Note: Okay, so this turned out a bit more explicit than I had planned, but hopefully you'll cope. If it's too explicit, please say so. XDD Again, not for those who dislike any boy on boy action. Sorry if there is any grammar or spelling errors. >.<;
Love Always Finds a Way by Meera Flame
“Ah … Darren …” Mr. Crepsley moans as he c** inside me. I lean up to kiss him. Wet lips covering those that shiver. My lips leave his. I look up at my lover, who is still panting. And it’s such a beautiful sight, to see him like this; panting, bare chest heaving, sweat rolling down his face, lips parted, eyes closed. I smile.
His dark, green, beautiful eyes open and meet my brown ones. His lips are turning into a lovely smile once he catch mine.
“Beautiful,” I murmur. Mostly to myself.
“Huh?”
“Well — uh — you’re — I mean.” I struggle to find the right words without sounding cheesy, and I start to run my right hand up and down his sweaty chest while I try to figure something out. “Beautiful. That’s what you are — I mean it. I really do.” I shook my head.
That was such a cheesy thing to say, you moron! I almost slap myself in the face.
Then he kiss me. His lips already wet from his own salvia. The breathtaking kiss seems to last for eternity, but when the lack of oxygen is starting to take its toll, we end it.
“That was a very nice thing to say, Darren.” My cheeks heat up. Embarrassed.
We lie like this for several minutes, his body still on top of mine, as we listen to both Vancha and Harkat’s snoring. The Vampire Prince and the Little Person is lying by themselves. Many, many feet away. But the snoring can still be heard.
It hits me then, while lying there, that Larten and I have never said the three words that whispers words of love and commitment. Only expressed it with our bodies. I have often thought about it. But the words never reaches my mouth. I’m too afraid to say it. I’m afraid he will leave me if I tell him.
Finally, he rolls off my body and drags me into his embrace. “I have something to tell you, Darren.” I hear him say in a very serious tone. Something in the pit of my stomach twitch as the words reach my ears.
Is he leaving me?
“I should have told you this earlier,” he begins. His green eyes burning into mine. “I love you.”
***
I wake up screaming. Once again my dead mentor has haunted my dreams. The tears are already running down my face. The fact that my beloved is dead is hard for me to accept.
I hate it when I have this dream. But I also cherish it. In the dream I relive the last night Larten and I had together as lovers before the hell night in the Cavern of Retribution. It was the night when he told me loved me; the first and the last. Now I will never be able to hear those words escape his silky lips again.
I thought I knew love when I met Debbie. But I was wrong. Mr. Crepsley showed me love. He helped me to take the last step into the world of adults — the world where you show love not only with words, but with your body.
It’s not unknown that when I first became a half-vampire, I hated his guts. But after some time I started to like him. Maybe too much. But I didn’t tell him that. I was afraid he would leave me. Drop me off on some deserted island. Not wanting a lovesick assistant. So I hid my love with my supposed hatred. Best way to hide love.
Our secret affair first started when I reached the purge and became a teenager. When my hormones started to show off. It was when it reached my crotch that Mr. Crepsley helped me. At first giving me mind-blowing hand jobs, but soon enough that turned into something even more intimate.
The first time Mr. Crepsley had made love to a male, but he told me he needed no instruction manual.
The first night lead to another. And at that time, we were not only a vampire and his assistant, but lovers.
I always wake up like this. Screaming. Crying. I miss him so much I could tear my heart out and give it in return for his life. I do not want to live without him. But I have to. I know I will meet him again. In Paradise. Because love always finds a way.
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