Oh Where, Oh Where Are You? | Sambastian

samfromtheblacklagoon:

blood-smythe:

Sebastian had been born, well turned, a great hunter. Ever since his first night as a vampire he had a knack for seeking out young gay males, his favorite snack. Like any of his prey finds, Sam was beautiful. Like any good hunter, Sebastian took time to appreciate his prey, to look for weaknesses to pinpoint. All Sebastian was getting so far was the young wolf was as dorky as they come. Wait. Scratch that. At least Sam didn’t look like a total nerd, he dressed normal enough. Thank god for that. Sebastian didn’t think he’d be able to handle it if the boy word suspenders, and other nerdy paraphernalia .

There Sebastian stood, at the window of the comic store. Peering in, the vampire pressed one hand against the glass. So far away, yet so close. Thump..thump..Sebastian was able to hear the wolf’s heart beat,who seemed unaware of the impending danger. He drew his lips back, licking them over with his tongue. Despite the horrible smell werewolves tended to give off, they were still delicious little treats. It was killing two birds with one stone really: Get fed and rid this town of one more wolf. 

Fixated on the boy, Sebastian noticed instantly when the wolf sensed something wrong. Ah, he knows someone is watching him. Took him about long enough. Sebastian took this as his que to enter the small shop. There was no longer any point in being a creeper now that the boy knew. Silently, Sebastian strutted inside the store, no longer attempting to hide his presence to the boy. ” Hey, Sammy.” Called the vampire with a wink. ” Looks like I’ve won our little bet, huh?” Tilting his head to the side, Sebastian walked towards the male, running his finger over the shelves of overpriced comics. Sebastian stopped in front of the wolf teen, nose crinkling up at the horrid scent radiating off the blonde. ” Well?” he asked, pushing the comic Sam had been holding down. 

Sam had paused only for a second, then he’d gone back to reading like nothing was wrong. Still the feeling of being watched was different than usual. Normally, he always felt like he was on display for other’s enjoyment. He didn’t see why, but he knew most people found him attractive. The gaze on him now though didn’t make him feel like that. What it did make him feel like was trapped, the thing was he didn’t get where the trap was? His nose twitched a second later as he heard the door to the shop open and close. A scent came in that put him on edge, he couldn’t tell what it was though.

He remembered it slightly from school and sometimes when he went through town. It even reminded him of the house he was currently residing at with the other wolves. He disregarded it though as he sensed someone walking toward him. A second later, he turned to catch a guy walking toward him. Even before his name left the other’s mouth, he knew who it was. Sam’s smile was instantaneous and he even managed to flush at the wink. “Hey, Seb.” He gave a fake mournful sigh and lifted a shoulder in a shrug. “Looks like it.” As he drew near, the smell that caused his nose to twitch earlier increased and the blond blinked slowly as he realized it was coming from Sebastian. Interesting.

With a roll of his eyes, Sam let the other push the comic in his hands down. He closed it then turned to place it back where he’d gotten it. That moment to himself had him also realizing that Sebastian’s gaze was the one he felt on him earlier. Now that he was closer, it almost felt like the guy was caressing him. “Well. Do you want to get out of here?” He turned back to the other with a lift of his eyebrows. As soon as he’d spotted him, Sam could tell this wasn’t Sebastian’s scene. If anything, he was surprised the other had even taken a step inside. He guessed he really wanted to claim his prize. “C’mon. I don’t know about you, but I’m not that into being voyeuristic at least when I barely know you.” He started heading to the door and tilted his head back at the other. “What are you waiting for?”

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Oh Where, Oh Where Are You? | Sambastian

samfromtheblacklagoon:

blood-smythe:

Sebastian yawned, fangs fully extending as he did so.  The vampire stretched out in front of his computer slowly dragging his tongue over the two pointy teeth that he loved so much- Sebastian didn’t love much, just blood, men and his own body. It appeared as if he had a little wolf to go after, one that didn’t seem to have much clue what he was. Perfect. Taking him out should be a breeze. It was shame that he’d have to kill the boy too, he really did have such a cute face. Ugh, Why did some of the cutest boys be wolves? He really hated that, because he couldn’t stand their stench. Pollen season didn’t hold a candle to what it felt like to always have mutt in your nose. 

Since Sam didn’t seem to know he was a vampire being able to toy with him for a while could be possible, and it was his intention. Sam’s smell wasn’t as strong or repulsive as the other wolves  which led Sebastian into believing that Sam was recently bitten. He shouldn’t be a tough kill when the time game. Sebastian remembered when he had first smelled Sam at school. The scent had been mixed in with that of the rest of his pack, but he was able to distinguish all the wolves’ scents. Tracking down this one wouldn’t be a challenge. 

Pausing his thoughts, Sebastian retracted his fangs. His tongue swiped over his gums, mouth already aching to have them back out. He was a hungry little vampire, one that could snack each and every day on a pretty male neck. Just the thought alone of sinking his fangs into someone’s neck was enough to make him groan in desire. However, he couldn’t think about that now. He’d eat later, after he won his little game with the puppy. Standing up, Sebastian pushed away from his chair in one faster than light fluid motion. 

Everything was set for him to go out tracking. The attire he wore was simple pants, tight enough to show off his round ass, and a stripped polo. For walking he wore toms. The rest would be even easier. The vampire quickly made his way outside, standing in his doorway in the cool night Lima air. After taking in a unneeded breath Sebastian let out a light growling noise, an instinct when he was out on a hunt. His gaze turned cold and his face pulled up into a dark smirk.  He stared out into the open road, beginning to search for the wolf’s diluted scent. Once he found it, he was off, traveling faster then the eye could catch down the road. 

Where he ended up was the last place he would of expected. A comic book store. Just what kind of wolf was this? Sebastian slowed his pace down, coming to a standstill by the window of the small shoppe. He leaned against the wall, peaking in slightly threw the window. His green eyes caught sight of the boy instantly, making them switch to red. There was his prey, beautiful. He watched the boy, unblinking. His eyes slowly faded back to their bright mischievous green. He was still very much in hunting mode, wanting to sneak up on the boy, but not daring to go inside yet when he had such a perfect view of him here. 

Sam clicked post then got up from his bed where he’d been lounging around for the past few hours. The other wolves were all off doing random things and he’d stayed behind to go web surfing not feeling in the mood to go be social. Sebastian seemed to have changed that and drew out a side of him that hadn’t come out in a while. Not even any of the pack had been a part of his playful banter yet. He’d locked it up since the attack that left him cursed. Somehow this boy had found the key and seemed bent on collecting. Not that Sam had a problem with it; he thought it might even smooth things over with his pack if he started talking instead of using his usual one word responses.

He’d only been with them for a while, still adjusting to the feeling of being around people again. Sam was also going back to school now, which was weird since he’d been avoiding it since he left his family. It was hard having to go back when he was dealing with learning all about being a werewolf. Not to mention, that apparently this town had a vampire coven living in it. He probably attended school with them and had no idea. He sighed as walked to the bathroom then stripped his clothes off to take a quick shower. Once he finished, Sam wrapped a towel around himself and headed back to his room with his clothes in hand. He put them aside and picked out something new to wear. He ended up with a blue plaid button down and a pair of tight fitting jeans. He couldn’t remember when he last wore them.

After rolling on some socks, he completed his outfit with a pair of black Converse that had seen better days. He ran a hand through his wet hair then picked up the forgotten towel he’d dropped before changing. He used it to dry his blond locks as he walked back to his bed. Sam sat on it and kept one hand towel-drying his hair while the other typed one handed on the keyboard of his laptop. He’d been thankful that he’d gotten it a couple of years ago for his birthday. It was old, but he’d kept it in good condition like most of the other stuff he’d brought with him when he ran away. His eyes automatically went to the guitar case to the side of the room. His fingers twitched and he dropped the towel in his hand. He hadn’t played in so long and he found himself finally wanting to again.

Instead of going to get the guitar though, Sam picked the towel back up and tossed it to where his dirty clothes were. He then shut off his laptop and grabbed a few things before leaving the room. He walked around the house until he found one of the other wolves. He let them know where he would be and ignored the warning he’d gotten in return. He figured if he ran into vamps where he was going they shouldn’t be too terrible. A small smile had his lips curling as he crossed the threshold of the front door. He closed it behind him and started heading off to the comic book store.

It didn’t take him long to get there, having found a short cut to it already. When he wasn’t at school or helping out to restore the house, Sam spent most of his time here. He’d done so ever since he came to Lima. It wasn’t a big place, but it was local and reminded him a lot of the one back home. Well this is your home now, Sammy. A sigh escaped his lips as he walked around the store. He picked up the first issue in the new Avengers Vs. X-Men series and started reading where he stood. He got about half ways when he realized he was being watched.

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