Masokissed

Lucius has been one of the violent damned since the battle of Silva Arsia and he is unique, reborn of a cruel mistress, with the demon of Depravity assimilated in his blood. And that demon has strange hungers and stranger offspring. He finds himself delighted with his and Depravity’s offspring. She’s powerful, beautiful, and filled with fun desires for her demonic fathers. But the vampire king, Sebastian, is also a creature of the profane and enamored by what is not his. 

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This story contains fictional depictions of erotic scenarios, some instances of abuse and a whole lot, so act accordingly! All characters are at least eighteen, all situations are entirely fictional, and any resemblance to any real-life situations is entirely coincidental. STAY AWAY IF IT ISN’T YOUR CUP OF TEA.

The Vampire King's Depravity

"The Sirekiller and vampire king of Nasferatica!" He gasped, his vigilance quickly replaced by his earlier hostility. It was expected, and I assumed he was even more scared of me than before.

"Among other things, yes. Though, the latter had been a 'political bitch' of a situation I couldn't avoid, you see. I prefer to be known as Sirekiller. It's so much more... refined, don't you think?"

He shuddered, but eased up after a while of not sensing any killer intent. This unexpected alliance promised to be an intriguing diversion, at the very least.

As we left the ruins of Shadowvale behind, I couldn't help but wonder what other surprises awaited me on the road to Maerebor.

The map in my coat seemed to pulse with potential, a silent promise of revelations to come.

The path ahead was shrouded in mystery, fraught with danger from both the supernatural forces we had witnessed and the tenuous nature of our own alliance.

Ashes and Revelations!