Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Fallen Angels ❯ ‘Final Vengeance’ ( Chapter 40 )

Chapter 40

Final Vengeance

WARNING! RAPE AND DEATH, LOTS OF BLOOD PLAY!

Enzeru continued to feed from the man beneath him as he thrust, until he became heady with the pleasure of it. He pulled away and set his lips against the wound, his body glowing as he healed it. He lifted his head and looked into Crawford's eyes, then quite gently removed his glasses and tossed them aside. He smiled at the man below him, blood covering his teeth and lips, then took the lips before him in a demanding kiss, forcing his lips open.

He lapped at the stunned mans' tongue, groaning as the heat around his cock tightened. /Enjoy yourself, Crawford. I don't like to see my victims unhappy when they die./ Pulling out of the kiss, he reached between them and grasped the mans' cock, gently squeezing and tugging on the flesh. He tore at the flesh of his wrist with his teeth and set it against Crawford's lips. /If you want to live, drink./

Bradley felt the man's mouth leave his throat, felt a warmth as the small pain there melted away. But it was barely a nuisance compared to the pain of his fingers or the pain of his torn anal opening and channel. He shuddered as the angel removed his glasses and smiled at him his lips and teeth coated with blood.

The mouth descended on his forcing it open and he sobbed against the humiliation. He'd always been the strong one, even Essets hadn't been able to drive the self-confidence from him as this angel was doing.

:::::::::: /Enjoy yourself, Crawford. I don't like to see my victims unhappy when they die./:::::::::

He shook his head at the thoughts that invaded his mind as even Schuldich couldn't most of the time. But insidious pleasure was beginning to seep into his body as the big hand grasped his flaccid flesh and began to work it. He saw the bloody wrist held down to him, heard the words and the tears flowed harder at the cruelly dangled hope.

But he couldn't fight the natural urge to live. He grasped the wrist with his good hand pulling it to his lips knowing the blood would buy him time if not truly life. The heady taste struck his tongue and his body tingled with rush that went through him. Tears flowed faster as pleasure crept over him.

Farfarello felt Schu trying to push him towards the door but couldn't drag his eye from the fallen angel and their leader. He licked his lips at the sight and smell of the hot blood and it took all he had not to abandon the redhead and join the angel in his blood play. He was dragged to the ground as Schuldich passed out and collapsed, but still he couldn't tear his eye away.

Enzeru arched into Crawford as the man began to suck on his wrist. The pleasure racked his body and he stopped his thrusts, burying himself deep within the tight heat. He began to chant again, his body glowing as he healed Crawford's wounded hand and opening, letting the man feel the pleasure without the pain. He dipped his chin to his chest and looked at the other two men, the redhead now passed out on the floor and grinned seductively at the one with the white hair. He could see the mans' thoughts, knew the scene was enticing and reveled in the pleasure of being watched.

He began to thrust against Crawford's hips, slow and deep, making sure to hit his prostate each time. He couldn't stop the moan of pleasure that escaped his lips as he took away his wrist and lapped at the blood on the mans' chin hungrily. His teeth still ached, but he wanted Crawford to know the humiliation of release before finally taking his life.

Crawford felt the pain leaving his body and the incredible release made him feel like he was floating. The pleasure increased and his body began to tremble and ache with a new kind of pain as the flesh moving inside him began to strike against his prostate sending spirals of ecstasy through him.

The wrist was removed, as he'd known it would be, and he whimpered trying to pull it back. He felt the warm tongue as it cleaned his face and he turned his face away in shame as his body betrayed him and began to respond. His hands clasped the broad shoulders and his body rocked in time with the thrusts even as his mind screamed for him to stop.

Enzeru growled as his hot breath caressed the mans' ear. "Don't fight it, let yourself enjoy your last moments…" He shifted his hips to thrust at a different angle and moaned out loud with the pleasure that wracked his body. His wings fluttered behind him, stretching to span the length of the room, then flexing back.

He ran his tongue along the exposed throat, nipping at it lightly, his teeth puncturing the flash with each nip. He used his free hand to make Crawford look at him and he smiled at him, almost affectionately, tracing a light fingertip over the mans' lips. /So beautiful…you humans are so beautiful./

He leaned forward, brushing his lips lightly against Crawford's, this time coaxing his mouth open with his tongue, letting him make his own choice, but still pounding into him. He suddenly wanted the man underneath him to cry out in genuine pleasure, to forget the moment and loose himself in the feeling of their bodies rocking together.

Brad heard the soft words and nodded. At that moment he would have begged Schuldich to make his mind a blank to leave him nothing but an empty shell that could feel. He wasn't sorry for his life, he'd done what he had to, to get where he was. But he wasn't ready to die. He pushed his thoughts to the back of his mind and let his body take over completely.

He wrapped his hands in the angel's hair as the warm lips touched his softly this time. Opened to them submitting to the strength and the pleasure. He pressed upward taking more of the throbbing flesh into his body. Thrusting into the hand that still grasped his own erection aching for the release that was so close. The words whispered in his mind made him sob into the warm mouth on his.

Farfarello moaned watching the blood pearls that leaked from the small bites the angel was leaving on their leader's neck wanting to taste them just once. He cradled Schuldich in his lap, rocking and moaning as he watched, glad the redhead was unconscious.

Enzeru moaned into Crawford's mouth as the man began to respond. He increased his pace and pulled form the kiss, panting as he drew his lips back form his fangs in a snarl of pleasure. He licked at his lips, then looked back down at Crawford, whimpering with the need to taste him again.

Instead, he ran his tongue along the beads of blood, down to his collar bone and lower, arching his back and pressing his cock deeper into the tight canal. He took a nipple in his mouth and bit lightly on it, moaning as the blood rushed over his tongue, causing him to shudder in pleasure.

He sucked hungrily at it, lapping at the blood, tugging on the nipple with his lips, before turning to do the same to the other. His wings came forward, caressing their thighs as he thrust. He could feel his release coming quickly and pulled away from the pleasure of the blood with a tortured sound.

Lost to the pleasure Crawford whimpered as the angel's mouth left his. Then he moaned as the warm lips, and tongue traveled along his throat and down over his chest to a nipple.

Pain and pleasure flashed through him as the teeth grazed the flesh and the warm mouth began to suckle on him. His back arched and the angel's cock pressed deep into him. His body began to shudder and cried out as he came his body tightening and his hot cum bathing them.

Enzeru moaned as the hot seed shot over his hand. He leaned up and took the mans' lips in a quick kiss then turned his attention to the pulse at his throat. He bit down, suckling as the man rode out his pleasure. Before Crawford's orgasm was over, Enzeru came with a grunt inside the tight heat and the pleasure washed over him as he felt Crawford's life slipping away. His body jerked as he saw the mans' life and dreams, plans for the future, everything flashed before his eyes. He was used to it but it still never ceased to amaze him all the experiences one human could have in a lifetime.

He groaned and pulled away, brushing his bloody lips against the cold ones beneath him as Crawford took his last breath. "Goodbye, Crawford." He started as he heard someone laugh and quickly sat up at the familiar presence. He spun around and off Crawford's still form to face Gabriel.