Need

Author's note: There is no explanation for this craziness so I am not going to try. This is written purely for entertainment and because I couldn't help but think about this happening ever since I saw both Vampire Hunter D AND Vampire Hunter D: Bloodlust. Comments and reviews are welcome. Flames will be accepted too since I know how...odd this pairing is.

Need

Clop. Clop. Clop. The sound of his horses hooves was growing wearisome though D is not sure how to break the silence. Luckily for him, he doesn't have to. “You doing okay, D?”

“Fine,” he responds.

“You just seem...a little bored.”

“I am not sure that would adequately describe wandering aimlessly,” he comments.

“We could always go find a vampire to hunt.”

“Not right now. I told you that I was taking a break.”

A chuckle. “Someone is sick of being around those who make him remember a side of him that he doesn't like to admit to.”

“You are becoming far too bold,” D warns.

“Well, it is the truth.”

“I don't care.”

“Whether you care or not isn't the point, D. Sooner or later you are going to have to stop running from yourself.”

“I am NOT running from myself!”

“And that hostility in your tone suggests otherwise. Come on, D, admit it. You are afraid to look too closely at who you are.”

“You are growing extremely close to having me find a way to get rid of you...”

“You won't do that. Besides, who else would stick around so long with a guy with so many issues?”

D glares down at his hand. Okay, so maybe boredom was more endurable then having a heart-to-heart discussion with a parasite...particularly a parasite who just did NOT know when to be quiet. “Is there anyway I can get you to shut up for awhile?” he groused.

“Many ways...just none of which you would agree to. You know what part of your problem is, D?”

“No, but I have the distinctly unpleasant feeling that you are about to tell me.”

“Cute, D. You're attitude just sucks. You refuse to accept who and what you are and yet you expect the people around you not to judge you. You are going to have to figure out one of these days that just because you wish something, doesn't make it so and that no matter what you do, people are always going to judge others.”

D glowers at his hand. “Why must you be so annoying?”

Symbiote chuckles. “Because that is who I am.”

The vampire hunter was quite tired of this conversation. Boredom was starting to look better than this. “You are utterly useless, you know that?” he mutters, “I don't know why I continuously endure you.”

“Hey, I'll have you know that I've saved your life plenty of times so that does not make me useless.”

D decides that he wasn't continuing this conversation and just goes silent. He really, really hated talking to the symbiote...mostly because sometimes, he actually was insightful. He continues to ride until darkness falls and he arrives at an inn. He puts his horse up for the night and pays for a room. Surprisingly enough, they don't argue and he walks into a rather well-kept room. He shuts the door and walks over to the bed and collapses on it after placing his hat on a dresser next to it. “You really are in need of some R & R you know.”

“Didn't you get from the last hour that I am not talking to you?”

“Well, you are obviously talking to me now.”

D closes his eyes. “I am tired...and I don't want to deal with you.”

“You aren't going to fall asleep, D. You aren't THAT tired.”

“No, I am emotionally tired and you are NOT helping. So...unless you have
something that is useful just be silent.”

For a few minutes, there is nothing so he figures that the Symbiote has decided to actually listen to him. However, just as he is completely relaxing, his left hand slides across his shirt. “What are you doing?”

“Being useful. I told you that you need some R & R,” comes the response, “So just relax.”

Somehow that is not quite comforting. “That doesn't explain why you have taken control of my arm. I've told you not to do that unless I am incapacitated.”

“Yeah, well, you aren't in the middle of hunting anything either so this doesn't count. Besides, you'll enjoy this. You'll see.”

“Enjoy WHAT?” he demanded.

He gets no answer...except for his hand sliding down lower. He grabs his hand. “I told you not to...OW! You BIT me!”

“I will again if you try that. Just lay there and enjoy this, D.”

“Enjoy WHAT? You haven't exactly explained ANYTHING.”

“What would be the fun in that? Besides, for once, you just need to trust me. Unless you try what you just did, I am not going to hurt you.”

D doesn't answer as he is busy sucking on the bleeding wound he received and mentally ticking off the pros and cons of cutting off his left hand and tossing it tied in a sack in the bottom of a lake. It was starting to look like a really, really good idea. Until he becomes VERY interested in what the symbiote was doing. Mainly because he'd managed to slide himself INTO his pants. “WH-WHAT are you DOING!” he explodes almost lunging off of the bed. He gets no verbal response. What he does get arches his back and sprawls him back out. “Y-You...you...”

The symbiote pauses and he hears, “D, it's called licking. Would you just relax and stop panicking.”

“Why are you...”

“Because I want to...and because you need something to relax you.”

D goes to respond when the symbiote continues again and all that comes out is a soft mewling whimper. A moment later, he almost protests as the symbiote stops. “You know...this would be so much easier...if you would lose your pants altogether, D.”

For once, he doesn't argue, he slides his right hand down and in a few moments is naked from the waist down. “Much better.”

“I...,” he's not sure what he is trying to say.

“Hush, D,” the symbiote tells him, “I told you to just trust me and relax. Don't think right now, just enjoy yourself.”

D would argue because it was what he did when someone told him to enjoy himself however, he isn't given the chance as the symbiote begins again. The lack of pants gives more room and D finds the sensations deepening. He grips the bedsheets with his right hand, his breathing hard and labored.

The symbiote slowly moves up the length of him spilling pleasure through him that he hadn't experienced. However, it pales in comparison to when the Symbiote slides down on his cock. His back arches and he practically screams. He does scream when his skin his sucked on hard. The people downstairs were probably going to have a fit listening to him but he couldn't focus on that. All he could focus on was the moist heat that was almost too hot encasing his cock.

Soon all that could be heard in the room were D's varying cries of pleasure and the insistent sucking noises coming from the general direction of his cock. The symbiote was taking his time and enjoying his host, one because D tasted so good and because the hunter NEEDED to enjoy something that didn't involve slicing something up with his sword. That and the sounds he was making were extremely delicious to listen to though he doubted he'd mention that to the dhampire as it would probably be a good way never to be allowed to do this again.

When D goes over the edge, his body shudders and he lets out strangled almost sobbing sound. The symbiote doesn't release his flesh until it's completely soft. “Mmm, D, you taste sweet.”

“I...you...”

“As eloquent as ever, I see.”

D closes his eyes and tries to get the world to right itself. He was going to kill it...he was really going to kill it. Well, he was going to when he remembered how to move again. Or when he wanted to move again because he felt so pleasantly lethargic. “Go to sleep D. You can yell and scream at me later. Right now, just rest.” D needed no more coaxing then that. He curls up and is soon out like a light before he knows it. The symbiote watches him sleep and chuckles softly. “Sleep well, Dhampire. You really did need this, D.”