Chocolate-Vanilla Croissants

Ian rushed down the stairs when he heard his father’s voice. A box in his hand seemingly from a bakery and a smile plastered on his handsome face, Mr. Williams was standing near the entrance of the house talking to Hannah. He saw how his father kissed his mother and came inside handing her the box.

“What is this? Ian asked kissing his dad on his cheek.

“, vanilla and chocolate, croissants  .” Replied Mr. Williams leaving his bag on the couch.

“oh wow, it’s my lucky day. Mom made me strawberry cheesecake and you brought this” said Ian while peeking inside the box from behind Hannah’s shoulder.

“no more sweets for the day Ian,” his mother said

“only one, please mom,” Ian said with puppy eyes. He asked for help from his father but he shrugged. Hannah smiled and placed a piece on the plate for him.

“freshen up Darcy, I will set the table,” Hannah said to her husband before getting the table ready for dinner.

Having their dinner peacefully, the family shared their day with each other. Although Hannah and Ian had their share of day spent together but the individual point of view still mattered. They talked about here and there until it was the topic of Ethan and his visit the day after tomorrow. Both his mother and father teased the boy and Ian blushed. It was a cute sight to witness, and Hannah wanted to protect that forever.

Whenever she had thought of Ethan and Ian, the thought of Julian never left her side. She was scared of him and her motives for Julian were also clear. She feared the consequences of her actions for herself at the same time as she feared the future of her son.

Mr. Adam was going to visit her soon, she knew what could happen but to what extent she had no idea. The cockiness of the old man and the threat of the young supernatural being were making her edgy. Getting impatient was not a solution, but she was only human. She snapped out of her thoughts when a warm hand was placed on her shoulder. She looked up and Mr. Williams was standing there holding two cups of hot chocolate in his hands. He put the mug on the table and sat beside her at their dining table.

“what are you thinking?” he asked taking a sip.

“nothing, where is Ian?” she asked taking her cup and looking around the table.

How long I zoned out

 “he went to his room; his friend was calling him. Something from college I guess” said Mr. Williams and Hannah nodded her head. Mr. Williams wanted to ask her before but she dodged the questions saying ‘nothing is wrong or ‘you won’t get it’ but today he wanted the reasons she had for her behavior.

“I don’t you what you are up to, but I am concerned now darling.” He started catching Hannah off guard

“what do you mean?” she asked, trying to hide her nervousness,

“you tell me. I know something is bothering you. The reason you got to the hospital in the first place? It must be important, and I want to know now.” He said and eyed her sweaty hands.

“what are you saying Darcy, there is nothing to worry about. Don’t worry. Won’t I tell you If I had anything?” she smiled at him and he stared

“maybe you don’t trust me enough” Hannah looked up at him with wide eyes

“what! No Darcy, what are you saying. I trust you more than anything,” she said and held his hand

“then why don’t you tell me?” he asked a little irritated. Wanting only the best for his family, Mr. Williams was feeling helpless at the moment. He knew nothing that caused the incident couple of weeks before. He can’t let it go without getting to the reason.

Hannah looked tired in his eyes he wanted to comfort her but how? If she won’t tell him anything, he can’t do a single thing.

“I know something is there, and you are not telling me,” he said again after a long pause.

“okay…. there is, but I, myself don’t know what it is. I can’t tell you anything if I don’t know it myself, Darcy.” She said looking at him

“is someone bothering you?” he asked with concern

“no, no one is bothering me dear. I am just trying to figure out something. And I want to do it on my own.” She said and stood up, taking both cups with her. she started cleaning the table when Mr. Williams asked again.

“I just want to help, be a part of solving the problem you are facing,” he said sadly looking at the plates on the table. Hannah smiled at his concern and held his face in her soft hands.

“I will tell you if I can’t do it myself, you know that. Whom will I call if not you?” she smiled and he looked at her

“you just have to trust me on this Darcy, it’s nothing complicated but just my mind playing games.” She said and hugged his frame. Mr. Williams placed his hands around her body and sighed. He was tired after all.

“you know I was always a dependent child, never had anything to do on my own. Always ask for help from others. That is why I was famous for being a scaredy-cat, not only from ghosts but from people too. I just want to handle things that I can on my own. That’s it” she pulled away but her arms were still on his shoulder.

‘Even if I want to tell, I won’t put you in danger intentionally’ she wanted to say but remained silent looking at her husband. Mr. Williams placed his lips on her temple and kissed her for an extended second.

“I will never want you to feel low, you don’t have to prove anything, absolutely nothing to anyone. You are responsible and generous and you don’t have to ask me for trusting you. I will always trust you but I want you to trust me too” he said pulling away from the embrace.  

“I do, more than anything,” she said and kissed him passionately. Mr. Williams responded, picking her small frame so she could reach his lips.

…………………

Meanwhile, Ian rushed into his room when he heard his phone blaring that stupid ringtone. He picked up the call after checking the caller Id.

“Hey, Ryan,” Ian said sitting at the corner of his bed.

“Hey buddy, what’s up?” asked Ryan from the other side

“nothing special, just had dinner. You?” Ian asked

“going out for the party, but I called you to inform you something,” Ryan said taking a pause. He was eating something.

“what?” asked Ian, bored of his friend’s slow demeanor

“the final exhibition schedule date is shifted to Friday; we have to book our stalls on Friday so we can have them ready at the end of the month. The supplies and all other crafty shit, we have to give the list and finalize it on Friday” Ryan said

“oh…I mean that’s pretty fast. I will prepare my list then. Thank you Ryan” said Ian already waiting to end the call

“you're welcome! So what are you doing, wanna hang out!!!” he yelled through the phone so loud that Ian had to pull the phone away from his ears. Behind Ryan was some music, so loud that he had to shout but he forgot that Ian is not beside him.

“no thanks, I have to go, see you on Friday” and before Ryan could yell again, Ian ended the call.

“phew,” he said and went to his wardrobe. He took his black boxers and his navy blue silk loose top for the night and got rid of his sweater and shorts. After taking a bath, Ian settled on his bed and started making his list for the stall. His eyes were droopy so he simply slid inside his covers and turned off the lamp. Ian was a heavy sleeper which is why when a dark mist entered his room he didn’t notice or felt.

The mist entered into his room from the window and traveled to the center of the room. A body was formed in front of the bed and the Black-Figure appeared. Julian smiled creepily seeing his cute boy sleeping, curling his small fists between his chest and his pillow cushion.

Julian took a moment to admire before he gazed at the chair sitting near the table in the room. The chair moved on its own and slid across the room to reach him. Julian settled on the chair and placed his right elbow on the armrest, putting his right leg over the other, he observed the boy.

Ian had his mouth slightly open. Small breaths were coming out of his mouth and his plump thick lips were forming a little pout. Long lashes were fanning over his rosy cheeks and his frame was curled around the body pillow he had.

A strong gaze from Julian and Ian’s body started to shift. He lay almost straight on his bed. A creepy smile adorned his lips when the sheets on the boy’s body started to move away. Slowly the petite form of the younger was coming into view. His shirt was ridden upwards, and his slim waist was getting the appreciation from those lusty eyes.

Julian stood up from his seat and went towards the sleeping boy. He touched his long slender fingers along the jaw of the boy and moved his hands towards his neck. The milky surface had him gone mad. Moving his hand alongside his waist, Julian bent forward and kissed the boy on his cheek. A subtle touch of his lips made Ian stir a little and Julian stopped.  

He traced the material of the shirt before he started opening the buttons one after another. Pushing away both sides of the shirt, he pressed his hand flat on the boy’s chest. Leaning in, Julian started to kiss the boy again. He kissed the jaw line up to the side face before grabbing his face gently. Ian was sound asleep, unknown to the ministrations of the supernatural.

Julian attached his lips to Ian’s and sucked on his bottom lip. The kiss was lust full and passionate at least from the dominant. He tightened his hold on the waist of the younger and he whimpered but Julian continued kissing his lips. Taking short intervals, to let the boy breathe, Julian started again. The shortening of breath made Ian stir again and wanted Julian to let go. He was not happy with the interruption again and again but still continued.

 His hand around the waist started to move down. He rubbed gently on the hip bone before stuffing his face in Ian’s neck. The scent was intoxicating. He smelled like a baby, Ian’s skin was so soft and delicious to touch that Julian didn’t want to come out ever again. He kissed the boy at the column of his neck and hovered completely over him. The other hand was going down and down until it reached the thick milky thighs. Julian pulled Ian’s right leg over his own waist before settling between his legs. He wrapped the younger’s legs around him and bent forward to resume eating his neck.

A smile crept onto his face when he sucked on a sensitive spot earning a beautiful moan from the boy. He sucked at the spot again and bit it a little to puncture the skin there before lapping his tongue to reduce the pain. Ian hissed in his sleep but didn’t wake up, he tried to get rid of the feeling by pushing whatever was on him but his small hands got held in big ones and were supported above his head.

Rubbing his thigh with one hand and holding Ian’s arms above his head, with the other hand, Julian started placing open-mouthed kisses on the younger’s chest. His little nubs were erected and soft. They were perked, wanting attention and Julian was gladly going to give them. He kissed the carved collar bones and shoulders of the boy and let his hands slide between the thighs of Ian.

How can he be so beautiful?

In the same minute, Julian pressed his palm on Ian’s soft dick and licked a fat strip from the middle of his chest to his nipple. He took the sensitive little nub in his mouth and grazed it with his teeth, scraping a little. He sucked hard and pressed his palm hard as well. Ian, who had no experience of such things was squirming to the unknown pleasure. His hands flew to hold the sheets in his small fists and Julian continued his assault on the boy.

He kissed his way down to the stomach and dipped his tongue in the belly button, the boy squirmed lightly and huffed at the action. He traced his tongue at the slim pelvis before hooking his fingers and sliding the boxers down. He chuckled at the sight before nibbling on the soft skin. Spreading open the legs of the younger and fisting the juicy flesh in his hand, Julian went on kissing and sucking at the inner thigs. Ian’s face had that light pink hue due to his struggle for breath and pleasure.

He wanted to go a little harder but he didn’t want the boy to wake up. He wanted to devour the boy as simple as it is but his mother and that old creepy shit were being stubborn. He didn’t want Ian to get disturbed and for his mother to wake up shoving that bloody amulet in his face. He enjoyed the moment he had without much of a disturbance.

It was time to have some real fun

Julian worked his way up again the body and stopped against the shaft of the younger. He stroked lightly at the now hard erected dick, the sudden twitch made him smile wickedly at the boy and he proceeded.

He licked at the tip of the boy and licked his lips after. Ian squirmed and moaned when a kiss was planted near his shaft. Julian stood up on his knees and bent forward to touch the boy with his own body. When their body made the contact, the friction made the younger moan again. He was desiring it without knowing it. Julian started to move a little faster. He humped his body against the younger and moaned himself with the pleasure he was dying to get. But it was not the whole of what he wanted. He wanted the boy to himself, no sharing.

He breathed hard, getting near his climax was also an unknown pleasure and he was new to it. Ian breathed hard and moaned loud. His mouth got covered with another and the kiss went sloppily. Ian arched his back and cummed on his bare stomach. The body of the younger feeling tired went limp against the ruffled sheets.

Slowly Julian pulled away and traced his fingers on Ian’s sweaty face. He kissed him again before completely pulling away. He looked at his art of work, his creativity on the proclaim skin, and laughed aloud. Bruises of purple and red were forming on his skin. The boy was sleeping soundly.

“no one can take away for what I have my eyes on, you are mine and mine only. No one and I repeats no one can take you from me.” He said and turned into a mist before floating out the window. Ian was once again wagering his clothes, cleaned, and sound asleep after the adventure he went through unknowingly.

….

Julian appeared in his mansion, he laughed aloud. Chest rumbling with his laughter. He was happy, he got what he wanted without those stupid people knowing. He had the victory in his hands from the start. They didn’t know what he was, thinking of him like a normal supernatural was their fault. He laughed at their stupidity and their unawareness.

The black figures, cloaked figures were floating all around, creating a horrifying scene. They were screaming ear-piercing sounds in order to celebrate. The voice was so chilling; a normal human would have bleeding ears.

It was a start, a lot was coming for them and whoever wanted to be a part of the chaos.

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