Legal disclaimer: this is fiction. NSync are not vampires. I made this all up. Don't read if there are laws saying that you shouldn't. If you're underage, go away. Or at least make sure you don't get caught.
Author's note: well, I'm addicted to alternate universe-stories now. So that is where this one comes from. And I have always liked vampire tales. Hope y'all will like this. Feedback is mightily appreciated at storykath@operamail.com. Oh yeah, and go and read Casey's story, Dreams and Nightmares. It's great! More please, Casey! You know how much I like it!! ;-) Love and looneytunes from Kat.
- Chapter 1 -
The young vampire was staring out of the large window, watching the sun fade. This was his favourite part of the day, to see the sun being forced to give room to the night. Their time...
He felt a presence in the room with him. -I knew I would find you here, my love, a voice said softly. A pair of strong arms embraced him, a hard body pressed itself against his back. -Do you miss it sometime, Joey? -The sun, you mean? Joey answered. -No.
There was a pause between them. His lover rested his chin on Joey's shoulder. -Do you ever miss it, baby? Joey asked in the end. Whenever he approached this subject, he always felt the little twinge of fear. -No, the answer came without hesitation. -My world, my life, my heart is here with you. -I love you, Josh, Joey told him, folding his arms on top of JC's. -I love too, darling, JC answered. -Now come, the sun has gone down. It's time to hunt.
The night was humid and smelled of lillies. Much too sweet a scent for Justin. He wrinkled up his nose. It reminded him of death, a heavy and alarming smell. Staying away from the crowd in front of the nightclub, he waited and was bored. Since he had already fed, the hunger was gone. But another hunger was building up inside him now.
When he looked to his right, he could see them. JC and Joey. Joey and JC. Always together. Always so damn captured by each other's presence that they never saw anybody else. Running his hand through his unruly curls, Justin caught himself thinking about the day he had met them. They had taken him in, given him a place to stay, companionship...they had given him a home. -Oh well, Justin sighed. It wasn't that he wasn't grateful, it was just that he wanted someone all to himself too. Well, most of the time he really just wanted to get laid, but having someone around permanently made that a whole lot easier too.
It seemed as Joey and JC finally were done making out for now, and were coming back to him. Silently Justin watched them. If he thought he could, he would try to seduce one of them, both of them. But the bond between them was too strong, their love too powerful. Still Justin hadn't totally given up on the idea. He wasn't the only one watching them either. A lot of hungry eyes followed them as they came closer to Justin.
They suited each other so well. Joey was slightly taller than JC, and more strongly built. The more slender JC moved with the elegance of a cat. With deep, brown eyes in a handsome face and a soft, sensous voice, Joey never needed to use force with most of his victims. They followed him willingly. His devilish charm and sensuality entrapped whoever he chose. JC didn't have any problems either. Blue-eyed and darkhaired, he was strikingly goodlooking. But he preferred hunting with his lover, to share the kill. It had such an intimacy to it, sharing the thrill with his second half.
With Justin it was different. He knew his boyish good looks and innocent blue eyes and his seemingly fragility made him attractive to both men and women. But he liked the force. It made him feel high, it made it all so much better. Still he wasn't reckless, he always chose the bullies; the ones who fed on the fear of others. He loved to watch them squirm.
-Hey, Justin, JC called, -aren't you going to join us? -I don't know, Justin pouted, -I'm bored. -Poor darling, Joey laughed. After hugging Justin, he continued: -come with us, let's go have some fun. Still pouting Justin looked up at him. -I want a toy, he said. -Someone to keep me company when you two get all over one another again. JC's perfect blue eyes found his. -You actually want this, Justin? he asked. -I do! Justin answered. He looked down on the crowd. It was like a magnetic force dragged his eyes to the man in the middle of all the people. Justin drew a deep breath. -Him, he said, turning back to JC and Joey, -I want him.
Joey watched the young man Justin had chosen. He couldn't deny Justin the right to a mate. But this gave him some bad feelings. Partly because of his guilty conscience, he had been neglecting Justin lately, and partly because he knew Justin far too well. Justin hadn't been much more than a child when they found him. Newly turned, angry, scared and lost. So they took him in and learned him how to live his new life. And Justin caught on quickly. Sometimes too quickly.
A little worried Joey watched Justin approach his choice. The blonde man was undoubtedly beautiful, Justin always had good taste. The young man could be around twenty years old, just a little older than Justin had been when he was turned. He was tall, with a muscular body. His skin was fair and smooth. The large green eyes held an almost hypnotic quality, threathening to find their way right to your soul.
Smiling to himself Justin slowly walked up to his newest toy. -Hey, he said, staring into the pair of light green eyes. -Hi, the other answered, his deep voice giving away his Southern origin. -I'm Justin, Justin said, offering the blonde man his hand. He took it. -I'm Lance, he answered. Leaning his head a little to the side, Justin studied Lance. A small smile formed on the blonde's face. -You're staring at me, you know. -I know, Justin said. -I want you. The shocked expression on Lance's face nearly had him laughing. Lance quickly regained his composure though. -Really... he commented, lifting one elegantly arched eyebrow. -Yes, Justin answered. -I want you. Now. Lance smiled again, and Justin could see the first sparks of desire in the depth of his eyes.
Lance had already decided that he was going to give in to the curly-haired man in front of him. He was simply too cute to miss. And the pout was adorable, Lance was sure Justin usually got his way with that. -I haven't seen you around here before, he commented, prolonging the game. -I'm not around here much either, Justin answered, starting to look a little frustrated. He really wasn't used to someone not giving in at once, Lance thought somewhat amused. Taking another swallow of beer from the bottle in his hand, his eyes still held Justin's.
Stepping closer to Lance, Justin let one hand slide down the side of his chest. -Come with me, he said, his voice low. -Are you always this straight forward? Lance answered, feeling the urgent need at Justin's touch. -When I want something, yes, Justin said. -Come. He took Lance's hand and let him away. Lance let him do it.
Lance was starting to get a little nervous at the sight of the car. -Why don't we stay right here, he tried. -Too many people, Justin answered. He looked at Lance with his best innocent little boy look and watched the other man relax again. -Ok, Lance said, looking at the car again. -I trust you. The innocent look giving way for smoldering lust in Justin's blue eyes, he held the car-door open for Lance. -You really are a gentleman, Lance teased as he got into the black sportscar. -You haven't seen nothing yet, Justin grinned. -Nothing at all...
The drive back to the house was spent in silence. Justin glanced over at Lance, trying to figure out what he was thinking. This close to him, he could smell the faint scent of his blood, mixed with traces of arousel and a little fear. -We're here, Justin said as they stopped in front of the villa. -Nice place, Lance said and looked up at the house. -You live her with your family? -Sort of, Justin shrugged.
Justin led the way up the pathway to the house he shared with JC and Joey. Not bothering to turn on the lights, he quickly led Lance down to his own bedroom. Once inside Lance looked around. Heavy black silk drapings closed all light out, the dark red walls seemed to glow in the faint yellow light from the small lamp at the bed. Everything else in the room was black. Including the satin bedcovers Lance found himself suddenly pushed down on top of.
Justin stood in front of the bed, silently watching him. The intense stare had Lance's pulse racing, he was slightly intimidated by Justin and enormously turned on. The fear and desire was a potent mix. Slowly Justin got into the bed, placing himself on top of Lance. Pressing his lips on the other man's, he felt Lance's mouth open willingly under his. -This is way too easy, he thought, mentally smirking. Grinding his hips into Lance's he clearly heard the happy sigh coming from the blonde. Justin bent down to lick Lance's neck, he was already hard. Lance's skin tasted salt and and sweet, Justin could feel the blood flowing through his veins under the delicate layer of skin. Justin continued to kiss Lance's neck, occasionally licking him. -Yeah, that feels great, Lance said softly, letting his hands roam down Justin's back, cupping his firm behind. Now he could feel a tender bite, and he shifted under Justin's insistent weight to feel more of him.
The bite on his neck grew stronger. -Justin, that hurts, Lance said, moving a little to make Justin stop. Suddenly Justin's caresses shifted from tender to rough. He held Lance down in the bed, brought his mouth back to Lance's skin and bit down. Shocked Lance felt something sharp penetrate his skin, drawing blood. -What the hell are you doing? he got out, fighting to get Justin off him. Justin was holding him still easily, now Lance was desperately trying to get away. -Fight! his fogged mind told him, -you have to get out! Dizzyness settled over him as blood was drained from his body. Justin soon felt Lance's attempt to get away go weaker, and triumphantly he raised his head. The fear was obvious in Lance's green eyes as Justin stared down on him, his own blue eyes glowing in the half-darkness. He smiled over the confused frown on Lance's face. The smell of blood mixed with fear was intoxicating. Lance couldn't hold back a gasp as Justin's smile widened, showing off his blood-stained fangs. -What are you? he whispered, wide-eyed from fear and disbelief. -I, my sweet boy, Justin laughed lowly, -am a vampire. Don't worry...come tomorrow morning, and you will be one too...