Hello Handsome

Disclaimer: It's all in my mind. *sigh*


~ Hello Handsome ~

He shivered, burying deeper into the comfort of his jacket and quickening his steps at the same time. He was already walking as fast as he dared to without actually running. Cursing he came to a stop as the way before him split into three paths, that looked eerily alike. He could not remember them, had in fact no idea, which way to take. Why oh why had he decided to take the short-cut through the cemetary? His dark blond hair shone in the moonlight as some clouds shifted, finally allowing some light to break through the tendrils of mists that chased each other between the stones in a twisted dance. A few grave stones of white marble gleamed in the broken moonlight, a stark contrast to the blackened night around them. The air was heavy with the smell of wet leaves and damp eart, a reminder of the rain that had poured down in the early afternoon.

Craig raised his head, easily identiyfing some trees to his far right. It was still early autumn but they had already lost their leaves and the barren twigs and boughs shimmered coldly in the pale moonlight. Small feet scurried nearby, announcing the presence of rats and probably some other rodents and creatures of the night. He still did not know which way to take. Wings fluttered above and with another deep sigh Craig decided to take the path to his left, walking away from the ominiously looming shadows of the lifeless trees.

~***~

Craig's eyes widened and he stopped, freezing on the spot. What was that? Some sound had alerted him, something that did not fit. What was it? Slowly he let his gaze drift over the silent graves, trying to tell himself that the strange feeling in his stomach was anything but fear, that there was no reason to be afraid. Still, something was different. He just did not know what had changed. Once again he heard the frantic flapping of wings, closer this time.
A cold shiver ran down his back as he started walking again, trying to ignore the screaming silence around him. This time he was even closer to running than he had been before. The moon was once more partially hidden behind the clouds and it was almost impossible to see anything. The shadows around him seemed large and twisted, mere abominations of what they usually were. A bitter taste filled Craig's mouth, making him want to throw up. Wings again.
Wings and dark, gleaming eyes right in front of him. He stopped, a scream trapped on his trembling lips.

Clouds parted once more and he could finally see. A small whimper escaped him as his eyes finally behold the terrible sight before him.
The man was naked, naked and terribly beautiful. He was taller than Craig, well-built without being chubby and had muscles in all the right places. The sharp shadows from the cold moonlight only enhanced the beauty of his chisseled face and played over his body, revealing most of the deathly pale skin and adding deep blots of darkness to tantalizing hints of shadows. Half-long brown hair curled slightly around the stranger's head, framing a roughly attractive face with dark brown eyes. The stranger smiled. Somehow the smile did not match the look in his eyes.
"Hello handsome," he whispered, his deep voice washing over Craig like a hypnotic river, "Were you going somewhere?"

"Y...y...yes, "Craig stuttered, already blushing under the intense gaze, "I was," he gulped, "Going home..."

"Home..." The stranger cocked his head, as though considering that idea, "Sounds good." Again he smiled without really opening his mouth, "Are you going to invite me in?"

Craig stared in shock, helplessly shaking his head and forcing himself not to let his gaze travel further down than the man's chest.
He shuddered as the man let his gaze rake appreciately over him, the smouldering gaze slowly travelling up his legs, settling on his groin area for a few lingering seconds, before continuing to his chest and finally back to his eyes.

"Are you sure?" The stranger whispered, his gaze burning into Craig's widened blue eyes. Goosebumbs spread all over Craig's body under the searing gaze.

With a muffled scream Craig turned and ran.

~***~

His feet thundered on the ground, some grave stones rushed past him and everything around him blurred. He had not even run far enough to be out of breath as a weight from behind suddenly knocked him off his feet.
Groaning he fell to the ground, the cold stone rushing towards him. Pain shot through his hand as the rest of his weight colapsed onto it.

"Now..." the stranger on top of him purred in a low voice, "It's not nice to run away from a conversation like that..."

"What do you want?" Craig groaned, painfully aware of the other man's arousal pressing into him.

The stranger remained quiet, his lips latching onto Craig's neck into a violent mockery of a kiss. Hands roamed over Craig's body as the stranger ripped off Craig's clothes, carelessly throwing them to the side. The thump of the clothes hitting the ground barely registered with the panicked actor.

"No!" Craig yelled, hoping that someone would hear him. His sprained wrist throbbed violently as he tried to struggle, the stones underneath him adding to his injuries. "Let me go!" He bucked agains the stranger's unnaturally strong hold on him, hoping that someone - anyone - was nearby, "Help!" He screamed, "Help!"
Craig gagged as a hand suddenly covoured his mouth, the fingers leaving oval, purple bruises on his face. The weigh on his back shifted, the stranger was now kneeling on hih, using his knees to force Craig's thighs apart.
"No! Oh god, please, no..." Craig sobbed, bucking once more. His uninjured wrist gave a sick snap where the stranger was holding it. Tears shot into Craig's eyes as his anguished howl rose into the air.
Stones and shattered glass grazed his skin as his legs were forced open, leaving small, red trails all over his thighs.
"No..." Craig moaned, almost paralyzed by fear. One of the hands let go of him, but his attacker was strong enough to keep him in place with the other one.

Pain burned into his back, a path of searing warmth that travelled along his spine. Craig thrashed around, twisting and turning his head from one side to the other as a sticky wetness assaulted his back.
His scream was unhuman, twisted beyond all proportion by pain. The stranger was driving a shard of broken glass into his back again and again, relishing in every scream he could draw from Craig. Soon Craig's throat was raw from screaming and blackness crept into the corner of his eyes. He knew that the skin on his back had been positively lacerated. The stranger's laughter was the only thing that kept him conscious.
Tears spilled from his eyes as he felt something new press into the wounds on his back, something long and hard. The other man's heavy breathing rolled like thunder in his ears as the stranger rubbed his arousal into Craig's blood, only to dip his head a few seconds later.
Craig longed to scream as the pressure was replaced by a burning tongue that lapped at the flowing, red liquid.

For a few moments the stranger remained motionless, making sure that Craig was still conscious and capable of feeling pain before he plunged into the actor with a single stroke and Craig's blood the only thing to ease his way in.
Somehow Craig managed to scream once more as the stranger grabbed his hair and yanked, almost twisting the actor's neck in the process.
He felt like he was being ripped into pieces, the hardness pounding into him was breaking him, he could actually feel it tear his insided. The tears seemed to be neverending. The stranger licked and kissed his neck, finally biting down hard directly over Craig's jugular vein. He managed to break the skin and draw blood at once. Craig moaned as a sucking sensation on his neck suddenly teased him into arousal. A few grunts and moans later the stranger reached his climax and his vile seed spilled into Craig, once more adding to the pain. Craig was beyond caring, only wishing for the sensation on his neck to continue.
The other man's heavy weight remained on top of him as the stranger finally pulled out.

Stars danced before Craig's eyes as the man pulled him up and turned him onto his back. The dirt and stones of the path cut into his wounds. Craig closed his eyes, trying to drown out the dizzyness as the stranger's face loomed above him.

"By the way," the stranger said in his way too friendly voice, "I'm Mark."

Craig groaned. Everything was spinning faster and faster around him. Colours danced behind his eyelids, blending into a cacophony of motion. Warmth trickled onto his mouth and past his lips, leaving a strange, coppery taste.

"Wha..." Craig rasped out, shocked blue eyes widening. He tried to move but found that he couldn't. His muscles simply refused to obey him.
The blackness finally caught up with Craig and he drifted into oblivion, grateful for this one chance to finally escape reality. Convulsions racked Craig's body, abysmal cramps that somehow managed to reach him even in unconsciousness.
A satisfied smile crept across the stranger's featured as Craig's heart beat thunderously for a few seconds and then, finally, stilled. Mark cocked his head, gazing into the dead blue eyes in front of him with unveiled interest.

Three minutes later, just at midnight, Craig's eyes flew open again as he sat up with a deep, shivering breath. His eyes narrowed as they found Mark.
The stranger smiled.

"Hello handsome."


~ Finis ~