Oscar woke up at dawn and spent a moment enjoying the warmth of the soft bodies pressing against him. He disentangled himself from Elena and Lydia's limbs to check his phone. The top headline said that Thorne Consultants was a sinking ship and the CEO was facing charges for embezzlement. A sharp toothy smile emerged on Oscar's face. All the pieces were falling into place.
He selected a bespoke Gucci all black suit from his closet and put it own. He was struggling with his tie in the mirror when Elena's hands replaced his own. She pressed her chest into his back and told him to let her handle the knot. She tied a perfect double windsor and Oscar turned to kiss her deeply. "Go back to bed darling, I've got some work to do today."
She winked at him and gave his crotch a playful squeeze before sliding back under the covers. Oscar held back his urges and kissed her and Lydia on the forehead before heading out.
[C'mon you buzzkill, we totally have time for a roll in the hay before we get down to business]
No we don't Lillith. Business first, then pleasure.
Oscar took an Uber instead of running to keep his suit crisp. He arrived at Thorne Tower, the business headquarters of Marcus' company and the penthouse was where he lived. Oscar walked through the foyer exuding the energy that he belonged here. He walked up to the reception desk and proclaimed, "I'm here to see Mr. Thorne. They sent me over from Larris & Dorn Associates for an emergency consultation."
The cute 20 something receptionist was openly ogling Oscar and eventually responded, "Um... erm well you're not in the schedule, but I suppose it makes sense why the lawyers sent you. You can go on ahead."
Luckily his innate charm was enough to loosen the receptionist's scruples. His new charm and the chaos of the news vans outside made it easy to bypass security. Oscar strolled past security and entered the elevator. He felt a strange sense of deja vu as he pressed the top button in the elevator. Oscar exited the elevator and walked in the open door to the penthouse.
The lights had all been dimmed and he could sense two emotional sources in the bedroom, that must be Marcus and his bedwarmer. A tall and frighteningly thin figure stepped out of the shadows to block his path. The man looked like an alien wearing a human skin suit that didn't quite fit.
Lillith gasped. [Oh Oscar, it seems that Fate has finally thrown you into the deep end. That's a Sidhe Enforcer. He's a fae for hire that serves anyone who can pay. ]
Is he going to be a problem?
[Yes it seems Marcus found a way to bind his contract and he won't let you harm him without a fight. Time for a quick lesson about the balance of power within Magical Beasts.]
Is this really the best time?!!
[Don't worry he won't attack you first while contracted. Faes are dangerous creatures for Vampires. They can't be emotionally manipulated and their long range magical abilities make them magical artilleries. Their only weakness is their weak form, but you won't be allowed to get in range and take advantage. There are a few other Magical Beasts, but I'll save those for when you need to know.]
Oscar opted to take a shot in the dark, "Fae, step aside and let me take my rightful vengeance. I can pay you enough to buy your contract."
The thin creature laughed a rickety creaking laugh and responded shortly, "Fae do not break contracts."
Oscar threw a crystal snowglobe as a distraction but the Fae waved a finger and shattered it instantly.A magical avalanche of snow took the place of the globe and smashed Oscar into the floor.
"You seem to be young, Vampire. I'll let you in on a little secret between us monsters. The last time a Fae was defeated in combat by a Vampire was 2000 years ago. I won't be the one to tarnish our reputation."
Oscar growled and broke free of the snowdrift. He hesitated before striking again. This might be an unwinnable battle for now. An idea zapped him.
He dragged his phone out from his pocket and exclaimed, "Your contractor has no money left. He can't afford to pay you any longer. So you should have no need to be in my way."
The Fae observed his phone display and responded, "I see. Well then that means his life is forfeit to me. Why would I step aside and give him to you, fangs?"
"My name's Oscar. That man ruined my life and backstabbed me. I would owe you a favor if you could give me this one." He raised a hand out to the creature, hoping that this might be enough.
The Fae scratched his chin and replied, "It's been a long time since a Vampire and Fae have ever worked so closely. I suppose there's a first time for everything. My name's Siobhan and you now owe me a favor, Oscar the Vampire."
Siobhan waved his hands and disappeared in a cloud of sparkly green light. Oscar slid into Marcus' bedroom, it seems the Fae had blocked any noise from their confrontation from reaching the two. He noticed the blonde hair of the woman fast asleep in the bed. Wonder if that's his secretary?
Oscar decided to give them both a rude awakening. He swiped a glass vase off the nightstand. The tinkling glass shattered on the floor. Marcus jolted up awake as his blonde companion only stirred in her sleep. "WHAT THE FUCK?! How did you get past my bodyguard?"
Oscar chuckled ruefully. "That's the thing about mercenaries, Marcus. No loyalty. Once you can't afford their pay, they don't owe you shit. You know a little something about lacking loyalty don't ya... boss?"
Marcus rubbed his eyes as he tried to remember who his assailant was. "Oscar... is that you? Why do you look so different and what the ever living fuck are you doing in my bedroom?"
Marcus reached for his nightstand like a viper attempting to pull out a gold plated Desert Eagle. Oscar smiled predatorily. "Go ahead and shoot me. Maybe then you'll understand just how fucked you are."
Marcus didn't need to be told twice. He fired the gun twice at Oscar and his arm flexed back with the guns' massive recoil. Oscar's form blurred as he reappeared on the bed next to Marcus. He removed the gun from his hands, like one would take away scissors from a toddler. Then he whipped his face with the butt of the gun, enjoying the pained grunts Marcus let out as he crashed to the floor.
Oscar noticed Marcus was about to pass out and decided that he could use a bit more punishment. He hit him in the temple and knocked him out cold. He pulled up a chair from the kitchen and duct tapped him in place.
Lillith help me out here. Would uh Samantha here mind if we used to give Marcus here a show?
[I think she should be honored that you would care enough about her to ask for consent to fuck her silly. But whatever mortal compunctions you still bear, you can always just wake her and ask?]
Oh, duh. Oscar gently roused Samantha and she stared at him in shock. "Who are you? Where's M-", she cut off her questions as she started screaming seeing Marcus' battered and tied up form.
Oscar slapped her once, just enough to get her attention. "Listen. Your fuckbuddy here is about to go to jail and lose all of his money. If you were with this greasy fuck for anything other than money, that's rough but you can leave then. If you hate him as much as I do, I can make it worth your while if you help me out."
He watched as a rapid storm of thoughts erupted in her mind. She eventually came to the conclusion, "Yeah you got me. I was with him for the money. I don't know what you want me to do, but I'm not going to be a part of any crime you're about to commit to this douche."
Oscar's eyes brightened and he smirked at her, "Well Samantha, I want to break Marcus. I've taken away his money, his career, his reputation, and now I'm going to take you in front of him. I think it'll really put a cherry on top of this whole sordid affair. As for you, I'll let you keep anything you want from this apartment before the police seize it all tomorrow. You can ask for of me as well, I don't mind helping out a kindred spirit."
She took in his proposal, but given how she had sold her body to Marcus, he was expecting her to agree. It didn't sit right with him to rape a woman just to hurt someone else, but he wouldn't mind getting another feed and having his way with her.
"Okay. But no anal and I want the right to end it whenever I want." She outstretched an arm to him and he took it readily.
Oscar was as giddy as a goat. He slapped Marcus a few times until he came to. Oscar didn't say a word to Marcus and instead started unbuttoning his dress shirt as he headed to the bed. He finished removing his shirt and Samantha moved to the edge of the bed and starting undoing his pants for him. He petted her head softly as she pulled his pants and underwear down to his ankles. Oscar stepped around the pooled clothes and stroked his hardening cock in Samantha's face.
Marcus's face was a tapestry of rage. His skin was reddening and a throbbing vein was ready to burst on his temple. Samantha spat on his cock and used her hand to quickly bring him to full mast. She smiled and got on all fours to bring her mouth down to level. She engulfed his head and started taking more and more of his length into her eager mouth. Oscar enjoyed her willing performance and then placed his hands on the sides of her head. He pulled her all the way down to the base of his cock and held her there enjoying her increasingly loud gags. Finally he released her and she took in several shuddering breaths as strands of saliva dripped from her mouth.
Samantha didn't seem angry at his forcefulness as she wiped her mouth off with the back of her hand. She instead turned around on the bed, still on all fours presenting herself to Oscar.
"You fucking ungrateful slut. Of course you'll fuck anything with a cock."
Oscar replied only by tapping his erect penis on the entrance to her pussy. Samantha wiggled and ground herself on his cock. He obliged and rammed himself into her tight hole. Oscar only managed to get three inches insider the quivering girl and he pulled himself out again. He gripped her waist and smashed himself back into her, this time forcing her to take more than half of his length. She screeched and gripped the bedsheets. "Slow down god damn it. You're going to rip me in half."
Oscar smirked at her and reached down to grip her boobs. He channeled lust energy into his palms and into her body. Her nipples became hard as ice and her pussy clamped down.
[Wow I didn't even have to teach you that one. You really were born to be a Vampire.]
Oscar didn't really have the time to ponder what he exactly he had just done. He squeezed her chest again and slammed his cock all the way into her. She spasmed around his invasion and said, "Wait, let me." Samantha took several deep breaths and then guided Oscar down onto the bed. She clambered over his hips and guided his dick back inside her.
She opted to slowly raise herself up and down him adding in a bit more each time. Finally she slammed down to his hips, fully impaled by Oscar. He enjoyed her efforts and laid back watching her tits jiggle as she went up and down hypnotically.
Oscar decided to speed things up. By this point Marcus was angrily sobbing watching him defile his mistress. He threw more salt on the wound, "Your wife Lydia looked just like this when I fucked her earlier." Marcus seethed.
Oscar gripped Samantha's hips tightly and raised her up and forced her down onto his waiting cock. He used her like a hole just for his pleasure. Her eyes glazed and her mouth was hanging open. Oscar thrust into her as he pulled her down and felt the familiar tightening in his balls. He flipped her down onto the bed and went balls deep inside her. Oscar flooded her with his cum and pulled out of her.
Oscar left her there in the bed and walked over to Marcus with his cock still dripping with semen and Samantha's juices. "This is but a taste of the suffering you deserve, but it's the last thing you get to remember."
Oscar gripped his throat and clamped down. He felt the life force weakening in his mortal coil. The man was a writhing mess and ripe with ruination essence. Oscar gave him the only mercy he had left, death.
Oscar felt a familiar tugging coming from the bed as well. He pulled on both sources of emotion. Ecstasy from Samantha and Ruin from Marcus. Both streams of energy colliding within Oscar and starting harmonizing with one another. Oscar gasped as a flood of power surged through him.
He woke up a few moments later, still with his hand wrapped around Marcus' neck. Samantha had left and judging by the sounds, she was rummaging through the apartment for things of value. Oscar looked at his body and was in awe.
[I'll handle this for ya. What you just experienced was your first dual feed. When you feed on both Joy and Misery at the same time, the energies harmonize and provide more power than the sum of their whole. It looks like you grew 2 more inches, you have 8 pack abs, and you're 6 foot tall now.]
Huh, well I guess that makes sense. Wait how did I grow two inches and get to that height?
Oscar realized Lillith's sneaky joke and looked down at this cock. Oh my god. Can that even fit in a woman now??
[We will find out Oscar. We will find out...]
[Feed: 7/10]
[Slay: 2/5]
[Harmonization: 1/?]