Chapter 5

The bright sunshine that lit the spacious bedroom he was in hurt his light-green eyes and the pain shot up on his neck from a harsh-red bite mark, making his head ache. He was just lying there on a huge bed and he didn’t know where he was. He jumped a little as suddenly he felt a warm hand slide across his stomach and as he looked to the side, he saw the naked Gahan lying on his side, watching him with calmly glistening eyes and a little smile.

“Good morning, Martin…” he said on a sleepy deep tone. To Martin it nearly sounded like purring.

“What the fuck?!” he cried out and jumped out of bed just to realize that he was naked too. And as he stared at the other man turning on his back between the creased linen, he started to remember what’d happened. “You gave me something!”

“Yes, the truth about yourself” David said calmly.

“No, you drugged me and forced me to do things I would not have done otherwise!” Martin cried at him.

“You’re wrong” he answered as he sat up on the bed “You did everything from your own will. We just showed you the way to leave behind all the shackles your upbringing and yourself put on you. There’s nothing wrong about it.”

“The hell not! I’m not a faggot! You tainted me, you bastard!”

David sighed and got up stark naked and saw the confusion on the blonde man’s face as he quickly looked away from the taller man’s groin.

“No, don’t come any nearer!” he warned David as he walked closer to the retreating man.

“You want proof?!” he snarled at Martin with anger as he pressed him against the door and forced his lips on the curly man’s trembling lips.

“Get the fuck off of me!!!” he broke the kiss and punched David in the stomach to free himself, but the other man didn’t move just exhaled with a little painful moan as his body arched forward from the hit and grabbed Martin’s wrists, pinning them to the door next to the curly head, pressing his body against the other naked man.

“I won’t let you go until you admit…”

“What?” he swallowed hard and tried to break free, feeling the other man’s heartbeat on his own chest and the heat that came from the fragrant skin started to make him dizzy.

“That you enjoyed it…” he breathed against Martin’s lips and looked into the blonde man’s eyes from close. “That… you need it…” he went on, pushing his thigh between Mart’s legs to gently rub against him, seeing him getting weaker and weaker with every touch. “That… you need me…” he whispered and pressed his lips against Mart’s again.

The blonde man had to close his eyes for a moment as he felt their awakening cocks rub together, but in the next moment he violently bit down on this insane man’s bottom lip, drawing blood and causing a throaty moan from his captor. “NO!” he broke free and he grabbed one of Dave’s wrists with unexpected force just to twist it behind his back. Martin got behind Dave’s back and pushed the brunette man forward until he ended on the bed, his face pressed against the sheet. Martin didn’t think, because suddenly hot excitement filled every cell of his body seeing this dangerous man lying like this in front of him and hearing his excited deep groan. In the next moment – without any preparation – he rammed his aching wet cock into him, still holding Dave’s hand against his own back with a firm grip. A shiver ran down Martin’s spine as he heard the painful and lustful loud cry escape the panting man. And Martin just loved the rough way he started moving in and out of him, he loved the tight hotness around his aching erection… The feeling of having control over this handsome devil made him feel light-headed as he moved his hips roughly in a quick pace, digging his nails into Dave’s wrist and firm round ass as he pulled him on his thick shaft even more.

“Fuck yessss!!!!” David cried out loud, enjoying the violent pounding in him, arching his back to let Martin slide deeper into him. He just writhed, cursed and demanded more, grabbing his own cock after Martin let his hand go to grab David’s hips with both hands, digging his nails into his flushed flesh until he exploded into the hot throbbing tightness with a series of quick rough thrusts and a loud groan as he felt the dance of Dave’s inner-muscles around him. The other man’s last yell sounded like a wounded animal’s and was still echoing in Martin’s ears as he slid out of him and dropped on his back panting wildly.

“The heart…” Martin said on a cold and tired tone after they could breathe again.

“What?” David asked as he propped his upper-body on his forearms, still lying on his stomach.

“You know what I’m talking about. The heart you made me drink from and squeezed the blood on my body from it in the heat of the act…” he turned his tense face toward the other man. “So… when will you begin?”

“What?” David looked at him confused.

“Killing me – what else?” Martin snorted. “You do that with your lovers, don’t you? I’ve seen what you’re capable of…” he sat up, staring in front of him.

“You’re wrong. I’m not the killer” he said, rolling on his back with a sigh.

“Why would I believe you? All the evidences say that you are” he protested looking at him.

“They may say that, but you don’t know a thing” he looked into Martin’s eyes.

“Then tell me why shouldn’t I get dressed and arrest you right now after I collect one more evidence?”

“Firstly, because there’s no evidence anymore…”

“I’ll find it if someone threw it out.”

“I’m talking about eating it…” he shrugged, lightly chuckling on Mart’s shocked face” Take it easy, it was just a pig’s heart. So, secondly cuz you were drunk, having hallucinations and I don’t think your boss knows about you being here, fucking the suspect with all your might…” he said on a low tone and even purred for a moment” And thirdly…” he went on whispering “I loved Jennifer and Adam…”

Martin just stared at him and managed to take a glimpse of the pain and sorrow behind David’s mask before he got up and walked to a table to light up a cigar, the warm sunbeams glistening on his naked wet body. The curly man just watched as the smoke drifted upwards in the sunlight and soon smelled it, too. His eyes slid down on the naked back and bottom of the silent Dave, who didn’t turn around, but he could see from the tensing of his back that he told him the truth. Martin knew that probably he’ll really miss his lovers and felt sorry because of their death. Putting aside his own angry and confused feelings he remained in silence too. It was the heavy silence of grief and when David turned around with slightly red eyes to look at him, he already knew that he wasn’t the one who did those horrible things to the victims.

“Someone set me up… and wants to see me in jail, but I don’t know exactly why…”

“Do you have enemies?”

David chuckled bitterly and took a drag from his cigar, puffing smoke-rings in the air before answering. “What did you see last night?”

“An orgy.”

“No… I didn’t mean that. What did you see between my friends that were here?”

Martin stayed in silence for a few long moments then sighed and frowned. “Solidarity.”

“Right. We are like a big family, we stick together. And sadly such a big family has its enemies.”

“Then why didn’t you tell this to the police?”

Dave shook his head with a little smile and walked to the window to bath his naked skin in the sunlight. “Let’s just say that we deal with our foes in our own way.”

“So… it’s like a sect after all…”

“No!” he turned to look at the other man sitting on the bed “A family” he stated on a strange tone. Dave’s voice was determined, his love and loyalty towards this so-called family was clear in it, but there was something else: a warning to take his words serious. It was a general warning to everyone who tried to harm the members of this family. Somehow Martin knew that David would kill for the safety of these people and this sent a shiver down his spine – and strangely it felt so natural to him.

Martin nodded and looked away. His feelings were stirred up and confused as he stood up to collect his clothes and dress.

“Already leaving? I though you have more questions for me” he heard from behind his back, but Martin didn’t turn around.

“I… I need some time on my own” Martin answered shortly and buttoned up his white shirt.

“Sure…” the dark-haired man nodded still in the other side of the room, enjoying his cigar.

“But you have to know that sleeping with me won’t change a thing!” Gore turned around when he was ready to look seriously at Gahan.

“Sure it won’t…” he said watching the curly man walk out and a doubtful little smile played around his lips.

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