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 Posted: Sat Feb 14, 2009 8:46 pm
"It would have been impolite to interrupt you. And if I am to be honest, I had no desire to... to see you two..." Mallory stopped speaking for a moment, his lips pressing together in a thin line. Then he sighed and began speaking once more. "My dishonesty before upset you, so I will hold nothing back. I am terribly jealous. Of Barry, even of creepy John I have never laid eyes upon. They have been with you, have known you in ways I only dream of still. They are older, more experienced, more affluent... they are just more. And I am less. I thought, as long as you were happy, I could also be. But it is not so simple; I want to make you happy. I want to be the one to make your heart race, your lips smile, your eyes soften..."
Mallory chewed his lower lip and once more found he could not look into Lance's eyes. "Have you never felt such jealousy? I am afraid if not, then I shall never be able to explain it you. When you left with Barry, I... his apartment was not large enough to hold the turbulence within me. I had to get out. But I would never stray from you long; you must surely know that. I love you more than anything else in this world. That is why I fear... that as I am, I will never be enough to appease you." Barry stayed a distance behind, but Mallory honestly no longer cared whether he heard. An air of defeat had settled around the boy and it was only pride that kept his composure stiffly in place.
((And sadly, that makes ten for me.))
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Posted: Sun Feb 15, 2009 8:01 pm
Lance listened as his love told him what exactly the matter was. "Mallory, I would never want you to try and become different to please me, I love you. And in your Father's eyes I am the person who is not fit to have you, not the other way around. Please don't feel jealous of other men, there are reasons I am no longer with them.” He kissed the top of the boy’s forehead softly and tussled his hair. Then lead him back into the building.
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Posted: Sun Feb 15, 2009 10:46 pm
"Do not take mon père's opinion too seriously, beloved. He thinks love a silly thing and that I should spread my body around to whomever would have it for a night, or a week... perhaps more, perhaps less. I do not care for his thoughts, only for yours. But that is no excuse; I should know that you would not reject me." Mallory admitted sheepishly, leaned against Lance as they entered the building. "I know that you love me. I do not know why I become so jealous, adoré. I have never felt like this before and I hope to never feel it again. This envy, it is very painful and it makes me a fool. And so afraid." But not afraid of the unknown city streets. Even now, he strongly felt that New York could offer up nothing so painful and heartbreaking as the thought of losing Lance to someone better... No! That was no way to think. As Lance had said, there were reasons he was no longer with his previous men. If he was with Mallory now, how could Mallory then be inferior? He let these thoughts buoy his flagging mood as they went back to Barry's apartment.
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Posted: Mon Mar 09, 2009 9:41 pm
Lance led his sweet companion up the elevator shaft and into Barry's neat clean apartment. "It's late love, you're just tired." He towed the boy into the guest bedroom and only dropped his wrist once the door was closed and Barry was safely in his own room. Lance dropped most of his clothes immediately and sauntered his way into the bathroom, he washed up and freshened, up humming softly. he now smelled of lavender soaps and citrus cleanser, he was so much more relaxed and he really needed a stress free night's sleep without having to worry about keeping himself and his boy alive though the night. He walked back into the bed room and yawned stretching his arms out over his head. Lance’s face showed his exhaustion but also his relief, He crawled out onto the bed and dropped, face down on the soft expensive feeling blanket.
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Posted: Mon Mar 09, 2009 11:06 pm
I am very tired. Mallory thought to himself as he nodded to Lance's words. He let Lance lead him into a bedroom and he undressed as he watched Lance do so. Well... not so much watched as stole glances, too embarrassed to keep his eyes trained on the man's form. He did not follow Lance into the bathroom; it seemed obvious to him that Lance was also tired and he did not wish to distract his love from preparing for sleep. Mallory freshened up in the bathroom only after the other had vacated it, then entered the bedroom and joined Lance in the bed. He lay on his side, atop the blanket as Lance was, to facilitate his cuddling against the older man. He lightly ran his fingers over Lance's skin, happy just to be near him. "Je crois que notre amour est éternel, je suis très heureuse quand je suis à tes côtés. Sans toi je ne peux pas vivre, adoré." Mallory smiled and kissed Lance's shoulder. "But I will not tell you what any of that means, my love."
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2009 8:27 am
Lance groaned and rolled over to face the boy. "How am I suppose to sleep when you do this to me..." he teased and tussled the boy's hair his heavy am then rested on the boys waist pulling him close, he closed his eyes and yawned. "Come on, it's not fair that you get to chose when to or not to tell me what you mean." He opened one eye and smirked. “Don’t force me to make you Mali.” He threatened. Lance really hated not knowing whet was being said to him, it made him very uncomfortable, he knew it was unrealistic to expect the boy to tell him every word he ever uttered in French but he withed that he would, it sounded so cute.
Alexia sighed, she had just finished the last house on her side of town she was breathing hard, and her body ached but she had done it, and all on her own too. The only thing was… not sure what to do now, she had alerted the town and she really had nothing left to do, everyone was taken care of, and she was on her last leg. “Okay…” She said, sure of what she had done, people were emptying out of their homes suitcases in tow and they were headed to the tunnels out of town, she walked slowly down the streets her shoulder’s slumped slightly.
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2009 2:47 pm
"I hear that sleep is overrated anyway, mon amour." Mallory joked as he was pulled closer, smiling wide at Lance's reaction. He planted a kiss on each of Lance's closed eyelids. "Perhaps it is not entirely fair, but it is what I need. I am not so bold as you are... to tell you the depth of my love is almost frightening. And yet to keep it from you is almost painful. So I am left with no choice but to almost tell you." He chuckled at the threat, caressing Lance's face and his lips with gentle fingertips. "I will not tell you, adoré. You cannot force it from me; it is much too difficult for me to say such things in the English." He smiled, cheeks flushing pink at the very idea of it.
((I have forgotten what is up with Lillith and Alphonse))
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2009 3:41 pm
Lance wiggled slightly and rolled over onto his back, pulling Malory with him. "Oh,…You’ll tell me." He said, very much sure of himself. The man readjusted the boy’s position, pulling him up onto his chest. He slipped his arms around the boy’s waist and then tried to go to sleep. But remembered something. With out opening an eye he said. “Are you thirsty?” It was not so much a question as it was a command.
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2009 3:52 pm
Mallory laughed softly as Lance rolled over, pulling him along for the ride. "Non, I will not, adoré! You cannot persuade me." Mallory sighed in contentment as he lay atop Lance's chest. Lance's arms were snug around him and he thought for certain life could not get any better, in that moment, than it already was. He was startled out of a near sleep by Lance's question and he immediately thought to answer no, but he did not. His love's voice had a quality to it that did not suggest so much as order. Mallory chewed his lower lip. He hated to feed, he just wanted to lie here and sleep with his adored one. But he had already upset Lance once tonight by leaving... Making him fight yet again to make the dhampir drink seemed downright inconsiderate. His Lance was tired; it was no time for him to be so resistant. And he was thirsty... just a little and he would normally ignore so small a thirst. Mallory sighed softly and kissed Lance's neck. "I want yours, adoré. Yours or nothing at all." That said, Mallory licked his lips and kissed Lance's neck once more before pressing in his fangs to drink.
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2009 6:16 pm
Lance tensed only momentarily as he felt the boy's teeth on his neck. He then relaxed as much as possible closing his eyes. "Good... don't stop..."He cooed urging the boy to drink his fill. He did not want hislove to have any needs at all while they lived together. He ran his nails lightly up and down Mallory's back. Lance knew that he would have to wait at least until the next evening to drink again but he did not want the boy to know that he had any limits, he liked feeling godly and strong in the child's eyes. Lance tried not to change his disposition when he felt his level go from enough to too little. He did not even flinch, but kept murmuring encouragements into the boy's ear.
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2009 6:33 pm
Mallory drank his fill without concern, trusting Lance not to let him take too much. His hunger was not as deeply pervasive as the last time and he was able to stop as soon as his need was satisfied. It still had a disturbing effect on his psyche, making him pant softly and his pupils dilate when he reluctantly pulled away. He lapped gently at the wound he left on Lance's neck, cleaning any stray drops with his tongue. His adoré's quiet encouragements made the boy want to drink more, but Mallory knew he had taken as much as he needed. Anything more would just be shamelessly catering to the blood lust he had never been able to shake. And while he was utterly convinced by Lance's feigned invincibility, he still feared to give himself no limit. "Merci beaucoup, my love." Mallory murmured sleepily, full and sated now. He stifled a yawn against Lance's chest.
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2009 6:42 pm
"Think nothing of it love." He let the boy slip down to the bed at his side and closed his eyes, ignoring the sting in his chest. Lance kissed the boy's cheek and then allowed himself to try and get some sleep pulling a blanket over both of them. "Sleep tight." He breathed and swallowed, his throat was dry and a little scratchy, and he would have to think of a better time for the boy to seed so that he was no always hurting when he was trying to get to sleep. The labored compressions of his heart were ringing in his ears and he just held still hoping that sleep would give him some relief. It was not long before he truly was asleep, and snoring, his mouth agape and saliva running in a slim thread down his chin.
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2009 6:59 pm
Mallory fell asleep even before Lance did, cuddled up at the older vampire's side and breathing slow and deep. His body fidgeted some in his sleep, but he did not move around as much as he normally would. Perhaps he was too tired, or perhaps he reacted even in his sleep to sharing a bed. Either way, he was mostly still throughout the night. He still mumbled in his sleep, as he often did, muffled French spilling from his slumbering lips.
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Morning came and Mallory's lashes fluttered slightly, but he stubbornly kept his eyes closed. He did not wish to be awake yet. He could hear Lance's loud snoring now and he stifled a giggle. As long as Lance was asleep, he felt no tush to rise from the bed. He was in no rush to wake his love either, so he just lay there with a faint smile on his lips.
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2009 7:20 pm
Lance slept though out the night never waking, but once morning came he wiggled slightly and groaned. He opened one eye slightly and saw Mallory next to him still. "G-morning love." He said opening his other eye and stretching. He felt a horrible headache start at the back of his neck and radiate thru out his head and upper body. He flinched slightly and sat up. “How’d you sleep?” He said trying to not look in pain, and failing slightly. Today Lance had planed on finding a job. He had to start job hunting as soon as possible so that he could start supporting himself ASAP.
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2009 7:31 pm
"Better than you did, from the looks of it adoré." Mallory frowned slightly, his brows drawing together in concern. He rose to his knees and started to firmly massage Lance's shoulders and neck. "Are you alright? Were you not comfortable?" he could tell Lance was trying to hide the pain from him and that bothered him somewhat, but he let it go. Someone as strong as Lance was probably unused to admitting when they were not infallible.
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