Among the Moonlit Mansion (Closed with The PregMaANcy Pact)

[Klayko]

Story: It's Springtime with just a little cold weather left over from the previous season of Winter. April Snaps, some like to call it, but cold all the same. The college of Crestmore thought it was a good idea however to go camping as a form of extracurricular activity out among Science Majors, those who were particularly excelling among Wildlife studies and Biology as a result. These are young adults however and one way or another, they have to explore. Enter two friends, who happens to find themselves lost on this particular night after settling in to the cabins hours ago. It's cold out and they need somewhere to find shelter from. To their luck, there's a gated mansion nearby. Maybe they'll find some luck. 

Name:
Age:
Height:
Weight:
Other Descriptions:
Race:

Name: Maor Prescott
Age: 21
Height: 6'0"
Weight: 190 lbs presently
Other Descriptions: Slight Olive Skin, A lean and muscular physique with curves in all the right places complete with green eyes. Identifies as Straight, but that's clearly going to go South. His hair is usually short but can flow out if left unchecked. He also has thin body hair due to tattoos he recently acquired: An Eagle with spreaded out wings around his upper back and neck, a Lion's face and Mane on the back of his Left Thigh just a little near his muscular and bubbled butt and an ankh on the right side of his right thigh. Wears partially thick facial hair.
Race: Human, his Ethnic Background being Israeli and Caucasian from his parents. 

Name: Adam Vermillion
Age: Appears in his Middle Twenties but has lived for thousands of years
Height: 6'4"
Weight: Appears around 200 pounds, but can lift several tons
Other Descriptions: Shaggy dirty blond hair, piercing crimson coated eyes which can glow and hypnotize as a result alongside his suave deep voice and an overly muscular physique complete with partially thick body hair. Has a brother who owns the mansion as well.
Race: Vampire and outwardly appears as a Caucasian male.


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It was a bit cold, but thankfully Arman was wearing his windbreaker coat with earmuffs to boot. He wasn't alone outside for the night however. Beside him was his friend, who had gotten lost as much as he did. 

"You just had to take a bathroom break," the male stated with a slight accent and a chuckle. "We probably should have turned in the opposite direction. I feel like the cabins were back that way."

They had been arguing about where the cabins were at for the longest and even tried to go in one another's suggested directions. They've walked past a few water creaks and even come across a few roadsides, but they had not in fact found the cabins. Now with the night over them, it was getting steadily colder and they needed to find somewhere to stay the night or snuggle up and rest if they had to. Fortunately for them, the more they kept pressing, the more it led them to a brick-laden fence with a set of lights, cameras and phone pager to boot. 

"Should we give it a try," he asked. "It's not like we have anything else to lose."

He pressed the button and to some mysterious surprise, the metal gates electronically sprung open. Was that a good sign or a bad one? Maor waved at the working camera with a slight smile, thanking whoever was letting them in.

[The PregMANcy Pact]

(Bit of a warning, I tend to suck at paragraphs)
Name: Ethan Aliot
Age: 20
Height: 5'7
Weight: 140 lbs
Other Descriptions: Has short brown hair and green eyes, and slightly tanned skin. He is overall slim but curvy where it's needed, primarily his wide hips and big ass. Like his friend Maor, he identifies as straight but has never had a girlfriend and is a virgin. He can be described as a late bloomer, as it appears he hasnt quite finished yet due to his awkwardly high voice that still cracks, and occasional acne issues.
Race: Human, caucasian male.

Name: Carl Vermillion
Age: Appears to be about 18, but is actually thousands of years old. He is much older than Adam despite his appearance(he was turned sooner) but to the few public who know of the two, he is stated to be younger.
Height: 5' 4
Weight: Appears to be about 140 pounds, but is quite strong, perhaps stronger than his brother.
Other Descriptions: He has slightly wild curly blonde hair and and crimson red eyes. While short, he is quite well toned underneath his typical suit. He is not related to Adam by blood. Carl was a very loyal servant to his vampire lords and was later gifted with vampiric powers himself. Thousands of years later, he shared the mansion with his brother Adam.

Ethan was wearing a large fur coat to keep warm, it was so big it almost made him look round. He was mostly silent aside from teeth chattering as he let his friend Maor take the lead on their journey.

"I don't think I like this, do you really think someone would open the door like that just for us?" He saw his friend push onward through the gate. "Well, I suppose we don't actually have many other options, it could be hours before we find another place." He passed through the gate as well, watching the camera, which followed his gaze. After both men passed the gate, the gates closed. A very large mansion appeared in view, however.

[Klayko]

(You're totally fine. That was merely done to help break some of the ice about the beginning of the thread lol)

Maor shrugged. "Someone is watching us. Don't worry though. If everything goes bad, we can run for it and if it gets worse than that, I'll keep us safe."

Maor wasn't sure what to think of the gate opening, but he clutched his silver crucifix for a form of hope. There's no way someone would do something twisted to them after all, right?

"Maybe if we just explain what happened," he said with a slight dropped jaw in awe at the size of the large mansion. "They'll try to help us out as much as possible."

Seeing all the eerie statues out among the front yard and hearing the water flow from the fountain certainly made him feel a bit tense, but as he walked up the steps and knocked on the large door, he noticed the gates behind them were now closed. The door opened and before them stood a female, short and chubby in stature and dressed in a maid outfit.

"Good evening," she stated. "Come in. It's awfully cold out there!"

Maor looked at Ethan a bit before gesturing for the shorter male to head inside before him, Maor thinking that may be more safe before walking inside.

"Thank you so much," he stated to the maid. "We got a bit lost out from our cabin and was just looking either to get pointed in the right direction."

"Nonsense," she cutted him off. "We can point you in the right direction come dawn. I'm sure our tenants wouldn't mind you staying here for the night. In fact, they may enjoy the company. My name is Elaine by the way."

Naturally, Maor gave his, following the short maid as she led them inside the warm candle lit mansion which bore the aroma of scented candles and perhaps something akin to a meal being prepared.

[The PregMANcy Pact]

Ethan, as usual, let Maor do the talking. He was distracted by the impressive but eerie interior. Everything was well kept and clean, but something seemed very off. The majority of the furniture seemed ancient, as if it was made in the 1600's or earlier.

He jerked a bit once he noticed Elaine had removed his coat, making his slim and curvy frame more noticeable. He was wearing a green and blue flannel shirt and skinny jeans that indented his large ass. "o-oh! Sorry! Thank you for the help, miss!"

Elaine led to the pair into a rather luxurious dining area. It was set with a very long table that must have had over 50 seats. The rest of the room was complete with a fire, which Ethan was relieved to see after wandering in the cold for hours. There wasn't anyone else there, but people could be heard cooking nearby.

[Klayko]

It seemed like those who lived here went to know expense to make everything look authentically old. Everything set, from the interior designs down to the furniture, looked as if time stood still and they were in some era of the Victorian period. When Elaine attempted to tug at Maor's camouflage Track coat however, not only was it zipped up, but she also tried to gun for his pants too, thinking they were one and the same.

"Oh, I am so sorry," she stated in regards to touching Maor in such a way as well as hearing Ethan's reaction to losing his coat. "I just figured you both could do without them, but I didn't realize your pants matched the same design."

Maor thought it was probably due to the darkness, but he gave her no hard feelings. He handed her his coat, which revealed a black V-neck T-shirt underneath and his necklace as a result. Elaine naturally saw that and nervously walked off after leading them into the large dining room.

"That was weird," he stated. "Maybe she felt bad about awkwardly feeling up on me."

The smell of the food filled his nose though. Everything smelled great, even though he wasn't exactly sure what was being cooked.

"Gee. Should we sit or given how high maintenance this place is, do we wait on whoever lives here," he chuckled, but boldly took a seat. "Hopefully this place doesn't literally have this many people."

[The PregMANcy Pact]

Ethan took a seat, one very close to the fireplace "I don't know about you, but I've been standing all day and need to sit my ass down!" He smirked, his mood improving a bit due to the warmth of the fire. His doubts completley subsided....but only for a moment.

"Are you both enjoying yourself?" A very young looking male wearing a very expensive and elegant robe had stepped out of a curtain. He looked very out of place, with such a young appearance but seemed to dress like an emperor or king. He approached Maor "Please, why don't you take a seat? Next to me." He grabbed the taller man's wrist and escorted him to a seat, before taking his own seat at the head of the table. Ethan and Maor were sitting across from one another.

Neither man said anything, completley aghast by the boy's extremely formal behavior "Oh, my apologies, my name is Carl, I'm the patriarch of the Vermillion family." Ethan's eyes widened "Sorry, food will be ready in a few more minutes, and I'm waiting on one more person to meet you." He looked at Ethan during the last part.

[Klayko]

“Well don’t sit to close,” Maor said with a teasing smirk. “With a rear like that, you’re bound to touch the fire.”

He would have chuckled too had another voice, unrecognizable in nature, asked if they were enjoying themselves. Maor had little time to take in the young but perhaps authoritative male before said figure held his hand and brought him towards a seat on the other side from Ethan and right next to what had to be the head chair itself. That was done in a swift and graceful movement that probably would have made Maor nauseated.

“Uh,” he said with slight dizziness. “Nice meeting you, Carl. I’m Maor and this is—“

“Ethan,” another voice announced with deep contrast compared to Carl. A slightly older looking male appeared, clad in a white Dress shirt not of the modern era and black pants and shoes to match, something noticeably less regal compared to Carl. “That is your name, right? Elaine told us of our guests. I’m Adam Vermillion.”

Maor noticed a few similarities, but maybe they were related on another scale. He just found it odd that if Carl was the figure head of this mansion, what did that mean for Adam? The taller blond took a seat beside Ethan, extending a hand and saying “Charmed to meet you both. You both got stranded, huh? Luckily you came here. We run into stragglers here and there, but tonight’s supposedly going to get freezing cold, so we spared no expense to warm up the mansion and brace ourselves for it.”

[The PregMANcy Pact]

Ethan shook Adam's hand and smiled warmly "Thank you, really. I don't think me and Maor here would have made it out there in one piece if you hadn't opened your gate." A chef came in with a very large dish with several plates of food on top it. The food looked out of this world, and ranged from warm soups to filling desserts(which Ethan helped himself to)

There was something off though, the men were hospitable enough, but to what goal? Ethan was torn between his gratefullness but still felt uncomfortable by Carl's mannerisms and the fact that Adam seemed to be keeping a close eye on him. They spoke about a wide variety of topics, and while the owners of the house asked a lot of questions, they seemed to be a little secretive about themselves.

[Klayko]

“Think nothing of it,” Adam assured them. “If you hadn’t come, we might be contending to our chefs age long banters about a wobbly soup spoon right about now.”

The blond man chuckled, his gaze on Ethan for a bit, before shifting onward to look at Maor and naturally Carl. More so Maor though and what was around his neck. As for Maor, he noticed the awkward tension in the air. It was hard not to notice it given the gentleman mannerisms their hosts gave in a slight dark but candle lit room.

“So is that why they’ve made so much food,” he inquired. “I almost thought you were just going through all the odd trouble for two strangers.”

Adam felt it was best to let Carl answer that one, though he responded afterwards with “It’s only natural we reciprocate how we were raised, which means to treat our guests with utmost respect.”

As if to display such mannerisms, when Elaine returned with a tray of two bottles of wine and four flutes of wine glasses, Adam took the initiative to pour Ethan and himself a glass and most likely Carl did the same. Maor naturally thought of worst case scenario, sipping just a little of the blood red wine and having some of the soup and dessert. Maor wasn’t expecting them to be open books, but as they all talked, it was more like him and Ethan were giving better responses than their two “hosts” were.

“Most of our wealth comes from our vineyard,” Adam stated. “It’s why our mansion is a bit further from everyone else’s. Perhaps if you both aren’t busy tomorrow, we can take you out to see it. It’s hard to see much of it in the night.”

[The PregMANcy Pact]

Carl greedily sipped the glass containing his red beverage, it wasn't exactly wine. Ethan was at first a little hesitant because he was not of the drinking age but couldn't refuse due to their hospitality, his glas actually was wine.

"The chefs take great pride in what they prepare here, even if it's usually just us two who eats it. They're excited that a few more get to enjoy their cooking." However, it didn't look like Carl was actually eating much, like he did not even require it. "We should mention, there was an advisary for a snow storm later tonight, and even our gates have trouble keeping the snow and hail out. I hope you don't have too many plans in the coming days, as it might be a very difficult trek back if you were to leave tomorrow. We could still see the vineyard as it's well protected."

That dissapointed Ethan, he was already sure his family and Maor's were expecting an update right about now, but even in this mansion he couldn't get a signal. How long would they be here?

[Klayko]

Maor wasn’t exactly a fan of red wine, but the taste of berries from what he briefly had tasted nice. As for the clam chowder before him, he casually took some of it alongside some of the bread served. It tasted great, but when noticing that Carl and even Adam barely...well they didn’t touch it at all...the food before them.

“It’s totally fine,” Adam assured them when noticing this. “You all must have been wandering out for a little while. We’re just letting you get your fair share more than anything.”

Just to calm their nerves, Adam took a bowl, having of the soup and dessert itself and it came from the same places they picked, so if they had fears that it was spiked, he would suffer as well as they would.

“That’s weird,” Maor said, eating the soup. “I never heard of a snowstorm out in the middle of Spring, but then again, it is freezing cold right about now.”

After all, they were out there with classmates and professors who made sure the weather was in decent condition before traveling out on the trip. If Maor’s phone had a sturdy signal, he would check the weather to be certain.

“How uh, long have you all been out here exactly?”

[The PregMANcy Pact]

It certainly was odd. Up until the past few hours, it felt just like Spring, how far would the storm spread? Ethan was unsure, but didn't express his doubts, not wanting to pick a fight with his hosts. He simply ate and listened, absorbing what knowledge he could.

Carl's lowered to his barely touched plate at Maor's question. He hated having to come up with constant cover ups. "The mansion was given to us a few years ago, after we inherited the business from our parents." He explained "They are retired." He saw that Ethan was just about finished with his plate. "Oh, looks you are done. If you want, Adam or a servant could show you to a bedroom if you want to change or bathe yourself."

Ethan looked at Adam and then at Carl "U-uh, sure, if that's alright with you..."

[Klayko]

“And you’re head of the family now,” Maor inquired. “That’s certainly an odd twist of things.”

Adam generally looked a bit older than Carl. Wouldn’t he be the one over everything and well, not someone that looked substantially smaller and young as a result? Maor probably was just a bit too suspicious. Seeing that Ethan was finished with everything however, Carl suggested that Adam or someone else take him to a room to stay in for the night.

“It’s definitely alright with me,” Adam stated rising from his chair with a plate that was halfway finished compared to what Ethan had. “I’ll have Elaine string you up some water and get those clothes of yours in a wash for the night.”

He casually escorted Ethan out, Maor a bit concerned but maybe he was just paranoid. That just left him and Carl presently and that felt a bit awkward to say the least.

[The PregMANcy Pact]

(With the two couples seperated, I'm gonna try seperating the scenes a bit so it's easier to read)

Ethan was lead through several hallways by Adam and Elaine, who joined up with them. The house was obviously old, and there didn't appear to be any electricity, just candlelight. Elaine opened the door to a bedroom that had a large king bed, and long dresser that had various jewels and riches placed on it. There was even an adjoining walk in closet and bathroom, like a hotel.

Ethan was asked to remove his clothes by Elaine so she could wash them. "Sure.." He felt a little awkward stripping completley next to two strangers but did as he was told. Elaine happily exchanged the clothes and gave Ethan a light robe which he quickly put on. Elain left the two alone afterwards.

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So far, everything was going according to plan for Carl. The storm had been carefully prepared by his witch who predicted two male men would be journeying through, and it seemed like his brother Adam was gonna get lucky. Hopefully the same would be true for him.

"Your little friend seems like a good kid, even if he is a little nervous." Carl said, the comment obviously sounding weird because he barely looked any older than Ethan. "How do you two know each other?"

[Klayko]

“You naturally didn’t have to strip so nude before us,” Adam said while gesturing towards the Room Divider. “But that’s totally fine.”

He simply made a few suggestions on how to help Ethan appropriately wear the bath robe.

“The water will be nice and ready within a few minutes,” he stated, though something seemed a bit off with his voice, layered in effect. With the aid of Ethan just even taking a small sip of the wine, the effect was partially doubled for him to offer suggestive thoughts. “Did you enjoy yourself tonight though? It’s not really much from modern expenses, but we try to make everything livable for everyone.”

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Maor finished the chowder before him, but glanced up towards one of the windows. The male had heard rain beginning to fall and if he glanced a bit further, he could see forms of snow forming.

“Guess you were right,” he stated with a chuckle. “The Esther has certainly been odd this yes, but we both attend college and we’re actually out on one of their trips. He’s just two years younger than me though. What about you though? I would have thought Adam might be over more things with your family. No offense, you just seem...young. How much studying did you have to go to succeed him?”

[The PregMANcy Pact]

"Fuck..." Ethan muttered under his breath, not noticing the room divider at all. He sat on the foot of the bed while he waite for the water to be ready. "Oh, everything was honestly pretty great, thanks." He was little surprised that Adam was still with him, he would have thought a servant would have tended to him instead, but he didn't mind the company. "This is a really nice room too, a lot better than the dorms at school."

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Carl was now beginning to regret calling himself the matriarch, it was true, but always brought up more questions that he didn't like answering. "Well, I have been home schooled expertly for this role all my life. Adam, he is a great help, but I think he's always preferred the more casual side of things, so I run most of the business procedures." He tried changing the subject. "Oh, are you finished? Shall I arrange a room for you as well?"

[Klayko]

“Oh,” Adam inquired. “Well, I am certainly glad you like it. Perhaps you’ll come to love more of it?”

Another suggestive thought layered through his hypnotic tone. As if to butter him up, Adam moved in closer.

“For men as gorgeous as you and Maor, I imagine surely you’d like to live a more lavish life, no? As your host for the night, it’s my job to cater to you.”

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Maor nodded, listening as Carl spoke. He probably would have to be home schooled to know how that process worked, but the gist he got was that Adam didn’t want to pursue such paths which does naturally happen.

“My father wants me to do some of the same thing,” he stated. “Once I’m done getting the degree in business.”

He looked down at his bowl and saucer which held remnants of the chowder and cobbler. If that was everything to it, he probably was ready to head out after all. He looked back at the ceiling windows, seeing ice practically stick to the glass. Looks like him and Ethan were stuck there after all.

“Yea, I’m ready to hear back whenever you are, though you sure you don’t need to eat anything?”

After all, Carl’s dishes save for the wine glass weren’t touched.

[The PregMANcy Pact]

Why did Adam sound so....enticing to Ethan? He couldn't help but feel comforted by the man, no one back home would be so welcoming.

The words "more" and "gorgeous" made Ethan blush, and he didn't even once think of himself as gay before "Y-yeah, thank you...." He came to his senses for just a second as he noticed he was awkwardly cuddling closer to Adam "I-I mean, everything here is so great, but I can't really think of anything else I need right now, except for the water."

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Carl stood up and gently grabbed Maor's wrist. "Don't worry about me, let's be off." He led Maor through another series of corridors seperate from the path Elaine and Adam took Ethan. It's probably best they don't try to warn the other in case things go awry "I didn't mean to look rude, it's just that I had eaten only a little while before you arrived, but I didn't want you men to starve." He opened the door to a bedroom that looked similar to the one Ethan and Adam were currently in.

[Klayko]

Adam watched as Ethan began to slip into the trance bit by bit, Adam’s crimson coated eyes faintly glowing in the darkness as he brought hands forth towards Ethan’s shoulders to drop the robe off slowly and surely. When Ethan seemingly came back to his senses just to fall into it further, he massaged the acne riddled young man’s upper shoulders and neck.

“And we, my friend,” he assured Ethan. “Can go for a casual dip in the warming water within a few minutes, but I think there’s a dance you and I can perform with one another before so if you prefer.”

He sported fangs to his teeth as he smiled, turning Ethan around to have the younger male look him in the eyes where the hypnotic trance was able to ring out more.


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Maor was impressed with how strong Carl seemed to be, Maor struggling to keep up as he was taken past several corridors and then to a room. To say he was lost was an understatement. Maor got nauseated again thinking about how quick a blur everything had felt.

“Well, as long as you’re alright,” he said while looking at the room before him. He curiously wondered if Ethan was nearby. “I see you and your family likes being lost behind time though. How long did it take to design this place like this?”

[The PregMANcy Pact]

Ethan paid no mind to the fact he was being stripped again only minites after putting the robe on. When it was removed completley, his curves were exposed for Adam. His torso was slim, fat and also had acne, but his hips were wide. His smaller dick was also getting a slight hard on.

"What kind of dance?" Ethan asked his host, completley oblivious. He stared directly into his crimson eyes....which in literally any other scenario would have creeped him out, but he was too hypnotized to pay any attention to Adam's unnatural eye color and teeth.

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Carl turned to Maor for a second before letting him into the room, and quietly locking the door. "Oh, the house is actually very old, at least a few thousand." He explained "We never really improved it, it's hard getting trucks and furniture through this thick woods, and the style suits me just fine any way."

But now, he was getting tired of questions "Actually, I guess we should address the elephant in the room." He stepped towards Maor and looked up at him "You have already pieced together that something is wrong here, don't you?"