THE ONLY THING THAT MOVES HERE IS THE LIGHT

(Disclaimer:This is a work of fiction that took place in my active imagination. The only pay I receive is the joy of writing it and the thrill of you reading and commenting..)


THE ONLY THING THAT MOVES HERE IS THE LIGHT

PART ONE: THE ONLY THING THAT MOVES HERE IS THE LIGHT

The young British actor was ready to board his airplane, cross the ocean and continue his adventurous career as an actor.
He had won the co starring role in a major studio film, perfecting his craft beside one of Hollywood's most allusive, yet sought out actor's of this generation. He was some what nervous, never having met the actor, yet he had heard stories. One such story was that of his piercing brown eyes and youthful good looks, having the appearance of a man 10 to 15 years younger than his 40 years. That in itself gave the young Brit a feeling of both excitement and nerve wracking fear.
The tall, thin, muscular Brit brushed the wavey brown curls out of his eyes, handed the airport agent his ticket and passport ,then walked down the jetway. He found his seat in first class and was generously offered a flute of champagne.
"Compliments of your new co worker." the flight attendant said, handing him a sealed brown envelope with a Chinese dragon seal on the flap.
He tore open the seal and read the contents of the letter.


"My Dear Orlando.
I have heard many a great things about you. I watched your recent film, The Lord Of The Rings, and I must say you are quite a beautiful elf. I hope that is not too forward of me to say?
I look forward to meeting you and hopefully we can become friends in the process. I took the liberty of changing your room at the hotel and moved you into the penthouse suite. I have stayed in this hotel myself and the only place worth someone of your talent is on the top floor, with the moon shining on your face and The Only Thing That Moves Here Is The Light.
I will see you in Hollywood.
Your Friend,
Johnny"


After a long flight out of Heathrow into LAX Orlando was met at the gate by a young woman, wearing a black dress, long black trench coat, with straight black hair down past her buttocks. She had very red lips and hypnotizing grey eyes.
"Hi" she greeted him, thrusting her slender hand into his "I am Leticia, Johnny's Junior Assistant. Come this way." she gestured with her long nails. He was escorted to a long black SUV and moments later was pulling up in front of the famous Chateau Marmont Hotel, home of many famous star sightings.
"Hmm" Orlando questioned " I thought I was staying at the Ritz?" He said shuffling through his day runner full of papers "Not that I am complaining mind you."
"Johnny put you up in his Penthouse suite...trust me it's better." she said, adding "He must really like you. He stays here on many occasions."
When she smiled her teeth were very white and almost perfect, except for the two eye teeth which seemed to be just a hint more noticeable in her perfect mouth.
They bypassed the check in and she handed him his key to room 64.
When he opened the door he was greeted by soft lights, tiled floors and a view of West Hollywood that he had never experienced before.
Leticia motioned toward the large bedroom stating
"Your bags are in there..have a nice stay."
He turned around to shut the door and she was gone. He had never heard her leave.
On the table in the kitchenette was a rather large bouquet of Black and Red roses and a bottle of French Red Wine from the Rivera.
"OK..Hollywood..she aint so bloody awful!" he shouted out to the empty room.
There was a card tucked into the roses. On the card was a pirate skull and cross bones emblazoned with two crossed swords.
The title read
"CROSSING BLADES"
He opened the card and felt a tingling deep inside his body when he recognized Johnny's printing inside.
It read:


"Dear Orlando,
I hope your flight was comfortable.
I know flying from Europe can be long and tedious.
I changed your hotel,
if you are not happy with such changes
just call Leticia and
she will make what ever arrangements you prefer.
I lived in this room for 6 months with my former girl,
Winona and I have always
found it quite homey.
I much prefer the atmosphere here
than in the stuffy old Ritz...
If you need anything ,
ANYTHING..
just give me a ring.
See you in the morning
Your Mate,
Johnny"


After his signature was a scribbled "?" mark
and a roughly hand drawn Jolly Roger Pirate Flag.
His personal cell phone number written out with the words
"I'M ALWAYS HERE"


PART TWO: SEDUCTION OF THE VAMPIRE

Orlando arrived in make up before 5 AM and was sipping his tea as the make up woman applied accurate details to turn him into Will Turner. He looked up into the mirror at his own reflection greeting him. He turned to look over his shoulder and found the infamous Johnny Depp standing behind him. He then turned once again to the mirror and saw both of their reflections peering back.
He stood to his feet and thrust out his hand.
"Thanks....for everything.....I love the room."
Johnny reached over, ignored his hand and pulled him into a hug. He laughed a little uncomfortably.
"I feel like I already know you, Orlando, a hand shake seems too formal."
"Yeah..I feel that too." He said, returning the hug, then sitting back down so the make up lady could finish her masterpiece.
Johnny leaned down, his lips hovering near Orlando's ear, he breathed onto his neck and Orlando would later remember that he seemed to be breathing in his essence.
"Ill see you on the set, mate...." Johnny whispered into his ear in a crude Jack Sparrow accent.
Orlando looked into the mirror and the man was gone. He glanced up at the make up lady, who had a very strange smile on her face. She cleared her throat nervously.
"All done here..wardrobe is waiting for you."
Orlando stood up, glanced back into the mirror once again, shrugged his shoulders and walked toward the door.

After twelve hours of repeated sword scenes, the days shooting had come to an end.
Orlando walked over to Johnny, dressed in full Captain Jack attire, cleared his throat, and spoke.
"Johnny..?"
"Yes?" Johnny questioned back.
"I was wondering if you would like to go for a drink?"
"Sure..where?"
"My hotel room?"
"I think I know where that is..I'll meet you there in an hour. I have a little eyeliner to remove.."
They both laughed
"I guess you do." Orlando answered back.
An hour and a half later Orlando arrived at his penthouse suite and opened the door to find Johnny sitting on the couch, an opened bottle of wine at his feet on the coffee table. He handed Orlando a glass of wine.
"Just thought I'd get a head start." he stated.
"Thanks..." Orlando answered and proceeded to sit on the couch next to Johnny. Johnny looked so deeply into Orlando's eyes Orlando felt as if he could see right into him, deep into his heart. The feeling brought both unease and comfort at the same time. Johnny reached up and brushed the curls out of Orlando's eyes. His hand slipped down to his neck, laying his two fingers on the pulse.
"So much life." he said.
Orlando was not sure what he meant, nor how to respond. Was that a statement, a question..a fact?
His head lolled back in reflex which gave Johnny full access to the veins pulsating. It took every fiber of his being not to take him right there. He could not chance moving on the boy to briskly, as it could frighten him off forever. He traced Orlando's jaw line, cleared his throat, and poured more wine.
He raised his glass to a toast.
"To Pirates and the fools who play them!!"
"I'll drink to that." Orlando answered, tilted his glass, never once taking his eyes off the strange, erotic creature before him. The overwhelming power to lean over and kiss the lips of the beautiful man was almost too much. He realized he was staring at his lips when Johnny broke the silence.
"Something on your mind you wish to share?"
"Uh, yeah, actually there is." Orlando answered, face turning a bright pink. "I was wondering if it would be too forward to ask you this?" He leaned over and gently brushed his lips against Johnny's, knowing one of two things would come of it. Johnny could get very angry or he could return the gesture. He was pleasantly surprised to find it was the latter and not the former.
"I'm" Orlando began "I'm Sorry."
"Why?" Johnny asked "You asked first and I thoroughly accepted and enjoyed it. As a matter of fact I say we toast again." he raised his glass.
"To Johnny and Orlando and the adventure they are about to embark upon."
Johnny sipped from his glass and placed it on the table, having drained half of the contents in one sip. Orlando did the same. When he sat up Johnny reached over, gently grasped him by the nape of the neck and pulled him into another kiss. Orlando found himself rolling onto Johnny's lap.
He looked into his brown piercing eyes and asked "Is this moving too fast?"
Johnny's response both surprised and pleased him.
"Not fast enough mate....not fast enough."
Johnny reached up and placed his lips on Orlando's neck. He could feel the pulse beating in time to his own. He began to suck, being conscience of not using his teeth.
'Not yet' he thought to himself. 'Not yet'
His sucking began to get a little forceful, making Orlando a little afraid, although he was not sure what he was afraid of. The pain he was receiving was pleasant in an off hand sort of way.
When Johnny removed his lips he had left behind a rather deep and large red intrusion upon the skin.
"Well it looks like you may have some explaining to do in the morning to the make up lady."
Orlando reached up, caressed his neck and then realized he had another obstacle other than the make up lady in the morning. He had a rather intimidating hard on and some explaining to do to the man he was straddling.
"Is that for me?" Johnny asked
"What" Orlando answered, genuinely confused by the question.
"This" Johnny answered, reaching up between Orlando's legs and gripping his gift through the rough denim.
"Only if you wish to receive." Orlando quipped back.
"I do....." Johnny answered, unzipping the jeans and awkwardly pushing them down to Orlando's ankles, kicking them off to the side. He lurched his body up off the couch and did the same with his own, Orlando gently lowering himself back down into Johnny's lap, where Johnny began to suck the other side of his neck. The pressure was a little stronger this time and Orlando could recall feeling some teeth in the gesture. It was only when Johnny began to bite down that Orlando began to think to himself..
'He must like it a bit rough' and he let himself enjoy the moment. He began to pant and let out a little mewl.
"Ouch!" he exclaimed when Johnny bit down a little too hard. When he pulled back to look into Johnny's face what he saw was a hint of an evil diabolical smile. Strangely enough that seemed to turn him on even more. He removed himself from the body below him and turned toward the bedroom down the hall.
"I can think of a place a little more comfortable than that damned thing they call the couch." he said
"Whatever you say, Orlando, you are the Lord of the Castle." Johnny referred to the hotel on Sunset Blvd. in the architectural shape of a castle. He gestured his hand toward the environment and followed his prospective victim towards the den of sins to come.

PART THREE: THE AWAKENING

Orlando climbed into his bed completely void of clothing and lay on his back. Johnny lumbered in beside him and removed the rest of the material that was sure to get in the way. He trailed his fingertips along the thin, but muscular contours of the young actors body. He lingered at the throbbing organ between his legs and leaned down to lightly lick the head.
"You taste of young grapes waiting to mature on the vine." he said.
Orlando was not sure wether to take this as a compliment or an insult. But decided whatever it meant it sure felt good.
"You say the strangest things..." Orlando said, with a laugh.
Johnny rolled onto his body, licked his fingers and pushed them into Orlando's body. He then removed his digits and wasted no time pushing his organ into his cavity and closed his eyes.
As the two began to make love Johnny's lips and mouth turned to his object of desire and he began to suck more intently than before. When he bit down he punctured the flesh and a little trickle of blood began to run down the side of Orlando's neck.
Orlando was so caught up in the moment, the intense feeling of Johnny's cock pounding his insides that the pain only registered as an intense form of ecstasy. He was not aware that his skin had been broken and that he was now flowing the sweet nectar that Johnny had sought after since day one....
Johnny's tongue came out and he licked up the blood gently onto his tongue. When he realized that was not enough he began to thrust himself deeper into the man that lay beneath him, hoping to distract him from the immense pain that was about to over take him. He placed his mouth at the opening of the gash on the neck, his suddenly sharp teeth growing in his oral cavity and ripped at the flesh.
"OH My God!!" Orlando shouted out..he felt the pain, realized what was happening but seemed to be in a trance like state. He could not move his body, he could feel the immense pleasure unfolding deep inside him and yet at the same time he was keenly aware that something was defiantly wrong.
Johnny began to suck the blood eagerly from his neck, it lasted for what seemed an eternity. With one simultaneous motion, he pushed into Orlando roughly, causing the boy to cum and with one last breathe he drained the last drop of blood from the gash, spent himself inside his new lover and rolled over in the bed.
When Orlando opened his eyes he saw Johnny's teeth and lips lightly dusted with his blood. Johnny wiped his lips with the back of his hand and the two lay in silence.
When Orlando awoke to his alarm clock buzzing the next morning he was alone in bed. He remembered every detail of the night before. Or did he?
'Did Johnny drink my blood' he thought to himself...'or was it a dream'
He climbed out of his bed, padded to the bathroom and turned on the shower. When he looked into the mirror he was awakened with the shock of what peered back. He had multiple bruises on his neck, two or three of which had two puncture wounds. He suddenly felt very tired and weak and climbed into the shower.
When he arrived in the make up trailer he told the make up lady.
"I may need a little extra concealer this morning." He pulled back the collar of his button up shirt and revealed the perfectly unmarred skin of his neck.
"Where?" she asked
"Never mind." he answered. He then heard Johnny's voice
"Will you excuse us for a moment?" Johnny asked the make up lady and then Orlando heard the door of the trailer close.
Johnny leaned down, kissed his neck, which caused Orlando to flinch a little. Johnny had not noticed the recoil, or at least he chose not to notice.
"Are we OK?" he asked
"Absolutely..." Orlando responded "Last night was fabulous..I do have some lingering thoughts though.."
"Well, we will discuss them tonight, over dinner, my place." He handed the Brit a piece of folded up paper and left the room. When Orlando opened it, it contained his home address in the hills above Hollywood.
Later that evening, after filming, Orlando hopped into his rented Porsche and headed for the address following the exact directions written on the paper. When he pulled up to a large green iron gate he rang the buzzer. The gate lumbered open and he pulled up the driveway.
"Oh great!" he shouted to himself "Another bloody castle!"
His eyes took in the quaint but somewhat large Bela Lugosi type castle looming in his field of vision. He got out of his car and before he could ring the door bell the door opened and Johnny stood in the darkened doorway in a pair of ripped ,low hung jeans and a tee shirt emblazoned with a closed fist. The words Gonzo written across the top in red letters.
"Welcome to my castle..won't you come in?" He stood back and gestured his hand welcoming him inside.
Orlando found himself entering without a moments hesitation. He wanted to be here. He wanted to feel Johnny's cock inside him once again and for reasons he would never explore, he wanted to feel Johnny's teeth ripping him open and draining him of his blood. He never once entertained the notion of Vampires. Never once questioned why he was letting Johnny take him in this way. He only knew that it was meant to be..that this was the way things would be, for now on and he excepted those terms.
When he entered the foyer Johnny placed his hand on his lower back and brought his lips to his and deeply kissed him before shutting the door.
With the echoing of the rather large and heavy door sealing his fate behind him, he walked into a beautifully gothic decorated home. Dragons, gargoyles and red velvet met is eyes.
"Lovely" Orlando commented "and where does Vlad sleep?" he added with a hint of sarcasm.
"Why, upstairs...would you like to see?" and Johnny started up the heavy stone steps "Are you coming?" he called back from the top of said stairs.
Orlando muttered to himself from the bottom of the stairs
'I know I will be soon' and followed his mysterious lover up the stairs.
As they went up the stairs Orlando asked behind Johnny
"I thought we were going to have dinner?..I'm starving!"
Just then Johnny pushed opened the door of his bedroom and motioned Orlando inside.
What Orlando found were silver trays containing food. He reached over to the tray closest to the door and picked up a strawberry covered in thick, dark chocolate. That was when he notice all of the trays contained fruits and vegetables in various arrays of processing.
"You're a vegetarian, am I not correct?" Johnny inquired.
"Why, yes I am." Orlando picked up the tray of strawberries, stacked a tray of dipping vegetables on top, piled several saucers of dip on top of that and with circus talent ease climbed on top of the rather high and large bed covered in a red comforter. He turned to the head of the bed and noticed the black wrought iron head board.
He sucked on the strawberry for awhile, popped it into his mouth and swallowed.
"Johnny..." he hesitated
"Yes" Johnny responded climbing onto the bed with him.
"Johnny" he repeated.."I love you."
"I love you too." Johnny responded.
"NO. I mean I REALLY LOVE YOU!" he shouted, as if saying it again made it some how more real than before.
"I know what you meant Orlando..and I am telling you I LOVE YOU TOO!"
"OH....good." and Orlando popped another strawberry into his mouth and reached for the tray of vegetables. He smiled broadly and lay back on the pillows ranch dressing gathering in the corners of his mouth.
Johnny leaned over him and licked the dressing from the corners of his mouth.
"Are you comfortable?" He inquired
"So much so I may never leave." Orlando responded, dipping another stick of celery into the dressing.
Johnny reached up and pulled Orlando's t shirt over his head and threw it onto the floor. He then removed his jeans and boxers and threw them in the same direction, followed closely by his own clothing.
What he did next both surprised Orlando and thrilled him. Johnny dipped a piece of celery into the dressing and began to paint Orlando's body with the creamy white substance. He took the tray of vegetables and the saucer of cream from Orlando's hands, threw the tray onto the floor with a loud "Clang" , poured the rest of the dressing onto Orlando's stomach and threw the saucer onto the floor to join it's companion. He took the celery from Orlando's hand and began to trace an image onto his body. When Orlando looked down at his own skin there was an image of a historical gothic vampire, cape, fangs and all on his body. Johnny looked up into his eyes, then back down to his masterpiece and proceeded to lick the substance off his body.
This was becoming way too real for the young Brit. He arched his body off the bed to meet his captures touch.
He grasped a fist full of Johnny's hair and screamed aloud in passion. What happened next he would remember for the rest of his life. He pushed Johnny off of his body, where he fell onto the floor. He climbed down next to him, placed his lips on Johnny's neck and bit down hard. He tore at the flesh and pulled away to see a long gushing flow of blood running it's course down his neck and onto his chest. He began to lick, from the chest up to the neck, placed his mouth over the wound and sucked the blood flowing onto his palate.
Moments later he pulled away from the neck that lay before him in response to Johnny's laughter.
"Well how was that, my young fiend?" Johnny asked between laughs
"I'm not done yet." Orlando answered, wiping the blood off his lips. He raised Johnny's hips a little and plunged his cock deep inside his new lover and began to rock. He realized he was leaving bloody hand prints on Johnny's hips, but that did not seem to matter.
"I may not be as clean as you are at this..but I really don't care." He followed this up with a deep kiss, leaving the two on the floor rolling in ecstasy.
The passion and aggression building up in this, his new creature began to leave Johnny wondering to himself.
'Did I make the right choice when I gave this young man the dark gift? Would he know how to handle it?'
"I can handle it" Orlando answered out loud.... leaving both creatures to relise the Brit had read the eccentric actor's mind.
"Interesting..very interesting." Johnny stated.
With one last rough push from Orlando Johnny spilled his seed onto Orlando's stomach causing Orlando to empty himself deep inside. He rolled onto the carpet in a fit of laughter.
"How long have you been holding this little piece of treasure, Johnny?"
Johnny labored between breathes.
"Truth or fiction?"
"Truth...." Orlando answered
"Centuries......"
Orlando rolled over, grasped his discarded t shirt and began to wipe the blood from various locations of their bodies.
"You know Orlando...You now belong to me...you can have no other..."
"I'm good with that...how long till we can go again?"
Johnny responded with a smack to his forehead.
"Good Lord what have a created?" he asked no one in particular.
But it was Orlando, the new born Vampire who answered.
"Your perfect match, of course!"
"I whole heartily agree" Johnny answered, he climbed back on top of Orlando. "Now in answer to your question."
"What question was that?" Orlando asked.
"Why, the one about how long till we can go again. Johnny began to nip and suck at Orlando's neck.
"OH" Orlando moaned
TO BE CONTINUED....