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 Posted: Sun Sep 08, 2013 10:18 am
Travis silently listened to Mikal spill his heart out to him, so to speak. When the vampire was done and practically pleading with him to help. He sighed at his brother's weakness and reached over, wiping the blood red tears from his eyes. Then he gently ran his fingers through the older being's hair. "Mikal...I'm afraid that this is one of the things someone else simply can't help you with. It seems your infatuation with killing has turned into a passion for being by his side, on his side." He paused, letting his words sink in a little before continuing with his suggestion. "Perhaps...you should go and see the Slayer. Tell him about your dreams and see what he makes of it. His response may snap you out of whatever you're going through."
Out of the three brothers, Travis was the motherly one. Yes, he enjoyed picking on his siblings as much as any other brother, but was generally the one that the other two came to if they were scared of something or needed advice. He would try his best to accomodate them in their time of need and watch over them unless Father took over. His stance on inter-species relationships was also neutral. He viewed them just like any other such as a gay activist views homosexual marriage. As long as the people involved were happy, he didn't mind them nearly as much as most others did. Even when it came to a vampire and Slayer being together, he just didn't see much to be afraid of. If it was real love, things would work out for the better, he had confidence in that.
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Posted: Sun Sep 08, 2013 12:35 pm
Mikal frowned at the realistic advice. He knew that it was childish, but a large part of him wanted the ‘everything is going to be okay’ spiel. The dark brunette pushed his face into his knees again hiding from the truth that he told. Maybe he could just live out the rest of his existence in the house and then he would never have to face the slayer again. As Travis suggested going and seeing the slayer, he felt his heart wrench with want. “Even if I wanted to, I don’t know where he lives.” Mikal half-lied. He knew what street the slayer lived on, and from there he could get to the slayers house, but technically he didn’t know where the slayer lived. He was not at the desperation of watching the other sleep just yet.
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Posted: Sun Sep 08, 2013 6:31 pm
Travis snorted slightly. "Mikal, even if you really don't know where he lives, you're a pro at hunting Slayers down. I'm sure you could find him. This time you even know he lives in the city. Or you could go bother his little bartender friend adn see if he'll tell you. You could even ask Heison. I'm pretty sure he's been inside the Slayer's house before." He continued to comfortingly run his fingers through the older vampire's dark hair. "But you need to get over this sulking soon. No one's happy in this house if you're sulking, and you know that. It's better for everyone if you'll grow your balls back and get this situation fixed soon. Either that or you're just going to keep frustrating yourself more by sitting here and moping and not talking to anyone," he scolded him slightly, though he did it in a kind voice.
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Posted: Mon Sep 09, 2013 10:31 am
Mikal's frown deepened as he hid in his knees. Why did Travis have to be right? At least before he could convince himself that he didn't need to go waste all that time hunting down the slayer, but now through Travis words, it seemed like Mikal could do it in a matter of minutes. Which he could, but that was besides the point. The point was that Mikal wanted Travis to justify why he should stay, and he was doing the opposite. The older vampire, finally giving in, pulled his head up looking over at Travis. "if I go and I get into another fight with the slayer, I'm blaming you." Mikal caved before he uncurled himself and slid of the bed. He moved to his closet pulling on a overcoat over his shirt and slipping on his shoes. "I'm only going to see him so I can end this sick obsession with him. So don't get any ideas of telling Father or Heison about where I'm going." He said turning back at the doorway to Travis. He wanted the other to know that this was all a secret and no one was to know.
The vampire than turned and started out of the house, hearing Father's voice in the kitchen, he made sure to steer clear of sight. He technically was grounded and wasn't suppose to be leaving the house, but Travis was probably right. He needed to get out of the house, and get this settled. Whatever it took, he couldn't be falling in love with a slayer. After slipping out of his house, it took him all of maybe ten minutes to get to the Slayer's street, and then another five to find his house. The guy's house practically screamed, "Hi, I'm the slayer, and I live here." He even had a battleaxe in his front yard. Not too sure how to approach this, he peeked into a few windows until he got to the slayer's bedroom. It was conveniently placed right in front of a tree he could sit in. As Mikal looked down at the brunette asleep on his bed, the pull felt even stronger than ever. He was shaking almost with the impulse of wanting to take the slayer. He closed his eyes to see if he could shake the thought, but the moment he did he felt even closer to the other as like they were connected.
An uplifting feeling came over the vampire, before he opened his eyes and he wasn't outside the window looking in anymore. He was inside the slayer's house, but how could that be? The vampire looked around almost frantically before he turned to see the slayer standing in the room with him. "Slayer," he spoke out and then he realized this feeling... this feeling of connection. He was doing a realm link with the slayer... but this was different... he was connecting on a level with him so deep, that he was actually able to enter his dreams.
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Posted: Mon Sep 09, 2013 3:01 pm
Travis smiled and nodded to the elder vampire. He knew he could put his trust in Travis. After he left, Travis laid back on his brother's bed for a few moments, just glad he finally got the other out of the house. He hated it when Mikal got all sulk-y because he really did love him. He liked to take care of Mikal--especially when he was so upset like he had been. He sighed softly then, standing from the bed. There was one more brother he needed to check up on now. He calmly ascended the stairs and followed the sound of his family's voices. He stepped into the kitchen to see Father and Heison talking. He knocked softly on the door frame before really entering the room and sitting down at the table. He reached over and put his hand over Heison's, smiling at him to let him know he was happy he was alright.
Bryan was sleeping soundly, enjoying his oddly hot and steamy dream with the vampire with slayer-murdering tendencies. Just...the way their bodies moved against each other while he pounded into the vampire...feeling the male beneath him's fangs sink into his flesh as he muffled his cries. God, it was such a ******** rush, and he loved it. ...And then suddenly he was standing upright in the middle of the room, looking straight over at the vampire's seemingly-shocked face. The problem was...he was still in the state he had been in only seconds before...just upright and not thrusting. He had blood running down his chest and back from the bite marks littering his shoulders and throat. His whole body was covered in sweat. His lips were swollen from the intense make-out session he had minutes before. And he was stark naked...with a very hard erection. Standing exactly like this, hair tosseled and chest heaving in front of the vampire that tried to kill him on multiple occasions...and that he was just on top of not minutes before. "********... What now? I was just ******** you, now you wanna talk?" he asked, exasperated as he thought this was just part of his dream. "I mean, come on! You couldn't have at least let me ******** fin...ish... Why do you have clothes on? You should be..." He paused before he slapped a hand on his face with a groan, running his fingers through his own hair roughly. He took a few steps back, plopping down on the bed with another groan. He held his face in his hands and mumbled, "Please don't tell me that's actually you doing that freaky vampire thing Heison and Dahvie were doing earlier... And please tell me you've come to put me out of my misery, because I don't think my mind can deal with this right now."
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Posted: Mon Sep 09, 2013 9:38 pm
Mikal seemed to startle realizing the slayer's state of being. Before he had just noticed the other standing there, now he saw his condition in detail. "You were doing what?!" Mikal blurted out suddenly feeling his face heating up. The thought of being with the slayer had crossed his mind, but the slayer looked like he received some serious sex scars. It must be incredible to be with someone who you didn't risk breaking their bones with every thrust... "I think this has gone astray from what I came to your house to do." Mikal mumbled as he turned away from the naked slayer. He was mad at himself for blushing at the thought of being with the slayer. He was suppose to be manly and strong, why did the slayer make him feel this way?!
"I didn't mean to do the "freaky vampire thing" as you call it, I came to set things straight and when I got close to you, it just sort of happened. I have never connected with someone on such a deep level though that I actually entered their dream, though. I guess I owe you an apologize for.. umm interrupting." Mikal explained as he moved closer to the other sitting on the bed. Seeing his muscles and the moonlight reflecting off the beads of sweat and blood were proving to be a temptation that Mikal was not ready to handle. His hands slowly curled into fist to get a better grip on himself. "I also need to apologize of my behavior, lately my emotions keep running away with me... and I just don't want to believe that I'm falling for a slayer. I mean literally you don't understand, but it is like beyond taboo. If the council ever found out that I could even realm link with you like this, my whole family and I would be killed on the spot. And still even knowing that, I can't stop being attracted to you... It doesn't make any sense." Mikal tried to explain so that the slayer knew that he was quitting this. He didn't want to be out of control anymore, even if being with the slayer would probably bloom into worlds of pleasure. His body shivered slightly at the thought.
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Posted: Mon Sep 09, 2013 9:56 pm
Bryan looked up at Mikal curiously as he began to talk. So…what he was getting was…that Mikal and he shouldn’t do things like that together…but he was all for it if Bryan was…and that he wanted him really badly. Bryan’s eyes scanned the vampire’s tense body as he listened to him speak. Only one thought was crossing his mind, though. He’s right there… I could touch the real him right here, right now… It’d be in my dream, but still. He found himself leaning in closer to the vampire. He breathed on his neck and shoulder lightly. “You know…you could always make up for interrupting…by making an ending for my dream..,” he told him, voice low as he reached forward with one slightly bloody hand and let his fingers dance across the skin on the back of the vampire’s hand. His fingers danced up his arm, across his chest and up his neck, finally cupping his jaw gently. “I promise you won’t regret it,” he added in a hushed voice, closing the two off into their own world. “No one will know… We could connect on an even deeper level… It could be our dirty…little…secret..,” he purred into his eat, nipping at the lobe teasingly as he basically moaned the words out.
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Posted: Mon Sep 09, 2013 10:18 pm
Mikal felt his body yearn for the other to touch and hold him, but he piercing his hands with his own nails to try and push away the feelings. He was suppose to be breaking off all connect with the slayer, not having sex with him... It was like the slayer had magically become a siren to him though, and he was suddenly all around him breathing warmth into his soul. The vampire had resisted all of his impulses, and had opened his mouth to tell the slayer that they couldn't do this, until the other touched him. The silky smooth blood running over his skin. He knew the feeling all to well, but it was more than that, there was a burning fire attached to it that moved up his arm, shoulder, and finally to his cheek. Hearing those next words sold the vampire. They could face the consequences later, Mikal needed that touch to consume him. "Our dirty little secret," he breathed back in sheer want before he started to peel back his overcoat and ripped off the button up he had on. The vampire bridged the gap between them and their lips met. It was like straight electricity in his nerve endings. His hands reached up to grab hold of the other. One ended up buried in slayer's hair and the other was wrapped around his shoulder and slightly clawing at the skin on his back. The warmth that sudden engulfed the vampire felt like a wall of fire, but he knew that it wasn't really burning him. It was just the sensation of being touched by the other.
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Posted: Mon Sep 09, 2013 10:41 pm
Bryan hummed shortly in response as he felt the vampire give in to him. Suddenly they were all over each other, fingers digging into dark hair and teeth clacking against each other. Bryan let out a moan into the vampire's mouth. He roughly shoved Mikal down onto his back and was on top of him within seconds, attacking his mouth and jaw and neck and anywhere he could reach with his mouth. His blunt nails were dragged down Mikal's front, leaving trails of his own blood in their wake. He ground their groins together roughly as the hot makeout session continued. He groaned out as his naked erection rubbed against the harsh fabric of Mikal's pants. "********," he breathed heavily against Mikal's throat. One of his hands ran down the vampire's body and tugged at his waistband, successfully popping the button off of the pants. He fumbled with teh zipper before backing up and grabbing ahold of the vampires' pant legs. He ripped his pants off, easily taking the shoes with them. He looked up at Mikal from between his legs and breathed, "God, you're ******** sexy..," before he slid his way back up his body, dragging a trail of his saliva up his chiseled stomach and chest. He finally made his way back up to his throat and found a tender patch of skin before sinking his teeth into the flesh there and sucking on his jugular.
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Posted: Mon Sep 09, 2013 11:32 pm
Mikal breathed hotly into the kiss as he leaned into the other's strong embrace. It has been much too long since he let himself go, he could almost feel the years whining off of him since he had connected with a another being. As he was taken and tossed on his back, hungrily glanced up at the slayer. Something about the fact of being taken by another again seemed to make him want this all the more. The other's blood seemed to paint his flawless skin crimson as it smeared onto him. The smell soon was infecting Mikal from the inside out. The vampire's tongue now freed from their make-out session, moved across the other's shoulder lapping up the blood in a precise, swift motion. The blood swirled about his tongue and smoothed down his throat. Slayer's blood to vampire was one of the most sensual in all humankind, and Mikal already was turned on by that point. As he felt the blood kicking in only seconds later, he tipped his head back and moaned. His eyes glossing over as he looked back at the slayer as the brunette took off his remaining clothes. Mikal's eyes were now a deep, fluorescent purple and were hungrier than ever. "You aren't bad yourself." Mikal breathed back in a seductive tone as he pulled the slayer closer to him and wrapped his arms around him. With the new found grasp on the other, in one clean motion, Mikal pulled the slayer down and propelled himself on top of the other, pinning him to the bed. "Can't just let you win now can I?" He chuckled with a smirk as he moved down to the skin taking another lick before sharply biting an new set of teeth marks into the the slayer's skin. As he sucked on the intoxicating blood, Mikal had picked up the grinding from before with a whole passion.
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Posted: Tue Sep 10, 2013 12:03 am
Bryan groaned as he found himself pinned beneath the vampire. Being overtaken like this by Mikal kind of felt...really hot. He let out a sharp gasp of pleasure before releasing a low groan as his neck was bitten into. He felt a rush as the vampire pulled the blood from his body. His body was pulsing with the sensation, and it felt ******** fantastic. He gritted out a loud moan as the grinding started up again. His hands gripped at Mikal's back, nails digging into the skin as their bodies moved against each other. By now, it was just a really rough round of frottage between the two as their slicked erections moved smoothly against one another. "********..," he gasped out, trying his hardest to get a grip on himself, but he just couldn't. Not with the fire surging through his veins like it was. He tugged Mikal down to him so their slick chests slid together and groaned lowly right in his ear, moaning out the vampire's name with longing in his voice. "Mikaaaaal," he whined hotly, breathing against his flesh as they moved together perfectly.
Dahvie sighed softly as he locked up the bar for the night. He couldn't stop thinking about Heison and the passionate moment they shared. "I hope you're okay..," he mumbled to himself as he shoved his keys back into his pocket. He then began the five-minute walk home, thoughts clouding his mind.
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Posted: Tue Sep 10, 2013 7:21 am
Mikal moaned back as he just completely gave into every dark desire he had for the slayer. Maybe it was because they were never met to be together that it was so fantastic. It was so taboo, that it turned Mikal on. He had always been a little on the rebellious side, especially when it came to things the council wanted him to do. Sometimes he did things, just to stick it to the council that he could do it, and get away with it. Mikal could feel his desire suddenly needing more. This wasn't enough, he wouldn't be satisfied until he had taken everything the slayer had to offer him. The vampire pulled back lifting the other's legs up to his waist before basically pulling him onto his c**k. As he felt himself enter the other, his body quivered for more. The other was tighter than he had anticipated, but as strong as he was, he probably rarely ended up on bottom. With the momentary thought in the madness, Mikal leaned back down to the other waiting for a sign that he was okay to move as he kissed lightly at his neck.
Heison groaned a little as his face slid down onto the counter. Father had just left back to his room, after basically tell him in better words that he didn't want him hanging around the slayer anymore and that he was grounded from leaving the house for anything but food and school. "Travis... what am I going to do... I was suppose to meet up with Dahvie later...." He whined a little. It was probably not the best idea with what happened earlier, but he couldn't stop thinking about the other.
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Posted: Tue Sep 10, 2013 9:16 am
Bryan gasped out in the most pleasureful pain he'd ever had. "Oh God," he gasped out, nails breaking the skin on Mikal's shoulders as they dug in roughly. He'd only been on bottom once before, and that was before he even became the slayer. That was a loooong time ago. His legs wound tightly around the vampire's waist as did his arms around his shoulders. "********," he just kept gasping as they sat still, Bryan getting used to the sensation again. "********." He buried his face in Mikal's neck, arms tightening around him. He didn't want the vampire to see his rare moment of weakness, or the tears pooling in his eyes. This wasn't the pain he was quite used to. He was used to battle scars, cuts, bruises...and not in as sensitive as this area was. "Just...move or ******** do someting," he growled out weakly.
Travis sighed softly. Here he went again. Being the mother of his two brothers. "Heison, I don't think you should even try to get out for a couple of days to completely recover from that spell you had, if you want me to be honest. So that's out of the question. You have his phone number, right? Why don't you call him and talk instead? I'm sure he'd appreciate it," he consoled him, rubbing his back a little before running his fingers through his hair. He heard the faint sound of music in the living room and paused before standing up. The younger vampire's cell phone was still sitting on the arm of the sofa, the song "We Love Like Vampires" playing through the speaker. He smirked a little to himself before picking up the phone and answering it. "Hello. Dahvie, is it? It seems like I'm just answering everyone's phone today," he said in a slightly cheerful voice as he walked back into the kitchen, giving Heison a smirk as he held the iPhone to his ear. There was a pause on the other end of the line.
Dahvie sat in his living room bored-ly with his phone held to his ear. Who was this on the other end of the line? He knew Heison had Mikal as an older brother, but this wasn't Mikal. From the Slayer's stories, this sounded a little too cheerful to be Mikal, but it definitely wasn't Heison. "Um..," he mumbled awkwardly, "yeah, it's Dahvie. Can I, uh, talk to Heison?" he asked hopefully. This other person answering business threw him for a loop. The other voice on the line chuckled lightly. "And why would I let Heison talk to you on his own phone? Think before you speak, and all that," he teased, grinning at Heison's expression. He was obviously having fun.
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Posted: Tue Sep 10, 2013 6:26 pm
Mikal felt a slight sting from the claws, but nothing could really bring him down at this point. His tongue moved over the spot he bite again to sip the blood up some more. It was like the best drug he had ever had, and he wasn't going to walk away without more than one hit of it. One of the vampire's arms wound around the other's body as the slayer latched onto him basically. At the command, the vampire complied immediately slowly thrusting into the other as he began a slow rhythm. He didn't want to hurt the slayer, he wanted the slayer to feel the way he did about this... about their moment in time together. Maybe the slayer would wake up tomorrow and forget this every happened, but Mikal wasn't going to forget. This was a moment of no turning back. He never slept with people he didn't intent to kill unless he wanted to spend the rest eternity with them, and there was only two other people besides the slayer that fell in that catoregy for Mikal: Father and the council member that he fell in love with, Ivan. That meant that the slayer wasn't just going to fall out of his life now. Mikal was going to protect him, and wasn't going to lose him to the council like his last love.
As their bodies started to heat up with the friction returning to them, a thought occurred to him. "You know,... you never told me your name, slayer." He breathed hotly into his ear wanting to be able to moan out his name for him, but it was a little hard if he didn't know it. He couldn't exactly read minds. His hips twitching almost with want as he wanted to pound the slayer into the mattress. The only thing that kept him at his pace was the fact that the slayer hadn't commanded that he go faster or thrust harder. Yes, he wanted to be able to moan out the slayer's name, but more than that, he wanted to hear the slayer crying out his name, begging, pleading for more. It was one of the best fantasies he had of the slayer to date.
Heison's head switched up hearing his ringtone, but seeing Travis move for his phone, he laid his head back down on the counter reluctantly. He didn't even know that Dahve had his number, he knew that Bryan had it, but he never figured out if Bryan passed it on. As for anyone else calling him, he really didn't want to talk to anyone else. Heison's head snapped back up though hearing Dahvie's name. "It is not! Is it really Dahvie? Travis, give me my phone back!" The younger vampire said starting out skeptical, but then quickly changing to frantic at the thought of it actually being him. The vampire reaching for the device as best he could, he practically fell off the bar stool reaching for it.
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Posted: Wed Sep 11, 2013 12:14 am
Bryan groaned. He hadn't felt this taken over and pleasured in a long, long time. It was amazing. He panted heavily, trying to calm his mind down to understand exactly what Mikal was saying. It was all slurred together and gibberish to him until it was finally straightened out in his mind. He looked up at Mikal's face. God, his eyes were such a beautiful shade of violet... "Why didn't you...ah...just ask H-Heison?" he moaned out, taking the moment to run his fingers through the vampire's hair. He suddenly leaned up as he brought Mikal's head down so their lips met. It was a hungry kiss, Bryan himself moaning into the other's mouth the whole time. "It's Bryan..," he breathed out against the vampire's cold lips, pulling the bottom one gently with his teeth teasingly. "Now how much longer are you going to make me wait for the good stuff?" he whispered against his surprisingly soft lips and gripped his hair a little roughly, bringing him back to crash their lips together in a hungry makeout session.
Travis danced away from him laughing slightly as he held the phone to his ear. He was having fun with this. Though, he could tell that Heison really cared for this man that he was keeping Heison from talking to. He heard Dahvie laugh a little from the other end of the line, the sound of relief in his voice when he obviously heard Heison shouting in the background. "Fine, fine, here," Travis said before handing him the phone and smiling at him happily. He loved seeing Heison happy.
Dahvie smiled to himself when he heard the phone being handed over to the other vampire. "Hey, Beautiful," he greeted him when he heard the other's voice through the speaker. "Are you feeling better? You kind of scared me earlier. Wanted to know if you made it home okay. Now I don't want you up and trying to move around and over-exert yourself again just for me, okay? So don't even think about coming over tonight. If you show up here, I'm gonna be upset. I'll still let you in, but I'll be really upset," he told him, trying to sound stern. He just couldn't keep the grin off of his face as he talked to the cute little vampire.
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