Vampire Hunter (Darkstalkers) Fan Fiction ❯ Love Slave ❯ Love Slave ( One-Shot )

Love Slave by Kaialicious

Disclaimer: I do not own nor make any profit from the characters of Darkstalkers or Night Warriors.

Warning: This story contains obscene language, rape, blood play, and intense Yaoi. It is NOT intended for under age readers.

Author's Note: This tale is a PWP. It is also an AU. It was created for Ether Sea a.k.a. Psama, who drew a very tongue in cheek picture to go with this story. ^____^

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The chains were a bit much. He wasn't going any where. They held him securely aloft, about four feet off the ground. His wrists were held above him. His feet spread apart. The pain in his jaw was getting unbearable. He tried to move his tongue over the inside of his cheek. The rubber plug that was in his mouth refused to move. It had been strapped on tightly to Rikuo's face by the demon, the monster called Demitri. The fiend had captured him and kept him prisoner in his castle, tormenting him each night with his perverse pleasures and cravings.
Rikuo strained against his bonds and made a muted cry as he felt the icy water trickling down his chaffed wrists. Demitri had placed him beneath a slowly dripping water pipe. An errant drop coursed between Rikuo's taut buttocks, touched his sore bud and rolled off his low hanging, yellow scrotum. The water drop joined the puddle that was Rikuo's urine on the cold stone floor. Each audible drop humiliated him.
He wondered if Pyron was looking for him. He wondered if the egotistical, spoiled alien even cared that he was gone. It had been a week since Demitri had come into their home and taken him away. Pyron had not been there to save him. Pyron had gone off on some mad scheme to destroy the other Darkstalkers.
He was crazy. Rikuo saw that now. All of them were crazy. Pyron, Demitri… No wonder the humans wanted to get rid of them.
The creaking of the dungeon door pulled him from his thoughts. Rikuo shuddered as he saw Demitri's glowing eyes peering at him from the darkened doorway.
"Are you ready my pet?"
Even in the darkness, his fangs glistened. Demitri, the noble vampire threw his heavy velvet cloak over one shoulder and approached the frightened monster, intent on feasting on his Darkstalker blood and his nubile young body.

Rikuo turned his face against his arm. He refused to look the demon in his eyes. He heard the deep chuckle of the vampire Demitri. It made shivers run up and down his spine.
Demitri cupped the young monster's face in his large hand and roughly forced him to look at him. "You gave me no sleep." He removed the straps that held the rubber plug in place. Pulled the lewd looking toy out of Rikuo's mouth.
"You blame your guilty conscience on me? I never told you to take me away!"

Demitri let the plug fall from his fingers and fixed his gaze on him. "No, you did not. I find it hard to believe that you actually enjoyed being with that creature."

Demitri slipped a thick finger between Rikuo's buttocks. He circled the tender flesh hidden there.

"Don't!" Rikuo protested through clenched teeth.

Demitri tugged on his thigh, causing the muscles there to tighten. "Perhaps you do not understand…"

He forced his finger into him. Rikuo cried out in pain.

"I am in control here, and you are at my mercy."

No, it was never like this between him and Pyron-sama, not even the first time that the fiery alien had taken him against his will. He hated the vampire's cold touch.

"I will kill you!"

"Yes, you tried very hard to, didn't you?" Demitri scoffed as he continued to violate the handsome young monster. "A futile fight really. I thank you for the challenge."

Rikuo closed his eyes. The demon's gloating, no; his very presence was making him ill.

"And to think…" He pulled on the chain that secured Rikuo's ankle, breaking the thick links, "…that I came to the quaint palace looking for the burning fool, and found his little toy instead."

Demitri released his other ankle in the same fashion. Rikuo bit down on his lip as his legs, numbed from the lack of circulation in them began to ache. It felt as if thousands of tiny pins were stabbing his limbs.

Demitri stopped probing him and placed his hands on the back of Rikuo's thighs. He lifted the smaller monster and hooked his legs over his broad shoulders. Rikuo made a last desperate plea, but the vampire's eyes were glowing with bloodlust. It was too late for him. There would be no reasoning when Demitri was mere seconds away from devouring his powerless feast.

*****

The first bite on the inside of his right thigh was not so painful. The pressure of his fangs and the suction of his mouth bruised Rikuo's flesh.

Pure Darkstalker blood, fresh from the thighs of a hapless victim….Demitri was in euphoria. He looked out of the corner of his eyes at the fish boy. Rikuo had his eyes shut tight, his face averted from Demitri.

Demitri's brows furrowed I anger. He stopped his feeding and told him, "Look at me."

"No," Rikuo said, "your appetite is disgusting!"

Demitri released his legs. Rikuo's entire weight strained at his wrists. Blood trickled from the bite mark in his thigh.

"What is disgusting is that you have given yourself to that creature. He is not of our world."

"I see…you're jealous of him…jealous of his power."

Demitri silently stared at him. Rikuo glared hotly at him in turn. It soon felt as if they had been looking at each other for an eternity. Rikuo's gaze wavered.

"What do you see in him?" Demitri asked. "What makes you want him more than me?"

Rikuo smiled crookedly. "He is a much better lover than you'll ever be."

Demitri sneered and grabbed Rikuo by the neck. "You shall die for that!"

Rikuo's eyes rolled into the back of his head. His body twitched. His fins stiffened. He was blacking out. He would never see Pyron again.

Pyron-sama…Py…ron…

"Excuse me? I believe that you have something that belongs to me."

Demitri loosened his hold on Rikuo and turned around to face the fiery figure that filled the doorway.

"And I have something that belongs to you." The horned creature threw a small body at Demitri's feet. The vampire's eyes widened in shock as he recognized the bright colored hair that covered his boots.

"Morrigan?"

"You might want to check on your little friend. I could not hold my self back during our battle. I ripped her wings out…," he announced.

"You will pay for this!" Demitri shouted.

"Pyron-sama…" Rikuo's hoarse voice interrupted them.

"Ah, pet. Look at you. Someone has been a naughty bloodsucker. He directed the latter remark to Demitri.

"I demand that we settle this!" Demitri told him.

"There is nothing to settle. You had your fun with my pet and I was amused by your companion's pathetic attempt to keep me away from you. When will you Earthlings learn that you cannot beat me? I devour creatures like you. It is not too late for me to do that," Pyron threatened, his body glowing brightly, flickers of flame writhing about his body. "I don't think that I've ever had a vampire before."

Demitri clenched his fists. His knuckles cracked.

Pyron went to Rikuo. He melted the chain with his touch and Rikuo fell against him. The young monster was too weak to stand. Pyron easily lifted him over his shoulder. He turned to the outraged Demitri and said, "Perhaps the next time we meet, we will finish our little chat. I look forward to fighting you, bloodsucker."

"As do I."

Pyron bared his sharp teeth at him and laughed. The vampire knew that he was no match for him. Demitri's anger at his superiority was quite satisfying.

"You know where to find me when you think that you are up to the challenge," he said and carried his lover from the dungeon.

*****

Pyron had taken him to their home in a matter of minutes. Rikuo recalled that Demitri had covered the same amount of miles in an hour.

Pyron set him down in the hall on the second floor. Rikuo collapsed to the cool marble floor and leaned tiredly against the wall.

"Ah, Pyron. You've returned."

Rikuo stared in surprise at the tall, yellow being that stood at the end of the hall. The creature's body resembled that of Pyron's. He too was made of fiery energy, but his color was yellow and his horns were shaped differently from Pyron's horns. His eyes immediately fell upon Rikuo.

"I see that you have brought a guest for dinner."

Rikuo felt a chill run up his spine at his words.

"He is not dinner, Terranon," Pyron corrected him. "This is Rikuo. He is my pet."

"How lovely…" Terranon said and came forward to have a closer look at him.

Rikuo stiffened as the being touched his head. "Pyron?"

"Enough, dear brother. Rikuo is exhausted." Pyron pulled the young monster to his feet and gave him a little push.

Rikuo stumbled weakly down the hall and headed for the bath. The first thing he intended to do was wash the scent of Demitri from his skin.

He fell face first into the large pool. The coolness of the water felt so good over his semi-parched flesh. He swam for a while, and then floated on his back. He dozed off. A hissing sound wakened him, but he kept his eyes closed because he knew who had intruded upon his seclusion.

He felt warm fingers touch the bite mark on his inner thigh. Wide lips touched his and kissed him possessively. Strong arms wrapped around him and lifted him from the water.

Rikuo opened his eyes and held on to Pyron. He was so tired, but he wanted his lover to take him, if only to take the memory of Demitri away.

He was shocked when Pyron put him to bed and left him there.

Pyron-sama…

Rikuo's eyes grew heavy again and he let sleep claim him.

*****

He dreamt of the vampire Demitri. The horror of the vampire's lair would not leave him. Demitri beating him, violating him, forcing his lips and teeth upon him. Pyron had never done such brutal things to him. Everything that the alien had ever done to him had brought him nothing but pleasure. Demitri had only brought him a world of pain.

His dreams of Demitri had not wakened him, the prodding of another tongue in his mouth did.

Pyron, he thought and opened his mouth more. There was something about the way that he kissed him that puzzled Rikuo. It was quite different. The usual possessive fervor wasn't there.

Rikuo opened his eyes and froze as he saw the yellow being, Terranon, before him. Rikuo turned his head away, breaking the kiss.

"What do you think you're doing?" he asked the alien.

"I could not resist," he said. "You are very tasty."

Rikuo sweat dropped and tried to sit up. Terranon pushed him back down and started to move his hands over his chest.

"You are most attractive," he said. "I am quite envious of my brother."

Rikuo sighed in irritation and told him, "Where is Pyron by the way?"

"He went out for a while," Terranon grinned.

"How convenient for you," Rikuo said.

"Yes." He licked the bruise on Rikuo's neck.

"Please, don't."

Terranon stroked the fins on Rikuo's arms and asked him, "Are there any more of your kind?"

"Why don't you ask Pyron?"

"I did. He refuses to tell me."

Because he is no longer proud of what he did.

"Mmmm…you smell delicious."

"So I have been told."

Terranon touched two fingers to Rikuo's lips and licked his own fingers as well as the young prince's mouth. Rikuo's face warmed.

"You liked that…" Terranon smiled.

"No."

"Perhaps I should take you from my brother and show you what it means to be truly possessed."

Rikuo blinked in utter surprise at the energy being's audacity.

"Perhaps you shouldn't. I happen to like Pyron."

"Such devotion…" Terranon licked his fingers again and nudged Rikuo's legs apart. He ran his saliva slick digits around Rikuo's entrance.

Rikuo renewed his struggles. "No! I said, no, damn you!"

It was as if he was in Demitri's dungeon all over again. The thrusting of fingers violating his body. The forced kisses and caresses. The anguish of knowing that Pyron was not there to save him.

"Pyron-sama…"

"It will be good between us," Terranon told him, "you will see."

Rikuo gasped as Terranon replaced his fingers with the tip of his cock, then his full shaft. The merboy was still sore from his ordeal with Demitri. Terranon's entry had not been brutal, but it hurt nonetheless.

"I hope Pyron kills you for this," Rikuo told him.

"How can he? I am stronger than he is," Terranon said. "Does that impress you?"

"No."

Terranon laughed. He pressed his knuckles to Rikuo's cheek and said, "I like you. You are -"

"Amusing," Rikuo finished for him. "Yes, I know."

Terranon pinned one of Rikuo's legs down on the bed and held the other one up, just beneath the knee.

"In all the universe, to think that I let my brother beat me here first to claim such a prize…"

Rikuo rolled his eyes. The alien was talking as if he was in love with him. He closed his eyes as Terranon took his pleasure. He did not want to look at him, not when he resembled Pyron so strongly. Yes, his horns were different, and his color as well, but his features were that of Pyron's, and Rikuo did not want to think of him as his Pyron-sama.

"Enjoying yourself?"

His eyes flew open as he heard Pyron's voice. Terranon halted his thrusts and looked over his shoulder at Pyron.

"Back so soon, dear brother?" Terranon resumed his actions, driving himself deep into Rikuo.

Rikuo gasped and called out to his lover. "Pyron, please make him stop!"

The orange colored energy being crossed the room and stood beside the bed. "My pet…" He looked at Rikuo, then at his brother. "I cannot, for you see, we share everything -the universe, the stars, and you."

His words shocked Rikuo. When he bent down to kiss him, Rikuo turned his head, denying him his lips. Pyron settled with kissing his cheek and traced the fins that graced Rikuo's brow.

Terranon pulled free of Rikuo. Pyron scooped Rikuo up from the bed and held him against him.

It is over… he thought, but suddenly felt Terranon at his back.

"Pyron?"

"Relax, pet."

How could he when he was pressed between two hard bodies that were intent on having him?

Terranon's hands were examining him, measuring the span of his waist and his hips. He licked alongside Rikuo's dorsal fin, and roughly, bit the prince's left flank. Rikuo cried out and held Pyron in a death grip.

"Terranon," Pyron said to his brother, "he is not food."

"Yes," Terranon smiled, "I keep forgetting that."

Pyron massaged the bitten cheek with his fingers. "No more biting. I want him in one piece."

Terranon narrowed his gaze. "And I just want him." He grabbed Rikuo and fell back on to the bed. Pyron chuckled at his impatience.

"Pyron-sama!" Rikuo reached for him, his eyes wild with fear.

Pyron climbed on to the bed and cupped his lover's sex in his hand. "I am here, pet."

Terranon lifted Rikuo's hips and brought him down over his cock again.

"Aaahh!"

Pyron took him into his mouth and Rikuo's cry turned into a moan.

"Pyron-sama…" he held on to one of Pyron's horns.

Terranon nuzzled Rikuo's cheek and whispered to him. "You are so much better than food."

He could feel more of his blood rush to his face. The combination of Pyron's mouth and Terranon's probing strokes made his head feel heavy with desire. He moved his hips, wanting more of Pyron's attentions.

"Ooohh…aaah…"

His other hand slid down his abdomen. He touched Pyron's hips with his fingertips.

Pyron's gentle sucking was driving him crazy. His eyes rolled up into his head. The muscles in his body tensed and the tidal wave of pleasure that had been building within him washed over his body.

"Aaaahhh!"

Everything, all of his senses, became focused on one thing -his orgasm.

"By...the…gods!"

Pyron released his organ and rose over him.

"Make room for me, Terranon." Rikuo heard him say. The words sounded faint to him, but they broke through his pleasure high. He was startled to find Pyron above him. The alien held himself up, his hands on either side of Rikuo and Terranon.

Suddenly, Rikuo didn't feel so full anymore, but Terranon, he was still there inside of him. It was as if he had diminished in size. The thought occurred to him that Terranon could change his body's size at will, just as Pyron could.

Make room for me, Terranon.

He realized what Pyron had meant. His eyes widened as Pyron lowered himself on to him. Rikuo felt his erection graze him. It too had reduced from its customary appearance, and now it was pressing against his already occupied body.

"You can't," Rikuo told him.

Pyron kissed him and thrust forward. He pushed until he was within the tight, crowded, warmth of Rikuo. Rikuo cried into Pyron's mouth. He was being stretched, impaled by both of them, and although their sizes had been greatly reduced, the both of them felt hard as spikes.

Rikuo dug his fingers into Pyron's shoulders as the two brothers began moving in and out of him. The pain diminished as he became accustomed to them. He tentatively moved his legs, trying to make himself more comfortable. A groan came from beneath him. Terranon grabbed his hips and held him in place.

Blinding heat was all around him and inside of him. He could not escape it, nor did he want to, not when his Pyron-sama was taking his gratification from him.

Rikuo relaxed and caressed his lover's face.

Only for you, Pyron-sama.

The bed groaned with their weight. Rikuo felt Terranon's teeth bite into his neck. He gasped and clung to Pyron who was busy nibbling at Rikuo's flesh. They were feasting upon him in a completely lust filled manner.

"I am not food!" he reminded them, and received their laughter for his troubles.

"We will not eat you pet…I will not allow it to happen," Pyron assured him.

Rikuo wearily closed his eyes and listened to the sounds of their joining. The faint sensation of his body reawakening made him want to cry.

No more, he pleaded with himself, but it was far too late. His member was being massaged along the ridges of Pyron's belly. It was swelling, throbbing with life.

The manipulation of his shaft pressed between their bellies and the twin members within his bowels quickly worked him to release. His clenching orifice trapped their lengths inside and milked them to climax.

Terranon's cry of satisfaction echoed Pyron's. Rikuo winced as his lover rolled on to the coolness of the bed, taking him with him. Terranon's cock pulled out of him with a soft pop. His bottom ached from the abrupt movement. Pyron was still nestled between his cheeks.

Terranon sat up, his arm resting on one bent knee. His gaze roamed over Rikuo.

"Are you sure that you won't reconsider giving him to me?" he asked.

Pyron growled and caressed Rikuo possessively.

"All right then," Terranon chuckled and rose from the bed. "You won't give up your precious pet. It is just as well. I shall be too busy destroying the universe to look after the weakling."

He spared Rikuo one last glance. "Such a pity."

Pyron cupped Rikuo's chin and passionately kissed him. Rikuo's eyebrows lifted in surprise. Was Pyron trying to make Terranon jealous? He was so childish if that was the case.

Terranon made a sound of disgust and left the room.

Pyron broke the kiss and grinned at Rikuo. "You were excellent, pet."

"He…will not be returning will he?"

"No."

"Thank the gods!" Rikuo sighed in relief.

Pyron chuckled. Rikuo rolled off him and found his pillow. He wanted to take another bath, but he was far too tired to walk all the way to the bathing room. He decided that he would take a bath after he slept.

"Pet…"

He felt Pyron's hand on his calf. His lips brushed over the sole of Rikuo's foot. He slipped the prince's toes into his mouth, and swirled his tongue over them.

"Mmmm…"

Rikuo clenched his pillow so tight that it burst. Feathers flew everywhere. His dorsal fin stood erect. His body craved rest, but all he could think about was that maybe, yes. Just once more, just for his Pyron-sama, for he was Pyron's slave and he would please him until there was nothing left of him to give.

*****

I have nothing left to give you, Ether, because it is finally finished. ^___^