Taking Steps: Date by Appointment Part 4
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charisstomaTitle:Taking Steps: Date by Appointment Part 4
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 1468
Follows from Part 3
Here he was confronted by those stairs again. The greenery on either side of them looked the same in the twilight. ‘Was the thing about vampires and sunlight true or a myth? Hmm, something for after dinner conversation, maybe.’
Everett wiggled his shoulders, feeling the jacket settle more comfortably on them or maybe it was that it lessened the tension in them if only for a moment. This was a job, just another job, but it felt like a real date. He’d showered and debated if he put on cologne whether it would offend vampire senses. Putting a hand up in front of his face, he exhaled to see if his breath smelled okay or if the minty toothpaste was still in evidence. With a final flexing of his wings, as his Grandma used to call them, he started up the stairs to confront the door. The door opened on its own even more readily than the first time and he wondered how long and how far their cameras were set to viewing.
Once past the mirrored airlock of an entry the same woman was waiting with a more open smile. Her fangs were showing.
“We are so glad that you have returned. You look quite well but we will do the mini-exam and blood sample first before your diner joins you. If at any time in the future you’d like to have a different diner, remember that is an option for you.”
“um, I kind of like him.”
She made a moue that changed to a friendly smile. “It is often so for new donors. We always love our first ones, do we not.”
The exam went as it had at the previous time but she noticed his eyes flinch away as she drew the blood.
“You are bothered by needles or is it the blood?”
“Needles. If I don’t watch I’m fine but I can’t even watch anyone else or even a live animal skin be pierced by a needle. I try to faint.”
“Try?”
“Nausea, hot and cold sweat, headache, rubber bands for knees, needing to put my head on the table fainting. Once I even saw match flames floating in the air. That was bizarre but I was kind of busy calculating if I could make it 10 feet to the restroom to be sick.”
“I will remember that and warn you before I do any other drawings. This did not interfere with your last visit to us, did it?”
“No.” Everett smiled. “I was kind of distracted and I don’t mind blood but I’d probably have trouble with cutting which reminds me that inside me I’m a steak.”
She smiled, “Would you like the nitrous oxide again?”
“No, I think I’m good. Don’t want to be dependent on it and all.”
Her, “Some do,” was interrupted by a short rap and the door opening. “Someone is eager,” was said in reprimand.
It was interesting to see the two vampires trade a showing of teeth as they passed each other before his diner’s focus switched to Everett. The door slid shut and he leaned back against it, his hands behind him.
“Could you stand please?” As Everett stood, his diner paused and then came towards him to a stroke fingers over the curve of flesh beside a nipple. “You are still as perfect as I remembered. Turn for me.”
Everett wanted to ask for a kiss and he had to remind himself that it wasn’t a real date. The man just liked to enjoy his food. Tiny kisses were placed on the back of his neck and one shoulder as hands slid around his waist pulling him back against the firm body behind him. “You are beautiful,” he heard as the hands moved up to cup his nipples, exploring and brushing over the sensitive tips. Down on either side of his abdomen the hands traveled to stop at the waist band of his trousers, flipping the closure open and lowering the zipper. His underwear couldn’t contain his revealed cock and clever fingers played with the leaking tip through the fabric. There was a sigh beside his ear, “yesss,” and teeth scraped lightly over the meat of his shoulder.
“I’m getting ahead of myself,” was said with amusement. “Let us get you totally unwrapped. I want to see the total package.” The diner went over to the chair he used the previous time and sat, picking up and spread the napkin to lay over his lap. With a smile, “I’m ready. Turn away from me and bare the rest of your perfection. Pay no attention to the napkin. I’m anticipating drooling,” the last part was said airily with a flip of the hand.
Shaking his head in amusement he toed off his shoes, had a short debate over whether to take off his pants first and then his underwear or both at the same time while catching the socks as he removed each pants leg. This was not a strip tease, he wouldn’t be comfortable doing a strip tease, besides there was no sexy way to remove socks and this seemed like the best way. Economical. As he bent shoving the pants down to his ankles there was a moan from the chair behind him. Pausing to have a short, strict and totally ineffective talk with his cock, he smoothly slipped one leg and sock off then shifted his weight to remove the other side.
“You alright over there? I thought I heard someone in pain,” he said as he stood back up folding his pants neatly and holding them center front from the waist shoving socks into pockets as he turned. The napkin was crumpled slightly as if it had been fisted but his diner was still in the chair.
“You are a tease,” was said back. “It’s a good thing I have great self control of my appetites, all of them. Come here pet and do get rid of those pants before you walk over here. I’m too old to whine and I want to see all of you.”
Carefully placing his pants over near his other clothes, which displayed his body from other angles, he turned and walked towards the other male watching his eyes darken as they stroked up from the obvious place of interest.
“Have you ever tasted yourself?”
Everett blushed.
“Good.” A finger reached out and stroked up Everett’s cock catching a drop from the tip to be licked it off. “Ever been with another male before anally,” there was a saucy grin up at Everett, “other than me?”
At Everett’s red faced head shake, “No? I like that. It was only my fingers but I find that gratifying. How is it that you seem to not be surprised by the things I have done with you?”
‘Anytime now my nose will start bleeding, my head is so full of blood,’ he thought before taking a breath, “internet has gay porn.”
“Movies or fiction?”
‘I am going to die.’ “Both. But mainly fiction,” he gasped out.
With a playful smile the diner coyly looked up at him, “I’m making this hard for you,” and then he chuckled. “Let’s see if we can make you more comfortable or uncomfortable.” He snickered and stood tucking the napkin into his waistband and walked into Everett into a full body kiss, nipping and suckling his lips.
Everett snaked his arms around the other male holding on as they rocked gently back and forth. How the other did it, he wasn’t sure but Everett found himself off the floor and into the recliner still attached at the mouth. The chair was in the correct position and ‘he’ was leaning over him trying a different angle before kissing down his neck to attack a nipple. He cried out and arched up into the cool lips encircling him, pulling at his nipple while small nips drew blood. Sometime in there he’d wrapped his arms around the other’s head and shoulder holding him in place.
There was a pause and then a chuckle at his chest, “Pet you have to let go a little. You have another nipple that needs me as much as I need it.”
“Oh!”
“No don’t let go. I like your arms holding me to you.” And the other nipple was similarly tortured with sweetness.
Gasping, “I’m going to come.”
“Not … yet.”
A cool hand grasped the base of Everett’s cock, two fingers reaching lower to squeeze. Just enough pain and yet it felt good, so good. He felt his hips lunge up into the grasp and then scissor down and up. There was a purring around his nipple and an extra sharp nip. How he didn’t come from that alone, he did not know.
“Please…..” and his arms clung more tightly.
More? Part 5
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 1468
Follows from Part 3
Here he was confronted by those stairs again. The greenery on either side of them looked the same in the twilight. ‘Was the thing about vampires and sunlight true or a myth? Hmm, something for after dinner conversation, maybe.’
Everett wiggled his shoulders, feeling the jacket settle more comfortably on them or maybe it was that it lessened the tension in them if only for a moment. This was a job, just another job, but it felt like a real date. He’d showered and debated if he put on cologne whether it would offend vampire senses. Putting a hand up in front of his face, he exhaled to see if his breath smelled okay or if the minty toothpaste was still in evidence. With a final flexing of his wings, as his Grandma used to call them, he started up the stairs to confront the door. The door opened on its own even more readily than the first time and he wondered how long and how far their cameras were set to viewing.
Once past the mirrored airlock of an entry the same woman was waiting with a more open smile. Her fangs were showing.
“We are so glad that you have returned. You look quite well but we will do the mini-exam and blood sample first before your diner joins you. If at any time in the future you’d like to have a different diner, remember that is an option for you.”
“um, I kind of like him.”
She made a moue that changed to a friendly smile. “It is often so for new donors. We always love our first ones, do we not.”
The exam went as it had at the previous time but she noticed his eyes flinch away as she drew the blood.
“You are bothered by needles or is it the blood?”
“Needles. If I don’t watch I’m fine but I can’t even watch anyone else or even a live animal skin be pierced by a needle. I try to faint.”
“Try?”
“Nausea, hot and cold sweat, headache, rubber bands for knees, needing to put my head on the table fainting. Once I even saw match flames floating in the air. That was bizarre but I was kind of busy calculating if I could make it 10 feet to the restroom to be sick.”
“I will remember that and warn you before I do any other drawings. This did not interfere with your last visit to us, did it?”
“No.” Everett smiled. “I was kind of distracted and I don’t mind blood but I’d probably have trouble with cutting which reminds me that inside me I’m a steak.”
She smiled, “Would you like the nitrous oxide again?”
“No, I think I’m good. Don’t want to be dependent on it and all.”
Her, “Some do,” was interrupted by a short rap and the door opening. “Someone is eager,” was said in reprimand.
It was interesting to see the two vampires trade a showing of teeth as they passed each other before his diner’s focus switched to Everett. The door slid shut and he leaned back against it, his hands behind him.
“Could you stand please?” As Everett stood, his diner paused and then came towards him to a stroke fingers over the curve of flesh beside a nipple. “You are still as perfect as I remembered. Turn for me.”
Everett wanted to ask for a kiss and he had to remind himself that it wasn’t a real date. The man just liked to enjoy his food. Tiny kisses were placed on the back of his neck and one shoulder as hands slid around his waist pulling him back against the firm body behind him. “You are beautiful,” he heard as the hands moved up to cup his nipples, exploring and brushing over the sensitive tips. Down on either side of his abdomen the hands traveled to stop at the waist band of his trousers, flipping the closure open and lowering the zipper. His underwear couldn’t contain his revealed cock and clever fingers played with the leaking tip through the fabric. There was a sigh beside his ear, “yesss,” and teeth scraped lightly over the meat of his shoulder.
“I’m getting ahead of myself,” was said with amusement. “Let us get you totally unwrapped. I want to see the total package.” The diner went over to the chair he used the previous time and sat, picking up and spread the napkin to lay over his lap. With a smile, “I’m ready. Turn away from me and bare the rest of your perfection. Pay no attention to the napkin. I’m anticipating drooling,” the last part was said airily with a flip of the hand.
Shaking his head in amusement he toed off his shoes, had a short debate over whether to take off his pants first and then his underwear or both at the same time while catching the socks as he removed each pants leg. This was not a strip tease, he wouldn’t be comfortable doing a strip tease, besides there was no sexy way to remove socks and this seemed like the best way. Economical. As he bent shoving the pants down to his ankles there was a moan from the chair behind him. Pausing to have a short, strict and totally ineffective talk with his cock, he smoothly slipped one leg and sock off then shifted his weight to remove the other side.
“You alright over there? I thought I heard someone in pain,” he said as he stood back up folding his pants neatly and holding them center front from the waist shoving socks into pockets as he turned. The napkin was crumpled slightly as if it had been fisted but his diner was still in the chair.
“You are a tease,” was said back. “It’s a good thing I have great self control of my appetites, all of them. Come here pet and do get rid of those pants before you walk over here. I’m too old to whine and I want to see all of you.”
Carefully placing his pants over near his other clothes, which displayed his body from other angles, he turned and walked towards the other male watching his eyes darken as they stroked up from the obvious place of interest.
“Have you ever tasted yourself?”
Everett blushed.
“Good.” A finger reached out and stroked up Everett’s cock catching a drop from the tip to be licked it off. “Ever been with another male before anally,” there was a saucy grin up at Everett, “other than me?”
At Everett’s red faced head shake, “No? I like that. It was only my fingers but I find that gratifying. How is it that you seem to not be surprised by the things I have done with you?”
‘Anytime now my nose will start bleeding, my head is so full of blood,’ he thought before taking a breath, “internet has gay porn.”
“Movies or fiction?”
‘I am going to die.’ “Both. But mainly fiction,” he gasped out.
With a playful smile the diner coyly looked up at him, “I’m making this hard for you,” and then he chuckled. “Let’s see if we can make you more comfortable or uncomfortable.” He snickered and stood tucking the napkin into his waistband and walked into Everett into a full body kiss, nipping and suckling his lips.
Everett snaked his arms around the other male holding on as they rocked gently back and forth. How the other did it, he wasn’t sure but Everett found himself off the floor and into the recliner still attached at the mouth. The chair was in the correct position and ‘he’ was leaning over him trying a different angle before kissing down his neck to attack a nipple. He cried out and arched up into the cool lips encircling him, pulling at his nipple while small nips drew blood. Sometime in there he’d wrapped his arms around the other’s head and shoulder holding him in place.
There was a pause and then a chuckle at his chest, “Pet you have to let go a little. You have another nipple that needs me as much as I need it.”
“Oh!”
“No don’t let go. I like your arms holding me to you.” And the other nipple was similarly tortured with sweetness.
Gasping, “I’m going to come.”
“Not … yet.”
A cool hand grasped the base of Everett’s cock, two fingers reaching lower to squeeze. Just enough pain and yet it felt good, so good. He felt his hips lunge up into the grasp and then scissor down and up. There was a purring around his nipple and an extra sharp nip. How he didn’t come from that alone, he did not know.
“Please…..” and his arms clung more tightly.
More? Part 5
