Everything seemed to simply melt away as Braig’s fingers massaged his scalp. The stress, fear, and uncertainty dissolved under the vampire’s skilled digits. His body went limp in the warm water, floating effortlessly, as Braig’s strong fingers moved around his skull. It was the most amazing thing he’d ever felt. Braig washed his hair over and over again, removing the odor that covered his body and replacing it with Braig’s scent.
When Braig was done, he used the arm cradling the back of Daniel’s neck to sit him up.
“Would you like to take a few minutes to soak? Or would you like to get out and get something to eat?”
At the mention of food, Daniel’s stomach grumbled loudly, the sound echoing throughout the pristine bathroom. He wrapped an arm around his stomach, embarrassed.
“I should probably get out.” Daniel started to move, but Braig stopped him, placing a warm palm on his shoulder.
“Why don’t you relax for a little while? I’ll heat up some soup and return shortly.”
“Okay.” Daniel nodded.
Braig lifted his hand and ran a fingertip down Daniel’s cheek before standing. “I’ll be back in a couple minutes. If you need anything while I’m gone, just holler.”
Turning on his heel, Braig left Daniel sitting alone in the bathtub. He stared at the door where Braig had disappeared through, and found it difficult to breathe. He inhaled and exhaled, forcing air into his lungs, but his chest ached.
You’re okay. Everything is okay.
The chill in the air made him shiver, and Daniel sank back under the water. He stared at the ceiling, wondering how his life had taken such a dramatic turn. He hadn’t been expecting Braig. Daniel was sure that he’d die chained inside a small cage.
The kindness that Braig had shown him was so foreign compared to what he’d endured. He wanted to trust Braig. Daniel wanted to believe that everything really would be okay, but there was still a small part of him that wasn’t sure.
Should he allow himself to hope? Was it wrong to have so much faith in Braig when everyone else had let him down in the past?
The sound of Braig’s heavy footsteps against the tile roused Daniel from his thoughts. He sat up as the vampire strode back into the bathroom carrying a silver tray. He moved gracefully, confidence and strength in every step, and Daniel envied him. He’d always been so weak, unable to defend himself against every master that owned him. Shaking his head, Daniel banished the thoughts. He wouldn’t ruin this moment with Braig thinking about the others.
Braig sat down beside the tub, placing the tray on his lap. He dipped the spoon into the golden broth, steam wafting up off the bowl. The scent of chicken filled his head and Daniel’s mouth watered as his stomach grumbled. He couldn’t remember the last time he ate. Lifting the spoon, Braig blew on it before bringing it to Daniel’s lips. Daniel opened his mouth, accepting the spoon.
Braig fed him sips of broth until he was full. His gut expanded and Daniel placed a hand on his stomach, trying to hide the hard lump.
“Are you okay? Does your belly hurt?”
Daniel shook his head. “No, I’m fine.”
“Do you want more? There’s plenty of food. You can have as much as you want.”
“I couldn’t eat another bite.”
Daniel wasn’t sure if he’d be able to keep the broth down. As it was, his stomach rolled and shifted. Daniel was worried the broth might come right back up.
Braig removed the tray from his lap, placing it on the floor. He stood and pulled a white towel from a rack, before returning to Daniel’s side. Braig held out his hand and Daniel took it, allowing the vampire to pull him up. He shivered as the cool air kissed his skin. Braig wrapped the heavy towel around Daniel’s body, lifting him from the water, and cradling him against his chest.
Daniel closed his eyes.
It was so easy to let his guard down when Braig held him.
Braig lowered him onto the bed and Daniel sank into the soft sheets. He kept his arms plastered to his sides, staring up at Braig. Daniel didn’t cover his naked body from Braig’s gaze. The vampire’s eyes trailed the length of his figure and he wondered if his appearance really did please Braig. He knew he wasn’t much to look at.
Daniel kept his eyes on Braig’s as he leaned forward and licked the crown of Braig’s shaft. He wrapped one of his hands around the base of Braig’s cock as he wrapped his lips around the head, gently sucking on the spongy flesh. Daniel drew Braig’s length in deeper, licking as he sucked. He slowly bobbed his head up and down, taking more of Braig’s steely cock into his mouth with each downward swallow.
Braig’s hand pushed his hair away from his face, threading through the thick curly mass. He slowly rocked his hips, fucking Daniel’s mouth, and he moaned.
“Oh,” Braig breathed out. “Your mouth feels so good, my love.”
Spurred on by Braig’s words, Daniel sucked harder and faster. He wanted to taste Braig on his tongue. He wanted to give the vampire pleasure.
“I’m getting close…” Braig warned and Daniel doubled his efforts. He moved his mouth and fist up and down simultaneously, creating warm, wet friction along Braig’s shaft.
Braig hollered out Daniel’s name as he came. He tightened his fist in Daniel’s hair, holding on for dear life, as he came down the back of Daniel’s throat. Daniel pulled back and grinned at the vampire. Braig put his hands under Daniel’s armpits and lifted him up, pulling Daniel on top of him. He fell against Braig and chuckled, but his laughter was short-lived. Braig connected their lips in a passionate kiss, taking Daniel’s breath away.
Daniel groaned, moving his hips, sliding his erection against Braig’s abdomen. Braig rolled over, placing Daniel on his back. He slowly eased down Daniel’s body, kissing and nibbling as he went.
“Roll over,” he said and Daniel complied immediately. “You’re so beautiful.” Braig ran a hand down Daniel’s spine, petting and caressing. Daniel arched his back, pressing his body into Braig’s touch.
Braig moved behind Daniel. He gripped Daniel’s ass cheeks, spreading them apart before leaning down. Daniel felt Braig’s warm breath before the vampire buried his face between his cheeks, licking and kissing his hole. He moved his hips, unable to control his movements as he silently begged for more. Braig worked his tongue into Daniel’s ass, fucking him as he covered his hole in a thick coat of saliva. When Braig slowly sank a finger into Daniel’s ass, he cursed.
“Fuck!” Daniel shouted. “Please…” he begged. He needed more. He wanted to feel Braig deep inside of him, claiming and marking him once again.
Braig took his time, using his mouth and fingers. Daniel felt the scrape of Braig’s teeth moving over his rosette and he shivered, his muscles shaking uncontrollably. Gripping the blankets beneath his hands, Daniel tried to stop himself from falling forward. The pleasure was overwhelming. Goose bumps broke out along his entire body, as his mind turned to mush.
Finally, after several minutes, Braig stopped his delicious torment. He pressed the head of his cock against Daniel’s ass and slowly pushed forward. Daniel could feel the skin stretching, opening up to accept his True Match. There was a slight burn, but he ignored any discomfort, as he thrust his hips back. They both moaned as Braig’s cock moved, sinking deeper and deeper, until he was buried inside Daniel’s body.
Braig ran his hands up Daniel’s back. He gripped Daniel’s shoulders as he swiveled his hips.
“Jesus…” Daniel was lost in sensation.
Braig covered Daniel’s back. He moved his hands on top of Daniel’s, intertwining their fingers. Braig kissed Daniel’s shoulder, running his tongue up the side of his neck.
“You feel so good, my love,” he whispered.
Daniel tilted his head and Braig connected their lips. Daniel opened his mouth, and Braig’s questing tongue swooped in. Their tongues danced together, moving and twisting, as Braig started moving his hips.
Daniel broke the kiss. “Oh god…”
Braig growled as he started moving faster, building up his rhythm. Daniel tilted his ass upward as he lowered his chest to the bed. The change in position sent Braig’s cock even deeper. On each downward stroke, Braig’s cock brushed against his prostate. Daniel’s shaft jerked and twitched with each stroke.
Pre-cum dripped from his shaft down onto the bed, and Daniel knew he wouldn’t last much longer. He felt the tale-tell signs of his release fast approaching. His balls pulled tight against his body, tingles shot up his spine, and his ass muscles tightened around Braig’s cock. Lifting his face, he yelled Braig’s name to the ceiling as his orgasm washed over him.
His cock jerked, hot jets streaming out of the head of his shaft. Daniel’s body shook uncontrollably as pleasure raced through his veins.
“Oh, gods!” Braig shouted out, his hips jerking wildly. He thrust hard, slamming his length into Daniel.