It wasn't difficult at all to get a meal in Vegas. The streets swarmed with potential food and avarice flooded the alleys and byways of the entire city. Drug addicts swarmed in the slums, entrepreneurs who would kill for success walked about, noticing their own ilk and pondered whether or not to make an ally or to just devour their own
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"That wasn't the most intelligent thing you've ever done!"
Getting a hold of myself, I collect what was left of the lovely little drug and put it in my pocket before straightening my hair and my clothing.
"What problem?"
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I didn't know that Vlad the friggin' Impaler snorted up drugs. If I had, perhaps I would've knocked!
I vamp out and hiss right back, "If you're going to have that sort of attitude, forget it. It's not as though I batted in here, bit one of your druggie friends, and then proceeded to lay out our entire history for the other. I just thought you'd like to know that Luxembourg may or may not be under seige by your precious offspring's vampires when we return."
With that, I head out of the bathroom. If he wanted to be pissy, then fine.
I could've told him that turning Sophie sure as hell wasn't the most intelligent thing he'd ever done, but that would be crossing boundaries that just weren't safe.
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"What happened? Explain - and do calm down." I smile. His newfound authority is arousing and I have to calm down myself in order to understand. "Sophie's been making vampires? How did you find this out?"
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Calm down? I had been perfectly calm until he opted to snark at me. Whatever. Let bygones be bygones.
"I ate one. It was sizing me up for a snack and I happened to destroy it first. Inferior creature, really not worth the time and effort, which makes me think she's not creating these things on purpose." A sloppy killing? Perhaps he wasn't quite dead when she thought he was.
"I tasted her on him, in his blood." There was always the possibility that this was a fluke, that she made only one mistake and I had disposed of it.
"Up to you as to how you wish to proceed. I just figured it'd be best to tell you what I found." That way, I get to be absolved of all responsibility.
And it'd be up to Alex whether or not to cut the vacation short. Dammit, and I was really enjoying myself too. "If it's any consolation, he tasted awful." And I was still hungry.
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I leave the bathroom, expecting him to follow, and return to our room in order to pack. The discussion is not over. He knows that and so do I.
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We pack in silence for a moment before the urge overwhelms me. In an instant, Klaus is on the bed and I'm straddling him, face inches from his own. My hands pin his wrists to the mattress. I'm not sure what I'm expecting, but there's no fear in his eyes, only trust. And love.
"I like seeing this side of you," I admit, purring in his ear. "Independant. You've cut your last ties of our father-son bond and now I can consider you my equal. It's most intoxicating. I'd best be careful, lest you try to take my spot as lord of the undead, hm?"
My grip on his arms relax and I nibble gently at his earlobe.
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Cut the last bonds? Had that been my intention? Was that truly what he wanted? I liked being his son, having a place to belong. But in the end, that was a delusion, wasn't it? A new master, one not of this world. And Alex...
I wouldn't try to take his place. That'd just be too damn annoying. To kill Alex would mean having other people come after me and I'd have to deal with responsibilities that were so headache inducing and so boring! I'd rather have my entertainment ( ... )
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I allow him to drink and when he's finished, I lay by his side and pull him close to me, my wounds already healing. "Was it good for you?" I whisper, then chuckle at my own joke. Bad form, I know. "We need to pack tonight." But my hand slips down to the zipper on his trousers, and I have a feeling that packing will have to wait for now.
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