Taking Steps: Date by Appointment Part 20
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charisstomaTitle: Taking Steps: Date by Appointment Part 20
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 894
Continues from Part 19 (help me, this thing is taking over my life)
The bed was a wide expanse of white with tied off draperies at each corner and the footboard an ornate frame. All very nice, he supposed but right now he wanted quiet, dark, and small to hide in and lick his proverbial wounds. It was only for a little while, Connell had said and then wrung from him every last drop of cum and almost more than Everett could safely give in blood.
There was a tsk from the doorway as Sonya entered, “Guess I don’t have to do more then rudimentary physical check on you. Connell would deliver you drained, putting off anyone being able to do much with you even if you were willing.”
Everett remembered Connell growling off and on as he placed kisses and nips over the expanse of Everett’s bare flesh.
“Take off all your clothes, please. Let’s see the damage,” she directed him in what Everett was relieved to recognize as ultra-professional in tone. The hiss as he removed his shirt ruined that, “He’s more attached to you than I’d surmised to do that much damage.” She stroked a cool hand from his shoulder and down his back, “and not a bruise left to empty.”
“He didn’t beat me,” Everett said defiantly and deflated when she replied, “of course not,” smiling, “other than your lower cheeks I’d imagine but then ass cheeks are meant for play.”
She grinned briefly as a blush tried to rise in his face and then frowned, “He really tried to make sure you were off limits for as long as possible.” Shaking her head, “such control, he must know exactly how far he could feed and not kill you. Oh well, more time for you to study the manual, though your recovery time will impede your ability to concentrate on the pre-consort instruction.” She leaned forward, “I hope you like red meat, you’re going to be eating a lot of it while you’re here, so as to build you up again. Now dear,” she flicked her hand at his lower extremities, “the rest of your clothing … I really do need to see what damage there is.” She sighed, “ and I know that that’s not going to be easy because I do mean everywhere. It’s scant comfort but you’ve not got anything I haven’t seen before.” Smiling with that closed lipped smile, she said, “I prefer my dates be female but I have dabbled with the occasional male from time to time.
Everett toed off his shoes and pushed his pants down in rush and saw Sonya’s face as she blankly blinked. He wasn’t sure what she said or in what language but the tone said her experience had been expanded by one. The mirror in his bathroom had told him what she saw; Connell had been most thorough in his attentions that all of Everett’s skin would remember him. Mentally he shrugged, his vampire had marked his territory everywhere, in as meticulously comprehensive a manner as Everett had skin.
“Well. I stand corrected. That’s new. You’ll need to heal much more than I thought, did he do the same to your other opening? If you find that it’s painful to void your bladder, you must let me know. Turn please and if you could pull your nether cheeks open as you bend over.” She sighed again when he complied and caught him when he nearly toppled over. “I’m sorry. I forgot your depletion. I’ll get you some orange juice. Do you feel like soaking in the bath, the warm water might help heal those particular bites faster and will certainly keep them cleaner.” Smiling, “You’re going to feel like a prune. There’s ointment to put on them to keep the skin soft but I’d like to lick those too before we do that. Our saliva at first promotes free bleeding while feeding and then after nullifies the anti-clotting with antibiotic properties. Connell evidently forgot that or perhaps didn’t consider it as he gave into his possessiveness.”
Yes, Connell was an idiot to not think of that, Everett thought as he nodded and Sonya had helped him into the bathroom and run the water into the tub for him, checking it for temperature and then helped him settle into it. An idiot who was too busy fuming that the Council had decreed that while Everett was receiving his pre-consort instruction during the one month sequestering so that both individuals had time to reconsider, he should also be donor to at least 2 vampires and the samplings be of both genders. He shivered in spite of the warmth of the water, glad that it would be Sonya, who was female and known to him, that would be doing his aftercare. The cool liquid of the orange juice flowed over his tongue from the straw, that seemed to magically appear or he was still in a daze. Sonya sat on a stool watching him, wouldn’t do for him to drown now would it, he thought, the fairy prince who must endure his trials to earn his way to be the prized consort. He must have dozed off because he woke briefly lying on his belly, hips slightly elevated and someone with a talented tongue lapping at his asshole. That’s nice. Mussst dooo thisss againnnn, he had time to think before slipping back into sleep.
Contines with Part 21
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 894
Continues from Part 19 (help me, this thing is taking over my life)
The bed was a wide expanse of white with tied off draperies at each corner and the footboard an ornate frame. All very nice, he supposed but right now he wanted quiet, dark, and small to hide in and lick his proverbial wounds. It was only for a little while, Connell had said and then wrung from him every last drop of cum and almost more than Everett could safely give in blood.
There was a tsk from the doorway as Sonya entered, “Guess I don’t have to do more then rudimentary physical check on you. Connell would deliver you drained, putting off anyone being able to do much with you even if you were willing.”
Everett remembered Connell growling off and on as he placed kisses and nips over the expanse of Everett’s bare flesh.
“Take off all your clothes, please. Let’s see the damage,” she directed him in what Everett was relieved to recognize as ultra-professional in tone. The hiss as he removed his shirt ruined that, “He’s more attached to you than I’d surmised to do that much damage.” She stroked a cool hand from his shoulder and down his back, “and not a bruise left to empty.”
“He didn’t beat me,” Everett said defiantly and deflated when she replied, “of course not,” smiling, “other than your lower cheeks I’d imagine but then ass cheeks are meant for play.”
She grinned briefly as a blush tried to rise in his face and then frowned, “He really tried to make sure you were off limits for as long as possible.” Shaking her head, “such control, he must know exactly how far he could feed and not kill you. Oh well, more time for you to study the manual, though your recovery time will impede your ability to concentrate on the pre-consort instruction.” She leaned forward, “I hope you like red meat, you’re going to be eating a lot of it while you’re here, so as to build you up again. Now dear,” she flicked her hand at his lower extremities, “the rest of your clothing … I really do need to see what damage there is.” She sighed, “ and I know that that’s not going to be easy because I do mean everywhere. It’s scant comfort but you’ve not got anything I haven’t seen before.” Smiling with that closed lipped smile, she said, “I prefer my dates be female but I have dabbled with the occasional male from time to time.
Everett toed off his shoes and pushed his pants down in rush and saw Sonya’s face as she blankly blinked. He wasn’t sure what she said or in what language but the tone said her experience had been expanded by one. The mirror in his bathroom had told him what she saw; Connell had been most thorough in his attentions that all of Everett’s skin would remember him. Mentally he shrugged, his vampire had marked his territory everywhere, in as meticulously comprehensive a manner as Everett had skin.
“Well. I stand corrected. That’s new. You’ll need to heal much more than I thought, did he do the same to your other opening? If you find that it’s painful to void your bladder, you must let me know. Turn please and if you could pull your nether cheeks open as you bend over.” She sighed again when he complied and caught him when he nearly toppled over. “I’m sorry. I forgot your depletion. I’ll get you some orange juice. Do you feel like soaking in the bath, the warm water might help heal those particular bites faster and will certainly keep them cleaner.” Smiling, “You’re going to feel like a prune. There’s ointment to put on them to keep the skin soft but I’d like to lick those too before we do that. Our saliva at first promotes free bleeding while feeding and then after nullifies the anti-clotting with antibiotic properties. Connell evidently forgot that or perhaps didn’t consider it as he gave into his possessiveness.”
Yes, Connell was an idiot to not think of that, Everett thought as he nodded and Sonya had helped him into the bathroom and run the water into the tub for him, checking it for temperature and then helped him settle into it. An idiot who was too busy fuming that the Council had decreed that while Everett was receiving his pre-consort instruction during the one month sequestering so that both individuals had time to reconsider, he should also be donor to at least 2 vampires and the samplings be of both genders. He shivered in spite of the warmth of the water, glad that it would be Sonya, who was female and known to him, that would be doing his aftercare. The cool liquid of the orange juice flowed over his tongue from the straw, that seemed to magically appear or he was still in a daze. Sonya sat on a stool watching him, wouldn’t do for him to drown now would it, he thought, the fairy prince who must endure his trials to earn his way to be the prized consort. He must have dozed off because he woke briefly lying on his belly, hips slightly elevated and someone with a talented tongue lapping at his asshole. That’s nice. Mussst dooo thisss againnnn, he had time to think before slipping back into sleep.
Contines with Part 21
