Thralls

Title: Thralls, chapter 19
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It hurt.

Graham gritted his teeth and fought to stay as still as possible. His hands fisted in the coverlet under him, most of his weight rested on the back of his shoulders and upper back. He wondered how this had worked out for Riley, how the other man managed to become aroused, and to orgasm while being fucked up the ass?

Riley had seemed to enjoy it, the act, after the first few minutes. He had moved with the vampire's motion, meeting the thrusts with his own, crying out, shivering with unfeigned pleasure. It had been arousing to see, be near. Graham was sure of it, it had been real, not faked. Why not him? He ground his teeth together, letting out an involuntary gasp of discomfort. He hated this. This hurt.

His breath hissed out as Angel thrust in deeper. He was unable to hold back a thin cry of distress. It burned inside of him, that probably wasn't good. It felt like it was going to do him some damage. Oh fuck, he didn't like this at all.

Angel had him in a strong grip, hands splayed over his lower back, elevating him, thumbs squeezing down, lifting his hips high, even as he tilted them. Positioning him to take the long, thick, member inside. Hot brown eyes burned with flecks of gold down into Graham's pained grey gaze. His eyes watered. He gritted his teeth together. He arched away from the thrust, despite his best intention to hold still and accept what he had to.

It did not feel good.

Riley reached out and took Graham's searching hand, seeing the grimace of pain. Their fingers meshed tightly, hurting, as the other man tried to find distraction of some kind. Riley watched, wondering what was going wrong. Why Graham seemed to be so uncomfortable. If he could do anything about it. Riley looked up, meeting Xander's wild and wary eyes. No help there. Riley turned his attention back to the two men coupling on the bed. A tremor tore through the tanned form of his friend, Graham letting out another forced moan of pain.

Graham was not aroused, his slight erection from the beginning had been lost long ago. His genitals lay soft and small on his belly. Maybe that was the place to start. Riley moved closer, lubed his hand and cautiously reached between the two bodies, to wrap his hand around Graham's penis. He closed his grip around the softness and....

Angel reared up, pulling out of the body beneath his, and struck out, hitting Riley square in the chest with his forearm, sending him flying into the wall behind the headboard. Riley hit with a smack and fell back to the bed, stunned, bouncing, trying to get his breath back after having it knocked out of him. Xander let out a little scream and cringed away to the foot of the bed, crouching there.

At least he had remained on the bed this time, Riley thought, it was a victory of sorts.

Angel whipped around eying the dark haired man, then back to Riley, snarled at them both. Then when they both stayed still, and lowered their eyes submissively, he turned back to Graham, who was laying curled up on his side, shaking.

Riley saw a trickle of red coming from his friend's body. Graham was bleeding! He drew in a sharp breath, getting a piercing look from the vampire in response. He lowered himself, achingly, to the mattress, hands at his sides, cursing the whole situation. He had to help Graham! Angel was going to go right back and try to fuck him...

Angel lifted his head, scenting the air, looking, and finding the blood trail. He went to his belly on the bed. Graham jumped when he felt the very unwelcome hands on his hips, but he didn't move out of the way. He lay stiff and waiting for more pain, not able to figure a way out of it. He was shaking. They all had to take some of this. Xander wasn't ready. It wasn't fair for Riley to be the only one. Graham swore to himself he would do his part. But, he didn't want to.

Angel moved closer, spreading Graham open, looking, nostrils flaring. He touched the blood, scented it. His fingers slipped in it, back to the tight hole. He ran his fingers over the pucker, stroking, more tenderly than he had been fucking the thrall. His fingers went in, with some resistance, and a hiss of pain. Angel shifted closer, spooning up behind the fit, brown body, upside down, so his knees were at Graham's shoulders, and vice versa.

Angel looked around, his eyes finding the tube, and he reached for it with one hand. Riley moved as the vampire fumbled with the slippery tube, and carefully took it, squirting a generous amount onto Angel's hand, ready to jump out of the way if Angel reacted negatively. Angel grunted, but made no move to hit him again, so Riley relaxed a fraction.

Then Angel applied the slick stuff to Graham. And two fingers slipped inside the man. With the knowledge he had acquired over centuries, Angel found what he was seeking, the bundle of nerves in the wall of Graham's rectum, and gently pressed it, mapping it's edges and contour, explored it. Graham let out a moan, not of pain, but of disbelief. What was this? It didn't hurt. It felt like..like sparks flying though his hips, and thighs, lodging deep in his belly, shivering there. Oh, shit. That was.....

He relaxed his taut thighs and shifted slightly, presenting himself more openly. Waiting. There, the touch again, rubbing...something. Sending bolts of excitement through him. He sighed. Held his breath, sighed again. God.

"Oooooh." A whispery sigh escaped him. Graham felt the hand come up to rest tight against his perineum, fingers as deep as possible in him. Angel fucked him carefully with those long, wide, strong fingers. Graham surrendered to his instinct to move, his hips undulating, offering. Better, so, so much better. He was growing hard. His cock filling and lifting.

A wet swipe across the bottom of his scrotum caught him entirely by surprise. Angel licked him again, then took his whole sack into a cool, moist mouth. Graham let out another cry, trembling, anticipating each long lick the vampire gave him, across his balls, and up his shaft, all the way to the tip. Then he was swallowed, all the way, to the root. Graham's whole body went stiff.

"God!" Graham keened aloud, teeth chattering, Riley lifted his head, relief flooding through him. Graham was not being hurt any longer. He had wiggled, until he lay mostly on his back, Angel crouching over him, hand between his legs, moving slowly in and out, fingertips pressing, just right, just...there. Graham threw his head back, into a straining arch, and Angel stopped moving, waiting for the urgency to pass.

When it had, when Graham was not in danger of coming too soon, Angel gently pulled his fingers out, and slicked himself. He cupped the smaller man's buttocks and lifted, bringing their bodies into alignment, and very carefully he applied pressure. The head of his cock slipped in, and Graham's body reacted, tightening. Angel paused, using tiny pulsing moves to enter the tight sheath, fraction by fraction, showing more patience and care than he had been capable of earlier, when the madness had gripped him.

Graham went absolutely still, anticipating pain, hoping against hope for more of the pleasure Angel had shown him was possible. The vampire loomed over him, big and broad, solid, in human guise, watching. Graham felt him sinking in, stretching him. The burn was back, but only a tiny bit, not overwhelming this time. Ten minutes and at last, Angel was in, to the hilt, sheathed as deeply as he could go, and Graham was not in pain, not screaming. It was...OK. He could do this. Take this.

Angel dropped his head, opened his mouth, and licked a broad stroke over the bud of one dark nipple. Then he sucked, nibbling at the bead. Pulling at it, while Graham panted, his hands flailing in the air, until Riley braved the vampire's wrath and grabbed it again. Angel sucked harder, drawing the nipple away from Graham's chest. Teasing it with gentle teeth, staying lodged deep inside the young man, unmoving.

Graham thrashed. Letting out short, moaning sounds, cries, as Angel suckled at him. One side then the other. Sensations that went right to Graham's gut, to his balls, driving him wild, his anus spasming around the thickness filling him to capacity. And that started a whole new wave of sensation, the tightening of his body around the erection buried in him. His own erection was filled with pounding blood, standing out from his body, throbbing with need.

Angel moved to his neck nuzzling, licking, nipping, then sinking fangs into the the sweat dewed skin. He drank, slowly, long, drawn out, sensual pulls at the fang marks. Not a feeding, more an adjunct to sex, that had the added benefit of nourishing him.

The vampire waited, immobile, waited...until Graham moved. Until Graham shifted his hips and squirmed, using his powerful legs to move the vampire's body. Then Angel moved as well, sliding in and out. Rocking them together, in perfect rhythm, striking and sliding over the bundle of nerves with each drawn out stroke. While Graham writhed under him. Clenched around him. While the man's body melted, all resistance gone.

"Angel..." a moan.

"Angel..." a gasp.

"Angel..." a cry.

"Angel..." a scream as long ropes of cum flew from Graham's cock, splashing them both. Cool fluid filling him as Angel released.

Angel smiled, feeling the power surging inside of him. The power of the thralls, his thralls. Filling him. He looked around finding the gaze of the one, Riley, fixed on him, wary. Seeing the hands of his thralls gripped tight. That he decided, was acceptable.

Then he looked for the other, for Xander. And found him at the end of the bed, off onto the floor, dark brown eyes visible over the edge, staring, clawed hands digging into the mattress, hanging on tenaciously. That was not acceptable.

"Come here," Angel growled.

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