The ballad of Lost Souls chapter one

Vin's head was spinning, as he had never felt this kind of feeling before. Mordred lay screaming out in pleasure as the daemon made him feel in ways none of them had ever thought possible. The screams echoed in Vin's ears, filling him with unbearable lust. He gasped as his fallen boy sank his teeth into his neck and sucked. The pleasure-filled pain was insane and made him quiver. The bite Mordred gave to his shoulder did it and the daemon could not hold back any longer. He ejaculated with an orgasmic scream as the pain was relieved. 1

"My god, Mordred, I love you," he uttered into the fallen's ear.2

The two began to kiss as a lone wolf's cry could be heard in the distance.3

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The whole world shone blue at this hour; the captivating hour just before the sun peaked over the horizon. Vin lie awake as Mordred slept, his gentle breathing soothing to his pointed ears. He stared at the last few remaining stars in the sky and wondered if there was a way he might capture one and give it to his love, that shaggy-haired fallen angel that lie next to him curled up in a ball. He even dared to wonder how this boy could have been the one to steal his heart, after all Vin was a rogue reaper of souls and Mordred was merely a gollum that took shape of an angel and acquired a beautiful soul. Vin, in the eyes of the spirits, was far higher above a gollum yet he was so deeply in love with him. As his eyes filled with tears of joy, Vin moved closer to Mordred, cuddling him as he drifted off to dreamland. 5

"Are you awake, Vincent?" a voice inquired.6

Vin opened his eyes to the blinding sunlight pouring through the trees and heard the many avians of the forest chirping. He glanced over to the shaggy-haired Mordred and smiled.7

"Ah, Mordred, good morning," 8

"Morning?" the boy chuckled, "It's mid-day, my dearest. The sun's been up six hours at the most."9

"Really?," Vin sat up and ran his long bony fingers through his long silver hair, "I didn't notice."10

Mordred sat down next to him and caressed his face, "Did you have trouble sleeping?"11

"A little," Vin replied, his voice gruffer than usual from sleep.12

"Ah, would you like some food and drink then?" Mordred asked.13

"Just some tea, thanks," Vin answered, getting up to go relieve himself, "My appetite still is gone."14

Vin was starting to get a little concerned with his lack of eating. In the past five days, he only had eaten a few pieces of fruit and one hare. His ribs were becoming more and more visible yet he felt his power increasing.15

"Perhaps, perhaps my disease is growing again," he thought and his body shuddered at the thought.16

You see, Vin was bitten long ago by the snake of Niles, one of the last of the cursed beasts. Black blood now ran through his veins, transmitted by the beast's saliva in his wounds. Because of this, Vin's life is slowly being drained away while his body becomes that of a true daemon. He already began to grow claws and bat wings when he discovered Mordred and since then his mischievous ways and demon growth seemed to have slowed down. He actually was starting to think Mordred was his cure but he could feel his body changing again and now he wasn't so sure. 17

A chill ran through him as he returned to Mordred who presented him with a cup of tea, freshly made on the campfire.18

"You alright, Vin?" Mordred questioned, "You look paler than when you left? Something scare you?"19

Vin took a sip of the tea and sighed, "I'm not feeling well. I feel...weak." Vin sat down and brooded.20

Mordred wrapped his arms then his wings around Vin, who was shaking at the moment, "It'll be alright, my love." He kissed the top of his head, "You're going to be fine. We'll get this curse out of you, I promise you, Vincent...I will do anything to save you."21

Vin's eyes were welling with tears yet he held them back and just sat there with his boy draped over him. He could feel the daemon inside growing, eating more of his life away. His heart felt so heavy in his chest yet Mordred was so comforting to him. It was almost enough to make him forget about his pain.22

It was then that he knew for sure that Mordred would never leave him...and that could be a bad thing.