Umbert clambered into the vampire's mansion with ease, the window only creaking slightly as he fitted himself through the small opening. The usual dusty wooden floors of the house were replaced by a rich crimson carpet. Umbert glanced around the space, taking in the rather lavishly decorated room, devoid of the common dust and cobwebs throughout the rest of the manor. The priest's guard lowered fractionally as confusion replaced his drive to battle his foe. The man's gaze landed on the bed on the far side of the room, massive and shrouded with deep green silk curtains. The bed itself was adorned with an assortment of black and green blankets and pillows. In the center was a single figure, draped with one of the lavish blankets. 

Umbert froze, knowing that this could be his chance to finally catch Misterman by surprise. The priest took a step forward, his hand already reaching for the stake attached to his belt. 

The vampire suddenly sat up, his red eyes instantly locking with Umbert’s. Umbert froze, his hand resting on his stake and what was likely a guilty look on his face. The vampire, rather than snapping instantly, smirked at the priest. 

“If you wanted to court me you could have just said so,” Misterman teased, much to Umbert's frustration, “it’s rude to break into people's rooms before you even ask them on a date, Father Umbert.” The vampire chastised in a teasing tone. Umbert brandished the stake, already prepared to give his same speech. However, the vampire was out of the bed in a flash.

Misterman tackled Umbert to the ground, moving with unnatural speed that shocked the priest. The hand that held the stake was pinned while Misterman’s other hand landed on Umbert’s neck. The man's breath hitched as the vampire’s grip tightened around his neck just enough to make breathing a conscious effort. Umbert thrashed under Misterman’s grip, though it caused the vampire to tighten his grip on the priest's neck further, the pressure making Umbert's head spin. The feeling wasn’t from the loss of breath, but rather from something Umbert couldn’t name as his face suddenly felt hot. 

A low, strangled moan that Umbert hardly registered was suddenly ripped from the priest's throat. Misterman stiffened, his grip loosening fractionally. Umbert froze as well, his face feeling even hotter than before, the stake falling from his hand with a quiet clatter. His pulse rushed as embarrassment replaced his earlier adrenaline, staring up at the vampire with wide eyes. Misterman’s face flickered with brief shock before his expression was replaced with an intrigued stare. 

“Oh my, Father Umbert, what was that?” The vampire asked teasingly, his thumb pressing on Umbert’s pulse with a curious flicker in his eyes. Misterman leaned closer, pressing his body against Umbert’s as he got close enough for their noses to touch. 

“I can feel your heart racing,” Misterman murmured, he thumb circling Umbert’s pulse point, eliciting a shudder from the man, “fuck, you’re gorgeous.” The vampire breathed as he tightened his grip again, the priest trembling under the attention, unable to form words under the stimulation and feelings he had never experienced. A whimper slipped from Umbert's lips, shaky and small. The priest wasn’t even sure Misterman heard the noise until the vampire paused his mistrations, allowing Umbert to draw in more air. 

“Do you want me to stop?” Misterman asked softly, pulling himself away from Umbert with more effort than he wanted to admit. The priest barely bit back a whimper at the loss of contact, his mind at war with itself. Umbert squeezed his eyes shut in an attempt to regain some sense of control.

“I…I don’t know.” Umbert breathed out, his face flushing an even darker shade of red. The feeling of being pressed against the floor, held in place by the dominant vampire, made something in Umbert’s heart burn with desire but he had sworn himself to chasity. It was an internal war of carnal lust and religious shame. Misterman brushed a strand of hair back from Umbert’s forehead, his touch tender. 

“Umbert,” the vampire said softly, the gentle tone making Umbert’s eyes open out of curiosity, “I won’t do anything you don’t want to.” Misterman told the priest in a soothing tone. A tense silence settled over the two of them, Umbert’s racing heart feeling like it was going to burst out of his chest with each second that passed. The vampire was gentler than Umbert had expected, his words and actions giving a sense of safety despite the precarious position between the two. There was no judgement, no expectation, just Misterman looking at him with a reverence that made Umbert’s breath catch. The priest took a shuddering breath, looking up at Misterman with pleading eyes. 

“Keep…keep going.” Umbert whispered, his voice barely audible. Misterman smiled gently, leaning down to press a tender kiss onto Umbert’s temple. The vampire pulled away, reaching for the top buttons of the priest cassock. “But at least get us in the bed, you mannersless heathen, it’s right there.” Umbert quickly interjected as he brushed Misterman’s hands away. The vampire rolled his eyes. 

“Such a prude.” Misterman muttered as he hoisted the priest up with seemingly no effort at all. The vampire laid the man on the silken sheets, crawling on after him, looming over the priest with a look of pure lust. Misterman quickly leaned into Umbert’s space, capturing his lips in a heated kiss that stole the man's breath. The kiss grew more insistent, Umbert letting out a small gasp as Misterman’s pointed canines pricked his lips. The vampire took the moment to delve his tongue into the priest's mouth, claiming and exploring it with fervour.

 Misterman pulled back, leaving Umbert to catch his breath as he began to fumble with the priest's cassock. The vampire deftly unbuttoned the first few buttons at the top of Umbert’s cassock before losing his patience with a soft growl. Misterman forced the robe up and over Umbert’s head while the priest did his best to aid the borderline feral speed that Misterman was moving at. 

“Why are you wearing so many layers?" Misterman grumbled as Umbert started unbuttoning his undershirt. Umbert rolled his eyes as the last button opened, his shirt falling away to expose his upper body. 

Misterman took a moment to admire Umbert's newly exposed skin, finding his eyes drawn to the man’s rapidly rising and falling chest. The vampire licked his lips and leaned down, latching his mouth onto one of the priest's sensitive nipples. Umbert cried out in surprise as his hands fisted in Misterman's hair. The man’s voice dissolved into a whine as Misterman dragged his tongue over the hardening bud, savoring the shiver elicited from Umbert’s body. 

“Do that again.” Umbert breathlessly demanded, his composure completely lost as Misterman complied, pinching his other nipple between his fingers while he bit down again. Umbert arched his back, pushing his chest forward with a high pitched moan. “M-more!” The priest huffed as he trembled under the attention. 

“You’re insatiable,” Misterman commented, laving his tongue over Umbert's other nipple, drawing out another moan from Umbert, “fuck, I can’t wait to hear you…” The vampire breathed as he sat back on his knees, grabbing at Umbert’s belt, opening it just far enough to undo the front of Umbert’s pants. The vampire removed Umbert's dress pants, leaving the priest in only his boxers, his arousal obvious. Misterman's deft fingers slid into the waistband of Umbert’s boxers, the vampire's eyes fixated on the priest’s face as he slowly pulled them down. 

“Beautiful,” Misterman rumbled approvingly as he revealed Umbert's hard cock, "absolutely beautiful...” Umbert’s face flushed with a mix of embarrassment and pleasure. The way Misterman spoke to him made Umbert feel so cherished, so valued, it stroked a fire in his soul he didn’t know was there. Misterman wrapped his hand around Umbert’s straining length, his thumb teasing the leaking tip as Umbert gasped and writhed under the touch. The vampire slowly stroked the priest’s length from tip to base in a steady rhythm, drawing moans and whines from the man beneath him. 

“M-Misterman,” Umbert panted, his hands gripping at the sheets beneath him as his pleasure was reaching an unbearable peak, “please, please…” The priest whined with tightly closed eyes, unsure of what he was begging for. Misterman leaned down, never slowing his strokes, his lips brushing against Umbert’s neck. 

“Let go for me Umbert,” the vampire encouraged, his voice hypnotic as Umbert’s moans reached a fever pitch. The priest's back arched as he came with a hoarse cry, his release spilling over the vampire's hand in thick, white ropes. Umbert trembled and whimpered as the aftershocks wracked his body, Misterman watching his unraveling with a pleased smile. 

“Good boy.” The vampire praised as he gently released the priest's length. Umbert practically melted into the silk sheets, coming down from the euphoric high of such a lustful act. Misterman peppered the man's face with gentle kisses, trailing down to Umbert’s neck as the priest shivered under the attention. The vampire pulled away with a satisfied look. Umbert’s eyes flicked away from Misterman’s, landing on his crotch where the vampire's arousal was very obviously pressed against his dress pants. The priest felt a renewed rush of heat as he shamelessly stared. 

“W-wait,” Umbert huffed, making Misterman pause, “you haven’t…” The man trailed off, embarrassed despite the acts he had just indulged in. The vampire smirked down at the man. 

“What?” Misterman questioned teasingly, his hands coming down to rest on Umbert’s thighs. “Use your words.” The vampire encouraged, smirking down at the priest. Umbert glared at Misterman, though his gaze held no real malice. 

“You’re impossible…” Umbert grumbled, averting his gaze. Misterman’s hands slid further up the priest's thighs, stopping just before he reached Umbert’s steadily rising cock. The man spread his legs with a shaky exhale, fluttering his eyelashes.  

“I want all of you.” Umbert breathed, his voice trembling as Misterman’s eyes glinted with a fierce hunger. The vampire leaned back, reaching for the buttons of his own shirt. He deftly undid them, slowly shrugging the silk off his shoulders. The vampire’s lean torso was exposed, revealing the thin scars dappling his skin. Umebert briefly wished to map each one with his hands, to worship the body of the man before him until he had each mark memorized. The thought dissipated as Misterman tugged down his pants, the outline of his cock even more obvious, making Umbert’s carnal desire for the vampire increase tenfold. 

Misterman finally tossed his pants and boxers to the side, revealing his considerable length fully. Umbert’s eyes widened at the sight. Dear Lord, how could someone so sinful be so beautiful? The priest wondered for a moment before Misterman’s hands grabbed at his thighs again. Umbert drew in a sharp breath as Misterman nipped and kissed his inner thighs, the vampire seemingly desperate for any taste of the man's flesh. Umbert let out a shuddering whimper as the vampire’s head dipped even lower, his warm breath ghosting over the priest's hole. 

“Misterman…” The priest said breathlessly, his fingers tangling in the silk bedsheets as he gripped them harshly. Misterman leaned in, delivering an insistent lick upwards. Umbert shivered, his body unsure of the unusual but not unwelcome stimulation. Misterman repeated the action until he was able to pull short whines from Umbert. The vampire took the priest's positive reactions as a sign to go further. Misterman started to dip his tongue into the priest's tight passage, easing his tongue into Umbert’s pliant body as slowly as he could manage, ignoring the burning hunger twisting in his gut. He wanted to do nothing but pound Umbert into the mattress, fucking the priest until he could no longer walk. But he had to be patient, he couldn’t go too fast, fearing he’d scare off the inexperienced man. 

Umbert's breathy whimpers slowly evolved into soft moans as Misterman’s tongue delved further into his tight passage. The vampire’s hands possessively gripped Umbert's thighs as he continued to fervently tongue and lick the priest's hole. Umbert’s cock steadily dripped precum onto his stomach as the man moaned and subtly squirmed under the constant attention. After several minutes of Misterman’s eager preparation, he finally pulled away, leaving Umbert panting and desperate for more. 

Misterman released his grip on Umbert’s thighs, allowing his legs to fall open on the bed. The priest stared at the vampire in an almost hypnosis as Misterman brought his fingers to his mouth, lewdly coating them in spit. Umbert had no doubt Misterman was doing it on purpose. Teasing him, making him wait for it, drawing it out. Umbert began to imagine Misterman teasing him, touching him until he was moaning, bringing him to the peak of pleasure only to make him beg-

“Are you ready?” Misterman rumbled, one finger tracing gentle circles around Umbert’s entrance. Umbert’s breath caught as he stared into the intense gaze of the vampire looming over him. The priest shuddered again, collecting himself just enough for a simple, breathy response. 

“Yes,” Umbert replied, “please…” The man added, his voice high and needy. Misterman steadily eased his finger into the clutching heat of Umbert’s body. The priest whimpered, his body tensing at the unfamiliar sensation. Misterman leaned down, pressing soft kisses across Umbert’s chest. 

“Relax, darling.” The vampire purred, pushing deeper into Umbert’s passage as the man panted. Misterman steadily pushed deeper, closely observing each shiver and whine from Umbert, determined to pleasure his partner. “You’re beautiful.” Misterman breathed, his finger finally buried to the last knuckle within Umbert’s body. The vampire paused as he allowed the priest to adjust, watching the man's face intensely. He wanted to see Umbert come apart, to lose himself to the lust and pleasure only he could give. Misterman suddenly laved his tongue over one of the priest's sensitive nipples as he gently thrust his finger. The dual sensations shocked Umbert, a loud moan pressed from his throat. Misterman gently added a second finger, his patience beginning to wear thin. 

“Misterman…” Umbert whined, squirming as the vampire briefly worried he had pushed too fast, “more, more please…” The man begged, rocking his hips unevenly, trying to gain more friction. Misterman was more than happy to oblige. 

The vampire steadily fucked the priest with two fingers, quickly adding a third to satisfy the man beneath him. Umbert moaned and whined, his body shifting under Misterman’s constant attention. The fucking of the vampires finger, the gentle licks across his nipples, it was building up almost too fast. But Umbert wanted more. He needed more. He wouldn’t be satisfied until the vampire gave him everything. 

“Hah- Misterman, I need you…need you inside me!” The priest cried as the vampire buried his fingers deep in his willing body. Misterman smiled, licking a long, slow stripe across Umbert’s nipple again. 

“As you wish, angel.” Misterman purred, removing his digits from Umbert's needy hole, leaving it empty and aching for more. Umber whimpered at the loss but was quickly met with the sensation of Misterman’s cock rubbing teasing circles around his entrance. The man huffed impatiently, pushing his hips closer, desperate to have the vampire inside him. Misterman smirked at the desperation from his lover, vowing to wring as much pleasure as possible from the man beneath him. The vampire began to push forward, watching for any signs of Umbert becoming overwhelmed. The priest tensed as Misterman’s cock head breached his tight hole. 

“Relax, Umbert.” Misterman murmured as he pressed a tender kiss to the priest's neck. Umbert’s nails dug deeper into the sheets as his eyes squeezed shut. The priest’s heart was beating wildly, his breathing labored.

“I’m trying,” Umbert whined, “it’s very intense.” The man managed as his eyes fluttered open. Misterman hummed against Umbert’s skin, continuing to slowly push forward. The vampire groaned at the heat wrapping his cock, the tight walls clutching him almost unbearably. Umbert managed to relax fractionally as Misterman buried his entire length in his trembling body. The vampire paused, rubbing gentle circles on Umbert’s inner thighs, allowing the man to adjust. Umbert drew in several breaths, barely collecting himself as his frustration began to build. “Move, I need it, please, please, please…” The priest begged, his back arching slightly. 

Misterman was more than willing to indulge. 

The vampire slowly pulled back before pushing his cock home again. Umbert moaned lowly, his eyelashes fluttering in a manner that almost hypnotized Misterman. The vampire moved his hands to grasp Umbert’s hips better, contining to gently fuck the man beneath him. Misterman reveled in Umbert's increasing moans as he steadily increased his pace. He would have the priest claimed as his alone by the end of the night. He was going to give Umbert everything he ever wanted. The vampire grunted, his arousal reaching a fever pitch as his moved his hips faster, aiming to fuck the priest even deeper. 

“Right there!” Umbert suddenly cried out, his legs wrapping around Misterman’s waist, attempting to pull the vampire impossibly closer. Misterman gripped the priests hips even tighter, fucking into Umbert’s body with enthusiastic fervor. The priest's moans and whimpers spilled freely from his slack lips, the man completely losing himself to the carnal pleasure. Misterman continued his frenzied pace, his unhuman strength rocking the bed with each thrust. Every movement forced beautiful noises from his partner, serving to fuel the vampires impossible to satisfy lust. 

“Oh God,” Umbert whimpered, “Misterman!” The priest cried as he could feel his pleasure climbing to a peak. Misterman groaned as he continued to thrust into the man, determined to make him unravel. With a final thrust that struck Umbert’s prostate, the priest came with a sharp cry of the vampire's name. Thick ropes of cum spurted from his aching cock, painting his stomach with the evidence of his pleasure. The vampire continued fucking the priests cleching passage, his stamina inhuman. 

“Fuck, you’re incredible angel,” Misterman panted, the sound of skin against skin and Umbert’s whimpers filling the room, “you’re so perfect, so good for me.” The vampire rumbled, still fucking into the priest body with unnatural force. Tears of overstimulation pricked in Umbert’s eyes but he continued to subtly rock his body against Misterman’s, his oversensitivity only serving to heighten his pleasure. Umbert’s whines and cries spurred Misterman on, the vampire rutting into the man in an almost feral manner. Misterman groaned as he was reaching his own limit.  

“I’m going to fill you up angel, claim you, make you mine.” The vampire growled, his eyes flashing possessively. Umbert moaned pathetically at the words, his mind running wild with the idea. 

“Yours, all yours…” The priest managed to say, drool and tears streaking down his face. Umbert's dazed words were the final push to Misterman’s orgasm, the vampire burying himself to the hilt as he came with a harsh grunt. His hot seed flooded Umbert’s passage, the unnatural yet arousing feeling triggering a final, pitiful climax from the shaking man. Misterman rutted into the priest's pliant body a few more times, reveling in the feeling of his cum filling Umbert’s passage, claiming the man in such a carnal way.

The vampire gently withdrew his cock from Umbert’s clutching heat, causing his cum to slowly leak out of the priest's now unplugged hole. Umbert whined at the feeling of the thick substance trickling down his ass, pooling on the sheets beneath him. Misterman took a moment to appreciate his lover, his hands resting on Umbert’s hips, his thumbs moving in lazy circles as Umbert shuddered under him. 

“You did wonderfully, angel.” The vampire murmured as Umbert looked at him through half lidded eyes. The priest’s chest still heaved with the effort of catching his breath as Misterman stood from the bed, vanishing into a side room before returning with a clean looking cloth. The vampire gently, almost reverently, cleaned Umbert’s stomach and hole with precision. The man let his eyes flutter closed as he allowed himself to be maneuvered like a ragdoll. Umbert’s breathing evened out as Misterman rustled around the bed, suddenly placing himself directly next to Umbert. The priest cracked open his eyes in time to be rolled on his side, facing away from Misterman who pulled him against his chest, a strange sound rumbling in the vampire's chest. It wasn’t a growl, rather something that was almost comforting, akin to a purr. Umbert sighed tiredly and allowed himself to be held, basking in the attention and afterglow. 

“Rest now, you must be tired.” Misterman said in a hushed voice, his breath ghosting over Umbert’s ear, eliciting an involuntarily shudder from the man. Umbert could only hum in acknowledgement before sleep claimed him.