Dark Night

Nikolai

My eyes had caught him without him even noticing. When I send him the invitation without my fellow friends and heathen members knowing I had fucking dreamed of the moment of being finally able to chase him. Every cell in my body was yearning for this night and I knew he would come because my precious lotus flower was curious like that. He might fool everyone in the world but not me. Never me. I could see right through him, recognize him for who he was. My little precious fucked up and darkest desire.

The posh boy from the King family I wanted to ruin. Some might think that staying out of trouble and especially out of the wars between the clubs would save you from any harm and distress. It would provide you security because you weren’t getting involved with the politics. You thought you were being pacifistic, peace loving and nice. But in reality, people who thought like that were the first to go. The first target. Because they were the ones against war, against blood. Soldiers knew the rules and played by it. No matter the loss but people like Brandon stopped the fun and the game. They were killjoys trying to show power in areas soldiers couldn’t reach. People like him thought they were better, smarter, more mature than we were but we were defending what we believed in while people like him watched people like us fight their wars.

I hated them. People like Brandon.

The oh so perfect humans on this planet that strived forward, past us by using our fights to succeed in the first place. That’s why I called him lotus flower. Lotus flowers were known to blossom in the most disgusting waters. The dirtier the water the brighter and more beautiful the flower. They were spoken holy in certain cultures and known to blossom with the sun and fucking hide when the night came. No one cared about the water and what it experienced to become so dirty but everyone focused on the pretty flower on it. I believed those fucking flowers only looked perfect because their surrounding was ugly. That’s how Brandon was. He was surrounded by dirt and mud. By evil and destruction but blossomed like the prettiest flower on this planet. Like a lotus flower he wasn’t effected by the dirty water hitting him and just cleansed himself in the most elegant way. Letting bad and evil roll off of him as if they were pearls of water droplets. He was the picture of purity and I wanted to fucking destroy that. And I didn’t care how beautiful he wanted to appear and how much he wanted to uphold his fucking perfect petals - I wanted to be the tornado in his life that would tear him apart.

With a loud noise the night started and we watched the contestants running away in fear of getting caught. Of course I wouldn’t wait 10 whole seconds to give those fuckers a head start - I fucking waited for weeks for this day and wouldn’t willingly wait another moment. The other members of the Heathens agreed and shortly after we spread out to spill some blood. Whiles others chose their preferred weapons I went with the obvious - my bare hands. There was nothing more pleasant than to feel each punch and each damage you could do to someone’s body. The feeling of their panicking pulse beneath your hands when you chocked them or twisted their limbs. My fellow friends were totally missing on the drill because they were fucking idiots. I rushed over the field and put everyone down that I could catch but my main focus was the pretty boy running ahead and hiding behind bushes thinking I wasn’t able to see him. I let him have that for a moment when I captured two runners that tried to trick me by moving at the same time and knocked them out by crashing their heads against each other. They groaned in pain and fell to the ground. Another one suddenly shot up from a hidden place and ran past me. I chuckled darkly and caught him in mere seconds when I pulled him back by his hair, dragging him across the ground. 

„Stop please, I’m out! I’m out“ he whined like a pussy. I purposefully pulled him by his hair between the trees right across the bush where Brandon was hiding and kicked him in the guts with no mercy. He groaned in pain whimpering when I pulled him up by his collar and punched him across his fucking face, his rabbit mask cracking in half. He went limp between my fingers but the moment I saw blood running down his nose and mouth I couldn’t stop myself. My adrenaline was kicking, eyes dilating at the thrill, at the power that I was holding in my hands. I punched him multiple times, dragging more and more blood out of his body when suddenly someone grabbed me by the neck and pulled me back.

„Let him go, you’re going to kill him!“

Brandon stood between me and the unconscious boy when he kneeled down to check his pulls. The way he was touching the boy so delicately, checking his wounds and carefully laying him in a position that might help him be more comfortable made me see red. I jumped at him and like the guy before pulled him by his hair, dragging him across the ground deeper into the forest.

To my surprise he didn’t say anything and only hissed in pain when I pushed him into a dark corner between the trees.

He was panting by the time I towered over him and pushed back against a tall tree. 

„You don’t get to choose who survives this or not. Everyone agreed on the terms“

„Killing was prohibited“

„Accidental killing wasn’t“

Brandon scoffed. „If that was accidental what does murder look like to you“

A devilish grin spread across my lips as I moved towards him, loving that I was taller than him, making him appear more breakable in my presence.

„You wanna know dainty lotus flower?“ 

He withheld my look, eyes locked on mine when his tensed body was waiting for me to make the next move. I wanted to choke this boy, feel his panicked pulse against my fingers but at the same time there was this thing, this blockade, something that was stoping me from demolishing his pretty face like I did with the boy before. I’ve never been in a situation where I wanted to kill and rescue someone at the same time. I wanted his disgustingly perfect outlook to fall apart but at the same time I wanted to protect that perfect face from anyone who dared to look at it with their disgusting and not even close to perfect eyes. With a sudden move I grabbed the others throat, locking his jaw when I got closer to look at those deep eyes that were peaking behind the mask. Just like I imagined I felt his pulse quickening beneath my fingers and fuck it if it didn’t make me hard like a granite. 

„Do it already“ Brandon hissed, jaw locked between my fingers. He wanted to get out already. He really thought I’d fight him and break him so easily and let him go. But I wasn’t done yet. I didn’t have my take on him yet. 

„Such a pretty boy“ I whispered darkly when I stroked my thump over his bottom lip. I felt him swallow beneath my hands when I grabbed his dick suddenly through his pants. He gasped and pushed back, punching against me.

„What the hell, what are you doing?“

He tried to push my hand off but I only grabbed his dick harder making him moan reluctantly. „No you tell me dainty lotus - you act all superior but this excites you apparently“ It wasn’t a lie. I felt his already semi-hard dick thickening more, making mine jump in response. „Stop this“ he whined when I pushed my body against his, the noises of screaming and announcements of the fallen contestants in the air. „I’ve never tainted something as precious as you“ I growled when I freed his dick out of his pants, now pumping the thick cock in my hand. „And I bet you never had your pretty morals get destroyed by a monster like me“ we both looked down at my hand pumping him, Brandon panting when my mouth watered at the view. Never was I interested in giving someone head as I was a greedy bastard and let all the bitches work for me and my pleasure. Their pleasure was a given because they all were masochistic fucks and loved to be in pain and the thrill of being with a psychopath. Brandon though, I wanted to tarnish. I wanted him to look at me and remember that he had the mouth of the devil around his dick that gave him sinful pleasure. I dropped down to my knees and looked up with a glint. I shoved the mask off my face and winked at him. Of course he already knew that it was me, my tattoos a dead give away. Still there was something so intimidating by me lifting my mask because it showed him that I knew who he was. I pushed the mask back and licked over my lips. „One wrong move and I’m not above biting it off“ I warned and engulfed him in my mouth. Brandon groaned loudly in pleasure before he smacked his own hand over his mouth. I released him instantly and smacked his hand off his face. „Don’t you dare lotus flower. You can’t hide this sin from no one - especially not from me!“ I got back to business again and sucked him with a groan in the back of my throat, loving how he was shaking beneath me, fighting against himself and against the pleasant feeling. „S-stop“ he whined and I only chuckled around him. His voice was barely a whisper and we both knew that he didn’t want it to stop. I cupped his balls and deep throated him when a long moan left his lips and he grabbed my hair pushing my face further down. I looked up at him with a knowing look when my eyes widen at Brandon’s expression. Though the rabbit mask was hiding half of his face, pure bliss was written all over his expression as he looked down at me with hooded eyes and bottom lip between his teeth. I was in awe. I grabbed his ass and pushed further, ignoring the pain in my throat when I flattened my tongue and pulled slowly back by grazing my teeth on the underside. That did it for him apparently when hot liquid shot down my throat and I sucked him clean until he was done. I released him with a plop and wiped my mouth with the back of my hand, grinning up at him, slowly standing up. „I’m gonna keep you tonight“ I decided and barely let him adjust himself again when I pulled him into the mansion, ignoring the people running past me.

„W-wait what“

„You’re mine tonight lotus flower“

„What no - I’m out of the game. Let me go“

I chuckled and ran with him inside, pulling him on my lap. I tilted his head back with two fingers and grinned up at him. 

„Too late for that. Who do you think got you in this game in the first place?“