makinglies | Vampire AU - Vatheon Verse

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Vampire AU - Vatheon Verse

[Marie ran her fingers through the hair of her new pet. The taste of his blood was still on her lips and she smiled as she wiped the bit of her own blood from his. The wound she'd opened in her wrist had long since closed and now she was just waiting for him to awaken.

It would be better this way. He could stay with her and Rayflo forever now and nothing would ever hurt him. He was so sweet. So kind. And now he was hers. Rayflo wouldn't mind. She knew he loved the boy as she did, he would understand and be happy. He would smile at her like he used to, that smile he saved just for her whenever he'd come back from a journey and she would run to greet him. He'd smile and call her his princess.

Now she could have her knight and her prince! A happy family that could live together.

Marie smiled a little wider and hummed a tune Rayflo used to hum to her when the nightmares came for her. No nightmare touched her now and there would be none for Sola either.]

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Don't be sorry! I'm fine, like I said.

[He curls his fingers around Johnny's longer ones.]

I'm not even that angry, not really. I just thought because you'd get so upset if I ever brought it up... but I feel better, stronger than even when Zelda fixed me.

[He catches himself smiling and looks down, ashamed at the knowledge that Johnny believes this to be terrible while he does not.]

Are you mad?

[Was he mad? He couldn't really say no...but he couldn't change anything either.]

Not at you.

[What was done was done, now he had to try and do his best to help Sola...even if his boyfriend didn't hate his fate as much as Johnny did, he could still try and help.]

Don't drink from anyone but me, okay? If you drink from a person you'll never be able to see the sun again...and that might not seem like much now, but you'll miss it.

[His grip tightened a little and he looked up to red eyes.]

No matter how often it is, tell me when you're hungry, okay? Don't try and push your limits out of some desire to not feed.

...I'll take care of you.

I'm not going to feed off you whenever I'm hungry! Look, you can't even really stand up and you're white as a ghost and that's my fault even if you said it doesn't hurt.

[Sola paces to the wall from the bed, running a hand back through his hair and dislodging his hat. It comes away in his hands and he looks turns it over, feeling the texture on his fingers and every weave made out in sharp detail to his enhanced vision.]

I don't mean I won't eat at all, I just mean I'm not going to hurt you. I don't want to. I hate it so I won't.

[He looks at the wall for a moment, then back at Johnny. There's a straightness to his posture that hadn't been there before, an upright confidence that seems to have come with this change. He no longer feels the layman, walking in Johnny's shadow but not comprehending his experience. Now he has an idea, a knowledge, and he is beginning to understand.]

Promise me you'll tell me when to stop. I want you to teach me how to be like this, so I don't hurt anyone, especially you. Will you..?

[Johnny is silent a long time. He didn't want to 'teach' Sola, he wanted to roll back the clock and stop this from ever happening; he never ever wanted this for anyone he loved ever again.

They always hated him afterward...at least when he did it. And he didn't want Sola to be miserable because of this glorified blood disease. Granted, he wasn't so blind he couldn't see Sola's new demeanor or change in presence, it was obvious when the vampire's attention was almost always on the younger man whenever he was around. But...how long would it last? He was confident and proud once too...

But, the fact remained that he couldn't change it, no matter how much he wished to, and living in denial would only hurt Sola more than help him. Look at Marie, the entire cause for this. Johnny had been young when he'd turned her, he could hardly know what his own limits were, much less teach her hers, and look what had happened: whole villages slaughtered in the course of a few hours. He wouldn't do such a disservice to someone he loved so dearly.

Golden eyes stared, dully, at the ground...but, finally, he nodded.]

Yeah...yeah, I'll teach you.

[Sola is quiet for a long time after that answer. The way Johnny gave it, that hopeless dullness, all the light gone from his eyes. He feels stronger, more confident, less scared and less in a hurry, yes, but he hadn't thought of how Johnny must feel, or that the vampire may not understand what this means to Sola now that it's happened.

He sits on the bed next to his matesprit, raising a hand to his cheek.]

Please don't be sad. I know you don't want this, that you're mad, but...

[He's struggles with the words, trying to find a way to explain.]

I was going to die. Not soon, but... someday, I was going to just whither away and be gone and it scared me. More than the thought of dying in a fight or something, dying from old age is so scary because there's nothing you can do, but now I won't. I don't feel like I have to hurry and do everything all at once, and...

[He smiles, that special smile just for Johnny.]

And I don't have to leave you, or get old and wrinkly while you stay the same. I think that would be hard.

[He had a point. It was hard to admit, but Sola was right. With him this way...Johnny wouldn't have to watch another person he loved grow old an wither away. Sola would be stronger, too, and the older vampire wouldn't have to worry about him as much anymore, not with his only way of dying being the Bible or losing his head.

But those had been his hopes with Marie as well...

Without a word, Johnny wrapped his arms around the slighter shoulders, tightly, burying his face in the space between shoulder and neck.]

...I know. You're stronger now...and I'm glad for that. [His voice got quieter, barely audible.] Just...please don't come to hate me.

[He sighs and pulls away to move so their faces were on the same level. Gently, he pressed his lips to Sola's, a hand running from the younger man's cheek to his shoulder.]

I'm sorry, I'm being scared and selfish...you'll be alright.

[He had to be.]

I could never hate you.

[His voice is just as low, far gentler than usual. Sola leans up and steals another kiss, finding the soft pressure feels different somehow with all his senses constantly at attention. He captures Johnny's lower lip lightly between his, giving a tender, explorative suck. He even tastes different, more rich, with a hint of smoke even though the man had stopped smoking cigarettes ages ago. It's familiar and foreign at the same time and Sola loses himself in the sensation, barely aware that he moves to straddle Johnny's lap in an effort to be closer, heart thumping wildly.]

[It's still Sola, the taste of him, at it's core, is the same. However, there is an edge to it, a change that speaks of the change in species his matesprit had undergone and the nostalgic familiarity of it mixed with what he was already used to was intoxicating.

As the younger vampire moved to straddle him, Johnny wrapped his arms around Sola's back. He pulled away from the kiss, but swiftly returned, pressing their lips together harder, more needy, before a forked tongue darted out exploratively, hoping for entrance.

[Sola takes in a sharp breath as Johnny darts in again, parting his lips to allow that forked tongue free reign over teeth and newly formed fangs. His own tongue greets it, twining and tasting as Sola's fingers fist in the fabric of his matesprit's shirt. This is fast and heady and he can't stop himself, nor does he want to, pressing himself bodily against Johnny and trembling a little in the older vampire's arms.

Ruby eyes drift shut as he tilts his head just a little, affording Johnny more access and submitting to him utterly, needing that reassurance that he's still accepted even when he's become something so different, something so stigmatic to one he loves so dear.]

[Johnny let one of his hands slide up to white hair and make a home on the back of sola's head. He let the kiss last a little longer before he broke it and kissed along sola's jaw, moving up to run the tip of his tongue lightly along the edge of one pointed ear. He was fully aware of how sensitive sola's ears were and that just made them even more tempting of a target.

However, the brush of tongue to skin was all he gave before moving his lips to the new vampire's neck.]

[The trace of Johnny's forked tongue along the curve of his ear elicits a uncontrolled moan, Sola swallowing hard after and flushing brightly. He tips his head aside without being asked as Johnny moves his lips from ear to neck, shifting anxiously in his lover's lap. It's not fear but arousal that fuels his movements, the knowledge that even though Johnny may have misgivings about Sola's transformation, he is still accepting of him just the same, even as a vampire.]

[Johnny turned, using his arms to hold Sola steady as he moved to put the smaller vampire down on the bed, shifting to move on top of him.

However, once they were both horizontal, one of Johnny's knees on either side of Sola's thighs, he slowed down, just taking a moment to look at him.

He could smell the difference in What Sola was...but looking at those eyes, at that face...things were still the same, this was still his Sola. He had a feeling he knew the impression he'd given with his reaction...he didn't want Sola to think Johnny didn't want him.]

Sola...I love you. No matter what, don't forget that.

[It's true, he was afraid of being different, that the differences would make Johnny uncomfortable, maybe even enough to leave. His breath catches in his throat as Johnny lays him gently on the bed, straddling his legs easily. The elder vampire's voice encompasses him, those words all he needs to hear to set his fears at ease. Sola reaches up, cupping Johnny's face gently in small hands, taking in his love's face with new eyes, his scent, every little noise and detail committed to memory.

He wets his lips with a tentative tongue, leaning up to give a slow and tender kiss before breathing the words against Johnny's lips.]

I'll never forget. I love you too, no matter what.

Edited 2013-01-15 04:26 (UTC)

[Good. As long as Sola knew that, it was enough for him. He leaned down to capture those lips with his once more and gently used the momentum to push them both to the bed. One black-nailed hand reached for Sola's smaller one and pinned it to the mattress next to his head.

As nice as it was, he broke the kiss to give attention to his lovers jaw and neck.]

[A shallow gasp passes Sola's lips, not ready for Johnny to move from there just yet but also utterly pliant under those large hands. He shifts his hips, a heat already rising in him from the sheer presence of his lover bent over him, the dark hair accenting gold eyes that seem to flash in the dim room and then are shaded again as he lays another nip against the tender flesh of his neck.

He tilts his head away a bit, exposing more of his throat to Johnny's tongue and fangs, subconsciously willing him to drink, to share that intimate bond that only two vampires can, that's encoded into their racial memory.]

[Normally Johnny wouldn't even consider biting Sola. He'd never wanted to put the other through that, especially in case he took too much or left permanent damage. But those weren't really concerns here. He would only lose control if he was starving, which he wasn't, and Sola would heal from just about anything now.

The hand not holding Sola's wrist moved to trace patterns along his chest as Johnny shifted, providing enough desired friction to feel good, but not enough to accomplish anything but teasing.

Slowly, he licked, nipped, and kissed the spot where neck met shoulder before sinking his teeth into the other vampire's skin.]

[The feeling of Johnny's teeth sinking into his neck makes Sola gasp slightly. It doesn't hurt like he thought it would, instead the fangs sliding in with barely a pinch. Somehow it makes sense that even in such an act Johnny would be gentle with him.

His hand slides to the back of Johnny's head, threading soft hair through tentative fingers and encouraging his boyfriend to drink as he pleases, eyelids fluttering and a small groan passing his lips. His knee comes up involuntarily, brushing up along Johnny's leg.]

[He didn't take too much, just a couple swallows to get the taste before he carefully slid his fangs out and licked the wound he'd caused. Then his lips were back over Sola's, the hylian's blood still on his tongue.

The hand holding Sola's wrist slid down his body and, without much preamble, slipped into his pants to cup and pet him. The vampire's free hand wormed it's way under Sola's back to press their chests together.]

Mmmnn...

[The taste of his own blood isn't nearly as heady as Johnny's, but the fact that his boyfriend had drank from him, had shared mutually in such an intimate thing as feeding, is enough to make him push into the kiss greedily, tracing tongue against tongue and nearly knocking teeth. Sola's hand fists in Johnny's hair, holding but not pulling as the vampire's fingers slide beneath his waistband to tease him, his other hand pressing them together closely, which suits Sola just fine. Any space between them is too much. He hooks his leg behind one of Johnny's, locking them together in a twine of limbs and breath.]

[Their tangled state was perfect, but they were both far too over-dressed in his opinion. Johnny removed his hand and settled for grinding himself against his lover with a groan that was muffled by their attached lips.

His hands he put to work removing his and Sola's shirts, just wanting to have all barriers removed as soon as possible. He knew he was moving faster than normal and there was even a rougher edge to his attentions that came from need. But other than his own desire to simply not hurt Sola, he didn't have to worry as much; his hylian was no longer made of glass.]

[The pace suits Sola just fine. It sends a thrill through him even, this hungry spark from Johnny as he pulls at their clothes. The Hylian tears his tunic off quickly, only allowing the moment he pulls it over his head to be the only time with their lips apart. He presses in again as he throws the tunic across the room, arms immediately encircling Johnny as they had before but with a sense of urgency. This. Now. Right now. He doesn't want to wait any longer.

He pushes himself bodily against Johnny, flesh against flesh, and even this feels more than before. Better. More real. His heightened senses allow him to imagine he can feel each nerve at attention, each centimeter of skin wanting to be against each centimeter of Johnny's so badly that Sola gives a small whimper of need against his boyfriend's lips, grabbing and grasping at every bit of Johnny's body he can reach.]

[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.]

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