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Jayce didn’t like to think of himself as a particularly unlucky person. But given his particular situation, it was hard to maintain that mindset. For your car to break down, in the middle of a thunderstorm on an isolated road deep in a pine forest. It didn’t seem like the situation could be any more unfortunate.
His phone had no service. So it was able to get worse.
Jayce had been coming back from a camping trip, cut short by the oncoming weather that hadn’t been forecasted.
Normally, Jayce would investigate the issue and figure out what had happened to the car, but in the pouring rain that rapidly transitioned to hail, that wasn’t a feasible option. It was getting cold and the sun had long gone down.
He could wait for the storm to let up- but Jayce had no clue when that would be. As it grew dark, a light was shining in the distance between the thick tree line. It was steady- a house?
There was no better option at this point, so Jayce conceded. His car was only going to get colder and he had no clue when anybody would come across him. If at all.
The rain let up once he trudged past the tree line. A stillness settled in the forest; it seemed that the pines towering above sheltered the landscape below from the outside world in its entirety.
Jayce weaved through the trees, keeping his eyes on the lights in the distance that seemed to glow even brighter in the inky darkness of the woods. It couldn’t have taken more than 15 minutes before he approached the property.
It turned out he had been approaching the back of the house- if he could even call it that. The building towered high above- it seemed to almost overtake some of the surrounding pines. A true mansion.
Circling around, Jayce found a long driveway leading up to the mansion that twisted into the dark woods. Tall double doors were illuminated by lamps showering light onto the walkway.
He made a run through the rain, careful not to slip on the pavement, and sighed in relief as he made it under the portico.
Jayce tried twice with the gold knocker to make his presence known, with no response. Someone had to be here- the lights were all on, afterall. He was so cold and… it wasn’t polite and probably locked, but Jayce tried on the handle anyway. The door creaked open.
“Hello?” Jayce called out, looking around the vast entrance. It was as opulent as he expected based on the outside. With picturesque Victorian architecture stretching vast arches of stairs up to a beautiful balcony looking down on the doorway. Two tall windows showing the continuous downpour outside that only seemed to be picking up in intensity. An unlit fireplace stood opposite of the doorway, with two grandfather clocks standing as pillars on either side.
The more Jayce inspected the room, walking further in, the more he noticed the oddities of the place. An absence of noise, minus the rain outside and his own muffled footsteps stood out first. A cracked, dusty mirror flashed at the base of the stairwell. Only one of the grandfather clocks was ticking away, but broken, forever stuck with its minute hand shooting back to 3:24. A thick layer of dust adorned the mantlepiece.
Maybe it's abandoned after all?
This wouldn’t make sense though- the grand chandelier was dimly lit up, afterall. Not by candle even- presumably by electricity or gas. Jayce peaked through the entryway leading to the right, calling out once more. It was a big building- maybe no one could hear him from here. “Anyone?” Jayce called down the hall, only to receive a glum flicker from the light fixture illuminating the hall.
“Am I interrupting?” Jayce banged his head on the wall at the speed of which he turned around. The blooming pain was easy to ignore when his eyes latched onto the man leaning against the base handrail of the stairs. His eyes- deep red- were twinkling with amusement as he watched Jayce. “You’re dripping all over my rug.” He stated plainly.
“I’m sorry,” Jayce blurted, feeling rather stupid. It felt as if his current predicament had vanished under the stare of this man, intense to the point that Jayce’s heartbeat was rising by the second. “My car broke down and it was so cold and my phone was dead! And this was the first place I could find for help, I really didn’t mean to intrude, I knocked but no one answered and the door was unlocked so-”
“Very chatty, aren’t you?” The man spoke softly, but with a cold dominance that made Jayce shut his mouth immediately. His cheeks heated and Jayce repressed the urge to apologize again. The man kept staring at Jayce unblinkingly, it felt as if he was being analyzed.
“Oh Viktor, stop teasing the poor man, he’s clearly been through a lot.” Jayce practically jumped at the woman who slid out from the hall he had just called down. How had she been so silent?
“How could I resist, darling? Just look at him.” The woman cozied up to Viktor, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek. Her eyes had a similar shade of red. Were they contacts? Jayce had seen Caitlyn use colored contacts before when she cosplayed, but it was a bit strange to wear them in the privacy of your own home, surely? Jayce tried not to judge though- especially when he needed their help.
“I just really need to use your phone.” Jayce said, trying to ignore the way his heart fluttered under the gaze of the couple.
“Is that so?” The woman tilted her head, smiling softly at Jayce. She licked her lips.
“Yes, that’s all. Please- with the weather, I’m pretty desperate. I’ll be on my way after that, I assure you.” It felt almost predatory, the way the two were looking at Jayce. With their unnatural red eyes and near otherworldly beauty- it felt uncanny.
“I’m unsure if our phone works currently, given the weather. It’s a landline and unreliable on the best of days. I will go check for you.” The woman retreated past Jayce from where she came, her hand just slightly brushing Jayce’s. So cold. They should light their fireplace, perhaps.
Despite her brief appearance, Jayce had felt less awkward in the presence of the woman. With her gone again, being left with just Viktor sent a chill down Jayce’s spine.
“Come with me.” There was no room for objection as Viktor turned on his heel, ascending the stairs silently, save for the dull thud of his cane. Jayce gripped the handrail tightly as he trailed behind.
“Where are we going?” Jayce asked, feeling very dumb to ask despite already following.
“To get you a towel, of course. You’re a sopping wet dog.” Humiliation rendered Jayce mute in response.
It was unsurprising that the bathroom was an opulent display of ruby and gold highlights on smooth marble. The room was bigger than the size of Jayce’s entire first apartment post-graduation. There was a vaguely floral scent surrounding the room. It reminded Jayce of his childhood, spending time in his grandmother’s rose garden.
Viktor grasped Jayce by one of his wrists to push a soft white towel into his hand. “Dry off.” Jayce obeyed quickly, starting with his hair and beard before faltering slightly. He knew Viktor was watching him. How much did he expect Jayce to dry off without taking his clothes off?
“What’s wrong, Jayce? Performance anxiety?” Jayce choked on thin air, glancing up to see Viktor’s smirk.
“I just- well, I’m not going to take my clothes off!” His face was burning. Viktor had to be doing this on purpose. They hardly knew each other and yet- “I never said my name.” Jayce mumbled it, more to himself than Viktor, but of course the other man heard as well.
“Hmm. I’m quite sure you did.” Viktor blinked. Something felt very wrong. Jayce shivered, but it had nothing to do with his wet clothes.
“I think maybe I should just leave, I feel that I’m intruding.” Jayce placed the towel on the side of the bathtub, disregarding pleasantries at this point.
Viktor shifted, leaning next to the door with a lax grip on his cane. “So soon? Before you’ve made your phone call?”
“Ah, it’s fine. I think the storm may be calming down by now- I’ll just-” Jayce made his way to the door and walked right into the woman from before. “Oh god- I’m sorry!” Jayce blurted, shame creeping through him as she practically toppled into him.
She steadied but stayed close to Jayce, not even half a foot between their faces. “In such a rush, dear?” She tilted her head, frowning softly. “I’m regretful to say that my fear has proven to be true. The phone will be of no luck tonight. Perhaps it will work once the storm clears up.”
“He wants to leave, Mel. Truly a shame.” Viktor leaned in to be just as close to Jayce. It felt too close-
“Really, I think this was just a mistake, I shouldn’t have bothered you!” Jayce tried to slip around Mel, but she pressed her hands to his chest, holding him in place.
“Nonsense, we love guests! Viktor here was too much of a tease, it seems. He’s very nice, really. Just likes to play with his food.” Her crimson gaze was piercing. Jayce really needed to leave.
“Listen, I’m sorry, but I must be going.” Jayce gently pulled Mel’s hands from him and squeezed past her. For a moment, Jayce thought they had finally conceded. He made it two steps from the bathroom before a pair of cold hands gripped his hips and pulled him back.
“It would be so disappointing for you to leave us, Jayce. Please, it would be wrong for us to let you venture into such dreadful weather.” Mel purred the words into his ear. Jayce felt a drip of cold sweat run along his temple. Her breasts were pressed flush against his back (why was he noticing that right now?!).
Viktor came into Jayce’s view. With the hand not holding his cane, he caressed Jayce’s face before gripping his chin with force. “Jayce,” Viktor said his name softly, like a prayer. “There’s nothing to fear, I can hear your heart beating so fast. Why are you panicked, darling? Stay. Let us take care of you.”
When Jayce met Viktor’s eyes, he felt something shift internally. The man’s eyes held so much depth- it felt like Jayce was falling into them, to the point that it was dizzying. “I really don’t-” Mel’s cold grip around him was crushing. He felt a tickle of breath on his neck when the woman leaned in… sniffing him?
“Viktor, my love, he smells divine. I can only restrain myself for so long.” Her teeth just barely scraped against his neck. And everything clicked into place for Jayce all at once. It was impossible, surely? But it would make sense-
“You’re vampires.” Jayce whispered, trying to shift away from Mel once again. It was useless against her impossibly tight grip. This can’t be real. “How-”
“Shhh.” Mel leaned close, running her thumbs soothingly up and down his hips, like calming a frightened animal. “Just relax, don’t think about this so hard.”
“Just keep looking at me, Jayce.” Viktor commanded, smiling softly. “Good boy…”
Heat rushed through Jayce at the last two words. Good boy.
“Oh, he likes that.” Mel purred. “Are you a good boy, Jayce?”
Jayce tried to shake his head, but was held in place by Viktor’s tight grip on his chin. “M’just- I gotta-” Words were jumbling together. The heat flooding through Jayce felt foreign, uncontrollable. It was spreading everywhere. Viktor came closer, still staring into his eyes. Jayce shut them tightly, trying to tilt away from the near-magnetic pull the vampire had on him.
“Don’t hide,” Viktor hissed. “Keep your eyes open, Jayce.”
“You’re doin’ something t’me-” Jayce slurred out and shook his head, trying to clear it. “What’re-”
One of Mel’s hands loosened on Jayce’s hip and began to tease at his waistband. One cool finger dipped below the elastic. On impulse Jayce’s eyes flew open and he tried to twist his head to look at her. “No- wha-”
“Focus.” Viktor’s voice grew softer and yet reverberated through Jayce’s skull. Everything else fell away when he looked into the vampire’s eyes again. “Give in. Let your deepest desires free, Jayce. You can be open with us.”
Each word sunk deep into the man- it felt like he was melting. Everything was incredibly warm- even Mel’s previously icy touch. All points of contact were teasing against his oversensitive skin: the vampires both touching him, Mel’s breath on his neck, even his own clothing sticking to him, still soaked from the rain. What was going on?
The haze slowly creeping into Jayce’s brain was parted when he heard Viktor.
“Get on your knees.” Jayce dropped before even fully registering what was said. Viktor’s word was law. “Good.” A rush of heat shot directly to his cock at the simple praise. He felt so impossibly hot.
Mel circled around to envelop Jayce’s view. Her skirt was gone, revealing her lacy black and gold thigh highs held up by a garter weaving into crotchless panties. Jayce’s mouth watered when his gaze fell on her length, framed pretty around the lingerie. She was a goddess.
“Go on, Jayce. Suck.” At this point, Jayce couldn’t even tell if Viktor was speaking out loud or he had penetrated Jayce’s brain somehow, ingraining his control into Jayce’s soul. It wasn’t a choice for Jayce to lean in- it was pure instinct. A need stronger than breathing.
Jayce pressed his face to Mel’s crotch, inhaling her scent. A soft hint of orange and a pleasant musk- light, but addicting. He pressed a gentle kiss to the inside of her thigh, trailing upward until kissing her from base to tip. The vampire sighed and ran her pointed nails through Jayce’s hair, scratching at his scalp lightly. “Go on, sweetheart.”
The man licked her tip once before abandoning all hesitance and taking Mel’s length into his mouth in its entirety. It wasn’t Jayce’s first time giving head by any means, but this experience was foreign. Her dick was soft on his tongue and held a unique taste- almost sweet. And cold. Vampire, he reminded himself, feeling the haze set over his mind once more.
Mel let out a soft gasp, still softly petting Jayce’s hair as he swirled his tongue around her dick, exploring every centimeter of flesh. “I forgot how different it feels… to be in something so warm.” Jayce whined, sending vibrations to the vampire’s core. “Oh, such a good boy,” Mel murmured.
It felt euphoric- Jayce knew it shouldn’t be, he knew he should be thinking of a way to escape, but with every whispered praise and pet, the urgency to leave faded. “Stay with us, Jayce.” Viktor said, crouching down next to Jayce, trailing one cool hand around the man’s neck. “You want to, don’t you?”
“Mmn’don-” Jayce whined around Mel’s length filling his mouth, sucking on it like he needed it to survive.
“What was that?” Viktor tilted his head, before closing his hand around Jayce’s throat. “Stupid whore can’t even keep cock out of his mouth for five seconds. How cute.”
“Oh, be kind, dear.” Mel huffed out, still caressing Jayce’s hair. “You act as if you haven’t been in his exact position before.”
Viktor kept his hold tight on Jayce and he felt the breath being squeezed out of him. “That’s true…” Viktor hummed. “I certainly wasn’t this pathetic while pleasuring you though, dear. Surely you see it?”
The woman huffed. “You say pathetic, I say endearing.” Mel paused her petting, scratching Jayce’s scalp while he kept sucking. “Now, let’s see how much he can take.” Her voice twisted into something more sinister. The chill of the room returned. Mel’s hand threaded into his hair to drag him back from her crotch.
Jayce gasped around Viktor’s cold grip as it tightened on his throat. “Please-” he rasped, closing one hand around the vampire’s wrist in an attempt to pry him off.
Mel yanked Jayce by the hair to meet her eyes as she towered over him. “Please what, dear? Are you feeling alright?”
Viktor didn’t let up his grip in the slightest- it might as well have been metal constricting around Jayce’s neck.
“Can’t- can’t breathe,” Jayce forced out. Mel smiled, her fangs on full display.
“Sweet thing,” Mel cooed. She gently closed a hand around Viktor’s arm. “Let him go for a moment, darling.”
The vampire pulled his hand back, and the two watched Jayce cough and desperately take in gulps of air. It didn’t last long; Jayce was pulled by his hair to look up at Mel once again. Viktor had left his side, so they both loomed over him.
“Come.” Mel didn’t even need to tug before Jayce jolted up. “Follow.”
It felt like he was unable to control his own bodily movements. Jayce followed the two without hesitation, like a moth to a flame.
-
They didn’t take long to get to the master bedroom. One moment, they were in the entrance and the next Jayce was pushed onto their bed.
Through the haze, Jayce couldn’t comprehend how it happened, but his clothes were ripped off without any care.
As it had already been established, the two were stronger than they looked and forced him to the middle of the bed easily.
It was embarrassing to admit, but Jayce felt himself growing wet from the way the two looked down at him. Like he was their prey; Jayce was truly at their mercy, unable to overpower them or even truly resist. Not only that, but with every moment, Jayce felt any ounce of opposition left leaking out of him through his cunt. He wanted to serve them.
Mel straddled Jayce, tracing one of her ruby red nails down his chest. He shivered under the attention and couldn’t contain a small whine when she trailed her finger into his pubic hair. “Oh, poor thing. You’re already so wet.” She merely ghosted over his cock before teasing at his slickened folds.
“Feels… too hot. Mel- please.” The vampire laughed softly and retracted her touch entirely. Jayce looked at her blearily, betrayed.
“He is going to break at this rate, Mel. Without something stuffed inside him, he cannot function. What a slut.”
“M’not a slut,” Jayce slurred out.
“Aww, poor thing.” Mel shuffled down, trailing her cold touch over the human’s hips before spreading his legs further apart. She glanced up at him with a smirk before leaning in to lick the tip of his clit teasingly.
“Hhh,” Jayce whined, automatically trying to shy away from the cool swirl of the woman’s tongue. “Cold-”
“First you were too hot, now too cold? When will you make up your mind, Jayce.” Viktor chuckled as Jayce twisted and thrashed, unable to escape the grasp of either of the vampires.
Mel’s grip on his hips was unyielding. He would have better luck trying to escape an iron statue encasing him. “Stop fighting it. We know you want this, Jayce. You don’t have to pretend.” Viktor’s finger trailed down to trace over Jayce’s neck.
The man shivered as one finger turned to three, then Viktor’s whole cool palm was pressed onto his throat, slowly squeezing. “It’s no worry,” Viktor added his second hand, closing off his airway fully. “If you can’t make up your mind, we can do that for you.”
“I- please-” Jayce choked out, blinking desperately into the glowing red eyes boring into his.
“Please what, Jayce?” Mel looked up from his crotch. “Use your words.”
Jayce drew in a shaky breath to utter out a weak, “More. Please, more.” He let out a weak cough and his lungs screamed for oxygen.
Viktor loosened his grip, smirking as Jayce desperately sucked in breaths of air. “Darling, I think we’ve found ourselves a eh… masochist. Isn’t that nice?”
“It is quite splendid.” Mel’s sharp nail traced over Jayce’s inner thigh.
“Noo- you’re doing it!” Jayce moaned when Mel’s claws scratched his soft flesh, leaving behind beads of blood.
“Oh, I didn’t do that. I merely tapped into your inner psyche… bringing out your true desires, Jayce.”
Mel licked the blood leaking from the scratches and hummed approvingly, before moving back to his cunt. “His blood is quite delicious, I’m curious to see how his pussy tastes now,”
The vampire pressed her tongue flat against Jayce’s hole, dragging it up to lap at his cock. Mel repeated the motion, then suctioned her lips around his t-dick, swirling her tongue. Jayce sobbed at the stimulation, jerking his hips away from the intense pleasure.
“Stay still for her,” Viktor hissed, gripping Jayce’s neck again tight. “Struggle too much and I might hurt you.”
Viktor’s words were command for Jayce, falling limp instantly despite Mel’s continuous sucking and Viktor’s hand pressing into his windpipe once more. He felt like a visitor in his own body, only able to feel but not control his limbs.
“There we go…” Viktor loosened his hold on the human’s neck, petting over the developing bruises encircling his abused throat. “A sweet doll for us.”
Jayce exhaled and tried to speak- but nothing came out except a weak whine. “Oh Viktor, isn’t he so cute like this?” Mel lifted her head from between Jayce’s legs, smirking at her husband. “I think we should keep him.”
“I would be inclined to agree, my love.” Viktor leaned close to Jayce’s neck, licking along his pulse. “His heart is beating so fast- so fearful.”
“That hasn’t been stopping his cunt from leaking all over my face.” Mel countered.
“He must love feeling trapped like this,” Viktor said. Jayce felt fangs dragging along his throat, with just a slight bit of pressure. If Viktor even pushed a little further, he would have his teeth sunken into Jayce.
Mel moved her attention back to Jayce’s cock, licking the tip lightly with her tongue. Despite having no ability to move, Jayce’s clit still pulsed and twitched from the stimulation. His hole was throbbing, he could feel his arousal dripping down past his taint.
The vampire dipped lower, dragging her tongue along his hole, an obscene noise accompanying the action as she slurped up his slick. Mel hummed in satisfaction, licking her lips before pressing her face flush to his cunt, slipping her tongue in his hole.
“Gha-” Jayce slurred out, unable to react in any way as the pleasure sunk into him in waves. It felt like he was melting and Mel was lapping him up- sucking out all his brainpower.
“You’re leaking everywhere, Jayce.” Viktor tutted, “Mel is being so kind to clean you up like this.” He grabbed Jayce by the hair and yanked his head up so he could properly view Mel. “Say thank you.” He hissed into the human’s ear.
“Ah- tha’k y-” Jayce pitifully moaned out, unable to speak properly without control of his tongue. He was so close- Mel curled her tongue upward. The appendage was impossibly long- she was everywhere in his cunt and managed to find every spot that made Jayce see stars.
Just as Jayce was about to tip over the edge, all stimulation stopped. Mel pulled back, smirking at his pleading expression before meeting her husband's eyes.
“He’s just too easy, isn’t he, Viktor?” The vampires exchanged a dark expression that made Jayce’s stomach drop. “So scared, yet so eager at the same time. It’s always fun to get a freak.” At the last word, Mel delivered a sharp slap to his pussy. All Jayce could do was weakly cry out, the pain bringing him even further from orgasm.
“Careful, Mel. He’s the type to cum if you hit him too much.”
“Ah, good point. Thank you, darling.” Mel giggled, then shifted past Jayce to press up to her husband. “Viktor- I need you now, please.”
Her husband smirked as she crawled to him, beckoning her close. Mel softly groaned as Viktor gripped her hips, shifting her to sit in his lap. Their lips meeting seemed to emit a noise akin to Mel tonguing Jayce’s pussy. The two vampires pressed against each other, as if they were trying to meld together.
“God,” Viktor moaned against his wife’s mouth, “I can taste him on your tongue, his cunt is quite delicious.”
“Ah- truly.” Mel kissed down Viktor's throat, biting along it mercilessly, leaving circles from her teeth that would never gush crimson. “It makes me think how delicious his blood will be.”
“Right there-” Viktor said, and pressed into Mel’s touch as she teased her hand in between his legs, teasing at the seam of his pants.
“I want your cock so badly, Vik.” Mel whispered, slowly unbuttoning and slipping his pants down. “Please, darling?”
“Of course,” Viktor smiled at her, pulling out his thick, flaccid cock. “You always look so pretty split open from me. We should show Jayce, hm?” Mel smirked, glancing carelessly at the human before leaning down to give her husband’s cock her attention.
Jayce was in hell. His cunt was on fire, leaking profusely as he watched the scene unfolding in front of him. All he could do is softly whine in an attempt to get attention from the vampires, but it was clear they were intentionally ignoring them. He might as well be invisible to them.
“Ah~” Mel sighed as Viktor gently pressed a slick finger into her ass. It didn’t take long for Viktor to add another finger to scissor her.
“You should turn your ass towards our new toy, dear. Let him watch,” Viktor helped his wife shift her hips before resuming his fingering.
They were clearly putting on a show, just to make it even worse for Jayce. Mel moaned softly, leaning towards her husband so they kissed once more, uncaring of the loud, wet noises coming from the action.
With the hand not pleasuring Mel, Viktor reached down to push on the pump at the base of his cock, bringing it full mast.
Jayce has seen his fair share of cocks before- but Viktor was huge, and it was terrible to see it, knowing it wasn’t going inside of him. He wanted to choke on it- he wanted to be split open from it desperately. The couple shifted once again, angled so Jayce had perfect view as Viktor slowly pressed his tip to Mel’s lubed up hole.
“Fuck- you’re so tight, Mel.” Viktor hissed, gripping her hips tightly as he restrained himself from roughly bottoming out instantly. “So good for me.”
“Deeper, Viktor! Please,” Mel looked at her husband desperately, pushing her ass back towards his hips faster, encouraging him to bottom out. Viktor didn’t need telling twice, thrusting in so he was flush to Mel’s plump ass. She sighed, satisfied as Viktor began moving his hips at a slow, loving pace.
“You feel so good, Mel.” Viktor murmured, pressing a kiss to her neck.
“Ple- ee-” Jayce whined, feeling his cunt throbbing, desperate for some kind of attention.
“Hm?” Mel opened her eyes, glancing in Jayce’s direction with a glint of amusement. “It’s begging again, Viktor. Isn’t that so cute?”
“Poor thing,” Viktor said, sparing a glance at the human as well. “Has it finally decided to cave?”
“Hh- uh huh,” Jayce tried and failed to nod. Anything- he would do anything at this point to cum. It was torture, being forced to watch and unable to join.
Viktor chuckled, and halted his thrusting into his wife. “What do you think, Mel? Has it earned our attention yet?” He gently pulled out of Mel, watching the way Jayce quivered with an interest that a sadist would hold for a rabbit bleeding out.
“Ah, I think so- look at those eyes, it looks on the verge of tears! We have been cruel enough.” Mel shifted her hips, sitting up. “Besides,” the vampire whispered, bringing herself close to Jayce’s neck, “I am awfully hungry.”
“Ah, I am growing quite hungry myself, that’s a good point. I’ll let you have the first taste, I’m going to try out this pretty cunt.” Viktor spread Jayce’s lips, pressing a cold finger tip at the entrance of Jayce’s hole. He whined at the sensation, unable to do anything but desperately clench in an attempt to invite Viktor to sink his finger inside.
“Desperate.” Viktor chuckled, fisting his cock briefly before pressing against Jayce’s hole. “It’s so wet, I don’t think prep is even needed.” He sunk in without a single pause. The stretch was just on the wrong side of pain- enough to drag weak whimpers out of Jayce. “Oh, what? Now you’ve changed your mind?” Viktor cooed, bottoming out with one more rough thrust.
“I’ll help give it something better to focus on,” Mel smirked, licking a stripe up Jayce’s neck. Her teeth teased his throat- so close. Viktor pulled back, tip just barely still inside Jayce, before slamming back in. His pace was unapologetically rough, with Jayce’s whimpers only spurring him on further.
Then Mel sunk her teeth in, and Jayce’s vision whited out. It should have hurt- all of this should be hurting, but he was cumming harder than he ever had in his whole life.
The vampires were saying things above him, but his brain was static. Pleasure and pain took over all his thoughts. It felt like his orgasm was endless. Through it all, Mel was sucking and Viktor was still thrusting into him. Like he truly was just an object for them to play with- whatever he was experiencing was irrelevant to their own actions. He existed for their pleasure.
Mel pulled back with a lick to the bite mark. Her lips were stained crimson with his blood. “Oh Viktor, it tastes even better than I expected, you must try!”
Viktor paused his abuse on Jayce's hole. “Bring some to me if you will, love. As you can still I'm still a bit eh… caught up in using it while it's still warm.”
“Of course.” Mel sunk back into Jayce's neck, giving a harsh suck that drew a weak whimper from the human.
With her mouth full, Mel met Viktor's lips, transferring Jayce's blood to him. Red dropped down Viktor's chin as he licked into his wife's mouth. Jayce's blood was still warm as it landed on his thigh.
“Mmm. You're right. It tastes so good… I almost want to just keep it as a blood bag.”
“I understand, but it would be so much maintenance keeping it alive. All that food and water, it's ridiculous!”
It was so fucked up, but the way they were talking made Jayce feel a stab of shame that he would be high maintenance for them to keep…
“Eh, Mel- careful! Look how sad it is.”
“Oh, don't worry darling, we will keep you. Just not as a pesky, bothersome human.” Mel cooed, leaning in to lick into Jayce's mouth. He tasted his own blood on the vampire's tongue. Viktor resumed his thrusting.
“Just a little more, then we can turn it.” Mel murmured, moving down to feed on Jayce again.
Viktor gripped Jayce's thighs tightly, his thrusts turning shallow and uneven. He let out a hiss as he came, and pinched Jayce's clit with a cruel grip as he did so. The jolt of pain sent Jayce over the edge again, making him feel even weaker. His whole body was jelly… he was losing too much blood. Jayce let out a small groan when he felt Viktor pull away, leaving his cunt empty and weeping.
“Oh dear.” Mel pet Jayce's cheek, spreading blood into his beard. “It's fading, Viktor.”
“Not yet. I'm not done with it. Wake up!” Viktor slapped Jayce's pussy with a harsh smack.
“Ack!” Jayce’s eyes shot open at the hit.
“We should do it soon, that way you can use its throat the way you like while it's still breathing.”
“Be my guest,” Viktor flicked Jayce's dick once more, smirking when it pulled one final weak moan from the human.
Mel hummed, then gripped Jayce by his neck and squeezed tight to lick the blood that seeped out. “Just a final taste before it turns bitter,” Mel said, then bit down a final time.
The sensation this time was different- where before Jayce felt his body become overtaken by a warm pleasure that took every ounce of pain and stress, this time he felt himself becoming full. It wasn't painful, but it wasn't good either- his brain seemed to catch up to the situation finally. Alarms went off and panic set in as it hit him. They were poisoning him, they were turning him into a vampire and he was going to-
Viktor gripped Jayce's head, tilting him back to look up at the cock hovering over his face now. “Lick,” Viktor commanded.
It wasn't a question. Jayce could feel his head again and the only use he had for his mouth was to kiss and lick Viktor's member.
“There we go… good toy.” The vampire slapped his cock on Jayce's face a few times. Everything was getting hazy again. Jayce felt high- cock drunk. He opened his mouth without being told to- he knew this was what he needed to do. “Oh Mel, it's not even going to need much training.”
Mel let up on releasing the venom to watch her husband feed his cock into Jayce's mouth.
Viktor hit the barrier of Jayce's throat. He adjusted the human’s head, tilting him forward further so his cock sank easier into Jayce's pliant throat.
“Ah. It's tight. Have you never done this before, Jayce?” Viktor didn't expect a response.
Both vampires watched with greedy eyes as Viktor bottomed out, his cock bulging through Jayce's throat. Within a few seconds, the human started gagging and convulsing around the intrusion blocking his airway.
“This will be so much easier once it doesn't need to breathe.” Viktor sighed as he pulled back, giving Jayce a moment to suck in air.
“Give a few minutes for the venom to spread, then you can use it until it's cold. Then it'll wake up in a few hours to be our toy forever!” Mel pet Jayce's throat. “This'll become a wonderful fleshlight.”
Viktor grunted an agreement as he pushed his cock back into Jayce's throat, faster this time.
The vampire pulled back twice more before he began thrusting into Jayce's throat with the same energy he previously had with his cunt.
Jayce was dying. He was dying and he wanted to cum again so bad. What the fuck was wrong with him?
Mel has left his side- evidently to give his cunt attention again. Something wet there- something sucking his cock and then he was filled again. Viktor wasn't pulling out- his lungs strained, desperate to suck in oxygen being denied by the cock buried inside his airway. His vision was fading and when he thought it was over, the vampire pulled back.
A sharp slap assaulted his cunt at the same time that he breathed in, drawing out a weak cry. Jayce didn't have energy to make noise anymore- he didn't even have energy to panic. Tears ran down his cheeks freely, leaking into his ears and the pillow beneath.
“God, you're so pretty,” Viktor whispered, looking down at Jayce with a warm look. For a brief moment, Jayce forgot the situation and his heart fluttered at the way Viktor was looking at him. Only a moment though. Next thing Jayce knew he was being tilted back and being used as a toy again for the vampire.
“Has it been long enough, darling?” Viktor huffed.
“Hmm. Another minute perhaps. Then it should be ready.”
Viktor kept up his thrusting, teasing at the edge of Jayce's mouth for him to suck in a breath of air for half a second before continuing his assault. Jayce willed his body to stop breathing- for it just end, but his instincts betrayed him every time.
Mel was filling his cunt, shallowly and softly thrusting in comparison to Viktor. The hair of Jayce's thighs were being softly petted by her. The contrasting treatment, the pain, the blood loss, the oxygen deprivation and the pure pleasure was all mixing together. Jayce couldn't do anything but cry and take everything the vampires were giving him.
“It's time, Viktor.”
“Finally,” Viktor groaned, pulling out of Jayce to slap his face with his cock, then resting it on the human's throat. “I love that feeling when their throats tighten up and their lungs give out.”
Mel laughed softly. “Well, enjoy it dear. It'll come back in a few hours after you finish with it.”
Her husband didn't need telling twice. Viktor tilted Jayce's face up for a moment, making eye contact. “Ready, toy? I look forward to seeing those pretty eyes grow lifeless.”
Jayce sobbed. His cunt tightened around Mel inside him. “Oh- Viktor I think it likes that it's going to die choking on your cock!” Mel said.
“Perfect,” Viktor purred, pushing Jayce's head back to the previous position. “How did we get so lucky, Mel? Finding a toy that naturally loves being used like this?”
“Must be some good karma from- something, someho- Ah!” Mel came with a groan, squeezing Jayce’s hips tightly as she rode out her orgasm. “Wow.” Mel pulled out and ran a finger along the human's dripping hole. “Poor thing… it deserves to come once more.”
“I wonder if that would make it squeeze even tighter,” Viktor said, fully sheathed inside Jayce's throat once more. “Let's find out.”
Jayce felt reality starting to slip out his fingers- probably in timing as he bled out. That wasn't even going to be what killed him though- Viktor wasn't stopping. Mel's tongue swiped along his oversensitive dick, circling it before she suctioned on. It felt too good- he couldn't breathe but his cunt felt so good and he wanted to cum, he wanted to breathe but he wanted to cum more.
Please, please, pleasepleaseplease-
White hot pleasure crashed through him, he felt something shooting out of him. “It squirted! Wow!” Mel's voice said over him. Viktor said something, but the blood pounding in Jayce's ears was too strong. Everything was getting dark- his body stopped heaving for air. It was over. Viktor's cold fingers pressed on his throat tightly, squeezing and the last thing Jayce felt was vampire’s cock throbbing inside him as he lost consciousness.
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“Jayce?”
“Give it a bit more time, Mel. The process always varies depending on who was turned.”
“This is far past the normal time. It should be up.”
“...perhaps the venom didn’t set in before its heart stopped.”
“It’s possible. I swear my timing was correct-”
“Don’t be so hard on yourself, my dear. It will still be with us, just a shallow grave outside, instead.”
“I suppose. Shall we deal with it now?”
A hand on Jayce’s shoulder caused him to fully jolt back to reality. He sat up with a gasp, and gaped at the two vampires sitting on either side of him.
“Oh! This makes things easier.” Viktor said. Mel hummed in agreement.
They both had their crimson gazes fixated on Jayce. It made him automatically want to squirm under their scrutiny, but he felt locked in place. Any time he tried to speak, all the words died in his mouth in front of the two of them.
“Look at me, Jayce.” Viktor’s sultry tone made it impossible to resist. Just as before, it felt like the vampire’s gaze was something Jayce was falling into. “You want to stay here with us, yes?”
And it wasn’t even something Jayce could think about before nodding.
“You’ll serve us? Let us keep you?”
Continuing with his nodding, Jayce managed to utter, “Yes.”
The twin smiles adorning the couple’s face at his word was enough of a reward to Jayce already, but he melted even further into his new role when Mel cooed out, “Oh, it really is so sweet, Viktor. This will be a lovely new toy for our home.”
“I very much agree with you, my love.”