His Touch is of Ice - Chapter 1

His Touch is of Ice: Chapter 1
By Kody Boye1

He was everything Jason could ever want in a man. Tall and handsome, with beautiful blonde hair that was cut close to his head on the sides but jutted out just that small bit on top in the front. The man looked just like a movie star. He couldn’t place what the cut was called, but damn; he was beautiful and that’s all that ever mattered to Jason.
The first time Jason had saw him, the man had been sitting in the corner of the small, Chinese-themed café that he liked to frequent. It was as if he was drawn to the man, and it was then that he knew there was an attraction. The point seemed to be proved that the man was gay when a woman who had tried to hit on him got shut out of the ballpark with a simple, shy smile and the few words which the man had spoken: ‘I’m not attracted to women.’
What a shock that had been, both for Jason and the woman. The woman had stomped away with tears in her eyes, while Jason felt the world crash around him in possibilities.
The man was sitting only a few tables away from Jason, and he knew that he had to take his opportunity. He wasn’t sure how many other gay men frequented the café, but he knew that if he didn’t take the chance he now had he would regret it for the rest of his life.
“Just stay calm,” Jason told himself as he brushed the bread crumbs off his sleeves. “You don’t want to make yourself look stupid.”
Jason wasn’t the best at getting a date, and it hurt his sex life badly. He had only had one guy hit on him in his life, and he was sure that the guy had only dated him that one time. A pity date some would call it, but that night had been enough. It hadn’t gone past the bar, but he wished the night could have ended at his house, in his bed.
Maybe Jason would be able to get this guy to like him.
Jason was only a few feet away from the man. He mustered up his courage by taking a slow, deep breath--the deep breath a teenage boy would take when talking to the guy he liked for the first time--and walked up to him.
“Excuse me,” Jason said. “Do you mind if I sit here?”
The man turned his head only for the briefest moment before he turned his head away, a small smile crossing over his lips.
“If you want, I don’t care.”
Oh God, Jason thought as he slid into the opposite seat. He actually said yes, please don’t let this be a dream.
It wasn’t a dream; Jason even pinched himself to prove it.
“So,” the man said. “What’s your name?”
“Jason, Jason Scar,” Jason said, offering his hand. “Yours?”
“Guy Winters,” the man smiled as he reached out to shake Jason’s hand. “It’s nice to meet you, Jason.”
“It’s nice to meet you too,” Jason said. “I’m sorry for interrupting you if I did...I just felt a little lonely over there by myself.”
Guy lifted his coffee cup to his lips for a moment before returning his eyes to Jason.
God, what a mysterious man, Jason thought. His eyes must hide everything.
Jason bit the inside of his cheek to keep himself from smiling. He didn’t like to smile around a guy he’d just met because, in his opinion, it was bad luck. It was luck that he even got the nerve to come over to the table and ask if he could even sit by the man.
“It’s a nice night,” Guy said. “Don’t you think?”
Jason gave a small nod, but he barely heard anything past ‘nice night.’ He just nodded because the man had directed the words at him. Sometimes, when he introduced himself to a man, the man would just be quiet and sit there, leaving him feeling stupid and vulnerable.
Are you just going to act like a stupid prick? Why don’t you say something to him?
“It is,” Jason finally said. “I’m sorry, I don’t mean to act like I am.”
“No,” Guy said with another one of his small smiles. “I kind of like the way you act.”
Strike one! You’ve got him hooked, Jason.
“I...I guess,” Jason said, feeling heat rush to his cheeks. “I’m sorry.”
Guy smiled at him. He felt the heat rush away from his cheeks. He had been nervous after Guy said that, and now it was evident that the man was attracted to him.
“So, where are you from?” Jason asked after the moment of silence. “I haven’t seen you around town. Did you just move?”
“Yeah, I just moved here from Florida. California’s a nice place.”
Jason smiled and looked up as the waitress came over.
“Can I get you anything to drink, sir?” she asked, looking at Jason, then Guy. “Or you?”
“Get us both dark coffee,” Guy said, turning his eyes toward Jason. “Is that all right with you?”
Jason nodded and watched the waitress walk away.
“Thank you,” Jason said. “I appreciate it.”
“It’s no trouble,” Guy smiled, sitting up and leaning across the table so his face was only a few inches away from Jason‘s. “Besides, I like you.”
Jason could only smile at Guy’s words before took the coffee the waitress set on the table.
“Thank you,” they both muttered before the waitress smiled and walked off.
The two of them sat there for several moments before Guy looked up from his coffee.
“You want to come to my place?” Guy asked. “We could talk and get to know each other a bit more.”
Jason smiled. How could he refuse Guy’s offer after he was being so kind to him? Guy had allowed him to sit at the table with him, ordered coffee and said that he liked him and the way that he acted.
“Sure,” Jason said with a smile.
Guy smiled and picked up his coffee.
Jason noticed that the man seemed to like drinking his coffee when it was fresh out of the maker, very fresh out of the maker.
It must have been hot.
Guy didn’t seem to mind it on his hands; they must have been cold.2

Jason hadn’t expected Guy to be so into him when he had walked into the man’s small apartment. It didn’t take very long for Guy to turn around, draw him in and passionately kiss his mouth. After Guy started to undo the buttons on Jason’s shirt, he couldn’t refuse.
They had gone into his room and had sex for what seemed like hours before Jason was too tired--too drained--to go on.
“Guy,” Jason said as the man drew him closer to his naked chest. “I’m too tired.”
“I just want to kiss you,” Guy said, kissing his neck. “That’s all I want, Jason; just let me kiss you.”
Jason nodded and stayed on his left side as Guy to kissed his neck. Guy was an electrifying man, and Jason wasn‘t going to deny him anything. Guy knew how to make another man feel like he was the best thing in the world just by the way he moved his hand, where he put his mouth, in what position he entered him.
“Jason?”
Jason came out of the trance he was in after Guy spoke.
“Sorry,” Jason said. “I dozed off there for a minute.”
“That’s all right,” Guy said, setting a hand on Jason’s chest. “Let’s go to sleep, all right?”
Jason was more than ready to sleep. It seemed like Guy had drained all of his energy, especially after necking.
“Does this mean we’re boyfriends?” Jason asked as the bed shifted from Guy’s weight, the man rolling over and turning the bedside lamp off.
“If you want,” Guy said. “I don’t care.”
Jason nodded as Guy wrapped his arms around him.
If you want to? Jason thought as Guy kissed his cheek one last time before settling in. You just made love to me for hours and you said, ‘If you want to?’
Guy Winters was a very mysterious, dark man indeed, but Jason didn’t believe he was bad for his personality. Jason could feel that it was hard for Guy to get attention, never mind have a sexual partner. He had watched Guy at the café and immediately identified the same shy personality trait that he himself had. Guy didn’t seem like the shy type, but Guy also didn’t seem the type to fuck a man for hours.
Go figure.
“Night,” Jason whispered. “Thank you.”
The only response Jason got was the sound of Guy’s breathing.
Jason was satisfied with the response.
At least he had a boyfriend now.3

Jason woke up in a bed that was freezing cold. Jason was alone, and somehow, had rolled over on the side of the bed that Guy had been sleeping on.
God, Jason thought, shivering. He must have uncovered last night. I’m freezing.
Jason moved back to his own side, envying the warmth. He frowned before opening his eyes and looking at the red wallpaper. He rolled over until he was on his back and placed his hand on Guy’s side of the bed.
The bed was cold.
“Guy?” Jason called, sitting up. “Are you here?”
Jason waited, but didn’t hear his boyfriend call back. When he started to rise from the bed, he saw a note on the bedside table.4

Jason, I had to go out to get us something to eat. I’ll be right back. Please don’t leave.
Guy.5

Jason nodded and stood, gathering up his clothes before walking into the bathroom and getting in the shower. He moaned as the warm water ran over his aching body. He didn’t mind the ache, but it still hurt. The only thing that kept him from thinking about it was the fact that Guy had given him the pain and pleasure.
Why had the bed been cold, and why had Jason been so tired last night after Guy kissed his neck? Was it because of the lovemaking, or was it because Guy had kissed him?
“No, that’s stupid,” Jason muttered, running a hand through his hair. “I wouldn’t get tired just because of a kiss.”
But what if he did get tired because of the kiss? What if the mysterious man that he had talked to and then had been picked up by was the reason he was tired? What if Guy wasn’t all that he seemed to be?
No, you just thought he was mysterious, not odd. Mysterious men can be strange sometimes, but as he showed you last night they can be great lovers.
Jason nodded and turned the water off. Guy was a great lover and he was looking forward to getting to know Guy a bit more. Now that he thought about it, he felt guilty about not getting to know Guy a little better before they’d had sex, but he had gone with the flow last night. It hadn’t been his idea to initiate sex; it had been Guy’s.
Jason heard the door shut from down the hall.
“Jason, are you still here?”
“Yeah!” Jason called. “Give me a second.”
Jason dressed from the waist down and walked out of the bathroom with his dirty, sweat-stained undershirt in his hand. Guy was unloading a bag of early-morning food from some restaurant.
“Sorry, I tried to wake you up but I couldn’t,” Guy said, turning, revealing the slight amount of peach stubble on his cheeks. “I’m glad you stayed, Jason.”
Jason nodded, smiled, and for the first time in his life, he stepped up to kiss a man that he liked.
“What was that for?” Guy smiled.
“Because I wanted to,” Jason said. “Did you know that was actually the third time I had had sex with somebody?”
“No,” Guy said. “I didn’t...You don’t mind staying for breakfast, do you?”
“No,” Jason said. “But...Could I...Umm...” he trailed off, rubbing the back of his neck. “Never mind.”
“What is it?” Guy frowned. “Tell me, Jason.”
“No, it’s silly, I couldn’t possibly burden you...” Jason trailed off, watching Guy’s face. He could see the smile that was blossoming in Guy’s cheeks.
“You want to move in with me, don’t you?”
Jason gave a guilty nod.
“If you want to move in, I don’t care,” Guy said. “I could use somebody to warm me at night, Jason. I feel so cold when I’m in my bed alone, but last night you made me feel so much more alive.”
Jason smiled and stepped into Guy’s embrace, feeling Guy’s lips on his neck. His neck was one of Guy’s favorite spots.
A shiver ran down Jason’s spine.
“Guy,” Jason said. “The food’s going to get cold.”
Guy pulled away. Jason felt a bit dizzy afterward, but he shook it off, mistaking it for the occasional shiver that he had.
“It’s not much,” Guy began. “They’re egg muffins and biscuits, all they had was the early-bird specials.”
“It’s ok,” Jason said. “I’m just happy to be here with you.”
Jason looked up to see Guy’s smile, and when he saw Guy’s smile, he smiled. It felt good to have somebody actually love him, to have somebody give him attention when he could have easily just kicked him out last night after the sex.
“I need to get this fuzz off my face,” Guy said. “I’ll be out in a minute or so.”
Jason nodded. Guy’s hand touched Jason’s for a brief moment before he disappeared into the bathroom.
Guy’s hand was cold.
“Just the weather,” Jason muttered.
He lifted an egg muffin to his lips and took a bite out of it, looking out the window. The world seemed such a beautiful place when there was somebody to share it with. He stared out the window for a long time.
Guy’s arms wrapped around Jason before he nuzzled his smooth cheek against Jason‘s.
“Did I do all right?” Guy asked. “Is it all off?”
“Yeah,” Jason said. “It is.”
Guy kissed Jason’s cheek before he settled into the chair next to him. He watched Guy take a bite out of a biscuit before he stood and walked to the fridge, where he pulled two sodas out, sliding one across the table and to Jason.
“I didn’t know what to expect when you just walked over to the table last night,” Guy began. “I was afraid I was going to get hell from some badass guy for making that girl cry.”
“No, I was more nervous about you not liking me than I was worried about the woman. Besides, I wanted to talk to you before somebody else came up.”
Guy smiled.
“Do you think somebody else would have come up and stole me, Jason?”
“No, I just wanted to talk to you, that’s all.”
Guy smiled and took another bite out of the biscuit.
“What? Is there something wrong? You’re looking at me like you want to ask me something?”
“Why was your side of the bed cold this morning?”
Guy turned his head down to hide the shocked reaction.
“I was by the window before I got up,” Guy said. “I got back in bed and sat there before I left.”
Jason nodded, but in the back of his mind, he could tell that Guy was hiding something. For now, he wouldn’t force Guy to talk about something as little as his side of the bed being cold; he didn’t want to risk damaging their beginning relationship.
“All right,” Jason said with a small sigh. “I love you.”
Jason felt more than heard the silence that came from Guy before he answered.
“I love you too.”6

Passion had burned through their bodies when Guy had asked to make love to Jason again. Jason didn’t refuse. It had lasted almost as long as last time, but this time Guy had climaxed and then collapsed on Jason.
“Why do you like kissing my neck so much?” Jason gasped.
“Do you mind me kissing your neck?” Guy asked between the kisses. “I kiss you on the lips and on the chest too, Jason.”
“But you go for my neck almost every time.”
Jason shivered as Guy sucked the flesh of his neck. It didn’t stop with the shiver; he began to get cold, so cold that he started shaking.
“Guy...” Jason whispered as cheeks went numb. “Please...You’re hurting me.”
Guy yelled and jumped away. Jason shivered before looking into Guy‘s eyes.
“Jason...I...” Guy shook his head and let tears spill from his eyes. He came back to the bed and embraced Jason, wrapping the two of them in several blankets before Guy started to sob.
“Guy...Please, tell me what you are,” Jason whispered, touching Guy‘s cheek. “I need to know if we‘re going to keep loving each other.”
Guy’s tears fell down his face, and when Guy pulled Jason close to his chest, Jason could hear his boyfriend’s soft sobs.
“I’m a vampire, Jason. I feed off your life energy because I need to keep myself alive. I went too far this time, and I’m sorry. I can understand if you don’t want to be with me anymore if you’re afraid of me.”
Jason shook his head and wrapped his arms around Guy, envying the warmth that his vampire lover held.
“No,” Jason said. “I wouldn’t leave you just because you’re different. I knew there was something different about you. I can’t change that, but I love you and that’s all that matters to me. I don’t care if you’re human or not. If you’re a vampire, I don’t care; I still love you.”
Guy shifted them back on the bed, and from there, Guy held Jason like he was injured or hurt. The warmth was returning to Jason’s body, and now that it was back all he wanted to do was fall asleep.7

The next morning, Guy‘s arms were still around him. When Jason stirred, Guy whispered.
“It’s all right,” Guy said. “I’m here, and I’m sorry if you’re still cold and hurting, Jason.”
“No, I’m fine,” Jason said, wrapping his arms around Guy’s chest. “I’m still a little cold, but it’s nothing a warm bath won’t get rid of.”
Guy nodded, but when Jason tried to get out of bed, Guy lifted him up into his arms.
“Guy?”
“You don’t mind me bathing with you, do you?”
Jason shook his head, allowing Guy to carry him into the bathroom and set him into the shower. Jason watched as Guy fingered for the warm water before he crawled in, and when he did crawl in Guy shifted Jason up onto his body.
“Guy, you’re so cold,” Jason said. “If you need me, I can give myself to you.”
“No, Jason,” Guy whispered. “I’ll be fine, I drained too much of your life energy out of you last night.”
“I can’t believe that you’re a vampire,” Jason said, looking into Guy‘s eyes. “But you are, right?”
Guy nodded and closed his eyes as the warm water started to flow along their bodies.
“Guy, do you feel it? Do you feel the cold that I feel on your skin?”
“Yes,” Guy said.
Guy’s hand trailed down Jason’s back.
“I feel it, Jason. I felt it every day before I met you. It hurt so bad before I felt your touch, Jason. You help ease that pain that I feel.”
“It hurts, doesn’t it? It hurts to be what you are.”
“Yes,” Guy said. “But as long as you love me it doesn’t hurt as bad.”
Jason nodded and kissed Guy resting his head on Guy’s chest.
“You’re so innocent,” Guy said, stroking his back. “You know that, right?”
“What?”
“The perfect innocence,” Guy smiled. “I know that any other man wouldn’t love me as you do, Jason, especially after finding out what I was.”
“I won’t leave you, Guy,” Jason said. “I won’t ever leave you.”
“You’ll still stay with me, even though I’m one of the horrors that aren’t even supposed to exist in this world?”
“I will, Guy, I will.”8

Jason looked up and over at Guy, watching him. Guy sat in a chair reading a book by lamplight, his handsome facial features cast over in dark shadows that made him even darker than he usually was. When Jason had first seen him in this light at the café, he hadn’t known what to think of Guy.
Now, as Jason sat in his own chair, watching Guy, he realized that Guy was probably the darkest creature in the whole world, but he was a loving dark creature. Jason smiled. He slept with darkness, an immortal who promised him anything and everything he wanted.
“What’s wrong?” Guy asked, looking up from his book. “Jason? Is everything all right?”
“Yes, everything’s fine,” Jason said. “I’m sorry, I was just thinking about a few things.”
Guy nodded, slipped his bookmark into the book and stood, beckoning him to come before he turned off the lamp.
“We need to go to bed, it’s getting late.”
Jason nodded, following Guy down the hall and stripping out of his clothes when he got to the bedroom. Jason helped Guy out of his clothes and the two of them crawled into bed together, Guy snuggling his face into Jason’s neck, not kissing or sucking on the flesh.
“You don’t need to feed off me tonight?” Jason asked, resting a hand on Guy’s naked side.
“No, I don’t,” Guy whispered. “Let’s just lay together, Jason. I want to be with you forever.”
Jason nodded.
Jason wanted to be with Guy forever too.
“Could you… Make me like you?”
Guy’s weight shifted off Jason until he was leaning on one elbow, his other hand resting on Jason’s side.
“Is that what you want, Jason, my love?”
Jason nodded.
“I don’t want to grow old and lose you, Guy. I don’t want to lose my love for you.”
Guy smiled.
“It’s all right, Jason,” Guy said, touching Jason‘s cheek. “Everything will be all right.”
Jason nodded and placed his head on the pillow, closing his eyes before he felt Guy get on top of him.
“Guy...”
Jason felt Guy push in gently before he placed his head close to Jason’s neck.
“Just hold still,” Guy said, kissing the flesh. “Just hold still.”
Jason nodded and let his body become cold under Guy’s powerful lust. When he heard Guy grunt, he knew that Guy had climaxed. Jason cried out as his whole body went numb. Guy pulled out and kissed him.
“When you are no longer cold, we will be together forever,” Guy said. “Together forever, my perfect innocence.”
Jason felt his heart blossom in heat at Guy’s words.
Together forever...
It was all Jason could ever want.9

The two of them leaned against the wall, trying to be as casual as they could be. Guy was smoking while Jason had his arms crossed over his chest, trying to shake away the cold that he felt over his body.
This is how he felt, Jason thought, glancing at guy. This is how it feels to be cold.
This wasn’t the cold that a person had when he was cold; it was a cold that ran all the way down into the blood. It was a cold that came with a curse of beautiful immortality, a beautiful immortality that preserved men for all of time.
“You all right?” Guy asked, offering the cigarette.
Jason took the cigarette and placed it to his lips, taking a long, deep drag before speaking.
“Yeah,” Jason said. “I’m cold.”
Guy nodded and accepted the cigarette as Jason passed it back to him.
“It’s all right to feel afraid… Everybody feels afraid, you know?”
Jason nodded and sighed, pulling his jacket tighter around him, letting a cold breath pass from his lips.
“Why are we here?”
“Don’t you remember?”
Jason nodded.
It was so they could feel warmth.
Guy had said that the gay men came down this alley because it was the easiest way to get behind the gar bar that was right next door. It was where the men went to get blowjobs and maybe pick up a guy or two for the night.
“Yeah, I remember.”
“Jason, if we only get one guy, we’re going to have to be careful,” Guy warned, dropping the cigarette, stamping it out. “You know how it was when I was draining you. You nearly froze to death.”
“We’ll take turns,” Jason suggested. “And make sure not to hurt him.”
Guy nodded and whispered for Jason to be quiet as a man started down the alley. The man was a normal-looking man; he wore a brown suit and had a haircut like Guy’s. He was probably a lawyer with a wife who expected that her husband was late every night because he was, ‘Working at the office a little later than he had expected to be.’
“Excuse me,” the man said as he caught sight of them. “Is this the alley that leads to… You know?”
“Oh, yes sir,” Guy said, standing at his full ehight. “You’re looking for services?”
“Uh… Yeah,” the man said, scratching the back of his head. “Thank you.”
“We can give you anything you want,” Guy said, stepping forward, placing a hand on the man’s chest. “Wouldn’t you want two men instead of one?”
“I… I don’t have that kind of money.”
“We’re not interested in the money,” Guy said, leading the man deeper down the alley “We’re interested in giving you pleasure.”
Jason followed Guy and the man down the alley, turning down into the alley that ended in a simple brick wall. Guy spun the man around so that Guy was facing the man’s back.
“So,” Guy said, unbuttoning the man’s jacket. “You want anything special?”
“N-No,” the man stammered. “No.”
The man let Guy remove his blazer and t-shirt, which left him in his undershirt. Jason told Guy to leave the man’s pants be as he slid his hand up and under the man’s undershirt, rubbing at his chest.
“Does that feel good?” Jason asked, kissing the man’s neck.
“Y-Yes,” the man stuttered. “Yes.”
“My, you’re getting quite excited about this, aren’t you?” Guy said, stepping up and wrapping his hand around the tent in the man‘s pants. “Were you looking for someone to blow you?”
The man only gave a small nod. Jason caught sight of Guy falling to his knees, beginning to undo the man’s belt.
“Jason, stop,” Guy said.
Jason let his lips fall away from the man’s neck and continued to rub his hands around the man’s chest, tweaking the nipples with a slight pinch.
“No, come up here,” the man said. “I want you both up here.”
Guy obliged and stripped the man out of his undershirt as he rose, bending his head to the man’s chest and capturing a nipple between his lips.
“God…” the man moaned before Guy started kissing his neck. “Oh…”
Jason could tell that--by the man’s moans--he had just had an orgasm. Jason turned the man’s head toward his own and kissed him, grinding himself into the man’s back as he slid his tongue into his mouth.
Warmth blossomed in Jason’s chest and it continued to spread as he felt the man’s skin grow cold. He felt the man’s shivers and shortly after that heard his whimpering, but he couldn’t pull himself away. It was as if he and Guy were fighting for dominance over the warm life that was flowing through the man’s body.
“Ugh,” the man said as Jason released his hold on his lips, running his tongue across the man’s neck before sucking on the flesh. “C-C-Cold.”
“Shh,” Guy whispered, kissing the man’s chest. “It will soon be over.”
Crystals of ice erupted on the man’s naked skin and hair, his breath visibly blue as if it was the dead of winter. Around them, the air grew cold as the man succumbed to the powers that cold could inflict to the body.
The two of them stopped when they felt the life drain out of him.
“Oh God,” Jason said, letting go of the man, the body crashing in a heap below them. “We killed him!”
Guy could only stare at the body below them. His eyes were full of fear, a fear that Jason had never seen on his face before.
“I’ve never killed before,” Guy said. “Never.”
Jason nodded and sighed.
“What do we do now?”
“We leave,” Guy said, bending down and picking up his jacket. “We’ve just killed a man… our fingerprints will be on him.”