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When Shane sat Ilya down at the end of their first day the cottage together looking very serious, Ilya was almost certain he was going to be asked to leave. That Ilya had somehow ruined things and now would lose Shane but instead he got, “There's something I need to tell you.’ Shane said, staring at the floor, “and I know it's a lot and I understand if you will want to leave especially because I have been lying for so long but I promise that-”
He was rambling, so Ilya cut him off quickly, “Hey, is ok,” Ilya started moving to sit next to Shane, wrapping an arm around him and pulling him close, “I do not think anything you say will make me want to leave. So just say it ok.”
Shane hesitated for a moment before taking a breath and saying, “I'm a succubus.” Ilya just looked at him confused, “I do not know this word” he confessed, looking slightly embarrassed that he couldn't understand Shane.
Shane sighed heavily, “I am a sex demon, I feed off sexual energy.” Shane looked up and turned to see Ilya's face.
Ilya couldn’t help himself, he let out a laugh and said, “I think if anyone here is sex demon Hollander it is me.”
Shane sighed before pushing Ilya off him and standing up, “This isn’t a fucking joke Ilya, I need you to take this seriously.”
Ilya straightened his face but still didn’t quite believe Shane, things like that don’t exist in the real world everyone knew that. “I can prove it, I didn’t want to ever have to do this to you, but I need you to believe me, so can I?” Shane asked. Ilya just nodded and rolled his eyes before all of a sudden Ilya felt immensely drawn to Shane, more than he normally was anyway. His dick twitched and suddenly his mind was overtaken with desire for Shane, a desire that was all consuming and hot, like he’d die without it. And then just as suddenly as it came it went, leaving him feeling just as he did before he felt it.
He looked suddenly horrified and Shane's stomach dropped. “Fuck, you’re a, does that mean that I am just- or that you have wi-” Ilya stopped himself, not sure which thought was worse, that Shane was just using him for sex or that Ilya wasn't the only one.
“Ilya no, please,” Shane started voice rising in panic, “I mean it started like that, like when I first saw you outside the rink I only wanted to feed off of you but it isn’t anymore I promise. And um I haven’t, like, fed on anyone other than you in three years. They never filled me enough anyway.”
That made Ilya relax slightly before realising what Shane was truly saying. That he had been actually starving himself in between their meetings. Another feeling overtook him now. Guilt. Guilt that Shane had a need Ilya didn’t know about and had been suffering with.
“So you fed on me? How?” Ilya asked.
“When you fuck me I feed off of your energy. It fills me up.”
“Is why it always feels better with you?” Ilya questioned.
“No it isn’t, well I mean kind of, sex with me is naturally better and being drained does make you feel good too, but I never manipulated it and I wouldn’t have been able to feed if you didn’t actually like it.”
“Why did you not just tell me? I would have always given what you needed.” Ilya asked.
“I don’t know, lots of supernatural beings don’t and in all my years of life I had never been with someone who filled me as well as you do, someone who felt so good and I was scared that I would lose you if you knew and thought I was a monster, and then it got even scarier because I started to like and the fear of losing you got worse.”
“Years of life? You are twenty-six, no?” Ilya suddenly realised that if Shane was a supernatural sex demon then lots of other things about him were probably too. Including his age. “Um, yeah, I’m actually a lot older than that, I’ve been alive for 493 years.”
Ilya’s mouth fell open, “493? You are, fuck. Why are you here in Canada playing hockey?”
“I don’t know things get boring. I thought I’d try it.”
“You became second best player in NHL because you were bored?”
Shane smirked at Ilya and shrugged “Yeah I guess.”
Ilya slumped back against the couch, clearly out of questions and now just processing. Shane slowly came and sat down next to him. “Are you going to leave?” Shane asked, voice quiet and filled with fear.
Ilya turned to face him, his eyes fixed on Ilya, wide and soft, so full of all his emotion and desire for Ilya that Ilya had no choice, “No. I am not going to leave. I want you to tell me more about you. But I guess that works both ways. There is lots we have not said to each other, this is just one of them.”
Shane beamed and then took Ilya’s hand in his, leaning back against the couch as he let out a breath. They stayed in silence for a while, Shane giving Ilya the time to process everything he had just learnt.
“What did you mean ‘supernatural beings’ is more like you?” Ilya asked after a moment. “Yes there are more like me but also others too. In the NHL and just in general.” Ilya shot up suddenly, “Really? Others like what? And who? On my team?” Shane laughed softly, “Vampires, werewolves, witches all exist. Other things too but those three are the most common, and yes on your team, and no I can’t tell you who Ilya that’s wrong. That would be like you telling someone I’m gay.”
“Let me guess Rose Landry is witch.” Ilya said, jokingly. Shane froze next to him and Ilya’s head snapped round, “No!”
“Fuck Ilya you cannot tell anyone, ok. We’ve known each other for centuries, we ‘dated’ just so we could have an excuse to be seen in public together ok?”
Ilya laughed next to him, “Do not worry, I will not tell anyone you are sex demon and she is witch. At least now I know she is definitely no competition.”
They once again fell into a silence, Shane wanting to give Ilya anytime he needed for any more questions. It was broken when Ilya asked, “What about your parents, what are they?”
“Mom’s a witch, she isn’t my actual mother but she found me years ago when I was lost and helped me. I have been with her since. Dad is a dhampir.” Shane responded, quickly adding, “Half vampire half human” at the look of confusion on Ilya’s face
“How long is ‘years ago’?” Ilya said, huffing out a small laugh. “Oh um I met her in 1644 so like 370 years ago. I was young and broken. Her and dad saved me. It’s unconventional but I love them as if they are my parents, and I am their son.”
Once again they were sitting in silence, Shane was fidgeting with the hem of his shirt before asking, “Are you sure you aren’t upset about what I am?”
“Am I upset that beautiful boy I love is a sex demon who needs to fuck me to live? No. I wish you told me sooner and I hate that you have been starving yourself between us meeting but I am here now, I will never let you go hungry again.” Ilya responded, before he felt Shane freeze next to him, and a chill over took Ilya as he realised what he had just said.
“The boy you love?” Shane asked quietly, Ilya knew he couldn't take it back now that it was out there, and found that he didn’t want to. “Da, the boy I love, I love you Shane. Does not matter what you are.” Ilya sat up now and turned to look at Shane. He was met with Shane launching himself into Ilya’s lap and claiming his mouth, pushing his tongue into Ilya’s and moaning loudly into the kiss.
Shane pulled back, “Fuck Ilya I love you. Where the fuck have you been for so long?” Shane breathed against Ilya’s mouth. Ilya felt his heart clench at Shane’s words, “Is ok baby, I am here, I am sorry I kept you waiting.” Ilya didn’t know if he believed in soulmates, but Shane has been alive for almost five years and now here they were together and in love. It felt like fate.
They sat like this for a while, making out slowly, tongues gliding against each other. It was Ilya who eventually stopped them, “We need to speak more, I need to know how to help you, how to keep you fed. You won’t have to starve yourself any more I promise.”
How? You go back to Boston in two weeks. You can’t potentially ruin your career just because of me, if I lost hockey I’d hate it but like I’m immortal I don’t want you to ruin the time you have for me, even if you think that’s what you want.”
“I do want but you are right is more complicated than just saying I will be there. I, uh, just feel guilty that you have been hurting. I do not want you to anymore.”
“I know Ilya, I know. We’ll figure it out ok? How about you let me feed now yeah. Help me Ilya, let me take what I need.” The tone of Shane’s voice made Ilya feel dizzy. He nodded dumbly up at Shane, “Are you, um, doing something to me?” Shane just laughed softly, “No, Ilya I am not. Can I? Can I show you what I can do?”
Ilya just nodded, his tongue felt too thick in his mouth for any words to come out as Shane slunk himself down Ilya’s body, onto the floor and between Ilya’s legs. “My voice can be a lot, I feel like I have taken too much from you without you knowing so I need you to use your words, yes or no, can I let everything go, I also have some, um, physical things that I usually keep hidden but if you want to it would be great not to have to hide them.”
“Is ok Shane, I am not going anywhere, give it all to me” Ilya said finding his words. He looked down at Shane as all of sudden he saw something burst out from behind him, a long red tail suddenly appeared behind Shane. Ilya was in awe, Shane was so beautiful, and the fact that what Ilya was seeing was all for him made it even better.
“It’s been over a hundred years since anyone new has seen my tail, this is all for you Ilya.” He mouthed against the bulge of Ilya’s sweats as Ilya was mesmerised by the movement of Shane’s tail behind him. “You said, um fuck Shane, you said things, what else?”
“Take your cock out and I will show you.” was all Shane said, hooking his thumbs in the waistband of Ilya’s sweatpants. He looked up at Ilya waiting for permission. All he got was a soft, “Da” before pulling them down and stopping halfway down Ilya’s thigh.
Ilya’s cock sprang out, hard and heavy, leaking slowly from under Ilya’s foreskin. Shane hummed in content, leaning forward and nuzzling at Ilya’s base, before licking all the way from his balls to his tip, swirling his tongue around Ilya’s sensitive head.
Ilya bucked his hips up hard, forcing the head of his cock to enter Shane’s mouth. Ilya had had his cock sucked by countless people, and by Shane also countless times, but this was different. The heat on his cock felt overwhelming, more consuming and intense than it ever had been.
“What the fuck.” was all Ilya could say, as Shane pulled himself off of Ilya’s cock and stuck out his tongue. Instead of the soft, pink muscle Ilya was used to, he saw a long red, forked tongue roll itself out Shane’s mouth before he pulled it back in and smiled up at Ilya. Ilya had been so distracted by Shane’s tongue when he looked up at Shane’s eyes he realised what he had missed.
Two beautiful horns coming from Shane’s head. Ilya had never seen anything more perfect in his life. They were a deep black almost all the way down, but in the light they appeared almost purple near the base. They curved slightly towards each other and probably stood at about 5 inches. “Fuck Shane, you are so beautiful, мой прекрасный мальчик, never hide this from me again.” My beautiful boy. He reached out his hand and leaned down to caress Shane’s cheek, slowly moving it up towards his horns, “Can I touch them?” Ilya asked. He wanted as Shane shuddered before nodding, “Please.”
Ilya moved his hand to the top of Shane's head, tentatively reaching out for Shane's horns. Shane gasped when he felt Ilya's hand brush softly against one of them. The texture was rough, scraping up against the callouses of Ilya's hand. He stroked up and down them and felt Shane shiver beneath him and whisper out a soft, “Fuck”.
Ilya pulled back, and laid back against the couch. His cock throbbed between his legs as he looked down at Shane, whose eyes were fixed directly on Ilya’s dick. “Is anything else you have?” Ilya asked.
“Yes but it’s a surprise, you have to find it yourself, can I suck your cock now Ilya, I’m hungry.” Ilya let out a loud groan before nodding his head. Shane wasted no time swallowing Ilya to the hilt. He’d spent almost ten years faking inexperience and now he didn’t have to so he just allowed Ilya’s nine inches to sink easily into his throat.
Ilya let out a loud moan and thrust his hips up, “Fuck you really were fucking made for it weren’t you, made for swallowing cock.” Shane huffed against the base of Ilya’s cock, knowing that he’d barely scratched the surface yet and that if Ilya was still able to speak he was going to slow and needed to up it
Slowly Shane pulled up, his inhumanly long tongue wrapping itself around Ilya’s shaft, through every vein and ridge as it came up, stopping at the head, laving it in attention, the pointed tip of his tongue slipping into Ilya’s slit, causing pre cum to stream out.”
When Shane pulled off Ilya was a total mess, his hips were rutting up into the air desperate to slip his cock back into Shane’s mouth. Shane placed his hands on either side of Ilya’s hips, “Stay still Ilya. Let me take what I want.” He nuzzled against the warm, musky base of Ilya’s cock and mouthed against it, his long tongue giving small kitten licks, his hand stroking slowly up his wet length, “I have seen so many cocks, tasted so many,” Ilya’s eyes snapped down to look at Shane, jealousy surging through him, Shane’s eyes were on his as he continued to speak, “Yours is my favourite. Its so fucking big Ilya, fills me up so good. The first time I got you in my mouth I knew that nothing could ever compare. That I could never find cum that feeds me as good as yours.”
“Shanyushka please, I want to give it to you, let me please.” Ilya moaned, Shane's words were driving him crazy, he had never had an urge like this before. The urge to be good, to be used, but Shane was pulling something out of him, he didn’t know if Shane was doing something supernatural for him or if he was just in love and wanted to help Shane in any way he could. But right now all he wanted was nothing more than to let Shane take and take and for himself to just give Shane everything he had.
Shane slowly sunk himself down onto Ilya, his tongue wrapping itself deliciously around his cock as he swallowed it. Effortlessly he took Ilya's cock into his mouth, Ilya grunted loudly as he felt the soft, velvety heat of Shane envelop him.
When Shane reached the base he held himself there, he kept himself there for a while swallowing in deliciously rhythmic clenches. “Fuck Shane pull up, you need breathe.” Ilya tugged at the hair between Shane’s horns but Shane resisted, tapping once on Ilya’s thigh, giving their non-verbal signal for green.
Ilya groaned loudly and threw his head back as Shane kept himself down on Ilya, massaging him deeply as his throat worked itself around his cock. When Shane finally did pull up it was a miracle Ilya didn’t cum as Shane once again swirled his wicked tongue around Ilya’s cock, touching itself against all the veins and sensitive spots Shane knew were there.
Shane’s voice barely sounded rough when he spoke, “Ilya, I am a sex demon, you could choke me down there for a long time before I need to pull up to breathe. So just relax, let me take what I need and let me make you feel good.”
Ilya nodded down at Shane and relaxed himself back into the couch, Shane’s tail behind him swished beautifully, distracting Ilya as Shane swallowed his cock, this time fucking himself up and down it, allowing his throat to squeeze and loosen around Ilya, causing him to groan loudly at the overwhelming stimulation.
“Fuck Shane you are so good. Take it perfectly.” Ilya grunted. It wasn’t until Shane’s hand found his balls and tugged gently that Ilya. Releasing a sound that could only be called a growl as he came in Shane’s mouth.
Shane swallowed every drop effortlessly and it was then Ilya realised his eyes were closed. When he opened them he saw that Shane looked even more beautiful than when he had just revealed his horns. An ethereal glow seemed to have taken him as he fed off of Ilya.
Shane’s tail swished gracefully behind him and as Ilya took Shane in he saw the wet patch on Shane’s crotch. However it wasn’t the typically patch of Shane’s leaking cock, it was bigger, and more thoroughly soaked like Shane had a- “Fuck Shane is that, do you have a…”
Shane pulled off of Ilya and purred and shivered slightly after being so well fed, he looked up at Ilya, his eyes were now totally black, deep wells that were staring straight into Ilya’s. “Go on Ilya, ask me.”
“Do you have a pussy?” Ilya asked, still panting.
“Yes Ilya I do.”
“What the fuck how? You have dick, a big, pretty perfect dick that I love.”
“Ilya I have horns coming out of my head and a tail. I’m a succubus that's how.” A look must have flashed across Ilya’s face as Shane suddenly flushed and broke eye contact, “I can change back if you don’t like me like that, it’s ok.”
“No no Shane no, was just surprised I do not care what you have down there. I loved your cock, was so beautiful, will miss it but I am sure you also have beautiful pussy.” Ilya leaned down and put his hand under Shane’s chin, tilting his head up so their eyes met again. He noticed that Shane’s eyes had gone back to the soft brown Ilya knew and loved.
“Hey, Shane, where did those pretty eyes go? I am sorry, did not mean to look disappointed. Come up here and show me, let me show you that I love your pussy ok?” Ilya soothed, watching as Shane relaxed and nodded, getting up and settling on his back on the couch, opening his legs so Ilya could settle on the floor in between them.
Ilya lifted a hand slowly to Shane’s waistband, noticing he wasn’t wearing underwear, “Will have to get you some panties yes, for your pretty pussy.” Ilya teased, pleased at regaining some semblance of control, he had been out of his depth for the past hour, so was glad he could do something he was familiar with.
He tugged at the waistband of Shane’s shorts and he lifted his hips up so Ilya could pull them down. Just like with Shane’s horns Ilya was stunned by how pretty Shane’s pussy was. He looked up at Shane in total awe at how beautiful he was. “Fuck Shane, you are beautiful. Can I eat you out?”
“Please Ilya, fuck.” Shane panted.
“Has been a while, might be out of practice” Ilya smiled up at Shane. Shane rolled his eyes before putting a hand in Ilya’s hair pushing him down to his wet cunt. Ilya let out a loud moan when his mouth met Shane’s pussy. The sweet taste covering his tongue. He ran his tongue across the entirety of Shane before sucking at his clit and pulling away.
“How do you taste this fucking good? Is crazy.” Ilya asked, pulling back from Shane. He looked up to see Shane panting as he raised an eyebrow at Ilya, “Ah yes you are sex demon, perfect at sex including having delicious cunt.”
Shane let out a soft laugh, “If it’s so delicious get back to it.” Ilya smirked but wasted no time going back to eating Shane out. He moved a hand from one of Shane’s thighs and placed his thumb on Shane’s clit, slowly rubbing it while his tongue began to push into Shane’s hole
“Fuck you’re good at that.” Shane moaned, and Ilya grinned against Shane as he began to lick up Shane’s pussy with long swipes of his tongue and he pushed two fingers into him, gently fucking them into Shane. Shane’s slick leaked into his mouth and Ilya greedily swallowed it all down, groaning at the taste and causing Shane to shudder as the vibrations off it ran through his body.
Ilya had eaten enough pussy in his life to know that Shane was getting close. He was leaking like mad all over his fingers as Ilya nibbled and sucked on his clit and his thighs were shaking as they clenched around Ilya’s head. He felt Shane’s fingers tug his hair hard and let out a growl. He pushed his fingers in deep and curled them hard, giving a harsh tug to Shane’s clit and he exploded. Squirting all over Ilya’s fingers and drenching his face.
Ilya felt his cock throbbing at the taste and attached his mouth to Shane and drank up all he could. Eventually Shane’s legs loosened and Ilya pulled back, panting slightly as his face dripped. He looked up and saw Shane’s eyes looking down at him, entire black again, with a fucked out smile on his face.
“Was good?” Ilya asked, still slightly out of breath.
“The fucking best. You’re mine now. No one gets that mouth again.” Shane declared and Ilya felt something warm settle in his gut that even with the revelation of what Shane was, they’d finally made it.