Note: I have to thank for the picture and the ideas for S. M. A.! Love you babe! <3 And of course the ‘Hurricane’ video from 30STM inspired me too.

Characters: Ian Somerhalder and Jared Leto

Rating and warning: R, Slash, BDSM, supernatural elements

Recommended songs: 30 Seconds To Mars: ‘Escape’ and ‘Hurricane’

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Escape into the hurricane

No matter how many deaths that I die I will never forget
No matter how many lives that I live I will never regret
There is a fire inside of this heart in a riot about to explode into flames
Where is your god?

“Nice to finally meet you in person, Jared” Ian said shaking the 30 Seconds To Mars lead singer’s hand. “Thank you for coming to this photo shoot” he smiled and sized up the shorter man, seeing some wicked light flickering in those big blue eyes.

“The pleasure is all mine. Oh yeah, the vampire boy my fans are drooling at” he laughed and let Ian’s hand go and looked at him a little more serious “As you know I take protecting our Earth seriously, too.”

“I’m sure some of my fans drool on you as well” he chuckled “Yes, so I’ve heard” he nodded then turned to the blushing photo assistant who asked them to change and get their make ups done.

During the photo shoot they joked around like idiots, Jared turned out to be a goof and Ian had to admit to himself that he had such a good photo shoot a very long time ago. The minutes flew by and he laughed a lot ruining a few pictures when he was supposed to stay calm, but he couldn’t help it, Jared’s jokes made him burst out laughing hard. He could feel the complexity of the singer and knew that this funny side was just one of the many, but he felt that they were on the same wavelength somehow although they were quite different in nature.

“Listen, you know that the money we earn with these photos will go for charity and I’ll throw a party to get more donations for preserving the seas. Would you like to come too?”

“So you want more of my money?” Jared chuckled and winked at Ian, strangely making him blush a little.

“No…. well, yes, actually” he laughed a little confused from his own reaction.

“Oh well, for a handsome lad like you…” Jared teased him some more, grinning wide “Sure, I’ll be there. Here’s my personal cell number, use it wisely, I give it only to a handful of people…” he winked at the actor once more and grabbed Ian’s hand, writing the number on the back of it. “Just give me a call with the details and then… see you soon…” he sent him a look that Ian would describe as dirty and suddenly he felt like a giggling school girl, his skin tingling where the singer touched it. Watching Jared leave he looked at the door for a while then checked the number on his hand.

“He’s something else…” he murmured to himself and shaking his head he went to check the pictures, smiling on some funny ones and he asked the photographer to keep those too. He was waiting for their next encounter with Jared more than he wanted to admit.

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“Nice charity event, Ian. So will your money keep the seas cleaner?” the question came from Ian’s left and as he turned toward the source he recognized Jared. The beard still made the boyish guy look older, but Ian had to admit that he looked good in his white shirt and dark suit. No extreme outfit tonight. Looking into those characteristic big blue eyes that seemed to shine all the time Ian found himself smiling. There was something in this guy that he couldn’t overlook or for that matter put a finger on. He offered his hand which the singer shook and flashed a white smile back at him.

“Hopefully, otherwise we just fed and entertained some rich people for nothing” he said feeling a light electricity-like feeling run up on his arm when he touched the little cold hand that previously held the chilled champagne.

“Don’t worry, this ‘rich’ man already helped on your cause” he continued a little bit more serious, although his smile stayed on as he looked back into Ian’s blue eyes which were lighter in color than his. To the success of this event!” he raised his elegant glass “Although I have to tell that the music just sucks.”

While talking Ian found himself once again focusing on Jared’s words more than he usually did with others. Maybe the reason was that Jared was the only person left around with whom he could chat and joke freely without some ass-licking. He clinked glasses with the singer and gave him his usual lopsided grin. He noticed that Jared’s blue eyes seemed to light up even more from this. “Cheers and thanks for your donation” he said lifting the glass to his lips and took a long sip. “Why? It’s nice and neutral background music. What’re you saying? That you and your band could have saved that part of the evening?” he chuckled.

“You’re welcome and but of course! We’d have rocked this place for sure!” he joined in the laughing then rolled his eyes when he noticed one of his acquaintances wave for him. “Sorry, I have to go do my rounds. It was nice chatting with you again.”

“Sure, same here, but you can always come back and keep me dying from boredom” he said without thinking and saw Jared raise a brow.

“Alright… see you later then” he nodded and walked away.

Ian watched him and thought that there was something cat-like in the way he moved. He shook his head and turned away to thank for a woman for coming to his event.

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By the time Jared stopped next to him for the second time Ian was already a little tipsy and so very ready to go anywhere else.

“Where’s your lovely girlfriend by the way? I haven’t seen her tonight with you” Jared continued their conversation from where they’ve left it a few hours earlier.

“She had to visit her family this weekend” he shrugged seeing Jared nod and smile a little. So he’s been watching him? And why did Ian want to know if he did or not? He frowned lightly and shook his head feeling the intense gaze on him again.

“You want to get out of here and turn this into a ‘boys night out’ thingy?” he grinned and winked at him boyishly, but Ian saw something unnamable lurk underneath that smile.

“Yes please, I had enough from this for tonight” he sighed and finishing his drink he followed the singer, leaving everything else to his assistant.

Soon they were sitting in a bar, out of sight in a corner not to attract attention in case someone recognized them. Cradling his third whiskey Ian listened to Jared talking about a funny backstage story from his acting days.

“So you like being a vampire?” Jared asked clearly amused and to Ian it looked as if he was enjoying an inside joke too.

“Sure, I like it. I like working with my girlfriend and friends and the role was a challenge at first. During the seasons Damon’s character grew to me. And it’s fun to have all those supernatural powers with him. I like it that Damon is not the ‘vegetarian’ vampire and that he’s rather the suffering on the inside kind of guy” he shrugged and sipped from his drink.

“You are the suffering on the inside type of guy, too?”

“Yes, I guess. Why?”

“Just curiosity” he smiled and looked up from Ian’s hand into his slightly cloudy eyes. He knew that the alcohol was starting to work in the actor’s system. Jared waved for another round without letting Ian’s eyes go, but somehow his companion was sure that his move was noticed by the waiter who indeed put down the next round on the table within a minute. “You believe in them?”

“In vampires?”

“Yes” he nodded slowly, a small smile playing in the corner of his lips as he watched the lightly flushed man opposite him from behind his own whiskey, stroking his beard with his other hand.

“Not really. This is just fiction. I’m more rational than believing in fairy tales.”

“And yet you are in a vampire show…” Jared chuckled looking even more amused.

“As I’ve said: a challenge and good money. It’s not like I believe in it. It’s an acting job.”

“Let’s just say vamps do exist. Would you like to become one?”

“No, not really. I like how my human life is right now, thank you very much” he chuckled “I didn’t know you were so obsessed with vampires!”

“Oh I have my strange… things…” he winked at Ian again touching his hand on the table with his fingertips.

From Jared’s look and the touch the actor suddenly felt himself blushing lightly and had to clear his throat. But didn’t pull his hand back. “Oh really?”

“Yeah…Don’t you want me to show you a few of them?” he asked, his blue eyes literally glowing now in the dark corner and Ian once again found himself nodding and saying yes, not being able to look away.

“Your place or my hotel room?” he whispered on a seducing voice that pulled Ian even more under his spell.

“I have a flat nearby. I was planning on spending the night there before going back home where I live with Nina” he said on a shaky voice and a nice shiver ran down his spine hearing an approving little growl from Jared. His instincts were screaming at him to say goodbye now and don’t do this, but he had no power inside to put those words together, the swirling blue eyes engulfed him and he felt lost in this exciting man’s sexual magnetism.

He followed Jared like a puppy that was allured by a juicy bone and tried to guess why he cannot say no to this man. He used to have some adventures with his male friends back when they were all young and sometimes they got kinky enough with his girlfriend, but it’s been a long time since he was attracted to a man. He was perfectly happy in his relationship with Nina and knew that he’ll hate himself for the rest of his life if he did something like that tonight with this charismatic man, but who could say no to Jared Leto when he was clearly on the hunt? Ian found himself checking out the singer’s nice ass when he hailed down a cab and leaned forward to talk to the driver before getting in. He shook his head and sat next to Jared in the back of the cab. Soon enough he felt the singer’s hand on his knee, sliding slowly up on his thigh and Ian had to gasp for air as long forgotten emotions began to stir deep inside of him. To hide his confusion he rather turned to Jared and started a conversation.

“Don’t you miss acting?” he asked and felt Jared’s hand stop for a second on his thigh, a small smile appearing on his handsome face.

“We act all the time, Ian. Every day, in every second when we are among people. We stop it only when we are alone at home, don’t you think?” he asked low, those big blue eyes hypnotizing him and the cool hand sliding upper on his thigh sent a nice shiver down his spine. Yes, they were definitely about to do something like that…

“Are we?” he rather asked back, not being able to look away from the hypnotizing glowing eyes.

“Just look around you Ian. Everything’s about pretending. Pretending that you are okay even if you have no money. Pretending that you are happy and powerful when you have. Everyone’s acting a role. Some are lucky to choose what kind of role, others have to cope with what they get. It’s much deeper than you might think. For example you pretended that you don’t want to fuck with me, but your body and eyes betray you…” he whispered alluringly as his fingers slid on Ian’s bulge, tracing the semi-hard cock underneath. “Feel it?”

“Yes…” Ian was blown away by the little talk he heard and had to suppress a moan feeling those kinky fingers on him. He couldn’t move and had to swallow before being able to say anything else. “Very philosophical…”

“I’m more than just a crazy punk, Ian…” he said and pulled his hand away as he sat back on the backseat, looking out of the window in silence.

Feeling the change of mood in the air Ian opened then closed his mouth, not knowing what to say or do, which was a first for him. He usually saw through people after the first few sentences, but not with Jared. He heard that he’s eccentric and now he started to see why. Watching him in the half-light of the cab Ian fought with the need to touch him or say something that would bring back the light atmosphere and break the long silence, but he found himself too mesmerized by the sight of the shadows playing on the other man’s face so he said nothing until the cab stopped. Shaking his head like awakening from a dream he opened his door and exited the car too.

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“Are you afraid of me?” Jared asked.

“No” Ian said after a moment of hesitation.

“Come here then” he patted the couch next to him while lifting his glass to his mouth, tasting the nice red wine, smacking his lips approvingly as he was watching the actor with that kind of look that sent a shiver down anyone’s spine he used it on.

That gaze. Again. There’s nothing that could be done against it. No chance to protest. No need or use for that… Ian was no exception either. Before he could realize his legs were taking him closer to Jared.

“Now…” Jared started finishing his wine and putting the empty glass down on the table as he faced Ian. “… you want me, don’t you Ian? Otherwise you wouldn’t invite me to this nice penthouse…”

“It’s not…” he started to protest, but Jared cut in.

“No need to deny it. You bring your occasional fucks here… Girls and boys… I can tell…” he said and raised a brow, watching Ian’s reactions closely.

Ian felt the anger start to boil in him from Jared’s rudeness and something else… It’s been a while since he touched him and to Ian’s greatest surprise he started to search for the opportunity to get more from Jared’s touches. Why wasn’t he touching him? But why did he want him to do that in the first place? He felt confused like fuck, not understanding even his own desires. What was he playing at? Was this Jared’s game? A trap he walked in willingly? Ian pressed his lips together and frowned.

“You know what, cut the crap and listen to me!” Jared said suddenly and in the next moment Ian could look into the hypnotizing eyes from close, their faces inches apart as he felt the cool hand slide on his nape, causing goose bumps all over his body. “You’ll tell me the truth, Ian, to everything I ask, understood?”

Smelling that unique scent of his that hit his nose in a dizzying wave he felt himself getting lost in the other man’s compelling eyes. It was a strange sensation looking into the glowing irises and hearing the echo-like voice right in his mind. It was as if he put some kind of a spell on him. A spell that would allow him to hear only Jared and obey to anything he might ask. He wanted to do so, but at the same time he tried to say no. The few seconds these things crossed his heavy and dizzy mind seemed like a lifetime. Did Jared put something in one of his drinks? That has to be it! He drugged him to make him obedient. Ian wanted to feel anger, but he couldn’t. Only the urge to give an answer to the question rose in him and despite his mind knew what he wanted to say, his lips said a wobbly “yes” instead. It is interesting how our bodies can let us down in the strangest or most important situations. This was the case with Ian too: his body didn’t obey to him. It felt like Jared owned him.

“What are you doing to me?” he asked in a clearer moment and watched Jared’s lips curl up into a dark smile that somehow fit his bearded face more than the boyish grins he flashed at him earlier. That was the act and this was the real Jared Leto – Ian realized and he knew too that it was too late for him. He was at his mercy, unable to protest and break free from under his spell that tied up his will.

“Maybe I’ll tie you up too…” Jared said as if reading his mind and leaned back on the couch, resting his elbows on the armrests, one leg on the carpet, the other slightly bent and touching the back of the black couch. “Now… where were we again? Oh yes, telling the truth…” he grinned and unbuttoned the top buttons of his own shirt lazily. “Do you want me to fuck you?” he asked bluntly.

Ian was fighting with himself hard on the inside but eventually nodded “Yes” he said and so wanted to look to the side, but he just couldn’t. The situation was getting strangely familiar to him, although he knew it from Jared’s position… and on the screen. That crazy thought crossed his mind and he scolded himself and rejected the idea as his mind tried to desperately rationalize and understand the situation. He saw that Jared was having a great time, laughing at him while unbuttoning his shirt. Ian didn’t remember when the other got rid of his suit jacket.

“Very well” he chuckled to himself and opened his belt too, feeling Ian fight against him on the inside, but he knew there was no escape from him at this point. “To answer your question I am making you my little bitch and you’ll love every single second of it” he licked his lips and pulled out his belt from his black pants. “I know you want it too, Ian. I can see it in your eyes. You want danger… You want to taste me so come on…” he pulled Ian closer by his tie and crushed his lips against his.

He felt overwhelmed by the tingling sensations that kiss caused to him. He felt excited, shocked, confused and happy at the same time, his compelled mind knowing that he is pleasing his new master. New master? He scolded himself on the inside. He was no one’s pet! And still he acted like an excited puppy again as he felt Jared push his wet and cool tongue into his mouth, his beard tickling Ian’s smooth chin, his taste and smell the sweetest thing he’d ever felt in his mouth and nose and his body acted on his own again, helping Jared to take his suit jacket off. He felt the cool fingers fiddling with his shirt’s buttons and he shivered with pleasure as the cool skin touched his burning body occasionally. They were still kissing fiercely when Jared finished unbuttoning the shirt and pushing it off Ian’s shoulders he ran that wonderful hand down his warm chest, causing goose bumps to appear wherever he touched him, making Ian moan into the kiss. He broke the kiss and gasped for air as he felt Jared grab and squeeze his growing bulge.

“Kiss down my body and suck my cock, Ian!” he heard the next command and felt that dangerous power overwhelm his mind again, finding himself kissing and sucking down the fragrant neck in the next moment. Despite the beard Jared’s upper-body was smooth and smelled divine to Ian while he flicked his tongue around the small erect nipples one by one, moaning as he gently bit and sucked on them, listening to the soft gasps of pleasure, knowing that he was doing in right. “Bite too!” he heard and he continued his downward way paved with countless kisses, licks and bites, giving pleasure to the other man. He himself moaned licking into Jared’s belly button and when he reached the top of his pants he glimpsed up at him, his eyes hazy from his own desire and urge to give him more pleasure. This man’s influence worked up his own lurking appetite and now Ian knew that he wanted to do this too. His long fingers opened the button and pulled down the zipper, but before he could reach into the trousers he heard Jared’s voice again: “With your teeth!” He knew what he meant and he leant down to bite his briefs’ edge, pulling it down with his teeth. He moaned when he felt Jared’s hard cock brush against his face as it sprang free. “Good boy. Now suck it nice deep!” he heard and felt happy from the praising immediately. And Ian did exactly that. He sheeted his teeth with his lips and sucked the erect manhood’s tip into his warm and wet mouth, circling his tongue around it then moaned when Jared found it not deep enough and pushed his hips forward, making his shaft hit the back of Ian’s throat who nearly gagged. “Don’t gag, open up your throat for me, Ian!” he warned him and the actor had no choice than to obey and let the remaining inches slide in his mouth, Jared’s hand fisting in his hair to keep his head from moving. “Fuck yes! You have a deep throat, pet!” he said and as Ian looked up at him he saw that Jared pulled out the rubber ring from his long hair and the brown tufts framed his face now. Somehow this made him look even more sensual and dangerous.

Ian felt his cock jerk and grow to its fullest length as he heard Jared call him his pet. Somehow it gave him pleasure instead of angering him and from that he knew that he has given up. This man broke his will somehow and took control over him completely. Was he really the devil he suspected? He got no answer to that yet. He felt Jared pull himself out of his mouth and pat his cock against Ian’s lips and cheek, making the actor moan with pleasure, his shaft pressing painfully against his pants now.

“Where’s the bedroom?” he heard Jared’s question and suddenly his heartbeat sped up knowing what that meant.

“Down the hall and to the left…” Ian panted flicking his tongue around the offered cock, pressing his tongue against the slit to taste the salty pre-cum with a moan.

“What a nice and willing pet we have here…” Jared chuckled and pulled away, getting up and grabbing his belt then putting Ian’s tie back around the actor’s neck to use it as a leash. “You’ll come with me on all fours and if you do it right, I might suck you too…” he said, making Ian gasp and moan with anticipation. “Come now!” he ordered and started walking down along the corridor. “Get in front of me, I want to see your nice ass as you crawl!” he ordered and Ian did what he was told, his pride wanting to protest, but he did it anyway. He never did something like this to anyone and he tried to hurry but that way the tie tightened around his neck uncomfortably so he held himself back. “Easy boy, we’ll leave the breath control thing for next time…” Jared chuckled as he followed Ian watching him crawl on the wooden floor in front of him.

So there will be a next time? When? Why?  These questions flashed in front of Ian’s eyes as they arrived to the door of the bedroom and he reached up to push the handle down and let them in. Crawling toward the huge bed he panted softly feeling his cock drip and make his boxers and pants wet since this situation turned him on more than he would have thought. He didn’t know what was going on with him, but it was as Jared said: he was enjoying every second of being his pet.

“You did well. Stand and take off your pants then sit on the edge of the bed and open your legs so I can see all of you” Jared ordered letting the tie go, leaving it on Ian. While getting rid of the rest of his clothes he slowly stroked his long cock watching Ian stand and turn around. Jared’s eyes traveled south while Ian opened his trousers. “Well, well, someone is very excited… Wetting your pants from my attention… Master likes that…” he said on a hoarse dangerous tone that Ian found sexy like hell as he pushed down his trousers and briefs, got rid of his shoes and socks and sat down on the edge of the bed as he was ordered. Opening his legs he looked up at Jared with his burning light-blue eyes, exposing himself. He felt naked and not just physically but mentally too and it made him feel vulnerable but strangely pure at the same time.

“Master’s fragile little puppy…” Jared murmured under his nose as he went down on his knees and licked up on Ian’s inner-thigh, making the actor groan and open his legs more as he propped himself on his hands behind his back watching Jared, the long brown hair and beard tickling his sensitive skin, arousing him more. He did it again. He read his mind! What was going on? Coincidence? Ian wasn’t sure and he lost his train of thoughts again and cried out when Jared licked along the veins on his thick erect penis. “Hm… tasty and just the right size for some dirty fun. I like your cock, Ian…” he praised him again, making Ian pant some more in anticipation and he couldn’t stop his hand to fist in the long hair when Jared suddenly swallowed nearly his whole cock with one quick move of his head. Ian thought that he’d cum right there and then, but he somehow managed to hold himself back and leaning his head back, his eyes closed as he moaned and groaned at the ceiling in his pleasure. The cool wet mouth and tongue around his burning shaft felt so fucking good that he forgot everything else around him focusing only on the high pleasure he felt.

Getting lost completely in what Jared was doing to him Ian pulled on the long hair and pressed his cock deeper into the singer’s mouth which made Jared frown and suddenly pull the cock out of his mouth. In the next moment Ian found himself flipped over and kneeling on the bed. His face was pressed against the cover, a hand twisting his arm and pressing it against his back, his naked ass exposed. “Bad pet! Master didn’t give you permission to do that!” Jared growled at him warningly, making Ian feel panicked and ashamed – these feelings spreading in him. However, he didn’t have much time to examine his new feelings since a sharp pain shot through his body accompanied by a loud smacking sound and Ian realized a few seconds later that Jared hit his naked ass with his leather-belt as a punishment. He tried to move away, but the smaller but evidently stronger man held him down easily. “Stay put or the next one will be harder!” Jared barked at him and Ian stopped moving as a tingling feeling spread on that part of his skin where the leather hit him. It was... a good feeling… “You deserve your punishment, don’t you, my pet?!” he heard the question and he quickly said “yes”. “What do you want me to do, pet?” Jared asked.

“Punish me…” Ian breathed, his twisted arm’s muscles flexing from the uncomfortable position as he unwillingly moved his ass closer to Jared who was standing behind him by the edge of the bed.

“What? I didn’t hear it clearly!”

“Punish me… Master!” Ian gave in, burying his head in the cover, waiting for the next hit, which came unexpected, making him jump a little and he could nearly see Jared’s dirty smirk as he felt the cool hand stroke his now probably red ass in soothing circles.

“Like this, pet?” Jared asked and hit him again.

Ian moaned and his free hand fisted around the purple cover. “Please… harder!” he panted shakily.

“Well, well, well… we’re getting a taste for it, aren’t we?” he heard Jared’s chuckle and he cried out from the next sudden and harder hit, his cock dripping on the cover. Jared stroked his other butt cheek now and slowly ran a finger in the crack of Ian’s ass teasingly. “More?”

“More, please!”

“You dirty bitch…” the singer chuckled again and hit that other side of Ian’s ass hard too, making him jerk and moan. He repeated this a few more nerve-breaking minutes then Ian heard him toss the belt aside as he let his twisted arm go and reached for Ian’s dark tie around his neck, pulling him up by that so that Jared’s erection pressed against the small of his back while he whispered into Ian’s ear. “Ready for my long hard cock, pet?”

“Yes, Master…” Ian panted closing his eyes for a second, feeling Jared’s other cool hand pinch and twist his erect nipples.

“You sure?” he asked teasingly, rubbing his dripping rod against Ian’s butt cheeks.

“Yes, I am, Master! Please… please give it to me!” he asked in ecstasy.

Jared chuckled in his ear “Oh you are such a willing pet… I love it!”

Ian felt thrilled again and obeyed when Jared ordered him to lay back into the same pose like he was in until now, but this time both of his hands were free. He waited impatiently for the singer who found the lube in the nightstand’s drawer and poured a nice amount on Ian’s red ass and his own long cock, smearing and rubbing them well. Ian shivered and moaned when he felt one of Jared’s cool fingers probe into him, sliding inside unstoppable, getting past the tight ring of muscles to make more room for himself. Ian groaned and grabbed the blanket with both hands, pressing his eyes shut when a second wet finger joined the first and Jared started fingering him faster and faster, moving them around, stretching his hole.

“Good boy… Deep breath and relax, pet!” he commanded pulling his fingers out and pressing his now dripping tip against his prepared and hungry hole. There was nothing in the world that Ian wanted more in that moment than Jared’s beautiful cock buried deep inside his ass. And in a minute he got it. He cried out and fisted his hands painfully hard as he started pushing himself inside. “Let me inside your fucking tight ass, pet! Come on, relax those muscles!” he heard and he had no other choice than to obey right away and gasp for air as two more inches of the singer slid into him, but there were a few more left. His tissues let the cock deeper slowly with each small thrust, making Ian bite the blanket and when Jared stopped to let him adjust to his size Ian panted, feeling the singer’s cool hands on his hips as he licked along his spine, making him shiver. Leaning to his ear again he whispered the darkest and sexiest sentence Ian has ever heard: “I’ll fuck you like the devil…”

Ian groaned and whispered a “yes, please” as he felt Jared slide out until only his tip stayed inside and then he cried out loud letting the blanket go with his teeth as he rammed back into him. It’s been a very long while ago since a man made him feel like this and he was enjoying it more than he would have admitted to himself. The rough pounding awoke a kind of yearning in him that consumed his whole being and he didn’t want this to end. Ever. He felt so good and free even in the mental shackles Jared’s burning eyes put on him. Without thinking he begged for more and the room echoed from his animalistic grunts and yells of pleasure as the singer was pounding his tight ass fast and hard, his balls slapping against his. Jared’s groans and the way he was digging his nails into his hips drove Ian crazy with lust. He moved back to meet his rough pushes and he begged for more. This man totally blew his mind away with his dominance over him and he truly felt like his puppet… his pet. He could do anything with him, Ian knew he would love it. He was in total surrender and he found such pleasure in that like never before. From every push and touch he felt higher and more this beast’s. He didn’t lie, he was fucking him like a wild animal, making Ian’s cock drip more on the blanket as it bobbed to the crazy rhythm Jared dictated. His orgasm building up quickly in him, but before he could get too far Jared slid out of him and turned him around, putting a hand on his long glistening cock’s base and grabbed Ian’s tie again, pulling him close.

“Suck!” he barked at him with burning blue eyes and looking up at him as he did so Ian could have sworn he saw some kind of a dark energy surrounding Jared. He was dangerous, lethal and beyond sexy. Ian had no choice than suck him in deep and hollow his cheeks for him, keeping the eye-contact. He saw that Jared liked that, his cocky smirk betrayed him, but before he could think that he learned how to read this mysterious man’s expressions he stopped smiling and focusing on him he pulled his cock out of his mouth. “Lay down on your back and spread your legs for me like the greedy whore you are!” he commanded and Ian did what he was told. He watched the long-haired man kneel between his open legs and while positioning his tip against his hole again it seemed as if he mapped Ian’s naked body under him. He saw… hunger in the piercing blue eyes and it excited him more, feeling the lurking danger as the long cock slid back into him. He let Jared put his legs on his shoulders as he propped himself on his hands next to Ian’s sweaty body. “Fuck you’re tight cunt…” he breathed and forced all of his cock inside of the actor, making both of them gasp.

Not hesitating much he returned to his deep and fast pace, leaning down to kiss and suck on Ian’s salty skin. “So… warm…” he murmured on the skin under his hungry lips and to Ian’s surprise he felt sharp teeth biting him all over, adding to his pleasure. “Wank yourself, I’m close, pet!” he heard and Ian felt relieved that he could finally touch himself and ease some of the burning tension that has been building up at the base of his spine, knowing that his dripping cock will explode soon enough. He bucked against Jared, listening to the exciting noises their clashing bodies were making with each heated move. Ian was left breathless once more when Jared bit his neck harder, but he was too high on the pleasure now that the long cock rubbed against his prostate over and over again to feel anything else beside overwhelming pleasure, his whole body shivering while wanking himself.

From the moment Jared’s lips and teeth touched his neck everything went blurry. He didn’t know what happened but he knew that the passion between them reached its peak and things got even better if that was possible. Ian screamed with pleasure and pain and in a daze as that certain blinding light took away his eyesight and wiped his mind clean, leaving him falling deeper and deeper into the seemingly endless pleasure. He remembered that he felt his own hot cum shoot all over his hand and their tummies and he heard Jared’s growl from his neck when his pulsing ass pulled him even deeper. Ian groaned still riding out his orgasm when he felt Jared shoot his cum deep inside of his shaking and sweaty body that was still at the other’s mercy. There was a blurry image in his mind of the moment Jared pulled out of him and let his neck go. Ian looked up at him and saw Jared grab his left ankle from his shoulder and bit it, sending another wave of blinding pleasure through Ian’s spent body. Was he dreaming or did he really fuck him at least three more times after that? Was that even possible?

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He really fucked him like the devil… This was Ian’s first thought in the rainy morning he opened his eyes to. He could hear the falling rain from outside and saw the gloomy sky over the city through the crack of the curtains. It was quiet in the flat and he felt weak and spent as if he had no sleep at all. When he turned on his back he realized that it was very much possible that his ass had been fucked all night long – it was sore like hell but strangely he felt good from that. It meant that it wasn’t a dream. It really happened. Jared Leto fucked him like the devil as he promised…

The black tie was still around his neck and he lifted it to his nose to smell it. Yes, Jared’s scent was still on it. He took it off and put it down next to him. Of course the singer couldn’t be seen anywhere and somehow Ian knew he was long gone to do god knows what. Probably rest… “A coffin would be too funny…” Ian snorted and carefully got up to try and take a shower. He felt dizzy as he sat on the edge of the bed for a while then slowly walked out naked into the bathroom. Not even looking into the mirror he leant down to wash his face and when he looked up he thought he saw the grinning Jared behind him, but of course no one was there when he checked. But that beast left something else behind. Turning his head to the side Ian saw the ugly and sensitive bite marks on his neck, some black lines slowly spreading from them and seeing that Ian knew that everything was true and he’s been marked.

“Fuck me… he really is a vampire…” he whispered and shivered with fear, his blue eyes going wide as he stroked along the sensitive bitemarks and dropped to his knees. He was made a real vampire’s bitch…

The End

By: Useless-girl

28/09/2012

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