In a Different Light 6
Tal and Thorn
Instant Infamy
Straddling Daisuke�s squirming body, Claire fought with him to get a hold of his free hand. �C�mon, hold still,� he ordered. �You�re going to get away if you keep that up.�
�Kind of what I was going for.� Dice explained as he contemplated the moral issue of punching Claire in his bad shoulder. �Isn�t this a bit much? I really don�t remember threatening to run away.�
�That�s not the point. You might decide to at any moment,� Claire explained as he closed his fingers around Dice�s wrist. �Now, let�s see. How do I want to have you?� He tried to bend Dice�s arms so that they were behind his head.
�That makes me wonder if there is a good reason,� Daisuke was not giving in that easy. He purposely let his free arm go slack in hopes he could bend it out and away at just the moment Claire thought he had him. �Why I would suddenly decide to. Are you trying to scare me?� he said this in that cool detached tone he sometimes slipped off into.
Claire was just being playful, until now. He grinned evilly at Daisuke and wound the chain around his wrist. Securing the older man�s hands together, Claire slid off the table, dragging the end of the chain with him. He attached the chain to the leg of a heavy, defunct slot machine. Pausing to admire his handiwork, Claire laughed softly. �I hope you didn�t have anywhere to be today,� he leaned down to whisper in Dice�s ear. �Because you�re going to be tied up for most of it.�
Daisuke was now half on and half off the table, held up only by the chain around the slot machine leg, and the rope that bound his ankles to the table. Claire caressed his chest, and disappeared around an old jukebox, laughing.
Dice yelled after him. �Hey, what gives? Was this some elaborate plan to be able to get to your pill bottle or something? Damn this is tight.� Dice tested for some sort of weakness, dreading the short fall to the concrete floor if he suddenly discovered it �C�mon Claire let me go. This is embarrassing, and before �well I was kind of liking the rest.�
Claire reappeared, clutching a bundle to his chest. Putting it down on another table nearby, he returned to Daisuke. �You�ll like this too. I promise.� He grinned, in a way that could only be described as maniacal. Claire ran his hand over Daisuke�s face, and leaned down to kiss him as his hand slid down over his chest. Questing, surprisingly gentle fingers teased Daisuke�s nipples then found their way down to play over his hipbones.
�More of that would be okay,� Dice mumbled, through the kiss. He tried to look at it differently. He couldn�t understand why Claire had him like this. If he�d pushed his advances away he�d have understood. Claire wanted something and he was going to get it. But I wanted it too. At least what happens now isn�t exactly my fault, right? No, that�s a total lie I got here somehow.
Claire drew back, and put two fingers over Daisuke�s lips. �Try to be quiet. Giovanni or one of the others is likely prowling around the top of the stairs. If they hear you�� Claire grinned. �Do you want to explain what�s going on to them?� Claire�s other hand skimmed lightly over Daisuke�s hipbones again, and settled around his cock. Barely touching him, Claire worked his hand up and down the length of Dice�s cock as he leaned down to tongue his nipples.
�Depends on their reaction, I guess,� Dice said cursing silently as his body reacted to Claire's every touch. He could feel his feet dig into the green velour of the table to help his body bend more towards Claire�s fingers. �Are you so sure they wouldn�t let me go and kick your ass for not resting with a shoulder wound that up until now was making you miserable and might be getting worse?�
Claire laughed. �Don�t worry about me, Dice. It was only� four bullets. They�re making a big deal out of a flesh wound.� Claire laughed again, turning away to rummage through the bundle on the other table.
�You won�t be saying that when that drug wears off.� Dice came off sounding like a kid on a playground who caught another kid doing something he shouldn�t and now had vital blackmail material.
�I have more,� Claire assured him. �All colors, shapes and sizes.� He returned to Dice, wielding a tall, thin bottle of what looked like cherry Kool-Aid. �Like this, for example.� Claire used his teeth to pull the cork out of the bottle. Carefully, he poured a little over Dice�s cock. Corking the bottle, Claire put it aside and climbed up on the table.
�What now? Are you just going to look at me? And haven�t I already told you I am not susceptible to most drugs?�
�I know. I wouldn�t waste this on you. Virgin�s Blood is too expensive for someone who can�t enjoy it to be using.� Claire leaned down and ran his tongue up Dice�s thigh, catching the little dribble of liquid that was sliding down it.
Daisuke�s heart rate jumped. The last thing Claire-- who was already acting borderline psychotic-- needed was more drugs. His body recognizing the shift rushed to correct it and what should have come out as concerned panic came out all wrong. �You really don�t need anymore drugs right now, now do you Claire?�
�Don�t be an idiot, Daisuke. There�s no such thing as too many drugs,� Claire leaned down, his hot breath fanning over Daisuke�s cock as his tongue lightly lapped up the drug that had spilled over his balls.
Dice�s whole body rebelled against this and then seemed to open up a new sense of sensation. Bad enough he couldn�t get out of the position he was in but his mind was making decisions without him. And it had decided it wanted Claire to do everything and anything he wanted. Dice cried out a sound that expressed how good it felt and how annoyed he was with this turn of events.
Claire closed his mouth over Daisuke�s cock and slid two fingers under him to tease his opening. Claire�s tongue and lips moved over his shaft, working in experienced circles over every inch. His fingers pushed Dice open, and began to push in and pull out at the same pace as Claire�s mouth moved over his cock.
Body writhing like a trapped whore, Dice said desperately. �Claire, too much, too fast�I�m not used to�� He cut himself off to draw in a sharp breath.
Having cleaned Daisuke�s cock of all the Virgin�s Blood, Claire raised his head, but didn�t relent with his fingers. �You have no concept of too much, too fast, Dice. But maybe I should teach you,� Claire suddenly withdrew his fingers, and was off the table in a second.
�No! You don�t understand. I can�t handle it. That�s why I never did this with-� Dice stopped suddenly, trying to not reveal everything. It didn�t seem like a good idea just now to confess his Celestial heritage and subsequent sensitivity to Claire. The Vampire would likely prey on it if he knew. �I�m much better at giving, let�s say�then uh�being the one�uh given too.�
�You�ll learn,� Claire said simply, crawling back on the table, something wrapped in red cloth in his hand. �I promise.� He fiddled with the bundle, then eased his fingers back under Dice and returned to teasing his opening. This time, however, his fingers were covered in a slick, cold substance that allowed them to ease deeply into Dice.
Trying to pull away sharply from the icy touch he could do nothing about, Dice jarred his arm and felt the burn of an unhappy muscle. �Agh, my shoulder.� Then without thinking said, �Guess we�re even now, huh?�
Claire forced a third finger into Dice. �Almost,� he said, leaning down to tongue Dice�s cock again. This time, he was just swirling his tongue over the surface, as though searching for droplets he�d missed before.
�I�m really good at that you know.� Daisuke put on his best I�m worth every dollar voice. �Let me go and I�ll show you.�
�When I�m ready,� Claire assured him, working another finger, then his thumb inside Dice.
�Too much. Oh god, I�m hard.� Dice was starting to hurt from Claire�s unabashed exploration though his body was still reacting like it wanted it bad.
Claire moved his other hand, clutching something under Dice. He smiled evilly as he drew his fingers out, but quickly replaced them with something big, rounded and rather warm from being clutched in his hand. He pushed it into Dice with one hand, and used his other to stroke his cock.
�That�s not your hand anymore,� Dice said weakly, �What have you put�uh, there?� He tried to squeeze his buttocks together to move it out even a little.
Claire laughed. �My good friend, the 8-ball.� He informed Dice, working it just a little in and a little out.
�WHAT! That�s just sick.� Daisuke informed him. �You�re sick. Troubled. I can make a list.�
�Don�t bother,� Claire said, easing the 8-ball out of Dice. �I�m well aware of my charms, thank you.� He pushed two fingers back into Dice while his other hand worked on loosening the rope around his ankles.
�I can only hope this means you�ve come to your senses.� Dice could feel the give returning to the rope. �Good, you realize what kind of trouble you�re already in. My brother could have you sent to Magdalane Prison for this if you go too far.�
�And are you going to run and tell your brother about this?� Claire withdrew his fingers, and locked on arm around Dice�s waist. Raising him up, Claire slide to kneel between his legs. His free hand drew Dice�s legs up, wrapping them around his waist. Then Claire began to undo the clasps on his pants.
Dice was frantic-- though with the need to get away or be able to feel Claire inside him he couldn�t say. Slowly, almost teasing he said, �Maybe. Maybe I just would to see you put away.�
Claire�s hands roughly seized Dice�s hips. Eyes narrowed to angry slits, he drew Dice down, forcing his cock completely into him. Fingers digging relentlessly into Dice�s flesh, Claire pounded into him, anger pushing him to faster, harder rhythms. �I�ll escape, you know. And then you�ll have an angry beast-head Vampire chasing you to the ends of the earth.�
Dice had a smart comeback but it disappeared, lost to the crazed fucking he was being subjected to. His words formulated something entirely different. �Is this what you�all you wanted from me?�
Claire�s laughter was soft and menacing, as he leaned down to whisper, �What else is a pretty piece of blonde fluff like you good for?� He laughed louder, and threw his head back as his body shuddered and he filled Dice with his come.
Green eyes that rarely registered emotion became glassy, and Dice had to shut them in hopes of catching their contents. He was humiliated. Claire had had him like no other could before. And he�d so hungrily accepted every touch, every teasing breath. He�d virtually screamed out fuck me! And what was worse, as he�d feared, his body wanted more.
Gasping, Claire wrapped his arms around Daisuke�s torso and laid his head on his chest, careful to stay inside him for just a few more moments. Claire�s hands moved slowly, up and down Dice�s back, petting him as the Vampire lay, catching his breath. �Daisuke,� he muttered, sounding a little sleepy.
�If you�re done with me,� Dice found even he couldn�t mask the emotion in his voice this time. �Just free my arms. I�ll go. You�ll have made your conquest and I won�t tell a soul. But you�re on your own with the mystery assassin.� Dice gave in and let the tear fall across his cheek as it had been straining to.
Claire�s arms tightened around Dice, but only for a second. He forced himself to move away, sliding off the table. He put himself back together as he walked around and undid the chains on Dice�s arms. He used his good arm to keep Dice from falling to the floor. Pushing him into a sitting position on the table, Claire couldn�t stop himself from dropping both his arms over Dice�s shoulders and pressing his lips to the back of his head.
Daisuke was completely confused. He needed some answers. Hell, he needed to answer to himself. �I suppose you think I�m yours now, just like everything else. It�s ok. I lost myself for a moment. I didn�t want to be anything but yours. Are you happy, Vampire?� He didn�t say Claire because he was trying to dehumanize him. �Will you sleep better now having satisfied your curiosity?�
Claire pushed himself away from Dice. �Get out of here.� He said softly, as he walked towards the make-shift bed. �The Vampire has no need for you any longer.� He sat down, cradling his injured shoulder though he could feel no pain with all the drugs in his system.
Daisuke wrapped his arms around his naked body, wanting to move, get dressed, run away but unable to even lift himself from the table. Claire wasn�t the only one who walked a fine line between humanity and a chilled insanity. The older man fought the swirl of indifference that threatened to over take him.
Claire drew the blanket up around his shoulders, fighting a chill that seized him suddenly. �I said go, Aurora. Just leave me.� He didn�t look over his shoulder, but he knew Daisuke hadn�t moved. He could feel his presence still in the room.
Claire threw off the blanket and went in search of his pills. Fresh pain was starting to work its way through him. Something much more serious, much more frightening than a bullet wound would be tormenting Claire tonight. His hand closed over the bottles Dice had tried to keep from him. This would do for now. He wished there was more of the potent Celestial Blue. But it was hard to find, and he had carelessly used the last of it. Fighting with the bottle top as he made his way back to the bed, Claire shook out about four pills once he�d managed to open it.
A hand gripped his. Dice had heard him move to get the pills and decided the only way to not drown in his Celestial side was to be true to his feelings. How ever painful that was. �No more for you, Claire. Maybe you don�t care if you OD, but�I�do.� There he said it and that was that.
Claire wrenched his hand away from Dice. �I told you to go, didn�t I? Didn�t I tell you that the Vampire was done with you?� He dropped the pill bottles and turned away from Dice, gathering up the blanket. �Just go.�
Daisuke knew he was playing with fire. He tried to brace himself for the barrage of cruelty if it came. �I don�t want to go.�
�No one asked what you wanted,� Claire informed him, wrapping himself in the blanket. The air was much colder now. Had it always been so cold down here? He couldn�t remember.
�They didn�t have to.� Dice responded. �As long as I know what I want, it doesn�t matter.� He moved to call up the stairs. �I know one of you two-bit criminals is there. Bring us some tea. I think your boss is cold.� Dice had felt Claire shiver and seen his skin had paled but he didn�t want to try to tell Claire what he thought might be happening until he had to.
Claire glared at Dice. �At least you�re being useful,� he muttered, stretching out with his back to Dice. �Wake me when they get here.� He closed his eyes, but knew he wasn�t going to be able to sleep. Not while it was so cold in here.
�Claire, I�m not leaving, but I have to get someone to answer me so I�m going to see if one of your boys is milling about. I�ll be right back, I swear.�
Claire turned suddenly, grabbing Dice�s wrist. �Only Giovanni, Ian or Mitchell. Only one of them. The others� They�re not really mine� They were my father�s�� Claire released Dice�s arm. �Okay?�
�Of course, Claire.� Dice started towards the stairs before adding a little food for Claire�s thought. �I wouldn�t have trusted you to just anyone.�
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