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Rigel was waiting for an answer. He regreted for the umptenth time again for having infected his offspring.
He gave the boy a crooked smile. "What we do my son is defend, what else can we do."
He gave a hard look at the hills, yes he and Rigel could hunt, they could track and take down but his centuries of devotion to the vampires called to him more.
How could he leave behind that which he and Viktor had worked so hard to build, strengthen all because of some insignificant humans! He and Viktor would long out live the mere mortals. They Were Nothing!
The vampires were all that ever mattered.
The elder turned hybrid spat at the mortals head stuck on the pike before turning a more tender look at Soren. "Come my own," he gently spoke. "You are still recovering and should take shelter, rest, recooperate. I would not loose you, not now, not ever."
The tall hybrid turned on heel and case a sorrowful look at Ordoghaz. Viktor may have built it, but it was as much his House as well. Castle Corvinus had long ago been abandone in favor of the small house and it's superior abililty to defend the cyrpts that rested under it.
No, he would not abandone the vampires when they need him the most. "Come," he commanded "we must begin plans to rebuild, gather the cover back together, count our numbers, check on supplies..." the man continued to babble on as he walked back to the building.
As he neared the runined opening he turned once more to Rigel, "Are you well enough to stand watch?" He glanced at the sky, thankfully it was the same old Pest as the rain started coming down in sheets as if trying to wash away the destruction that had happened this night.
Marcus placed hands to his offsprings shoulders. "My boy, the coven does not know about us, we are the best defense for the coven now. Will you stand watch this day?" his features softened as he searched those unique blue eyes. "Please."
Rigel stepped closer to the other hybrid and ran a caressing hand down the side of the beautiful man's face.
"Try to relax a bit Marcus. You have done all that can be done tonight, it is time for you to rest. We will rebuild this mansion but it will take time, as they say...Rome was not built in a day."
Rigel stood up on tiptoe and pressed a soft kiss to Marcus' lips.
"Come my own. You are still recovering and should take shelter, rest, recooperate. I would not loose you, not now, not ever."
Soren nodded in agreement. He really was tired. "Alright," Marcus he said, giving the man's hand a brief but affectionate squeeze.
"My boy, the coven does not know about us, we are the best defense for the coven now."
Marcus was right. As much as Soren hated lycans, the hybrids were...useful. He stopped himself before admitting that they were necessary though; that was one step he was unwilling to take.
However, perhaps the foul lycan blood was also too much of an obstacle for Marcus and him to overcome. Soren hoped not yet he still ground his fangs together as he saw Rigel lean in for a caress and kiss, but he forced himself to ignore it. Besides, it was day, and the janissary needed rest. He headed for the sanctity of the crypts.
Marcus gave a sigh of relief as his offspring agreed to stand watch over the vampires. He had no doubt his young warrior would protect the vampires to the best of his abilities.
The elder drew back as the man kissed him. He wished the boy would stop doing that as he cast a nervous glance at Soren. The janissary was his mate now! He would have to set the record straight with Rigel soon before Soren was hurt.
"Rigel..." he started to speak to clear things between them when suddenly the boy was knocked back! Marcus jumped yet again as he watched his newly named Regent rage at his offspring.
Marcus had to bit his lip to keep from smiling, why hadn't he seen this before? It was so obvious! He did his best to smoother his amusement at the two lovers that he didn't take offense at Kahn's abusive behavoir towards him.
He nodded at Rigel when the boy turned pleading eyes at him. "Go to him." he softly spoke, perhaps Kahn would look after his protege better than he ever could.
He gave a sigh as he turned his attention back to his lover. "Soren, wait! I will go with you." He caught up easily to the man, leaning to even scoop the smaller vampire up and carried him inside. To hell what others may think, after all he was an elder! It was his progoative to show affection for the wounded!
"Be still!" he warmly warned the janissary as he carried the man to his own chambers, which thank the goddess was in the part of the mansion still unaffected.
The janissary stopped and turned around just as Marcus caught up to him. To Soren's utter surprise, the Elder scooped him up into his arms! Stunned, the younger man squirmed incessantly, trying his hardest to "escape".
"Be still!"
"Be still?" Soren parroted. "You're carrying me! I am not some fair damsel in distress!"
"You're carrying me! I am not some fair damsel in distress!"
Marcus gave a hearty laugh, as he held the squirming man tighter yet trying to be careful of his recently sustained injuries.
"Fair Damsel?" he chuckeled still as he walked with the man up the stairs, "No, but you are mine and I intend to ensure you safety." As soon as he'd made the landing where their room was the elder paused long enough to press a kiss to the man's lips.
"I am not like Viktor, I will express what I feel when I want to. I will not have you share Kraven's fate." he continued down to their door, "but you must earn your keep lazy vampire and since my hands are full, open the door for me so I can walk you over the threshhold."
"No, but you are mine and I intend to ensure you safety."
"Funny, last time I checked, I was the bodyguard--mmph!"
Marcus cut Soren off with a kiss, and the janissary decided he may as well give up on getting back to the ground...not that it he really wanted to anymore.
"I am not like Viktor, I will express what I feel when I want to. I will not have you share Kraven's fate."
"No, you'll just humiliate me by carrying me around like a sack of potatoes," Soren muttered darkly, but he'd already stopped struggling.
"open the door for me so I can walk you over the threshhold."
"As you wish, oh lord," the janissary said, smirking impudently as he kicked the door open but still careful enough not to damage it. "Is my Lord satisfied now?"
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Marcus watched as Soren delivered a powerful kick to the door and almost expected it to fly off the hinges. His lover was strong despite the recent injuries.
Is my Lord satisfied now?
"Very much so, my loved one," the Elder replied, mimicking a groom carrying his bride into the bedchamber on the wedding night. Tenderly lowering Soren onto their bed, he couldn't help thinking about how close he'd been to losing his lover this night. First the Lycans and then the wretched mortals... Now he simply wanted to spend some time with his mate, hold him close, and be happy that he was alive... that they both were.
"How are you feeling now?" Marcus asked and started unbuttoning Soren's shirt, baring the shoulder where the other had been shot earlier. Albeit healing, the wound inflicted by Lucian was still there. "Can I do something for you? Anything?"
(ooc: Your post was just fine, m’dear! Welcome to the RPG, henrika_amanda. ^^)
"Very much so, my loved one,"
Soren's face colored a little in a mixture of affection and embarrassment as he mumbled "you're welcome". It had been over century since someone had addressed him with such endearment, and he was still getting used to it. However, if Marcus truly did care for him, then the other vampire knew he would have plenty of to reacquaint himself with hearing, and even saying, such loving words.
"How are you feeling now?"
"Marcus, truly I am fine. My injury is healing properly," the janissary assured as the Elder set him on the bed, their bed. "Besides, I have been wounded before, and I was fine. Relax.”
"Can I do something for you? Anything?"
“Yes, yes you can,” Soren murmured as he brought the hand that had been touching his shoulder to his lips for a kiss. “Stay with me.”
"Marcus, truly I am fine. My injury is healing properly."
The Elder could tell that his lover was embarrassed by the blatant display of affection, and almost felt like laughing. Soren could really be... stiff, sometimes.
Soren was right about one thing: his injuries were healing, but he'd still need to take things easy for some time ahead. And Marcus would make sure that Soren would, if he so had to tie him to their bed!
“Yes, yes you can. Stay with me.”
The hybrid Elder smiled affectionately when his lover brought his hand to his lips for a kiss. He truly regretted not being able to offer his blood to Soren because of his... blasted condition. But there were enough hybrids running rampant already, and he'd never risk infecting his lover, as well.
"Of course I'll stay with you..." he murmured, bending down to press a tender kiss to Soren's lips.
Marcus had beautiful hands: smooth an elegant. An aristocrat's hands. Soren leaned in to return Marcus's kiss as those caring hands drew him closer. The janissary sighed as the kiss ended, and he rested his head upon Marcus's shoulder.
"Of course I'll stay with you..."
"Mmmm...thank you," Soren said, still caressing one of the Elder's hands. "And what about your health, Marcus? You were not injured when the humans attacked?"
(ooc: sorry if this sucks, but it's 5 am in the morning, and I'm getting sleepy...)
Marcus smiled to himself when Soren snuggled to his side and started fondling his hands. They were a sharp contrast to the janissary's own callused, battle-hardened hands, and the Elder knew that many considered them beautiful.
"Mmmm...thank you."
He simply kissed the top of Soren's dark head in reply and started pulling his fingers through the younger man's hair. Soren was quiet for such a long time that the Elder believed he'd fallen asleep, when he suddenly asked:
"And what about your health, Marcus? You were not injured when the humans attacked?"
Marcus sighed. The only injury he still felt were the gunshot wounds to his knees, caused by Viktor himself earlier the same night.
"No, I wasn't injured..." he said. "I'm weary, though. Right now, all I want to do is sleep... preferably with you in my arms..."
Soren had not not realized just how pleasant it was in here untill he'd been forced to spend a morning outside of the mansion. Unlike Marcus, Soren was still very much a vampire, and it had been getting...uncomfortable in the growing dawn. He was thankful they'd gone inside.
"No, I wasn't injured..."
"Good," the janissary said, relieved. Although he probably didn't have much to worry about. Marcus was stronger than most anyone now, and he no longer had any problems with sunlight or UV ammunition.
"I'm weary, though. Right now, all I want to do is sleep"
Soren half grinned after failing to suppress a yawn. "That makes two of us, Marcus."
"preferably with you in my arms..."
For a moment, that silly shyness returned, but Soren shifted closer to Marcus instead of pulling away. "Okay."
The last place to look for his newly found lover was outside.
Kahn knew Rigel was a devoted warrior, but still! The man wasn't by himself any more! Damnit! Did Kahn mean nothing now? Despite the fact the newly named captian was worried sick because he hadn't found the french man yet, he prayed with each body they uncovered it wasn't Rigel.
He would take a quick look outside then go in search of the elder. The vampire's hatred burned bright at the destruction around him. He seethed on the inside, the lycans will pay dearly for this!
He gave a tired sigh as he glanced at the down pour, at least the weather was on vampire's side this day. He would do a quick perimier check while looking for Rigel.
The more of the ruin he saw the more he became angered as he walked around the mansion. The regent growled under his breath at each new body he came across, he was slowly riding the killing edge.
So what he saw next sent him over the edge.
Rigel!
The man was alive!
And he was kissing Marcus!
Kissing a hyrbid! Simply Kissing another man!
It was too much for Kahn to handle as he moved with the speed of a true warrior and stuck Rigel!
He stood seething over the man! "This is how you show your love!" he spat! "You've been with HIM all this time!" he cursed ast he flung a finger at the elder not caring about rank at that moment but as a jilted lover.
"You are like all the rest!" he hissed, eyes blazing blue at the french man. "I thought you dead Rigel Moreau!" the regent gave a hard cold laugh. "But here you've been safe the entire time." Kahn was truly misable as he stormed off. He simply didn't give a damn any more.
He would live to serve the coven and the elders now. He was regent and captian now! It was time to start behaving as such, even if his heart was bleeding at such a betrayal.
Rigel grunted as fiery pain sparked across his face. The French man looked up, shocked at the sudden and unlooked for appearence by Kahn.
"Kahn?"
"You are like all the rest! I thought you dead Rigel Moreau! But here you've been safe the entire time."
Rigel squirmed at the accusation and looked to Marcus for back up that didn't come.
"Kahn, I can explain!"
But the man took off on his heels and headed back inside the mansion.
Rigel groaned, gave Marcus and apologetic glance and then rushed after his lover. He caught up with Kahn fairly quickly and tossed the man against the wall and pinned him with his superior hybrid strength.
"Listen, just listen to me. I won't let 'us' come to an end 'this' way. Not this way, not with angry words. You didn't give me time to explain, you just jumped to conclusions. Give me time, I'll answer any questions you have."
Rigel looked desperately into Kahn's eyes, pleadingly, as he dared to lean his head against Kahn's ever so gently.
He was so ghod damned angery! So when he found himself grabbed and tossed against the wall Kahn snarled, fangs bared. Who dared!!
"Listen, just listen to me. I won't let 'us' come to an end 'this' way. Not this way, not with angry words.
Kahn's vision was murder right now as he pushed against the arm that held him. Had he been in his right mind he might have wondered how the man was able to hold him.
You didn't give me time to explain, you just jumped to conclusions. Give me time, I'll answer any questions you have."
"Explain what exactly!" the regent hissed, "Explain why you were kissing Marcus!" he snapped trying to shoving the vampire away.
"Please...I 'do' love you...truly!"
Kahn turned his gaze from those eyes just inches from him. The man overwhelmed him, had broken down his defensives. "Then why..." he barely spoke. "Tell me why." He challanged back to those eyes, "Why did you kiss Him!" If only Rigel knew what he'd been touching!
Rigel was waiting for an answer. He regreted for the umptenth time again for having infected his offspring.
He gave the boy a crooked smile. "What we do my son is defend, what else can we do."
He gave a hard look at the hills, yes he and Rigel could hunt, they could track and take down but his centuries of devotion to the vampires called to him more.
How could he leave behind that which he and Viktor had worked so hard to build, strengthen all because of some insignificant humans! He and Viktor would long out live the mere mortals. They Were Nothing!
The vampires were all that ever mattered.
The elder turned hybrid spat at the mortals head stuck on the pike before turning a more tender look at Soren. "Come my own," he gently spoke. "You are still recovering and should take shelter, rest, recooperate. I would not loose you, not now, not ever."
The tall hybrid turned on heel and case a sorrowful look at Ordoghaz. Viktor may have built it, but it was as much his House as well. Castle Corvinus had long ago been abandone in favor of the small house and it's superior abililty to defend the cyrpts that rested under it.
No, he would not abandone the vampires when they need him the most. "Come," he commanded "we must begin plans to rebuild, gather the cover back together, count our numbers, check on supplies..." the man continued to babble on as he walked back to the building.
As he neared the runined opening he turned once more to Rigel, "Are you well enough to stand watch?" He glanced at the sky, thankfully it was the same old Pest as the rain started coming down in sheets as if trying to wash away the destruction that had happened this night.
Marcus placed hands to his offsprings shoulders. "My boy, the coven does not know about us, we are the best defense for the coven now. Will you stand watch this day?" his features softened as he searched those unique blue eyes. "Please."
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"As if I could ever refuse you anything Marcus."
Rigel stepped closer to the other hybrid and ran a caressing hand down the side of the beautiful man's face.
"Try to relax a bit Marcus. You have done all that can be done tonight, it is time for you to rest. We will rebuild this mansion but it will take time, as they say...Rome was not built in a day."
Rigel stood up on tiptoe and pressed a soft kiss to Marcus' lips.
"Go rest!"
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"Come my own. You are still recovering and should take shelter, rest, recooperate. I would not loose you, not now, not ever."
Soren nodded in agreement. He really was tired. "Alright," Marcus he said, giving the man's hand a brief but affectionate squeeze.
"My boy, the coven does not know about us, we are the best defense for the coven now."
Marcus was right. As much as Soren hated lycans, the hybrids were...useful. He stopped himself before admitting that they were necessary though; that was one step he was unwilling to take.
However, perhaps the foul lycan blood was also too much of an obstacle for Marcus and him to overcome. Soren hoped not yet he still ground his fangs together as he saw Rigel lean in for a caress and kiss, but he forced himself to ignore it. Besides, it was day, and the janissary needed rest. He headed for the sanctity of the crypts.
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The elder drew back as the man kissed him. He wished the boy would stop doing that as he cast a nervous glance at Soren. The janissary was his mate now! He would have to set the record straight with Rigel soon before Soren was hurt.
"Rigel..." he started to speak to clear things between them when suddenly the boy was knocked back! Marcus jumped yet again as he watched his newly named Regent rage at his offspring.
Marcus had to bit his lip to keep from smiling, why hadn't he seen this before? It was so obvious! He did his best to smoother his amusement at the two lovers that he didn't take offense at Kahn's abusive behavoir towards him.
He nodded at Rigel when the boy turned pleading eyes at him. "Go to him." he softly spoke, perhaps Kahn would look after his protege better than he ever could.
He gave a sigh as he turned his attention back to his lover. "Soren, wait! I will go with you." He caught up easily to the man, leaning to even scoop the smaller vampire up and carried him inside. To hell what others may think, after all he was an elder! It was his progoative to show affection for the wounded!
"Be still!" he warmly warned the janissary as he carried the man to his own chambers, which thank the goddess was in the part of the mansion still unaffected.
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The janissary stopped and turned around just as Marcus caught up to him. To Soren's utter surprise, the Elder scooped him up into his arms! Stunned, the younger man squirmed incessantly, trying his hardest to "escape".
"Be still!"
"Be still?" Soren parroted. "You're carrying me! I am not some fair damsel in distress!"
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Marcus gave a hearty laugh, as he held the squirming man tighter yet trying to be careful of his recently sustained injuries.
"Fair Damsel?" he chuckeled still as he walked with the man up the stairs, "No, but you are mine and I intend to ensure you safety." As soon as he'd made the landing where their room was the elder paused long enough to press a kiss to the man's lips.
"I am not like Viktor, I will express what I feel when I want to. I will not have you share Kraven's fate." he continued down to their door, "but you must earn your keep lazy vampire and since my hands are full, open the door for me so I can walk you over the threshhold."
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"Funny, last time I checked, I was the bodyguard--mmph!"
Marcus cut Soren off with a kiss, and the janissary decided he may as well give up on getting back to the ground...not that it he really wanted to anymore.
"I am not like Viktor, I will express what I feel when I want to. I will not have you share Kraven's fate."
"No, you'll just humiliate me by carrying me around like a sack of potatoes," Soren muttered darkly, but he'd already stopped struggling.
"open the door for me so I can walk you over the threshhold."
"As you wish, oh lord," the janissary said, smirking impudently as he kicked the door open but still careful enough not to damage it. "Is my Lord satisfied now?"
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Marcus watched as Soren delivered a powerful kick to the door and almost expected it to fly off the hinges. His lover was strong despite the recent injuries.
Is my Lord satisfied now?
"Very much so, my loved one," the Elder replied, mimicking a groom carrying his bride into the bedchamber on the wedding night. Tenderly lowering Soren onto their bed, he couldn't help thinking about how close he'd been to losing his lover this night. First the Lycans and then the wretched mortals... Now he simply wanted to spend some time with his mate, hold him close, and be happy that he was alive... that they both were.
"How are you feeling now?" Marcus asked and started unbuttoning Soren's shirt, baring the shoulder where the other had been shot earlier. Albeit healing, the wound inflicted by Lucian was still there. "Can I do something for you? Anything?"
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"Very much so, my loved one,"
Soren's face colored a little in a mixture of affection and embarrassment as he mumbled "you're welcome". It had been over century since someone had addressed him with such endearment, and he was still getting used to it. However, if Marcus truly did care for him, then the other vampire knew he would have plenty of to reacquaint himself with hearing, and even saying, such loving words.
"How are you feeling now?"
"Marcus, truly I am fine. My injury is healing properly," the janissary assured as the Elder set him on the bed, their bed. "Besides, I have been wounded before, and I was fine. Relax.”
"Can I do something for you? Anything?"
“Yes, yes you can,” Soren murmured as he brought the hand that had been touching his shoulder to his lips for a kiss. “Stay with me.”
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The Elder could tell that his lover was embarrassed by the blatant display of affection, and almost felt like laughing. Soren could really be... stiff, sometimes.
Soren was right about one thing: his injuries were healing, but he'd still need to take things easy for some time ahead. And Marcus would make sure that Soren would, if he so had to tie him to their bed!
“Yes, yes you can. Stay with me.”
The hybrid Elder smiled affectionately when his lover brought his hand to his lips for a kiss. He truly regretted not being able to offer his blood to Soren because of his... blasted condition. But there were enough hybrids running rampant already, and he'd never risk infecting his lover, as well.
"Of course I'll stay with you..." he murmured, bending down to press a tender kiss to Soren's lips.
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"Of course I'll stay with you..."
"Mmmm...thank you," Soren said, still caressing one of the Elder's hands. "And what about your health, Marcus? You were not injured when the humans attacked?"
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Marcus smiled to himself when Soren snuggled to his side and started fondling his hands. They were a sharp contrast to the janissary's own callused, battle-hardened hands, and the Elder knew that many considered them beautiful.
"Mmmm...thank you."
He simply kissed the top of Soren's dark head in reply and started pulling his fingers through the younger man's hair. Soren was quiet for such a long time that the Elder believed he'd fallen asleep, when he suddenly asked:
"And what about your health, Marcus? You were not injured when the humans attacked?"
Marcus sighed. The only injury he still felt were the gunshot wounds to his knees, caused by Viktor himself earlier the same night.
"No, I wasn't injured..." he said. "I'm weary, though. Right now, all I want to do is sleep... preferably with you in my arms..."
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"No, I wasn't injured..."
"Good," the janissary said, relieved. Although he probably didn't have much to worry about. Marcus was stronger than most anyone now, and he no longer had any problems with sunlight or UV ammunition.
"I'm weary, though. Right now, all I want to do is sleep"
Soren half grinned after failing to suppress a yawn. "That makes two of us, Marcus."
"preferably with you in my arms..."
For a moment, that silly shyness returned, but Soren shifted closer to Marcus instead of pulling away. "Okay."
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Kahn knew Rigel was a devoted warrior, but still! The man wasn't by himself any more! Damnit! Did Kahn mean nothing now? Despite the fact the newly named captian was worried sick because he hadn't found the french man yet, he prayed with each body they uncovered it wasn't Rigel.
He would take a quick look outside then go in search of the elder. The vampire's hatred burned bright at the destruction around him. He seethed on the inside, the lycans will pay dearly for this!
He gave a tired sigh as he glanced at the down pour, at least the weather was on vampire's side this day. He would do a quick perimier check while looking for Rigel.
The more of the ruin he saw the more he became angered as he walked around the mansion. The regent growled under his breath at each new body he came across, he was slowly riding the killing edge.
So what he saw next sent him over the edge.
Rigel!
The man was alive!
And he was kissing Marcus!
Kissing a hyrbid! Simply Kissing another man!
It was too much for Kahn to handle as he moved with the speed of a true warrior and stuck Rigel!
He stood seething over the man! "This is how you show your love!" he spat! "You've been with HIM all this time!" he cursed ast he flung a finger at the elder not caring about rank at that moment but as a jilted lover.
"You are like all the rest!" he hissed, eyes blazing blue at the french man. "I thought you dead Rigel Moreau!" the regent gave a hard cold laugh. "But here you've been safe the entire time." Kahn was truly misable as he stormed off. He simply didn't give a damn any more.
He would live to serve the coven and the elders now. He was regent and captian now! It was time to start behaving as such, even if his heart was bleeding at such a betrayal.
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"Kahn?"
"You are like all the rest! I thought you dead Rigel Moreau! But here you've been safe the entire time."
Rigel squirmed at the accusation and looked to Marcus for back up that didn't come.
"Kahn, I can explain!"
But the man took off on his heels and headed back inside the mansion.
Rigel groaned, gave Marcus and apologetic glance and then rushed after his lover. He caught up with Kahn fairly quickly and tossed the man against the wall and pinned him with his superior hybrid strength.
"Listen, just listen to me. I won't let 'us' come to an end 'this' way. Not this way, not with angry words. You didn't give me time to explain, you just jumped to conclusions. Give me time, I'll answer any questions you have."
Rigel looked desperately into Kahn's eyes, pleadingly, as he dared to lean his head against Kahn's ever so gently.
"Please...I 'do' love you...truly!"
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"Listen, just listen to me. I won't let 'us' come to an end 'this' way. Not this way, not with angry words.
Kahn's vision was murder right now as he pushed against the arm that held him. Had he been in his right mind he might have wondered how the man was able to hold him.
You didn't give me time to explain, you just jumped to conclusions. Give me time, I'll answer any questions you have."
"Explain what exactly!" the regent hissed, "Explain why you were kissing Marcus!" he snapped trying to shoving the vampire away.
"Please...I 'do' love you...truly!"
Kahn turned his gaze from those eyes just inches from him. The man overwhelmed him, had broken down his defensives. "Then why..." he barely spoke. "Tell me why." He challanged back to those eyes, "Why did you kiss Him!" If only Rigel knew what he'd been touching!
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