Markus kept walking, he had turned his face forward. That was the last time he would set eyes on the castle that had been his prison for his immortal life.
He had no idea what he was going to do, he had just murdered his whole clan. It might have been selfish of him but they had destroyed the only person he had loved, truly loved.
He turned his gaze skywards, "Mathias... I am so lost without you."
He was the Vampire King, he would be hunted for the rest of his immortal life by breaking their sacred rule. "No immortal will kill their own kind."
His nostrils flared, his anger was still hot in his veins. The immortals he killed pumped so much power and now he understood why they shouldn't kill their kind.
He absorbed their power, he averted his gaze from the sky and blinked at the horizon. How far was it to the nearest village?
He had met Mathias in said village, it was a beautiful evening and his curiosity got the better of him. He had sneaked out of the castle, to attend a mortal party just to see why he wasn't supposed to mix with the humans.
He had his hair in a ponytail, with a red victorian overcoat and black leather pants with men boots. He loved the colour red for no one could see the blood if there were any.
He crashed the party which was at the local tavern and all eyes were on him, he smiled without showing his canines. "I am sorry, I am new and heard there would be a party."
The guest who had paused at his epic entrance started laughing and welcomed him inside. He had troubling breathing when all of their scents had hit him in waves.
He had moved to the back of the room, a waitress smiled sweetly at him. He looked at her and she let out a giggle of delight. "Can I get you something, handsome?"
Markus's eyes travelled from her face to her neck where the jugular vein was, he felt his fangs grow in anticipation. The smell was overwhelming, he parted his lips, "Can I have some..." He took a look around, "Whiskey?"
She smiled and stepped into his bubble, "I will give it to you on the house, handsome."
He didn't like the fact that she was so up and in his personal space, did she not realise that he was a predator? She turned on her heels and walked off to the bar.
A sigh escaped Markus's lips, was this the reason why they aren't allowed to mingle with mortals? His nostrils flared when a sweet scent filled them, cherry blossoms and... Cream.
He turned his head to his left and saw a well build young man talking with a group of ladies, he couldn't help but stare at him.
He was flirting by the looks of it and he might have sensed that he was being watched because his head lifted.
Markus had to stop a gasp from escaping his lips. His hair was a light brown, his eyes were golden with a hint of red when his eyes found him, Markus averted his gaze.
There was a feeling in his immortal heart, it was beating faster and his stomach felt light. When he looked up again the man was standing before him. "Good Evening, I have never seen you around here before."
Markus's mouth went dry, his eyes darted from his face to his neck and his fangs were piercing through his lips. "It is my first time that... I have never been here before."
The man let out a chuckle and held out his hand, "I am Mathias Melenkov."
Markus took his hand, "It is a pleasure to meet you-" His voice was squeaky, "My name is Markus Alucard."
Mathias shook his hand, and then he looked around, "Want to get out of here?"
'More than anything.' Markus nodded, he had forgotten that he had ordered a drink as Mathias led him out of the bar and in the alleyway.
The sound of the tavern was getting quieter as Mathias closed the door behind them and walked to the darker side of the alleyway.
Markus licked his lips, who would willingly offer himself up like this? Before he could ask Mathias turned around to face him, "Do you like men?"
Markus blinked in surprise, in all honesty, he didn't know. When he didn't answer, Mathias reached out and fiddled with his shirt. "This your first time?"
"I- I have had-"
"Not with men?" Mathias quirked an eyebrow as he began unbuttoning his shirt, his aroma was filling Markus's nose that he couldn't think straight. "No- No, I have not."
Mathias pushed him against the wall, "I saw you staring at me in the bar, I took it as an invitation."
Markus didn't answer, he was afraid to open his mouth as his fangs were in full view. Mathias took a small step back staring at his torso, he licked his lips. "Let me teach you."
Markus was about to answer but instead, a moan escaped his lips, Mathias had stepped forward and latched onto his right nipple and started sucking it.
He started suckling harder, his left hand trailing over his torso down towards his pants. Markus felt his manhood erecting at his touch and his body shivered in pleasure.
Mathias parted his lips and flicked his nipple with his tongue before trailing his lips down to his naval and his hand was busy unbuttoning his pants.
He lifted his head to look at Markus, "Will you moan for me?"
He hadn't waited for Markus's answer as he unbuttoned his pants and stared at Markus's shaft. He licked his lips and brought his tip closer to his mouth, he teased it with his tongue and felt how Markus shivered.
Markus leaned harder against the wall, 'What in god's name is this?' He looked down as his shaft entered Mathias's mouth and he let out a hard moan.