Damon" he chriped as he came around. "I want you to meet Brent" "He is my, uhm companion tonight" "Brent, meet Damon"
He leaned in to Brent's ear and whisper d to him. Something to get the young guy interested in Damon. He knew that the guy was a golddigger and would find the old vampire interesting if money were involved
"He is rich" he whispered
Then Brent moved over closer to Damon. Damon smiled and turned away from Terry and his young man. Turning his attention to Brent. His eyes almost owing in their hunger. Terry looked at Dieter and smiled softly at his friend. Dieter smiled back. Oscar saw what he did. Knowing that Dieter had practically given his hot guy to Damon. And he did not understand it. And it ate at him the rest of the night....
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More to come