Initiation

Title: Initiation
Rating: NC-17, I´d say
Genre: PWP, Slash
Chapters: 1/1
Pairing: Gabriel Van Helsing/Vladislaus Dracula
Point of View: Gabriel Van Helsing
Special Notices: Thanks so much to my beta-reader Carveus for having a look at my stuff.

Initiation

His deep voice purred lazily, when I embraced him hard and scraped my fingernails painfully over the white skin of his spine. Still drunk on the Ball´s music, the people and the attention, the body under me writhed in lust and hunger.

His moves were hasty, seeking quick pleasure and release. A fast pace I would not comply with.
My ambition was to extend the stolen time we had together. People were waiting for us, especially for my partner in crime.
I could hear them shouting my lover´s name. The crowd was impatient, not accepting his absence.

The immortal mob sought their Master´s guidance. But this night, the Master would be guided. And he would have no say in my treatment. I emphasized this thought by grabbing the man´s wrists in an iron grip and got a displeased grumble from my lover.

Softly laughing at his reaction, I used my right hand to trace soft lips that now opened in a wild attempt to catch my finger. I continued this game for some seconds, until I finally let him claim my finger and he started to hungrily suck on it.
The characteristic impatience of my partner didn´t allow him to let my finger escape unharmed and I drew a sharp breath, when I felt razor sharp canines breaking my skin.

Outside, the crowd was slowly starting to boil with rage. In a chorus, they loudly demanded the presence of their host. The mad calling for my Lord was driving him wild and lustfully, he captured my hips with his legs. Our bodies pressed together now, I was losing my iron patience and my will to slowly make love to my Master.

Someone obviously had found out where we were hiding. First, a knock on the door was audible. Then, it was joined by joggling sounds and soon enough, a handful of immortals were jerking at the wooden door.
My eyes moved from the door to my lover, who was desperate for my touch.

“Hurry, Gabriel” I heard his voice whispering huskily.

I complied and released his wrists. Instantly, he hastily stripped himself and me from the trousers, that were separating our skin from touching. The first touch of our arousals, smashed together by my lover´s hands grabbing my buttocks violently, felt like a sudden erupted fire between us.

“Master! We know you´re in there. Let us join you…” we could hear a demanding voice from outside. The crowd slowly went mad. So was my lover. Two fingers, entering my intimate entrance, totally hit me unprepared and I gasped in surprise.

The crowd must have heard me.

“We demand entrance!” someone shouted and the door´s hinges dangerously creaked.

“He belongs to us all, not only you, Gabriel” spat a woman´s jealous voice.

My Master´s fingers drew pleasant circles between my butt cheeks.

“Tonight I´m yours and you´re mine, Gabriel” he whispered into my ear.

All I could do was answer with a low moan. Then I let my tongue lick his lips, before it entered his mouth to explore it with wild strokes.
My hand found my Master´s erected member on it´s own volition and started a massage, slow-paced at first, then faster and faster. My lover moaned the sweetest sounds.

“You´ll never be able to please him to the fullest, fool” an angry voice shouted from outside and was joined by a fist, that started to bang against the door in a constant pace.

The background-rhythm did nothing to stop our own rhythm of lovemaking. While I took my Master by pleasing him with my mouth and tongue, he claimed me by using his hand, teasingly caressing my entrance and then, re-entering my heat with one finger, two, and finally, three.

I don´t know how both of us managed not to lose control in an instant, but to go on like this for a couple of minutes. Finally, I felt my self-control slip and I couldn´t suppress my approaching orgasm any longer. I came long and loud, gasping and moaning between my Master´s thighs.

The locked out crowd went furious, as they heard my cry of pleasure.

“Let us in!!” they demanded and emphasized their anger by using their fists on the door.

“Now it´s my turn” my lover´s voice claimed my attention again.

He spun my body around to prepare me for the taking. Bending my back, he moved the sharp nail of his pinky over the white skin of my back to open a large wound.

Droplets of blood were joining the semen on the messy bed sheets.

His tongue followed the bloody scratch from my spine to my buttocks, that were held now by his large hands. I felt him bending lower and while his fingers traced the form of my hipbones, his tongue slowly entered my heat.

The sudden feeling of a soft, wet tongue, caressing my most intimate spot, was driving me crazy.
I couldn´t control the noises that erupted from my mouth. So I started to encourage my lover to continue the lazy licking by hissing and breathing his name.
It was quite an exhausting thing to do and I breathed in fits and starts, while Dracula continued to please me with his skilled hands and tongue.

One of his hands crept forward to grab my anewly erected member. He kneaded the swollen flesh without mercy and I tossed my head forward and backward, gasping without shame.

The wooden door to our bedchamber was now creaking loudly, as the weight of over a dozen vampires pushed against it to gain entrance.

“You will pay, once we´re in, Gabriel” a male vampire hissed furiously.

“You aren´t worthy!” a woman screamed in an almost animal tone.

“Listen to them.” My maker paused his licking to speak to me.

“They are all my creatures. I made them. They deserve a punishment.” Dracula maliciously grinned.

“But I will think about a proper discipline later...” he lowered his voice and bent his head to give my sensitive opening a last, long lick.

Just when sharp nails started to splinter the dark wood of the door, my lover positioned my bottom, clasped it with his legs and sharply pushed forward.

I screamed out in pain and lust. There was this sharp pain and uncomfortable feeling of something invading my body. But there was also this indescribable feeling of submission. I was taken by my Master….by the Master of us all.

Dracula started to rhythmically thrust into me and my body jerked with every hard push.
Soon, he hit that special spot that spread a ball of pure pleasure through my body.
Bucking my hips towards my lover, I wanted him to hit that spot again. I begged him to push further into my heat and called out his name in a fit of sobs.

Our amorous play became steamier as it slowly reached it´s climax.
Dracula and me now moaned in unison, both of us didn´t care about them hearing our lustful gasps.

Just when my climax hit me and Dracula came with one last thrust, the door that had separated us from the furious vampire-mob, was torn down.
My vision was blurred by the tears that I had cried during my master´s violent taking.
But I watched as the crowd intruded the room and our privacy.

Most of the well-known faces wore a shocked expression, almost intimidated, as they absorbed the sight of our sticky bodies, still interconnected by the lascivious love play we had just shared.

Dracula sighed and gracefully bowed towards the bunch of vampires.

“Do you enjoy the show, my impertinent children?” his sharp voice addressed his creations.

He was seriously on the edge. Not only I did notice our master´s annoyed mood, but also did the intruders.

“We are truly sorry, My Lord.” stammered a male immortal´s voice.

“We didn´t know that it was you, who…” started a woman to speak.

“…that it was me, who claimed Gabriel and not him, claiming me?!” Dracula finished the woman´s sentence in a hissed voice.

Wiping the sweat from my forehead, I watched the crowd curiously. They were slowly stepping backwards and lowering their heads in respect.

“When will you learn to treat Gabriel with respect and reverence?” Dracula shook his head and left the bed to stand before the mob in all his naked glory.

The women caught a glimpse, so did the men. But nobody said a word.

“You will pay for this” whispered Dracula.

With one click of his fingers, six very tall and dangerous looking vampires appeared and grabbed the vampires, who had raised their voices earlier. Then the executors quickly pulled stakes out of their suits to stake the culprits, faster than they could make their last screams.

The rest of the crowd gasped in horror. Dracula´s face wore a satisfied, grinning expression.

“Now, out of my sight. And should I hear a single insulting word to Gabriel from you, your fate will be sealed.”

Dracula´s sepulchral voice awed his children and slowly, carefully, they made their exits.

After a long and deep kiss, we prepared to return to the ballroom.
The story of the “little incident” had already worked a circuit through the crowd of guests.

The moment we entered the pompous ballroom, the crowd and the music became silent.
Everyone bowed their heads as we walked through the hall.
A constant little grin played around my master´s lips, when he took notice of his children´s renewed respect towards him and me.

We reached the center of the hall.

“Now that we are gathered here in this wonderful and peaceful night…” Dracula chuckled with amusement, “I want to celebrate with my children. We have a new member in our circle.”

He stepped aside to direct the audience´s gaze towards me.

The people started to applause. Slowly at first, then the clapping increased and I received some warm welcomes and bows.
Dracula observed the scenery with a watchful look. I once locked eyes with him. I then knew that he would never allow any disrespect towards me again.

When the music started to play, we had the first dance.
Curious and jealous eyes followed our every move.

“We shall dance eternally, Gabriel…” a dark, seductive voice whispered into my ear, while we whirled over the dance floor, the observing white faces nothing more than a meaningless blur before my eyes…

Fin