CHAPTER 25 - PURITY...WHEN TWO BECOME STRONG AND HE FINDS OUT IT’S TRUE
MERCURY TOWER - AN HOUR LATER
BATHROOM
BRIAN
We quickly strip and get in the shower, hoping to rinse away what we had just witnessed. Justin is holding the loofah, but still looks nauseated.
“Want to do my back?” I try to bring him back to the matter ‘in my hand’, which I wave at him.
“Amongst other things?” He giggles. “Are we clear of all other thoughts?”
“Yes.” I wind my fingers in his hair then kiss him deeply. “I could do just this to you all day.” I mutter against his lips. “All over.”
“I would let you right now, but…” He gently pushes me away; much to my surprise, then I get it.
“Hmm, you’re so right, we need to prepare the post-coital food. Do you remember what it is?”
“Dry scrambled egg with hot honey sauce on generously buttered toast. Come on.” He replies. “I’ve prepared ahead.”
KITCHEN - FIVE MINUTES LATER
JUSTIN
I’m mixing the eggs, whilst he leans against the counter just watching. “Is that too much salt do you think? And it’s single, not double cream, correct?”
“No and yes.” He wraps his arms around my waist, resting his head on my shoulder. “That does look very nice. I can’t wait to eat it. And that hot honey, exquisite.”
I turn my head and we kiss. Now, maybe it’s because of the anticipation of what’s to come, but it feels different; more heat, more passion, just more. I wind my arms around his neck and he lifts me onto the counter.
“When did you make it?” He runs his fang along my neck.
“Soon after you told me. It’s not been the 3 months they recommended, but it should be hot enough. There is one other dish that…”
“Egg curry?” He gasps. “Yeah, that’s a much better idea!”
“Brian!” I protest at the read, but his delighted expression makes me smile. “So we can have this tomorrow…” I point at the scrambled eggs. “...I know it has to be eggs in place of the other protein, so it will take 20 minutes. The rotis are in the freezer and just need heating through, the butter is already layered, and…” I gasp as I feel the slight pinch of his fang on my neck. “What are you doing?”
“Gauging the pressure.” He whispers. “So I don’t go too deep, it has to be the neck. Got it. Now do me.” I turn and reciprocate. The moan it elicits makes my cock jump. “How long does that take to do again?”
“Twenty minutes, and unlike the scrambled, we can leave it to keep warm, whilst we are otherwise engaged.”
“Otherwise engaged, how very polite of you...” He chuckles. “...so let’s get on before we deep dive, which is the best position in order for us to bliss.”
“It is? Why?” I then gasp as he slips his hand inside my robe and caresses my now burgeoning cock.
“Because we will be facing each other, and that’s all you get to know for now.”
TWENTY MINUTES LATER
BRIAN’S BEDROOM
JUSTIN
We can’t wait. Our robes were discarded at the top of the stairs, and our lips are fused together. He carries me to the bed. I’m surprised when he lies down.
“You won’t be able to reach my neck if I top, an advantage to being shorter.” His eyes glow as he slowly wraps his legs around my waist. “You know, we don’t have to...?”
“You want to stop now?!” I gasp and he grins, then points at the condoms. I drop my head on his chest, as in my haste I had completely forgotten them. “But we did the first time, why not now?”
“Because, when you pure bliss, everything is just that...pure.” He chuckles at the dumbstruck expression I know I have. “How did you miss that?”
“I’ve no idea…” I murmur, then start to stroke his cock. “...so, I can use you for lube?”
He groans then nods. I slide my slick fingers between his cheeks, and start to work him open; beginning with two fingers, then three. “Yes, like that.” He pants, then begins to ride them. He plunges his hands into my hair, and we gaze into each other's eyes. “Now, little Puck, I need you inside me now!”
As I sink into him, my breathing stutters. I can’t speak, only feel, and it feels exquisite. He’s both hot and cold. My hips take on a rhythm of their own, which he matches.
BRIAN
I can feel it. I can feel it cumming, my fangs start to extend, I turn my head, as I close my lips around his vein, he does the same. He feels like a branding iron. Surely not, we couldn't, could we?! I tighten my legs to get him to plunder me quicker, then it happens: we explode and bite down together. He tastes so good, we take our time sealing the bites whilst the pleasure ripples around our bodies.
“Look at me.” He orders, and when I do, his eyes have changed colour. “You've got blue eyes!” He gasps.
“Hmm and yours are golden green. They will revert once we’ve eaten. Speaking of which.” I palm his buttocks and he sighs. “Justin, we both need to eat. Come on.”
KITCHEN - FIFTEEN MINUTES LATER
JUSTIN
We’re feeding each other the egg curry and roti. We’re both still nude, but our eye colour has changed back to normal. “I’ve been thinking…” I lick his fingers clean. I am stopped by two things: the low growl that comes from deep in his throat, and him sweeping the dishes off the table. “Brian?”
Before I can move, he has me pinned face down and is spreading my legs open. I try to wrest my hands free, but his grip is too strong. “Brian!” I cry out.
“What?” He licks my shoulder. “You wanted to be ravished, to, and I quote, ‘the point I pass out’.” I relax. “I take it I can finish what I just started?”
“Please!” I moan.
I can feel my juices saturating the table as he opens me up, slowly, gently, but firmly. “Oh such a pretty knot. But you are squirming, much, much too much. Methinks I need to pin you in place.”
“Oh fuck!” I yelp as his cock replaces his fingers. “Yes! Yes!” He releases my hands so that I can grip the other side of the table, then spreads my cheeks wider and he bottoms out. As he does that, he bites my shoulder. I howl like a wolf before blacking out.
NEXT MORNING
BRIAN
He’s still sleeping. I was worried that it would be too much for him, but it was only fair that he got what he missed out on because of Dixon, it’s a ‘right of passage’ every Pure is allowed one. I look forward to levelling the scores in the future. Currently, we’re coiled around each other like snakes whilst Cute and Cuter doze at the foot of the bed. I reach across for the honey cake and waft it near his nose. Immediately, his eyes pop open. They still have a bit of a golden haze, but they are mostly blue.
“How are you feeling?” I ask as we uncoil and sit up.
“Thoroughly and happily ravished. Thank you.” I have never seen a Vamp blush so prettily.
“It was my pleasure.” I grin. “Bathroom then cake?”
“Hmm.” He mumbles.
As we have the ortanique juice and cake in bed, ten minutes later, he starts to grin. “How far gone was I for you to find that out?”
“Very, just before you bit me.” I stroke his thigh under the covers. “You sore though?”
“Nope.” He rests his head on my shoulder. “Hate to be a cockblocker…”
“Yeah, we have to go back. Let’s just get this over with.” I declare.
CHAMBERS OF THE ALDERMEN, WALES - AFTERNOON
GREAT HALL
RODNEY
“Elder…” Sapperstein begins.
“Silence!” I hiss before looking him up and down. “You made two mistakes: One, to contact Dixon and two, to do it at the time you did.” I feel their annoyance as they approach. “Ah, gentlemen, thank you for coming. So the sooner we cut that line of communication off the better.”
“Agreed.” Justin glares at Sapperstein. “What did you tell my ex step-father?”
“Your ex…” He trails off. “...I swear he never said that he knew you! I mean, obviously everyone knows of the pair of you, but he never said anything about your past relationship!”
“This blathering does not answer my question!” Justin snarls. “What did you tell him?!”
“Master Lieutenant, please remain calm…” Brian smirks. “...we don’t need him to answer, it will be a lie anyway, let’s just delve.”
“Delve?” Sapperstein whimpers, then gasps as the door opening brings in Brandon. “What’s he doing here?!”
“That will become clear.” I snap. “So, shall we?”
“Absolutely!” Brandon retorts.
I stare at Sapperstein. He tries to shield his thoughts, but with the four of us invading his wretched mind, he’s got no chance. “You’re truly repulsive! How could you even consider doing that to a child?!”
“What?” Brian demands. “Where is it?!”
“I wasn’t, Dixon was!” Sapperstein exclaims.
“Liar! Let me end this! We can search his things afterwards!” Brian approaches him, but Brandon grabs his arm. At first, I think he’s going to shake him off, but he steps back. “Be grateful, he will afford you a lot more mercy than I would’ve done!”
“Mercy, what do you mean? Am I to be executed?!” He looks incredulous.
“In a sense.” Brandon replies coldly, then opens the kit bag he brought with him.
JUSTIN
Brandon pulls solid silver objects out of the bag; a scimitar, a plate, a set of cutlery, then a cool bag.
“Have a seat.” He gestures towards the table. Slowly, Sapperstein sits down. I gape as he pulls a raw steak out of the bag and starts to slice it. “Your last supper as a Halfling.” He hands Sapperstein the cutlery, then slides the plate towards him. He shakes his head. “Well, it’s either you feed yourself or they will.” He points at Brian and me. “They adore Hunter, and for you to even think to infect him with Herma, well that’s made them very cross indeed!”
“Even if this is true about that, how long will I have after?” He sneers.
“Depends on how old you were when you were turned in the first place!” Brandon states, which wipes the arrogance of his face. “I would just get this over with, you must finish it all, we’re not total barbarians! Although Brian wanting to just jam it down your throat is what you deserve!” Slowly he picks up the cutlery and begins to eat.
After he clears the plate, he sits back. His arrogance has returned. “Looks like that...ow!” He cries, whilst clutching his chest. Then his fangs fall out, to be replaced by ordinary teeth. His hair starts to turn grey, and his spine starts to curve. Soon, he reminds me of Smegal in Lord of the Rings, he looks so raddled.
“You were saying?” Brandon sneers.
“It’s you!” He rasps, glowering at Brandon. “I’ll tell the world!” He croaks.
“How are you going to do that?” Brian smirks.
I’m about to ask a question, when I turn to Brian. “Ethan. Did he go through this? I knew he was turned back, but not how.”
“No, I promise you, he didn’t suffer during his return.” Brandon smiles then squeezes my arm.
“So how are you going to do that, Sappy Boy?!” I snarl at Sapperstein.
“You can’t kill a human, it’s against the VAMP code!” He spits. “So when I leave…”
“That’s very true.” I interrupt. “But for an equerry of your status, you seem to have forgotten one important detail.” I turn back to Brian. “I’ve got it right, haven’t I?” He nods. “Now that you are human, the moment you step out of the sanctuary of the chambers, you forget everything.”
“What?”
“But of course with the VAMP code, as you sneeringly put it, we give you options. You can leave and never remember, or stay and never be able to forget nor tell a single living soul what transpired here. Which is it to be?”
“I shall stay!” He declares.
“Silentium aerternum!” Brandon declares. Where his puckered mouth was is now just a thin line. “I see you, once again, chose poorly. Gary Sapperstein, you are confined to the tundra, both mute and in solitude until your death, but you might have company, shame you can’t warn them.”
TWENTY MINUTES LATER
BRIAN
It’s just the two of us. Rodney and Brandon went with Sapperstein. But something is making my little Puck pensive. “What is it?”
“Jennifer.” He looks so worried.
“She’s having her powers reduced, a totally different process. There is no pain, loss of fangs or aging involved. The only ‘hurt’ that remains will be of what she used to be able to do.”
“Good, I’m glad.” He sighs in relief; when I wrap my arms around him, he relaxes, but there is still something. “Brian, I…”
“Me too.” I smile, tilt his head up and kiss my King.
Hot honey: https://www.bonappetit.com/recipe/hot-honey
Egg curry and roti: https://www.chefdehome.com/recipes/266/masala-egg-curry