makinglies | Vampire AU - Vatheon Verse

[Sola's hands could hardly be called unwanted, but they were distracting and Johnny wanted to pour all of his love and attention on his boyfriend.

long fingers caught thin wrists and pushed them back, over Sola's head, as a smooth scarf materialized beneath Johnny's hands and around those wrists so that he could make those hands behave a bit.]

As fun as hands are, yours need to stay put~

[He pressed a quick kiss to Sola's lips and nipped at his jaw before moving his attentions down the other vampire's chest, pausing here and there to take a little more care. Before he got to Sola's hips, he stopped and pulled away, removing his own pants perhaps a bit slower than was needed. Once they were gone, he set to removing the rest of his lover's clothes as well...also a bit slower than was necessary, lightly nipping at the skin he exposed along the way.]

[The indignant yelp from Sola as his hands are tied couples itself with a look of utter betrayal from the Hylian.]

But I can't touch you like thi-..issss...

[The last syllable comes out as a hiss with Johnny's lips on him again, fingers curling in their captivity. Every kiss and nip feels amazing, sending small tremors across muscle and nerves. He lets out a plaintive whine again when Johnny pulls away to remove his clothes, Sola utterly unamused since he's aware Johnny can simply make the pants vanish so clearly this is a game.

It is a very nice show, however.

And then the elder vampire is back at it, leaving small spots of wet heat as his lips tour the entirety of Sola's body, making the young man squirm and gasp, writhing under the ministrations of lips and tongue.]

That's the point~

[Johnny smirks up at him and presses a kiss to Sola's ankle before moving back up his body.]

It's called 'bondage' for a reason.

[Light, admittedly, but it was the most he'd ever used on the other before.

He grazed the soft skin of Sola's inner thigh with his teeth then licked the spot, doing the same on the other leg just to try and make his matesprit squirm.]

Having fun~?

[And squirm he does, the tightening knot of needy warmth in his belly slowly spreading to make his body quiver at the feel of Johnny's teeth against his thigh. Was he going to bite there too? Sola shivers, finding he's somewhat keen on the idea.]

B-but I-...

[He takes in a sharp breath as Johnny delivers the same treatment to the other side, leg jerking involuntarily and tipping his head back to let out an unbridled moan, cheeks stained a deep red.]

T-too fast...!

[He's aware Johnny hasn't even touched anywhere major just yet, but with ever nerve at heightened alert even the teasing threatens to send Sola over the edge.]

[He chuckled and grazed a nail up from Sola's knee to his hip.]

Too fast~? Then maybe I should slow things down a bit...

[He smirked and, as slowly as possible, ran his tongue up Sola's length.

He knew it wasn't the speed being referred to, but the fact his boyfriend was close. He could tell by how he was tensing up. That was okay with him, he'd fully intended to show Sola how dangerous heightened senses could be in certain situations.]

W-wai-...!

[The younger vampire writhes with the sensation, fingers digging into the cloth that binds his hands roughly as a strangled gasp rips from his throat. This mind goes blinding white for a minute eternity has he can't hold back anymore, spine bowing with the force of his orgasm. Every inch of him feels it, the trembling, the weight of Johnny's hands still on him, the slip of the cloth against his wrists and the sheets against his back; even the pulsing and twitching of his own slowly softening member against his abdomen keeps Sola trembling and dizzy as he comes down from such a height, trying desperately to catch his breath.]

Y-you... did that... on purpose...

[Johnny hummed teasingly and took his time to lick Sola clean, just a little extra layer of 'torture' to have his fun. Then he stretched out next to his lover, propping his head up on one hand while the other traced along Sola's chest.]

Yes....but you're not really going to complain, are you~?

No.

[The denial is sullen and embarrassed to try and overshadow the glowing pleasure he still feels, heartbeat slowly dropping back to its normal rhythm. But he'd wanted this to be more of a mutual thing, not just him taking and Johnny giving, as much as his matesprit seemed to enjoy that part. He has a hard time admitting it but the rare times when he can make Johnny helpless with pleasure are his favorite.

And... well, he is stronger now...

With a mischievous grin and hands still tied, Sola rolls himself over on top of Johnny, pushing the hand from his chest and pinning it up above the elder vampire's head as he kisses him forcefully, tasting lips, tongue, and himself. He relaxes his hands, letting the cloth slip overtop his fingers and breaking the kiss long enough to pull Johnny's other arm up and into the knot he's tying around both wrists. He plants another kiss on Johnny's mouth, then his cheek, grinning as he sits up and holds Johnny's now bound hands in front of him. He knows very well his matesprit can easily escape but he hopes he doesn't want to.]

My turn~

[Johnny was a little taken aback by the sudden position switch, but he recognized he probably shouldn't be. After all, Sola was stronger now and faster, he could definitely hold his own against the older vampire thanks to his changes.

Plus...he couldn't deny the whole thing was actually a huge turn-on; he liked when Sola took charge.

Johnny let his wrists be tied and met every kiss offered with enthusiasm. That smile and tone brought a soft smile to his lips and he sat up a bit, despite the other's hold, to plant a kiss on whatever he could reach before lying back down.]

Mmm...then I guess I fall to your whim.

Ah...and Sola...you look sexy like that~

[Augh, damnit, why is it that anything that comes out of Johnny's mouth makes him blush? He shoots his matesprit a look then lowers himself, bending at the waist to plant nips and sucks at the tender flesh of Johnny's neck and shoulders, working at his collar bone to leave little red marks as he allows his fingers to ghost over the muscle at his lover's side. He traces the contours slowly, following the peaks and valleys of his flesh across ribs and over pectorals, down to abs. He winds soft fingers over every latitude, paying all attention to each little movement of response, each tick of muscle and pulse of vein. Each near-silent hitch of breath.

Sola leaves off the kissing and nipping, his full focus instead on reverent exploration of Johnny's body as if he's seeing it for the first time. They've gone slowly before, certainly, but through new senses it's an entirely new experience. He visually drinks in every plane, every detail of the man below him, an expression of wonder and adoration crossing his face. He loves this man. He would do anything for this man.

The slow trek of his hands down to Johnny's hips finally draws to a close on the elder vampire's hips, dexterous fingers shifting inward to wrap around Johnny's erection with little hesitation, the Hylian vampire's attention quickly going to Johnny's face with the action to, hopefully, see the equal reaction with a little smirk.]

[The pace wasn't what held his attention, though it was worth noting it only built his anticipation, what had his attention was Sola's expression. What he could read there was...unexpected and unfamiliar, it was the kind of reverence he would expect from a person of worship...and it brought a bright color to his cheeks.]

Hey...what's that look for? You look-

[His sentence ended in a hitch of his breath and every muscle tensed as he felt Sola's hand wrap around him. He wanted to release his hands and do something with them, but he resisted. Sola was in control...a thought that, more than anything, turned him on.]

I wasn't giving a look, I just... I dunno. I was memorizing you, 'cause I can see and feel more now.

[He blushes, looking down at Johnny so stiff between his fingers, then grins a little.]

You don't really seem to have a problem with it.

[He slides his hands around Johnny, feeling the girth of him, how long and how thick. He doesn't remove his hands as he scoots back and leans down, sliding both hands to the hilt so he can lick at the tip experimentally. He even tastes different. What was once something that Sola simply associated as a 'Johnny' taste he can now pick out the different flavors that make it up. It's more unique now than it even was before and Sola is mesmerized, lowering his mouth to take the head of Johnny's cock inside and swirl his tongue around it carefully, testing and tasting, a cross between experimentation and oral worship as his eyes drift closed.]

[The sensation of Sola's tongue on him sent electricity up his spine and ripped a gasp from the older vampire.]

Sola-!

[Had he not been so preoccupied with the sensations rushing through him, causing him to jerk and tense up, he might have felt a bit embarrassed by his own reactions. With a few exceptions, he'd been in control during their past times together, however it always seemed like a single touch from Sola in just the right place could turn him into a writhing mess.

In this instance, at least, he could blame it on the new vampire's new found confidence which only made him shine brighter in Johnny's eyes.]

[The noise and movement from the elder vampire spurs Sola on, pride settling in his chest and warmth spreading outward. Johnny is always so in control, so suave and knowing, that making him lose control is such a heady pleasure for the Hylian.

He lowers his head, sucking in a breath through his nose as he takes Johnny to the back of his throat, swallowing and giving a thrumming suck as his tongue folds and presses against the soft flesh. His eyelids flutter just a little, the sound of his own name passing Johnny's lips sending a happy chill down his spine. As much as he wants to give his lover the same release he'd given him, he also takes personal pleasure and some pride in the ability to make his matesprit work for it, to reward those squirms and moans that he's learned to coax from Johnny physically.

One of Sola's hands tightens at the hilt of Johnny's cock, urging and keeping note of the vampire's mounting pleasure while the other hand slips to the outside of the man's thigh, thumb gently brushing back and forth in a soft, loving motion that somehow is both complementary and dissonant to the hungry actions of the new vampire's throat and tongue.]

[As Sola took more of him into his mouth, Johnny's spine arched a bit off the bed and a loud moan escaped him. His cheeks flushed brightly, though not for his volume.

Every touch and sensation soared through him and somewhere in his mind the word partner surfaced and brought the color with it.

He might not like that Sola was a vampire just due to all the complications it would bring to his life, if not for the moral and spiritual attachments Johnny perceived it to have, but there were good things about it. He felt like he could be closer to this man he loved and he knew it was unlikely he would lose him. Before, that word never would have found an association with the hylian...now...

His emotions combined with the physical sensations caused a burst of white behind his eyes that wiped out his thoughts and he cried out with his release. Every muscle tensed and, slowly, relaxed with every breath.]

[The sudden peak and release that soon into their play is new, but Sola supposes the situation is new as well as he swallows without hesitation. Slowly he pulls his head back, licking his lover clean before resting his head against Johnny's still-warm thigh and looking up at him with clear amusement and adoration as the elder vampire tries to cool himself down.]

Guess I was too much for you this time.

[He kisses the inside of Johnny's thigh as if to prove the point then slides his way up onto the bed to lay next to his love, draping an arm lazily over his chest and planting another kiss on the outward curve of his shoulder, clearly quite pleased with himself.]

[Once Sola was closer, he pulled his hands from the tie and wrapped his arm around the smaller form and brought his other hand up to Sola's face so he could lean in and kiss his lips.]

You're right...you were. You're attractive and intelligent, my two biggest weaknesses~

[And permanently by his side...a thought which only made him want to hold the younger vampire closer and tighter.]

[Intelligent?

Sola returns the kiss a little doubtfully on that score, though it's being called attractive that makes his ears turn vaguely pink. Still, there's something different in the way that Johnny holds him, something more settled. Before there was always a sense of distance, that Johnny would always hold just a bit of himself back for some reason Sola couldn't fathom, but that feeling is gone now. It's replaced with a sense of belonging, a sense that this won't just fall away and either one of them will be left alone.

They've been a couple for a few years now, but this may be the first time they're well and truly together.

Sola kisses Johnny back, then kisses his cheek before pulling back to look at his boyfriend.]

I love you.

[A few years together and these words weren't new, but they still brought color to his cheeks. Maybe not if it was said lightly or quickly, but when there was nothing else going on, when it was truly just them and Johnny could hear the sincerity in Sola's voice.

He brought a hand up to stroke his thumb along Sola's cheek before sliding his hand back through that silver hair.]

I love you too.

[He went silent a moment, gaze glued to Sola's eyes and face. After a moment, he gave a small sigh and just pulled the hylian-turned-vampire as close as he could.]

I would not have wished this for you...but, at the same time,there's a part of me that's glad for it.

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[Johnny staring at him like that makes Sola self conscious and his face hot, so he's relieved when the elder vampire pulls him close and sighs very softly against his shoulder.]

That's how I feel. I-I... I've always felt like there's things I don't understand about you, how you try and explain but I never really understood what it's like, but. I get it now I think.

[He looks up at Johnny, not able to see much with the tilt of his head due to proximity, but he sneaks his hand up to run the pads of his fingers lightly on Johnny's chin, feeling the scratchiness of his beard and smiling a little.]

You know you have to take from other people to live and that's sad but...

[He closes his eyes, inhaling deeply and just tasting the air. The after-sex scent of the room, the shampoo and soap both he and Johnny use in the shower, the faint coppery tang of blood that he finds pleasant now.]

But I won't fade away, I won't have to get old and die and leave you alone.

[He was so afraid of that, afraid of death, of ceasing to exist. He has so much that he can't fathom leaving behind, he has a real life, a life that's his, that he's built with Johnny that he won't give up for anything.

His voice gets soft as he shifts, adjusting himself to lay on top of Johnny so he can see his lover's face.]

I won't ever make you sad like that.

[Johnny wrapped an arm around Sola's back and used his other hand to continue playing with that soft hair.]

I don't think you could make me sad...but I'm glad for that.

[Gently, he leaned up to kiss Sola. It wasn't passionate, but it was soft and sensual, a lover's kiss.]

I'm glad that you'll stay with me.

[The kiss makes him smile and he returns it, chaste and loving.]

Always.

[And he's true to his word. He can't bring himself to rise from the bed for at least an hour, simply enjoying the new and novel closeness, but his paramour grows antsy after they've recovered from their activity and insists on going to find the wayward princess.

They search all night but Marie is nowhere to be found. A look at the network shows her name no longer on the list of residents. Sola doesn't say anything, not sure how he feels now that she's gone. He's glad she won't be interrupting his time with Johnny in that imperious way she has, but... he owes her quite a lot now.]

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[It was surprising how easy it was to get used to Sola being a vampire. No, it still wasn't his favorite thing, but he was becoming more okay with it-more thankful for it- every day and week that passed.

He didn't need to fret as much about where Sola was or what he was doing or if he was ok, he knew the other vampire would be fine and, as long as he remained only drinking from Johnny, he would be nearly impervious.

He was so content with everything it didn't occur to him things could go south. It wasn't immediate, but the bubble had a funny way of pulling just the wrong person in.

This time, it was a very persistent vampire hunter named Gordon. He couldn't tell at first, but it didn't take him too long and, once he knew, he was like a dog on a scent.

The first time he tried to attack them, he surprised them with some form of injection filled with dead blood and their lack of reaction seemed to only frustrate him. In fact, a lot of his methods were pointless when used on them with exception to that blade he aimed at their necks whenever he could.

It had been a while since they'd last run into Gordon and, considering their previous encounters, Johnny hardly felt overly-threatened when the hunter suddenly appeared while they were out for a walk.

However, this encounter was different. Gordon got too close to Sola-too close for Johnny's comfort-so he pushed the younger vampire out of the way of the hunter's blade only to find a needle shoved into his shoulder in the next instant.

The smell from the mixture told him it was dead blood again, but the fire that tore down through his arm as the mixture spread through his veins told him it was more than that.

It spread quickly and caused Johnny to drop heavily to the ground. Everything hurt and rational thought was quickly being chased from his mind as the fire spread.

His concern for his partner was greater, though, and it registered that Gardon was moving past Johnny to try and hurt Sola. He lashed out for the man's calf with claw-like nails, hoping to catch enough to afford Sola some time. He didn't know what was in that syringe, but he knew that Sola didn't have the experience to fend off a hunter like this alone.]

Sol..run-!

[Frantic gold eyes tried to find red ones to tell Sola he had to go, he had to run, just as his nails tore through flesh. It wasn't enough, though. Sola was still in danger...but Johnny's movements had been limited to curling in on himself as tightly as possible. He couldn't help any more.

[Sola hated Gordon. Not like he'd hated Laharl, an annoying rivalry that bordered on kismisitude, but a real ugly hate that makes his expression darken at the mere mention of the hunter's name.

It hadn't started out that way. At the beginning Gordon had simply been irrelevant. His attempts to corner the vampires had been laughable, if annoying, but slowly he grew into thorn in their side. They couldn't go anywhere in the bubble without him showing up to spoil the evening. Johnny had to leave off tending the bar, Sola had to stop his deliveries, because whenever they were out, Gordon would find them. He was always more bold when he caught one of them alone. Johnny, for his part, had never laid a finger on the man. If he got too close, Johnny would abscond, not inclined to hurt Gordon despite his intentions. Sola on the other hand, when Gordon had discovered the younger vampire making a delivery on his own and raised a knife at him, fought tenaciously. They'd left the altercation each with several wounds, the difference being Sola's had healed before he even returned home. Gordon wore his like merit badges.

Sola hated Gordon.

He'd never been able to hurt them before now, though. Injections of stale blood or the waving of steel blades were really nothing they had to worry about. They were stronger than this human, this human that for some reason Sola can't comprehend wants them dead despite only ever feeding from each other, only ever helping people.

When Sola sees Johnny drop under the needle, he knows this time is different and all of those feelings of loathing and hatred that he'd tried to squelch for his boyfriend's sake rise to the surface and flood his expression.

It was one thing to flail at them ineffectually-

Sola's lips curl into a snarl, revealing his long, wickedly sharp fangs.

It was one thing to interrupt what seemed like every quiet, private moment-

Sola's complexion grows darker, his eyes bleeding their customary red color into the entirety of the sclera, lowing with an unnatural and unholy light.

But to drop Johnny like he were nothing, to threaten his most important person? He's done running, he's done leaving things as they are.

Sola's complexion turns dark and grows like an elongated shadow, seeming to take over the entire area in darkness. Whatever moon or starlight that filters into the bubble at night is gone, blotted out in the rage of one vampire who's reached the end of his rope.

He says nothing, gives no warning other than a bestial growl as he descends on the offending human.

The arm holding the syringe is the first thing to go, joints and sinew shredding like paper under Sola's fury. It ends up at the base of an adjacent tree. The human howls in pain yet still tries to swing at him with the arm still attached, clutching a knife that burns Sola as it passes into his flesh.

He barely feels it over the consuming rage and soon that arm hangs uselessly, the silver knife drops involuntarily to the grass, hand too slick with blood to hold it.

The fight goes out of the human, his struggles weakening with the blood loss, but Sola doesn't seem to notice or care. He latches his fangs into the man's neck, the scent of blood overpowering and his hatred for Gordon and all he's done to interrupt their lives, what he's done to Johnny, utterly overwhelming.

It isn't long before Gordon stops moving altogether, just a still mass of bloody flesh under the coalescent shadow of Sola.]

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[It had taken his mind a moment to register what it was his eyes were seeing. He'd only caught a glimpse of this before, but never had he seen Sola darken to this degree.

He wanted to call out, to tell him to stop, not for Gorden's fate but for Sola himself. But he couldn't get his throat to work and soon it was too late anyway.

He watched as Sola ripped the man apart and his heart only sunk further when he saw his boyfriend's fangs latch onto the hunter's neck. As aggravating as he was, the hunter was a human, and that meant Sola had taken the last step into becoming a full vampire.

Some tenacious part of him took hold and forced him to get to his feet. He was shaking, but he still had enough strength to stagger over to them and rip the corpse from Sola's hold. It hardly mattered what state the body was in and Johnny didn't really care either, there was no great loss to the human species here. All of his concern was for Sola.

He was weaker than Sola right now between the injection and the younger vampire's anger, and he didn't think he could stop Sola if he tried to go for the body again, so he put himself between them, throwing his arms around the shadowed figure as tightly as he could. This scared him. Not the power, that was just Sola, but what it could do at this level to his lover. "...stop. You can stop, it's okay, he's gone."

He felt like he was trying to hug something that wasn't there but was at the same time, it was a strange sensation. The hardest thing wasn't the act, though, it was the energy he could feel from Sola. All of that anger and hate hurt more than the burning through his body; he just wanted to chase it all away and make Sola happy again. But there was a part of him, a childish part maybe, that was afraid he was going to lose his Sola to this power. He didn't know how it worked, but he knew what anger could do and that was frightening enough alone.

"Please stop, Sola. I need you."

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