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vampire au meme

Your characters are now vampires, one is the sire and one is the sired. Play out the relationship that results from this!

- Post your characters, name | series | preferences in the subject.
- Go to RNG for their role. Note it somewhere or roll for each individual response.
- Others respond after going to RNG and getting a prompt.

RELATIONSHIP
1. Sire.
2. Sired.

SCENES

I.
1. teacher/mentor | you have to teach your newly created vampire the ropes.
2. resented | the vampire you created resents you for what you made them. can you work it out?
3. tracked down | you're being tracked down and hunted and the only thing that matters is keeping the vampire you created safe and vice versa.
4. injured | one of you has been injured and is in need of some blood.
5. before | you're giving your potential child an option to become like you... or maybe you
6. wildcard | missed something? want to combine options? go ahead.

II.
1. first time | you're confessing your love for your creator or the vampire you helped create.
2. prey | you have to show the other the art of hunting and preying on humans for food, how to seduce them.
3. sharing | maybe one of you is reluctant to drink from humans, but it works just as well from your lover or maybe you just got carried away in the throes of passion.
4. gift | a gift of food to feed on or a literal gift, you like to spoil the other.
5. dedication | you need the other to know how important they really are to you.
6. wildcard | missed something? want to combine options? go ahead.

III.
1. torture | they disobeyed you and it's time to pay.
2. no spelled y-e-s | they don't want to be like you, but you'll make them into a vampire anyway.
3. mine | the other is yours, only yours, and you will claimed them.
4. trapped | you're trapped in physical danger or about to be set out to burn. can you get out of it? or can you only save one?
5. fight | verbal or physical, you are at each other's throats.
6. wildcard | missed something? want to combine options? go ahead.

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Lindsey hadn't known the man was a cop. He was just turning another trick, luring an unsuspecting kiddy perve to serve him a sweet dinner, and this man had all the shady, sleazy look of one who would.

"Come on, mister," he purred as soon as the room door closed and he pushed himself bodily against the man. One hand dipped down to palm the man's package, pressing gently through the fabric to massage the meat. They always tasted better when they were pumped full of endorphins after all.

"What do you want me to call you?"

Ben tilted his head back, keeping his mind set on the job and off of what he was doing as he played the part to a T, rolling his hips into the touch. Some days he really did imagine he was going to hell, good he was doing or not. Someone had to get sense in boys like this kid. And a good scare of the police station and some forced counseling had done some of them good. He knew he couldn't save them all from themselves and the sick perverts out there. But sometimes he wasn't so sure he wasn't one of them, too.

"How about we make it a little more interesting?" He slid the handcuffs out of his back pocket, letting them hang on one finger and forcing his best grin.

"And then you can call me officer." Most of the time they didn't catch on until he was reading them their rights, but he never let them get past getting too handsy through the front of his jeans.

He did not ever want to associate this with pleasure.

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Lindsey however had other ideas as he started to lean in and kiss at the man's neck with chilled lips, tonguing and sucking, spending an especially long time over that one pulse point just to the side and under the chin. He warmed right up from the contact and reveled in the perve's heat.

"Officer?" he asked, the purr rumbling right against Dean as he expertly began to undo the man's belt single handed. Loosening buckle, he slipped it halfway through the hoop before moving down to undo the fly of those jeans.

"I can do that, officer," he breathed out when he finally moved away from the neck to look down at the offered item.

Ben had always been quick, and he had no reason to suspect that he would need to be a lot faster with this kid. He was just a kid who had been standing out in the night air too long.

The hand not holding the cuffs went to Lindsey's wrist right away, moving as quickly as he could to get one of the cuffs on.

"Sorry, Kid. It's nothing personal, but this is for your own good. The streets are no place for kids like you."

Here the boys usually started to panic, or thought he was just really into roleplay, but all of Ben's smiles had vanished. This was getting way too far.

Lindsey liked force, sometimes, but he didn't feel like it now, nor how the perve was trying to force the issue. Likely to the man's surprise, Lindsey broke out of the grip like it was nothing and twisted it back around. In a move that was faster than a human could follow, he snapped that open cuff around the man's wrist and let the set dangle from it.

"No, I don't feel like cuffs tonight, officer." Grabbing him by the front of his shirt, Lindsey leaned in and licked a trail along his chin. His other hand went to lock the door and put on the deadbolt.

"Will you really arrest me?" he asked, eyes wide and innocent and not a bit of fear. "I'll be good if you don't put me in jail."

Ben growled a bit out of irritation and frustration, but the kids strength and speed surprised him.

"This isn't a joke, kid. I'm not playing a game. Solicitation is a serious offense and whether you have other plans or not, you're going to be coming to the station with me."

His hand went for the door bolt, a frown etched into his expression.

"I don't think so, officer," Lindsey purred. In a surprising show of strength, he hauled the cop forward by his shirt and dragged him backwards to the bed.

"What do you know, you really are a cop." Lindsey had only meant to catch a perve, but that he found himself an undercover cop truly delighted him. These guys had caused his growing up such a hassle and he had to give up many a lucrative johns because these guys were coming around.

His widening grin wasn't quite innocent anymore. Feeling the bed touch the back of his knees, he suddenly twisted around and threw the cop down on it.

As soon as he hit the bed Ben was trying to get up again. There was something very wrong here. This kid was far too strong and far too calm about tossing a cop around. He wasn't the typical street kid.

He shifted, pushing himself up and trying to maneuver his way off of the bed.

But Lindsey was onto him, climbing on and wrestling the man's arms up to the decorative designs of the headboard. He forced the wrist with the cuffs up and circled the chain through. It didn't even take his full strength before he managed to snap it shut around the man's other wrist.

He did get a bruising kick from the guy though, an A for his efforts at least.

"That's much better," he murmured and removed his hands on those arms. He was smiling again as he looked down at the locked cop beneath him. "You cops always looked down on us, chasing us, and are nothing but hypocrites behind your power."

Great. He was dealing with a regular reverse vigilante with a vendetta.

"Look, kid. You are making this worse on yourself." He tugged roughly at the restraints until they were biting into his skin, looking around for a way out. What the hell was this boy thinking?

"The key is in my shirt pocket. Undo these cuffs right now and I won't add any of this shit to your report."

Lindsey grinned and shook his head playfully. "I can't do that, officer, you'll put me in jail." Still stretched out over the human, Lindsey supported himself with one arm stretched to the bed beside the man's head while he used his other to resume what he had been doing before, stretching down to the man's pants to tug them open further.

"You see, I would almost believe you guys wanted it to be good for us if I hadn't gotten visits from cops before too." He leaned down to nuzzle the man's throat. "They start out just as you did, you see, and they took out the cuffs just like you did too."

Satisfied that the pants were open, Lindsey pulled his hand back up, under the shirt to press down on that warm chest. He tweaked playfully at one nipple and moaned when the adam's apple moved under his lips.

"Except they don't stop the way you do," he whispered against the skin. "Oh no, cops are always the kinky ones. Such sluts for power."

Ben had known plenty of cops to be the kind of assholes who might do exactly what this boy was saying. He wouldn't deny it, because he knew it was true. But he would never be one of them, and he sure as hell wasn't now.

"Yeah, well, I can't vouch for the precinct, I didn't give them their damn badges. I'm just doing my job getting kids like you off the street so they don't have anyone to fuck over."

He didn't really care that the chance of this kid caring or believing was slim to none. He knew it was true. He might not have made all the best choices, but despite the precinct rumors, Ben wasn't a dirty cop.

"And what do you think you're doing that helps?"

Lindsey pulled back long enough to smile down at the human. This one was going to be so much fun. "I don't," he answered, his wide grin lighting up all the way to his blue eyes. "I'm just doing what I want... and I want to see how rotten you really are."

He pulled the man's shirt up to reveal that nice chiseled cop chest, then tugging the shirt free, he popped buttons everywhere. With everything open for viewing pleasure, he started tweaking the other nipple. "You should enjoy this," he murmured, leaning down to lick a trail down between the mans' pecs.

Just as Lindsey leaned down, he dug his hand, warmed from the cop's own skin, down to hold the man's flaccid cock. It was given a lengthy stroke as he wrestled it out from both boxers and jeans.

Great. Just great. He'd managed to find one of the truly fucked in the head kids who worked the streets. The ones who seemed to enjoy the hell they were in.

His eyes closed, head tilted back, not in pleasure, but out of his own quiet attempts to find the place in his mind he kept his sanity.

He focused on anything he could to keep his body uninterested. Would it work forever? No. But it would work for a little while and maybe it would keep him flaccid until the kid lost interest or gave up trying.

"You're makin a mistake.

Lindsey had all the time in the world, and he didn't mind continuing stroking that limp manhood with an experienced and pleasurable massage as he moved back up to explore the man's mouth.

He licked curiously at the cop's lips, amused by how they suddenly clamped tighter than a virgin's hole when he explored their contours with his tongue. He kissed around them if not directly into their closed interior, and tugged at the bottom one lightly between his teeth. When he broke the skin on it, he was quick to latch on and suck at the miniature wound in a sensual kiss.

It didn't matter that he never gained entrance to the human's mouth. When he pulled back, he was grinning happily. "You taste wonderful," he murmured as if pleased by this discovery. "But still too bitter." He gave the cock in his hand a light squeeze then let go.

Ben worked at slowly twisting his wrists, trying to work them out of the cuffs, but without breaking his hands there was no way he was sliding free of them. Lindsey had closed them too tightly.

He went deceptively still under Lindsey's explorations, barely making a sound, even as blood began to bead from his lips. Little fucker actually bit him, which was more confusing because it should have hurt more than it had for him to split it.

But hewaited until that hand around his cock disappeared and then he struck, fighting to get a knee or a foot into a bad spot on this kid. Anything to get him off of the cop.

Lindsey cursed loudly and rolled off when the cop managed to knee him in a sore spot, and while it didn't actually hurt him, it still stung more than he would've liked.

"Stay still!" he growled, pouncing right back onto the cop, this time straddling him and locking the man down with his legs to prevent further such incidents. He had wanted to ease the man into this, bring about a pleasant arousal to compliment the blood's flavor, but he could tell that the man was being incredibly difficult.

Giving the thigh a commanding slap, Lindsey half twisted and dug his hand back into the man's pants once more. He ran his hand down the shaft, teasing the large head with his body warmed fingers, and rubbed lightly at sensitive slit. "You mean to tell me you're not interested at all? Not even if I tell you I want you fucking my tight little hole?"

Ben had a growl in his voice that was more frustration than any other emotion. No. He did not want this. He did not want to be fucking some kid. He did not want to be cuffed to a bed with his own handcuffs. And he very much did not want this to continue down the route it was going.

"Whatever idea you have in your head is way out of line. I don't fuck kids."

Fuck. Screw the male body. It was a painful fact that his body did not always care about the rest of him. Morality and Preference often paled in the face of pleasure, and he could dislike every notion all he liked, but he could not keep himself from responding forever.

Lindsey shifted back in his straddling position to grind his clothed butt down on the cop's manhood. "You fuck us over all the time, what's a bit more physical fucking?"

Leaning down, Lindsey dragged his teeth over that exposed chest. His blunt human teeth did nothing except leave a trail of unbroken reddened skin, but soon, soon it would be more than a blossom of red.

"I can make you feel so good," he murmured as he spread his legs further to grind the cop down into his crack. Hands freed, he scratched down that chest with his nails before going back to tweak those nipples. As he felt the man began to swell under him, he got off and stripped himself.

Ben kept his eyes closed, doing his best not to react in any way he could control. The bastard was going to do what he wanted, and if what he wanted was to fuck with Ben's brain and get his rocks off, fine. Ben would get over it, eventually. He'd take a different line of undercover for a while. He wasn't going to break over one troubled kid.

He didn't respond to the taunts, though his body twitched when Lindsey tweaked his nipples. He knew the sounds of clothing being stripped plenty well, and all things considered there were worse things than this that could happen to him.

It didn't make this any less uncomfortable.

The cop was trying to resist him, how incredibly adorable. Taking his time, Lindsey came back naked and comfortable, and he spent some time removing the rest of the clothes from the cop to make things easier for him. Dragging the man's jeans down, he left them bunched around the lower calves to leave him incapacitated for kicking and, since it seemed like the cop liked keeping his eyes closed anyway, Lindsey ripped off a part of the man's shirt to tie over his eyes.

The vampire was practically purring by the time he climbed back onto his dinner and rubbed his bare ass against that half hard shaft. "I can tell, you'll fill me up nearly as good as my brother." In a shameless display of his skills, he rocked back and forth over the man to bring him to a full hardness with just his ass.

"Officer," he purred, stretching out over the man with his hands to caress the common erogenous zones, "Why don't you tell me what you really want?"

"What I really want is for you to uncuff me and get the hell out."

Yeah, nice try, kid. But while Ben's body might disagree, his head wasn't changing its mind on the matter. It didn't matter that Lindsey knew the right places to touch and move, what mattered was that this whole event made him feel like he was going to be sick.

This had never been a problem before. None of the kids had been so deluded and desperate as to try to fuck themselves on him. Most of them tried to bolt the instant they knew they were not getting paid.

Except unbeknownst to the cop, Lindsey was getting paid, handsomely, with everything he wanted. It wasn't as if the human was in any position to stop him from taking it all.

"Your tune will change," he murmured before he leaned down for a second attempt at a kiss on the blindfolded man. It didn't matter that even now the cop was resisting and keeping his mouth clamped, all Lindsey did was worry at that cut from earlier to get another taste of the main dish tonight.

"You should think happy thoughts," he murmured. Then all of a sudden, his weight and presence was gone and the cop was left with his hard on alone. Seconds later there, the cop will find himself suddenly taken into a cool, wet, but perfectly willing mouth that was nothing like he ever experienced before. Lindsey took him in so quickly and deeply that it seemed like the boy didn't even need to breathe.

Ben arched off the bed with a gasp. He had not been expecting that. The kid's mouth wasn't a hot, wet, unwelcome pressure around his cock. It was shockingly cool, as if he had just drank ice water. The cop reasoned that that had to be what he'd done and a staggered groan left his lips.

No. God, fuck no. His eyes were closed tight behind the blindfold, his breathing already ragged as his cock all too willingly betrayed his own interests. He had to detach himself from this. Go somewhere else in his mind.

His ex- or that guy at the bar. The one with the curly, dirty-blonde hair and the puppy dog eyes who'd tried to pick him up. He should have gone home with him rather than back on the job, but he was on duty.

He tried to replace the image of Lindsey in his head with the guy from the bar instead, swallowing as he forced himself not to think about the kid sucking him off.

There would be no reasoning with him. He was too determined, and disturbingly strong for one so young.

The cop shouldn't have tried to work a sting with him, shouldn't have even gotten involved. Lindsey was determined, and he was hungry for pumped blood.

As the smooth heat pulsed in his mouth, it was all he could do to keep in his human face while he sucked the man off. So much food pooled in his mouth and he was only playing with it, letting it slide in and out and swallowing at it around that meaty skin.

He fondled the man with experienced hands, and when he felt the little sacs tighten in his hand, he pulled back, letting the length slide completely out of his mouth with a wet sounding plop.

"You're delicious," Lindsey murmured as he took up stroking the cop's slick arousal, pumping it towards finish while directing its head upwards. "You got hard so fast, bet you never knew you had a secret kink for kids." He hoped the cop was a strong as he looked, he wanted to see him spray himself with cum.

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