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The Next in Line (private)
He had very little clue that his father was the king. Honestly, he had been enjoying his simple life, working as an assistant to a scholar. Organizing books was boring to him though. In a strange twist of fate, he could barely remember when rough hands grabbed him from behind. Celio's struggles were in vain. Not one set, but soon there were three sets of hands exploring his body, looking for that special something that told them that he was the next heir. Celio was going to make them pay for whatever they'd do. The small, scholarly boy of a man had a bit of a wicked temper to him. He had been restrained with his hands tied behind his back and his legs tied at his knees. Celio was blindfolded and kidnapped.
It took three days to get him back to the capital city. Celio's delicate features were worn to exhaustion. Unsurprisingly, the king's guards never bruised him no matter how mouthy he got. They didn't hit or scratch him at all. When they took off his blindfold, he was lying in a plush bed. The rough tunic he had been wearing was gone and now he wore the finery of a prince. Now unbound, Celio was playing with the corner of a pillow idly. "What if I don't like him?" He asked in a soft, accented (Italian) voice. "Well, you can do whatever you wish with him, Sire." An advisor told him. "Hmm." Celio walked towards the door. "Well, where is he?" The advisor motioned for Celio to follow him. Celio did, looking around him. Perhaps being the King would be good for him. Perhaps he could grow to love this new role. After all, he spent his days hating the laws that were brought forth. As far as appearances went, Celio was not a powerhouse of strength. He was far from it. While Celio was thin, he was more on the slightly muscular side. After all, walking around with books all day did that to a person. Celio was tall and held an olive complexion. In a different life, he was born a gypsy. There was a large gap in time where he didn't know what had happened or he shut it out. From the time when he had met the scholar to now, he was a very different person. The child had grown into a young man with short, curly hair and pale blue eyes. His face was an oval shape, giving him a slightly effeminate appearance, but his body was clearly masculine. The advisor was calling for the one that was handed to Celio. What was it that Celio would do? Celio looked around him. It was like he was getting a pet. |
Dracul was not at all please when he sens the barrier regain it's strength for it meant he had to suffer through yet another lifetime of servitude to a mortal. Dracul sighed as he waited in his Chambers, he looked around his room, which was built upon his capture, the walls had runes etched into them to prevent him from using his powers, these very runes where also etched intl every wall of the castle to prevent Dracul from escaping or killing. Dracul was not treated so poorly as one might think, he was given a nice pillow bed, was given the same food the King was served and also donned a somewhat royal looking loincloth, which was all he wore as he refused to diminish his demonic nature by wearing clothing that covered his body.
"I hope this one is foolish enough and let's me go...." Dracul growled as he banged his fist against the wall, he closed his eyes as he heard a knock on his door, he knew it was time to meet his new Master, not that he deserved to be called such yet. Dracul would assume based on the strength of the last King that the boy would at least amuse him if only for a little while, he would crouch down as he exited his chambers, that was the only issue with the castle for the Incubus, he was at the least seven feet tall, most humans where somewhere around five feet, six feet maximum. His entire body was covered in purple tribal markings, most of which told the story of his tribe which was hunted to extinction until he came along, being the last of his tribe he was captured and kept alive for human amusement. "I hope he at least presents me with a challenge." Dracul would smirk as he followed the mortal that guided him to his new owner, the male would blink as he crouched down again and ducked into the room the boy was in, once inside the boy was able to view his new 'pet'. His entire body was human in appearance except for his forearms and legs which where covered in scales, his horns where like a crown, having several that gave him a regal appearance, he looked down at the boy and crouch down to look directly into his eyes. Dracul's eyes would blink, they switch between yellow with a demonic slit for an iris to an emerald green with a normal human iris. "Well... You aren't what I expected..... How disappointing." Dracul would scoff, the boy would surely release him, he would not be able to handle the Incubus regardless of the fact that most of his powers have diminished due to his long imprisonment. Dracul would remain crouch down before the boy, wondering if he was even told how to control him, the adviser never was very good at his job. |
"Well... You aren't what I expected..... How disappointing."
The boy scoffed. He had his back turned to the Incubus as he entered. It seemed that this pair was going to start off hating one another. No matter. Celio was used to that sort of thing. After all, when one collected lovers like Celio, it was easy for him to make someone desire him. They would always be left wanting. That was Celio's usual method. However, this being was not someone that he could or would shoo away. When he turned to face the Incubus, he seemed to be inspecting him. The Incubus was a lot taller than him. Celio was right where he was expected to be, between five and six feet tall. The creature may use his height and obviously larger stature to intimidate him, but Celio was not impressed. He was unsure of how to handle the creature, so he handled him rather roughly. "I don't believe we've met, creature." The new King spoke with the confidence that was always just boiling over the surface. "I am your new master." He knelt down in front of the Incubus and he gently ran a hand through his hair. "Now, this was your free shot at being disrespectful." His voice was soft. "I may be just a boy in your eyes, but you haven't seen anything yet. There has been no other king like me." Those icy blue eyes moved to the Incubus's scales. "I have plans for you." He stood, petting the demon's head. "What is your name?" |
Dracul would listen to the boy and smirk, maybe he would be some sort of entertainment, hopefully more so then his Father was. The Demon's eyes would widen as he felt the human's hand roam through his hair as he spoke, his nostrils would flare and exhale smoke that smelled of fire and brimstone. Dracul would smirk as he listened to the male further, "Let us hope so. I would hate to be disappointed." he would speak lowly as his tail would thump against he ground as the boy would pet him.
Dracul would then kneel before his new Master as he spoke, "My name is Dracul, Young Master." he said respectfully, although he was not at all pleased the boy was here, he guessed another lifetime wouldn't be so bad. The Demon would smirk, maybe if he got lucky this one would be foolish enough to start a war and die in battle, then he could finally be free once more to do as he pleased. However only fate could decide, as he was bound to the castle and more importantly the King that dwells within it's walls, his powers where limited to his most basic regeneration and healing abilities. Dracul would then notice the male inspecting him, he knew the boy would be curious, after all only those in the castle have ever seen Dracul in the past six hundred years. The Demon would look into his new Master's eyes as he spoke, "And what will you have me address you as, Young Master?" he said rather gruffly. Most of Dracul's previous Masters had certain names they wished to be addressed by, so naturally he would wish to know what this boy wanted to be called. |
Celio relaxed for a moment. His eyes were still upon Dracul. He continued to pet Dracul lovingly. All of his motions were tender towards the Incubus. For now. That was until he said that he hated to be disappointed. "Oh, trust me. I hate to be disappointed as well, but for some reason, I foresee that in our future." His voice was low, giving off an ominous tone. Dracul should be careful.
Despite his young age, there was much more that Celio knew about the whole relationship between master and his slave/servant/pet. Celio smiled warmly. "My name is Celio, but you will call me Young Master. I will refer to you by name once you are able to respect me properly." He shook his head. "How long have you been in this castle?" Celio walked around Dracul's room. It was a nice room, comparable to his own. He paused, standing just next to Dracul's tail. "I've never seen a creature such as yourself." No, not even in the gypsy camps. Not even at the scholar's libraries. And, strangely, not in the slave markets where he spent a good portion of his life. He knelt down and ran his finger along Dracul's tail. "Interesting. What purpose does this serve?" He asked after Dracul finished speaking. "No matter. I enjoy you. Or, I will. Tonight is my first night here. I believe that we can grow together in the evenings to come. It will be fun. Don't you agree?" |
Dracul would listen to the boy as he spoke, he let out a low growl at his tenderness, it was something his kind did not accept unless from a Mother and that was rare as kindness was a sign of weakness that got you killed before your tenth birthday. Dracul would blink as he nodded in acceptance, "As you wish Young Master." he said as he listened to the boy's next question, "I've been here for over 600 Hundred Years, I was even being held here when they were still finishing this Castle." he said softly to the boy.
Dracul would watch as the male looked around Dracul's room, he took little comfort in thing given to him by the human's of the Castle, he only accepted gifts from his King and only because he had no choice in the matter. Dracul would pause as he listened to the male, "My kind lives during the night, when most mortals are asleep. We did not take kindly to your kind endlessly expanding your Empires into our territories. So as penance each time we would lure young men and women, whichever our preference was, and have sex with them until we drained all of their life energy." he said softly, "However we never expected you to hunt us to extinction until only I was left. Instead of killing me however your Leader, or as you call him your first 'King' decided to keep me alive. I know not why, but I can only assume he wished to torture me without having to lift a finger." he growled a bit before calming himself once more. Dracul would blink as Celio would walk around before kneeling and running a finger along his tail and ask his next question, "It serves many purposes. The main purpose is to keep my body balanced, however I can use it in battle as a whip and I can also use it to pick up various objects and people to use as weapons or by tightening my grip I can choke them to death. When it comes to more, sexual purposes, I guess you can muster up some idea of what it can do." he said which a chuckle. Before Dracul would finish he heard the male dismiss his previous question, he paused as the male went on to speak. Darcul was unsure of how he felt, the boy was not like the other Kings he had met, he was curious and rather intelligent, but that was probably because he was born outside of this Castle, it seemed that if you where born and raised in the castle the Advisers probably only taught them basic English and got a trainer would teach them how to fight hand to hand or with a weapon. Dracul would nod in agreement, "I think we will have a somewhat tolerable time together, you have already peeked my interest. You weren't born in this Castle like all the other Kings, you learned all you know on your own and it appears you know more then what they would teach you if you where born here." he said with a smile as he moved in, mere inches from Celio's face, "I hope you can continue to intrigue me." he would give the boy a genuine smile, something he did not do often. |
The boy would look up at Dracul with very little malice in his eyes. For once, he had a purity about him that someone who had yet to see the true form of corruption held. Celio was young, but Dracul was right. He wasn't dumb. This definitely made him different from the others who ruled before him. There had never been a boy born into a gypsy caravan, sold as a slave and found working for a scholar that has become king.
"The coronation is tomorrow. We'll be having a lot of fun." The boy offered a wink. "I want to see what you can do. Show me what you've got. Maybe I can share a trick of my own." Celio left offering Dracul another flirtatious wink. The next day was full of boring ceremonies and speeches full of stumbling words. By the time night fell, Celio was making his way to Dracul's chamber. He knocked on the door once, then slipped into the room as though he was trying not to be noticed. The adviser was after him once more, wanting him to try on new clothing. "Good evening." Celio greeted Dracul quietly. "Let's see if you can earn the privilege to have your name spoken from my lips." |
Dracul would smirk at the boy's confidence, it was oddly refreshing to see someone so cocky compared to the usual dull and gray individuals found in this castle. Dracul would roll his eyes as the boy winked at him, the kid surely was different, he just hoped the boy would continue to surprise him and not disappoint him.
The day of the coronation, Dracul was confined to his Chambers, the castles occupants and guards didn't want Dracul to scare the citizens that would offer their new King tributes and gifts. Dracul would remain in his Chambers, covered in a large purple silk blanket, he would stare at the wall and wait for the day to be over. Dracul would shuffle a bit as he sat up and stared at Celio, he pushed the blankets off of him and stood before walking over to the boy, he would reach behind Celio and lock the door from the inside as he smiled, "If that is what you wish Young Master." he said softly. Dracul was not one to wait, especially when it came to sexual pleasures, he would grin as Celio would suddenly feel himself with his pants and underwear around his ankles. Dracul would kneel down and his tongue would slip from his mouth and slowly begin to slide along the boy's genitals, wrapping around his testicles as his mouth would find it's way to the boy's shaft, taking it into his mouth with ease as he look up at Celio, wondering if the boy expected such sudden action. Dracul would enjoy the taste of his virgin King, the demon always enjoyed the first time for all of his previous Masters, but he knew he would enjoy Celio the most as he probably knew a lot more then then Dracul would think. |
The locking of the door caused the boy to crane his neck towards it. Perhaps he was asking for more than he could chew? No, it was the uneasiness of his past creeping up on him at a most inopportune time. It was not time to show Dracul his own weakness. Celio's pride wouldn't allow it. The suddenness of Dracul's actions caused a light gasp escape from his lips.
His back pressed against the wall as Dracul's tongue made contact with his now exposed genitalia. A soft moan escaped his lips and his hands pressed back against the wall. Why was he acting like this? This felt so right to him. Confidence returned and he tilted his head slightly. It would be easy to say that Celio was surprised by Dracul's "interesting trick". Slowly, those icy blue eyes closed and one hand made its way toward the back of Dracul's head. He rested it there. No, he was not quite a virgin to sex. He was not used to being able to do as he wished. This freedom, the feeling of rebellion drove him further. Gently, his hips moved towards Dracul's lips, thrusting ever so gently so as to not choke the demon. After all, it was awkward to choke a partner. The demon's tongue, his warmth. It all felt so right. He felt the need now to have the incubus as his own. What would he gain from this partnership other than the sex? He had to figure that out. |
Dracul would open his eyes as he felt Celio's hand rest behind his head, he let out a low growl, but he knew this would all go much smoother if he let the boy have some leniency this one time. The Demon would blush faintly as he felt the boy thrust his hips gently, something he was sure to, but wished the boy would remember he was a demon of lust, he could swallow a horse without choking. Dracul would move his hands to slide up the boy's shirt, letting his fingers tease and pinch his nipples as he continued to suck on his member, he was pleased at least by the boy's length, he was bigger then his Father already and he still had room to grow.
Dracul would suddenly pull away and slide the shirt over Celio's head before placing it to the side before he began to trail his serpentine tongue along the boy's abs before making their way to the boy's nipples, swirling around them as he would growl. Dracul would then stand and press his chest against Celio's as he smirked, "Tell me what you desire Young Master and I will do whatever you wish." The Demon would glide his nail over the seam of the boy's sac and up the underside of his member, Dracul would grin awaiting his Master's first order. Although Dracul already knew of the boy's true desire, he wanted Celio to make the order for him to do it. |
The only thing working against Celio was the fact that he was clueless to the demon's capabilities. When he realized that he was not choking Dracul, his pace increased. Finger traveled up the soft flesh of his own chest and pinched the very sensitive nipples on his body. Celio shook with the shock of a sudden pinch of pain. His back collapsed against the wall. Sliding down the rough wall, he uttered a quivering moan.
That shirt he wore, the one that was picked out for him, was pulled over his head and the demon went to work. His tongue performed its duty to pleasure the young King's shamefully unsure body. When Celio's mind came back to reality from the primal world of just sensations, he stared at Dracul with a vividly clear look. He wanted Dracul, but he wanted to explore Dracul. Dracul's fingernails against his sac, across his member, it was all adding up to something. That something was him. Celio's tongue moved across his lips. His member was erect and arousal filled his voice with lustful, deep tones. "I wish to explore your body. I want to finish this. Mmm..." He bit down on his lower lip. Both of his hands moved to pull Dracul towards him and his hips ground against the demon's. |
Dracul would listen to Celio speak, he would smirk as he understood what the boy wanted, he wanted more then just to simply 'get off' and leave, he wanted to see what Dracul could handle so he knew what he could do to keep each encounter unique. The demon was suspicious however, curious of if the boy was ready to take him, his worries went away once he felt Celio pull him close and their hips would grind against each other.
Celio was so adorable and so eager, it was somewhat refreshing to his last Master, not that they did much as he was on his death before for like a month. Dracul would smile as he pressed his chest against Celio's and grinned, he took the boy's hand and move it down his his groin making the boy feel his member. Dracul knew he probably won't be dominating the boy this soon, but he wanted him to feel his member, unlike his own Dracul's member was thicker so it was heavy in the boy's hand, while his girth was a key factor his length was nothing to scoff at either, which was why he rarely ever got to be Dominate with the past kings. Dracul would start to huff a bit, letting Celio know the demon was pent up and eager to please him if it meant release for the both of them. The demon would speak once more as his hands move to cup the boy's smooth rear, giving the round firm cheeks a squeeze in his powerful grip, "If you wish to explore, do so now. Run your hands over my body, feel ever inch of me... I am yours to do with what you wish." he would say softly into the boy's ear as he chuckled. |
Now the question was whether or not Celio could even take another. He had some experience in taking another, but it was not often. He never had a relationship per se, just different "arranged meetings". However, Dracul presented a realm of possibilities. A normal relationship was not exactly something that could come out of their partnership.
Dracul grabbed his hand and placed it around his impressively sized member. He was big. Celio felt heat color his cheeks. The weight, the length, everything was impressive to Celio. Perhaps this wasn't such a bad thing. After the demon whispered in his ear, Celio replied with a similar eager sounding huff. Dracul was larger than any other person he had ever been with. It was definitely worth blushing about. He moved his head down slightly towards Dracul's neck. His hand remained on Dracul's member, stroking him. The boy's tongue trailed down Dracul's neck, suckling lightly against the flesh. Slowly, he moved. His back slid down the rough wall as his tongue made its way slowly from Dracul's neck to his shoulder, where his teeth gently grazed against his flesh. His other hand moved, remaining at Dracul's hip. |
Dracul would open his eyes wide in surprise as he felt Celio stroke his member in his hand as his tongue trailed down the demon's neck, suckling lightly on his flesh. Dracul never had before felt such a simple action send shivers down his spine before, this boy was definitely something else, something far better then his past partners.
Dracul was unsure of what to do with himself, but in this current situation he opted to remain still and let the boy go about his business until he spoke once more to him. The demon hiss and began to pant as he felt the boy's skillful tongue move down from his neck to his shoulder, the boy's teeth gently grazing against his skin. Dracul let out a rather aggravated groan, the boy was certainly teasing him and it was surely working, his member began to throb and grow hard in Celio's hand. Dracul would watch as the boy slowly made it way down the demon's body, he knew what the boy was up to, at least in theory he did. Dracul would feel Celio's hand move to his hip, his tongue would unravel from his mouth as he let out a pleased growl from his mouth. |
One of the things about being a king is that one finds themselves to be perfectly groomed. Celio was one of those and it took some getting used to. Being able to gently run a perfectly manicured finger along Dracul's member as his lips made their way to his nipples, down his body again. Celio knelt down on the floor. This would be the only time the king would kneel and that was to reward his pet for being patient.
His lips parted and he began sucking on Dracul's member. Honest blue eyes stared upwards at the incubus. The shyness that he felt disappeared. They both had needs. He wanted to satisfy the needs for himself and his pet. As he continued sucking, his hands gripped the demon's tail, curious about what his pet would feel. Celio's eyes were closed. He was at work, after all! His body swayed with the motions he was making. More of Dracul's length was being taken into the boy's mouth, down his throat. Ah, he knows it isn't your first time. Work it like you've been taught. Work it like you know what you are doing. It was strange, the voice that was a memory, telling him these things. One of his hands moved from Dracul's tail. Thin fingers massaged the elder's sac. He won't break. He lives for these things. When are you going to take charge, boy? Satisfy your urges, too. The memories taunted him and strangely, Celio was very much aroused. He did have needs. |
Dracul would tilt his head back as he felt the boy's gentle llips make their way to his nipples before once more traveling down his body. The demon would hiss a bit as he felt the boy's manicured finger running along his length, which hardened and throbbed with every growing second. Dracul would look down as the boy knelt down before him at long last, he grinned as he began to prod the the boy's memories. Although Dracul's abilities were limited, this was a passive ability, giving him the power to enhance his partners memories of any sexual activity and prey on them.
Dracul's thoughts would disturbed as he felt Celio's lips part to take his length, he hissed a bit as he felt the boy's soft lips slowly engulf his member. The demon would huff softly, as he felt the boy grab hold of his tail, he looked down at the boy, grinning at his eagerness, but he could still sense the boy was holding back. Dracul would tilt his head to the side as he went on to probe at Celio's mind once more, forcing all the memories to the surface, once he felt his Master's hand release his tail and move to message his sac, he knew it was working. Dracul would smile, although at this moment it was all about him, he wasn't as selfish as people thought, once he felt the boy began to take more of his length down his tight throat Dracul's tail would move between the boy's legs and slide between the firm round cheeks of the boy's rear. Dracul would smirk as he did remind the boy his tail had many uses and he was about to show one of them. With Celio's lips occupied with sucking off his pet, Dracul's tail would prod against the boy's tight hole before gently pushing it's way inside of him, every inch that went in would slowly pull out before pushing right back in. |
Dracul seemed to invade the boy's mind, taking charge of what he was thinking of. Frankly, not every sexual encounter he had was undesirable. Most of them became desirable in due time. He did move back slightly to catch his breath. It would be a shame if the King died while sucking off his pet. He looked up for a moment, then went back to work.
Voices again assaulted Celio's mind. Voices that came from the past cheered him on, as though he was right where he started. You're doing well. You know how to work a man. You've always been my favorite. Put your head right here and look up at me. Celio paused, moving back. Dracul's tail moved between his legs. One of his hands moved from Dracul's body to the floor to keep himself stable. The other one moved against Dracul's thigh. When the tail entered him, he pulled his head back and uttered a loud moan. No matter how many times this would happen, it always hurt. The boy slowly relaxed. Yes, you should know by now to relax your body, though I do love those little screams of your's. I'm not paying you to stop working. Celio's head returned back to where he was, sucking on Dracul's member. He began licking Dracul's tip while the stabilizing hand was now stroking himself. Now it felt like the way it always did and some habits died hard. |
Dracul would grunt and hiss as he felt how tight Celio was, his tail would continue to slide in and out of the boy's tight hole as looked down at the boy, loving good he was at sucking him off. The demon was pleased when he watched one of the boy's hands move to the floor as the other move his his thigh to balance himself. Dracul would continue to invade his Master's mind, going deeper and deeper, he found several juicy memories, however none of them where what he wanted the boy to remember, so instead of preying on them he devoured them, adding them to his power as limited as it was.
Dracul would push the better memories forward, although none of the boy's memories seemed to be very good, these where much better then the others he had just devoured and freed the boy from. Dracul then noticed the boy stroking himself, normally he would be upset, but he still was unsure of his place with Celio. The boy seemed to enjoy being the bottom, but the last time Dracul thought that the king stunned him with the runes on his body and revoked the demon the pleasure from their next two encounters. Dracul would slowly remove his tail and pull his member from his mouth as he hissed, the cool air hitting his moist hot cock as it throbbed, the demon smirked as he swiftly picked up the boy and without warning laid him on his back. The demon would then crawl up between the boy's legs and grabbed his thighs before lifting them up sliding his tongue over the boy's plump round cheeks, he grinned as he slide his tongue into the tight pucker, as he did this one of his hands would move to slowly stroke Celio's cock as the other would caress his smooth porcelain skin of his chest. Dracul's tongue would travel deep inside the boy, deeper then anything the boy has every experienced in his life, the demon wanted to make his own memories with Celio, something he usually never wanted to do before now. Dracul would go on, swirling his tongue inside of the boy's tight hole as his hand caressed his heaving chest as his other hand began to push Celio's member against his crotch and rub it with the palm of his hand. The demon would then pull away from licking the boy's hole, he would then look up at Celio before crawling on top of the boy and began to grind his own member against Celio's. Dracul would pant as he stared into his Master's eyes, "So... Do you want me to claim you, or do you want to claim me?" he said softly, he continued to grind against the boy attempting to get a rise out of him and more importantly an answer. |
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