Master Ravenclaw: part 2
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Master Ravenclaw: part 2. The door yielded easily to his inquiring hand, the wooden structure swaying open as Tommy steps onto the hallway. He had noticed master Ravenclaw didn't lock the door behind himself when he last left the snow white rabbit alone, perhaps on purpose? Anyway, Tommy had gotten very bored in his room with only stuffy old books to entertain himself, he can't read and the books didn't have many pictures so that figures. He carefully stepped onto the thick carpet in the hallway and looked around, seeing that the sun was setting as the few strips of light from the windows here and there were brightly orange. Walking slowly through the guest wing of the mansion he noticed how quiet it was, shouldn't there be servants at work? Perhaps master Ravenclaw had instructed them to stay away from him, who knows. Tommy soon walks into what seemed to be a recreation room, a large extinguished fireplace in the middle of the opposing wall with enormous bookshelves throughout the room as well as sofas and coffee tables. This must be a room to receive family visits or official guests. The room was huge and oil lamps hung down from the ceilings, mostly unlit as the curtains of the large windows were drawn open. Carefully avoiding stepping into any of the light spots on the floor, Tommy makes his way to a grand wing piano. The instrument has a beautiful shine to it and just feels incredibly majestic. Tommy has seen these in pictures and the church he went to when he was little had an organ which basically works the same principle.
He sat himself down onto the little bench and slid his fingers over the lid, opening it and staring down at the ivory keys inviting him to touch them. This all felt like a dream, some parts scary and bad but other parts like he was in heaven. Which reminds him of the question, can he still get into heaven? Does God forgive those that can't help their fate like he couldn't? At least, Tommy thinks he can't help his current state, he doesn't remember any of the events that had led up to this. His fingers found the keys and he tries to remember the teachings of his local priest, his mother had send him for lessons since Tommy had shown to have musical talent. Lessons from the priest would have cost her a good dime, but instead of asking her for a large fee, the priest had helped himself to some good groping of the young boy and more. It's considered nothing but normal around the country side in these times. Tommy's digits found the keys they were looking for and he started a clumsy play of a little nursery rhyme the priest had taught him. The piano seems a little bit out of tune, probably because it hadn't been played for a long time, but the melody sounds just as beautiful to the rabbit boy, his fingers playing more certain with every passing note. He had cried his lungs out earlier on until his body couldn't conjure up any more tears, he had completely spend everything. Tommy had cleaned up the mess on the floor from kicking over his lunch, feeling guilty about it. He thinks back about his childhood and family, about his time in service of the army and how he had deserted as soon as things got ugly and he was send out to the front. How his fellow soldiers had abused him because he was such a pretty boy. Everywhere he went he always seemed to attract the wrong people because of his looks, even master Ravenclaw seems enchanted.
Tommy stops playing briefly, his fingers resting on the piano keys as he thinks back about how every sexual male contact in his life had been either painful or unpleasant. Hopefully he just imagines master Ravenclaw is the same as those pigs. Suddenly he's startled by a voice from the door:"Don't stop. You play beautifully."The young rabbit looks around and sees Ravenclaw standing at the door, his arms crossed as he leans against the wooden frame and a smile on his face which looks slightly weird because of the eyepatch. Tommy blushes as he folds his hands into his lap, still only clad in flimsy undergarments:"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to venture out and disobey
you, my Lord."Master Ravenclaw doesn't say anything but approaches the boy, Tommy's eyes not looking up as the older rabbit male sits down on the bench besides him. With a slightly overdone gesture, Ravenclaw places his hands onto the piano keys and starts playing a beautiful classical symphony, his eye closed as he allows the music to absorb him. Tommy can't help but gawk with open mouth as the beautiful melody of the music hits his ears, filling him up with warmth and pleasantness. Ravenclaw plays for a little while more, enchanting the youth with his musical skill before ending his play and letting the last note vibrate through Tommy's body before sighing and smiling to the boy next to him. Tommy looks at the older rabbit's handsome face, obviously Ravenclaw had seen his fair share of life's difficulty despite his wealthy background.
The two sit there and look at each other for what seemed like a century, entire conversations unspoken, shared between them. Then Ravenclaw just reaches out and holds Tommy's chin, leaning forward and planting the lightest possible kiss onto the young boy's lips. Instead of being repulsed or pulling back, Tommy just closes his eyes and experiences the kiss. Just that. Experiencing it. He hasn't even realized Ravenclaw has withdrawn from him until he opens his eyes again, the older rabbit looking down at him with a knowing meek smile. Tommy doesn't say anything, he just sits still next to the Ravenclaw. The sun sets completely outside of the room, bathing their environment in a last warm orange glow and almost seemingly consciously avoiding burning the young white rabbit boy. "I do not wish to spook you, sweet Tommy. I apologize if I crossed a line," murmurs the older Ravenclaw, knowing full well how inappropriate this is, not only because Tommy is a boy but because he practically imprisoned the lad in his house for everyone's sake. Tommy seems a little lost, fidgeting with his hands as he looks for the words to express what thoughts are running through his head. "I'll leave you now," says the older male and as he turns to stand up Tommy quickly reaches over and places his hand onto Ravenclaw's shoulder:"No, please. Don't go. I don't mind."This brings a smile to Ravenclaw's lips and he sits back down, his heart fluttering whilst the back of his mind reminds him it's the dark enchantment on this young boy's soul constricting him. Nothing could come from this but pain and suffering.
Ravenclaw ignores his thoughts, shaking his head to chase them away before placing his hands back onto the piano keys. He starts playing again, feeling the young boy
lean slightly into him, Tommy's head resting against his shoulder. Is this wrong? His upbringing exclaims a resolute yes, yet his heart sings in a voice that's been silenced ever since he had lost his last love. A love Tommy reminded him so much of. After a little while longer of playing and the sky turning dark outside of the windows, Ravenclaw ends his musical revival and stands up to close the curtains. Tommy just sits and awaits what the master wanted to do next, but suddenly feeling very weak as he fell sideways on the floor. Ravenclaw hurries over and picks the boy up with little to no effort:"You're weak, you need to feed, Tommy."Setting the boy down onto one of the luxurious sofas and locking the huge entrance doors, Ravenclaw returns to the weakened boy as he discards his suede jacket and starts to unbutton his shirt. Tommy observing what the older male is doing asks in a little voice:"What... what are you doing?""What does it look like?" replies the older brown rabbit as now his upper body is entirely undressed:"You need to feed and we can't arouse any suspicion."He picks up the weak and by now slightly shivering frame of Tommy and cradles him in his arms on the sofa, setting the boy down on his lap as he presents his neck to the youth:"Go on now, drink."
Tommy shakes his head and turns away stubbornly:"No! You'll become an abomination, a monster just like me!"Ravenclaw turns the young rabbit's face towards his, his blue eye full of compassion:"You won't turn me, Tommy. For that I would need to drink your blood as well. Now please, for your own good, drink from me."With those words, Ravenclaw uses one of the claws on his paw to pierce the skin between his shoulder and his neck, a drop of blood welling up. Tommy's eyes grow big and the scent is irresistible, his arms embracing the older male as his mouth finds the source of blood and pierces the skin further with his sharp teeth. Ravenclaw winces in discomfort, used to pain and having a high threshold but this is entirely different than getting a bullet wound. Tommy's eyes roll back into his skull as he starts sucking and draining blood from the mature rabbit male cradling him, the two white globes turning entirely black as he feeds. When Ravenclaw overcomes the initial shock he almost feels a paternal instinct, nursing a young one on his essence, it almost seems peaceful and meant to be. He allows Tommy to feed for almost a minute before stating that that's enough, the young rabbit not stopping which forces Ravenclaw to forcefully push the boy off. The snow white fur around Tommy's face is stained with a blood red colour,
his chest heaving as he feels the warmth coursing through his veins, his eyes not returning to normal. Ravenclaw pants heavily as well, using a handkerchief to stop the bleeding in his neck as he feels weakened, the black state of Tommy's eyes concerning him. This is typical for mindless creatures of the night he had read in his books, a fate Tommy would befall if he couldn't find a remedy.
"Tommy, I know it's difficult but you have to listen to me! Concentrate, hear my voice. Don't let it overtake you, don't give in to its temptation. You're Tommy and you need to stay that way."The young rabbit stops moving altogether, his eyes closing. Ravenclaw sits still as he waits for what's to come, his hand resting on the pistol on his belt should he need it. He hopes not. Then suddenly Tommy's upper body rises eerily until he sits upright on the floor, his eyes opening and an intense black void has replaced his eyes, not reflecting any light. The older rabbit fears the worst and grabs his pistol when abruptly the young boy lets out a deep exhale and his eyes flow back to their original white and red. Tommy looks like he's about to cry and he leaps into Ravenclaw's arms, the older rabbit embracing the teen as he tries to comfort him:"There, there. It's not your fault, Tommy. We're going to get through this together."The young rabbit can't stop sobbing though, unfortunately he can't cry any tears anymore to relieve the pressure. Ravenclaw just holds the broken little boy in his arms for a while, offering his warmth as Tommy starts to calm down. The young rabbit's ear is pressed against Ravenclaw's chest and he meekly exclaims:"Your heartbeat is fast."This makes Ravenclaw let out a chuckle as he strokes the boy's head and back:"Yes, yes indeed. It's been quite a new experience for me too."The older rabbit male sits Tommy upright on his lap as he inspects the young male's face and chin, the dried up blood still colouring the white fur red:"We need to set a time and place for this, we can't just do it anywhere we can be seen. No one may suspect a thing."
As if summoned for inconvenience, suddenly knocks are heard from the closed doors and the voice of the head butler speaks up:"Master Ravenclaw, are you in there? Dinner is ready for you and your guest."Ravenclaw quickly pulls on his shirt and jacket, buttoning up before he tries to wipe away the blood on Tommy's chin. He sighs and then walks over to the door, letting the head butler enter:"Charles, I need you to freshen Tommy up, he's had a little nosebleed as you can see but it's alright now."The head butler looks mildly confused but then
escorts Tommy out of the room, Ravenclaw just smiling encouragingly as the young boy looks uncertain before he's taken away. Later at the ridiculously long dinner table, Tommy sits in fresh clothes borrowed from the master as he and Ravenclaw have plates of delicious foods in front of them. A perfect opportunity to practice Tommy's cover according to Ravenclaw, the servants are after all watching and standing by to their needs. The white rabbit boy doesn't look very happy about this, playing with his food as he sticks piece by piece into his mouth and chews with very long teeth. One of the maidens even asks whether he doesn't enjoy his meal when she refreshes his glass of wine and Tommy is forced to smile and make up the excuse that he's not feeling very well still. Ravenclaw smiles, the boy will be okay, it all seems to work out for now. Except the problem of his real food, after all he can't provide all of Tommy's nutrition since he would be drained in a matter of days. He'd have to find a way.
After dinner the head butler had asked whether the master wanted Tommy escorted back to his room to which Ravenclaw agreed. The older rabbit had returned to his own sleeping quarters and requested to be left alone for the day, relieving most of his staff from their duties. He had plopped down into bed, not even bothering with undergarments but just crept completely nude under the sheets and fallen asleep in an exhausted state. In his own tired state he hadn't considered that Tommy's waking cycle would shift to the night and thus he would be awake and bored for many more hours in his room. Tommy's room hadn't been locked so the young rabbit had ventured out again, in search for Ravenclaw's bedroom. The older rabbit was surprised and slightly startled when in the middle of the night he had woken from a discomfortable position and found young Tommy's arm around him as he laid together with him in his bed. Tommy seems to be asleep so Ravenclaw carefully feels the arm swung around him, turning his head trying to look back at the young boy and he saw him sleeping peacefully behind him. Ravenclaw can't help but feel his heart jump again at this development, when suddenly he realizes the young boy is just as naked as he is! With a blush, the older male can feel Tommy's nakedness press against his back, the boy still so very beautiful and awakening a very inappropriate arousal into the older rabbit. He couldn't help listening to the little voice inside his mind calling him a pervert, probably true on one hand. Ravenclaw just tries to cherish the closeness and after a long while of lying awake and
enjoying the boy's company falls back into a dreamless sleep.
Birds could be heart chirping outside as Ravenclaw feels himself returning to the world of the wake, turning in his sleep as he stretches a little. It is then that he realizes last night wasn't a dream and that a white furred arm still is clenching around his chest. Ravenclaw quickly rubs his eyes before looking back and down onto Tommy's sleeping face, the little boy seemingly peacefully dreaming. Can his kind even dream? Master Ravenclaw tries to move but the young lad's arm prevents him from going anywhere, just at that moment the older rabbit male becomes painfully aware of the state he's in, like most if not all males when they wake up. A little tent forms in the heavy sheets as Ravenclaw frantically tries to think of other things to make it go away, not wanting young Tommy to find him in this state. It of course doesn't help that his young ward is pressed up naked against him, his own smaller arousal clearly felt against his side. Ravenclaw again tries to shift away when he looks directly into Tommy's beautiful red eyes, open and awake. He quickly reaches over to his nightstand and retrieves his eye patch, putting it on before the young boy would get frightened of his scarred eye socket. Tommy seems to be able to stomach the brief sight of the older rabbit male without the eye patch pretty well as he just proclaims:"Good morning."Trying to sound like a figure of authority, Ravenclaw questions his presence:"Tommy, what are you doing in my bed? If the servants found us like this!""I've locked your door and mine, they can't come in," says the young lad in a nonchalant matter of fact kind of way, which baffles Ravenclaw, especially since he hadn't given Tommy any keys. The older rabbit male checks his pocket watch for the time and observes it's late in the morning, Charles the head butler would already have come to wake his master but apparently didn't today.
"Tommy, we are going to have to set down some rules, you can't just come into my room and sleep with me," exclaims Ravenclaw when suddenly Tommy asks:"Don't you like me to sleep with you? I thought your kiss meant you like me."Taken aback by the youth's sudden attitude, the older rabbit male just massages his forehead as he sits upright against the headboard of the bed, Tommy following him and lying against Ravenclaw's chest in a tender embrace. His youthful arousal clearly felt against the brown rabbit's leg which makes his own member throb in anticipation. This felt surreal, it all had gone so fast. Whom was enchanting whom here? Was Ravenclaw to blame
for instigating such forbidden feelings for young Tommy or was this some dark trickery? Do creatures of the night have traits of the incubus variety? Master Ravenclaw clears his throat and looks down at Tommy's big innocent eyes, probably just a boyish act but it seems genuine:"Yes, Tommy. I like you. I don't know how to feel about that, but I do feel very fond of you."This makes the snow white boy smile, hugging himself a little closer to the older male. Apparently the consuming of Ravenclaw's blood has invigorated the youth's daring attitude, restoring him to his older self a little more. But for how long? They just sit there in bed for a while, Ravenclaw stroking Tommy's head as he ponders. Luckily this means his raging hormones are calming down a little which would otherwise lead to embarrassment with the young lad next to him no doubt. Does Tommy fully grasp the nature of this intimate contact?
Without much hesitation, Tommy's hand strokes over Ravenclaw's chest and stomach, innocently exploring the older male's physique as his paw slowly descends more and more. When it touches the base of Ravenclaw's manhood, the brown rabbit suddenly grabs the snow white arm to prevent it from touching him again. Tommy's eyes meet Ravenclaw's and express confusion. They look at each other, the older male's grasp on the younger boy's arm softening but slightly trembling in conflicted emotions. The younger rabbit scoots up a little and pecks a kiss onto Ravenclaw's lips, closing his eyes as he does so. This whole situation confuses the older rabbit male immensely, wasn't he the one carefully approaching the youth yesterday and Tommy being the confused one? How did the roles suddenly become all reversed? "Tommy,..." started Ravenclaw, but his words were interrupted by the boy pressing another kiss onto his lips, the younger male's arm reach around Ravenclaw's head and pressing him more firmly into him. The older male lost his resolve and kisses back tenderly, his heart jumping in happiness, fluttering at the affection. Even the little voice in the back of his head questioning whether this wasn't part of an act to enchant and constrict the older male couldn't temper the emotions welling up in Ravenclaw's heart. A tear spontaneously rolls down his cheek as Ravenclaw reaches to cradle Tommy's smaller head in his hand as well, kissing the boy passionately with so much love which had presumed to be lost forever.
Their hands reach everywhere they could, exploring each other's bodies as they kiss with a blossoming love nothing shy of a burning phoenix rising from the ashes. Ravenclaw rolls Tommy onto his back as he starts kissing the snow white rabbit boy everywhere he could reach, pecking kisses into his neck and onto his chest, reaching lower and lower until he plants a last one firmly onto the boy's pubic area. He looks up with a questioning, inquiring look as if hesitating to go any further without permission. Tommy smiles down at him, his eyes full of trust as he strokes the older male's head fur. Ravenclaw needs nothing more, pulling back the sheets as he orally pleasures his young ward, Tommy gasping at the sensation of his first enjoyable sexual encounter with another male. The slick but rough tongue swirls everywhere it can reach, massaging and touching tenderly, then again more roughly as Ravenclaw tries his best at bringing Tommy to new plains of delight. The white rabbit boy's fingers grasp the sheets, moaning out loudly which normally would lead Ravenclaw to shush him in case anyone hears them, but as if possessed the older rabbit just continues, focusing on the younger boy's pleasure. As expected of young Tommy, he doesn't last long and suddenly his hips push up in a final exclamation of intense pleasure before sinking back onto the bed sheets. Ravenclaw crawls up, his chest heaving and his fur pearling with transpiration, the younger boy looking up at him slightly heaving his chest as well but seemingly not as much out of breath. No wonder when you don't have to breathe. The older rabbit male brings his face closer to Tommy's, kissing him on the lips as he softly murmurs:"I love you, Tommy."
As Tommy opens his mouth to reply, suddenly a few knocks are heard onto the bedroom door:"Master Ravenclaw, are you alright, sir? A few of the maidens have heard you cry out."It was the head butler, the older rabbit shouting:"Everything's alright, Charles. Just a vivid dream, nothing to worry about. I'll be out soon."The butler then proceeds to ask through the door:"Would you like for me to wake your young ward, sir? It's almost noon."Ravenclaw quickly looks down at the naked Tommy underneath him as he turns his head back at the door and shouts:"No need, he needs all the rest he can get. Leave me to prepare myself for the day.""Very well, sir," and with that the butler has gone. Ravenclaw looks back down at the young boy in his bed, his head butler isn't an idiot but hopefully doesn't suspect a thing:"Tommy, this can't happen again. You crawling into my bedroom I mean, we have to be more discreet!"Tommy just smiles and pulls the older male down for a loving embrace, which Ravenclaw eagerly returns.