Deadly Temptation

Title: Deadly Temptation Part XLVII
Author: Darkestangel
Summary: Let the showdown begin


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Naples, Florida-one day later

Christian caressed Dean’s naked shoulder with his long elegant fingers grateful that Dean had come into his lonely life. He knew that he had not been the most loving Sire thus far, but he swore to himself that he would try to be more understanding towards Dean’s reluctance to kill humans. He could remember his first night as an immortal; both he and Constantine had been terrified when confronted with the tempting flesh of a human for the first time. They had looked at each other unsure of what they were to do, and they both resisted Dmitry’s teachings and guidance in the beginning; however, they had both lost their will to fight once they smelled the rich coppery smell of blood for the first time. Killing the young woman had felt completely natural to Christian, and he found that he enjoyed the taste of the blood that satisfied his every need.

Christian looked down onto Dean’s sleeping face and frowned, “Am I to lose you too Dean? Will you ever lose that will to fight me?” When his fledging didn’t respond he bent down and gently kissed Dean’s full pliant lips, “I have risked everything for you Precious. Please don’t make me destroy you.”

Dean’s eyes slowly fluttered open when he sensed his Master’s close proximity, “Must you crowd me so?”

Christian was hurt by Dean’s coldness, but he refused to let his anger get the best of him. He had made a promise to Dean to control his rage, and he had every intention of keeping his promise for as long as possible. Granted, not getting perturbed at Dean would be an unbelievably challenging task, but he would try to refrain from getting angry for Dean’s sake. “I was only admiring your beauty.”

“I’m not beautiful…I’m an ugly monster,” Dean softly replied turning on his side to face away from Christian.

“What does that make me then?” Christian asked filled with sadness. His perfect love was so close yet so far away…He could feel Dean slipping through his fingers, and he wasn’t sure how to regain the love from the other vampire. “Did you ever love me Dean?”

Dean was so tired of all the emotional manipulation, and everything in him screamed for him to lash out at Christian, but he couldn’t lie to the other vampire, “You know I did.”

“And now,” Christian prompted wrapping his arm around Dean’s waist and pulling the smaller man into his chest, “Do you still love me?”

“No,” Dean whispered no longer afraid of the other vampire and what he would do to him if he continued to refuse him. “I feel only hate for you.”

“You’re just saying that because you want me to destroy you; to release you from this turmoil and chaos called life,” Christian replied pulling the other vampire even closer towards his chest. “You want me to make things easy for you, don’t you? Kill you so you don’t have to kill another.”

“I just know that I am so tired of talking about this,” Dean replied closing his eyes in disgust when he felt Christian licking at his neck. “I spent my entire life trying to not be emotional, trying to be the tough guy who blocked out the pain of his childhood and the darkness of his job, but you’ve made me this fucking weakling who walks around crying all the time; and I hate what you’ve done to me.”

“You’re not weak Dean,” Christian replied kissing Dean’s cheek. “You’re the strongest most stubborn being I have ever met. Your passion and your strength amaze me.” He sucked tenderly on Dean’s earlobe and ran his hands up and down Dean’s bare torso, “You are truly a magnificent creature.”

Dean didn’t resist when he felt himself being turned over on his back by the other vampire. He automatically spread his legs giving Christian easy access to his body. He could feel the wetness from Christian’s lips and tongue caressing his face, his jaw, and his neck, and he opened his mouth so that Christian’s tongue could worm itself inside his slickness. Dean kept his eyes opened looking at the face of the other vampire as his mouth was pummeled. He felt nothing but resentment and sadness for his Sire as the other vampire tried to coax his body into responding to his touches, and as much as Dean wanted to not feel any physical pleasure from Christian’s ministrations, he predictably felt his body responding to the sensual tenderness; so he stared at the wall attempting to withdrawal himself emotionally from the passionate love making.

Christian lined himself up at Dean’s tight entry and began pushing inside the other vampire’s body while he continued to lick and suck at Dean’s neck, nipples, and lips, “I love you so much Dean.”

Dean continued staring at the wall feeling nothing as his Sire impaled him on his thick girth. He could feel his channel clenching and unclenching with each stroke inside his treacherous body, and he felt the hardness inside him rubbing up against his prostate. Dean cussed himself silently when he couldn’t hold back the whimper that slipped out of his mouth.

Christian looked down smiling at his fledging, “You can try to deny the emotions Dean, but you can’t ignore the physical pleasures that only I can fulfill.” Christian pulled his long prick out of Dean’s body leaving only the mushroom head inside, “You can’t deny that you want me to slide this back inside you…to complete you.”

Dean refused to look the other vampire in the eyes, “If you say so.”

Christian slowly pushed back inside Dean’s body drawing a moan of pleasure from the other vampire when he began stroking the small bundle of nerves inside Dean’s tightness with the head of his cock. “You can’t deny you like this Dean because you’re trembling in need.”

Dean closed his eyes trying to will the pleasure away, but he couldn’t stop his legs from spreading even farther apart subconsciously welcoming Christian further inside his body.

Christian knew that it was only a matter of time before he got Dean to look at him, so he continued his assault on Dean’s prostate pumping slowly in and out of the gorgeous body below him. “Let me hear you Love…moan for me, whimper in pleasure.” Christian bent down and licked and sucked on Dean’s sensitive nipples until he heard Dean gasp in ecstasy, “That’s it Dean…let me hear you come undone.”

Dean opened his eyes and saw Christian’s eyes worshipping him, “Please Christian…umm, please.”

“Please what?” Christian moaned as he began picking up speed thrusting harder into the smaller body below him. “What do you want Love?”

Despite his gallant effort to resist, Dean found his body coming alive, burning in passion, “Touch me…love me.”

Christian smiled tenderly at his Childe, “Every night for the rest of our existence…I promise.”

Dean wrapped his arms around Christian’s shoulder, ran his fingers through the other vampire’s long black locks of hair, and pulled his Sire down towards his mouth. “Kiss me.”

Christian could feel Dean’s legs wrapping around his torso encouraging him to speed up and he happily consumed Dean’s mouth with his greedy lips and tongue.

Dean moaned loudly when he felt Christian’s cool hand wrapping around his leaking prick. “Oh that’s perfect…so fucking good.”

Christian knew that Dean was only moments away from losing control of his body, so he attacked the other vampire’s mouth eagerly swallowing up the passionate whimpers and moans as they escaped Dean’s mouth. Dean’s hands slipped down to Christian’s shoulders, and he could feel Dean’s nails digging into his flesh; and he closed his own eyes as he felt his orgasm racing up his shaft. “Love you…love you so much,” Christian gasped as he emptied his seed inside Dean’s body.

Dean watched Christian’s face contorted in orgasmic bliss as his Sire coated his inner walls with his creamy release, and he couldn’t help but to feel love for the creature above him, “I love you too.”

Christian beamed brightly at Dean’s admittance and pulled slowly out of the other vampire’s body sliding down to give more pleasure to his Childe, “You have no idea how good that feels to hear you say that.”

Dean smiled down tenderly at his Sire, “Can it be like this always?”

Christian positioned himself between Dean’s thighs and lifted them slightly exposing Dean’s swollen pink hole, “Always Dean.” He looked at the whiteness that had already began oozing out of Dean’s body and began eagerly licking at it, shoving his tongue inside trying to capture all his seed while cleaning Dean’s puckered hole.

“Oh fuck me!” Dean moaned loudly as his Sire licked him clean.

Christian reached his hand up and ran his finger across Dean’s cock head knowing that it would push Dean over the edge. He felt Dean’s back arching off the bed and dug his tongue in even deeper capturing more spent seed on his tongue. He felt Dean’s body shaking and the other vampire’s moans and whimpers increased exponentially as he reached his pinnacle and jettisoned his sticky milky cum onto his flat golden stomach.

Christian quickly began devouring the seed from Dean’s stomach feeling happier than he had felt in years; the happiest he had been since Stefan. “You’re perfect Dean…immaculate, so special.”

“You’re not so bad either,” Dean smirked as the other vampire licked him clean yet again.

Christian made his way back up Dean’s body unable to stop himself from smiling, “You’re truly my beloved.” Christian kissed Dean tenderly feeling hopeful that the other vampire had forgiven him for his harshness and cruelty. Christian knew that he would have to be more patient with his Childe, and as his tongue slipped inside Dean’s mouth, he convinced himself that Dean would truly be his for all eternity.


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The car stopped in front of the deserted driveway with its headlights off; both of the occupants thinking that it was wise to not pull into the driveway alerting the two vampires of their presence. They slipped out of the car, closed the doors softly, and began walking down the drive towards the small beach home.

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Final preparations had been made as the car drove down the road headed for the house at the end of the street. Both occupants knew that tonight would finally be the end of the war, the war that had nearly destroyed their family, and which could still do so.

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They approached slowly and swiftly down the driveway stealing glances at each other both knowing that tonight could very well mean the end of a family member’s life. It was clear what had to be done, reluctance had been pushed aside, and the plan had been implemented.

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As the car raced down the poorly lit road, apprehension and nervousness permeated off of both of the occupants as they headed towards the final showdown with Christian and his Childe. Both knew that tonight could mean the end of everything they cared for…their family and their love for each other.

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Christian spooned up against Dean’s body holding the smaller vampire’s back towards his chest, and he smelt the shampoo in Dean’s hair; the same shampoo the younger vampire had insisted on buying just days earlier. “You smell good.”

“And that’s why I wanted to buy the shampoo,” Dean grinned. “Just because we’re the undead doesn’t mean we can’t smell good.”

Christian buried his nose in Dean’s hair and sniffed at it several times, “You might be onto something here. Maybe I’ll try some.”

“The hell you will,” Dean joked. “Get your own stuff.”

Christian felt his love for the other vampire swelling in his chest, “I didn’t realize that you were so selfish Dean.”

“I am when it comes to my hair products,” Dean laughed. He took Christian’s pale hand in his own and ran his fingers in between Christian’s fingers, “But you can use my toothpaste if you want to.” Dean was expecting a scathing remark back from his Sire, but got only silence. “Christian?” Dean could feel his Master tense up behind him, “What’s wrong?”

Christian squeezed Dean’s hand firmly, “He’s here.”

Dean’s eyes arched up in alarm, “Who’s here?”

“And he’s not alone,” Christian hinted.

Dean turned swiftly in his Sire’s arms and turned to face Christian, “Dmitry?”

Christian closed his eyes concentrating on the tremors of thoughts and emotions coming off the invaders. He could also smell faint whiffs of familiar odors as they got closer to the house. “We need to get dressed Dean and be prepared to protect ourselves.”

“Protect ourselves from whom?” Dean asked getting out of the bed. “Is it Dmitry, my family, what?”

“How would your family know where we are?” Christian curiously asked as he got dressed.

Dean realized his mistake but he could lie with the best of them, “They are hunters and can track anything. We both knew that they might find us.”

Christian began buttoning his white dress shirt, “I thought it was because of the phone call you made yesterday to Sam.”

Dean slowly looked at Christian realizing that the other vampire had known about his conversation with his family the day before, “I was just shooting the breeze with him, and I guess our location just slipped out, sorry.”

Christian recognized Dean’s deflecting sarcasm but chose to ignore the comment, “It’s okay that you told them Dean. We both knew it was only a matter of time before they found us anyway.”

Dean pulled on his navy blue t-shirt surprised by Christian’s reaction. “You forgive me?”

Christian opened his arms beckoning Dean to come to him. He hugged his Childe kissing the top of his head tenderly, “I forgive you Love. Besides, it’s not your family I’m worried about.”

Dean’s could finally smell the odor of the invaders and closed his eyes in dread, “It’s your family you’re worried about.”

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Dmitry could feel the now familiar rage as he approached the secluded home, watching Sicily out of the corner of his eye. He knew that the bitch would try to stop him from killing Christian. She claimed that she wanted only to help him, but he knew that Sicily would not let her favorite brother be destroyed without a fight. She was a hindrance to him now, a complication, a threat…

Sicily looked at the house wearily dreading the confrontation. She would be more than happy to kill Dean with her bare hands; torturing him seemed ideal, but killing Christian was a different story. Her Sire wasn’t in his right mind, and she knew that in a few months he would regret killing his Childe. She was convinced that Alexei’s powerful blood would be able to cure Dmitry of his sickness, but she had to do everything in her power to protect Christian from Dmitry’s wrath.

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“There it is,” Sam remarked as John slowed the Impala down. They stopped about two-hundred yards from the driveway noting the Mercedes that was parked in front of the drive. “Looks like we have company, you think its Dmitry and Sicily?”

“Most likely,” John sneered as he headed towards the trunk of the Impala. “I sure as hell wish we had some backup here.”

“Everybody we called couldn’t get here by tonight,” Sam explained. “We could wait until tomorrow night. Jesse and the others could be here then.”

John grabbed a machete and tossed Sam a crossbow, “That Mercedes says we can’t wait that long or it will be too late for Dean.”

Sam grabbed the silver-tipped arrows and loaded the crossbow, “We let them kill each other. Our only concern is Dean, got it?”

John loaded a shotgun with silver coated cartridges, “Agreed, and we both know what needs to be done if he’s turned completely.”

Sam eyed his father wearily but reluctantly nodded in understanding. He wasn’t sure where he would get the strength or will to do it, but he would destroy Dean if he tried to kill his father or himself.

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Dmitry and Sicily stepped onto the front porch not concerned by the squeaking of the rotting wooden stairs; they both knew that Christian’s keen senses had already detected them. Sicily cautiously reached for the knob on the door and turned it not surprised to find it locked. She was however surprised when she felt a piercing bone-crunching pain in the back of her neck knocking her down onto her knees on the porch. She tried to reach her hand back trying to ignore the blinding pain that raced along her spinal cord and through her brain, but she found that she couldn’t move a muscle.

Dmitry held the weaker vampire down onto the porch, twisting the silver spike further into Sicily’s neck. The spike had impaled itself between two vertebras in Sicily’s neck, effectively cutting her spinal cord from her brain. He felt no remorse as the silver infected Sicily’s spinal fluid and spinal membrane, “So sorry this ended this way my dear. It was a fun two-hundred years, but all good things must come to an end, isn’t that right?”

Sicily could only whimper a response as her Sire held her down onto the porch. She was paralyzed and dying, and there was no one to help her. All the memories of her life with Dmitry and Christian flashed before her eyes, visions of her human mother in Romania, the love she felt for her family; it all was dissipating as her vision began to blacken.

Dmitry stood up leaving the spike in Sicily’s neck, “I couldn’t let you get in the way of my plans for Christian…hope you understand.” He nudged her lifeless corpse with his boot, “Actually, I don’t really give a damn if you understand or not, but I will miss your beautiful red hair. It’s why I picked you in the first place; that and your gypsy skills, but you even fucked that up this time, didn’t you?”

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Christian released Dean from his hug rubbing his hand over his face in concern, “Something’s not right.” He listened to the stillness that surrounded him, the smell of the ocean, and the call of his Master, “She’s dead.”

“Sicily?” Dean asked confused as to why Dmitry would kill his own Childe.

Christian knew if was his fault she was dead, but his only concern at the moment was Dean’s safety, “He’s not himself…I feel so much anger and rage coming from him, can you feel it?”

Dean closed his eyes focusing on his vampire senses trying to feel the emotions coming from his Grandsire, “I can’t sense anything.”

“You will be able to once you make your first kill,” Christian explained. “Dean…you must stay out of the way. You are no match for him, do you understand?”

“What if he tries to kill you?” Dean asked concerned for his Sire. “I can’t stand back and let him destroy you.”

“Dean,” Christian began grabbing Dean gently by the arms and looking down into the gorgeous green eyes of his Childe, “You’re not strong enough to face him. There are no weapons here that you can use on him, and he can break you in half if he chooses to.”

Dean didn’t agree with Christian but nodded in understanding, “You think he wants me for himself?”

Christian leaned down and kissed Dean gently on the lips, “Not anymore my little hunter.” Christian frowned listening as the front door lock was broken signaling his Sire’s presence in the house. “He wants us both dead.”

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Don’t hate me for leaving it like this…I’m just such a cliffhanger whore, sorry.
Part LXVIII coming soon
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