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The vampire tangled a hand in the faerie’s hair, fingers coiling tightly around the strands as he forced its neck further to the side. It let out a small whimper, but stayed still as his fangs sunk into its warm, delicate flesh.
The taste of that sweet, delicious blood flowing beneath those veins never got old. It was hard to imagine ever going back to feeding from the corpses in his morgue— or even living humans. This blood was a fucking delicacy. Nothing else could even compare.
“Mmm…” Silas sucked more blood than he normally would, savoring the taste and enjoying the little squirms and whimpers that the fae was trying so hard to hold back. When he was finally done, he licked the final drop of blood from its neck and pulled away, shooting it a grin.
“…Go on.” He looked at it expectantly. “You know what to do.”
A week or two ago, it might’ve questioned what he meant, but it was used to this routine by now. With wide eyes, the faerie shapeshifted into its natural form. Oh, it barely even hesitated that time. Its tiny body landed in the vampire’s palm, only about three inches in length. Its miniscule limbs moved against his skin to sit in a more comfortable position. It looked up at him with a wary expression, tilting its head all the way back so it could get a full view of the vampire staring down at it.
“Still so obedient…” Silas murmured, pressing his thumb against the two pinprick marks on its neck and eliciting a pained yelp from the fae. “Y’know, I’m surprised you haven’t tried to escape yet. Most people would have by now. But not you… Mm, you learned your place fast. Or are you scared of what I’d do to you when I catch you in the act?”
Bruises formed around the wound when he pulled his thumb away. He started rubbing the top of its head, finger gliding through its tangled olive green hair and pressing against its antennae. An oddly gentle touch coming from him.
The fae blinked at him and leaned into his finger, relaxing slightly into the touch. It always seemed to like when Silas petted it like this. He would usually find this display cute, but the rude little thing wasn’t even acknowledging his threat.
With another grin, he poked the fae until it lost balance and fell forward, tiny hands and knees pressing into his palm as it tried to gain balance. “Go on, say something.”
Its wings fluttered, and the vampire swiftly pinched them together. He wasn’t using enough pressure to cause damage, or even hurt it, but the look of panic and fear that flashed across the faerie’s face made him so tempted to keep going.
“You have a plan, don't you? Is that why you’re being so quiet? You can’t lie, so you don’t want to accidentally reveal anything to me.”
“N-no,” it stuttered out, voice timid and quiet. It was trying so hard to stay still as its wings continued to be pressed together in place. “I don’t have a plan. I know I can’t escape… I don’t— I don’t want to leave.”
“You don’t?” He pinched its wings tighter, drawing a sharp gasp from its throat. It shook its head rapidly.
He broke the silence with a giggle and finally let go, watching the delicate wings flinch and flutter away from his fingers now that they were free.
Instead of flying away or jumping out of his palm, the faerie timidly wrapped its arms around his thumb, wide eyes looking up at him through messy strands of hair. It leaned into his skin and squeezed. The pathetic thing really was telling the truth.
Admittedly, he did find it pretty endearing. It wasn’t often he kept someone like this who he had no intention or plans of killing. Despite the way he treated the thing, it didn’t even want to leave. He could do whatever he wanted to it.
He chuckled and set another finger in the fae’s hair, gently petting it back and forth. The fae giggled and nuzzled the side of its face against his finger. It closed its eyes, no doubt enjoying the cold feeling on its flushed skin.
“You’re so fucking weird…” Silas smiled and poked at its shoulder, giant finger pushing and prodding it away against its attempt to stay clung to him. When he let go, it went right back to hugging him, clinging onto his thumb like a magnet. “Blood loss getting to you?”
When it didn’t respond, he pinched the fae’s cheeks between his finger and thumb and tilted its head up. Its eyes startled open, face blushing from the contact. The vampire’s pupils trailed down its body, then back up, stopping at its pathetic little expression.
“What’s going through your mind, hm? You’re being so affectionate with me right now… I could hurt you over and over and you’d just come crawling back, wouldn’t you?”
The faerie giggled and looked away, letting its body go limp in his hold. “I just… I like this,” it whispered oh-so quietly. “I… I like that I’m yours.” It leaned its head into Silas’s finger, closing its eyes again and smiling shyly.
“Mm… You do, don’t you…” He pulled his finger away and poked its stomach. It let out a little gasp. Cute…
…He wanted to toy with it some more. But he was in the mood for something else. He’d been having a lot of fun hurting the poor thing when it was this small, drawing out all kinds of little reactions from it and seeing what its tiny body could handle, but there were still more ways to play with it that he hadn’t tried yet… The thought intrigued him. It wasn’t like the fae would say no.
His gaze flicked down to its chest. “…Your clothes have been covered in blood for days,” he murmured as if he only just noticed. “Let’s get these off you…”
The fae’s eyes went wide and its whole body froze. Its eyes were locked on the vampire’s. Oh, that got its attention. Without saying another word, Silas smiled and grabbed the hem of its shirt, yanking it up and over its head. It flinched, but didn’t resist, allowing him to slip it off with ease. Without the thin fabric shielding it from the cold air, it hugged its knees to its chest and shivered.
He let out an amused hum before pinching its legs and pulling them back out in front of its body. Once again, it didn’t struggle… He gripped the fabric and pulled, taking its pants off in one quick motion. He never bothered to look for doll-sized underwear, so that part was already taken care of.
He looked it over, red eyes trailing across every part of its exposed body. It awkwardly curled up its limbs, trying its best to cover itself. A deep blush spread across its body under the vampire’s gaze. Fuck. It was adorable like this.
Silas grabbed its wrists and pulled its arms out, trailing another finger across its chest. It shuddered, and he felt goosebumps spread across its skin beneath his fingertip.
“…Wh- what are you doing?” The fae breathed, letting out a tiny, nervous laugh. Silas could feel its pulse speed up.
“You want this, don’t you?”
“Whuh?”
“You’re just gonna let me do this… You’re not even gonna try to stop me, are you?” He giggled playfully. He was completely infatuated with the little thing. He couldn’t look away.
It blinked, tiny pupils darting around. Its little mind must be racing. It must be thinking of all the things the vampire could want to do to it. There was no way of knowing what it could be.
The vampire suddenly pushed it backwards with two fingers, pinning it down with its arms above its head. Bruises formed on its fragile skin from the pressure. It let out a small whimper. “I can’t read your fucking mind…” Silas murmured playfully. “Use your words.”
“What’re you gonna do to me?”
The vampire rolled his eyes. “You can put that brain of yours to good use, can’t you? Come on, it doesn’t take a genius to figure it out.” He teased, leaning even closer, eyes darting to the bottom half of its body. His breath coated its skin and it shuddered.
It sucked in a breath, wings fluttering against the sheets beneath it. Its face was red. “I… Pl-please…” It bit its lip, shyly averting eye contact. A small smile tugged at its lips. “Do whatever you want…”
It must have the same idea then. Of course it did. The vampire let out a low chuckle, sound reverberating through its body. “Mmm… Thought so.”
He wasted no time. He suddenly picked up the fae and pinned it down on his palm, using his fingers to spread its legs. It let out a squeak at the sudden movement, legs tensing up and instinctively trying to close, but he quickly squeezed them between his fingers and held them apart. It squirmed in his grasp, but it was far too weak to escape his grip.
Silas giggled when he saw what it was trying so hard to hide. He hadn’t even done anything yet and it already had a boner. “Fucking slut.”
The fae immediately moved its hands to cover its reddening face, but the vampire wouldn’t let it escape his gaze so easily. Fingers from behind the fae moved and yanked its arms back, holding them down against his palm. Its face heated up, a deep blush spreading across its whole body. It was on full display for the vampire now. It couldn’t hide a single part of itself even if it tried.
Oh, it was so helpless. So small. Silas stared at it with a giddy expression, eyes glinting in the faint glow emitting from its body. He’s never looked at someone this small this way before. The thought had never even crossed his mind until recently, and now it was impossible to resist.
He curiously pressed a finger to its dick, smiling at the sharp gasp that left its mouth. The thing was so small beneath his finger, clearly turned on. Did it always think of him this way? Whenever he’d grab its body and hold it in his fist, was this what it was hiding? He slowly dragged his finger up and down its shaft, feeling its dick twitch at every touch. Its breaths were heavy as it squirmed beneath him.
“You like that?” He murmured with an amused smile, eyes flicking up to look at its face.
“Mm…” The fae swallowed and nodded. It shivered under his gaze, still avoiding direct eye contact.
He grinned and licked his thumb, coating it in saliva before pressing it back against its dick. The new sensation made the fae flinch again, it just couldn’t stop squirming. He began increasing the pressure, pressing harder as he moved his finger up and down. He pinched its dick with his thumb, stroking a little faster, until suddenly letting go and pulling his hand away.
The fae thrusted towards his fingers, chasing that touch. Its eyes flickered to the vampire’s. Silas could tell how desperate it was by its expression alone, silently pleading for more. It was adorable.
He poked at its dick again, watching the fae lean into his finger for that brief second of contact, then whining as he pulled away. “You’re such a fucking needy little thing…”
It bit its lip, clearly trying to hold back its cute little noises from him. He couldn’t have that…
“Mm, you’re being too quiet, Malarky,” Silas murmured, “Stop holding back. I want to hear those noises.” Right as he made the command, he pressed a finger to its pussy. It was too big to fit inside, so he rubbed between the folds instead, spreading the wetness around. It was practically drenched.
It couldn’t hold back anymore. A soft whimper escaped its throat. It was almost hard to hear at first, but then another one came out, breathy and uncontrolled. More followed, little whimpers and moans of pleasure releasing at the rhythm he was stroking its dick.
“Good boy…” Silas breathed. “Fuck, you’re so pathetic. You’re such a fucking slut, Malarky.”
All of a sudden, he flipped the fae over and pushed it forward with its ass facing upwards. It gasped as he pinched a cheek between his fingers and squeezed. Bruises formed on the soft flesh. He flicked one of them, eliciting a sharp yelp from the fae.
Silas smiled and flicked its ass a few more times until it turned red, then rubbed it with his thumb, not even trying to avoid pressing down on the bruises. The fae winced and whimpered, tears burning in its eyes from the pain, but it wasn’t trying to get away.
Giving the poor thing a break for a few seconds, the vampire rubbed circles on its skin and trailed his fingers up and down its back— coincidentally rubbing the spot between its wings. To his surprise and delight, the fae moaned softly at the touch.
“What, are those sensitive too?” Silas mused and tilted his head, continuing to rub the spot where the wings met skin. The faerie shuddered, pressing itself closer to him and letting out more cute whimpers. “...Of fucking course they are.”
Curious about this new source of pleasure, Silas grazed his finger up its fragile wing, watching it twitch and flutter under his touch. Oh, they were so sensitive. He rubbed its wings harder, and its whole body was shaking.
Without warning, he leaned down and pressed his tongue to its back, licking up its wings and covering them in a thick coat of saliva. It shuddered and whined, fluttering and flitting its wings that glistened in the faint light.
“B-be careful with them—“ The fae spoke up, to his surprise. “Please…”
“Then you’ll have to stay still.”
Without elaborating, his mouth parted and he slipped the wings inside. The fae whimpered and trembled as he lightly sucked on them, face going red as it desperately tried to contain itself. He was being gentle enough to not cause any rips or tears, yet clearly he still managed to make it overwhelming. Its face was buried in his palm. It didn’t have the strength to hold itself up, surrendering itself to the whims of the vampire. He didn't stop swirling his tongue around those fragile little things, enjoying how strangely sweet they tasted.
After a few more seconds, he pulled away and watched the fae’s reaction. Heavy breathing, softly grinding its hips into his palm. It had to be close. “Don’t move, Malarky.”
The command struck it like lightning. It whined as it was suddenly unable to move its body. The longer this went on, the more desperate it got for that stimulation.
“Mmm, you want my help, don’t you?” Silas taunted with a hint of cruelty in his voice. The fae couldn’t respond. Tears pricked at the corner of its eyes like little crystals. “What makes you think you deserve it? Tell me.”
Its eyes went wide. “I— I’ve been good—“ It choked out, voice shaky and desperate. “—H-haven’t I? I’m trying— I’m trying to be good… Please… Please…”
Silas giggled and pet its cheek. Fortunately for the fae, he didn’t feel like restraining himself right now. After a few more agonizing seconds, he grinned and grabbed its dick again, rolling it between two fingers. It let out a relieved breath and melted into the pleasure.
It wasn’t long before it came. The fae’s entire body tensed up, overcome with pleasure. Its legs trembled and squeezed together, breath becoming deep and heavy. Its hand flew up to cover its mouth, but cute little whimpers escaped anyway as Silas drew out its orgasm.
Even though it was over, he kept going, enjoying the surprised little look it gave him when he didn’t stop. It squirmed and wiggled in a pathetic attempt to move away, but Silas squeezed its body tighter. He grinned and continued to jerk it off, overstimulating the poor thing.
He couldn’t get over the look on its face, the way its body kept flinching and trying to squirm away, the way he felt barely any pressure as it pushed its legs against his land. He could keep going forever.
But right as it was about to cum again, he let go. It gasped and jerked its hips, desperate for more. Its arms flung down but he caught them before it could touch itself. He pinched them firmly to its side and coiled his fingers around its body, lifting it up in the air. It wiggled and squirmed in his grip, eyes going wide when he started fumbling with his belt.
Silas was breathing deeply, eyes flickering to the faerie in an euphoric daze as he undid his belt and pulled out his cock. He squeezed its body, feeling every twitch and tremble beneath his fingers, the warmth of its skin and the flutter of its heart. He ignored the fae’s squirms of anticipation as he brought it down to his waist. Its breath quickened when its wide little eyes caught sight of his cock.
He gave no warning before bringing the fae down and letting his hard cock flop against its body. He thrusted it along the length of its body, feeling the vibrations of its whimpers and trembles. After a few minutes, he pressed it against his flesh, tiny face and body squeezed between that and hand holding it in place. He wrapped his fingers around the fae and his cock and started stroking.
“…Fuck,” Silas groaned under his breath. He couldn’t hold back anymore. He stroked harder and faster, squeezing its body tighter and tighter. One of the best things about keeping one of these is that a little suffocation won’t kill them.
All of a sudden, Silas pulled the fae off and held it in front of his cock. Cum shot out all over its face and body. He pressed its face against the head of his cock with his thumb and smeared the fluid it around even more.
When he decided he was done, Silas smiled softly and let out a long, euphoric sigh, before finally pulling the fae away from his cock. He held it up to his eyes to get a closer look. Its head was spinning from dizziness and it could barely catch its balance. Its little arms tried to wipe off its face, but all that did was smear his cum around even more. He’d never seen anything as pathetic as this.
“Did… Did I do good?”
Silas wasn’t expecting that question, but he should have been. He giggled and scratched the top of its head. “…You were so good, Mal.”
It beamed as if that was all it ever wanted to hear. With a final scratch behind its ear, Silas dropped the fae next to him, discarding it in the blankets as if it was nothing but a used toy he was done playing with. He leaned back against his pillows and stared at the ceiling. New ideas filled his head. He’d be thinking about this for a long, long time.
After a few moments, he felt something brush against his hand. The fae wrapped its arms around his finger and leaned against him, just like it had done before all this. He rolled his eyes and coiled his fingers around its body, mindlessly squeezing and pulling at its limbs.
It stared up at him in pure adoration. A second later, he felt the faintest touch, so faint that he almost didn’t notice. Tiny lips pressed into his skin. A kiss.
He looked down at it and smiled.