Andy and Sebastian

Andy’s mind swirled with the knowledge he’d gained as he took his shower. He’d spent so much time contemplating that his fingers became pruny before he even started washing up. He turned off the water, wrapped himself in a towel, and walked into the front room, about to do as he was told. But something was holding him back. If he didn’t fight, he wouldn’t stand any chance against the vampire. If he let him follow through with this “obedience training,” as he put it, he could be broken, made completely subservient. He couldn’t let that happen, not without a fight. He wouldn’t take this treatment like an obedient, trained dog. He wouldn’t lay down on his back and just take it. He had to put up a resistance.

Andy sat down on the bed, the towel around his waist, and waited.

Sebastian returned with two PB&Js and potato chips — something that can be left out for a couple hours without getting bad. He put the plates down next to the door and looked at his slave sitting on the bed.

“Hands and knees, boy,” he ordered sternly, pointing downward.

Andy looked down at his knees and tightened his fists, not budging. “I won’t lay down and take your abuse,” he muttered quietly, under his breath.

"Hm, being defiant, huh?” Sebastian commented. “Alright, fine with me." He walked up to Andy and jammed his hand against his throat, pinning him down. Andy gagged and grabbed Sev’s wrist, trying to pry it off his neck. He used his remaining hand to claw at Sev’s face, and kicked his legs wildly, but was hardly able to break the skin and couldn’t make any impact. He could see him take his other hand from behind his back, holding a syringe with a huge, scary needle. Before Andy could even react, Sev jammed it into his neck and stood back as he watched his slave fall asleep.

Andy woke up secured to a cushioned sawhorse with additional platforms for his arms and legs, forced into a kneeling position, in a way where he could rest his chin on the top if he wanted to. He looked up and saw Sebastian sitting on the floor across from him, finishing Andy’s lunch. His stomach growled when he saw the food.

Sev stood up and tied a blindfold around Andy’s eyes, then walked behind him, placing a hand on his ass. He kneeled down so his face was level with Andy’s asshole and spread his cheeks. Next to him was a small array of various toys and instruments of light pain for him to use as he pleased. Not being able to see would heighten Andy’s physical experience and make him more sensitive to the pain.

"Mm, very nice." The man rubbed Andy’s asshole with his finger, letting it slip in a tiny bit every now and then. Each time it did, Andy moaned loudly in a complicated mixture of pleasure and pain.

Sev’s tongue pressed against the boy’s asshole. Andy shuddered as he felt the man’s tongue lick all the way up his taint and flick his hole. He stuck the tongue in a little bit as he ate his ass completely out, massaging his cheeks.

He pulled away for a second, and Andy suddenly felt an intense pressure against his asshole as a huge, slippery dildo pressed against it. 

"You ready to get fucked, boy?" Sev asked menacingly.

Andy shook his head. “N-no, please, don’t…. I’ve never had anything like that … in there….” His voice was hushed as he begged. He knew it wouldn’t do him any good. His ass puckered in apprehension, as if attempting to shut out the invader.

He felt it press more and more as the dildo slipped in. It hurt like a bitch, especially since the sensation was something he wasn’t at all used to. The dildo slipped in continuously until the whole foot-and-a-quarter length was deep up inside him. 

"Feel that? How is it?" Sebastian asked.

“I-it hurts!” Andy exclaimed, squirming uncomfortably. “Take it out!”

Sev laughed. "Ever been fucked by a machine?" he asked. Andy suddenly heard a mechanical whirring. The dildo started to slip out of his ass. It slid back in, then out, as the speed steadily and slowly increased. Andy suddenly felt a hard slap on his ass as a flogger came down incredibly hard, with Sebastian harnessing his vampiric strength to hit him. Worse yet, the flogger wasn’t made out of leather strips, but plastic gimp, which caused a horrible, intense sting, forcing a loud yelp out of Andy. His body jerked and the dildo jostled inside him, giving him even more pain.

Sebastian hit his slave over and over on each ass cheek, turning it a bright shade of red. He also made sure not to neglect his back as he whipped it with the flogger, hard enough to leave little welts and even open the skin in places. The thudding wasn’t so bad, but the sting was unbearable — much more painful than one would expect it to be if they saw it. Towards the beginning of the assault, Andy groaned, but as the same spots on his back received further abuse, his groans grew increasingly louder. He fought the urge to keep begging for mercy out of desperation. Tears leaked from his eyes and started to flow down his cheeks and chin, dripping onto the cushioned surface he was strapped to.

As he was hit with the plastic flogger, the machine continued to pump that massive, thick dildo in and out of his virgin ass. It mostly hurt, but as it sped up, he started to also get a small amount of pleasure out of it.

The machine fucked him harder and faster until it reached top speed. Each stroke went all the way in, then came almost all the way back out. The pounding was so fast and so forceful that his body lurched forward with each painful —yet somehow so pleasurable — stroke. Somehow, despite all the pain he was feeling, Andy’s hard-on stood strong in front of him, dripping with pre-cum.

After Andy’s ass was completely red and covered in bloody welts, Sebastian finally let up on the flogging and let his pet really experience the ass-fucking.

Andy’s loud, pain-filled moans which filled the room started to quiet down just a little when he was no longer subjected to the flogging. As he took in the assault his ass was receiving, Sev picked up a clear, vinyl fleshlight from behind him, lubed it up well, and positioned it in front of Andy’s erect dick. As the machine pushed him forward, the tip of his cock touched the fleshlight's entrance and just barely slid in, causing him to moan louder.

Sev positioned the fleshlight closer to Andy’s body so more of his dick slid in with each thrust of the machine. He pressed it against the base of Andy’s cock as he was pushed forward so it went all the way in. 

The machine continued to fuck Andy’s ass, and as it pushed him forward with the thrusting, he was able to fuck the fleshlight. He also had the option to move his hips a bit so he could fuck the fleshlight harder, but that meant getting fucked harder by the machine. It was a predicament, but he couldn’t help himself. No longer crying as hard as before, but moaning loudly in both pain and pleasure, Andy started to hump the fleshlight a little bit, getting even more pleasure out of the sensation.

As the desire to cum built up inside Andy, Sev grabbed a wand vibrator from behind him and pressed the cold plastic against his sensitive taint, then turned it on. Andy’s pained moans were further drowned out by his moans of pleasure, his cheeks a bright red.

Sebastian moved the vibrator up and down Andy’s taint a bit, pressing it against his balls. Then he moved it around his balls and tried it against the base of his dick, which was still sliding in and out of the fleshlight. 

Andy could feel himself getting incredibly close to orgasm. Before he got a chance to shoot his load, just as it really built up to the very edge, Sebastian suddenly took away the fleshlight and the vibrator, denying him the chance to cum. Andy exclaimed loudly in protest and started violently bucking his hips, trying to make contact with anything that could get him off. His dick dangled in the air, desperate to be touched just a little more so he could shoot his load, which was just itching to come out. 

"Aww, poor boy." Sebastian stood up and placed a hand on the boy’s red and sweaty back, moving around in front of him and removing the blindfold covering his eyes. "Do you want to cum?" 

Andy nodded and stopped his hips. “Yes, please, Master. I want to cum so bad….” he begged. He could see a sizable tent in the groin of his master’s pants.

"Hmm, unfortunately, you're gonna have to earn it. Are you willing to do that?" Sebastian unzipped his pants and let his cock fall out of the zipper. It wasn’t horrifyingly big, but also not small at all. It was a good 7 inches long and quite girthy, with a curly, black bush at the end. He put the tip of his dick suggestively against Andy’s lips. "If you want to cum, you're gonna have to suck it."

Andy pressed his lips together as hard as he could, turning his head to the side so his master’s cock was pressed against the corner of his lips.

“No,” he spoke without unclenching his jaw. “It’s not worth it.”

"Too bad. Guess I'll have to convince you. But first, I've got a load of my own that needs to be released." Sebastian put the blindfold back over Andy’s eyes and walked back behind him. He could feel the fucking machine start to slow down until it came to a stop. A deep, long sigh of relief came from the boy as Sev removed the dildo from his ass. But before he got a chance to relax, Andy felt Sebastian’s own cock head press against his gaping hole.

“No, no…” he whimpered to himself. It was finally time. He was about to lose his ass virginity, and that feeling sank low in his stomach. “I’m not ready….”

Sev rubbed his head around the hole a bit, stimulating and teasing it. Lube from the dildo, which had a little bit constantly leaking out as it was fucking him, dripped out of his ass, and that, along with the little bit of pre-cum on Sev’s cock, made it extremely easy to slide it in.

Andy moaned again. This one was much smaller than that huge dildo from before, so it didn’t really hurt much going in. Sebastian started to move his hips so his cock slid in and out of Andy’s ass rhythmically, grinning at his reaction as it brought him more stimulation. He placed his hands on the boy’s sore, sensitive cheeks as he started to slowly fuck him. Somehow, getting fucked really slowly hurt more than getting it really fast.

Sev started to speed up more and more until he was fucking him with his vampiric strength. Andy groaned loudly, tightly gripping the edges of the cushions his arms were strapped to. It was almost frightening how hard and fast the man was able to slam into him, but still not quite as much as the machine. But the thing that made this so much worse than Andy getting fucked by the machine was the humiliation and emotional scarring that went with having an actual human dick inside him. His tears continued to flow from his eyes as he cried from the shame.

The boy’s grunts and cries made the cum build up in Sev’s balls three times as fast. Knowing that he was in pain — both physical and emotional — was exhilarating.

Andy could hear Sev’s grunting occasionally mixing with his own moans as he slammed into him with incredible force and superhuman speed. Sev’s thighs against Andy’s recently punished and red, throbbing ass added an additional insult to his plight. The vampire let his hand rear back and smack the boy’s healing ass, causing an incredible and surprising amount of pain, as well as another louder moan from his throat. Sebastian’s fingernails dug into Andy’s back, leaving deep, bright white scratches that started to turn red in some places after a few seconds.

Sev bit his lip, feeling himself get closer to orgasm, and closed his eyes and turned his head back, taking in the sounds Andy made as the vampire got ready to blow his load.

“Please… cum inside me, Master,” Andy begged. Sev didn’t take his begging as wanting to feel his ass filled with his juices. Instead, he took it as begging him to hurry up and finish so he could stop fucking him already. Frustrated by how ready he was to breed the boy’s tight virgin ass, Sev decided to hold it in a bit longer and fuck him for a few extra long minutes. It was amazing how his vampirism allowed him to have so much more endurance. With the way he was fucking him, he should have been long past exhausted by now.

Sev kept thrusting for a couple more minutes until he decided he couldn’t take it anymore, and finally let himself go. Stream after stream of cum filled up Andy’s ass, which tightened around the man’s erupting cock. Sev dug his nails into Andy’s cheeks and held him tightly against his own thighs as his cock went all the way in, exerting even more pressure on the boy. Sev grunted loudly, filling the room with his deep moans of pleasure as Andy felt the liquid filling him up.

As soon as he was finally done, Sev let go of Andy and pulled out his softening dick. After wiping his cock head against the boy’s ass cheek, he put it away. He felt like the best thing to do next would be to offer him a chance to be good and give in to his original request, but his dick was much too sensitive to be sucked at that moment. It would have to wait. 

Maybe he will offer on his own; we'll see.

"God damn, boy. You're tighter than an emo kid's skinny jeans." He wiped the sweat off his glistening forehead.

What an outdated analogy… Andy thought to himself. He took a deep breath and started to relax, but before he had a chance to let his guard down, Sev procured a small, flexible, leather paddle from his collection of toys and tapped it against his balls.

Andy whimpered in fear as the paddle continued tapping until it started to become painful. He squirmed in his bindings and moaned. The paddle kept tapping continuously until it was causing him considerable pain, and he resorted to begging again.

“Stop, stop… it hurts…. I’ll be good, Master, I promise.” His eyes watered again and the squirming became more desperate as he fought to escape the paddle. In response, Sev grabbed Andy’s balls around the base and pulled, not unlike the way he did when he was using the pen on them to get rid of the hair. Of course, this only made things much worse. Andy cried out helplessly, his whole body tense as he endured the endless ball-busting.

By the time his balls were red and swollen in his master’s grip, Sev let go of them and moved around in front of Andy and removed the blindfold once again.

Sev stroked his long, erect cock and stepped up near Andy’s face with it positioned near his lips. It already had a tiny bit of pre-cum dripping out, and he knew that was going to have a taste.

"Open wide.”

Andy hesitantly opened his mouth and stuck his tongue out a bit. Sev moaned softly and thrusted his hips forward a little, sliding it in. He went in a good four inches before he started to dip towards Andy’s throat. He pulled back out about half-way, then went back in.

"Wrap your lips around it. I want to feel you suck it."

Andy sucked the man’s cock into his mouth obediently. The taste was sickening, and the feeling even worse. 

This is awful… he thought to himself, but somehow his dick started to gain hardness once again, defying his feelings of humiliation and discomfort.

"Mm," a soft, short hum came from Sebastian’s throat. He leaned forward a bit, encouraging the boy to continue.

Andy bobbed his head slowly over his master’s cock and hummed softly. 

Sev exhaled deeply from his mouth, his hand coming up as his fingers combed through the boy’s gorgeous, brown hair. He wanted to push forward more, to fuck his slave’s face mercilessly, but held back, deciding to let Andy do the work.

"Good boy," he said softly.

The boy took Sev’s cock halfway down, letting it dip in his throat. He held his head down for a few seconds before gagging and moving it back up again.

Sebastian moved his hips forward, forcing Andy’s nose to touch his pubes as his entire 7-inch length went into his throat, making him gag again. He held his hips there for a couple seconds before letting Andy go.

"Fuck..." Sev muttered to himself, moaning slightly every now and then, thoroughly enjoying the feeling of Andy’s mouth on his cock. "Good boy. Watch your teeth." He moved his hips in and out of his mouth, being sure that each inward thrust was as deep as he could go, making the boy gag before coming out. Gagging once wasn’t so horrible, but multiple times started to really hurt. 

Sev remembered, this was why he had a slave. One reason, that is. He let Andy continue sucking him off for a good while before a sudden and incredible agony suddenly came from his dick. Sebastian looked down and, to his horror, saw his own blood all over the boy’s face. He quickly yanked away, and Andy’s teeth scraped at the skin on his member, making the pain even worse. The son of the bitch had bit down — hard.

Sebastian took a butterfly knife out of his pocket. He flipped it open and used it to cut the straps holding Andy down, too angry to care about replacing them. He sliced open each of the straps, not at all careful and cutting deep into the skin underneath on Andy’s arms, legs and back, causing him to scream in pain. The cuts were deep enough that they already started to bleed heavily. As soon as he was freed from his bonds, Andy was shoved onto the floor. Sebastian walked around and gave him a swift kick in the gut. Andy could feel the steel toes in the man’s boots as he made full-force contact, knocking the wind out of him.

Andy wheezed, gasping for air and holding his stomach, "Fuck…." he muttered, and groaned on the floor. Andy tried to push himself up to his hands and knees with one hand still on his stomach. He glanced up at the man and saw his dick, still hanging strong, starting to mend itself. The blood was still there, staining his jeans down the groin and legs, but the wounds were already starting to close.

Before he could fully pull himself up, the vampire gave him another kick, this time in the shin, bruising it heavily. Next was unexpectedly in the face with his other leg, shattering the right side of his jaw and sending teeth rolling across the floor. Kick. Kick kick. Sebastian broke three of Andy’s ribs on his right side and bruised two more on the left.

Stars crossed against Andy’s fading vision, but he remained conscious as he was beaten to an absolute pulp. At one point, Sev stepped on Andy’s left arm to try and keep him from rolling over, putting enough pressure on it to break it in three places, a bulge in the flesh where the bone was sticking out on the inside. He did the same to his right leg, as well.

Andy was a bloody mess, with multiple broken bones in his body, missing teeth, and a black eye and shattered jaw. When Sev was finally done beating the unholy piss out of him, he dragged him into the adjacent room where the bed was, then through the door leading to the outside, across a hallway to another door, and through a prison cell-type room. In the room was a broom closet, which Andy was roughly thrown into and locked inside.

The closet was empty and incredibly cramped. Andy leaned against the wall, breathing heavily as he fought to hold back from crying. Every sob that forced its way through caused a jolt of agony to shoot through his chest. He wanted desperately to lay down, to take some of the pressure off his numerous injuries, but was only able to sit up, leaned against the walls, his legs crossed and arms at his sides. He was alone in the dark, only a minuscule amount of light shining through a vent towards the top of the door.

Hours upon hours passed. He was left with his own thoughts, finding himself incredibly bored by having nothing to occupy them except the pain of his beating and empty stomach, and the somehow worse pain of the cramping in his body from being kept in such surprisingly tight and restrictive bondage. 42 hours passed, and Sebastian finally returned to free him from his prison. As the door unlocked and swung open, a flood of bright, white light from the room poured in. It took a minute for Andy to get used to before he realized it was actually quite dim. 

Sev looked down at him, festering in his own filth, with red, pus-filled sores covering his ass and legs.

“Filthy, miserable boy,” Sev spat. “Do you have anything to say for yourself?”

Andy looked up at him, remembering not to make direct eye contact. His face was sunken and dark, and Sebastian could tell he had hardly slept at all. It was a pathetic sight to behold.

“I’m sorry,” Andy croaked weakly.

"You don't sound very sorry..." Sev responded, suggestively putting his hand back on the door. He wasn’t going to lock him back up; without water, he wouldn’t last much longer. But he wanted to hear him beg.

Andy delivered. “No, no!” he cried desperately, putting his hand out. “Please don’t!”

His arm quickly fell as the pain of the fractures forced him to lower it. He looked down. “I’m so sorry, Master. It was a terrible mistake. I promise nothing like that will ever happen again.” Tears fell down his cheeks and he sniffled as he spoke. “I can’t stand to spend another minute here. Please, Master, please let me out. I swear I’ll be good. I’ll be your obedient slave. Please don’t close the door. I’m so sorry.”

Sev nodded. "Much better. Here." He slid over a towel for Andy to wipe his hands on and a plate with a large, juicy gourmet burger and fries — and, more importantly, that gallon bottle of water. "Drink slowly. You're dehydrated."

Andy took the bottle and started to drink. He tried to pace himself the best he could, but was so thirsty that some water spilled down his chest. The burger was hard to eat with one hand, but doable. Onions and pickles slid out the other side. One he was finished eating and had enough to drink, Sebastian handed him a tall glass of a deep, red liquid. 

"It'll hurt, but I need you to finish all of it," he said.

He did. The taste of blood was cruel on his taste buds and sickening to his stomach, but as soon as he finished, his body started to heal. He screamed softly in pain, writhing in place as the bones shifted and snapped together inside him, bonds reforming and tissue regrowing until his whole body was completely healed.

Sev grabbed Andy’s leg and squeezed it. It hurt more than usual, still sore from the mending, but was no longer broken. He tested his arm, ribs, and jaw the same way. Then he opened his mouth. 

"Fuck. I knew this would happen. Okay, you're still missing a couple teeth, but we can worry about that later." His sores were healed too, but the skin on his ass was still sensitive, and his whole body was dirty and rank. "You really need a bath," Sebastian remarked. "Actually, a shower might be better. Can you walk?"

Andy tried to stand up, but the newly-formed tissue in his bones was still weak, and he had yet to regain all the feeling in his toes.

"Here." Sebastian leaned forward and wrapped Andy’s arm around his shoulder, propping him up. He helped him out of the closet and Andy was able to get a better look at the room he was in. Across from him was another steel door, but in the small room there was a twin-sized camping cot, a toilet, a sink with a mirror, and a glass standing shower. Sebastian helped Andy into the shower and closed the door. There were some support bars on the walls that he was able to lean against as he cleaned himself, as well as a loofa and some women's soap and shampoo.

“When you’re done with that, get some sleep. I’ll be back in about 12 hours to collect you,” Sev told Andy as he got in the shower.

“Yes, Master.”

Sev returned on schedule to see Andy laying on the cot, still sound asleep. He nudged him awake. As soon as Andy sat up, Sev wrapped another towel around him — just as clean, plush, and soothing as the last one. 

"Go ahead and cover up. I'm taking you home. Well... to your new home, that is." He grabbed Andy’s leash out of his pocket and connected it to the collar, leading him out the heavy door.

The other side of the door was a hallway. It was dark and damp, but resembled an old, almost zombie-esque hospital, complete with a stray stretcher on wheels with restraint straps dangling off it. It was creepy. Sebastian walked Andy down the hallway, and he could swear he was able to hear faint screams coming from behind one of the closed doors. They stopped suddenly, and a woman came out from behind that door. She wiped sweat off her forehead using her arm, as her hands were covered in blood. She looked up, saw Sev standing there, and stopped. 

"Oh!" She bent her legs and looked down at the floor, like a courtesy. "Mister Castilla. My apologies; I didn't mean to run into you."

Sev nodded back at her. "Sabrina. Good day. How are you?"

She glanced at the door behind her and wiped her hands on her shirt. "Oh… you know. Busy."

"Me too. I'll talk to you later, okay?"

"Okay. Oh, is this..?"

"Yes. Goodbye, Sabrina."

"Yes, Sir. Goodbye, Sir." Sabrina walked away down the direction the two came from.

Sebastian said nothing and continued walking down the hall. At the end was an elevator. He pressed the button, and Andy could see they were on floor 3. They went up to floor 5 and exited. To Andy’s surprise, they were now in what felt like an apartment building. Down the hall were doors labeled like apartments. They walked a few doors down to room A6.

"Here we are." Sebastian opened the door to show a quaint, cozy apartment. The door led into a front area with a kitchenette to the left and a living room behind it, on the opposite wall from the front door. Directly in front of that was the master bedroom, and to the right was the dining table, bathroom and guest bedroom. The furniture was all very simple, and there were a few decorations such as paintings and keepsakes around. Andy could see out the window in the living room that the sky was gray and dreary, and the window had metal bars on the outside. The whole apartment was carpeted except the kitchen and bathroom. No cold, hardwood floors. 

"Welcome to your new home,“ Sebastian said.

Andy stepped inside and looked around. “What about those other rooms, downstairs?” he asked.

"That place is where you'll go to be punished, mostly. This is your actual home. You'll live with me. Most nights, we'll sleep in my room, but if you're good and you really want to, I may let you sleep in your own room." Sebastian unhooked Andy’s leash, leaving on the collar, and closed the front door. He walked towards the kitchen, taking out pots and pans from the cupboards. "Now, I'm gonna start making dinner. You can do what you want. The cable is locked, so we only get our own channels on the TV. It works like a website. Pretty cool, if you ask me. But you might see something you like. That's just one option though. You can do whatever you want in the apartment. Take a nap, walk around, stay and chat... I don't care."

Still a bit tired and not sure he’d slept enough to make up for all he lost while locked up, Andy went over into the smaller of the two bedrooms and laid down for a nap. He was woken up an hour later by the smell of something delicious wafting in from the kitchen. He got up out of bed and remembered that he was still naked, then curiously eyed the dresser in the room. Looking inside, he found a neat array of plain T-shirts, sweatpants, shorts, and underwear. After putting something on, Andy exited the room.

The dining table was already set pretty romantically, with a white table cloth, flower vase centerpiece, and a full setting of silverware. Sebastian was setting down two plates with chicken parmesan and steamed broccoli. He sat down and poured the two of them some water and some wine. 

"Take a seat,” he invited.

Andy did so, sitting across the circular table to the other place setting, and started to eat. Like everything Sev made for him, it was delicious. 

“So… what is this place, exactly?” he asked the vampire after a few minutes.

Sev hummed, as if trying to decide where to start with his explanation. "I joined this place back in 1923, not long after it was built. I guess one way to describe it would be a place for like-minded people like me to release their... stress. But I suppose that only applies to half of us. For the other half.... Hmm. A guess 'hell' would be a good word? Yeah, sounds about right. Point is, you're not the only slave here, and I'm not the only master. There's actually a couple thousand of each of us, as well as a few grunt workers to keep the place running. It's actually, truthfully, an expansion of a project that's gone on for thousands of years. But this is the first real facility supporting it. You just got unlucky enough to be a part of it."

Andy nodded. What the man was saying was terrifying, but it didn’t catch him completely off guard. He already accepted that he would be here for a while, and by now he knew it was a fairly big place.

“So, what about that girl downstairs?”

“Sabrina was an employee of mine when I took a sabbatical from this place and went back to overseeing operations in China. We both know mainland Chinese, but she’s also fluent in Mandarin and Cantonese, so she acted as a translator-slash-assistant of mine. Us living in such close quarters together, we had a few flings and, I guess you could say, became lovers. I realized that she also had a severe sadistic streak, and I may have entertained certain... fantasies of hers. I revealed I was a vampire and let her go to town on me. She loved it, so I invited her back to this place. Now here she is. Although it’s been some time since we’ve had relations.”

Andy nodded. For some reason he felt a pang of jealousy, but quickly shoved it away. There was no reason for that. The two of them finished their dinner in silence before Sebastian stood up.

"Alright, I think we're done here." He started to pick up and put away the dishes, and asked Andy to help out. When they were done, Sev led the boy back to his room. "Let's get some real sleep."

Andy climbed into the right side of the bed, and as soon as the vampire followed him, he wrapped himself around Andy protectively, his arms around his midsection and chest, his legs around Andy’s, and his face taking in the scent of his hair. As soon as Sev felt Andy’s heartbeat slow down, and knew he was asleep, he started to drift off, as well.