Reluctant Kitten

Reluctant Kitten 1/?

Authors; Arokka and Gracelessone

Disclaimer; Vlad is Arokka's, Riley is Joss', Anitaverse belongs to L.K. Hamilton... Please don't hurt us?

Notes; This is a joint progress between myself and my esteemed partner-in-naughtiness Gracie, please enjoy and as usual. => Feedback greatly appriciated! ^^

***

Vladimir Bane took his time getting ready to go out. He had a few days to take care of his next target and the assassin decided to relax for an evening. His target was an interesting one, he supposed... a Marine. One of the soldiers from the failed Initiative project... and it was those very people that wanted him dead. It seemed Finn had been a favorite of Maggie Walsh’s and knew too much. Vlad hissed at the thought of the Project... being a Were-panther himself, he didn’t particularly like the idea of humans running experiments on demons and Lycans. He had learned all he could about the project, calling in favors and making deals. Riley Finn was definitely a liability for the few remaining members of the Initiative... and that’s what Vladimir did best. Remove liabilities, quickly and efficiently. If the money was right he could care less who hired him.

He kitted up with a few daggers, a wooden one among them. Even though he wasn’t actively working tonight he wouldn’t dream of going out with less. Tight black leather pants and a deep green silk shirt completed his outfit. Vlad stretched as he walked out the hotel suite, and then wandered down to his new pretty car. Enjoying the powerful purr of the engine, he headed out into the traffic, not looking for anything in particular at the moment... Except possibly something to eat.

~*~*~*~

Riley Finn roamed from room to room in his small apartment. He took a shower then unpacked everything, which wasn’t much. He had been stationed here in LA a week ago, supposedly still active duty but without any assignment. Ry figured his ‘assignment’ was to be watched carefully and to keep his mouth shut... or get dead real fast. His body was exhausted from travelling and his mind was spinning with questions. Pushing all thought away he stretched out on the couch and started to doze.

...It was dark. Blackness suffocating him... then Walsh was behind him whispering against his neck... dark secrets that he never wanted to know, and she was pressing bits of sharp metal into him, everywhere she could reach...

Light, a rapid shift into a blindingly white room... glass for one wall... a cell. He was inside a cell... but not alone. There were vampires in with him... and someone was outside the glass taking notes. Buffy walked by, looked in at him and smiled that perky smile of hers. She told him she had to go slay something but she would be back for him when she found time... Riley tried to beg her not to go... but she didn’t seem to hear him... then the first vamp bit...

He was naked... stripped bare by this nightmare in every sense of the word. The first bite was on his thigh, sharp teeth piercing the femoral artery and making him scream... first in pain... then the numb feeling set in... he was floating, high and loose. Now there were two at his neck, one on each side, drinking from him, making everything go away except for the hardness of his cock.

Vampires everywhere, drinking from his fingertips, his legs, everywhere... then there were just two. Walsh and Angel... Walsh flashed her fangs at him... “I’ve always loved you, you were always my best soldier... you never saw me... but now I can just *take* what I want...”

She plunged her hand into his chest... pulling out his heart. It was made of meinstinstead of flesh, wires and circuits covered in blood and gore. It didn’t hurt... he was still floating, drugged and calm and content. Until Angel kneeled between his legs.

“You always wanted this... I could smell it on you, even when you were fighting me...” The vampire sank his teeth into the vein on the underside of Riley’s cock... he cried out in pain-pleasure and....

....woke up.

The front of his pants were sticky from the orgasm he’d had in his sleep and he cleaned up. Mechanically. Robotically. Not thinking about *anything*... He started to pace... sat down on the couch... got up and paced again... The walls were closing in on him... he had to get out of here.

Riley wandered aimlessly until he wasn’t sure where he was or where the apartment was... Lost and didn’t want to be found. He walked until he felt like he couldn’t take another step. It was getting dark. He passed a diner and the smell of food made his stomach growl, so he backed up and went inside. Getting a booth by the front windows he ordered the first thing he saw on the menu and ate without tasting it. Just as he was finishing a man stopped beside his table.

~*~*~*~

The Lycan hummed slightly as he slowed the car, waiting for a red light to turn and blinked as he spotted a familiar face in the window at a diner less than thirty feet away through the darkening twilight. He smirked, ignoring the other cars - not that there were all that many at that particular moment - and shifted gear, smoothly making a u-turn onto the small parking lot by the neat-looking little place. He got out of the car, locked it, and fairly prowled into the diner, eyes locked on Finn, the assassin stopped next to the booth, taking in the mans scent and look. "This seat taken?" he purred, catching the soldier’s attention.

Riley sighed and looked up to tell the guy to get lost but his words died in his throat when he got a glimpse of his eyes. The pupil’s were cat-slit... not human. Well it *could* be contacts but... this creature was screaming ‘predator’ to every one of Riley’s senses. He gave a little wave towards thet act across from him and waited to see what would happen.

Vlad smirked slightly as he sank down in the opposite seat, keeping eye-contact with Finn while he did so, the Lyfoldfolded his arms on top of the table, tilting his head to the side and waited for a few seconds before letting grey eyes flicker down toward a half-shown bite scar on Riley's arm. "You looking for someone who does stuff like that?" he murmured, no blame or condescension notable in his voice as he continued to look at the healed mark.

Riley flushed and looked down, “Bastard.” He hissed at the... guy across from him. He was about to tell him to fuck off but... the feelings from his dream slammed back into him. He leaned back and crossed his arms over his chest.

“Maybe. You know of any place like that?”

The 'panther leaned forward slightly and reached out, gently trailing a finger over the scar before looking up at Riley. He smirked, flashing a bit of fang, having allowed his canine's to lengthen just a bit. "I might," he purred. "What's yer name, saseko-chan?" the assassin asked, gambling that the other man didn't any any Japanese, or at least not enough to understand what he'd just said.

It was insulting, the way this guy was looking at him, touching him... he got goose-bumps from the slight touch and his cock twitched. Riley jerked away and almost growled.

“Finn. Who the hell are you?”

The Lycan smirked as he caught the light scent of arousal coming from the soldier and deliberately reached out and caressed the scar again. "If ya need to call me anything, call me Shi," he said, leaning back against the seat, choosing not to touch the other man for the moment. "Want to go to a club?" he asked, tilting his head to the side, looking at Riley.

...Shi? Riley wondered what that meant for a moment, and then decided he didn’t really care. The question was... did he want to do this? (need it) No... no he wasn’t--couldn’t do this. He had lost control, yes... but he hadn’t dropped that far... had he? Just as he was getting ready to tell Shi to go fuck himself, one slim fingered hand stretched across the table, fingers with claw tips... Ry started to pull away but Shi scratched along an old bite scar... and Riley moaned. The Lycan smirked.

“I’ll take that as a yes. Come on then, saseko-chan, I know *just* the place.”

Riley swallowed hard, dropped some money on the table and followed him out the door.

Vlad smirked to himself as he led the confused man to the rental car, delighting in the scent of arousal and denial surrounding the soldier, sliding into his seat after Riley had sunk down in the passenger seat. The Lycan tried to remember which address the vamp club his informant had said the really good gossips hung out at as he started the car and turned out onto the street. "Hope ya don't mind music," he murmured flicking the radio on, tuning to a station he'd heard would play fun songs. He smirked ever so slightly, glancing at Finn as the chorus to 'My gift to you' started playing.

~Your throat, I take grasp
Can you feel the pain?
Then your eyes roll back
Can you feel the pain?
Love racing through my veins
Can't you feel the pain?
Your heart stops beating ~

Riley winced at the song lyrics and tensed, but Shi grabbed his hand and pulled it into his lap. Just as Riley was about to yank his arm away Shi’s fingers morphed into claws and he started to draw little circles of pain-pleasure around the old bites.

“Wh--why are you doing this?”

Shi just winked at him and dug a claw in deep right at the center of a bite on the inside of Ry’s elbow. The man moaned and shifted in his seat. He was getting hard. His mind flashed back to the dream... Angel between his legs, sucking on his cock, the sharp pain of fangs making him come. He moaned again, lost in sensation and closed his eyes.

He almost whimpered when Shi stopped but choked it back. They had pulled into a parking lot beside a plain looking building.

~*~*~*~

Vlad prowled into the rather hidden club, the soldier trailing behind him. The Lycan looked around with hooded eyes, taking in the vampires and the humans. He confidently walked over to the bar, the dark silk shirt and the glossy black leather pants he wore shimmering in the vague lighting in the room. After ordering a plain vodka he leaned back against the bar, watching Riley to see what he would do.

Riley was much more subdued that Vlad, he wanted to turn and run. Just get the hell out of here but... he d byd by the door of the club... he needed this... just once... just this once... When he was bumped from behind, he shook himself out of his thoughts and headed to the bar, standing next to Shi and ordered a beer.

The bartender leered at him when he sd hid him...

"Better not have anything stronger than that... there are some... picky eaters here." He laughed and went to the other end of the bar.

Riley blushed bright red. He didn't know this crowd, didn't know this club. No one here knew he was (used to be) the Slayer's boyfriend... He was just another addict looking for the thrill of the bite. He shook his head, humiliated by the thought of being food, and stood up to leave. Before he could go anywhere Shi gripped his arm and tugged him down onto the bar stool.

“Relax, Riley... you’re among... friends.” He smiled wickedly and drawled the last word out into a purring-growl.

"Yeah... listen to your friend; you can't leave now... you'll miss the party..." A vamp has sat down on the other side of Finn and was pressed against the blond’s back. He stroked the side of Ry’s neck then pulled his collar down, exposing an old bite mark.

"Ohh it's been a while for you, hasn't it? What you're looking for is in the back... come on, I'll...*escort* you."

As the male vampire led Finn toward the back of the club Vlad emptied his half-full glass and followed them. A wd smd smile growing on his lips as he fingered the slender wooden dagger tucked into the lining of his pants, barely visible.

The vamp was big, tall blond hair, looked a little like his drill sergeant from boot. They reached a dimly lit back room and he pushed Ry up against the wall. "How do you want to *do* this baby?" The vamp thrust his hips against Riley.

"I-I...I wanna sit." Riley managed to choke out.

He was dropped in a chair and the vamp reached down and ripped his shirt open. Seeing the old scars he, hmm'ed in delight. "Oh you're experienced... this is gonna be *fun."

The Lycan stealthily followed the pair and leaned against the wall beside the not quite shut door, listening to the quiet conversation. He suppressed a snicker as the Me mie missed the... sub-text in the question. Vlad pulled the wood-dagger and studied it as he waited for the scent of blood and pheromones to reach his nose.

Riley tensed when the vamp unbuttoned his jeans. "No no... don't... don't do that." But his protests died away as the vamp bit into his chest, surrounding his nipple with a ring of pain. The vampire started to lick and suck at the blood flowing out, and Riley's nipple hardened. The combination was... good.

Vlad licked his lips as he caught the scent of blood. Risking a peek into the room he noted the vampire's ministrations and Finn's reactions to them. With a small smirk he continued to watch, waiting for the perfect moment to... interrupt.

Riley was floating, the combination of pain and pleasure sending him out of his head... which was where he desperately wanted to be... Mike the vampire was on his knees in front of Ry now... he smirked up at him as he opened his pants and Riley cried out as Mike broke the skin on his cock, sipping gently from the vein.

Vlad silently stepped into the room, pulling the door closed and locking it, and then he took the few needed steps forward to reach the vampire and tapped him on the shoulder.

Mike looked up in confusion from the delectable piece of meat he'd been sucking on and nigh started as he met the decidedly non-human cold grey eyes of the man standing next to him. "What the hell do you want!?" he snarled, starting to rise.

The Lycan smirked and, before the vamp could react, buried the blade in his heart and effortlessly tossed him into the corner the furthest away from the dazed Marine. Still smirking he turned to Finn, 'tsk'-ing slightly. "Such a bad boy the little soldier is," he murmured, leaning down, kissing him savagely, not caring in the least if he hurt Riley.

All of sudden the pleasure was gone, the pain was gone, he wanted to scream at the loss but then his mouth was being possessed... ravaged... he tried to push whoever this was away but--he opened his eyes only to see Shi... he was inhumanly strong. He whimpered and let the Lycan control him.

Still kissing the man he tangled his fingers through Riley's hair and tugged roughly on it, forcing the soldier to tilt his head backwards and expose his throat. "Such a bad boy," Vlad murmured, trailing his jaw with harsh bites. "Wanna be a good boy, Finn?" he whispered, straddling the sitting mans hips, nuzzling his ear.

"Fuck y-y-you....Get off me." Riley tried but couldn't move the creature in his lap." What the fuck are you anyway?"

Vlad smirked, raising his head to meet Riley's look. "Don't you mean; Get you off?" the 'panther answered, teasingly licking the Marine’s lips. "As to what I am... wouldn't you like to know?" he murmured before, slithering down Riley's body and engulfing his rock-hard cock in his mouth before the man could react properly, and teased him with sharpening canines as he sucked.

"Fuck!" Riley tried to kick out but sharp claws were piercing his thighs. He held still, trying not to enjoy this. He was losing blood... not enough to be dangerous... but enough to make him light-headed. The creature between his legs sucked hard and slid a hand down between his legs, pushing a clawed finger against his opening. Riley gasped, dying for breath it seemed... spots swirled in front of his eyes as he exploded into orgasm.

Vlad eagerly swallowed the come and let the softening cock slip from his mouth while he roughly continued to prepare the dazed soldier. He smirked, deftly removing his own pants as he continuously stroked Riley's prostate, licking the wounds he'd made with his claws and enjoying the warm blood.

Ry's head was spinning. He could feel the creature... (kitty, nice kitty) touching him, spreading his legs open and pushing fingers inside him. A sharp pain shot through him...

"No, no... hurts... stop..."

The Lycan paused, not removing his fingers, and scented the man’s skin. He blinked in confusion, which rapidly cleared as he realized that Riley's scent was... changing. "Don't worry, pet. You'll feel better soon," he murmured. He withdrew his fingers and spread Riley's thighs further apart before positioning his woefully neglected cock against the soldier’s entrance. Without hesitation he smoothly sheathed himself in the shivering body beneath him.

Riley cried out and grabbed hold of the slim shoulders and dug his nails in. It hurt, it really hurt... but it was changing... he felt full, gods so fucking full, then the cock inside him that spot and Ry was screaming... in pleasure. He arched up, pushing back against Shi. “Tell me--what... oh! What you are...” He gasped out.

Vlad smirked slightly, languidly rocking his hips and he slowly fucked the changing soldier. He leant forward and nipped softly along Riley's jaw then murmured; "Beg me to tell you, pretty, and I might consider it." He let his hand trail along the man’s well-muscled sides, biting back a small moan of pleasure.

Riley gasped for breath. He was being split in two... consumed... remade... he could feel his blood rushing through his skin. "not--not pretty. and I don't *oh god yes!* I don't... beg..."

"Such a bad boy," he murmured before biting down on his own tongue hard enough to draw blood. He paused his movements as he felt the coppery substance pool in his mouth until he had a mouthful. Then he stretched slightly and kissed Riley, rather messily as he let the blood pour into the others' mouth. At the same time he buried himself to the root in the younger man.

(Oh god, the taste...) somewhere in his mind he knew it was blood... knew he shouldn't taste it... shouldn't want to. "Yes... more...more..." More blood or more cock... he wasn't sure, but he wanted more... "More, please, more..."

Vlad moaned in mixed pain/pleasure as he savaged his own tongue again, kissing Riley deeply, letting him take the blood he so desired. The Lycan roughly grabbed the soldier’s waist, lifting him without breaking the kiss, moving so that he was leaning slightly backwards... and suddenly tipped backwards with a startled yelp, instinctively clutching Riley closer. This led to him dazedly looking up at the man straddling him as he had been unable to break his own fall.

Riley was falling, but suddenly arms were around him, holding him close. They hit the floor and Riley groaned as he sank down on the creature's cock... as deep as he could go.... He braced himself, and went to move off... away, but when he shifted he hit that spot deep inside him and all he could so was moan. He tried to hold himself still, but his skin felt like it was on fire. Hands grabbed his hips, lifting him up and then slamming him down. His cock wasd and and leaking and he wrapped his hand around it stroking, only to have his hips held in an iron grip, he cried out unable to move.

He mewled slightly as Riley clenched around him, claw-like nails digging into soft skin, piercing it and drawing drops of blood. Lowering Riley so that the man was seated firmly on his hips he reached up with one arm and pulled down his confused toy so that he could kiss him thoroughly. "Now, pretty toy, beg me to move," he murmured, smiling wickedly as he held Riley still.

"Fucking bastard." Riley managed to say, through the need... he was burning up. He pulled and shifted, but it only made the need worse. "Fuck... please...” He spoke through gritted teeth, the words pulled out of him. "Please... fuck me... move please... move damn you!"

"Good toy," he purred then smirked and pulled Riley off his cock in one smooth move, throwing the soldier onto his stomach beside him. Moving just as smoothly he was on his knees between the younger mans spread legs and slammed into him once more, securely holding his hips. The 'panther groaned at the feel of the exquisite heat surrounding him once more. "fuck... such a good, pretty, toy..." he whispered and roughly began to move, burying himself deeply in Riley with each stroke.

The begging was getting easier... just letting go... letting his need take control. "Please, gods please, *fuck* you're so deep inside me... feels like you own me... harder, please harder, touch me touch me *please*.." He babbled while he tried to get a hand down to his cock.

He growled, swatting Riley's questing hand away from its goal. "Behave, pretty," he panted, hand snaking down to the soldiers weeping erection, encircling it. He moved his hand in time with each stroke of his own cock; grip just a tiny bit too hard to be entirely comfortable on the unbroken skin and sending flashes of pain through the haze of pleasure when it passed skin broken by the vampire. "Come for me, pretty," he hissed just before burying his teeth in the junction of shoulder and neck of the Marine.

"I-I-I'm behaving! I ammmm.... *fuck* please please please" Riley was reduced to whimpers when Shi took hold of his cock. The words in his ear and the cock slamming into him along with sharp sharp teeth in his neck sent lines of fire down his spine and he came... harder than he ever had before... and the world faded to black.

Vlad mewled as he felt hot blood splash onto his tongue and came, emptying himself buried deeply in the limp body beneath him. He let himself collapse on top of the unconscious Riley, purring contently as he idly lapped at the blood rising from his bite.

After a while he reluctantly pulled out of the newly changed Lycan and stood up on slightly unsteady legs. He stretched, spine popping, and looked around the room. (fuck that was good,) he thought, smirking as he picked up one of the larger scraps that was left of Riley's shirt and cleaned himself up. He dropped to his knees next to the passed out man and dried him off as well.

The Lycan got dressed, feeling quite smug that he'd for once managed to keep his clothes whole and relatively clean, and then he got Riley into his pants again. Smirking, he effortlessly heaved the kitten onto his shoulder in a fireman's carry and left the room.

He smiled blandly as he passed the outer room, ignoring the vampires watching him. He put, well... tossed Riley in the passenger seat, secured him and then got behind the wheel. As he drove back to the hotel he occasionally threw a thoughtful glance at the new Lycan.

The Were-panther frowned slightly as he caught the interested look the valet gave him as he maneuvered Riley out of the car. "He's a friend that got mugged, I promised to take care of him." he explained softly as he handed over the car keys, as if not wanting to wake the unconscious soldier. The valet nodded and went on with his job.

He managed to get the limp man into the lobby and paused, looking around the room, noting the interested looks he was garnering, carrying Riley with the ease that he did. Growling quietly he moved over to the elevator and pressed the 'call'-button, waiting for it to arrive.

Riley could feel hands on him, electric little touches that flickered and faded though his skin. He felt... fuck he felt wired, dizzy, like his blood was super charged. There were mirrors, and heat next to him, he curled into whoever it was, trying to walk at the same time was difficult, but the guy helping him was strong. Really strong... he closed his eyes and rested his head on a convenient shoulder... the next thing he knew there was soft sheets under him.

He tensed slightly as Finn returned to consciousness but relaxed minutely when the soldier seemed to behave. An amused look stole over his face as the groggy male snuggled closer, perfectly content. (Wonder how you'll react when you get your mind back, pretty toy), he thought, unlocking the door to his suite and led the dazed man into the room and laid him down on the bed. He stretched working a few kinks out of his back as he padded back to the door, closing and locking it.

The assassin hummed quietly to himself as he picked up his hairbrush and lazily began grooming his hair as he waited for Riley to get somewhat more coherent.

Riley was pulled out of sleep by a scent... soft... not floral... spicy... God it smelled *good*. He sat up, eyes half closed, everything was intense, stronger, the light hurt. There. The scent. Riley got up on his knees and buried his face in Vlad's waist length hair, wrapping his arms around the Lycan and pulling him closer, purring in delight.

Vlad smirked in amusement and gently combed his fingers through Riley's hair, idly trying to remember if he'd reacted the same way himself when he'd been infected. (Probably not, for one I'd just finished killing the bastard who did it,) he thought, picking up his cell entering the number he'd been given by his employers.

A scant few minutes later he put down the phone, having completed his call, the sum of it being that a car would come in little over an hour to pick him and Finn up. Purring quietly he continued to pet his kitten.

Oh... the fingers in his hair felt incredible... Riley was starting to shake due to all the sounds and scents and feelings. He whimpered against Vlad's stomach. That scent was overwhelming him as well. Flashes of cat-slit eyes and sharp teeth... him on his stomach, begging... "No... no...” He backed up, scrambling across the bed. "You... Wha-what the fuck did you do to me??"

The Lycan tilted his head to the side, thoughtfully studying the man. "Can't you guess, pretty? It should be simple; heightened senses, injuries already well on their way to healing, purring..." he murmured quietly, knowing that Riley would hear it easily. He pulled back his hair again, tying it into a loose ponytail.

“No.” Riley was fighting panic. “You are like anything I’ve seen before. And after a year on the Hellmouth that’s saying a lot--” Vlad spoke sharply.

There is no such thing as a Hellmouth, boy. You know nothing outside of your very small world. A world controlled by the Initiative... do you think that the vampires and Lycans were the only creatures Walsh experimented on?” Ignoring Riley’s outraged look Vlad continued. “She had the perfect study group. Vampires, Demons, Lycans, and Humans.”

The ‘panther paused and studied Finn for a long moment. “Tell me about your past.” It was an abrupt change of subject and Riley was confused, well... more confused. He answered without thinking.

“I grew up on a farm in Iowa, lived there my whole life until I joined the Marines. Whewas was in basic training I got tagged for Special Ops and ended up working with Walsh.”

Vlad smiled. “Ever notice you say that exact sentence every time you're asked about your past?”

Riley started to argue then stopped; his mouth then opening slamming shut. He did not. Did he?

“Tell me something else about your past... when did you lose your virginity? What teacher did you absolutely hate in high school? What was the first thing that you tried to do and failed?”

Vladimir sighed. This wasn’t his job. A little voice whispered that if he had done his job and killed Finn he wouldn’t have to explain any of this. He ran a hand through his hair and continued, ignoring that little voice. “The people who backed Walsh were against the new laws giving vampires legal status closer to humans, and had a very specific agenda. Find a way to start a war, humans versus everything else. Find a way for the non-humans to be hated and feared.”

Riley started shaking his head once more, a look of stubborn disbelief on his face. Vlad spoke again before Finn could.

“Let me make it very clear... *kitten*... I’ll spell it out, in very simple words for you. Everyone knows about Vampires, Lycans, etc. etc... you kill one, you go to jail. Bodies don’t explode into dust, the Hellmouth, the Slayer... all fiction. Fuck, I should just get you the goddamned newspapers. When Walsh got found out it was on the front pages for weeks. Vampires, given small amounts of holy-water laced blood will go mad and attack anything. Add a blow through the heart and they end up dead with the holy water destroying the body. Poof. Same type of plan for the Lycans and demons...” He gave Riley a hard look. “And humans. Except you didn’t get fed tainted blood or injected with silver, you got mind wiped. Reprogrammed to believe that all non-humans were a risk to your very life, and then sent out into Sunnydale.”

Riley stood up and started to pace, his hands clenching and unclenching. He didn’t realize that he had shifted enough that claws had appeared and his palms were now bleeding.

“No. NO! That’s... not true. What about the Slayer? She wasn’t part of the Initiative... Walsh tried to kill her after we found out about her! What you’re saying isn’t... *can’t* be true.”

Vlad stood slowly and walked over to his newly made kitten, taking one bleeding hand in his own and licking the scarlet drops away. When Ry tried to pull back he squeezed hard enough to hear bones creak.

“Sit down. Shut up. Listen.” Finn fought the commands but eventually sat. “They needed to have a leader for this army they were creating. I don’t know why they chose a young girl and I don’t care. Mind wiping isn’t an exact science... hers started to fail, which is why they tried to kill her... yours on the other hand, has lasted quite a while.” Vlad’s smile was *almost* sympathetic. “Well, it was, I suspect it’s showing signs of fading away... which would be where I come in.”

Riley sat back on the bed, stunned and wanted *needed* to not believe this, but... there was something there that ran true. That sparked memories he could *almost* see. Vlad interrupted his thoughts.

“None of that matters, kitten. You’re mine now. You live in my world and obey my rules.”

End chapter one