Dark Paths Ch. 10

And at that point the door creaked softly behind them...

Both of their bodies froze in place. A little old lady with a poodle perm stepped into the chapel and for a moment she actually did not see them. A second later she did and her expression was so shocked Xav wondered if they could go to jail for murder if the old bird dropped dead of a heart attack. The horny male part of him not only didn't care he was calculating whether or not they had time to get off before she ran and got Security. This could not be fucking happening.

"Oh Jesus!" Rayne's voice quivered, caught between laughter and despair. It came out as a tiny, fragile thing and he buried his face in Xavier's hair so that the boy felt his next words burrowing into his skin like insects. "If I move I'm gonna come!"

And then she shrieked and made up their minds for them as she grabbed one of the ornate flower vases and hurled it at them along with a torrent of abuse. The drenching certainly helped to cool their ardour a little. Moments later they were still struggling to make themselves decent as they fled down the corridor, dripping and covered in flowers.

"Please... please... please... don't let her be on our flight!" Rayne begged as they ran.

"Pleasepleaseplease don't let her go to Security!" Xavier added.

Despite the added layer of frustration at being thwarted yet again they looked at each other and grinned. The irony was not lost on them that only now that they were fleeing the chapel were they thinking to pray.



Trying to look as nonchalant as possible with dishevelled wet clothing and flower petals still clinging to them they slid into seats near PJ and Clay. Instinctively they separated a-ways. Rayne borrowed Clay's sunglasses and Xavier snagged the baseball cap Chavez was wearing.

"Can I see this for a minute, please?" he murmured. Sticking it on his head backwards he slumped down in the seat. "Got some gum? Thanks." With a magazine in his hand and the occasional blown bubble he could have passed for at least five years younger and looked the very picture of a bored teenager.

Chavez tugged curiously at the damp sleeve of Xavier's tee and Clay leaned sideways to sniff at the flower still caught in Rayne's hair. The big black exchanged a bemused look with PJ. When Jabez returned from an impromptu stroll around the shopping mall he too looked a little puzzled although he came the closest to cracking a genuine smile since his arrival in San Francisco.

PJ and the guys exchanged quite a few looks and smirks but clearly decided it was more than their lives were worth to ask what the hell they had just missed. Fortunately the remaining thirty minutes or so until boarding time passed by uneventfully. Apparently the lady that caught them in their own private state of ecstasy was either too busy praying for their mortal souls or too embarrassed to have gone to Security. Or if she had, they didn't look too hard because no one had come up to them by the time they were boarding the plane.

She did not seem to be headed for Europe either and it was with some relief that two members of Mr McNamara's party were ushered forward into First Class. Rayne dropped down more cheerfully into a window seat and stretched out. Xavier wriggled in beside him.

"Now this is more like it!" the singer chuckled, and began to investigate the buttons on the seat arms and the contents of the various in flight entertainment packages. He leaned closer, running his hand lightly up Xavier's thigh and reaching for the blond's stiffening package and whispered; "I bet you've never had sex at 40,000 feet before?"

Across the aisle from him, Dominic pulled down his sunglasses and plugged in his own earphones. He fished a small bottle of whisky from one pocket of his jacket and a little bottle of pale blue pills from the other and knocked a couple of the latter back with a good swig of the former.

To Chavez's disappointment, the Everman slid in beside Lord Warren and began to stroke the back of the older human's neck soothingly. One by one the little group settled in for the long flight, some of those who had done it before appreciating the fact that they were going to lose a few hours in the process and preparing to catch some more sleep.

And then the engines were turning and the captain was making his announcement. Dom curled into Jabez's powerful arms and closed his eyes, murmuring something about not wanting to know how high they would be going, thank you! The flight attendants were scurrying into position, rapidly demonstrating the correct way to panic if the plane suddenly dropped out of the sky.

Rayne curled his hand around the back of Xavier's head and pulled the boy's mouth softly onto his own, distracting him from the buzz of take-off for a moment as he let his tongue slide into his lover's mouth. Xavier was distracted easily enough and responded with the heat of their now very extended period of foreplay. Fortunately their party had the first class cabin to themselves. All the little plastic shutters on the windows were down and just a few dim lights from overhead made it feel nice and cosy. Xav was quickly swept up in the kiss and couldn't care less who heard what or happened to glance over at them. He melted against Rayne, twining his arms around him as they made out and he explored the inside of his clothes. His little coos and purrs would be lost under the noise of the engines anyway, he figured.

Rayne eased the seat arm between them up and pulled his sexy young mate hungrily into his lap, kissing his neck and stroking his tongue up to the softness of Xavier's earlobe. Nipping and sucking on it, he tugged the fly of his lover's pants open yet again, curling long, cool, clever fingers around Xav's protruding boner. He rubbed seductively on the blond boy's fantastically hard cock, stroking the wetness of his pre-cum slowly down the shaft and working the slipperiness vigorously all over him.

"You are so fuckin' hot!" he sighed into Xavier's ear, feeling like he was going to explode if they could not fuck one another this time.

Xavier wasted no time getting Rayne's pants undone as well. As the plane made its steady climb Xavier rubbed the underside of his cock along the underside of Rayne's and kissed the singer with a steadily growing hunger. He was wondering if he could get away with taking his pants off entirely when the seat went back.

"Oh, that's better," he purred, grinding his hips into Rayne's as he lay astride his lover.

The lean, horny Englishman pulled him down so that they were virtually lying in the semi-reclined seat, holding one another so close that they only took up a single berth. Rayne wriggled down still further now, prising up the hem of his lover's tee shirt and taking Xavier's throbbing cock-head in his mouth as he had done in the chapel. He was humming softly in the back of his throat as he sucked on the delicious thickness of Xavier's rock hard tool. One hand crept back up his lover's chest and stroked the curve of his neck then his fingers were pressing against Xav's soft lips, demanding entrance as he nodded lower on the boy's pulsing, thrusting dick.

Xavier opened without hesitation, taking Rayne's fingers into his mouth and fellating them as skilfully as he would have done his cock. He felt Rayne's other hand tug on the belt loop at the back of his jeans and his smooth, perfect little ass was exposed a second later. The fact that they were technically in a public place was the furthest thing from his mind. All that registered at the moment was the incredible feel of Rayne's mouth sucking him. He moaned softly and sucked on the fingers in his mouth in time with the bob of Rayne's head on his cock.

Rayne's lips opened wider and swallowed him deeper, lipping gently at his slowly pulsing shaft. He withdrew his fingers from the seductive wetness of Xavier's mouth, determined to waste as little time as possible now that a home run was actually in sight.

His spittle-wet fingers pressed gently and firmly at Xavier's yielding rosebud, sinking into the supple warmth of his rectum and pushing deeper between his creamy cheeks. He felt Xav rock back and forth between his hand and his lips; a restless, rhythmic motion like a wave on the sea, and he thrust his fingers steadily in and out of the boy's clenching passage. His tongue caressed the long, sensitive vein running down the underside of Xavier's straining cock. His mouth was open now and he just nodded into Xav's quickening strokes, letting his mate's pulsing head push against the roof of his mouth as he stroked the boy with his tongue stud.

They might have been home in his bed, or on the sidewalk of a busy street for all he cared right now. His world shrank to the silken weight of Xavier's cock in his mouth and the tight, moist opening between the blond boy's bared cheeks.

Xavier gripped the back of the seat. Whimpered with growing pleasure, his hips rocking in a steady rhythm as he fucked Rayne's mouth, a rush of heat flashed through him as Rayne stroked his sweet spot inside. As if afraid of being denied yet again his balls were already drawing up tight.

"Ah! Ah! Oh, fuck...Ray, so damn good..." His hips jerked like a misstep and he came hard, the strong pulses of the orgasm squeezing Rayne's fingers tightly as jet after jet of hot sperm shot into his mouth.

Rayne made a soft, hungry noise around his jolting cock as he rested his forehead on Xavier's belly, swallowing slowly, conscious that last night's cursory feed was nowhere near enough. The rich, sweet taste of Xav's spunk was a reminder. He felt his fangs extend involuntarily and pulled his head back, licking his lips and kissing the boy's soft belly.

His hands pulled Xavier back down into the circle of his arms and he pressed his mouth to the boy's lips again, loving the rapid huff of his lover's breath and the drum of his heartbeat. Rayne kissed him for a long, slow time, enjoying the soft caress of Xavier's warm, wet mouth on his own. He stroked his hands down into the backs of the boy's jeans, pushing them lower and resuming his exploration of Xav's urgently fluttering ring.

"Roll over," he whispered huskily in the boy's ear, lulled by the rich, delicious taste of his sexy young mate and the gentle thrum of the 747's massive engines. "Turn towards the window and spoon up to me. Let me get inside you, sweetheart. I want you so much!"

Xavier rolled to his side. They were reclined, but not all the way flat so he was half laying half sitting in Rayne's lap. He hadn't quite caught his breath yet when Rayne slid into him and an involuntary groan slipped past his lips. His head tipped back to Rayne's shoulder and he reached a hand back to caress along his flank. Rayne caught his breath and pushed deeper so that he was quickly buried to the hilt in Xav's soft, warm body. He curled around the boy and rocked against him, taking his time.

"Uhhh... that is... uhhhh...!" he moaned, unable to put his feelings into words.

Xavier moved with him perfectly, knowing exactly how much to roll his hips, when to squeeze, when to move with or in counterpoint to his rhythm. He hadn't lost his erection from the first orgasm and was rapidly building toward a second. His eyes closed, loving the way his lover felt inside him. He brought one leg a little forward to brace on the back of the seats in front of them and it changed the leverage, sending new jolts of pleasure through them both.

"Yeah... oh, fuck yeah... fuck me baby...mmmh!"

Rayne curled around him, moving in perfect sync with him, his hands drawing the material of Xav's tee up to his chest so that they could lie skin to skin, writhing together on the seat. He nipped, then bit deeper, sucking on Xavier's neck as he drove himself hard into the blond's impossibly hot body. When Xavier began to beg for it, he almost lost control, he was so close. His fingers snaked around the young man's rigid cock, tugging and squeezing on it in time with his vigorous thrusts, his low moans of ecstasy muffled by the heat of Xavier's sweat damp flesh. Rayne licked the curve of his neck and buried his face in the soft blond curls at his nape, driving his hips into Xav's firm young peaches and grinding deeper with each stroke.

"Uhhh... sweetheart!" he panted helplessly, feeling himself tipping over the edge as he bucked against the boy. "Gonna come! Gonna come so hard!"

Xavier was incapable of coherent speech, he managed only a few murmured words of encouragement mixed with a string of soft moans and sharper cries as Rayne brought him closer and closer to the edge again. When he felt his mate's sharp teeth sink into his neck his bite flooded Xav with a curious ecstasy. Whereas usually it thrust him over into orgasm this time it held him there right on the edge, like being right at the crucial second before release but instead of only a moment it lasted for long minutes while Rayne fed. It was the sweetest torture, edging to the extreme.

By the time Rayne licked the last drops from his neck and buried his face deep in his hair Xavier was beyond ready, his whole body was buzzing. He heard Rayne murmur he was about to come and the sudden hard strokes slamming into him were all he needed.

"Ahhhhhhrrrrrh!" he growled out, panting hard as he came like a freight train, his come shooting in molten streaks from his body.

Rayne pressed home, sinking into him and holding his hips tightly as he burst, jetting in spurt after hot, tingling spurt inside the boy. He felt Xavier's snug young hole clench and suck on his aching cock as the blond began to come again.

"Uhhhh... ohhhhhh... ohhhhhh!" Rayne whimpered and panted into his hair, folding around him and pulling him close. He could not believe how good it felt or that he had just thrown caution to the winds and fucked the sexy little dancer hard in such a public place, where all his friends and the cabin crew could hear them screwing like wild animals.

None of that mattered. He kissed Xavier's neck tenderly, sighing with pleasure as his twitching prick began to stiffen in his lover's slippery chute again. Rayne Wylde eased back and forth slowly in the hot spill he had just pumped into the younger man, wrapped around him, utterly possessed by him.

"You make me so fuckin' horny," he panted softly.

"Mmmm-hmm," Xav agreed contentedly. The flight was about twelve hours, he was thinking. They might come up for air in two or three. Until then staying impossibly horny sounded just fine to him.

There was a scuffling sound from a few seats back and Rayne tilted his head back to listen. He could hear Clay making soothing noises and Chavez groaning; "But I wanna go see what they're doing!"

"Give them some space. If they want us to play with them they'll let us know," PJ chuckled.

Rayne kissed Xavier's neck and whispered; "We've started something now!"

He peered over his shoulder at the soft wet sounds coming from just over the aisle. His handsome sire was leaning back in the slightly reclined seat, his eyes closed and an expression of pure bliss on his face. Bent over his groin, Dominic took his mind off the fact that they were trapped in a tin can 40,000 feet up over the North American landmass by feasting on the long hard tool jutting from the Elder vampire's open fly. He was curled over with his head nodding rhythmically in the Everman's crotch as Jabez stroked his curls.

Xavier chuckled softly at Rayne's observation. Inciting lust was what he did for a living, so there wasn't any real embarrassment over their shameless behaviour. In fact he got off on it. Slipping off of Rayne's gently thrusting cock he turned in the seat, nudged Rayne back and straddled his hips so he sat facing him. Reaching down to guide him back in he sank slowly down on his hard prick and kissed him in a long slow tangling of tongues while he rose and fell in a sensual rhythm. When the kiss broke he happened to glance over the aisle and the little 'oh' of surprise he made was somehow both comical and sexy. That was one obscenely large cock Dominic was salivating on.

"Don't stare, it makes you look like a proper size-queen!" Rayne tickled him gently under his clenching balls and stretched out in the drop-seat under him, thrusting his lean hips upward steadily between the boy's smooth, warm thighs. "Mmmm... that feels so good though!"

From his elevated perch astride the singer, Xavier could also see that about four rows back, Chavez was refusing to let matters lie with Clay. The sexy Hispanic youth had his shirt off and was sitting in the big black porn star's lap, eating his face shamelessly.

Xavier grinned and looked down at Rayne. They certainly had started something. At the moment though he was only interested in the sexy vampire under him. He leaned forward, hands on either side of Rayne's head as he bent close and rolled his hips with each of Rayne's thrusts. He kissed his lips with tender heat, "I think they'll wear out before we do... you've had me hot and horny all morning."

"Mmmmm..." Rayne sighed pleasurably, rising and falling under him, his long fingers tracing gentle patterns on Xavier's semi clad body. "I'll play for as long as you want me to, sweetheart. I mean... they can hardly throw us off the plane mid flight, can they?"

He pulled himself up to suckle and bite gently on Xavier's nipples, caressing his arching back tenderly. Xavier responded with a soft moan and a quickening of his hips as he rode Rayne's hard shaft. He'd already had two earth shaking orgasms in quick succession so the next he was willing to slow down and wait for. Everything else faded again as they spent the next hour or so finding out how many different positions they could achieve in their marginally more spacious accommodations.

He heard Chavez come with a whoop of ecstasy, and then Clay's long, rumbling growl and thought he heard Jabez and Dominic panting and groaning at the peak of their respective explosions, but it was all sort of distant. Xav was very into Rayne (at one point literally, with the lithe Englishman sprawled in the nude beneath him, one knee crooked over Xavier's shoulder as the blond pounded him hard) and they shuddered through at least two more delicious climaxes before exhaustion forced a little break. Xavier lay, still mostly naked, on his side with Rayne curled around him from behind. In a drowsy haze of post-orgasmic bliss he didn't even stir when he felt someone gently drape a blanket over their sweating bodies.

When the plane landed in Paris they finally had to get dressed to make their connection to Naples. It felt strange to be clothed after so long with nothing more than the other's skin against their own. Rayne nuzzled him intimately as they waited to disembark, immune to the incredulous grins of the flight attendants, his arms folded comfortably around Xavier's middle as he stood close behind the younger man. Xav half-turned in his arms so that they could kiss some more.

"I trust you enjoyed your flight, sirs," the tall, blond attendant murmured as they disembarked.

"I think that was probably the best time I've ever had so far off the ground," Rayne said with an appreciative laugh.

They were at the Transit Lounge when Xavier realised that Jabez and his sidekick, Mersen were not coming with them to Italy. Dominic was wrapped around the tall, white haired vampire shamelessly eating his face. If Jabez Everman was embarrassed by this demonstrative behaviour he certainly was too polite to let it show. As ever, Mersen was more interested in the comings and goings of the other passengers, and glared at them if any dared take too much interest in what his employer was up to with Lord Warren. They quickly got the message and looked elsewhere.

"Try not to get into any more trouble whilst you're out there," Jabez warned his Fledgling solemnly once he had possession of his lips again.