Dark Paths Ch. 07

"Let us cut to the chase, shall we? Before your companion does something rash." His eyes settled on Xavier again.

Xav stopped fidgeting at once, forcing a relaxed casual pose he did not feel at all. He had let the Elder Vampire poke at him. That was not good. Xavier looked away and he heard Elian's soft chuckle.

"You want me to assist in negotiating Wylde's release. This will not be a simple matter, I assure you. Coelho's pride is involved. It has always has been his weakness. To buy Wylde's freedom will cost a great deal, and money will not tempt him. So, before we get to that let's discuss my compensation."

Dominic looked meaningfully at his young companion, then said; "Name your price, Elian. I came to San Francisco for Wylde and I intend to leave with him at any cost. Of course," he added with a knowing little smile. "I have no doubt that the Everman will be immensely grateful for any assistance we are offered. Even to the point of ensuring that our benefactor perhaps gained influence in this city. I think you understand what I mean by that. But if it's short term-gratification you seek..." He left the sentence unfinished but put his hand very purposefully on Xavier's bare arm, stroking it briefly before he leaned forward to retrieve his own wine glass.

Thankfully it just had wine in it.

Xavier shot him a scathing glance, but controlled it quickly. Seemed PJ wasn't that far off the mark earlier when he commented on their newly acquired attire. Xavier had had his suspicions about this meeting, but he'd been so distracted he hadn't really thought about anything except trying to help Rayne. From the look in Elian's eyes he'd probably be trying long and hard tonight.

"The Everman's gratitude and this tasty morsel for going against Coelho. A tempting offer…" Elian purred with a calculating smile.

"I don't believe this shit." Xavier shook his head bitterly. "Don't fuckin' talk about me like I'm not sitting right here," he warned both of them and then levelled a finger at Dominic Warren. "And you've got no right to try and bargain me off. I am not your lap dog and I am not your whore, so fuck off!"

There was silence for three whole heartbeats while both of his companions sat, visibly stunned at the sudden outburst. Then Elian laughed, a genuinely hearty sound.

"Well, the boy has a spirit after all! And here I thought you brought me just a pretty empty headed plaything. Not that I would have minded." He smiled at Xavier, his most charming smile. "The deal remains, Mr. Gavrilov, whether you make it or Lord Warren. If you come to me willingly I swear to you that I will prize Rayne Wylde from Coelho's hands and bring him here before you."

Xavier regarded him shrewdly, all pretence stripped away. The feigned shy innocence vanished to reveal the smart street-savvy kid that had seen too much and done too much to be anything but slightly jaded. "For how long?"

Elian's smile widened, and a brow arched appreciatively. "A month."

Xavier snorted. "No fuckin' way. I'll stay with you tonight, and tomorrow night if you get Rayne free and if you don't hurt him. After that you let us go. No tricks! Both of us get to go free, for good."

"Very sure of yourself, aren't you?" Iannopoulos remarked urbanely, ignoring Dominic's little hiss of protest at Xavier's outburst.

"I've met Cole Lagrado and his friends. If you are even considering going against him it's not because of me," Xav sneered, shaking his head. "This Everman dude must be one scary motherfucker if you're more worried about him than Lagrado. I wouldn't flatter myself. It's him you'd be doing this for. I'm just the icing, right?" Xavier stood and walked slowly toward him. Only Xavier didn't just walk, he glided with a grace and beauty that was almost feline and oozed sensuality with every step. "You can have me anyway you please, as long as you get Rayne out and I can walk away with him in the end. Deal?"

There was a painful expression on Dominic's face now. The older man all but put his head in his hands and howled with frustration but Elian's smile did not waver. In fact he began to laugh softly.

"One scary motherfucker!" he repeated, clearly amused by this. One long finger pointed straight at Xav. "You are feisty, like your mate. Delicious and feisty. I can only begin to imagine what you and Wylde were like as sexmates. Although tonight, and tomorrow night I will get a sweet taste of what you are like in any case. It will not be easy to get your friend out of there, I think that you will have to work very hard tonight to convince me that what I am doing is right, Xavier Gavrilov."

The finger circled slowly and without warning the Elder Vampire was on his feet, moving restlessly around Xavier. His hands ran over the young man's lean body, stroking his face and running down his neck, over his chest. He tapped the crucifix pendant with a beautifully manicured fingernail.

"What is this? Is it supposed to intimidate me, child?"

Xavier had nearly forgot about it.

"It was my mother's," he lied easily. He leaned back slightly, letting his backside enticingly brush against Elian's groin.

Dom, who had been staring at him intently, turned away very fast, putting a hand to his mouth to stifle a laugh. The Vampire enfolded Xavier, pulling him close. His mouth fastened softly over the twin bite marks as if claiming them for his own and he stroked them with his tongue.

"So, do we have a deal?" he purred in Xavier's ear as the boy shuddered in his arms. "I will take you tonight until you cannot recall your own name. Tomorrow I will make a play for your foolish mate. And tomorrow night I will make love to both of you in my bed until the sun rises."

Xavier thought about that, or tried to. It was rather hard to think as heat spiked into him directly from the Vampire's lips and surged straight to his thickening cock. That wasn't exactly the deal. He hadn't promised his seductor Rayne… but… he felt the smooth curve of Elian's canines slide over his skin, teasing over the bite marks and his knees went weak.

"Umm… yeah!" Xavier panted a little breathlessly.

Dominic nodded his head too, a look of relief on his face that was mingled with concern for his charge. As Elian's hand snaked down between the boy's thighs, deftly exploring the effect his kiss was having, the older man cleared his throat.

"So... errrm... that's sorted out then?" he ventured when the Elder fixed him with an almost mischievous stare over Xavier's shoulder. "You... you're happy with the... ummm... the arrangement?"

"I'm delighted with the arrangement, Lord Warren," the Vampire purred, licking Xavier's neck and pulling his head back gently to kiss his bared throat. "Quite delighted!"

"And... er... you've got a plan to get Rayne out of there?" Dominic averted his eyes, conscious that the obvious pleasure Xav was getting from this exchange was becoming contagious.

"A few of Coelho's chosen have been invited to the Master's lair tomorrow afternoon to bid for covering rights to his new pet," Elian rumbled hungrily. He nuzzled Xavier's collarbone and pulled up the snug vest the boy was wearing to his pits, exposing the dancer's smooth, well-toned chest and abdominal muscles. His cool hands caressed the boy's skin and he pinched Xavier's erect nipples firmly between forefinger and thumb. "Such an angel!" he crooned.

"Cover...?" Dominic coughed and blinked at him.

"The face of an innocent does not become you, Lord Warren. You know what the word means." Elian folded himself more possessively around Xavier and looked seriously at the older man. "Lagrado enjoys humiliating his male toys but he prefers the females in his bed. However he is not unaware that there are jaded sodomites among his Peers who would give a great deal for the novelty, not to mention the pleasure, of fucking Jabez Everman's first acknowledged Fledgling for nearly 100 years. Given the noses Wylde has put out of joint since he was Turned, I would imagine quite a few among the Vampire Masters of San Francisco would be keen to see his standard lowered. I consider myself honoured to be invited to bid for him. From what I have seen of Wylde thus far, he is a pretty little creature. And dangerous too, which makes riding him all the more of a challenge." He turned his head, kissing Xavier's ear seductively and whispered; "I'm sure you can tell me all about that later, sweetling."

Xavier closed his eyes for a second as a fleetingly dismayed expression crossed his features. He already knew how Rayne was being treated. That he was going to be sold off to the highest bidder shouldn't have bothered him anymore than the rest, but it did. The fact that Elian sounded as though he would have enjoyed winning the breeding rights to Rayne Wylde without their added incentive made him feel queasy.

He quickly blocked out the prickle of anger that wanted to rise up. He couldn't afford to get angry. Not yet. He pushed the worry and the anger away, leaving room only for the way his body responded to the Vampire's touch. With a little bit of a start he realised that he wanted Elian to bite him… he was craving it. He lifted his arm, bringing a hand up to caress the back of Elian's head and when the Vampire's long, cool hand slid between his thighs again Xavier rolled his hips into the touch, a soft little moan sighing from his lips.

His Vampiric keeper curled around him more intimately and from the grazing sensation of sharp teeth against his neck he knew that Elian was just as eager to taste him as he was to be bitten.

Dominic seemed to sense it too for he was edging towards the window, suddenly anxious. He murmured; "You have something to offer Lagrado in return, I take it? Something that will ensure that you make the winning bid?"

Elian chuckled languidly. He was kissing Xavier's throat again and his fingers were toying with the fastening of the younger man's tight pants.

"Why don't you let me worry about that, Lord Warren?" he suggested. "If you want my advice, you should let my driver take you back to your cosy hideout in the hills and get a good night's sleep. Or if you prefer I could have one of my people book you a room in one of the hotels I own. I am sure we could arrange adequate entertainment for you."

From the expression on his face, Dominic knew a polite dismissal when he heard one. He gathered himself and made a move towards the door.

"I'll... I'll just go back to the others, I think. Thank you for the kind offer but it's been a long day and I'm still a little bit jet-lagged." He hesitated, still visibly concerned. "Are you okay, Xav? I mean... if I go?"

Xavier flashed him a look that clearly said it was a little late for such tender concerns now. He doubted getting cold feet would avail him much.

"I'll be fine, go ahead."

He sincerely hoped the moment that Dominic was dropped off they all had the sense to change location. Xavier didn't wait for his escort to leave before he turned in Elian's caressing embrace though, and slid his own arms around the vampire's neck. He nuzzled along Elian's firm jaw and kissed his lips tender-sweet.

"Sweet Lady, watch over him and keep him safe," Dom whispered casting his eyes upward as he turned the door handle and was immediately confronted by the huge Vampire bodyguard who had escorted them up from the car.

"Sleep well, Lord Warren," rumbled a voice that he felt in his bones rather than heard. He did not look back. The sound of rustling clothing and low, urgent moans from the room behind him told him that Yiannis was already unwrapping his gift.

ALONE… ALMOST!

The shirt was already gone, and his pants were halfway down his thighs. Xavier was a little less hasty and had only finished undoing the buttons of Elian's expensive, cream-coloured shirt. His warm hands slid inside and over the Vampire's smoothly muscled torso. Hot kisses trailed after his fingertips along Elian's collarbone and down his chest. He pulled one nipple into his hungry mouth in a hard suck, rolling his tongue over the tiny nub.

"Hehehh... you are eager, my little angel, aren't you?" Elian purred, his mouth roaming greedily over the dancing boy's soft, hot flesh. Without hesitation he reached down with one hand to free the fastening of his leathers and let them fall. Strong hands manoeuvred Xavier back towards the lounger and he dropped the young man down on it firmly, ripping off his pants and prowling over him like a big cat over prey. His tongue lashed Xavier's heaving torso and powerful hands pushed at the smooth insides of his thighs, forcefully urging his legs wide apart.

Xavier lifted his knees submissively, at his most exposed and vulnerable. He was not fully erect but his cock was definitely interested in what was going on. His gaze wandered curiously over the Vampire's body. Iannopoulos was nicely sculpted. Not perfectly ripped, but very fit, and the thick curved shaft that jutted from his open pants looked fit for its task as well. It was meaty and longer than the span of Xavier's hand, he figured.

Xavier slid a hand over his own torso, a fingertip teasing lightly over his nipple. His eyes were half lidded and he fixed the Vampire with his sexiest come-hither stare.

"Mmm-hmmmm! Such a beauty!" Elian growled huskily, letting his powerful body move languidly between Xavier's thighs and up against his belly and torso without entering him. His long, heavy, circumcised cock rubbed back and forth between the firm peaches of his mate's exposed backside and he possessed the boy's throat with his lips and teeth again, definitely nipping and nibbling hungrily now. "And I was thinking that maybe I would have to force you to submit to me. You must want him back very badly, this troublesome Fledge, Wylde!" He laughed; a deep, seductive chuckle of sound against the curve of Xavier's earlobe and licked the twin bite marks again enjoying the way that the boy wriggled and gasped when he touched them.

"He's a friend, I wouldn't just leave a friend with those assholes." Xavier murmured.

He felt Elian laugh along his skin again and shivered. "A friend. That's precious."

"Would you just shut up?" Maybe not the smartest thing to say to a Vampire that had his lips on your jugular but Xavier had come here to trade and he was not going to discuss how he might or might not feel about Rayne with Elian Iannopoulos.

"You have a lot of spirit," Elian chuckled, biting him a little harder, letting those vicious canines break the skin in the exact spots where Rayne had marked him. He drew back and licked at the blood that welled to the surface, watching Xavier shudder with a combination of anguish and need. "I always appreciate that. But here in my territory you will not tell me what I may, or may not, do or say? Do you understand me, angel?"

His tone was not harsh but there was a warning note behind his words.

Xavier quivered and moaned as the needlepoints pricked him. His hips rolled up automatically, rubbing his suddenly very erect cock against Elian's belly.

"How about helpful suggestions?" Xavier exhaled huskily.

The Vampire seemed to curl over and around him, covering Xavier's mouth with his lips, sliding his tongue between them and giving the young man a taste of his own mortal blood as he gripped the blond's lean hips with both hands. His powerful fingers pried Xavier's firm cheeks apart roughly and he pressed his leaking cock-head against the exposed pucker of Xavier's ass and bucked upward firmly into the dancer's hot, smooth, toned body, loving the way that Xav undulated like a serpent as his passage was roughly breached and entered.

Xavier's back arched and he gave a little pain-filled cry at the quickness of the entry. He sucked in a hard breath and released it with a whimper, his body quivering now for an entirely different reason.

"Here's a helpful suggestion for you, child," Elian breathed into Xavier's open mouth. "If you want what you came here for, you'll tell me what I want to hear. And right now I want to hear you begging me for more."

Xavier might have complied easily enough if he'd been given a little preparation, or at least a little lube. As it was, the last thing he wanted was more of that fat tool shoved in him dry. He closed his eyes.

"Please…" He swallowed hard and brushed his lips over Elian's, hoping for a few seconds more to adjust. "…mm-uh… more, please. I want more," he breathed, hoping he sounded eager enough.

"Yes you do!" his captor agreed with a lascivious smile. "You are astonishingly snug given the company you keep! But don't you worry, I will persevere!"

Xavier tossed his head, moaning helplessly as the vampire sunk within him. He too would have thought, given as much fucking as he'd been doing lately, he wouldn't be so damned tight.

"uuuh… fuck!" He shuddered as the head of the vampire's long cock bumped his prostate. His own rod stiffened, little drops of precum forming despite his discomfort. Just as he was struggling to adjust, his tormentor pulled out of him and rolled them both onto the floor with Xavier on top. His fingers snaked through the young man's soft blond hair and he writhed his hips and belly upward, forcing Xav's mouth down onto his cock.

"Suck it! Make me wet," he growled eagerly. "You have a long night ahead of you, so take your time and do a thorough job."

Xavier's soft lips wrapped around the silken head and his eyelids fluttered closed again. He braced his hands on the Vampire's firm thighs and caught his breath for a second. After all, he had been told to take his time.

Saliva began to pool in his mouth, hot and slippery, and he inched his lips ever so slowly down the hard cock in his mouth. His tongue laved the underside as he took him halfway and came back up, keeping his glide slow and sensual. He was not only practised, he enjoyed giving head, every bit of the taste and feel of a man's hard cock in his mouth. He swirled his tongue around the head, bathing him in his warm wet maw, and then went down again. This time he took Elian all the way, the tight constriction of his gullet opening and yielding. Xavier's hands kneaded Elian's thighs softly, creeping inward to the juncture between so he could cup and caressed the large, hairless balls hanging there. He moaned softly as he nodded up and down in a smooth rhythm.

His mate rose and fell steadily under him, blessedly silent for once. His long fingers alternately gripped at Xavier's hair or slid through it to caress the back of his neck. Elian twisted sideways beneath him, sighing with tremulous pleasure at the brush of the boy's sweet mouth and angel's tongue on his needy rod. He wormed beneath Xavier, his sex turning slowly between the young man's industrious lips. A firm hand gripped the boy's lean left calf, lifting his leg so that the Vampire's head could get between his thighs. He lipped sensuously at the tender flesh of Xavier's inner thighs, licking him there, trailing his tongue higher between the young man's well-muscled legs, lapping slowly and teasingly at his balls and perineum.

Xav had a moment's worry about sharp fangs so close to such highly sensitive areas. Funny how he'd never worried about it with Rayne. The wet tongue that laved over his sac chased those considerations away though.

Sliding his mouth up until he held just the head between his lips Xavier wrapped his fist around Elian's shaft and stroked him, sliding his thumb along the underside over that most sensitive bundle of nerves and feeling him jolt and twitch eagerly in response.

The Vampire licked his slow, wet way up between Xavier's clenching ass cheeks, prising them apart with his deft fingers to work the tip of his wriggling tongue into the dancer's sore, stretched ring; still gaping from Elian's rough entry minutes before. He tongued his saliva into the young man's hot, raw passage then sucked the first two fingers of his left hand and eased them into Xavier's ass, touching him slowly and seductively inside.