Jumping up quickly to straighten up his room as soon as the last text message was sent, Yuri hastily threw some dirty clothes into the bathroom that was connected to his room before picking up the few odd and end things that had been scattered about on his floor. He was a bit messy after all and with the boy he liked coming over, he didn’t want to show that horrible trait, especially with it being the first time someone else was in his room besides himself. First impressions matter … even if it was just a bedroom.
Hearing the tapping on the window, he swallowed knocking who it was but it didn’t stop his nervousness from forming in the least. He missed Yuma a great deal and was still slightly nervous to have the other around him. Not because he was a vampire but because of those feelings that he did feel. Moving over to the window he unlocked it, slowly lifting it up to let the other inside with a smile, an almost sense of relief washing over his body as Yuma’s own came inside, his small arms immediately wrapping around the taller frame to hold him tightly to him, his face going to the broad chest inhaling the scent.
Yuma knew it would be a bit weird for Yuri to just see him kinda floating in midair but there was really little to no choice in the matter as far as that since there was no place to stand, hovering outside a second story window. It would have been really romantic to have maybe a rose bush or Sakura trees but just being here would have to do. He thought about what Yuri's room would look like and felt nearly like an average sixteen year old waiting for the one he loved to open the ... okay ... window and let him in.
The age old adage of inviting a vampire in was a bit myth laced with slight truth. The truth being that vampires are not the most trusting of creatures, with good reasons and it is believed that the invite is a symbol of honesty and an offering of truth. Smiling as the window opened, his head tilting slightly to the side. "Hey.." he retorted as climbing into the window, his eyes canvassing about the room, smiling all the more. "I like it." he added feeling the tiny arms wrapping about his body, moaning a little. "I like this better though. I missed you so much." he literally purred as his face brushed against the raven black hair. "I missed you.."
“I missed you too … a lot.” he had said back softly, his hands gripping a bit onto the fabric of the black hoodie that Yuma was wearing. “Missed you a lot.” he was already being clinging but he didn’t really care he just hoped that Yuma wouldn’t care either, thinking he didn’t at all in the least. Pulling away slightly to look up at the other he gave a soft sigh and a small smile, letting his fingers drift from the others’ back up to his cheek, feeling the cool flesh.
“Had an eventful day…was kind of scared of not seeing you ever again..” he announced with a small frown, his body moving back to the bed to sit on the edge as his fingers interlaced with the larger ones, pulling Yuma closer, looking up into the bright eyes that even seemed to shine in such a dark place. “Can you feel things about me since you took my blood?” he asked the question straight out, wanting to know the truth of the situation that he was brought into earlier that evening at the book store.
He couldn't help but smile at the words spoken back to him, the way that Yuri clung to him. Letting his face brush against the softness of the others' hair, the vampire inhaled deeply, trying to not seem too obvious but he was after all standing here sniffing this poor boy up, but then again, he rather doubted that Yuri actually cared to much about that face since he was clinging as if his very life depended on it. "Sorry.." he commented on the fact that his flesh was still chilled.
Blinking at the words, sighing softly. "Why would you never see me again?" Yuma asked softly, not wanting to stop the clinging or the way his face was buried into the boys hair even as he felt the changling's fingers wrapping into his own, moving closer. "I told you that I would see you again.." he stopped the words at hearing the question. "I can to a point. The bond between us is still new. I can sense you fears and the emotions that are stronger. I can sense your sensuality," he smiled a little, moving his splaying palm over Yuri's back. "I'll fix that in a minute, baby.." he whispered into the others ear.
“I was just worried..” he stated knowing he had been a bit uneasy since the book store and his mind was constantly working with thoughts and ideas, even going as far as to reading things all over again from the countless books and online sites he visited about vampires. Nodding at Yuma’s answer, he felt safe with that answer for some reason, knowing Yuma would be able to at least sense something wrong if it indeed did happen to him.
“Are you okay?” he asked in an almost choked voice as he felt the cold hand sliding under the shirt over his back, his head titling to the feeling of the lips against his ear, the small whimper leaving his lips at the sensation. “I feel so strange..” he admitted knowing Yuma would know what he was talking about and the ever growing feelings for the boy and the way his new found sexuality had been hitting him like a ton of bricks after that night.
“Can’t stop thinking about you ..and it..” he whispered, the heating in his face just a little apparent as he moved to nuzzle against the others’ lower stomach, taking in a deep breath as his fingers locked a bit more with Yuma’s own. “Tell me it’s ‘normal’ if there is even such a word for something so complex.”
"Don't be. I'll never leave you, not completely.." he stopped the words, wanting to tell Yuri so much more but thinking it not the best timing nor was it the place for it. It was actually a perfect place for it, with that bed standing right over there. But Yuma didn't want it to be about just swooping Yuri to bed every time they was together although that seemed to be an aching priority at the moment.
Nodding at the question. "I'm okay. Why?" Yuma answered in a small tone, his hand still sliding up and down the others back, needing to at the very least be touching him somewhere, somehow. "I really need to just ... touch you right now.." he moaned, sliding his hand beneath the hem of the fabric, instantly feeling his hand warming at the touch of the others flesh, hissing as the hard tremor racked his body, closing his eyes at the feel of the incisors breaking through the gum line.
"Fuck.." he hissed even hearing his lover stating he felt strange. "Yuri.." he again buried his face into the thickness of raven black hair. "I.." Yuma shuddered hard, lifting the small form to literally float to the bed. "I love you. Remember that.. always.." he heard the word normal, groaning a bit at the implications. "I don't know normal. I only know what I feel with you.."
Yuri nodded at the words about Yuma never leaving him, wanting to belive them in the moment at least, but knowing deep down that everyone left each other sometimes whether it be in body, spirit or love. “I just wanted to make sure..I was worried..” he whispered the words again taking a deep breath into the black shirt. Feeling the hand that was now moving on his back he couldn’t help the whimper that escaped his lips, his body already trembling at the feel of Yuma just being in the same room with him now.
Instantly feeling his body being lifted and his back softly going to the bed, his eyes closed, the hand that was interlaced with Yuma’s found it’s way to the top of his back, his other arm wrapping around the tall frame to pull him as close as possible, his body heating so easily.
Long lashes fluttered open suddenly as he heard the words about Yuma loving him, his heart skipping a beat at such words, his mouth parting to say something but no words coming to surface. He knew better. Right? He knew better…or so he thought or was wanting to think but everything inside him was wanting to accept the words, his lips coming up to place a small kiss against the full lips the soft moan vibrating in his throat.
Accepting of the kiss, his lips matching the small touch, attempting to keep it light for now. Yuma raised his body slightly to discard of the black hoodie to toss it on the bed beside their bodies before lowering his again to the small form beneath i, wanting to say so many things right now, wanting to reassure the small fragile mind that was wracked with worry. He had sensed another there, already trying to taint what they had shared. He damned his species within the confines of his own mind. Damn them all.
Zaim had started talking about Salem to the others but he had no idea who or what this Salem even was and when inquiring Zaim told him nothing more than it could be death to half if not more than that of the entire species. How can an undead species die? The final death to all vampires.
That single thought sent him to the most modern of human technology- the cell phone. If death was imminent, he at least wanted his own to be in the arms of a human. Yuri was human in all technicality. Ironic. "I wish I could give you everything you seek. The answers you want. I don't have them. I only know that if I die ..." he paused, not wanting to frighten the boy even more. "I want it to be with you. In your arms, Yuri.." he whispered the final words, his lips moving over the throbbing vein on the graceful neck before flicking the tip of his tongue at the area, his hips already moving up and down over the boys body. "I missed you.." he repeated the words that seemed so unbelievably safe.
Feeling his fingers slipping from Yuma’s back as he discarded the hoodie he smiled softly, keeping his eyes closed though even as he felt the other lowering his body back over his own. Taking in a deep breath at the upmost peace he felt with the other he didn’t want it to end but he felt things go wrong already. It was doomed from the start with their species being so different but Yuri was the romantic type and he believed in love in every form and aspect and he wanted this to last as long as it could although it had really only been such a short while already, he could feel Yuma wanted the same as well.
Keeping his eyes closed at the words that pressed past Yuma’s lips he tried not to think of Yuma dying at all, not wanting this moment to be tainted and wanted to push everything away. He only wanted to be here with the other regardless of the happenings all over the world and outside his room. They were in here together. Just themselves on this bed and that’s the way he wanted it, nothing else could change that fact he believed and he wasn’t going to let it.
“You won’t die..you can be with me as long as you want. I missed you more.” he finally replied with a soft smile and a deep moan as he felt the plump lips moving over his neck, swallowing at the arousal that already sat in earlier and became even more heated at the feeling of the wet tongue moving over his skin and the larger hips that was already moving against his small ones, his arms clinging a bit tighter than the last time.
Yuma didn't want to even think about the things that Yuri was already thinking, and the way that his small mind was already questioning their 'love'. He wanted this to be something more than anything he had ever known before, it was in his belief that a vampire could be able to feel something such as love and even out of species; something in the darkness compared to interracial dating he imagined, but knowing it was nothing as simple as that although he wished it could possibly be. He wanted this to be love or as close as he could find; he had lovers and even his own blood doll, but this time... this person ... he wanted different.
Smiling at Yuri thoughts about him wanting the same, he said nothing of the like and what it was that he did want; knowing he should have but didn't nonetheless. The mood was already far too somber to darken it all the more, it was certainly not his intent at all to have a somber moment at all. "I want that too.." he whispered, smiling a bit. "..sorry for poking in that pretty head of yours.." he snickered a little inspite of himself and the somber mood. "Just us on your bed.." he whispered, kissing the area his breath teased over.
"Mmm, do you really think you missed me more?" Yuma asked, his voice filled with blatant sensual teasing as his hand stroked against the shirt that still covered the magnificent body harbored beneath it. "You are so sexy. So amazing. You warm my body.." Yuma meant the words quite literally, feeling the heat enveloping him. "No more thought of sadness or dying. Tell me what happened." Yuma issued, pulling his face from the confine of the boys neck. "Tell me about her.."
Letting his fingers drift over Yuma’s back, he kept his body still after moving his legs up to wrap around the others’ waist, his hips trying not to buck up or let his body seem too needy although he knew Yuma could sense it just as easily as the other vampire in the shop did that afternoon. Maybe he did need to keep his hormones in check but how was he supposed to do such a thing when he already felt them almost completely consuming him? It wasn’t a simple task for he had no experience in such things nor was it something he could actually control physically or even mentally it seemed, the further he tried to think of something else the worse it almost seemed to get.
Hearing the words about Yuma wanting that too he smiled a bit when he apologized for poking in his head. He didn’t mind really, it was filled with nothing but him really it seemed nowadays, and he wanted Yuma to see that actually. “I did miss you more..” he tilted his head more for the kiss against his heated flesh, his body quite literally shivering at just the small touch. ‘Getting my weak spots dead on.’ he thought in his own head, smiling a bit as he let his fingers tangle in the black soft strands.
Feeling the heat move away he looked at the other with a soft sigh, hearing Yuma’s request about what had happened, biting at his own lip as he moved a bit more under the taller frame. “I went to her store..to get an application for a job.” he stopped his words for a moment as he let his hand drift down Yuma’s back. “And she told me I wasn’t safe with you…that your sire..that it wasn’t safe. She wouldn’t explain too much to me though.” he stopped tilting his head a bit in question, hoping that Yuma could maybe come up with an answer for him perhaps. “And she pinched my butt.” he said quietly with a slight purse of his lips.
Yuma's own hips was moving even as Yuri tried to not allow his own to do so. He didn't care in the least that it made him appear too needy or even clingy. He wanted Yuri to know everything he was feeling and what Yuri was doing to his body as well as his heart and soul. That was the big thing with his species- the soul. What little soul they had retained in death, they clung to steadfastly. Blinking at Yuri's thoughts of his hormones, he knew that he should have at least warned him about the change that he would be going through but in his own need, he'd forgotten. He had to be more cautious of that, for Yuri and his own safety. One wrong thought or forgetting, they could both be dead. He knew what he had done to Yuri, he also knew he was shining now like a beacon to the others.
"It's not so much emotions, but now you shine. Literally," Yuma sighed softly, he should have already talked to Yuri about this. "others will smell you, they find you. It's... you have the scent of the vampire on you but more than that, you are of great value with your own blood," he groaned the words, that very blood such a hunger to him now. "They ... others like me. Demons. Lycanthropes. Hunters and even humans will want you you for various reasons. Some will want to harm you greatly, while others will... rape you for the innocence you have left, some will want your blood. Others, that sensuality you have discovered, will draw them in.."
"Ohhh, baby.." he moaned as Yuri thoughts drifted to the weak spots, those very spots he wanted more of. He wanted to feel his hard cock moving in and out of this tiny body, his fangs sinking deeper into the boy to drink of him again. Such sweet elixir. "..you are turning me on so much I can barely think a rational thought.." Yuma moaned from the ache already pooling inside his loins, he had to think rational right now. He had to, for both of them to be safe and stay alive, he had to think sensibly. He listened to Yuri's words, resting his head against the heart beat that was roaring in his ear, thinking if he'd just get closer it would dull the sound of the beating, dull the sound of the blood ebbing through Yuri's vein. He was wrong, he listened as his lips moved over the scar visible only to his kind. went to her store..to get an application for a job... His heart stopping at the remainder of Yuri's words.
"Your not safe with me. He isn't my sire, he is my father. My lover.." Yuma halted the words, looking up at the darkened orbs. "..he killed her. She was barely seventeen. She was ill, her chamber maid came to him, begging him to save her with his magick. The woman had no way of knowing what she had done to the young girl. She sealed her death.." he added, arching a brow at the pinching of his butt, reaching to do the same. "..kinda like that?"
Arching a brow at the words ‘shine’ he couldn’t help but think of his skin giving off some radiant glitter to other vampires with a big arrow pointing over his head in the same tune. He wondered what it was and how they knew but it seemed it was just one of those things that came naturally to a species, just like his own was naturally wary of vampires. Everyone could explain why they wanted him and for what reasons but at the same moment it all came down to whether or not the species would go along with such predetermined notions and fads. Most of which did, and he, in all honesty, was still very scared of such things although he determined Yuma to be someone different that didn’t stop others in the least.
His mind drifted back to the boy above him as he heard the moan, the smile creasing his lips when Yuma said he turned him on, the slight feeling of happiness forming in him just from those words. It was a bizarre feeling to say the least but one he already started to love, he had just hoped it wouldn’t become too much or become too strong for him to control. His fingers still clinging in such a tight way to the form above him to keep him there and to keep that feeling, almost too scared to let go and too scared to think anymore but he knew he was going to have to soon, especially with the rest of the words that Yuma had started.
“Your father? Lover?” he asked, a little confused as to what he meant about the ‘man’ that Erika had warned him about in the store, still not understanding why in all actuality. He nodded a bit at the rest of the words about Erika, sighing softly as his fingers took hold at the hem of Yuma’s shirt, licking over his lips in ill attempt to calm his overbearing emotions and lust for the boy over him. “Why am I not safe? He wants me? To do the same to me?” he asked wondering if Yuma knew anything at all about the man’s plans or why Erika was so intent on trying to keep him away from them both in fear of his life or so she had said.
“What do you know? Tell me..” he whispered, feeling the slight chill in the room finally attack his body, his fingers drifting back down under the shirt, feeling the slightly warm skin. “Do you know anything? I’m confused..I get that my blood is valuable, but he wants more than that?” he asked thinking that some blood lost probably wasn’t the end of the world and maybe no cause for alarm for a moment but he knew better he knew how addicting it was and how many times he could have been bled dry so easily from the ever growing need for his blood from such vampires.
Sighing a bit in his thoughts he felt the slight pinch to the same cheek that the girl had pinched earlier, laughing a little at Yuma's words as the smile spread over his lips. "Yeah, like that ... but I like your pinch a lot better." he smiled more leaning to kiss the lips above him.
"I was born vampire. He is my father, my mother was a fledgling that he had created. He thought she would live through the birth, since it was known that no human female would.." Yuma sighed softly, clearing his throat. "The birth... I killed her, she was my first feeding. They took me away, bringing me and others like me, to America. We was dispersed to various states; some in the Carolinas, both North and South. Some in Florida and others still in New York. I was delivered to Florida then shipped to New York when I killed the man that was to be my human father. It was in New York that Zaim and I found one another. We was drawn to the other immediately. He knew right away who I was. I was a little more stubborn, thinking I was human I didn't want to hear anything about vampires and the like. I just thought that I was ... different."
Yuma felt the smile creasing the perfect lips of his precious changling lover, the somber drifting a bit from the moment at least. Letting his fingertips smooth over the hem of the pajama pants Yuri was wearing, so easily accessed if he would have chosen this the moment. But he knew they needed to talk about this right here and now, before it was forgotten again by the maddening heat of lust that seemed to consume them once they even touched the others' body. He was very acutely aware that Yuri was still clinging, even with the words he spoke to him, telling him about Zaim and the 'life' they had forged together.
"His name is Zaim, well at least it is now. He's centuries old. Very powerful, and spoiled. I guess when you're that old you can be spoiled in certain things.." He commented, hearing the voice in his head ... Erika. The bitch herself. Also spoiled and haughty, dangerous as hell when cornered and maybe even when not. Zaim had warned him to stay away from her, but not that seemed almost an impossibility. "You are not safe because I can not be trusted. He does want you. I was initially set up to lure you to him, but I kept you for myself. That pissed him off, he violently raped my blood doll, nearly killing him before hanging me in the chamber. He bled my blood doll just feet away from me, barely saving his life... and my own."
"I don't know Erika or her reasoning. Vampires can not read the minds of the others as easily as we can do with humans. We can disguise a reading from our own, and most enable thoughts or images that we want to be read. It's pretty fucked up that way.." Yuma sighed again, his fingertips still brushing over the hem of the pajamas. "I know I want I want you so fucking bad.." he moaned the words, still needing to do this even when hunger gnawed at him, causing him immense pain. "I. Don't. Know." he groaned, the pain obvious. "Zaim is... I know he wants your blood and you. He wants to fuck you. I will not let that happen, you are mine, and will stay that way."
"I won't let them hurt you. I would die the eternal death before allowing them any part of you.." Yuma tried to not hiss his possessiveness but knew it was still detected nonetheless. He laughed a little when Yuri said he liked his pinch better. "That's always a good thing, baby." he laughed lightly again, letting his fingers delve just below the waistband.
Yuri nodded at the words that Yuma was telling him, he couldn’t think past most of them nor could he even began to ration together what it must have been like for him. His heart was already aching at such sadness from the words that he felt the tears welling in his eyes. He would have traded spots with him if he could have, let Yuma have his own life and way of being even though not knowing his parents things were a lot better than the things Yuma was telling him, every word pulling at a string in his heart. He wanted so desperately to take away all the pain that he must have felt growing up and replace it with his own well being, although not possible.
Sighing deeply at the words about Yuma not being able to be trusted he didn’t want to hear it at all. Yuri knew deep within in his heart that he could or he wouldn’t have gone to him so easily, vampire or not, he knew the ways of the species and he was strong headed, although not a ‘normal’ teenager with a smart mouth and an attitude he kept his peace with things much rather enjoying different things and staying away from trouble although it was starting to look like he found a lot just from this one boy. But he did not care. He wasn’t leaving, he already gave himself to Yuma in every sense of the word.
“Will you be okay?” he asked again, not worried about his own well being the least, just wanting to make sure Yuma would be okay with continuing to see him. That’s what he feared the most, Yuma hurting because of him. “I just want you to be okay..” he whispered, feeling the brushing of the long fingers over the thin sleep pants he had on, the tingling that settled there after every movement of the nails that seemed to almost make the pants disappear in a sense. The touch over just fabric being so sensual to his tiny body. Moaning deep at the words of Yuma wanting him he wasn’t sure how much longer he could take the almost teasing of his body, every sexual emotion and desire already raking through him so intently now.
He could hear the possessiveness in his voice and the way the words echoed in his head with an almost hiss. It gave him even more chills to hear it in such a way. Not wanting Yuma to be hurt still for making him his own, but the thought and feeling of him being Yuma’s was too much for his mind and body. He could feel the words almost wrapping around him, pulling him into the other boy so shamelessly as if there wasn’t a doubt in the world that he was made to be Yuma’s and Yuma’s alone. He wanted to be, he truly did, he didn’t care if Yuma wasn’t all his in the least.
“Touch me..taste me..” he let the soft words fall from his lips as he felt the cool fingertips sliding just below the waist band of his pajama pants, needing the touch so much that he didn’t even dare try to fight it back anymore. So much different from the first time, there wasn’t a single doubt in his mind what he wanted and who he wanted it from and he knew that the boy above him was every little bit of that.
Hearing the words repeated, he wanted to tell him that he would be okay but he also wanted to not lie to Yuri, ever. He wanted with all his heart to just believe that he would be okay, that somehow they both could be okay. Could they? They were from two species on the opposite spectrum of the other; the vampire being meticulous killers and the fae usually an impish innocent drawn into the world of darkness and murder. Even Zaim own band said the words: rellik. killer. How could he tell the boy that he would be okay? That anything would be okay as a matter of fact, but the sweet eyes searched his own for something. Some small sign to believe.
"I'll try to be," Yuma answered the best way that he possibly could under the current circumstances. "I. He knows I'm here.." the vampire stated matter of factually, not wanting to strike fear into the changling's heart but then again, there was that whole not wanting to lie to Yuri either since he honestly did believe in the black confines of his own heart that he did love this boy. There had been others, but nothing like this. Not even Zaim was like this. He couldn't explain Zain were he even asked, but it was nothing at all the way that he felt about the boy looking up at him with such trust in those coal black orbs.
"I will be.." he stated when Yuri repeated the words, dipping his head to kiss the side of Yuri's neck. He had to be okay. If nothing more than for the sake of this magnificent boy in his arms, okay was the least he could strive for. Another moan falling from his lips at the feel of the small body trembling at his touch. "So unbelievably sexy, you are.." Yuma murmured against the warm flesh beneath his lips that seemed to be heating all the more from just the slightest of his touch. He envied that, he could never remember actually being warm... at least until his lips first touched Yuri's skin. It was only then, that he actually felt anything even close to warmth. Such a small creature and yet he carried such heat and sensuality. Changlings.
Was it actually just the fact that the boy was changling? No. Yuma knew it was so very much more than that; he knew it was the love from within himself that heated so when he was close to the boy. He had been reading things when Zaim had no clue. He would slip away when rellik was on stage and look things up about vampires and emotions; and as hard as that was in today's "Buffy the vampire slayer" Yuma was actually somewhat shocked to find so many things on the true feelings of a vampire, and they... his species did actually hold into some sort of humanity, but he was not born human. Would it be different for him?
The whispered words echoed through him, ripping him back to reality. Four words from those plump lips. "Yuri.." he wanted to protest the tasting, he knew it was the second night of this, he couldn't. His body was aching to touch the fae, to taste the intoxicating blood again, to feel it rushing down his throat, burning the flesh like a southern whiskey to the mortal. He hand delving lower, grasping the head of Yuri's thickness, he moaned deeply even as the incisors again began to push past the flesh they hid beneath to scrape over the flesh of the small neck, drawing a tiny amount of crimson to rise to the surface, his hand moving more over the base as his mouth sucked the way a human would give their mark. The mark of a human ... the sweet nectar touching the tip of his tongue.
Hearing the tapping on the window, he swallowed knocking who it was but it didn’t stop his nervousness from forming in the least. He missed Yuma a great deal and was still slightly nervous to have the other around him. Not because he was a vampire but because of those feelings that he did feel. Moving over to the window he unlocked it, slowly lifting it up to let the other inside with a smile, an almost sense of relief washing over his body as Yuma’s own came inside, his small arms immediately wrapping around the taller frame to hold him tightly to him, his face going to the broad chest inhaling the scent.
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The age old adage of inviting a vampire in was a bit myth laced with slight truth. The truth being that vampires are not the most trusting of creatures, with good reasons and it is believed that the invite is a symbol of honesty and an offering of truth. Smiling as the window opened, his head tilting slightly to the side. "Hey.." he retorted as climbing into the window, his eyes canvassing about the room, smiling all the more. "I like it." he added feeling the tiny arms wrapping about his body, moaning a little. "I like this better though. I missed you so much." he literally purred as his face brushed against the raven black hair. "I missed you.."
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“Had an eventful day…was kind of scared of not seeing you ever again..” he announced with a small frown, his body moving back to the bed to sit on the edge as his fingers interlaced with the larger ones, pulling Yuma closer, looking up into the bright eyes that even seemed to shine in such a dark place. “Can you feel things about me since you took my blood?” he asked the question straight out, wanting to know the truth of the situation that he was brought into earlier that evening at the book store.
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Blinking at the words, sighing softly. "Why would you never see me again?" Yuma asked softly, not wanting to stop the clinging or the way his face was buried into the boys hair even as he felt the changling's fingers wrapping into his own, moving closer. "I told you that I would see you again.." he stopped the words at hearing the question. "I can to a point. The bond between us is still new. I can sense you fears and the emotions that are stronger. I can sense your sensuality," he smiled a little, moving his splaying palm over Yuri's back. "I'll fix that in a minute, baby.." he whispered into the others ear.
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“Are you okay?” he asked in an almost choked voice as he felt the cold hand sliding under the shirt over his back, his head titling to the feeling of the lips against his ear, the small whimper leaving his lips at the sensation. “I feel so strange..” he admitted knowing Yuma would know what he was talking about and the ever growing feelings for the boy and the way his new found sexuality had been hitting him like a ton of bricks after that night.
“Can’t stop thinking about you ..and it..” he whispered, the heating in his face just a little apparent as he moved to nuzzle against the others’ lower stomach, taking in a deep breath as his fingers locked a bit more with Yuma’s own. “Tell me it’s ‘normal’ if there is even such a word for something so complex.”
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Nodding at the question. "I'm okay. Why?" Yuma answered in a small tone, his hand still sliding up and down the others back, needing to at the very least be touching him somewhere, somehow. "I really need to just ... touch you right now.." he moaned, sliding his hand beneath the hem of the fabric, instantly feeling his hand warming at the touch of the others flesh, hissing as the hard tremor racked his body, closing his eyes at the feel of the incisors breaking through the gum line.
"Fuck.." he hissed even hearing his lover stating he felt strange. "Yuri.." he again buried his face into the thickness of raven black hair. "I.." Yuma shuddered hard, lifting the small form to literally float to the bed. "I love you. Remember that.. always.." he heard the word normal, groaning a bit at the implications. "I don't know normal. I only know what I feel with you.."
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Instantly feeling his body being lifted and his back softly going to the bed, his eyes closed, the hand that was interlaced with Yuma’s found it’s way to the top of his back, his other arm wrapping around the tall frame to pull him as close as possible, his body heating so easily.
Long lashes fluttered open suddenly as he heard the words about Yuma loving him, his heart skipping a beat at such words, his mouth parting to say something but no words coming to surface. He knew better. Right? He knew better…or so he thought or was wanting to think but everything inside him was wanting to accept the words, his lips coming up to place a small kiss against the full lips the soft moan vibrating in his throat.
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Zaim had started talking about Salem to the others but he had no idea who or what this Salem even was and when inquiring Zaim told him nothing more than it could be death to half if not more than that of the entire species. How can an undead species die? The final death to all vampires.
That single thought sent him to the most modern of human technology- the cell phone. If death was imminent, he at least wanted his own to be in the arms of a human. Yuri was human in all technicality. Ironic. "I wish I could give you everything you seek. The answers you want. I don't have them. I only know that if I die ..." he paused, not wanting to frighten the boy even more. "I want it to be with you. In your arms, Yuri.." he whispered the final words, his lips moving over the throbbing vein on the graceful neck before flicking the tip of his tongue at the area, his hips already moving up and down over the boys body. "I missed you.." he repeated the words that seemed so unbelievably safe.
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Keeping his eyes closed at the words that pressed past Yuma’s lips he tried not to think of Yuma dying at all, not wanting this moment to be tainted and wanted to push everything away. He only wanted to be here with the other regardless of the happenings all over the world and outside his room. They were in here together. Just themselves on this bed and that’s the way he wanted it, nothing else could change that fact he believed and he wasn’t going to let it.
“You won’t die..you can be with me as long as you want. I missed you more.” he finally replied with a soft smile and a deep moan as he felt the plump lips moving over his neck, swallowing at the arousal that already sat in earlier and became even more heated at the feeling of the wet tongue moving over his skin and the larger hips that was already moving against his small ones, his arms clinging a bit tighter than the last time.
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Smiling at Yuri thoughts about him wanting the same, he said nothing of the like and what it was that he did want; knowing he should have but didn't nonetheless. The mood was already far too somber to darken it all the more, it was certainly not his intent at all to have a somber moment at all. "I want that too.." he whispered, smiling a bit. "..sorry for poking in that pretty head of yours.." he snickered a little inspite of himself and the somber mood. "Just us on your bed.." he whispered, kissing the area his breath teased over.
"Mmm, do you really think you missed me more?" Yuma asked, his voice filled with blatant sensual teasing as his hand stroked against the shirt that still covered the magnificent body harbored beneath it. "You are so sexy. So amazing. You warm my body.." Yuma meant the words quite literally, feeling the heat enveloping him. "No more thought of sadness or dying. Tell me what happened." Yuma issued, pulling his face from the confine of the boys neck. "Tell me about her.."
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Hearing the words about Yuma wanting that too he smiled a bit when he apologized for poking in his head. He didn’t mind really, it was filled with nothing but him really it seemed nowadays, and he wanted Yuma to see that actually. “I did miss you more..” he tilted his head more for the kiss against his heated flesh, his body quite literally shivering at just the small touch. ‘Getting my weak spots dead on.’ he thought in his own head, smiling a bit as he let his fingers tangle in the black soft strands.
Feeling the heat move away he looked at the other with a soft sigh, hearing Yuma’s request about what had happened, biting at his own lip as he moved a bit more under the taller frame. “I went to her store..to get an application for a job.” he stopped his words for a moment as he let his hand drift down Yuma’s back. “And she told me I wasn’t safe with you…that your sire..that it wasn’t safe. She wouldn’t explain too much to me though.” he stopped tilting his head a bit in question, hoping that Yuma could maybe come up with an answer for him perhaps. “And she pinched my butt.” he said quietly with a slight purse of his lips.
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"It's not so much emotions, but now you shine. Literally," Yuma sighed softly, he should have already talked to Yuri about this. "others will smell you, they find you. It's... you have the scent of the vampire on you but more than that, you are of great value with your own blood," he groaned the words, that very blood such a hunger to him now. "They ... others like me. Demons. Lycanthropes. Hunters and even humans will want you you for various reasons. Some will want to harm you greatly, while others will... rape you for the innocence you have left, some will want your blood. Others, that sensuality you have discovered, will draw them in.."
"Ohhh, baby.." he moaned as Yuri thoughts drifted to the weak spots, those very spots he wanted more of. He wanted to feel his hard cock moving in and out of this tiny body, his fangs sinking deeper into the boy to drink of him again. Such sweet elixir. "..you are turning me on so much I can barely think a rational thought.." Yuma moaned from the ache already pooling inside his loins, he had to think rational right now. He had to, for both of them to be safe and stay alive, he had to think sensibly. He listened to Yuri's words, resting his head against the heart beat that was roaring in his ear, thinking if he'd just get closer it would dull the sound of the beating, dull the sound of the blood ebbing through Yuri's vein. He was wrong, he listened as his lips moved over the scar visible only to his kind. went to her store..to get an application for a job... His heart stopping at the remainder of Yuri's words.
"Your not safe with me. He isn't my sire, he is my father. My lover.." Yuma halted the words, looking up at the darkened orbs. "..he killed her. She was barely seventeen. She was ill, her chamber maid came to him, begging him to save her with his magick. The woman had no way of knowing what she had done to the young girl. She sealed her death.." he added, arching a brow at the pinching of his butt, reaching to do the same. "..kinda like that?"
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His mind drifted back to the boy above him as he heard the moan, the smile creasing his lips when Yuma said he turned him on, the slight feeling of happiness forming in him just from those words. It was a bizarre feeling to say the least but one he already started to love, he had just hoped it wouldn’t become too much or become too strong for him to control. His fingers still clinging in such a tight way to the form above him to keep him there and to keep that feeling, almost too scared to let go and too scared to think anymore but he knew he was going to have to soon, especially with the rest of the words that Yuma had started.
“Your father? Lover?” he asked, a little confused as to what he meant about the ‘man’ that Erika had warned him about in the store, still not understanding why in all actuality. He nodded a bit at the rest of the words about Erika, sighing softly as his fingers took hold at the hem of Yuma’s shirt, licking over his lips in ill attempt to calm his overbearing emotions and lust for the boy over him. “Why am I not safe? He wants me? To do the same to me?” he asked wondering if Yuma knew anything at all about the man’s plans or why Erika was so intent on trying to keep him away from them both in fear of his life or so she had said.
“What do you know? Tell me..” he whispered, feeling the slight chill in the room finally attack his body, his fingers drifting back down under the shirt, feeling the slightly warm skin. “Do you know anything? I’m confused..I get that my blood is valuable, but he wants more than that?” he asked thinking that some blood lost probably wasn’t the end of the world and maybe no cause for alarm for a moment but he knew better he knew how addicting it was and how many times he could have been bled dry so easily from the ever growing need for his blood from such vampires.
Sighing a bit in his thoughts he felt the slight pinch to the same cheek that the girl had pinched earlier, laughing a little at Yuma's words as the smile spread over his lips. "Yeah, like that ... but I like your pinch a lot better." he smiled more leaning to kiss the lips above him.
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Yuma felt the smile creasing the perfect lips of his precious changling lover, the somber drifting a bit from the moment at least. Letting his fingertips smooth over the hem of the pajama pants Yuri was wearing, so easily accessed if he would have chosen this the moment. But he knew they needed to talk about this right here and now, before it was forgotten again by the maddening heat of lust that seemed to consume them once they even touched the others' body. He was very acutely aware that Yuri was still clinging, even with the words he spoke to him, telling him about Zaim and the 'life' they had forged together.
"His name is Zaim, well at least it is now. He's centuries old. Very powerful, and spoiled. I guess when you're that old you can be spoiled in certain things.." He commented, hearing the voice in his head ... Erika. The bitch herself. Also spoiled and haughty, dangerous as hell when cornered and maybe even when not. Zaim had warned him to stay away from her, but not that seemed almost an impossibility. "You are not safe because I can not be trusted. He does want you. I was initially set up to lure you to him, but I kept you for myself. That pissed him off, he violently raped my blood doll, nearly killing him before hanging me in the chamber. He bled my blood doll just feet away from me, barely saving his life... and my own."
"I don't know Erika or her reasoning. Vampires can not read the minds of the others as easily as we can do with humans. We can disguise a reading from our own, and most enable thoughts or images that we want to be read. It's pretty fucked up that way.." Yuma sighed again, his fingertips still brushing over the hem of the pajamas. "I know I want I want you so fucking bad.." he moaned the words, still needing to do this even when hunger gnawed at him, causing him immense pain. "I. Don't. Know." he groaned, the pain obvious. "Zaim is... I know he wants your blood and you. He wants to fuck you. I will not let that happen, you are mine, and will stay that way."
"I won't let them hurt you. I would die the eternal death before allowing them any part of you.." Yuma tried to not hiss his possessiveness but knew it was still detected nonetheless. He laughed a little when Yuri said he liked his pinch better. "That's always a good thing, baby." he laughed lightly again, letting his fingers delve just below the waistband.
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Sighing deeply at the words about Yuma not being able to be trusted he didn’t want to hear it at all. Yuri knew deep within in his heart that he could or he wouldn’t have gone to him so easily, vampire or not, he knew the ways of the species and he was strong headed, although not a ‘normal’ teenager with a smart mouth and an attitude he kept his peace with things much rather enjoying different things and staying away from trouble although it was starting to look like he found a lot just from this one boy. But he did not care. He wasn’t leaving, he already gave himself to Yuma in every sense of the word.
“Will you be okay?” he asked again, not worried about his own well being the least, just wanting to make sure Yuma would be okay with continuing to see him. That’s what he feared the most, Yuma hurting because of him. “I just want you to be okay..” he whispered, feeling the brushing of the long fingers over the thin sleep pants he had on, the tingling that settled there after every movement of the nails that seemed to almost make the pants disappear in a sense. The touch over just fabric being so sensual to his tiny body. Moaning deep at the words of Yuma wanting him he wasn’t sure how much longer he could take the almost teasing of his body, every sexual emotion and desire already raking through him so intently now.
He could hear the possessiveness in his voice and the way the words echoed in his head with an almost hiss. It gave him even more chills to hear it in such a way. Not wanting Yuma to be hurt still for making him his own, but the thought and feeling of him being Yuma’s was too much for his mind and body. He could feel the words almost wrapping around him, pulling him into the other boy so shamelessly as if there wasn’t a doubt in the world that he was made to be Yuma’s and Yuma’s alone. He wanted to be, he truly did, he didn’t care if Yuma wasn’t all his in the least.
“Touch me..taste me..” he let the soft words fall from his lips as he felt the cool fingertips sliding just below the waist band of his pajama pants, needing the touch so much that he didn’t even dare try to fight it back anymore. So much different from the first time, there wasn’t a single doubt in his mind what he wanted and who he wanted it from and he knew that the boy above him was every little bit of that.
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"I'll try to be," Yuma answered the best way that he possibly could under the current circumstances. "I. He knows I'm here.." the vampire stated matter of factually, not wanting to strike fear into the changling's heart but then again, there was that whole not wanting to lie to Yuri either since he honestly did believe in the black confines of his own heart that he did love this boy. There had been others, but nothing like this. Not even Zaim was like this. He couldn't explain Zain were he even asked, but it was nothing at all the way that he felt about the boy looking up at him with such trust in those coal black orbs.
"I will be.." he stated when Yuri repeated the words, dipping his head to kiss the side of Yuri's neck. He had to be okay. If nothing more than for the sake of this magnificent boy in his arms, okay was the least he could strive for. Another moan falling from his lips at the feel of the small body trembling at his touch. "So unbelievably sexy, you are.." Yuma murmured against the warm flesh beneath his lips that seemed to be heating all the more from just the slightest of his touch. He envied that, he could never remember actually being warm... at least until his lips first touched Yuri's skin. It was only then, that he actually felt anything even close to warmth. Such a small creature and yet he carried such heat and sensuality. Changlings.
Was it actually just the fact that the boy was changling? No. Yuma knew it was so very much more than that; he knew it was the love from within himself that heated so when he was close to the boy. He had been reading things when Zaim had no clue. He would slip away when rellik was on stage and look things up about vampires and emotions; and as hard as that was in today's "Buffy the vampire slayer" Yuma was actually somewhat shocked to find so many things on the true feelings of a vampire, and they... his species did actually hold into some sort of humanity, but he was not born human. Would it be different for him?
The whispered words echoed through him, ripping him back to reality. Four words from those plump lips. "Yuri.." he wanted to protest the tasting, he knew it was the second night of this, he couldn't. His body was aching to touch the fae, to taste the intoxicating blood again, to feel it rushing down his throat, burning the flesh like a southern whiskey to the mortal. He hand delving lower, grasping the head of Yuri's thickness, he moaned deeply even as the incisors again began to push past the flesh they hid beneath to scrape over the flesh of the small neck, drawing a tiny amount of crimson to rise to the surface, his hand moving more over the base as his mouth sucked the way a human would give their mark. The mark of a human ... the sweet nectar touching the tip of his tongue.
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