Note: This is the sequel to my short-story “Escape into the Hurricane”, so please read that first. Comments and constructive critiques are very welcome. Thank you! S. M. A., still love you for your support and nudging ;) <3

Rating/category/pairing: R, SLASH, supernatural / Ian Somerhalder, Jared and Shannon Leto

Recommended song: 30 Seconds To Mars – A Beautiful Lie

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A Beautiful Lie

“Lie awake in bed at night
And think about your life
Do you want to be different?
Try to let go of the truth
The battles of your youth
'Cause this is just a game…”

Those big blue eyes are burning themselves into his mind again. He can see them crystal clear and his body starts shaking from the overwhelming power compelling him motionless. What does he want again? Oh Ian, don’t be a fool. You know well what he wants from you. Your soul. He’ll eat it up like the most delicious snack. He’ll feed on your body and suck the life out of it through your red red blood. You will be his victim. Those cold hands will crush you as if you were just a weak shell on the windy beach. Then he’ll go on with his eternal life in search for another victim and he’ll forget that you ever existed.

The long fangs glisten in the candle light as he let them grow and watching your paralyzed self like a snake, the big eyes glowing eerily, ready to attack… and you get hard from this even if you feel the danger in your bones. He will hurt you… and your sick twisted mind will love it just like he ordered you. You can’t wait for the bite. Suddenly he’s over you, his naked pale body cool to the touch, his long hard shaft easing the burning fire inside you and you moan his name like the cheap whore you are. When he bites your neck you press his head more against the wound. And you want more…

All sweaty Ian woke from the dream that felt so real again. This was another of the countless dreams he had about Jared in the last few weeks. He always woke up hard as a rock, panting and all sweaty. Sometimes he fucked Nina right after the dream like there was no tomorrow and afterwards he felt so guilty he wanted to hide away and beat himself up. But he couldn’t. He tried to focus on his duties and during the day it was okay, that sinful night rarely came into his mind, but at nights… The nights were the worst. He was in mental and physical pain after these dreams knowing that the only person who could ease the growing longing was god knows where…

“Everyone's looking at me
I'm running around in circles, baby
A quiet desperation's building higher
I've got to remember this is just a game…”

He is alone in the same bed the vampire fucked him now two months ago. He had to come up with something to explain Nina why he couldn’t go home. Ian didn’t want her to see his bitemark and scratches. There was no good explanation to them and he didn’t want to lose his girl. He loved her from the bottom of his heart, but that night with the 30 Seconds To Mars’ singer was something that he’d always remember. It was a literally out of this world experience and no matter how hard he tried to deny it, he loved it. And wanted it to happen again. To suppress these urges he tried to bury himself in work, but he was not himself. Something has changed. He has changed. And he felt everyone’s eyes on him, wondering if they knew or just were worried about him. As the denial phase faded away the desire to see this monster started to grow deep inside of his soul which – he knew it well – the singer had corrupted with his touch and fangs. The voice in his dreams was right. Ian was his. His slave, his bitch, his property. Jared marked him visibly and under the surface too. That lurking dark presence, that growing darkness inside of him got stronger with each passing day. And he tried to fight it in vain. He was weak, desperate, compelled. He was suffering deep inside, which he tried to hide as much as possible, but even Nina noticed that something was going on. He tried his best to come up with something believable and for short periods she bought his explanations. But Ian failed her. He cheated on her with a man, even if he had no choice. That’s bullshit, he is lying to himself: he wanted it to happen. He wanted Jared to fuck him. He still wants it. He sees his face while making love to his girl. He sees his eyes in his dreams and he even googled him, bought his records and DVDs. He slowly became obsessed with him on the inside. Watching a concert from them that strong presence on the stage wiped Ian off his feet even through the screen of his laptop. Jared was playing with his audience the same way he did it with Ian.

And now he couldn’t bear it anymore. His shaft was still hard from the dream and he moaned as he reached under the blanket with one hand to stroke along it with his fingertips while his other hand reached out for his cell and searched for that certain number. “Here’s my personal cell number, use it wisely, I give it only to a handful of people…” he remembered his words from that photo shoot where he gave him his number. Did he already know that Ian will call him one day, asking for more? Probably. Pulling his hand back from his shaft he took a deep breath and pressed the green button.

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He was standing in front of the black shiny door, trying to persuade himself that this was insane and he didn’t really want to go inside the lion’s cave to offer himself up as a willing prey. But he was one. He was very willing to lay under this monster who corrupted his soul with his sinful darkness which was driving Ian back to him. He couldn’t decide how much of this desire was his own and how strong was Jared’s influence over him. Would he be here if it wasn’t for the compelling? If Jared was a simple human and nothing more? He wasn’t sure, but a tiny voice in the back of his head said that he would. He was tired of fighting this consuming longing. It’s been weeks since he had a good night sleep, the desire was eating him up and now he stood in the gate of relief. He just had to lift his hand and knock. A simple move which could bring a little peace of mind to him. But he knew well that if he enters Jared’s house that means surrendering to his will too. It was a big step to take for Ian since he’s always been in control. But was it worth suffering like this to keep his pride? The pride which was already taken away the night Jared fucked him hard? Ian heard a thunder outside and thought how appropriate it was as he raised his hand and finally knocked.

The door opened soon enough and there he was. Ian felt himself gasp for air and probably his pupils dilated too. He felt himself like a rabbit in the headlights. Displayed, frozen, unable to avoid his destiny. His gaze moved up and down on the singer’s slim figure. He was wearing casual clothes – a sleeveless black T-shirt cut low under the armpits and dark sweatpants – nothing fancy or vampire-like. He had to smile from his own thoughts. As an actor who plays one of the most popular vampire figures of his time he should have known better. Damon avoided the cliché cape and stuff too in order to fit in better.

“Jared…” he said hoarsely finally finding his voice. This was a little better than on the phone where he could only sigh and stay in silence until Jared took mercy on him and told him his address. To Ian’s big relief the vampire didn’t laugh and he wasn’t laughing this time either.

“Took you long enough, Ian” he said on a normal voice and stepped aside to let his guest in.

Somehow Ian knew that he meant the months of struggling with himself. “Yeah.”

“Usually they doesn’t last this long” he said and turned around to lead the actor into the living room area, leaving him puzzled. So there were others. How silly of him for thinking he was the only one. This isn’t a soap opera, this is fucking real. But then… why the sudden sting of jealousy?

“A drink?” he heard and he only nodded, sitting down on a black couch. He forgot to even look around, he was totally focused on his host and his cat-like fluid moves. He felt the need to touch him stronger now. His pale skin made a perfect contrast with the black T-shirt and Ian just wanted to reach into it and touch the singer’s sides and showing muscles. His palm and fingers were itching to do so, but he pulled himself together and looked up into those mesmerizing big blue eyes as he took the whiskey. He felt like that little school girl again when a shiver ran down his spine as their fingers touched for a second. And now Jared was smiling.

“So… Ian, tell me what do you want? Why are you here? Why did you come back?” he asked nonchalantly sipping from his own drink that looked like an expensive kind of deep red wine. Or was it blood? Ian couldn’t decide, but even the possibility made him swallow hard and shiver pleasantly.

The actor quickly drank his whiskey and not being able to fight the urge anymore put the glass down, took Jared’s too and climbed on his lap, straddling him. “I want you” he said only this and taking the vampire’s cool face in his warm hands he kissed him fiercely, as if he wanted to melt away the coolness of the sweet lips.

They both gasped for air and deepened the kiss as Ian’s hands did what they wanted to do: he slid them under the T-shirt to finally touch Jared. The other man slid his hands down Ian’s back and on his fine round ass, squeezing it hard, making the actor moan in his mouth again, his hips grinding against Jared’s. He couldn’t take this fierceness for too long and suddenly lifting up Ian he made him put his legs around his waist. Jared carried him into the bedroom as if he had no weight at all.

Once there Ian found himself under the vampire, just like he wanted. His legs were still around him as they kissed, their bodies pressed together. The weeks spent with longing were in the actor’s kiss and moves, but he didn’t mind that these gave him away. He just wanted to enjoy this dangerous beast’s attention. He pushed up the loose T-shirt on Jared’s back and traced every muscle and curve that his hands could reach as he completely surrendered to his own desires while squeezing the firm ass. He had to moan when Jared broke the kiss and his lips slid down on Ian’s neck, biting it playfully. The singer had no beard this time just stubbles that tickled Ian’s skin. It was like touching a slim but muscular statue. The texture of the vampire’s skin was harder than human skin and cooler to the touch, but Ian loved it, it didn’t freak him out anymore. He obediently got out of his black leather jacket and button up blue shirt then laid back down and let the other man discover his naked upper-body for himself with those cool lips, making Ian gasp and moan more and more.

This was Heaven and Hell, he knew it. His senses were on overload and every small touch and lick made him shiver with desire, his raging hardness pressing against his trousers painfully. He lifted his hips letting Jared pull off his jeans and briefs, bringing some relief. Lying naked again in front of him made Ian moan. Yes, he knew he was the vampire’s bitch, but he didn’t mind anymore as he looked into the glowing eyes and discovered the same animalistic need for him in them. From that look he knew he made the right decision coming here. Even if it might cost his life and sanity.

He shivered and closed his eyes from the pleasure the cool lips caused all over his chest and stomach, going lower. He suspected this was some kind of a praising from Jared for obeying to his power’s call and coming back to him. So Ian enjoyed every second of it and gasped for air as the singer took his painfully hard cock between his soft cool lips, sucking him deep, his tongue around his shaft making Ian go crazy. He dared to fist a hand in the long brown hair as he arched his back, his eyes rolling back in his head. Finally he realized that there were some hypnotizing beats playing in the background and Jared was sucking him to that rhythm, making Ian want more.

The next few moments became blurry and once he realized what happened he was already kneeling on all fours and felt Jared pull his ass cheeks apart, rimming him with his cool wet tongue and making him groan and pant like crazy.

“Oh god!” he cried out and relaxed his muscles to let the probing fingers inside while he felt Jared kiss and bite his round ass all over.

“Stick your ass out and lay on your forearms!” he heard Jared’s command and without hesitation he did as he was told. There was no resistance left inside of him. Jared succeeded to break his will. There was nothing else in the world that he wanted more right now than feeling the singer inside of him in every meaning. And his wish was fulfilled in the next moment. He cried out from the feeling as the long hard cock stretched him, sliding deeper and deeper until all of it was inside of him. The feeling made him shiver with pleasure. He felt Jared stay put and lean down to lick and bite along his spine, making Ian pant with lust.

“Please… Jared…” Ian whispered hoarsely after a good minute, waiting for those hips to move in vain.

“What… do you want, Ian?” he growled whispering in his ear, sucking on the earlobe to tease him more.

“Please… fuck me… fuck me hard…” he faltered out and bit his own lip, fisting his hands around the white sheet. Suddenly he heard a laugh and not from Jared, but from a dark corner of the room. He didn’t notice before that there was a black armchair and the fire of a lighter lit a pair of dark animalistic eyes as their owner lit a cigarette. It was Jared’s older brother Shannon. And Ian knew from his look that he’s been watching them since the beginning.

Before Ian could react or say anything he had to moan, because evilly Jared chose this moment to start moving slowly in him. Glimpsing back at him over his shoulder he saw an amused smile on his handsome face then Ian looked back towards the corner of the room when he heard movement from there. Still smoking Shannon stood up and slowly stepped out into the light of the small nightstand lamp. He was barefooted, wearing only some thin long grey shorts and a similar low-cut T-shirt his brother had on when Ian arrived. The lack of clothing made the bulging muscles perfectly visible and the thin fabric of the shorts didn’t leave too much to Ian’s imagination either. As Shannon walked closer with that certain animalistic look in his eyes that the actor remembered from the concert videos he could see that the sight of his brother fucking him excited the drummer too.

Ian flushed crimson under the intense look of the older brother, being aware of how he looks now while being fucked by Jared. He licked his dry lips as he looked up at the smoking man who didn’t stop but came close enough for Ian to feel the heat and scent his body gave off. He seemed warmer than his brother. Did he feed or something? That was the reason why he looked and felt more human at the moment? Ian didn’t dare to ask just let their eyes lock as the buff guy puffed the smoke into the air while Jared continued moving slowly in him, running his cool hands on his back and ass. Ian felt like falling fast and deep into the darkness that had already spread on his soul in the last couple of months. Will he ever be able to see the light again? He had no idea. But he just knew what’d come now. He knew.

“Care to share, bro?” Shannon asked Jared still looking into Ian’s rounded blue eyes, a dark smile creeping on his stubbly face, the cigarette staying in the corner of his mouth as he reached under Ian’s chin with one hand to lift his head a bit more as if checking him out.

Ian heard a short chuckle from the younger brother and felt him circle his hips buried deep inside of him, which made the actor moan. They were driving him insane in the outstretched silence as they made him wait. Jared was making a more serious decision than it first might’ve looked. It wasn’t about only this fuck.

“We share everything, aren’t we, brother?” Ian heard Jared talk finally and a shiver ran down his spine, swallowing hard which Shannon could feel through his fingers that were still holding his jaw, but he wasn’t looking down at Ian anymore but exchanged a long burning look with his brother then nodded, taking the cigarette out of his mouth, exhaling the smoke.

“Yes, we do…” he licked his plum lips and took another drag, pulling Ian’s head closer to his groin, letting him smell the muscular heavy scent of him through the thin fabric of his shorts. “Be a good pet and prove me that you are as good as my bro said” he murmured and pushed down his trousers enough to let his semi-hard cock spring free. “Suck!” he commanded and pushed the thick tip between Ian’s lips.

The actor could do nothing against it and he opened his mouth wider closing his eyes as he gave in, his cheeks burning from being used like this by the Leto brothers, but a part of him enjoyed it. A big part of him. So he sucked the thicker cock deeper into his hot and wet mouth, his tongue playing around it, making the muscular beast moan. He looked up at him and saw Shannon watching him. The smoke coming from his mouth and nose made him look like a dragon or demon sent from hell. But Ian didn’t have much time to think about the metaphor because he felt Jared pick up his speed, making him groan around his brother’s cock. Ian’s cock grew painfully hard again as he deep-throated the now longer and harder shaft.

“Fuck, he is good as you said…” Shannon looked at his brother again and grinned.

“I have good taste in men” the slightly panting answer came that ended in a moan, the cool fingers digging into Ian’s hips.

“So true!” Shannon laughed, clearly on a private joke, and looked back at Ian, sliding his free hand on the actor’s nape to keep his head in place while he fucked his face to the quicker rhythm of the song that was playing in the background. Ian tried taking it like a man, relaxing his throat muscles to avoid gagging on the big meat between his lips. His eyes rolled back in his head feeling Jared speed up more and knead his ass again, the pleasure and need intensifying inside of him. He was getting lost in the sensations and getting used to the pounding in his mouth when he heard Shannon talk again and his eyes popped open.

“I want to fuck his ass too. Let’s switch!” he said and pulled his cock out of Ian’s mouth, letting some saliva run down in the corner of the actor’s lips. The drummer went to put out his cigarette and Ian watched him undress in a second, revealing his muscular fit body. The actor looked down and saw how ready he was for action. He felt Jared slide out of him and move off the bed to give his place to his brother. Walking over the bed he came into Ian’s view and while Shannon knelt behind him he looked up into Jared’s glowing blue eyes. The moment he did so he felt everything back in its place and knew that with this he would make the singer happy. Jared leant down and kissed his lips passionately, moaning from the taste, chasing Ian’s tongue while Shannon spit in his palm to wet his cock more then he repeated it but this time he lubricated Ian’s ass, making him moan in the younger Leto’s mouth.

Shannon’s cock felt somewhat shorter but thicker than Jared’s as the drummer impaled Ian, pushing him back into the bottomless pit of dark pleasures, while sucking on Jared’s meat this time. He was lost and found at the same time. The rough pounding and the taste in his mouth made him feel alive more than ever before. He tried not to think and rather focus on what was happening, but the question still formed in his head: will things ever be the same again once this is over? Once he survives the Leto brothers? He doubted it.

They fucked him on both ends for long minutes, not letting Ian cum, although his dripping cock was begging for it. The brothers took their time with him and soon he found himself lying on his back on Shannon’s wonderfully sweaty muscular body while Jared was over him, rubbing his wet cock against his, his tongue deep in his mouth as he caressed both of them. And then came the long-awaited bite, making Ian cry out from pleasure, his senses on overload as Jared sucked away his life through the wound on his chest and soon enough Shannon bit his neck too, sending the actor’s shaking body over the edge. He came hard and fast, exploding all over his and Jared’s stomach as his ass clamped down hard on Shannon’s cock, milking it while Ian screamed from the overwhelming sensations. The last thing his overstimulated brain was able to process was the feeling of Jared cum on Ian’s cock and stomach then he blacked out from the blinding pleasure and the blood loss.

He was floating in the darkness, feeling dizzy and overjoyed at the same time. He didn’t remember why, just felt how intense it was. He slowly came to his senses and opened his eyes half-way. He was lying on his back next to the Leto brothers. Jared was lying closer to him, Shannon on his side behind him. They were talking quietly on their own strange language, Jared turning his face towards his brother. He chuckled and kissed Shannon’s still glistening face then they both turned toward Ian when they felt him looking at them.

Ian blushed under their heavy vampire gazes and swallowed hard, feeling weak from the blood loss. He knew both of them looked more human-like because his blood was circulating in their sweaty bodies. Jared looked back at his brother who kept his eyes on Ian and only nodded to the questioning look of the other vampire. The younger Leto licked his own lips then let his fangs grow, pressing his thumb against one. Ian rounded his light-blue eyes and watched the dark-red drop of blood appear on the white skin. He had no idea what was going to happen and he froze as Jared leant closer and drew something on his forehead, pulling his bloody finger down along Ian’s nose and lips, making him suck on his thumb. First Ian thought that he would feel sick from the taste of the blood, but it was rich and sweet like the finest wine and he wanted more as he sucked on the small wound until Jared pulled it back and held his other hand on Ian’s naked chest to keep him down if necessary. But Ian didn’t want to move, he was too fascinated by the warm feeling that spread inside of him as he was staring shocked at the ceiling.

“You are the Leto brothers’ from now on” he heard Jared’s calm voice after the marking and turning his head back to the two men next to him Ian knew that there was a lot more behind these words. He sold his life and soul to those two pair of burning eyes...

“I've got to remember this is just a game…”

No. This has never been just a game.

The End

By: Useless-girl

12/11/2012

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