Thread: Light and Dark (Moonstruck Fox)

Okay, that wasn't much better. He didn't like the way his name rolled off Sethreil's tongue in such a manner. It made his name sound a lot dirtier than it actually was. So he'd had his minions move his things to this new house? How many minions did this being have at his disposal? Tristan didn't really know what to think about all this but perhaps it was best to simply let it all go for now. Despite himself, he found himself stepping backward as Sethreil advanced on him until his back hit the wall. I-I'm not! He exclaimed and it was the truth because he wasn't, at least not right now. Wait...a promise...so that hadn't been a dream of his? Bit by bit memories were starting to return to him about that time when he had been so near death and been saved by an angel. Yes but I didn't think you'd literally want my body! Tristan exclaimed, somewhat horrified. At the thought of giving himself to Sethreil in such a manner. There had to be some loophole here that he could make use of, something that would give him time. Oh! Fine! I made you that promise but I didn't say when I'd give my body to you. So please, not right now! He gasped a second later as his body suddenly heated up out of nowhere. ...?! What the hell had Sethreil just done to him? He knew he wasn't into guys and yet for some reason he was getting aroused. The redhead bit down on his lip as he tried to focus on the present and turned his head to the side. Bastard... Tristan ground out under his breath as he fought against his body's reaction to the stimuli presented. He continued to struggle. But it was a futile attempt, something he only managed to do through sheer willpower. ...! Damn, that had hurt when Sethreil's fangs punctured the skin of his neck and he only now realized this was no angel who had helped him but a different creature. Y-you're a vampire! Tristan managed to get out from between clenched teeth and did his best to avoid an orgasm but in the end Sethreil had his way and he erupted in his clothes. But it was a soundless one, something the redhead had worked hard to achieve. There would be no vocal satisfaction on Sethreil's part, not while Tristan had anything to say about it. He shot out both his hands as Sethreil pulled away from his neck, a few minutes later. He hoped to push the other male back because he didn't want to be this close to him ever again. I have no intention of obeying anything you say, if you're simply going to take what you want. But despite his words, Tristan headed for the bathroom because Sethreil was right about one thing, it wasn't very fun to be in clothes that were sticky. He grabbed a change of pants from one of the boxes and then headed to the bathroom. Once inside the room, he locked the door to make sure the vampire wouldn't enter while he was taking a shower and then stripped. The warm waters of the shower made him close his eyes in bliss as he took his time cleaning every inch of his body that he could possibly reach. A slight sigh escaped his lips. He had to admit the water pressure in the shower felt heavenly and it was a nice place. Too bad a vampire was included in this place. But he had no intention of living here if he was going to be indebted to a vampire like that and he already had a plan in mind. To close his account and withdraw all the money in it and then head to another area where Sethreil couldn't find him. But of course he'd need to put up with the vampire for a few more days before he could put his plan into action.