Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ The Second Age ❯ TSA-06 ( Chapter 6 )

Katsu awoke in darkness, the body he was lying on was cool, like a corpse. But it wasn't a corpse exactly, it was a Vampire who was sleeping still. Katsu yawned, stretching out as much as he could in the eight foot long coffin that was only four feet high. If he remembered correctly, the vampires made their sarcophagus longer than the actual ones the dead were buried in, so they had room to move about and stretch. It was different from most of the coffins he dealt with. After all raising the dead meant you had to get to them first.

He lay there wondering what he should do. He wasn't sure how much longer he would be able to survived trapped in the coffin. That, and he was getting awfully hungry. He wondered if the sun was down yet? "Are you awake?" He whispered gently, and not receiving an immediate answer sighed dejectedly, ignoring his stomach. He had no desire to crawl out of the coffin and accidentally end up almost killing Seth.

He snuggled up next to the Vampire, kissing at the Priest's neck gently. Then with a mischievous grin he started nipping at the flesh gently, a hand trailing down the man's body to rub upon his sleeping passion. A passion that was swiftly awoken at his administrations, along with the man it belonged too.

Seth moaned as he was roused from his slumber, arching into the hand that was rubbing him. It felt so good, and the smell of blood when he was first waking up was very pleasing to his senses. He remembered the Necromancer sharing his coffin, and opened his eyes to see the vague outline of him. He tilted his head to allow the blond better access to his neck, an almost purring sound emitting from him.

"Good evening my dear priest." Katsu murmured as he crawled up on top of Seth, nibbling the man's neck.

Seth growled at the playful teasing. "It's still daylight outside. . ." He wrapped his arms about the smaller frame of the Necromancer.

"Oh well, what ever, entertain me 'till we can leave this thing." Katsu returned as he pressed against the Vampire. He was intent on continuing what they started last night, not caring for the small confines he was in. They could stay close together, touch each other, but they wouldn't be able to part very far. "How long till sundown?"

"Three more hours, maybe four." Seth returned, grinding them together. Both of them moaning at the friction. Seth flipped them, so he was on top. He didn't want to risk the blond hurting himself again. "Enough time to play a bit before it's time to awaken. . ." Seth murmured as he leaned in to kiss the blond passionately.

Katsu returned the affection, their hands roaming one another as they removed clothes that were shoved to the ends of the coffin, or used as bedding for them. Seth growling at all the metal Katsu was graced with, learning the clawed gauntlets left the palms of his hands and his fingers open to feel with; truly a unique design for claw weapons.

The Vampire appeared more talented on being on top in the coffin than he was up. Katsu moaned as Seth worked his way down to his waist, engulfing him in a warm wet heat, the vampires tongue swirling about his engorged flesh. He cried out as he felt the arrival of fangs on either side of his passion, the teeth smoothing across on either side of his flesh as the vampire's mouth worked upon him.

Seth did that for a good while, Katsu screaming and calling out. Luckily the Necromancer wasn't strong enough to move the lid, even with his legs as he kicked it quite often in his throes of passion. Then Seth pulled back, causing the blond to cry out in dismay. Seth smiled, holding back a chuckle he would normally have let out. Katsu looked so beautiful, his eyes glazed, a frown gracing his features as his passion was taken from him before he even had a chance to let it out.

"Damn it!" Katsu exclaimed panting for breath in the enclosed area, not able to see a damn thing. "Who said you could stop?" He asked, receiving a chuckle of mirth. He shook his head and fell back upon the floor of the stone coffin. "Aren't you going to take me now? Claim me for your own?"

"I have nothing to ease the passage into you." Seth murmured as he grabbed the blond's arousal in his hand to stroke it slowly. He was proud of the sound he pulled from the man below him, a low needy moan of pleasure.

"My blood should work just fine, now shut up and take me!" Katsu growled out, someone was going to be entering someone and he was damn sure it was going to happen.

"As you wish then." Seth said, wrapping the blond legs around his waist. He entered the blond slowly, Katsu whimpering in pain as the priest slid in. Seth rained kisses down upon the blond, silent apologies as he seated himself in the Necromancer. After a moment, and Katsu started to move a bit, he pulled out and slammed back in, wincing at the tightness.

Katsu whimpered as he was stretched, he could feel his flesh being torn to part for his lover. He made slight pained sounds as the path within him smoothed out, his blood easing the way and the scent filling the enclosed area. He heard Seth hiss, and could almost imagine the mans' fangs sliding out to full length at the scent of fresh blood. He moaned as he shifted, his legs pulling Seth deeper into him.

Katsu was right, his fangs did come all the way out at the scent of blood, and it took all his restraint, and that of his masters, to keep from biting the Necromancer. He shifted as he pounded the lithe body beneath him, seeking the place inside the mortal that would have him screaming in pleasure. Probably end up waking up all the other Vampires, and worry Kezkel to no end no doubt, but what did he care? He was getting the blond that he had wanted since he had first laid eyes on him.

Katsu screamed in pleasure as that spot was found, then mercilessly pounded into repeatedly. Seth was indeed powerful, as he used some of his inhuman strength to assist him, his speed not giving Katsu time to think and barely the chance to realize that Seth was indeed moving. Seth was losing what little control he had as he thrust into the mortal and Katsu cried out in pain as he hit his head on the foot of the coffin. "Ow! Fuck!"

"Oh shit!" Seth said as he paused and scooted back enough that he could pull Katsu down with him. Katsu moaned as he was impaled each time he was pulled down with Seth. "Let's not do that again."

"Ya think!" Katsu said as he growled at Seth, rubbing his head. Seth snorted at him, then continued thrusting into the mortal. Katsu screamed and moaned forgetting about his injury, his climax begging to be let free. He reached down to stroke at his length, but Seth was quicker.

"Not yet!" He panted out as he pounded into the mortal. He was getting close, but not yet ready to end it. Instead he held Katsu's hands above the blonds' head as he continued, leaning down to kiss the mortal's lips. He was careful not to bite the boy, instead the two of them dueling it out with their tongues. Katsu making these little needy whimpers as he was slammed into almost brutally.

Seth made a trailed from the mortals mouth and down to his neck, instinct alone guiding him. Once Katsu's mouth was free he returned to cry aloud wantonly with screams and pleas for release. Seth wasn't to have that just yet; he was going to prolong the blond's cry's until night fall if he could. Nibbling Katsu's neck was great fun, the effort it took to keep from biting and the sounds he made between his capricious cries of need made it all worth while.

Seth felt his climax building up, and held it back for a short while. Using the hand that held the mortal's hands to brace himself up (Still holding Katsu's hands.), he reached between them, grabbing Katsu's need. He started out with a counter rhythm to his own powerful thrusts, this fingers sliding deftly over Katsu's passion. This sent Katsu into a frenzied lust, his pleading screams almost enough to Drive Seth over the edge.

Seth continued this for awhile not allowing the blond a chance to concentrate on having his release. Katsu begging and pleading as he couldn't focus enough to climax, his mind spinning with nothing but the pleasure he couldn't focus upon. Tears were streaming down his face as he cried and pleaded for release, begging it of the priest. Finally, after taking pity on the now sobbing mortal, Seth evened out his pace on the blond's need, allowing him to have his climax. Katsu screamed his release, using Seth's name.

Seth winced as the blond tightened around him and it didn't take him long to follow the mortal into the abyss of ecstasy. Biting into the blond's neck, drinking his life as he did so. As Seth finished emptying his seed into his lover, he also realized what he was doing and stopped, licking the wound. "Katsu, are you alright?" He asked as he gently eased himself out of the blond who moaned from under him. "Katsu?"

"Oh. . My ..." Katsu murmured as he lay there in a daze of confused, sated, lightheadedness. He took a few deep breaths trying to gain his bearings, he was on his back, his hands were now free and Seth was worrying over him. "That was. . . That was . . . Let me catch my breath and we'll do it again."

"Not in this coffin though." Seth chuckled as he watched Katsu, his eyes picking up every detail of the blond in the darkness. He could sense outside that the sun was just going down. No, they wouldn't be doing this again in his coffin, unless they were really that desperate to. "Soon we can do it in a bed, as the sun is setting and my Kindred Brethren awaken."

"Oh okay." Katsu said as he looked up into the darkness, unable to see Seth. He sighed dreamily, hoping he was looking at the priest as he noticed a pain in his neck. "You bit me?"

"It was an accident." Seth murmured, his voice was soft. "I couldn't help myself."

"It was a little love bite, nothing to fret over." Katsu murmured as he closed his eyes and promptly passed out. Seth sighed, chuckling lightly at that. Outside his coffin he could hear the others leaving their own sarcophagi. Here he was, completely naked and no way to get out (and get dressed!) without them seeing him. Especially when one knocked on his lid and asked if everything was ok. He sighed, this was going to be a tough one to explain, and he was still hungry!

"My Sire got Laid!" Kezkel was cheering out side and cat calling. "and Katsu got an ass pounding, La La La!!!" Kezkel was so in trouble when Seth got dressed and out of his coffin. From outside, "My Sire got ass, that's were Katsu got it, and he's going to be so~ BLUE!!!!!"

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"Father!" Kezkel skidded around the corner of the hallway, latching himself onto Seth. Kezkel was a bloody mess, painted red with some nameless persons life, and chunks of flesh still clinging to him from where he had ripped them to shreds. "Father, they want me to take a bath!"

"Well. . ." Seth said as a loss, a desperate look on his face. He could not deal with Kezkel the way Katsu could, the Necromancer the only one he knew who could talk to Kezkel on his own level. That didn't sound to good. "You have to get cleaned up so you don't look a mess."

"I don't like water!" Kezkel looked at him with a frown, his childish features in a pout as he stared up at the man he claimed as his Sire. He was scared to death of water, always had been, would never go near the stuff if he could help it.

"I know Kezzie, but if you really want," Seth thought quickly, "You can bathe in something else." It was all he could think of, he didn't know how Katsu got the Malkavian to bathe, but he always could. In fact he was the only one who could get Kezkel to do something when Seth couldn't.

"Can I bathe in the blood virgins then?" Kezkel asked seriously as he gazed up at Seth curiously.

"Not tonight, but you can change your robes and wipe that blood off before it dries." Seth returned sternly to the nutcase, his face a mask of seriousness.

"If it dries I'll just take a bath!" Kezkel said as he ran for it leaving Seth and his aid standing in the hallway looking as confused as ever.

"He didn't just say that did he?" Seth asked as he looked to the aid that was with him, who just raised his hands and shook his head.

"Forgive me, but that is my proof Malkavians are not liked." The young Neonate responded as he backed up a step. Seth sighed, obviously on the verge of screaming, killing or just having a mental break down.

"I wonder who he killed?" Seth said as he continued on his way as calmly as possible. He didn't know how Katsu did it, but he respected the man for it. Anyone who could survive Kezkel for a few days let alone a few weeks deserved every amount of respect a person could give. Seth had no idea what Katsu had put up with until now.

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Katsu was at his palace currently, after the other night's activity he had been rather and embarrassed and wanted to get away for a short while. And every time he passed one of the guards Seth had sent with him to ensure his safety, he knew his face was bright red. He knew he was being paranoid, but he swore they were all snickering behind his back as he limped by. He walked into his throne room, looking around carefully.

The place was still a blood splattered mess, trails of the red drying fluid all along the floor with his own bloodied foot prints from when he and Kezkel fled the Assamites. He walked up to the throne, next to it standing his scrying bowl still filled with blood that was congealing. He needed to add some wine to it and fresh blood.

Raising a few dead, he sent them to cleaning up the mess, one he sent on a mission to find a bottle of wine. With that in the works he took to his throne, sitting in boredom. He missed Seth already, but he had to insure his citadel was secure from all outsiders. In fact he had been raising the dead left and right since he arrived. He was tired and missed Seth.

He took the bottle of wine from the servant he sent to retrieve it, not bothering to look as he opened it. First he took a swig. . . Then a few more. Then he started pouring the wine into the scrying bowl, using one of his metal clad fingers to stir it with the congealing blood. He winced as something bit him, dropping the bottle to crash on the floor. It was teeth in his neck, much like Seth's had been, only they were much crueler. He whimpered as he head spun, his body becoming weak. He tried to call out for help, but it only came out as a slurred whisper before he fell into unconsciousness.

Katsu didn't hit the floor, instead the man behind him held him, smirking down at the blond who was unconscious in his arms. He licked his lips, tasting the blood he just drank, as sweet and strangely pure despite the fact the young man was so tainted with darkness and evil. He found it strange the High Priest had yet to turn him, but it was all right. He needed the mortal alive, to feel pain and suffering. He picked the young man up gently, and easily as he was larger and much stronger than the small boy. He glanced around, making sure none saw him as he slipped into the shadows with his precious burden. Kageshi had to ready a message before sending it to Seth of the Setites.

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Sometime later the guards come into the throne room to inform Katsu that his dinner was served and getting cold. The entered an empty throne room, with a broken bottle and the Zombies running on automated orders. The captain of Katsu's guard ordered the whole palace be searched, upon finding a path of Zombies that had been destroyed and the foul touch of an Assamite assassin, they knew who they were dealing with. The Captain of Katsu's guard sent word to Seth, intent on following as best he could to find Katsu before The High Priest had his head.

{I would Like to thank the child of the moon for the name Kageshi for the assassin, it was perfect. Purkle, Yes you would, but I may have to torment you anyways, Mwahahaha. Yes the smell of lemons, more head bumping, is it just me or am I tormenting that poor blond! I am! Wait till You people get to9 the scene with the tongue. ^_~ }