14. UNDER THE MOONS AND STARS

UNDER THE MOONS AND STARS

J ulian lifted off his shirt at the same time he was toeing off his boots. Only vampire athleticism stopped him from falling over as he hopped on one foot towards the pool. Daemon chuckled behind him, seemingly content to simply watch the view of him getting naked. Julian didn't mind. He wanted to dive into that pool while having the twin moons above him. Somehow that would make him feel more connected to this place, make it more real, that he should be doing something as mundane as swimming.

He shucked his pants and underwear off, leaving them in a pile on the ground. Totally naked, the cool air of the Ever Dark embraced him. His nipples peaked and he had that electric feel of being cold, but that was as much as the temperature did for him. It was a minor discomfort.

He walked over the rest of the way to the pool on bare feet. The pavers were smooth under the soles of his feet. The pool had a black and blue slate bottom. Glowing gold crystals lined channels along the sides. There were graceful, half-moon shaped steps that led into the pool. He stepped on the first one and an inch of water covered his feet. He let out a moan.

"It's warm!" he called to Daemon over his shoulder.

"Of course! I wouldn't have a chilly fledgling," Daemon answered.

The Vampire King was sitting on the edge of a lounge and pulling off his boots rather languidly. He was clearly enjoying being home.

Julian went down the steps until the water reached his waist. It was glorious. The pool was rectangular and fifty feet long with an infinity edge. There was a hot tub in the center. Water from the hot tub flowed into the pool, which likely explained the pool's warmth. He let himself sink down so that he was underwater up to his neck. He moaned again with pleasure.

"Comfortable?" Daemon asked.

"More than," Julian said.

He looked at the lights of all of the palaces and the many other buildings in Nightvallen. They were all lit up and reminded him a bit of Chicago where the tops of the skyscrapers often looked like ancient Roman or Greek temples and were lit often starkly to show their sharp lines and soft curves. Julian's forehead furrowed.

"This is all very modern, Daemon," Julian called over.

"Hmmmm?"

"This pool. The hot tub. The loungers. I would say it looks like something I saw on television for a luxurious, rich person's home," Julian said. "This can't be the original things you had here."

"Oh, no, but the Ever Dark is always changing," Daemon answered. "Like your things. It changes for who is here. Balthazar will find his home very changed. Caemorn will find his the same. Seeyr will likely incorporate some modern conveniences that either she experienced or Sophia will tell her. Fiona, well, I'm sure hers will be very modern."

"Why won't Caemorn's have changed if everyone else's has?" Julian asked as he did some laps until he was nearly in the middle of the pool. He could no longer even brush the bottom with his toes.

"Because Caemorn--or Kaly--wants to see things as they were so they can understand them in situ," Daemon answered.

The Vampire King was now just down to his pants. His bare toes bunched against the cool stone.

"He's like an archeologist," Julian laughed. "Of his own life!"

"It's likely how he will try to rediscover himself. I, personally, hope that he does something different as well," Daemon agreed.

The Vampire King watched as Julian dove under the water and surfaced like a porpoise. Julian slicked back his hair with one hand and grinned at his Master.

"You should come in! The water's fine!" Julian enthused as he dove under once more, skimming the bottom with his belly. Not having to breathe was a complete plus.

He circled the entirety of the pool before he surfaced again. When he wiped the water out of his eyes Daemon was no longer on the lounge. His pants and the rest of his clothing were neatly piled, but there was no sign of the Vampire King. For one very silly moment, Julian panicked, but then his vampiric senses came online acutely.

His head jerked to the left. He looked into the water, but saw no one, certainly not a very large Daemon. Yet he heard a heartbeat coming from there and the whoosh of water being displaced.

The Helm gift! Julian realized, recognizing the gift of invisibility.

He grinned. So two could play at that game. The moment that he felt the brush of Daemon's fingers on his ankles, Julian teleported to the other side of the pool. The water exploded where he had been as the vampire "shark" came up to grab its prey only to find it had escaped.

Glowing red eyes--which if he were honest were a little creepy--whipped towards him and he caught a glimpse of sharp, white teeth. Julian braced himself as those eyes disappeared and immediately appeared beside him. He let out a squeak--yes, it was a squeak--as powerful arms encircled him. He tried to slip from them and dive into the water again but those arms tightened around him, trapping him against a powerful chest.

"Kiss first and then you can flee," Daemon murmured into the cusp of his ear.

Julian grinned and turned his head to capture Daemon's lips. He tasted of pool water and that certain something that was intrinsically him. His blood had that taste as well. It felt wrong to call it an umami taste, but it rather was. Deep and rich and incredibly delicious.

Their tongues tangled against one anothers. Julian moaned for a third time this night as their water-slick limbs brushed against one another and sharp fangs came out. Daemon pierced his own tongue so that some of his blood trickled into Julian's mouth. That electrifying feeling the blood gave him coursed through his system as it coursed its way down his esophagus into his stomach. A warm glow, as if he had drunk a glass of whisky, filled his belly. He felt a little light headed and sloppy, but in a happy way.

Daemon reluctantly released him from the embrace and Julian only reluctantly pushed away so that they were a few feet apart. He had to get away from the bad predator after all.

The Vampire King cocked his head to the side as he regarded Julian's movements. He was clearly looking to see which way Julian would strike out into the pool. Right? Left? Or back? Would Julian teleport or become invisible? Or maybe both? Julian chose both.

With a breath he leaped up into the air, gracefully arching backwards as if he intended to dive into the deeper part of the pool, but instead in mid-arc went invisible and then teleported right into the hot tub.

Problem was that he teleported five feet above the hot tub and so he fell in making a considerable splash. By the time he had surfaced, Daemon was lounging in the hot tub with him, arms stretched out along the top. He looked like he had been there ages and Julian wondered if he had used the Seeyr ability to know what Julian intended.

"You're doing very well," Daemon commented. "I was worried you wouldn't take to teleporting. Some new Wyvern have found themselves stuck inside of walls or ceilings."

"I just teleported into thin air. I could have teleported again when I landed in the water, but it's so nice in here." Julian tipped his head back as the superheated water and bubbles massaged his scalp.

"Ah, now I know how to lay a trap for my most delicious prey," Daemon chuckled as he wound one leg around Julian's waist and pulled Julian towards him.

He was between Daemon's legs now. The soft flesh of Daemon's inner thighs had Julian's mouth watering. Daemon's red eyes were hooded.

"Do what you like," Daemon murmured. "You should feed more."

Julian's stomach rumbled. He didn't wait for Daemon to invite him again. He slowly submerged. There were no air bubbles that needed to leave his lips. He looked up at Daemon through the film of the water. His vampiric sight meant that though it was night, it wasn't that dark for him so he could see handsome, strong plains of Daemon's face, those blush lips, the faintly raised eyebrows in anticipation and amusement. Daemon's head was haloed by stars. There were so many that even with the city lighted up they could still be seen. They were like clusters of cold, white gems around the Vampire King's head. It was a surreal sight. Julian's heart clenched in love for this being who was his through all time.

Daemon's fingers carded through his hair as it waved around Julian's head with the stirring of the bubbles and jets. Julian kissed the tips of those fingers and then went for softer flesh between his thighs. Julian's stomach trilled with anticipation. As he began kissing Daemon's knees then working his way up towards the V of his crotch.

The water dilutes the taste of Daemon's skin on his tongue. But Julian knows that the moment he sinks his fangs in that the blood will trail up onto the roof of his mouth. Daemon's bobbing cock brushed against the top of his forehead and nose as he continued to nibble along those muscled thighs. He mouthed that cock. It was velvety and hotter than the water around them. His tongue traced the back of the prominent vein following it to the tip. His tongue snaked out and traced the salty taste of Daemon's cum that was forming there, preparing his body to cum.

The taste of Daemon had Julian closing his eyes. His whole body trembled with anticipation. They were going to make love and feed. Those two things were completely interconnected between Master and Childe.

He dragged his fangs along Daemon's cock. The Vampire King's stomach muscles tightened in anticipation. Julian smiled. He kissed Daemon's balls, mouthing them. But he wants a far more solid meal than this tender cock. He returned to those thighs. He opened his mouth and slowly let his fangs sink into Daemon's right thigh. Daemon's hands smooth over his back as Julian tenderly sucked on his blood.

Strength and warmth suffuse him. He drew deep pulls of blood from Daemon's thigh. His back arched and Daemon's hands linger on his ass. Julian pushed against his hand, eager to be touched, needing to be filled. Julian withdraws his fangs. The blood spiraled in the water even as the marks disappeared in seconds. He fastened onto the other thigh. Kissing that soft, sensitive flesh before plunging his fangs in. Daemon's fingers were delving between his ass cheeks. Stroking his anus. Causing his hips to shift involuntarily.

He starts kissing up those thighs again and up Daemon's rock hard stomach. He surfaced, pretending a bit to be a kraken, as he continued to drag his tongue and teeth and lips over Daemon's addicting skin.

His hands slid up onto Daemon's pecs and his thumbs slid over the darker areola and nipples. He bit his lower lip as the hunger built. He leaned in and kissed and licked the hard nubs. Saliva filled his mouth as he placed his lips around the soft skin. Daemon cradled the back of Julian's head as he began to suckle.

Julian's fangs pierced that tender skin and the blood flowed like honey onto his tongue and down his throat. He could feel the heat of it entering his body and his limbs went loose and tingly. His cock immediately hardened and he pressed it against Daemon's inner thighs.

Daemon reached down with his free hand and stroked Julian's penis. The warmth from the blood combined with that of his arousal and he felt hotter than the water surrounding them. Daemon expertly squeezed along his length as if testing for ripeness. This thumb spread open Julian's slit. Julian sank his fangs deeper to that tasty nub. His reward was a faint sharpened breath from Daemon.

Julian broke off from the one nub to go to the other, kissing a line between them. The faint traces of blood he left he licked up before he centered on that unbitten nipple. His fangs cut through flesh like a knife through butter on a hot day. Blood, sweet as candy, filled his mouth.

Daemon's mouth was kissing the top of his head, slowly and reverently. The Vampire King's breathing had sped up with every pull. His cock bobbed against Julian's stomach. Daemon brought both their cocks together in his one hand and began to stroke them. Julian's hips stuttered at the touch. His fingernails dug into the hard pectorals, but he left no mark.

He needed Daemon's lips then. He released the nibbled nub and sought out Daemon's mouth. Daemon helped lift him into his lap. Julian straddled him, knees resting on the seat inside of the hot tub. Daemon was stroking their cocks hard and fast then slow and gentle. The difference in rhythm had Julian feeling like he was going to cum before diving back down to an erotic sizzle.

He was breathing heavily as he brought his wrist to his mouth and bit it lightly until the blood flowed. Crimson rivulets coursed down his forearm as he offered himself to Daemon. The Vampire King's eyes looked to be on fire . Julian thought that most humans would have seen the pits of Hell reflected in those eyes and not doubted for a moment that Daemon was the Devil and all the Vampires were demons, fallen angels that intended to seduce humans away from God. But Julian saw an elemental being so different and yet close to himself. He saw the beauty in the fire. The protectiveness of it against the eternal night and surrendered himself to it.

Daemon reverentially took his bleeding wrist and kissed the wound. His lips were coated in crimson that he slowly and sensually licked off. A drop of blood--just ready to fall--hung from his forearm and Daemon positioned his tongue beneath it to catch the crimson offering. He closed his red eyes and savored it.

Daemon had first tasted Julian here. Had drained him nearly to death and then given Julian his own blood in return. Julian's gaze lingered on his Master's face, but then went over his head to the city beyond. Unlike when he and Christian had come here not so very long ago, this place had a sepulchral feel, but now… now he knew it would soon be bursting with life. This place would be-- was --home. And the terrible memories of what had happened here would be replaced by glorious ones.

He felt Daemon's lips on his wrist, taking just a sip of his blood, before licking the rest of his arm clean. When Daemon opened his eyelids, his gaze was so tender and longing. Julian dipped his head in and they kissed. He tasted his own blood on Daemon's tongue and Daemon did the same on his. The connection of blood completed them.

Daemon's hands curled around Julian's ass, releasing his needy cock then. They dipped into the crevice between his buttcheeks, trailing up and down, over his sensitive anus. He knew that hole into his body was pulsing with the desire to be stretched and filled.

One of those questing fingers thrust up into Julian's body. There was that breathless feeling of first being pierced. Julian's head fell back and Daemon's lips were nibbling at the hollow of his throat. He felt Daemon's fangs lightly drawing over the thin skin there and he shivered. That finger wiggled within him as Daemon reached the base of his throat and licked a strip up to just under his chin.

A second finger joined the first within him. The burn of the stretch caused Julian's cock to throb with need. The hot water had him loosening more quickly. His fingers pulled apart as Daemon drew them out then he brought them together as they plumbed deep inside. The Vampire King's mouth fastened over the pulse point in his neck and Julian swallowed hard.

Daemon lifts Julian as easily as if he weighed no more than a feather. Even without the help of water, Daemon's strength always shocked Julian. He had almost always been the bigger and stronger partner in bed. Now Daemon was practically a jungle gym for him to crawl all over, cling to and know that he couldn't break. But Daemon treated him as a precious treasure, but not a fragile figurine.

A third finger joined the other two and Julian whined. It was a sound that vibrated in his throat over the place where Daemon's lips were. The Vampire King let out a low growl and his fangs are suddenly out and drawing thin trails of blood.

Daemon positioned the head of his cock--thick and plump--against his anus. Julian took in a deep breath as Daemon brought his body down on that brilliant spear. Daemon's hips lifted, helping the connection of their bodies. His ass met Daemon's thighs. Julian breathed deeply as that massive cock was all the way inside of him.

Daemon's mouth left his throat and they were kissing again. Breathless, devouring kisses under the Ever Dark moon and stars. Julian swore that the stars sparkled more above them. They remained like this for long moments before Julian began to bring himself up and down on Daemon's cock. The water sloshed over the sides. Bubbles splashed everywhere. Daemon grinned at him. He evidently enjoyed this new aspect of his palace. Julian grinned back.

Julian's fingernails dug into Daemon's broad shoulders as he fucked himself on Daemon's cock. The heat and friction inside of him is almost maddening. His cock slapped against Daemon's stomach with every movement. That slight sting helped hold his orgasm back for a time.

Daemon raked his nails down Julian's back only to have them rest on Julian's ass then squeeze his cheeks. Their mouths were on one another's. Frantic kisses. Blood flowing between them. Nips on throats and shoulders.

Julian grasped Daemon's face in both of his hands and kissed him. Again and again and again. As he drilled down onto that cock. Having it spear his body to the core. Rubbing his own cock against Daemon's stomach.

Heat, impossible heat, built within him even as his blood sang with Daemon's. Their bodies came together one last time. Julian felt Daemon's cock swell. His own cock jerked once and then he came. His semen clouding the water around them as Daemon's was spilled inside of his body, planted deep inside. Both of them cry their completion into each other's mouths as they couldn't stop kissing one another.

Exhausted, but tingling, Julian kissed Daemon lazily even as their bodies were still connected. Daemon teleported them both from the hot tub to the pool. The difference in temperature caused Julian to hiss, but his body is rather grateful for the coolness. Daemon floated on his back and Julian rested on top of them.

The moons and stars beamed down upon them, bathing them in their magical light, as Nightvallen came more and more alive.