Author’s note: anything inside of [brackets] is a fantasy section. Literotica’s limited formatting makes this story a bit hard to make legible. Hopefully it’s clear enough ^^

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Florian Lazarescu never saw humans as anything more than pets or possessions — despite the fact that he was, indeed, half human. Being raised by his father — a vampire of the Stryzga bloodline, had made sure that he felt very little connection to humanity… and his father running a rather large branch of the Romanian Mafia didn’t help with that view either as Nikolai Lazarescu had never been hesitant to sacrifice the lives of those beneath him if it would benefit his enterprise in the long run… But today, as he steps into the front room of the massive mountain manor, that’s about to change. His father stands talking to another man– one that Florian had never seen before… and the dhampir goes still.

The man, whoever he is, is beautiful. His eyes are a stunningly clear ice blue, focused on Nikolai with admiration. Shining strands of dark hair hang into his face, having worked their way out of the loose ponytail that kept the rest of it bound at the nape of his neck. Nearly as tall as Florian’s father, with broad shoulders and angular facial features, he exudes a sense of easiness and danger that sends a sudden shudder down Florian’s spine.

He had seen attractive men before– hell, he’d even been fucked by attractive men before but…this man, in those well-fitted black jeans that more than hint at the size of the cock between his legs and the way his shirt is open just enough that Florian can see the tattoos and scars on his chest.

Nikolai turns suddenly, having noticed Florian’s presence and smiles. “Ah, good. I was about to go looking for you. Come here, Florian.”

The coolness of his father’s voice is the same as it’s always been — they never truly felt close but Florian didn’t doubt his father loved him deeply… He was just not particularly suited to showing such emotions due to his vampiric nature.

Florian does as asked, coming the rest of the way down the stairs and to Nikolai’s side. “Yes?”

“I would like you to meet Viktor — he will be…keeping an eye on you from now on.” Nikolai explains, looking down at Florian with an expression that is a mixture of worry and exasperation.

Ah. He had found out, hadn’t he? Not that it would be difficult — Florian had nearly wrecked the car the last time he snuck out…

“Oh. I…um…I see.” Florian replies, mouth suddenly going dry, any thoughts about just how attractive the man standing in front of him was wiped clear from his mind.

Nikolai laughs softly. “I don’t care about your little jaunts into town, Florian. One of my…competitors appears to be in league with the hunters.” Nikolai says with a sneer. “I want you safe…”

Florian feels a stroke of surprise at his father speaking so openly of business in front of him and so openly of his true nature in front of this…Viktor. There’s anxiety from the revelation of being targeted by vampire hunters as well — quite a bit of it actually. “What?” he splitters. “How did he–“

“I do not yet know, but I will be finding out.”

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The rest of that night went by quickly and Florian found himself deeply fascinated by Viktor. He had come from a family that worked for one of Nikolai’s vampiric children and had been gifted to Nikolai to celebrate a recent business victory. Florian didn’t know that much about it — his father usually kept business from him, for whatever reason.

Now, though, Florian was at last alone in his room as dawn was approaching. He knew Viktor was in one of the other bedrooms nearby and could ever so faintly smell him — the scent of his cologne, the scent of his blood… And it’s driving the poor dhampir wild. All through the night, he had been aching, glancing at the details of Viktor’s body and finding that his thoughts kept straying to the idea of Viktor’s cock, of being pressed into the bed beneath him and…

Florian moans softly, laying on his stomach in bed, his face pressed into his pillow and his fingers slipping down between his legs… His cunt feels unbearably Hot and heavy with blood and Florian can clearly feel his clit throbbing… He bites on his lower lip, taking the tender bundle between thumb and forefinger, rolling it slowly between them. Pleasure rolls through him in slow, gentle waves. Florian moans again, letting his imagination run wild — fantasizing about the new bodyguard…

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[He’s thrown against the wall, a flurry of Hot kisses pressed against his neck before they move up over his jaw and find his mouth… Florian gasps into the kiss as Viktor forces his tongue past his lips, gently prodding at one blunted fang with its tip before diving deeper and searching him out. Florian returns the kiss with fervor, heat building up between his thighs, his body beginning to burn with arousal.

Viktor’s mouth moves down again, over his collar bones and then the human pauses, pulling Florian’s shirt and binder up — revealing his small, soft breasts to the air. He feels his nipples harden and he gasps…

“What a surprise…” Viktor purrs, tracing the outline of Florian’s areola with his tongue, causing the dhampir to squirm. “And what lovely little tits you have…”

Florian whimpers.

“Ah — Viktor! Please, don’t stop…”

The human laughs softly. “Do you want more?” His lips are wrapped around Florian’s nipple now and he suckles at it, taking it between his teeth as he does and Florian cries out.]

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With his spare hand, Florian caresses his own breast, pinching his nipple as he continues to gently stroke his clit with the other hand. “Mmmmm yes…” he mumbles into the pillow. “Just like that — play with my breasts just like that!”

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[Viktor’s mouth continues to work Florian’s nipple, sucking on it hard as he rolls it between his teeth. Florian whimpers as Viktor roughly palms his other breast, kneading it in time with the movements of his mouth. The heat keeps building up between Florian’s thighs and he squirms, feeling the crotch seam of his pants rubbing against his clit.

“Tell me what you want, Florian…” Viktor growls, lips pressed to Florian’s ear.

“HAH– FUCK ME!” Florian cries — his voice less muffled by the pillow than he would like but the dhampir is thoroughly lost in his fantasy. “NNNN PLEASE VIKTOR, PUT YOUR COCK IN MY SLUTTY LITTLE CUNT”

Florian’s fingers move from his clit and trace the wet, swollen slit where his lower lips meet…the heel of his palm stays pressed against his clit but his fingers find their way inside of his aching cunt.

Viktor doesn’t hesitate to follow Florian’s command– or is it begging? He pulls the dhampir’s jeans and boxers and turns him around, pressing Florian’s face up against the wall. He cries out as he feels the Hot tip of Viktor’s cock pressed to the entrance of his cunt… Slowly, Viktor uses the head of his cock to stroke the sopping wet hole, brushing against Florian’s achingly hard and sensitive clit every few strokes before after what feels like an eternity, Viktor pushes inside him.]

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Florian has three fingers inside himself now– slipping them in and out of himself, feeling their tips drag across his inner walls, rubbing against his g-spot as he bears down on his hand with his hips– making sure that his clit is smashed against the heel of his palm as he grinds against the mattress.

“OH VIKTOR!”

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[Florian had taken large cocks before but true to what the bulge in the crotch of his pants had suggested, Viktor is particularly large — even more so considering that somehow the human was a grower. Florian can barely even formulate a thought, let alone coherent words as every inch of Viktor spears into him, spreading his inner walls and practically smashing into his cervix. Whether it was just a quirk of Florian’s individual physiology or something to do with the effects of his vampire heritage, Florian had never quite responded to pain the way it seemed he was supposed to — especially not once he had hit puberty… instead of responding to the battering of the delicate tissue with cries of pain, Florian responds with exultant cries of pleasure.

“MMMMMFG! YES! OH FUCK VIKTOR YOUR COCK FEELS SO GOOD!”

Viktor digs his fingers into Florian’s ample hips as he ramps up the pace, slamming into the younger man’s tight, wet Pussy with a force that knocks the breath from Florian’s lungs.]

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Florian bites down hard on his pillow, feeling the peak of his pleasure washing over him and screaming as it does. He feels his inner walls clench around his fingers, his clit jerking against his palm as wave after wave of orgasmic bliss rushes through Florian’s body.

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Two bedrooms over, Viktor can scarcely believe what he’s hearing. He had just finished getting ready to catch a few hours sleep before starting his daytime rounds when the sounds of his boss’s son caught his ears — the sounds of Florian crying his name in desperation and lust.

Viktor wasn’t an inexperienced man nor was he subject to the same ideas about gender that seemed to plague a lot of Eastern Europe. Maybe it was because he had been raised around vampires– who almost never had any cause to reproduce those sorts of gender roles due to the fact that, by and large, they didn’t reproduce sexually. Florian was, in fact, the only half vampire that Viktor had ever seen… but something about Florian’s soft but still distinctly masculine voice crying out for Viktor to fuck his cunt was far, far more arousing to Viktor than he would’ve believed possible.

From the instant he had seen the beautiful young man walking down the steps, his body had responded — the softness of Florian’s shape, the way his hips and waist had a subtle curve and the incredibly feminine and overtly alternative clothing he wore appealed to Viktor immensely and he found himself in the awkward and unenviable position of suddenly becoming partially erect in front of his boss and his mind suddenly straying to being on top of the girlish young man — pressing his face into the mattress as Viktor sheathed his cock inside of him repeatedly…

And now, all of that came rushing back and Viktor had to stifle a moan of his own as he listened to Florian pleasuring himself… The sudden rush of blood to Viktor’s crotch left him feeling almost woozy and he sinks onto the edge of his bed…

No. He wasn’t going to do that — not thinking about his boss’s son– not thinking about the man he was paid to protect… But oh god, he hears Florian’s muffled orgasmic scream and he can’t help himself — his hand is wrapped around his cock and Viktor groans softly…

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[When Viktor pushes Florian onto the bed he already has some vague idea of what to expect when he removes the smaller man’s clothing… Undoing the buttons of the velvet shirt Florian is wearing, Viktor feels his cock stir at the sight of Florian’s soft breasts, fat puffy nipples and thin covering of pale white chest hair that matches pigment less hue of the hair on Florian’s head. Florian’s mouth is open as he draws in desperate gasps… with his lips parted like this, Viktor can see that the dhampir’s fangs have extended to their full length — no, not as long or sharp as a full vampire but certainly long and sharp enough to draw blood with ease. If Viktor didn’t know as much about vampires as he did, he might have felt anxiety… But he knew that it was more than just hunger that caused their fangs to extend like that…

He begins to place soft kisses on Florian’s chest, nibbling at his nipples and breasts as Florian writhes beneath him, moaning softly. He truly cant wait to remove Florian’s jeans as well — to reveal the sight of his glistening Pussy and large, stiff clit.

“Ah! Viktor! Just like that — play with my breasts just like that! Gah– oh your mouth feels so good!”]

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“Nnn…Fuck…” Viktor growls, thrusting into his hand as he pumps his cock with it, breathing heavily.

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[Florian suddenly goes rigid beneath him — reaching his peak only from having his nipples sucked… but Viktor ached to see him Cumming again. To hear the noises Florian made and watch the pleasure flutter across his face. Viktor leaves flurries of kisses down Florian’s body, kissing along the waistband of his jeans and then down over the fly. Even through the thick denim, Viktor can smell Florian’s intense arousal — the wetness of his cunt… Fuck, he’s sure he can feel the heat rising from the flesh. Florian’s hips buck upwards, shoving his crotch into Viktor’s face and he can’t stop himself from smiling at how desperate the other man is. He starts kissing Florian through the jeans, pressing his lips down hard on him, causing Florian to cry out suddenly. His scream is husky, almost hoarse, catching in the back of his throat.

“OH! FUCK!” Florian moans, twining his fingers into Viktor’s hair.

“What do you want, Florian? How do you want me to make you cum?” Viktor growls, looking up over the landscape of Florian’s soft body at the dhampir’s bright pink cheeks, half lidded eyes and open mouth.

“Fuck me!” Florian pants, his hands moving down to the closure of his jeans, trying to get them unbuttoned but fumbling. “Please, oh god Viktor I need your cock inside me!”

Viktor makes quick work of getting Florian freed from his clothing, feeling a sudden jolt of increasing arousal when he finally gets the boxers down and sees Florian’s swollen lower lips and fat, rigid clit… the scent of the dhampir’s arousal is almost too intense for him to handle — faintly coppery like a vampire’s but not quite. Every one of Florian’s bodily fluids had a faint, rosy tint to it and his glistening wet cunt made Viktor groan. He brings their mouths together in a sudden, harsh kiss, slipping two fingers into Florian with ease. Florian bucks underneath him, moaning into the kiss and returning Viktor’s passion as if his life depended on it. He tastes ever so faintly of blood.

The sound Florian makes beneath him when Viktor finally pushes his cock into him is some mix of pained and pleasured and Viktor struggles slightly to push the entirety of himself into Florian’s spasming hole.

“AH — OH FUCK!” Florian screams when Viktor is finally fully sheathed inside of him. Viktor moans softly. Despite how aroused he is, Florian is still tight, squeezing his dick like he’s trying to milk it. It’s like heaven. ]

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“Fuck, you’re so fucking tight, Florian!”

Viktor cries out. He’s not normally this loud while masturbating but something about this fantasy loosens his voice. Part of him hopes Florian hears him — hears him getting off to the thought of fucking him, just like the dhampir had gotten off to the thought of being fucked by him…

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[Florian’s screams and desperate moans make holding out genuinely difficult — not that Viktor had any doubt that he’d made Florian cum… The way his cunt had spasmed and his clit had jerked and he’d squirted his juices all over Viktor’s stomach made it clear that Florian had definitely reached his peak multiple times.

“AH! CUM IN ME!” Florian screams. “PLEASE!” He nibbles at Viktor’s shoulder, digging his sharp nails into his back.”I WANT IT, I NEED IT. I NEED YOUR CUM IN MY SLUTTY Pussy!”

Viktor, never being one to deny a partner, finally stops trying to hold out. He picks up the pace — ramming into Florian again and again, the bed squeaking in protest beneath them. Viktor thrusts into Florian as hard and as fast as he can, wanting to make sure to give him at least one more Orgasm before spilling his load into Florian’s womb. Florian’s cries have become nearly incoherent– just repeating the word “Cumming!” over and over again…]

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“FLORIAN!” The Orgasm hits Viktor suddenly, thick, Hot ropes of cum suddenly spurting from the head of his cock, landing on the floor with a splat.

The scream also hit him out of nowhere, being torn from his throat as his peak hit him. There was no way that anyone awake in that part of the house hadn’t heard him — so if his boss’s son was still awake he had most certainly heard Viktor’s broken, pleasure drunken cry…