A Series Of One-Shots [REQUESTS OPEN]

Vampire Slave

One shot request - 2012

boyxboy

Labour of Love on my profile based on this (paused for the moment, will revisit).

Yes to the sex.

Requests:

Anisah123: Sex slaves with vampires!?..all boyxboy please and make it DIRTY!!...

mariagaskell: A vampire slave book like the vampire buys human and a relation ship forms and stuff.

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"Red? Will you please select one," my advisor taps her foot impatiently on the cold cobbled stones. A slave market is practically unheard of these days. For humans anyway. I circle the display in front of me, letting my tongue run over my fangs. There are five girls and one boy. I almost chuckle. Ironically they must have been confused on my preferences.

Ignoring the girls, I stand in front of the boy. His grimy face refuses to look me in the eye as he stares at the ground. Only giving me a view of the top of his head, which was a grimy brown colour.

"Look up," I demand of him. He flicks his eyes up at me slightly. They're a magnificent blue.

"What is your name?"

"Donnacha," he mumbles. I lift his chin to get a better view of his face. I can't exactly select an ugly sex slave. I want to be able to have fun with this. Just as I get a slight view of his elf like features he spits in my face. Wiping it off, I chuckle.

I like them with a bit of fight.

"Him," I demand with the flick of my wrist. Then Donnacha is swiftly taken away in his chains. My advisor comes up beside me.

"I was unaware that you prefer males, Red," she says in a low voice. I look over my shoulder at her and lift my lips in a smirk. Loren has been, well, advising me ever since my father passed as ruler of the Pennsylvanian vampires. In other words, once the original Dracula's son passed I got the job of being the leader of a wide range of vampires, not only from the origins of Pennsylvania.

"There are a lot of things you are unaware of, Loren."

Her thin brown eyebrows pull together in a quizzical expression. "Such as? I am your advisor, I should know all there is to know."

I just raise my eyebrows, "not all things are need to know." I walk away out of the cobbled alleyway and on my way home. I live outside of the city so that I do not draw attention to myself if a person enters my dwelling place and does not exit it. Not that the police could do much. They couldn't do anything, actually. I'm untouchable in the ways of humans.

A vampire would be.

Seeing as Dracula's castle has been opened as a tourist attraction I have had to move my home elsewhere. A large house outside of the village Whitaker awaits my landing. As I make a graceful landing from my sky travels, I smile, knowing that my new purchase is inside, awaiting me.

I push open the large oak door and peer around, seeing that Donnacha is studying the ornaments I have around the entrance hall. I silently stalk up behind him, noticing for the first time how small he is. I can practically cast a shadow over him.

"Like what you see?" I lean down and whisper in his ear. He yelps and jumps, spinning around to smack his face into my chest. I chuckle again and hold him in my embrace, trying to ignore the fact that he's trying to squirm away from me. Silly human.

"You need a shower," I comment near his ear again. He tenses and looks up at me with his captivating eyes.

"Well if I hadn't have been brought over here by fecking boat with no running water I wouldn't need a shower then, would I?" it is now that I note his accent.