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CHAPTER THREE – THE CATACOMBS OF FEAR
"Shhh, there we go, Nkem, relax. Sleep," Xon-Tah whispered as he stroked the youth's body, sculpted and carved with powerful iron-hard muscle, now his to command. He slipped his hand around the young man's cock, felt the heavy eight-inch length respond and stiffen to his touch. He played with Nkem's foreskin, stroking it back from the glans until the youth sighed and pulsed a clear salt lube into his hand.
He raised his fingers to his lips and licked the barbarian's precum from his fingers, shivering as he felt a heady rush of life and youth and power flow through him.
"Perfect," he sighed. He stroked the length until it was rock-hard, then he knelt and licked the precum from the youth's cock. He pulled back the foreskin and let his llps glide over the large velvety crown, lapping the youth's cumslit as pearls of precum dripped from it. He groaned as he swallowed, his body shivering uncontrollably from the power he felt, the strength, as he licked the life-heavy fluid from the veined member.
He gripped the hard shaft, felt the pulse of blood filling it, felt his fangs slide out. He forced himself not to plunge his fangs into the large cock, but instead to stroke it with both hands. Nkem's pulse sounded in his ears like bells.
Nkem groaned and suddenly ejaculated. Xon-Tah felt the pulsing cock in his hand as he slid his mouth over the large glans, suckling the youth's sperm as it rushed into his mouth in thick, hard pulses.
Xon-Tah whimpered like a child as he felt his body warm and quicken. He licked every drop from the youth's penis and then he slid his mouth down to the root of that sweet shaft and buried his razor-sharp fangs into the youth's groin!
Nkem groaned from the sudden pain, which vanished just as suddenly. Xon-Tah also groaned as well as he drank deeply from the youth's groin, his mouth working over the soft flesh, feeling the barbarian's strength and power flow into him, filling him like an amphora of light.
At last, he felt Nkem's heart quicken, and he pulled back, let the pin-point wounds seal, and he licked the last droplets of life-stuff from the smooth skin. He let his mouth trail up the youth's softening shaft until he could slide his thin tongue between foreskin and glans, savoring the barbarian's heady musk as he did so. A last pearly drop of lube spilled onto his tongue and slid down his throat before he drew back.
Nkem swayed on his feet, insensate, completely in his power. He could drain the youth now, drink him dry, but... he had not completely lied to Nkem. He could not make his way from this temple. Even if all the lizardmen were dead, he'd still be trapped here as surely as a human at the bottom of a twenty-foot pit.
The youth was his, though, his mind and body open to his control. The lizardmen had weakend Nkem greatly before he was tied to the stone. Seeing him so helpless, then he had twice succumbed to his hunger, and supped deeply from Nkem as the young jackal recovered from his ordeal at the hands of the lizardmen. Nkem was no peasant to dominate with a glance, though; he was rugged and independent. He constantly strained the bars of his mental cage.
Even now, Nkem was fighting against him. The young man was bold and defiant, difficult to keep under his thumb, but this... he wiped his mouth. Tasting Nkem's cum and blood had fortified him, sharpened his control over the youth's mind. It was a delicate thing as yet; Nkem kept trying to squirm free like a wolf gnawing at its leash, but he would prevail as he always did.
And now to seal their bond.
He touched the handsome jackal on his shoulder. Nkem knelt. Xon-Tah took his own now-erect cock in hand, and guided onto the youth's lips, He stroked Nkem's soft mouth with it, the dazed youth parting his lips and licking the large glans. It had been so long for him. He bit his lip as he ejaculated onto Nkem's face before sliding his cock between the youth's lips. He groaned as he came, hand on the back of Nkem's head, fingers tangled in the youth's long ropes of coarse hair.
"Ia! Sa'ath, Nkem, sa'ann," the sorcerer sang as he stroked Nkem's temple, weaving his spell of domination on the helpless youth, setting his hooks deep into the impetuous, defiant youth.
He felt Nkem take his cum, the hypnotic liquid much more powerful than his gaze. He pushed Nkem away and made him stand, again; he reached to wipe the white streaks from Nkem's chin and cheek, watching as the youth swallowed again and again.
He stepped back and Nkem opened his eyes, his golden gaze undimmed but fixed and compliant.
"You will protect me, Nkem of the Kir, in all things and in all ways," he whispered and saw the barbarian nod. "You will carry me from this place."
He released his mental leash, saw Nkem shake his head, then narrow his eyes in suspicion. The naked youth stalked away from him, over to the rough rock he'd been tied to.
"There is a way out, or so I assume; I have not been able to use it, though. I am not strong enough to bend iron. Perhaps you are," Xon-Tah said easily, and Nkem turned towards him, eyes narrowed.
"You could have mentioned this before," Nkem said simply and went to where the vampire pointed. He moved tumbled stones until he uncovered a grate in the floor, barred with iron. He knelt and tested the bars, then braced himself.
For several seconds Xon-Tah could not tell anything was happening save that the youth's back and shoulder muscles now stood out in carved relief as his considerable strength was brought into play. There was a snap, and Nkem rocked back with a length of iron bar in his hand. He used that to knock the crumbled stone away and then repeated the procedure with the others; it grew easier until the entire grate collapsed and fell away into darkness.
Xon-Tah summoned a witchlight and sent it down ahead.
The hole opened onto a stone passage, and Nkem dropped through to land panther-like, his senses primed for danger. Then Xol-Toh drifted down beside him bare toes touching the stone as if he were light as a bird in flight
Sparing a glance at the vampire, Nkem set out down the tunnel.
"We could be heading deeper into their complex," Xon-Tah said.
"We're not," Nkem said simply.
The soft amber light ball Xon-Tah had summoned bobbed just behind Nkem's wounded shoulder, throwing a gentle illumination ahead and around them until the passage turned twice.
Xol-Tah stopped and Nkem turned to him.
"The tunnel lightens ahead," the vampire said. "It must be the exit; there is daylight beyond."
Nkem nodded and crept forward, turned the corner, and looked back. "You are right. Stay back and let me check it out."
Nkem saw the tunnel end several feet ahead, barred by another grate. He went to it and looked out on a forty-foot drop-off into a deep gully of rough broken stone. He could make the climb down but was uncertain about the vampire. And in any case, he had nothing to shield the thing from the sun.
He felt the heat on his skin even from here, the merciless twin suns that seared the desert lands around them like fire on an anvil. from this angle, though, it felt good and the warmth on his dark skin was welcome after the dark stone passages.
He returned to Xon-Tah, who stood well back from the place the corridor turned, lit only by his flickering witchlight.
"I can get through that and even get to the desert floor but there's no way to shield you, even if we go at night. I don't even have a shovel to bury you in the sand," Nkem said as they walked back the way they had come.
Before, he had followed his nose towards fresh air, but now Nkem looked down the numerous side passages the ran off the main tunnel. Many were collapsed while others ended in a series of empty rooms littered with dust and garbage, and little else.
As they explored down one of the side passages, a section of wall hinged open and a massive spider sprang out to land on Xon-Tah's back. The huge creature reared and plunged its fangs deep into the vampire's shoulder.
"AGH!" screamed Xon-Tah, and Nkem grabbed the monster by its two front legs and tore them free. The thing released the mage, and tried to bite Nkem, who simply punched it right in its glittering constellation of eyes. Crippled, the creature tried to retreat back to its hole but Nkem punched it twice more, his powerful fists caving in the giant spider's head.
He made sure the creature would move no more and then knelt by Xon-Tah. The vampire hissed as he pulled aside the toga to inspect the wound, but there were just two bloodless holes in the man's shoulder blade that leaked amber poison.
"It... cannot harm me," Xon-Tah said past gritted teeth. "That does not mean it does not hurt, dammit."
Nkem pulled the slender man to his feet and Xon-Tah pulled away from him. "What the hell was that thing?" The mage said.
Nkem looked at the hinged part of the wall. The flap was covered in dust much the same as the rest of the complex, but behind it was a deep crumbled section where the wall had fallen away entirely in ages past.
"Hunting spider," Nkem said. "I've seen them in the desert, but never so large. They make a door from their web and hide under it until something walks past."
Xon-Tah spat. "Clever beast," he said as he adjusted his tunic. He fingered the deep wounds on his shoulder and then looked to Nkem.
"To heal, I need to feed from you," he said simply, his thin lips slightly parted in anticipation. "If I am to have the strength."
Nkem tensed, frowned, then nodded. He watched Xon-Tah approach, and then the trim man molded himself to Nkem's rugged frame, silk-skinned hands sliding over his pecs and shoulders, arms, his back. Nkem shivered and felt his cock harden, pressing against the cool smooth skin of the vampire's abs. He swallowed as he felt himself pulse pre-cum onto the man's soft skin, then he felt those lips.
They fluttered over his own like a cool silk breeze, then the tongue on his scruffy jawline... then another flutter, lower, lower, the stroking tongue over his artery.
Nkem turned his head and put his back to the tunnel wall.
He felt a soft sharp touch, as the fangs sank in. Nkem gripped the man's shoulders and felt himself cum against the vampire's stomach, his hips moving to stroke his large cock against the suddenly heated skin. He groaned at the sensation, the feeling of his life leaving him, then intensity of his orgasm, the need, the raw desire to give himself to this man.
The vampire groaned in eustacy as it suckled like a tick on the youth's neck, the lips and tongue not letting a single stay drop slip past, throat working desperately to drink as much and as fast as it could. The hot red rush of life poured down his throat, and he felt renewed. The wounds on his shoulder filled in and closed, and still he drank.
Nkem crushed the man against him, hand on the back of the vampire's head, pressing his mouth to the wound, the other flexing his fingers over that slender, ivory ass as he moved the man against him. He gasped as he ejaculated again, his cock pumping rope after rope of cum onto the vampire's soft skin.
"Uh!" Nkem gasped at his second orgasm. Weariness washed over him, and still the vampire fed.