Caesar had never seen his boss SO pissed off, and he had to confess, he was quite scared even after the tall man left the island, letting him in charge of the prisoner.
“Torture him, make him suffer, and don’t feed him. I’ll be the one doing that when I come back. IF I’m coming back.”
Well, it was quite clear the prisoner was in deep trouble.
The scientist sighed and went to check if everything was ok, in the cell. He was particularly suspicious about this man who DARED to provoke Joker, as if the warlord was nothing to him. He remembered when he had dissected the stranger, helped by his boss… The man hadn’t screamed, hadn’t begged, hadn’t cried… In fact, he had hummed the whole time, making Joker even angrier.
Finally he was in front of the door and opened it carefully. The man was sitting on the floor, tied up to the wall, his face hiding in the shadow.
“Oh, a visit. How nice of you.”
The scientist couldn’t hold back a nervous laugh. The man tone was so… How to define that? Soft? Mocking? Sensua… NO NOT THAT!
“I know, I’m a nice man.” Caesar finally answered, leaning towards the man without approaching him. “I’m surprised you’re still cheeky, after all these experiments I conducted on you.”
A laugh echoed in the cell, making the big man shiver. This sound was quite… scary, to be honest. He frowned, offended by the other’s attitude. He was Master Caesar, for God sake!
“You’re cute, mister.” The man in the shadow finally answered, making Caesar blushed – what, cute?! “You remind me of some scientists, in my world, some time ago… But they were so much… crazier. They killed so many people… Such a dark time, indeed.”
“Hmpf, I’m not crazy! I’m a great scientist and I’ll discover your secret, be sure of that!”
The man in front of him tilted his head. Now, only half of his face was hiding in the shadow, and Caesar had a good look at the other half… A smile on his thin lips, a blue eye gleaming with amusement… The scientist shuddered as he felt a strange pressure on his shoulders… the feeling became stronger, infiltrating his skin, making his way through his body, to reach his heart and squeeze it. He took a deep breath while trying to chase this sensation away.
“A…Anyway, I was just checking you…you’re not dead! That’s it, just checking!”
“Oh? And I thought you missed me… I’m so disappointed, now…”
Caesar bit his lower lip, already regretting his choice to come in this cell. He couldn’t look away, trapped in his gaze. He gulped and finally succeeded to escape it… just to notice this white canine, so much longer than on a human.
“You’re curious about my true nature, right? Of course you are… You’re a scientist, best scientist in your field. I’m sure you will understand how my body works in no time.”
“Hmpf, of course I’m gonna!” Caesar puffed, a hand resting on his chest. “I mean, I’m Master Caesar Clown!”
“But… How are you going to understand my condition if you don’t experiment the main… thing that makes me what I am, hm?”
“Wha… I don’t want to become a vampire, you freak!” Caesar went back to the door, disgusted.
Well, not quite disgusted, indeed. But he didn’t want to, anyway.
The prisoner laughed again, and he straightened his head, disappearing in the shadow once more.
“I was not offering to make you a vampire, please. That is not something I will dare… To have pupils, no thanks. But you have to experiment the bite if you want to understand how it works.”
“Do you think I’m that stupid?! You just want to be fed, and Joker said no!”
But to be honest, Caesar WAS curious about the whole bite thing, even if he didn’t like to be hurt.
The prisoner sighed, but the scientist was sure he was still smiling, looking at him straight in the eyes.
“You’re right. Not all people are able to bear this huge amount of… pleasure.”
“See, I’m not ready to… what, pleasure?”
Caesar raised his eyebrows, surprised. No one told him about that! Wait, the vampire was surely making fun of him!
“Well… Why do you think your boss wants to be the one and only one to be bitten here, hm?”
“Joker just…” Caesar tried to reply but he suddenly realized the prisoner was right. It was strange, somehow, they could have fed the man with blood bags, but the warlord told him HE was going to feed him. And Joker was not the man who gladly sacrificed himself with no reward.
“So your… bites are… pleasant, in fact?” the scientist asked, tried to sound indifferent.
He could easily guess the smile of the man had widened, and he cursed himself and his damn curiosity.
“Why don’t you come near to me and let me… experiment on you? I will not kill you, you know, nor that I will make you suffer. I know you can escape my grip, and I’m tied up. I’m pretty harmless by now.”
That sounded tempting, indeed. Caesar slowly moved towards the chained man, and before he could realize it, he was kneeling in front of him, his hands grasping his hips in a last attempt to resist. His breath became heavier as he saw the vampire under him, smirking, and he let a confused moan escape his lips when he felt a hand on his hair.
“Relax, Caesar. It won’t hurt you.”
The scientist tried to reply something understandable but he couldn’t, as the man pushed him down. He was scared to death, but he knew he could never let him go right now…
Finally, he felt something cold on his throat. He closed his eyes and gulped, trying not to react to the lips on his skin. He felt the other man smiling against him, and shivered when a tongue came to play with his bare skin. A moan escaped his lips again, and he cursed himself to be so weak, his fingers digging in the man hips.
Finally he felt the teeth… long, sharp teeth, sinking in his skin, piercing the vein under. Blood sprang out the wound, and Caesar’s body became tense as he was expecting the pain… but the cold lips closed on the injury and he sensed the vampire starting to suck his blood, a low grunt coming from his throat. The scientist shivered and relaxed immediately, as he felt something strange running through his body, increasing each time his prisoner took another sip of him. Pleasure. No, not just pleasure. It was much stronger, much more…
He didn’t realize his body was physically reacting to the bite, and he finally reached orgasm as the vampire let him go. The scientist backed up right away, ashamed and… out of breath, as he was staring at the prisoner. This one smiled at him one last time, his tongue sliding on his lips to lick the last drops of blood.
“Thanks for the meal.”
Caesar blushed heavily, his hands tensed on his clothes in front of his crotch. This was bad, too bad, too...
“I… Ihavetogo.” He mumbled before escaping the cell without glancing back.
He needed a shower right away, and clean clothes, and… No, he couldn’t let himself be bitten again.
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