Passions of the Dark Part 4 Tim was in the woods again. The scene played out pretty much the same as before. He ran for his life, trying desperately to find a place to hide. He knew that if he stopped, he would die. He ran through the underbrush as the wind whipped around him. A fog covered the ground and he had a hard time seeing the path in front of him. Again he heard the howl away in the distance and again he turned toward the sound. The world crashed around him as he tripped over the tree root that sprung up before him. The air rushed from his lungs as he hit the hard ground. He waited for the pain as he recalled what was to come next. The beast should be about to pounce on his back and take him there in the dirt. Seconds passed but nothing happened. He rolled over and looked behind him. The beast was no where to be found. Instead there was Roberto, vacant eyes staring from his bloodless corpse. Roberto raised his arm and pointed down the path in front of Tim. Tim turned his head in the direction that Roberto was pointing. It was there that Christian emerged from the dark, his fangs bare and bloodlust in his eyes. Again, the screaming started. Tim awoke but saw only darkness as he opened his eyes. He felt an incredible weakness as he tried to pull himself from the void. He couldn't move his body very much but was able to move his hands. He stretched his arms out and his hands connected with a flat surface not far in front of him. He followed the surface, looking for a way to move it. His hands reached the edge and he noticed that the surface continued down along his sides. He knew that he was in a box of some kind and panic began to set in. He didn't know how long he had been in there so his first thought was that he didn't know how much air he had. He felt sweat on his brow and frantically tried to find a way out. He put his hands on the surface in front of him but it wouldn't budge. He put all his weight behind it and pushed again. Slowly, it began to move. A sudden rush of cool air hit Tim's face as the surface gave way and fell. Tim sat up and breathed deeply, filling his lungs with the welcomed air. He discovered that he had been lying in a coffin, the candlelight reflecting off of it's smooth, black surface. As he felt his strength returning, Tim tried to climb out. It was then that he realized that the coffin was perched on some sort of pedestal. His body went over the side and crashed to the floor. As he laid there, the memory of what had happened came back to him. He remembered Christian attacking him while at the same time asking for forgiveness. He remembered the blood flowing from his body. He remembered the feeling of death upon him. He moved his hands to his neck to make sure that it his memories were real and not just some sort of horrible nightmare. There was a scarf wrapped around his neck and he pulled it away with his right hand as he brought his left up to his touch his skin. Sure enough, his fingers brushed the still sore area of his neck where he had been bitten. He brought his hand up in front of his eyes and saw the remnants of blood on them. He sat and stared at the trickle of blood as it ran down his finger. "You should keep the wound covered a while longer." Tim came out of his trance and saw Christian sitting there, staring down at the floor. His hair was down around his face, no longer pulled back. The only clothing that he was wearing were the black pants that he had on earlier. Christian looked up at Tim, a look of total remorse on his face. He looked like he had been through Hell and back. "What?" "I said that you should keep the wound covered. The bleeding should stop soon but you still need time for it to heal." "I'm not dead?" "No, you're not dead." "Not that I'm not grateful, but may I ask why not? What happened to cause you to stop?" "I couldn't go through with it. I did have every intention of killing you. As I started to drain you, I suddenly found myself overcome with emotions. I didn't want you to die, not like Roberto did." "I don't understand you. You tell me that I'm wrong about you and then you spare my life? I thought that you were above that?" "I thought I was too. I've been sitting here trying to figure it all out. I keep just keep coming back to the same conclusion." "And what would that be?" "That you were right about everything. I don't want to be alone and I don't want to lose you. I love you and can't bear the thought of not being with you. At the same time though, I know that we don't stand a chance because of what I am." "But Christian, I want to be with you." "How can you say that, knowing what you know about me? I'm a man with a disease, a disease that has no cure and that I have to live with every day. I don't want that to lead to your death." "That's not who you are though. Yes, it's a big part of your life but you're still just a man. I don't see you as the monster that you see yourself as." Christian got up and walked over to Tim. He sank to the floor next to him and went to put his arms around him. Tim pulled back at first but slowly he allowed Christian to hold him. Tim moved the strands of hair from Christian's face and then ran his hands down the bare skin of his back. The energy between them began to build once again. Tim felt it and so he knew that Christian did too. He also knew what that meant. Instead of running in fear, Tim held on to Christian tighter. "Tim, it's starting again. I can hear your heart beating, sense the blood in your veins. Let me go before I hurt you again. I may not be able to stop this time." "No, I'm here to stay. Whatever happens, happens. I will not let this beat us!" The two men held on to each other for dear life. Christian felt the hunger growing inside of him again. He wanted the blood in Tim's body. He grabbed Tim and pulled him closer. He squeezed his eyes shut and tried to force the feelings back down. As he did, he could feel the strength that Tim was sending to him. He added that strength to his own and fought harder than he ever had before. The struggle in his psyche brought Christian great pain but he wouldn't let up. He screamed out loud but still wouldn't stop. Tim held on to him with every fiber of his being. The two of them together were going to defeat the beast within Christian. After what seemed like an eternity, the hunger slowly began to diminish. The sound of Tim's beating heart began to quiet in Christian's head. The impossible had happened and the beast had been sedated. Christian knew that it would rear it's ugly face again. He loosened his grip on Tim and looked at him. Tim was the one crying this time. Christian could see in his eyes the love that Tim had for him. "It's over", Christian said as the silence was finally broken. "But for how long?" Tim asked. "I don't know. I only know that for now, we won. I can't be sure how long how long it may be until it happens again. I do know that I can't live like this. I can't constantly worry that the next time may not be enough." "Then don't think about the next time. Just focus on this time. Live for the moment and enjoy it as much as you can." Tim brought his lips to Christian's and kissed him. Christian opened his mouth in response and let Tim's tongue explore inside. Tim moved his mouth across Christian's cheek and down to his neck. Christian knew then how his victims felt as Tim planted soft kisses on his neck He let his head fall back as Tim continued to taste his skin. Ecstasy taking over, Christian lowered his face to Tim's and kissed him hard. This time he was the explorer as he ran his mouth over Tim's face. Tim began breathing hard as the sensations hit his body. The moment he thought would never come was here and he would not let it pass by. "I want you, Christian. I want you more than I have ever wanted anything before. Please let me make love to you." "Are you sure that you know what you're saying?" "I couldn't be more sure. I want to feel your body next to mine. I've wanted nothing more since the first time that I laid eyes on you." Tim brushed his hand along Christian's face. He leaned in and kissed him again as his hands traced their way down Christian's chest. His hands went down his torso, stopping as they reached the waistband of his pants. As he began to undo the buckle, he moved his lips to Christian's erect nipples. He gently sucked on one and then the other as he got the buckle of the pants open. Tim slid the pants down Christian's legs and removed them. He gazed upon the beautiful body before him. A soft covering of dark hair covered Christian's legs. His tan skin glowed as the light of the candles played on it. Starting at his feet, Tim moved his mouth up Christian's legs, passing over the area that he wanted to taste the most. He wanted Christian to enjoy this as much as he wanted to. He ran his tongue over the hard muscles of Christian's stomach as he worked his way back up. He brought his lips to Christian's and kissed him as deeply as possible. His hands traveled down and found Christian's manhood, hard and solid. Christian gave complete control over to Tim as he began to stroke. Tim lowered his head to Christian's crotch and slowly took the head in his mouth. Christian moaned softly as he felt the warmth of Tim's breath. Tim slid his mouth further down the length of Christian's cock, finally taking the whole of it in his mouth. The sensations that ran through Christian were incredible. It had been so long since he was able to truly enjoy the feelings that coursed through him. Tim began to move his head up and down as he cupped Christian's balls in his hand. He came alive as he continued sucking on Christian's cock. His tempo increased and he knew from the tightening of his balls that Christian was about to reach his climax. As the first spurt hit his tongue, Tim slid his mouth all the way down, not wanting to miss a drop. Christian grabbed the back of his head and held it in place as he unloaded his seed in Tim's mouth. "I have to have you inside of me", Christian begged. With the two of them working together, it took no time before Tim was as naked as Christian. Christian lied back on the floor raised his legs in the air. Tim moved in between his legs and rested his ankles on his shoulders. He positioned the head of his throbbing cock at Christian's opening. He started to slide his cock in, stopping occasionally to give Christian's body time to get used to it. As he felt the muscle ring relax, he pushed forward. When he was fully buried inside of him, Tim leaned down to kiss Christian again. As their tongues explored each other's mouths, Tim began to move. He started with slow, circular motions but slowly began to move his cock in and out of Christian's opening. Christian dropped his legs down to Tim's waist and pulled him as close as he could. This only encouraged Tim to pump faster as they both became lost in the passions they were feeling. Sweat ran down Tim's chest and dripped down on Christian's body. Tim knew that the end was near and he opened his eyes and looked down at Christian. Their eyes met and they held each other's gaze as Tim came deep inside Christian. They couldn't turn away if they tried, their eyes locked on each other as they were. As his orgasm subsided, Tim collapsed on Christian. He wanted nothing more than to fall asleep in his arms but at the same time didn't want to let this moment end. "Don't ever leave me, Tim." "I'm not going anywhere. I'm yours from now until forever." "How I wish that were true. I'd give all that I have for that to happen." "Sleep now, my love. For now, I'm with you." Christian found an old cloth on the floor and covered the both of them. He laid his head on Tim's chest and listened to his heart beating. Finally, he closed his eyes and surrendered to the sleep that was calling him. For the first time in a long time, he believed that there was hope. How wrong he was!
