ROLEPLAY HQ - bite-me

Mason Hale was a 18 year old obsessed with vampires, he always had been. He did anything to be like them, he wore all black all the time even in the hot and brutal summers. He'd cut himself and drink his own blood, oh how he loved the sight of blood. His parents were heavily Christian and they saw there son “acting” out in this way in a result they sent him to go live with his uncle in New Orleans. Hell Mason couldn't be more stoked, from all his vampire movies New Orleans was the place to be it was how he liked to call it a vampire haven. Ya this would be one helluva ride for Mason Hale.

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The long flight from NY to New Orleans made Mason extremely exhausted and the climate change would take some getting use to, his uncle Norman picked him up from the airport and they drove back to his place lucky for Mason his uncle lived right on Bourbon St. Immediately Mason wanted to get out and go explore this new place, he quickly got out of the car when his unc|e rolled down the window. “Mason!” He yelled and Mason turned around quickly. “Hey kid shouldn't ya rest? It was a long flight.” Norman stated. Mason shook his head. “Are you kidding!? I have to check this place out.” He said in excited words as he turned to walk down Bourbon St. “Mason!” His uncle called again and again Mason turned around. “Look kid I get it your excited and all but New Orleans can be a scary place, I don't want ya out past dark got it?” Norman questioned his nephew. “Okay okay!” He said in irritated words but the sun was already going down, Mason would check this whole place out. He was obsessed with vampires so obviously if one were to take him on he wouldn't care, Mason’s obsession with immortals wouldn't go over lightly in New Orleans but he didn't care he invited it. In fact he had “BITE ME” Tattooed on the left side of his neck, ya his parents weren't too thrilled about that. So Mason went off into the soon coming night in New Orleans on Bourbon St, his excitement running like wild fire through his body.

Laurent was singing in the shade of an awning on a nearby street corner when he heard a familiar voice call out somebody’s name with his supernatural hearing. Figuring it worthwhile to eavesdrop on this particular person he focused in on the conversation while scanning the street for its source. In doing so he heard everything he needed to for a plan to start hatching in his head as well as spotting Norman’s source of concern. As the young man drew nearer and Laurent could see him clearer he realized the man was barely a man at all but rather an older teen. This was going to be too easy. As the boy, Mason came close enough to hear him clearly Laurent switched mid song to some he hoped he would appreciate more judging on his appearance alone and started in on teenagers by my chemical romance being sure to make eye contact and give him a nod of the boy looked his way. @$PlayBoy$

Mason walked Bourbon St damn there were so many shops! His mind couldn't process all of it, the lights came on and lit up the night. "Wow.." He whispered as he looked up seeing all the different colors of Bourbon St and the French Quarter, he saw everything from strippers to panhandlers and that's when he saw them. Lifestylers. Now lifestylers were the type of people to be just like real vampires, in every way shape and form they were exactly like them, hell some even drank human blood. Mason stopped and stared at the group of people as they passed him, a huge smile on his face almost like he was a little kid. He loved it here and he'd only been here for an hour tops. Continuing to walk down the street that's when the heat and humidity hit him hard, looking at the shops he decided to go into one Boutique De Vampyre was its name and that was right up Mason's ally. He entered inside and the first thing he saw was a giant gargoyle statue, his eyes went wide as he explored the shop. Every nook and cranny of the place, he bought a necklace and it was said to "attract vampires" so naturally Mason bought it. It was a little black pendant with a red glowing highlight on it, the string black as well. He smiled and put it on right away before the store keeper could even ask if he wanted it in a bag, he checked his phone it was 8 pm and it was dark. He knew Norman warned about being out after dark but again Mason didn't care, he welcomed it.

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Leaving the shop the streets were now packed with people, everyone getting drunk and partying and to think this is what it's going to be like every night. God he loved it here, it's like this place was made for him except for the weather but he'd get use to that. Loud music could be heard at every turn and people screaming and hollering constantly from having a good time or just being drunk, he smiled and stepped around the shop seeing an ally. He peered down it and saw no one and stepped inside just a bit as he grabbed his pack of cigarettes and lit one up, leaning back against the wall as he blew out the smoke. He looked up at the night sky watching the stars and oddly enough he missed his parents but they were Jesus freaks, he was a disappointment to them. He waved that thought away and started thinking about all the fun he would have here in New Orleans.

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Mason was ripped away from thought when he heard someone singing, he looked down the way in the dimly lit ally. He wasn’t too familiar with My chemical romance but he’d heard the song before, he smirked a little but turned his head and continued on his staring of the lifestylers ahead of him.

Laurent continued to sing and play on the street as the night grew darker, dancing with and spinning a few of the passerby. Eventually he was recognized by a bunch of groupies from one of his escapades in their favorite haunts when he was looking for his new flavor of the month. He could guess where this was going and he was feeling a bit peckish so he kept his ears open and focused on the boy smoking in the ally when one of the bolder girls in the group grabbed his shirt collar and began leading him of the street. With one hand on her wrist to prevent her stretching out his shirt, he let it happen. He let her have a modicum of control and press him into the ally wall, let her feel him up as he leaned his head back enjoying the moment. And when he was done with the foreplay he, lightning quick, reversed their positions. Now he had her pinned and she was exposing her neck to him. He very slowly pulled her hemline past her shoulder and caressed the skin there before lowering his head to take a drink. He was aware vaguely that someone had made off with his abandoned collection but that was fine, he hardly ever needed cash and he already had enough to make rent this month. He was much more aware of the Hale boy, his movements, breathing, heartbeat. He wanted to see what he would do. He had the general appearance of the groupies, but he was also apparently related in some way to his favorite plaything, Norman. He wanted to know which way the kid swung. @$PlayBoy$

Mason grabbed his phone, he checked it as the light from the phone lit up his face. Nobody was missing him as he had no new notifications, putting his phone away Mason eyed the lifestylers again but he saw that guy the same one he saw earlier. He seemed to be popular with the lifestylers, was he one? Mason’s interest was definitely peaked, now he wanted to know the guy. Suddenly however something was taking place, Mason watched the whole little sexy show. Mason watched as the girl grabbed the stranger, they went into an ally across the street from the one Mason was in. Mason could see everything however, he watched as the girl pressed the stranger against the wall. He knew where it was going and he figured he should look away but he honestly couldn’t stop watching, he smirked as the guy seemed to be enjoying hell Mason knew he would’ve too. Mason’s eyes went wide as within an instant the stranger had the girl pinned, her neck exposed so fully. Mason’s heartbeat quickly increased, his breathing as well. “No fuckin way…” The boy whispered as he watched the man feed on the girl, then suddenly Mason’s phone would ring causing him to jump. “Fuck!” He said quickly. He grabbed his phone from his pocket before looking away, his uncle was calling. Mason turned his back towards the scene and hit the accept button on his phone, he put his phone up to his ear not speaking a word. “Mason?” His uncle said and that seemed to snap the boy back into reality. “Norman? Hey..” Mason’s voice was different, sounding like he’d just seen a murder or something. “Are you okay?” His uncle asked. “Norman… I saw a vampire bite a girl and drink her blood…” Mason didn’t mean to say it all at once like that but it just sort of came out. “What?” Norman said instantly but he knew, he knew this day would come of course he didn’t expect it so soon.

Laurent enjoyed Mason’s shock and excitement almost as much as the blood he was drinking. That is until the phone call pulled the attention away from him. He finished up with the girl, doing a quick check to make sure she was still awake and stable before beckoning her friends over to look after her. He saw one pull out a first aid kit and another with snacks and juice and knew she’d be ok. He bid his goodbyes to the disappointed group claiming he had had his fill and made his way to the ally across the street. Laurent stood behind him for a moment to confirm who was on the other end, when he was sure it was Norman he quickly plucked the phone out of Mason’s hand addressing the boy first. “Mason is it? Nobody likes a tattletale.” He said in a disapproving manner before turning his attention to the ongoing call “Norman, my man! How’s it hanging? Kill anyone recently I need to know about?”

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Just as Mason was about to explain he felt a presence behind him, suddenly his skin went cold and his heart was pounding against his chest as someone took Mason’s phone right from his hand. The boy turned quickly as the stranger or rather the vampire from before was now standing in front of him, Mason’s breathing was so much faster now as his chest was going in and out fast. Mason seemed speechless as he stared at the vampire before him but then he spoke, speaking with clenched teeth. “Give me my phone back.” The boy spoke coldly. “Mason? Mason?” Norman was saying but then his whole attitude and mood instantly changed the moment he heard Laurent’s voice, Norman filled with rage and coldness. “Laurent you son of a bitch! If you’ve hurt my nephew, I swear to god I’ll destroy you!” Norman yelled with a powerful anger, like a father protecting his son.

Laurent grinned at the voice of the blustering idiot on the other of the line, mouthing ‘make me’ at Mason before continuing the call “Come now Cher you’ve been holding out on me. I didn’t know you had a nephew. And to bring him here? After last time? It looks like my lesson didn’t stick, did it? Now I haven’t laid a fang on him, yet. But it is mighty tempting he’s such a pretty young man.” He grinned at Mason, making a ‘come at me’ gesture with his free hand. It looked like he had his uncle’s spirit, he’ll give him that much. He wanted to see what he’d do with it. @$PlayBoy$

Mason narrowed his eyes darkly and clenched his fists at the mouthing of words from the vampire, anger filled the boy now as he clenched his teeth tighter. Slowly and slyly he slipped his switchblade out of his left back pocket, he gripped it tight getting ready to pop the blade open. Norman’s blood boiled, he was squeezing the phone so tight perhaps even he was Superman he would break it in two. Norman shut his eyes tight, the flashbacks were coming and he couldn’t stop them. all the sudden loud powerful ringing in his ears and the pain in the right side of his neck returned. “AHH!” Norman cringed in pain as he dropped to one knee covering his neck, it slowly eased away but that pain… Norman hadn’t felt it in 6yrs. The story is long but for time sake Norman didn’t have long but well he didn’t get what he wanted, he was gone back into the flashback.. 6yrs ago Norman was at a club with a few of his buddies, the club still resides in New Orleans today, it was called “Oblivion” Norman was having a great time in the large club, it was painfully dark and loud but Norman was to say the least a little wasted. Some man came up to Norman and grabbed him by the shoulders, Norman figured the guy was trying to come into him and well Norman didn’t swing that way. He pushed the guy away and continued having a good time but Norman had no idea that he just shoved the strongest vampire in all of New Orleans, if not the world and he didn’t like that. He grabbed Norman by the back of his shirt and dragged him away to a darker little corridor with strength like no one could believe, he slammed Norman into the wall behind him and took his hair in his grasp tilting Norman’s head to the left side and began to whisper things in Norman’s ear, Norman couldn’t make it out but he was sure it was something in tongues.

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Then pain, unimaginable pain in the right side of Norman’s neck as he screamed but alas no one could hear him over the music. Norman was left there, somewhere between life and death, he wasn’t sure but he was forever left with a bite mark scar on his neck to remind him everyday that he was said vampires property. He was met by a group a couple months after the incident and they recruited him as a hunter and that’s how it all happened, Norman was a vampire hunter and ever since that night he’s been trying his hardest to catch this vampire but he was always 7 steps ahead of Norman, reminding him every so often with that pain in his neck that he was his and now that his nephew has arrived well… that’s made him excited to say the least. Norman came to just as Laurent finished speaking, he was absolutely enraged. “Laurent your trouble is with me, ya got that?! Not him, you leave him the hell out of this!” Norman yelled louder, he quickly got on his phone and used a tracker app to find Mason’s phone. Pretty? Get fucked! Mason thought as he heard the vampire say the words. Mason took the bait the vampire threw out, of course a switchblade wouldn’t do much to a vampire but it was something. Mason immediately popped the blade and lunged at the man before him, he placed the knife on his neck. “Give me the phone.” Mason spoke sinisterly.

Laurent didn’t even flinch when Mason came at him with the blade, he did however laugh in the boy’s face. When he collected himself he spoke to the phone, completely ignoring Mason’s threat. “Norman, I would have, you know I would have. We’ve been playing this cat and mouse games for ages now. I only wanted to rile you up, remind you who’s boss. But now… now your boy has very firmly made himself my problem. Just now he came at me with some toothpick of a blade. At least I know where he gets the balls to try such a stunt. I’ll think I’ll take him of your hands for a while, show him who rules this city. You have a good night, now Norman. I’ll take good care of him.” And with that Laurent snapped the phone in half with one hand and with the other tossed the boy up against the ally wall, following to pin him in place. He knew he didn’t have a lot of time to get the boy off the streets and warn the troops of the incoming hunters Norman was sure to call for aid so he’d have to make this quick. Mimicking the position he had the uncle in some years before, he braced one arm against Mason’s chest holding him in place and the other hand in his hair pulling his head to one side and exposing the left side of his neck. When he looked down he couldn’t help but chuckle at the tattoo there. It was a shame he had just fed, and he wouldn’t be able to properly savor this one… but then again who said Laurent had to bite him here and now? Perhaps he would be better as a midnight snack after he’s had the chance to toy with him some more. Yes. Yes, that was a good idea. He’d do that, but first… “Do you feel that? The hair on the back of your neck standing up? That lump in your throat? The pit in your stomach? The pain in your chest from you heart beating a million times a minute? You should listen to those feelings more boy, they’re your body telling you just how badly you just fucked up.”

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The arm pinning Mason to the wall rose to caress his neck then his jaw. Then Laurent pressed in a spot between the back of the jaw and the ear, a pressure point that could make a person pass out. Once the boy was out Laurent hiked him up on his shoulders in a fireman carry and sped out of the ally and to the apartment he currently called home. Once there he cuffed Mason’s ankle and chained him with a long lead to the four poster bed in the studio apartment.

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@$PlayBoy$

(One of the best versions of “Bite Me” I’ve done! Your amazing at this Rp I just have to say, responding now.)

Mason knew that this vampire wouldn’t even come close to being intimidated but Mason wasn’t the type to fuck with either, perhaps he did share that with his uncle he just didn’t know it yet. He felt livid when the vampire before him just laughed, Mason had every mind to stab him in the side of the neck with his switchblade but he held back as the stranger continued talking to his uncle. It was odd as the conversation between the 2 continued, Mason’s thoughts went kinda rampant. The know each other?! How!? What did Norman not tell me? Mason was confused but more so he was worried, this was a bad situation anyone could see that and after this vampire just killed that girl… well there’s no telling what he was capable of. “No Laurent! No! You listen to me!” Norman screamed into the phone before the line went dead. “No! No!” He screamed as his chest was going in and out with a vicious anger. “Fuck!” His phone was going so slow and just as the location was about to pop up a message read across the screen: “Phone disconnected from server.” Norman felt like his whole world was on fire but he quickly went into protection mode, he went to his room and loaded up with some weapons. A gun that could fire stakes, UV rounds, holy water, and a mini flamethrower. A vampire on fire is not thinking clearly, Norman would also bring a machete. Beheading a vampire was the easiest way to put him down, Norman left the condo quickly and went out into the streets looking for his nephew. “Mason! Mason!” The older man called through the streets, tourists and locals alike eyed him strangely. Mason gulped thickly as he watched the vampire snap the phone in two, fear didn’t reach him yet though. Without warning Mason was thrown against the cold brick wall behind him, followed by a hard hand against the chest to pin him where he stood. “Agh!” The boy cringed, he attempted to get free struggling against the vampire’s hold. Norman didn’t call for backup, he should’ve but this was all too

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personal for Norman to even think about calling for help but given the circumstances it made all the sense in the world to Norman. His archenemy has his nephew, Norman intended to find Laurent and kill him once and for all but that may be easier said then done. Laurent wasn’t just any vampire but the vampire king of New Orleans, he had power and abilities most didn’t. To say the least Laurent is a very lethal vampire. Mason would struggle and grunt as the vampire took ahold of his hair hard, pulling it to expose the boy’s tender neck. Mason’s breathing was very sporadic now, in fact his pulse point was throbbing as his heart raced. “Get off me!” He shouted. “Help! Someone help!” He screamed more. The vampire would speak now his words cold as ice and intimidating as hell, Mason would tremble as fear set in. An emotion he was very unfamiliar with but now it felt like the only thing he could feel, fear is a cold feeling it makes one feel as though his blood is replaced with ice. His trembling could easily be heard and his racing heart was a dead giveaway of the immense fear he felt. “Go to hell. My uncle’s gonna come, he’s gonna find me.” Mason spoke with clenched teeth and a breathy tone. Mason would grunt as he felt the other caress his neck, he shivered slightly at his cold touch. Then Mason’s whole body went limp, he nearly fell over but the vampire picked him up just before he could.

(Thank you! That means a lot!) Once Laurent was content Mason was secure he conference called his inner circle to spread the word about Norman being on a rampage and to stay out of his way. Let the old man look crazy, and if anyone got themselves into trouble with the hunter, or the witches for that matter, that Laurent would be otherwise engaged and not to be bothered. As well as ready the defenses for the apartment building just in case someone squeals to Norman. Next he called the local coven matriarch to explain the situation and reassure her he has no intentions of breaking their truce, he just wants to mess with the hunter for a while. The old crone didn’t seem happy about it but took him at his word, he had never outright lied to the coven before so she had no reason not to believe his intentions. She felt sorry for the boy but it was out of her hands until Laurent broke his side of their deal. On such an occasion the coven would rain hell down on the vampires like they had the wolves. Once that was taken care of Laurent set his phone to do not disturb and began preparing in earnest for what he was going to do with his latest plaything. He opened up a trunk of toys and pulled out a few things to start with cuffs, clamps, vibrator, pair of scissors, the basics, and got to work setting them up around the passed out young man but not attaching anything to him yet. He wanted Mason to be awake for that. Feeling sufficiently prepared he began to get himself comfortable by stripping off his shirt. It was only then he noticed the small blood stain on his neckline. The little shit must have nicked him when Laurent tossed him into the wall. He went to the bathroom to set his shirt to soak in the sink and check to see his neck had already healed. He wiped off the drying blood then went back to the bed to wake the brat. Kneeling over him, Laurent gently slapped Mason’s cheek a few times. “Wakey wakey, sleeping beauty. Come on, rise and shine.”

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Norman searched and searched, he checked every ally, every dark corner, the cemeteries, even some clubs. He didn’t check all of Laurent’s normals haunts first because he figured that would be too obvious, once he checked all the main places that’s when he moved to known places that Laurent frequented on some occasions but no matter where Norman looked he came up empty every time. This of course only caused Norman to grow more and more angry and scared, what Laurent did to Norman all those years ago was pretty bad but the older hunter could only imagine what Laurent could do to Mason. It wasn’t helping anything letting his mind go to these bad places but he couldn’t seem to get rid of such thoughts, tormenting him further he felt like he’d break. His phone ringing brought him back to reality, he quickly answered the call not even really seeing who it was. “Mason!?” Norman said quickly but it was one of the hunters he works with. “No.. sorry Norman, it’s Jason. However word has spread like wildfire about Laurent taking your boy, let us assist you. Do you know where the boy was last?” Jason asked in a very manly tone. “No. I’ve checked everywhere Jason, I think we need a tracker spell. Rosie still has the book of the damned right?” Norman asked with obvious frustration in his voice. “Ya I think so. I’ll call her, where should I meet you?” The other Hunter asked. “I’ll send you my location when your on your way.” Norman said. “Sounds good.” Jason responded. Both men hung up and Norman stopped by a bar for a drink, he needed something to take the edge off not to mention his scar was hurting some. “Aghh…” The boy grunted as slowly he would open his eyes, he instantly saw the vampire in front of him and scooted back quickly. That’s when Mason noticed his ankle was chained to one of the legs of the bed, he yanked on it a little before he looked at the vampire with a sharp glare. That’s when he saw the items littered around him, fear filled him once more but he instantly

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took in his surroundings, he noticed the door to the room before his eyes went back to the vampire. “What is this?” Mason asked but in truth it was a stupid question, he knew what this was. Sex toys, cuffs, hell he was already chained by the ankle. It was clear this vampire has many intentions with the boy and Mason wanted no part of it, he trembled though and that fear and uneasiness gave off a significant scent. The boy kept his eyes on the vampire now, not daring to look away in case his captor tried something.

Laurent grinned when Mason came back to, “Ah, there you are. Welcome back.” When Mason asked what this was Laurent chuckled, he didn’t think it could be any more obvious but he’d spell it out for him anyway and remove any doubt the young man had as to what exactly all this was. “This is just the beginning of the lesson you are about to learn of the repercussions of crossing me. Two weeks should be a long enough timeframe for part one and at the end of it I’ll have you begging me for more. But I won’t. Only then will I allow you to leave… if you still want to.” He finished with a smirk, leaning closer until their faces were only a hair’s breath apart and he breathed in long and deep. “There’s only one thing that tops the sent of fear, I’ll get you there eventually but for now this will have to do.” While their faces were still inches apart Laurent moved slowly to grab Mason’s right arm, intending to put a cuff on his wrist, but leaving plenty of opportunity for Mason to react. He never could resist the opportunity for a good struggle. @$PlayBoy$

The chuckle Laurent gave was an eerie one and his words were even worse, Mason instantly thought the worst from Laurent’s words. They painted very vivid images in the boy’s mind but Mason still wanted this fucker to know that he was no bitch, he could be menacing and intimidating too. He tried not to let the words bother him but he couldn’t help but shiver just a bit, Mason looked enraged as Laurent finished speaking and he too leaned in a little closer to the creature. “Trust me, I will but not before I teach you a thing or 2. You think I’m something special do you? I’m nothing special, I’m a drifter with nothing to lose. I mean to gut you and drink your blood from a boot, you think your winning now by chaining me like a dog just you wait.” Mason’s tone was very threatening as Laurent moved even closer to him, inhaling deep causing Mason to clench his fists. Mason’s heart was beating so loud and fast he nearly thought he could hear the loud booming in his own ears, he trembled a little from the vampire’s continuing words. The moment Laurent grabbed Mason’s arm he was entirely inclined to punch the other in the face with his left and that’s exactly what he did, the moment Laurent grabbed his arm Mason punched him square in the face as hard as he could. “Keep you’re fuckin hands off me.” Mason spat.

Laurent’s head snapped back with the impact but he didn’t let go of Mason’s wrist. Instead he paused for a moment tasting his own blood in his mouth. He had to admit he was impressed, nodding to himself as he wiped the blood from his busted lip with the thumb of his free hand allowing Mason an unobstructed view of his regenerative healing ability. It only took a second for the skin to stitch itself back together and blooming bruise to disappear. “You’re special to someone. That’s all I need.” Laurent surged forward using his supernatural strength to cuff Mason’s right hand to the bed and locking it in place. He stepped back just to watch the boy struggle and circled the bed to the other side. “It’s enchanted. Won’t break. Doesn’t unlock for anything but the key.” @$PlayBoy$

Mason seemed to surprise himself with the powerful hit but talk about a confidence boost, his hand didn’t even hurt afterwards but you know what they say… anger can make people do certain things that they otherwise don’t think they’re capable of. Mason watched as the other simply wiped the blood from his lip, the boy watched as the other’s lip instantly seemed to seal itself. One minute a busted lip and the next it was like nothing had even touched him, Laurent’s words hit really close to home and Mason knew he was talking about his uncle. “Norman…” Mason whispered as instant sadness consumed him for a moment, he thought of how Norman was probably losing his mind right now but Mason could also tell there were some secrets. The boy had no time to react before Laurent cuffed his right wrist to the bed post, now he was in a rather awkward position. His left ankle was chained and now his right wrist was chained, he wasn’t comfortable to say the least. “Remember what you’re doing because when I get out of here and I will, I’ll torture you in ways you never thought possible.” Mason’s tone was ominous and cold, he had a lot of threats which of course he would act on if he wasn’t bound like this. Still revenge was brewing inside of him.

“Promises, promises. You know I think your uncle said something similar when he and I first met… what was it? Something something something … ‘I’ll make you regret every decision you’ve ever made!’” He mimicked adopting a lower register to better match Norman’s voice. “Funny thing about vampires, the stronger ones, older ones, can mess with peoples memories, manipulate their desires. Although admittedly, his mind was stronger than I had anticipated and likely has only gotten stronger over time. My attempt to smooth things over didn’t fully take hold. He’s had a hard on for getting rid of me since.” Once Laurent walked to the other side of the bed he reached for Mason’s other wrist. @$PlayBoy$

Mason smirked a minute, laughing softly. “Yeah well that’s the thing about us Hales’ we say something and if we don’t act on it today… trust us, your in for it.” Now it was clear there was something here between Laurent and Norman, honestly Mason preferred this chat with Norman at least he’d probably tell the truth but with Laurent…. It was a whole other ballgame. Mason hated the fact that Laurent was so close to sounding like Norman, in fact it made the boy fear worse what his uncle thought but in a way he wanted to prove himself to his uncle show him that he could handle such situations. “I imagine they wouldn’t.” Mason spoke sincerely, he wanted to continue but he felt if Norman’s archenemy knew that the boy had no clue then he could use that against him. Mason would have to choose his words very carefully now, he clenched his teeth even tighter figuring they’d break but somehow they remained in tact. “It’s like I said, you think everyone has the hots for you. Anyone who comes across your path, thing is your actually full of yourself and you know it!” Mason spoke back with anger and frustration. Mason saw the vampire reaching for his other wrist and he instantly pulled away, glaring he spoke once more. “I thought I said to keep your fucking hands off me?! You already have me in a more than uncomfortable position as it is. Back off!” The boy barked at the vampire.

“Oh he’s tried enacting his little revenge. Multiple times. Over the past six or so years. Still hasn’t caught up to me though. The only decision he’s made me regret so far is not searching out his family sooner. You’re quite entertaining.” Laurent kept his eyes trained on Mason, he knew the boy wasn’t a local, he’d have caught wind of him sooner if he were. He was gauging for the boy’s reaction of just how long these games between him and his uncle have been going on. Another hunter in the family would know, would have given advice and support before now, but the only other hunters he’s seen Norman with are other locals and none of them bore any family resemblance that he could see. “‘Us Hales’ huh? So you have the same last name then? That would make you related through your father.” He wanted to get a rise out of him, preferably without getting another bloody lip. Getting hit still hurt. “Well you kind of have to be when you’re over six hundred years old. I’d be perpetually depressed otherwise and that’s not a very good afterlife.” Laurent knelt on the bed to get a better reach and went for the boy’s wrist again. He very easily could have gotten it the first time but what was the fun in that? Giving the kid some hope was half the fun of breaking him him down. “Oh please, the one on your ankle is a fifteen foot lead. The only thing it’s stopping is you leaving the apartment. And if you think I take orders from anyone let alone a human then you are the one that has another thing coming. Now. Come. Here.” @$PlayBoy$

Hearing Laurent talk down about his uncle like that, well it (for a split moment) made him feel like this was some sort of vampire horror movie where literally the vampire says everything to break someone down. Mason could feel the hate seeming to radiate from himself, that part about searching for the rest of Norman’s family particularly hit a nerve for Mason. “GET FUCKED YOU SORRY SACK! You’re nothing but a waste of space, how it is you’ve lived this long is beyond me! Your miserable so you take it out on everyone else! Did you bite my uncle? Is that what this is about?” Mason’s tone was furious before it was soft in the end with his questions. It’s not like he totally pieced it all together but he figured it was something in that ballpark even if Laurent didn’t bite Norman, still Mason had a pretty good reason to think so even if it was just a blind guess but who would know that but him? Same last name?! Of course I would, it’s my dad’s name! Mason thoughts screamed but he was instantly silent at that. Laurent knew that already but how? For a few moments Mason felt like he was suffocating, what did he have left in his Arsenal? Strength and will to go through whatever trials Laurent was about to put him through? Only god knew the answers to those questions, Mason doesn’t believe in god however. Mason however had a keen sense for intuition so he figured Laurent was saying these things purely to get Mason to react, Mason however planned to give him no such satisfaction. After his outburst he remained stoic, catatonic. Laurent craved Mason’s reactions and Mason would do everything in his power not to give this vampire what he wanted. “Boo fuckin hoo.” Mason said with attitude in his voice. Mason watch as Laurent went for his wrist again and again he’d yank it away before the creature could touch him, clenching his teeth again. “I don’t give a shit if it gave me access to leave your damn apartment, I’m still chained like a dog ya psycho! That’s what you don’t get

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probably because your ancient!” Mason yelled loudly, his words seeming to bounce from the walls. In truth the boy had never been so infuriated, it was new but natural it seemed. Mason sneered. “Is that suppose to be your ‘scary’ voice or something? Please..” The boy scoffed. “Your probably better taking a class or something. Don’t touch me.” He said sinisterly, his eyes never leaving Laurent’s.

“Oh I intend to.” Laurent chuckled. “That may have been what got the ball rolling but this… this is about you and the toothpick you nicked me with. You ruined my shirt.” So Mason didn’t know. Unwittingly admitted it himself by guessing at what happened between Laurent and Norman. He either was too new to hunting to get the full story yet, and guessing at the boy’s age that made sense, or he’s not a hunter at all and has been purposely kept out of the loop. So then what was up with the ‘bite me’ tattoo? Having had enough of the interrogation for now, Laurent snatched up Masons other wrist with lightning quick speed and pulled him to the center of the bed to cuff him. Knowing now the only hazards left were his legs. Mason circled back to the foot of the bed and grabbed the chain already connected to his ankle pulling him down the sheets until he was dead center, securing the Chan to a shorter length with a heavy duty clip. One left. “As much as i’m enjoying this little banter, I am on a little bit of a schedule. Rebeca won’t hold me over for long.” @$PlayBoy$ (edited)

Mason rolled his eyes at Laurent’s mini response before he continued on, it was quick and Mason thought the other was joking genuinely. “Your shirt? You are kidding!” The boy laughed. “Come on, you can buy hundreds of the same one. Shirts aren’t in short supply here I promise, it’s not the 1800’s.” Mason snickered more. His laughing quickly stopped as his other wrist was then chained and he was pulled to the center of the bed by Laurent, he tensed and uncertainty filled him. “Just wait. Hold on!” Mason seemed to try and reason with the other so he wouldn’t have to go through what he feared was about to happen. “Look.. how about you give me like an hour or 2 to just prepare y’know? You’re on a schedule so am I, it makes sense. So just pump the brakes alright.” Mason tried to reason with the other.

“That shirt was made in the 1800’s.” Laurent deadpanned “Also, there is the little matter of my bloody lip to attend to now as well.” Laurent moved to attend Mason’s other leg, starting with a hand on his hip and slowly moved down his leg pressing firmly to insure he doesn’t get kicked. When Mason made the proposal Laurent made a show of considering the break, pausing with the boy’s ankle in his hand, cuffed but not yet connected to the chain permanently attached to the bed. He continued his task as he spoke, “I’ll give you the time it takes to smoke a cigarette. Where do you keep your pack and lighter?” @$PlayBoy$

Mason wanted to kick at the other, any chance but given how bound he already was it wouldn’t help much now. Mason jolted a little as Laurent’s hand was on his hip before slowly moving down his leg, he clenched his teeth remaining silent for another moment. The boy studied the other’s face, seeing how he looked as though he was considering what Mason asked for. A cigarette hell that was even better, the boy perked up a little. “My back pocket.” Mason replied quickly. Meanwhile… Norman was 4 drinks in and because he didn’t drink like that normally he was pretty fucked up already, he knew getting drunk was by no means the answer but he couldn’t seem to stop himself. “I think you’ve had enough.” Jason spoke sternly as he seemed to slam his hand on Norman’s left shoulder, this caused the other man to jump slightly. “J..Jason.. ugh…” Norman groaned as he rubbed his head. “Well you’re in no shape to hunt down Laurent now.” Jason spoke as he helped Norman to his feet. “No.. no. He has Mason.. we have to go.” Norman slurred his words. “The boys think they got a lead and where the boy is being held. Just take it slow.” Jason said calmly as he helped to Norman leave the bar.

Laurent took the opportunity to pat Mason down for any other contraband he may have on him as he went for the cigarettes and lighter. Once the cigarettes were acquired Laurent lit one and took a drag from it, grinning as he did so. He wasn’t completely cruel though, seeing as Mason was now completely bound and spreadeagled on the bed, Laurent then leaned over the boy so their faces were only inches apart again and blew the smoke against the others lips. When he was finished he sat down on the edge of the bed and piled an ashtray from the nightstand drawer and placed it within easy reach. “Did you really think I’d trust you with a lot cigarette? I’m more of a cigarillo man myself but these will do for now.” @$PlayBoy$

Oh a cigarette sounded like the tits! Sounded like the best thing in world, Mason was dying for the nicotine and he felt better the moment Laurent took the cigarettes and lighter. He smirked as Laurent lit the cigarette, the boy perked up a little but watched as Laurent leaned down and came closer in fact a little too close. Mason moved his head back as Laurent blew the smoke against his lips, the boy clenched his teeth in anger, Mason watched as he left to the end of the bed. Motherfucker is gonna smoke it in front of me! Mason’s thoughts were loud with anger, Laurent would speak drawing Mason back. “You prick. You’re gonna smoke in front me? That’s fuckin cold dude.” Mason said with disgust as he looked away.

Laurent rolled his eyes at Mason’s outburst. “Come on. You’re barely old enough to smoke, if that. You can’t tell me you don’t know what mainstreaming is…. I exhale, you inhale… I never meant to deprive you of your precious nicotine. I just don’t trust you not to attempt to burn down the building to get away. It wouldn’t work anyway but that’s beside the point. So, are we going to try this again or are you going to keep pouting?” Laurent finished by taking another puff from the cigarette raising his eyebrow and leaning closer. @$PlayBoy$

Mason laughed. Wait… he wants to shotgun the cigarette?! Oh fucking hell. Mason’s thoughts sounded funny. Mason looked at Laurent with firey eyes as he slowly shook his head. “I’m not shotgunning the cigarette with you, I may be feening for a cigarette but I’m not that desperate. So back up bub.” Mason spoke sternly and his eyes reflected that. Meanwhile… Jason had managed to get Norman out of the bar and safely to their little Hunter HQ, it was bigger now then it had ever been. In fact it looked like an office type building but one of the smaller ones, Jason managed them to the top floor all while listening to Norman beat himself up for all the events that took place this very evening. Once at the top floor there was an older looking man standing in the middle of a hectic little scene, hunters moving about, phones endlessly ringing, it was a lot for Norman to take in given his current state. “Charlie.” Jason said as the much older man with sliver hair turned to face them, Charlie took an annoyed breath as he looked at Norman. “Norm… it pains me to see you this way but drinking is never the answer, we’ve been through that yes?” Charlie’s voice was older, wiser, richer than any voice Norman had ever heard in his life truth be told. Norman nodded. “I suggest you sleep this off my friend.” Charlie would look at Jason. “Www.. wha… what? No, Jason said you guys found a lead on Mason, I’m not resting until my boy is found and Laurent is dead!” Norman yelled, Charlie gave Jason a nod and Jason pinched the pressure points in the back of Norman’s neck causing him to go completely unconscious.

“Ah, so that’s what the kids are calling it now. Good to know.” Laurent mused for a moment enjoying another drag from the cigarette. “But then what’s the thing with the beer called, then? Where you poke a hole in the bottom and chug it… I thought that was called shotgunning?” Laurent turned to face Mason sitting cross legged on the bed, watching expectantly for an answer. Somewhere else in the building the sounds of the first party starting filtered into the room. His vampires were working faster than he had expected. Soon the entire building would be filled with innocent party goes. Liabilities. Obstacles. And a vampire party could last weeks with a little manipulation. @$PlayBoy$

Mason slowly shook his head as he laughed at Laurent, he looked as though he was at some sleepover with the way he was sitting on the bed. “Do you think this is some little sleepover or something? God your pathetic and to think I’m some special thing just because of the history you and my uncle share but yet you say it has nothing to do with that, you’re lying. If all this was just because I nicked you with my switchblade I would’ve been drained by now, nah your dragging this out because it’s personal. Your trying to get back at my uncle, why? Because he didn’t come join you? Face it your miserable and you know it, that’s why you need this. Do you want me to keep going? Because I can, for like an hour. But you’ll get yours don’t worry about that.” Mason said with a small smile and nod. Meanwhile… Jason had put Norman in a room to sleep, their HQ had sleeping quarters in case one was on call and didn’t have time to be at home. Jason would return to meet Charlie where they had previously been. “Is he out?” Charlie asked not looking away from the window he was near, looking down at the empty street. “Ya he’ll sleep that off.” Jason replied. “In the mean time take 4-5 with you, scoop out this building Laurent has acquired. I’m certain that’s where he’s holding the boy, don’t forget the heat signature weapon. If you pick up on more then one human in there we’ll definitely need reinforcements to save them but for now Norman’s nephew is our main priority. Got it?” Charlie asked sternly. “Of course Sir, we’ll move out now and I’ll let you know of our findings.” Jason said with a nod as he left Charlie’s side and gathered 5 other hunters for the little recon mission they had.

“As a complex individual I can have more than one reason for doing something. I can also change my mind.” Laurent stated as he reached for the scissors and placed the bottom hem of Mason’s shirt between the blades. With the cigarette pressed between his lips, smoking as he went and flicking the ash in the tray as needed, he very methodically began to cut up the center of Mason’s shirt. “Let’s see if you have any other funny little tattoos hidden under this…” @$PlayBoy$

“Pffft!” Mason noised loudly. “That even sounds like a lie, hell sounds like something you just say to get out of what you really mean. You’re a coward.” Mason said with disgust as he shook his head, Mason looked away before seeing Laurent take a pair of scissors. The boy’s chest began going in and out faster and faster as he watched Laurent place the bottom of his shirt between the blades, Mason trembled some. “What are you doing!? Don’t!” The boy sounded almost desperate but he knew once clothes started coming off things would happen, Laurent’s words barely hit Mason as he heard the scissors make the first cut of fabric. “I don’t! I don’t have any other tattoos, stop, please!” The boy yelled as he could only do just that given if he thrashed around too much well he could cut himself, Laurent did have scissors after all.

“You asked for a break, I was gracious enough to give you a small one, and you decide to spend that time verbally abusing me. So now the break is over. See how that works?” Laurent was very diligent with the scissors as he cut a straight line up the front of Mason’s shirt and then again across his shoulders so he could pull the shirt out from under him and toss it in a pile on the floor. Still sitting on the bed, Laurent paused for a moment to admire the boy’s bare skin running a hand gently over his chest. By the time he was done cutting he had finished the cigarette and dropped the butt in the ash tray, so now he had all his facilities free to proceed as planned. He tucked the scissors in Mason’s front pocket for later and leaned in over the boy to get a good smell of him, Laurent’s nose nestled in Mason’s neck. When he pulled away it was only to suck a hickey on the other side of Mason’s neck over the tattoo. @$PlayBoy$

Goosebumps formed over his chest in every spot as the fabric was cut free from his skin, Laurent took it off with ease before tossing it like garbage to one side of the room. Without his shirt you could see just how fast his chest was moving more clearer now, Mason clenched his teeth tight as he felt Laurent’s cold touch across his chest. Mason would now comment on what Laurent had said, everything was happening so quickly Mason was getting confused. “A break!? A fucking break!? That’s what you call what that was? You smoked a cigarette in front of me asshole, that benefited you and you only. Don’t go getting it backwards now, clearly by the boy’s voice he wasn’t in the mood for games but then again it wasn’t exactly up to him at this point. Mason jolted slightly as Laurent tucked the scissors away in the boy’s front pocket, Mason narrowed his eyes. “What’d you do that for?” He asked quickly. Laurent wouldn’t answer and what he did next made Mason’s skin crawl, he could easily hear Laurent inhale deeply taking in Mason’s scent. But that wasn’t enough as he nestled into the boy’s neck, this caused Mason to tense up instantly. His teeth clenched as he breathed through his mouth, Mason was about to speak when he felt it. He felt Laurent’s mouth against his neck, sucking ever so sensitively. Mason’s heartbeat really started pounding, his breathing continuing to be loud. “Stop.. stop this game.” Mason spoke with an icy tone.

Laurent ignored Mason’s outburst, he had offered to share the cigarette, it’s not his fault Mason refused. Laurent made himself more comfortable, stretching out alongside Mason instead of hunched over like he had been. Pressing into Mason’s side, Laurent started heading south leaving hickeys in his wake from shoulder to collar bone and zigzagging randomly across the others chest, punctuated by small bites. Nothing hard enough to break skin, just grazing his fangs across skin. “Let’s see how sensitive you are..” Laurent mumbled into the boys skin just before he wrapped his lips around a nipple and swirled his tongue around the bud. @$PlayBoy$

The hickeys seemed almost too much to take, Mason was surprised he was keeping such composure but then again perhaps the hunter gene runs within him. It of course wouldn’t be any shock if it did, however at any rate as a young man it was harder to put such resistance to such acts being performed. The hickeys alone made Mason’s body go wild all while remaining still and tense, it felt good but Mason wouldn’t allow that to overtake what this was. Mason would bite the inside of his cheek to keep from making any sound at all, it was working. Laurent’s words hit him like bullets, especially the sensitive part. Mason didn’t like that, fear swirled back up inside of him. “Ahhh….” The boy breathed out as he felt Laurent’s mouth and tongue around his nipple, he needed something… anger, rage, this couldn’t continue.

Laurent hummed around Mason’s nipple when he finally got a response from the boy for his ministrations. He stayed like that, teasing and toying, for a good five minutes before he removed his lips from the boy’s nipple only to replace the softness of his lips and tongue with the harsh grip of a clamp, before he moved on the the other nipple to repeat the process. Once both sides had been given equal attention he continued his way south over the boy’s stomach. When Laurent reached Mason’s waistline and clothing blocked his journey south he mouthed at Mason’s crotch as he pulled the scissors from Mason’s pocket, where he had placed them for safekeeping, and adjusted his position so he was sitting between Mason’s legs as he began cutting at the pants starting at the ankle and being sure to leave the boy’s boxers alone. @$PlayBoy$

Mason trembled now as Laurent placed a clamp on one of the boy’s nipples, he cringed but other than that he didn’t make much noise. “Stop. I’m serious.” The boy spoke coldly but it seemed Laurent didn’t care. When Mason felt Laurent’s mouth and lips around his stomach he sucked in as that spot was a little sensitive, the boy trembled harder and faster when Laurent moved towards his groin. Mason gulped thickly when he felt Laurent take the scissors, the boy’s chest going in and out fast as Laurent moved and now sat between his legs. Then slowly the vampire would start cutting Mason’s pants at the ankle, the boy’s eyes went wide. “What are you doing!? Please! Please don’t do this!” The boy’s voice sounded scared and desperate. Meanwhile… Jason and the other hunters he took along with him had arrived in a spot just a block from the building, they would use the cemetery nearby as cover so they could pick up heat signatures within the building. Once they were sure they located Mason they would attempt a rescue, they also wanted to know who they’d be dealing with and how many. The hunters would use another piece of equipment to find that out, Charlie told them recon only but Jason has a son of his own and could totally relate to how Norman must feel.

Laurent’s phone started receiving messages from a group chat from his scouts saying that the hunters were nearby but he had his phone set to do not disturb across the room so Laurent didn’t notice. He did however notice the music in the warehouse downstairs get louder and the party there really start to kick off. He had an entire building full of leverage downstairs, he wasn’t worried about hunters right now. He had a much more interesting something to concern himself with at the moment. Once he had relieved Mason of his pants, Laurent pushed the legs of Mason’s boxers up to his hips. “I’m not going to stop until you beg me to bite you. And you will beg, it’s just a matter of when.” Laurent spoke directly into Mason’s thigh as he settled back into the bed to restart his ministrations on the boy’s legs. @$PlayBoy$

The hunters were setup now and Jason waited another moment or 2 before he took out the scope, it had 2 ends one to look through and the other to capture what was seen. The other 5 gave Jason a nod and he used the scope, he picked up many vampires along with quite a few humans. Jason figured Laurent must have a ‘blood party’ going on, a blood party was when a vampire of high class throws a ball and has all his or her vampire friends and such over. The vampires invite humans and they party but as the human gets intoxicated it makes them easy victims, of course not every vampire goes that route in fact there’s quite a few of them that get off on the pain they inflict so in that case it’s easier having a human sober because the experience for the vampire is better. Jason moved the scope from the bottom of the building to the top, he had 2 signatures come up. One undead and the other living. “That’s it.” Jason said lowly. “I found them. They’re at the top floor, we need a way in.” Jason said directly. “It’s too late now, we have to come back tomorrow. I can get us in and with Norman, well he might need a disguise but I can get us in. I have contacts.” John a reliable hunter spoke, he’d been a hunter just about as long as Jason so he could be trusted without a doubt. “You’re probably right, we’d only be risking our lives… but if you can get us in John Norman and I can get Mason, we’ll tell Charlie of our findings tonight but it’s Friday night so we also have to expect that Laurent will have another party tomorrow night. Let’s go.” Jason spoke clearly and all were in agreement as they left the area and headed back to HQ to tell Charlie their info. Meanwhile… Mason felt like his heart would explode he was breathing so fast and heavy, the trembling only made it worse but when Laurent pushed his boxers up Mason about lost it. “DON’T!” He yelled in a threatening tone before hearing Laurent’s words, Mason gulped thickly as he instantly felt cold. His hot blood replaced with

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ice for a few moments, in fact he’s never felt so scared in his life and anyone could admit those words… “until you beg me to bite you.” Those words were scary. “That’s never gonna happen!” The boy said loudly through clenched teeth. Norman where are you?? Mason’s thoughts betrayed him, he wasn’t trying to think about that because he knew Norman must be doing everything to find him. Mason shivered as Laurent spoke into his thigh before attending to his legs, quickly the boy would thrash and kick. “NO! NO!” He yelled as he continued his fight.

Laurent tisked at him for the outburst, he had been so nice and quite before. He knew why tho, the boy was scared. But if Laurent played his cards right he wouldn’t be for long. In two weeks or less Laurent would have the boy wrapped around his little finger and craving his touch, the high after a bite, and he may even want to become a vampire himself. No doubt Norman would want to kill the both of them if the boy turned but he doubted Norman could do away with his nephew without a great deal of torment. Bringing his thoughts back to the here and now Laurent sighed and pulled back a little to avoid getting kneed in the face. He could easily just hold the boy down but the more he exerted himself the more his hunger grew. The girl in the ally really hadn’t done much to hold him over for his main course of the night, he had thought at the time he was avoiding spoiling his dinner. So instead of forcing the boy down he searched the now messed up bedding for the vibrator. When he found it he turned it on to its lowest setting and held it to the boy’s crotch. That should keep him entertained for a bit. @$PlayBoy$

Jason and the others got back to HQ after a little while, the others went downstairs to the bar they had for a drink. Every hunter needed something to take the edge off, Jason planned on joining them soon but he had to tell Charlie what they found and what they planned to do tomorrow night. “Charlie.” Jason said as the older one was sitting in his chair, the back of the chair turned as he had a glass of scotch in his right hand. Charlie would get up and face Jason. “What did you find?” The older man asked with a certain eagerness. “He’s there. The boy and Laurent. John and I talked, we have a plan for tomorrow night. John has contacts, he can get us in to Laurent’s ball. The others will distract the rest while Norman and I get Mason and hopefully kill Laurent, it’s no easy feat but I believe we can get it done.” Jason spoke confidently. “Jason. The boy… he’s… special, like Norman. You remember how I tested Norman’s blood?” Charlie asked and Jason would nod. “Well I believe Mason is like Norman as far as blood type, those 2 have the rarest blood in the world… in fact I believe only a handful of people have that blood type, including Norman and Mason. The boy has strong hunter genes and I know Norman plans on training him as a hunter, unfortunately he’s already 18 so he’s missed a couple years but if he’s anything like Norman… well he’ll learn quick.” Charlie stated. “Forgive me Charlie but why are you telling me this? Why not tell Norman?” Jason questioned. “Well first as you know Norman is sleeping off a binge and secondly Norman knows all this already, I’m telling you because I know how close you two are. Jason if Laurent gets influence over Mason… well at that point there’s no telling what side he’ll choose, if he’s a made a vampire I don’t know that Norman could take that. Laurent has taken everything from Norman Jason, his girlfriend, his wife…. Everyone.” Charlie spoke with the most serious of tones and Jason understood it all. “I understand. We’re getting

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Mason back Charlie, we will and we’ll train him as a hunter. This ain’t over yet.” Jason again spoke confidently and Charlie would smile before speaking. “I’ve always admired your courage Jason and it’s a gift that never goes dull.” Charlie would smile. “Your guys plan for tomorrow night sounds like a go all I ask is that you be careful and if any of you feel like it’s a bad situation you get out.” Charlie stated. Jason listened but he would beg to differ on the last part. “Mason‘s just a child Charlie, we’re getting him out of there.” Jason said sternly. Of course that’s what Charlie wanted too but he didn’t want to lose his men either. “Jason I realize this is probably personal to you as well seeing as you have a son but don’t let your personal feelings get in the way.” Charlie said sternly. Jason listened attentively before leaving Charlie’s presence and checking on Norman who was still sleeping, Jason closed Norman’s door slowly before heading down to the bar downstairs to have a drink with the guys. (edited)

With the vibrator on low and hopefully distracting the boy enough that he stops fighting as hard, Laurent sets back to the task at hand of littering Mason’s thighs and hips with hickeys. First one side and then the other. Once both legs were sufficiently marked up Laurent crawled back up to Mason’s chest, still holding the vibrator to Mason’s cock and balls with one hand, with his free hand he released one of Mason’s nipples from the clamps and as soon as it was bare again his mouth was back on it as the blood rushed back to the area and made the nipple that much more sensitive. And when thing mellowed out there he moved on to the other nipple to give it the same treatment. @$PlayBoy$

The vibrations made Mason thrash and squirm, he was fully aware that this toy was there. The pulses and vibrations were feeling good, Mason was a virgin when it came to the actual sex part but he was very familiar with masturbation. However that all being said with this vibrator there on his cock and balls it was definitely an experience he’d never felt before and it was really starting to feel good. “Ahhh…” The boy groaned as he thrashed some more. “Why… why are you doing this..?” He asked with a breathy tone. The boy would feel the hickeys on each spot and they were beginning to drive him crazy they felt so good. Mason let out a breath of relief as his one nipple was released from the clamp, however the vibrator where it was… it felt so good. Mason continued breathing hard but he couldn’t hold his tongue. “Is this all worth it to you? You don’t know it yet Laurent but your already dead.” Mason smiled some.

Laurent chuckled into the boy’s skin, something about asking the same question and expecting a different answer being the definition of insanity crossing his mind. “Ultimately? Because I want to. I died a long time ago, boy, I’m just enjoying my afterlife.” Laurent would keep going like this leaving hickeys and holding the vibrator in place until he could hear that Mason was close to orgasm, guessing that Mason more than likely wouldn’t announce it Laurent relied more on the boys body language and his own senses to tell him when. And when Mason was close Laurent stopped everything. He removed and turned off the vibrator and sat back on his heels not touching the boy until his breathing and heart rate slowed again. - Simon showed up at the headquarters a little after 11 pm and went directly to Charlie to be filled in on the plan. It seemed simple enough, get in create space for Norman and Jason to get the boy and then get out in one piece. He was a little rusty with dealing with vampires but he felt confident he could help and volunteered to stay as long as it takes until the backlash blows over. Once he was caught up he went down to the bar to mingle with some of the men he’d be working with and sat down with his whiskey of choice to scope out the men and see who would be most willing to chat with this cloud that is Laurent hanging over everyone’s head. @$PlayBoy$

Mason didn’t feel totally bad because he was holding on better than he thought he would’ve, it was clear Laurent liked this game but Mason figured the key to survival was to go along. However this didn’t mean go along with every little thing, distraction also seemed key. Deny the vampire longer and the more he’d be helping the hunters activate their plan, it was a good plan and it would work. Mason heard Laurent’s words but had nothing clever to say back not only that but the sensations he was still feeling were a bit distracting, the boy felt close and just as he thought he would explode Laurent stopped all the sensations. “Ahh.. Mmm…” The boy grunted loudly into the sheets, he kept his head there a moment. Meanwhile… The next night came rather quickly and Norman would be at HQ in the bar with the rest of the hunters who were going on this mission, Norman wasn’t drinking at least not yet. Norman and Jason were talking and the others were talking amongst themselves, Norman however took quick notice as the last hunter for their group walked into the bar. Norman nudged Jason who looked over at the young man, Jason raised his glass. “You must be Simon.” Jason said as he motioned for the young man to come over.

Laurent would continue like this, teasing and denying, with Mason until the sun rise, when the sun was just peaking over the horizon he stopped to close the blackout curtains and check his phone. Seeing he had several missed calls he sighed in frustration. He knew he would have limited time with Mason in this spot but he hadn’t expected the hunters to track him down so quickly. He had to move the boy if he wanted to continue playing in peace, however short lived that would be. With his decision made Laurent unclipped the chains from Mason’s cuffs and giving him his longer leash back so he could go and see to the arrangements of transportation without Mason making an even bigger mess of his bed. “I’ll be back shortly, behave yourself.” With that Laurent grabbed a blood bag from his mini fridge and left the room locking the door behind him. - Simon looked up at the sound of his name and raised his glass back in greeting. “That I am. It’s an honor to meet you both despite the circumstances, being such big names in the hunter community. And of course an honor to help.” @$PlayBoy$

Since Laurent continued this game so long Mason felt like his body would forever tremble and shake, not too mention he felt his cock would forever ooze with precum. By now however since it had been so long the only noises Mason was making were fast, shallow breaths, trembling along as well. He laid there, his body shaking and trembling at every touch and movement. Still Mason noticed Laurent check his phone and then seem to instantly get pissed, he’d walk over to Mason and take the chains from the cuffs off. This gave Mason tons of room to move around but obviously at the moment he was in no state to, he would curse in his head before Laurent spoke. He was going on about leaving and that Mason should stay put, Mason watched as Laurent left and shut the door behind him. Of course the boy realized the other most likely locked it but there were things in here he could totally use as a weapon when the vampire would return, Mason was still in a pretty fucked up state so he laid there another 10 minutes trying for the shit to just pass when finally he realized what would make it all go away. He jerked himself off quickly with hard strokes, it took him minutes to cum and he did feel better and his body not so sensitive or shaky anymore. He figured he could actually use some of the sex toys as weapons because some were with chain and that could hurt if whipped, Mason got up and wrapped a sheet around his lower half and looked at the different things he could potentially use. Meanwhile… Norman watched with guarded eyes as Simon approached their table, Norman wasn’t really a fan of new people especially hunters from different parts of the world. Jason however already seemed on board with the kid, both men listened to the younger hunter speak. “Big names.. well… hear that Norman?” Jason asked with a chuckle as he nudged the other. “We’re like the Winchesters but we’re not brothers and we have a specialty with what we kill.” Jason laughed. “Well Simon I’ll say this, Norman

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and I don’t pretend to be something we’re not but as every hunter knows… 9 times outta 10 it’s personal why you got into the trade.” Jason said as he raised his glass and took a drink. “Tonight ain’t no cake walk in fact this mission could go wrong in about a million different ways, if you do anything at all tonight useful don’t go tryin to be a hero.” Norman said in a gruff stern voice as he looked the kid dead on, he’d finish his drink before getting up abruptly and returning to the bar for other. “Apologies about him, I’m sure you know this mission is extremely personal to him. However if I were you.. I wouldn’t get in his way, you’ll do just fine.” Jason said with confidence, a small smile and a nod at the younger hunter.

Laurent took about two hours to arrange a car and a proxy couple to take his and Mason’s place in the room. He also spread the word to get all his best people out of harms way leaving mostly those who had fallen out of his favor to ensure the party still looked legit for the hunters. That would take some time to get done so he still had a few hours with Mason here. When he returned he chuckled at the sight of Mason up and about. “Alright, I’ll give you some credit. You’re more resilient than I thought you’d be. Thought you would have jerked off and passed out by now, but clearly you’ve only done one of those. So, what is it? What weapon has your resilient, resourceful little mind come up with?” As he spoke Laurent grabbed another blood bag from his mini fridge to drink. He really had thought Mason would have caved at some point last night to make the teasing stop, with the boy being Norman’s nephew he should’ve known better. - “Yeah, no the nephew, I completely understand. And no worries about being a hero, vampires aren’t really my wheelhouse. Not a lot of them in the bayou. Just werewolves mostly and a handful of rouge witches.” Simon sipped at his drink not wanting to risk being drunk on a hunt. Or hungover dealing with something he doesn’t normally deal with. @$PlayBoy$

Mason turned quickly at the sound of Laurent’s voice, he didn’t hear him open the door and come in. The boy clenched his teeth at the sound of Laurent’s laugh then Laurent would speak. Mason smirked at the vampire’s words. “Looks I’m better than you thought. Y’know.. you can still free yourself, continue living if that’s even what your doing. Just let me go and you can keep your head.” Mason said with a nod eyeing the vampire, however he shivered slightly when Laurent said those last few words. He loathed being called little in any capacity, he tightened his grip on the leash he’d chosen as his weapon. It had a long chain on the end, that could hurt even a vampire. Mason showed it to Laurent as he yanked both ends. “This could hurt.” Mason said darkly as he eyed Laurent. “Who was on the phone? Why did you rush out of here earlier? What’s going on?” Mason would bombard the vampire with questions, however the boy had a hunch and he hoped he was right. Meanwhile… Jason chuckled. “Werewolves eh? I’ve done my fair share of werewolf hunts, I’m too old for that now. Hell I probably couldn’t even keep up now.” The man laughed. “Vampires… vampires are fun to hunt especially when you get one, they think they’re so smart. Pricks.” Jason said as he finished his drink. “Alright you lot, gear up and meet me at the trucks in 5!” Norman called out as he grabbed his last minute items before heading to the cars, they’d be leaving in about 10 minutes. Norman was ready for this fight, he wanted a showdown with Laurent. This vampire kingpin had gone too far this time taking his nephew and Norman planned to hurt his archenemy in every way possible, he waited for the others to arrive and soon everyone was present. “Alright. Plan is simple, we all go in as partygoers. You guys act the part and Jason and I will sneak away and get to Mason, should anything go awry which I don’t doubt you give the signal. Marcus. The signal.” Norman said as a hunter in the back made a loud whistle noise,

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piercing to the ears in fact all of them but Norman, Jason, and Marcus covered their ears. “Any questions?” Norman asked and waited only seconds. “Good let’s move!” They took 2 cars to the building, they got out and headed inside. The music was loud, the drinks were flowing, and there were countless vampires in here. Jason gave Norman a look as he took an uneasy breath, Norman gave him a nod of reassurance as the moved through the people.