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 Posted: Tue Dec 15, 2009 9:41 pm
Since Kyousuke is an Incubus, and has been living for a long, long time now, his house is very... old-timey, if that makes sense. Here's a picture for your imagination: Click it.~ [His house is in a more rural area - - he dislikes the city.]
The interior is much more modern, filled with a lot of leather and most basic electronics. He doesn't favor electricity, though, so much of the lighting is by candles and wall sconces. The kitchen is probably the most modernly styled room, most everything stainless steel. The furniture throughout the whole house is mostly red, white and black, but there's also grey and beige and a few browns. The bedrooms [4] are the rooms that were kept the way they were back when Kyousuke bought the house, so they're definitely not up-to-date, but that doesn't make them useless. If anything, the furniture in the bedrooms are the most well-built things in the entire house. [Save for the actual house. ... I assume it's fancy... it reminds me of Biltmore... which is beautiful, by the way.]
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Posted: Fri Dec 18, 2009 8:49 pm
 { d w a i n e } × × s t a r t
The vampire kept up his charade that his shoes were interesting, twisting the hem of his fraying, oversized dark purple top between his fingers. His Master didn't respond straight away, but the boy didn't sense any hostility in the air. Just . . . Confusion. But why should his Master have to be confused? Wasn't he clear in his answer . . . ? At the very least, it didn't seem like he was going to get in trouble for looking up at his Master like he had, so that was a good sign, he thought.
His tongue pressed against the back of one of his long fangs subconsciously when his Master began to speak about drinking, but he flinched quite visibly at the sudden horn. Too loud! Just the hustle and bustle of the street had been beginning to hurt his sensitive ears, but at least it had filtered away into more of a background buzz. The loud horn so sudden and so close was just a little too much for the poor vampire. A year in dim light and for the most part fairly quiet cages; being out here was starting to hurt his head, as nice a change though it was. He had forgotten all about what his Master had been trying to say already.
The vampire started slightly when he was suddenly tugged closer to the long vehicle. The boy licked his dry lips when the door was opened for him, hesitating a moment before sliding in. Dwaine positioned himself in the middle seat, knowing his leash would be pulled too tense if he sat right by the window, though he would have preferred it. He took the belt between long thin fingers before hesitating. He probably shouldn't buckle up just yet, in case his Master decided that he didn't want him sitting so close. Or if he was like some of those Master's that Dwaine had heard of, who preferred their slaves to be left on the floor at their feet, as opposed to up on the seat with them.
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Posted: Fri Dec 18, 2009 9:20 pm
К y Φ υ s υ К є +++++++++++Come here. Closer, love. You'll find that I'm not too bad. +++++Kyousuke left the door open, not bothering to shut it since he wasn't planning on getting in yet. He had to go pay a small visit to the driver... He waltzed up to the driver's window, giving it a few harsh taps. Hyung looked at the window, almost preparing to be mugged or something. Although, when he saw Kyousuke with an expression such as the one he currently wore, he would've almost preferred some hobo with a cheap pistol. He rolled the window down and looked up at the slightly disgruntled looking Incubus. "Yeah, Kyousuke?" He feigned a casual greeting, although he was rather put-off by the Master's expression. Scary.+++++Kyousuke gave the driver an unsettling sort of grin. He suddenly pulled the other in by his plaid tie, the grin never leaving. "Hyung."
"Yes?"
"How do you feel about drowning?"
"I'd rather not."
Kyousuke didn't like it when Hyung was smart about it. "Of course. ... So next time keep the damn horn to yourself. Either that, or learn how to breathe underwater."
The Incubus released the other's tie and took a step back. His grin was still just as menacing as ever as he walked back to the opened door.
In the meantime, Hyung gave a sigh of relief. "Damn, Kyou. Scare the crap outta me, why don'cha?"+++++By then Kyousuke's expression was much calmer and more gentle. Most of his irritation had just been worked out on the driver. He was still tense, but he felt a little better. He now stood outside of the opened door, for some reason pondering if he should actually get in it yet. He thought that maybe he'd disturb the vampire inside if he were to sit in the seat beside him. Weird and practically outrageous, yes, but Kyousuke's just like that right now. He wasn't sure why, but he was. That was more annoying than Hyung up there. Kyou lost most of his train of thought when a group of teenagers walked by behind him, giggling and laughing about something stupid or another. He knew it was stupid because only the girls were forcing themselves to laugh. The kind of girls that made Kyousuke go for guys. ... But it's not like Kyousuke ever complained about that... Either way, that little encounter made Kyousuke get in the car a lot faster than he would've before. +++++He sat and closed the door, leaning back into the seat in a weak attempt to loosen up and become comfortable. Sure, it was a hell'a expensive limousine, but that didn't make it comfy. Not in the slightest. One of the few things that actually settled the Incubus was a good aura, and he hadn't felt a good one in a loooong time. But, it couldn't be helped easily, anyways. This profound little thought almost made the Incubus feel somewhere near melancholy and sorrowful, but he pushed that away as well as he could. He shut his eyes in another try to mask the emotion. He wasn't sure whether it succeeded or not, and there was no way to tell. It's not like he could ask Dwaine if he sensed it or not---the entire thing would be pointless if he did that! Emotions were strange little things that had yet to ever grow on Kyousuke. He'd be just as well off without them. ... Without the bad ones, at least. The good ones were, well, good.
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Posted: Fri Dec 18, 2009 9:48 pm
{ d w a i n e } × × s t a r t
Dwaine said nothing when his Master moved to the front of the limo, his only motion being him pulling the leash over into his lap now that it had been released. He was tempted to remove it, but didn't. That wasn't his right.
The vampire hadn't been paying any attention to the conversation, too busy fiddling with the leash and the seat belt, looping them together without thought, so all his sensitive ears picked up on was the last few words that his Master spoke. And, well they didn't sound all too encouraging. His stomach gave a little flop. He couldn't swim . . . Though, he didn't think he could drown. Dwaine didn't really know very much about his own kind at all; Luke hadn't really thought it too important a topic to discuss with him. Mostly they just . . . Well, that was private.
The vampire tugged at his leash a little at the thought of his ex-lover and 'creator', as one might put it. He barely noticed when his Master got in the car. The only sign that he had was that after a few hesitant moments to see if he would be told to move, the boy finally clicked in his seatbelt to protect him. A human habit, perhaps.
He wanted to slump in his seat, to pull his legs up to his chest and cry; everything felt so strange and frightening. But he didn't. Instead, the teenager kept himself with perfect posture, his hands folded in his lap.
The charcoal haired boy kept his head down for the most part, but he occasionally tilted his head up to peak out the tinted windows. But his heightened eyesight kept zeroing in on every life source, creatures humans would never notice, and it was painful when the sight was torn away from his eyes, making him too dizzy to keep looking out for too long at a time, despite his desperate wish to.
The vampire proceeded to continue untangling and re-tangling the leash in his hands, finding that he didn't really notice the movement of the car if he wasn't looking out the window.
He wanted to speak. To ask his Master his name, where he lived, what he would want Dwaine to be doing, what he was. But the boy dared not, so he kept his lips closed, his expression a little spaced out as he pondered over these thoughts that would likely never be shared.
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Posted: Fri Dec 18, 2009 10:22 pm
К y Φ υ s υ К є +++++++++++Come here. Closer, love. You'll find that I'm not too bad. +++++A hand moved up to prop Kyousuke's head up, his elbow leaning against his thigh. Almost a thinking pose, and for the most part, it was. Besides, in this posture, he was able to look at Dwaine and still be comfortable. His eyes were narrowed, yet he didn't look mean as most people would in such an expression. He looked a bit bored, a bit playful, and a bit sleepy. Not at all very intimidating. ... In fact, he was sleepy and bored. He was always kind of playful, but that seemed to be a little out of question at the moment. By 'a little,' he meant 'extremely out of the way.' His confusion had yet to subside, and it was starting to give him a headache. He hadn't a slightest idea as to why he was confused, he simply was! He was sure he'd never know, too. The answer was no where near reach. +++++He looked down to the leash in the boy's lap. He seemed to like tangling that thing as much as Kyousuke liked to hate it. Kyou found it to be a symbol of something he didn't like, and he was a hypocrite for it. A leash is a symbol for owning something---someone---like they were a dog. This made the Incubus a huge hypocrite, but he didn't plan on treating Dwaine like an item or a pet. He wasn't sure what Dwaine would be to him. It was too early to know anything, really. That went for both of them; Kyousuke was sure that both of them were pretty much in the same, question-filled boat. ... Oh, crap. Dwaine knew nothing about Kyousuke. ... He didn't even know the man's name... Shiiiiiit.+++++"You can talk and ask questions, you know. Surely you're very confused." So confused it hurts. "I'd actually rather you did talk." Kyousuke refused to go on by this point. He wasn't going to admit why he wanted the boy to talk. That would make the Incubus look weak, along with a few other things... Things he didn't like, especially when he was labelled as such dishonoring adjectives and adverbs. Kyousuke had been a prideful little Incubus, and he didn't plan on letting that go now. It'd all be a waste. Many things... things he'd rather not go into- - BUT... he could not, would not, stand to look anywhere near weak or pathetic in front of the lil' vamp he was sitting beside. ... Who was still fiddling with that repulsive leash. +++++K yousuke moved over a small bit, bringing his hands up to unclasp the leash from Dwaine's collar. If that stayed on any longer he really would've just chucked the entire leash and collar both out the window. The collar wasn't half as bad as the leash---the collar was actually very adorable---he just could not stand that leash being attached to it. The collar by itself just looked like a fancy little bondage-like accessory, but with a leash to match... He let the end of the leash fall lightly into the other's lap. He almost felt as if he should explain himself, but was it really needed? ... He didn't think so, but... Oh, nevermind. It couldn't have been that important to have a reason. ... He owned that leash... dammit.
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Posted: Sat Dec 19, 2009 1:48 am
{ d w a i n e } × × s t a r t
The few times when the vampire wasn't alternating between the window and his lap, his eyes would flicker over to his Master, only to find the other watching him and his head would quickly drop once more, hoping the other hadn't noticed but knowing it was impossible for him not to have when he was watching him so intently. He could feel the eyes on him, burning into his skin. His Master was staring at him so intently the poor boy wouldn't be surprised if his gaze left scars on his pale skin. The vampire tried to swallow, but his mouth felt dry. Subconsciously he rubbed the tip of his tongue up and down against the back of his gums to try and work some saliva up, wetting his cracked lips once he had done so. That was . . . A little better.
The boy started when his Master suddenly spoke, jolting a little, causing the tight belt so cut into his skin. He flinched at the feeling.
His Master . . . Wanted him to speak? To ask his questions? The vampire didn't speak for a while, trying to think of what was most important to ask. He decided that asking his Master's name was probably at the top of the list, even though he wasn't expecting to be allowed to call him anything other than Master. That's what Renn had said to always call your owner. Or Mistress, as the case may be. But Renn had promised he wouldn't let Dwaine go with a female, because he knew how uncomfortable he was around them. But . . . Dwaine didn't feel any more comfortable around his new Master than he ever had with any other, male or not. He'd never been quite the same since . . .
"I- Uh," The boy interrupted himself, wanting to get those thoughts out of his mind as soon as he could, "Wh-what is-" It seemed as quickly as his courage came it fled. Everything seemed to flee, actually, thoughts and the ability to breathe included, when his Master suddenly unhooked the leash. It was so simple, so fast a motion, it shouldn't have bothered him. And it wasn't that he was removing the collar that bothered Dwaine, it was that he had gotten so close at all!
The vampire's lips were pursed in a tight, thin line. Every muscle in his body was tense, his back rigid and perfectly straight. The only part of him that moved were his fingers which were tying the now unattached leash painfully tight around the fingers of his other hand. He dared not breathe. He couldn't bare to smell his Master's scent; his blood. So close, so strong! The small gasp of surprise he had given when his Master first reached up had been too much. The scent was swirling around in his brain which seemed to have stopped working entirely for the moment. So good!
Dwaine was a fledgling, he was doing incredibly well to have been able to resist blood as is, but his Master? God, he didn't think he'd ever craved anything so much as he did his Master's blood at that moment!
His pupils had shrunk, narrowed on the window that separated the back seats from the front.
His skin burned where for the briefest instant the older male's fingertips had brushed over his neck accidentally while he'd removed the leash. He could still feel his pulse; it was at the forefront of his mind, clouding all other thoughts. He could hear every beat that the heart of the male beside pumped out. It was filling his ears like someone playing the drums so loudly, so close. The kind where the sound kept reverberating around long after they'd stopped playing. But they wouldn't stopped playing; his Master couldn't exactly turn of his heart!
This was absolute torture! Why? Why did he have to be stuck in this tiny compartment when all he could think about doing was tearing the skin from his Master's throat, his face, his arms; his chest! He wanted to break right through that pretty white rib cage and get straight to the source of his torment. To shred the organ into tiny, bite-sized pieces and feel them sliding down his throat . . .
A shudder worked its way down his spine. His claws were digging into his palm; his fingers going white from how tight he had the leash wrapped around them. He didn't even notice.
His mind was focused on one thing, and one thing alone. And it was not a foot from him, beating so loudly in his mind.
((Yay, bloodlust~! I didn't realise Dwaine was so violent! He wasn't nearly so with the last Incubus he was with . . . But, AU eh? He doesn't even know what an Incubus is nowadays. >.<"
Dwaine: Tch! He's unmentionableeee! Unmentionable I say!
Yeah, yeah. Whatever. He was just a blood doll who was using you anyway. >.> Kyou shall be your true loveeee~))
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Posted: Sat Dec 19, 2009 1:29 pm
К y Φ υ s υ К є ++++++++++++Сσмє Ηəяə. Сℓσsєя, ℓ♥νє. γσυ ωιℓℓ fιиd тнαт ι'м иσт тσσ βαð. +++++The selfish little urge to smirk seemed to arise at the trouble it looked like he was causing Dwaine. Since most Incubi weren't on the nice side, smirking at such things was rather common among the species. Not when around humans or other races, though. Especially humans... they seemed to take things so seriously! It was almost comical how far humans would go. . . those greedy little selfish things. Even though Dwaine was a fledgling vampire, he didn't seem the type to have been a human once before. But maybe that trait came with the change? Oh, who knew?+++++He still ended up keeping his eyes on the boy. For some very obvious reason he just couldn't---wouldn't---look away. And the fact that the other was having quite the mental conflict over, no doubt, the Incubus himself made Kyousuke just that much more tempted to go through with the little suggestion his mind just made. It would probably be dangerous and almost stupid, but Kyou didn't really care. He'd let Dwaine bite him. Bite him, possibly kill him, whatever. He didn't have that little light blue charm on his collar for nothing. It stood for something. It was currently symbolic for 'Don't be a dumbass and get yourself killed, Kyou,' but the Incubus chose to not listen to the little gem's commands. +++++Besides, Dwaine still hadn't spoken an entire sentence---or anywhere near a full one, for that matter---and Kyousuke missed the vampire's voice. Though it was quiet and slightly raspy from the fact that the vampire was a vampire that hadn't had an actual vampire-filled meal in god knows how long, it was still an incredibly adorable voice. An incredibly adorable voice that Kyousuke felt would be extremely arousing if---Oh! Sorry, we needn't get into that, love. . . . So, aside from that and back to the aforementioned, Kyousuke felt horribly tempted to torture the boy a bit. As awful as it may be, the future that it held---in Kyousuke's mind---would be a rather win/win for them both. Kyou could always be wrong, but... Eh. Either way, it seemed a fun idea to the playfully sadistic little Incubus. +++++Kyousuke finally gave in to the smirk, letting it fall into its rightful place on his lips. He sat back up somewhat straight, though still looking at the other. He was able to put two and two together. The other was most definitely craving a bite, and when Kyousuke put together whom the bite was meant for - well, he was just that much more pleased, to say the least. He wondered how he smelled to the other---vampires did breathe in others' scents, right? Or was it something to do with auras, like how Incubi see people and judge people? ... Hopefully the Incubus didn't smell bad... That would surely be a big blow to Kyousuke's self esteem! But, he would just have to take a chance and assume that he smelled good to the other... mostly because the other had an outrageously pure atmosphere surrounding him. Such an aura that none of the ones Kyou had seen prior could compare to...+++++Kyousuke put his plan on a brief hold for the moment. He couldn't put it into action until he was introduced. No use in being bitten if the vampire couldn't utter the other's name. The first time for the other saying said name would be equivalent to a moan that Kyousuke was driven on hearing from the boy later. He wasn't sure when later was, but the future held many a new goal for the Incubus, and he planned for all of those goals to be reached by some point. +++++Plan time. No more waiting and frolicking in useless thoughts; it was making the Incubus nothing but impatient. He emitted a quiet 'Heh,' something almost like a laugh. Maybe a chuckle - Tch. Either way.
"I'm Kyousuke." He pronounced his name with care, adding more of a Japanese accent to it. He considered the statement, and decided to leave his last name out, for it wasn't half as important as his first.
His gaze flickered to the front of the vehicle for a very short moment, the smirk on his face spreading a small bit, "As I attempted to suggest before being cut off," he leaned towards the other yet again, though this time much, much closer. Close enough that his lips almost brushed the rim of the other's ear, "You can bite me." [[ But Kyou and I both like violence. > w<;; Not too much of it, but w/e. I didn't think Dwaine would be quite so violent, either, though. xDD
Unmentionable my a**. I've heard very little about this dude... forgot his name... but either way, I don't like this other dude. Incubus/vampire/whatever he was. It's mostly my Kyousuke-ish side that doesn't like him...
A Pouting Kyousuke: Fuh. You bet I don't like him. ... Only enough room for one Incubus...
Which is probably the other guy who was there first. 'sides, maybe Dwaine had more fun in bed with him instead'a when it comes around to you.
A Now Very Annoyed Kyousuke: Wash your mouth out!
... { I found that fun... lame, but fun.} ]]
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Posted: Sat Dec 19, 2009 9:12 pm
{ d w a i n e } × × s t a r t
((Actually, I don't believe they ever did more than kiss. >.> Though they did see each other naked . . . Slave bathrooms, eh? And I forget his name too. XD But I remember what he looked like. Smexy thang with the long purty hair and that body, haha! Incubus indeed. <33 Oh! I remember! D. Just D. I'm pretty sure it was, anyway. I know it was something short and strange like that. Dwaine and D, humm . . .
Blushing Dwaine: Too many D's . . .
D'aww! I think that's a hint, Kyou~ <33
Dwaine: Shut up! Was not! Go away! I'm hungry! *Pouts*
Yes, well, whatever. I'm afraid Dwaine had turned out a lot more violent than I was expecting sooo . . . I take no responsibility for any damages done to Kyousuke! He invited Dwaine to do it!
Dwaine: Yeah! 'S not my fault he's so yummeh!
Yeah. 'Sides. He can heal again like instantly . . . Right? >.> For his sake, I hope so.))
To say that the vampire was being tormented by having such a delectable meal so close would be a gross understatement. Spend a week in the desert with absolutely no food or drink and see how painful it is to see a glass of water and know you aren't allowed a single drop of that liquid you need so desperately to live. Imagine that you can all but feel that water against your skin, the ice cold sliding down your throat; hear the crashing of a waterfall, that you can smell it, taste it. That it was assaulting every last one of your senses, and know it wasn't just a mirage. That it really was just sitting there, but you'd never be able to touch it. That was how Dwaine felt, for he was certain he'd never get to taste his Master's blood. And that if he did; it would most certainly be the last time.
The poor boy let out a pathetic whimper when his Master - Kyousuke - spoke, but more than that, leaned in so close. The vampire had clamped both hands over his mouth, shaking his head almost violently from side to side. Why was he getting so close? Why was he saying such things?! Dwaine knew he wouldn't be able to stop if he started. And here was Kyousuke, getting up so close, promising such things! It was almost too much for Dwaine to take. He wasn't used to feeling this way. He hadn't felt like he was going to loose control of himself since those first two weeks after turning. Used to being reserved and controlled as a human, he had been especially apt to controlling his vampiric tendencies as well, much sooner than most others. But this was just too cruel! And the fact that he didn't think he would be able to control himself frightened him very much indeed.
Dwaine just kept shaking his head, his whole body seeming to quiver with the turmoil that was occurring inside him at the moment. Every fibre of his body wanted to tear apart each and every fibre of Kyousuke's. "Can't- I can't-" He whimpered, but just opening his mouth to utter those few syllables were enough. He'd taken a breath and with Kyou so close, well. Dwaine didn't stand a chance to continue resisting him. And just like that; he snapped.
Now, when looking at Dwaine, if one didn't look too closely they would assume he had only two fangs, for only his canines were permanently elongated. But anyone who actually bothered to pay attention would notice that the rest of his teeth was in fact also sharpened points, making the entirety of his mouth quite a force to be reckoned with, as Kyousuke no doubt now knew.
With his Master having had his lips at the shell of Dwaine's ear, these were the first things that the vampire clamped onto. His pointed teeth slid easily through the soft bottom lip, filling his mouth with the crimson liquid he so craved. The vampire sucked and pulled at the appendage, his tongue running over its surface.
When it became apparent soon after, however; that he wasn't going to get any satisfying meal from this place, he moved to another. He didn't want a snack, he wanted a banquet! Lips dropped to the base of his Master's neck, teeth sinking into the flesh. The vampire savoured the taste and the feel for a few moments, tongue splashing out against the skin before he released the flesh to attack a little to the side. He hit the vein this time, tugging lightly at the skin as though he wanted to pull the vein right from the other male's neck.
The vampire, which was far from the meek Dwaine he had been only moments ago, grunted slightly at the uncomfortable position. He sidled into his prey's lap so he was straddling him, hands resting on his shoulders to hold him pinned in place, claws digging into the flesh and muscle that covered his shoulder blades much like his teeth did. There was no real eloquence to his attack, nothing to romanticise. He just kept biting and releasing and biting again, as though trying to tear away the skin. His claws dragged back over his victim's shoulders and down his chest, shredding his shirt in the process.
The creature gave a soft, pleased sound something akin to, but not quite, a moan as his tongue licked up the blood. It wasn't just about the taste, or the fact that he needed the blood to survive; it was the experience. Sometimes you just needed to feel something tearing apart at your hands, to have their blood on your skin. There was no thoughts about the end result. Only the desperate need to shred the skin and the veins and the muscle right back off the prey; to chew on their bones, to positively destroy their heart, to mangle the body until there was nothing recognisable left on it's bones any more. So you couldn't even tell what species it once was. He wanted to feel something break, feel it tear. He wanted to be drenched in his Master's blood, just for the feel of it against his skin. A year on only blood packs could really do things to a vampire; they just weren't healthy. One could only live on them for so long before they started to deteriorate, in more ways than one.
His clawed fingers which had at that point been sunk into his hips released him, only to rest on the crook of Kyousuke's neck on each side, clawing at the flesh there now. While still violently to an outsider, and probably even to Kyousuke; it was actually a sign of affection this time, rather than just a need to destroy his prey. The vampire nuzzled the neck he had been latched onto a little, lips trailing higher to n** at the skin a little before sinking in here too now to feed further. The fact that he had almost had his fill now was placating him and he pressed closer to his prey, loving the feeling of his shirt sticking to his chest and stomach with the other male's blood. The tips of his claws ghosted over to the back of Kyousuke's neck where his fingers threaded together to drag his meal closer to allow him to push his fangs further into the soft flesh without too much more effort on his own part. His eyes were hooded, clearly getting a little sleepy.
So. Damn. Good.
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Posted: Sat Dec 19, 2009 10:56 pm
К y Φ υ s υ К є ++++++++++++Сσмє Ηəяə. Сℓσsєя, ℓ♥νє. γσυ ωιℓℓ fιиd тнαт ι'м иσт тσσ βαð. [[ Dangit, I don't like or think the picture I chose for Kyou suits him now. xD Not very smexy to me. He just looked all Victorian and elegant. o 3o The personality I stuck him with doesn't fit the picture. xD Daaang. ... You're good at finding pictures; you should help me. x we;;
... I don't understand all of the D's. I think I almost get it, but I don't. Damn. xD I feel EXTREMELY retarded. F-c-u-k. D8
I didn't think there would be so much violence. xDD But `tis fineee.~ Would it be weird if I said that was exactly how I planned for it to beee? Well, position-wise? { I sound like a bloody pervert! } ... I was hoping for there to be lap-sitting/straddling-ness. C: And blood. .. Lots'o'blood. ... { . . . I sound like a bloody masochistic pervert... }
... Hrrmmm. Yes, I plan for him to be able to heal, 'cause he doesn't seem to have any cool powers like that. xD ]] +++++Kyousuke sat - more or less - perfectly still when lips met fangs. Well, what was he supposed to do? The only action he took to while his lips parted to offer the other a better grip was watch the scene at hand. When the younger male moved to his neck, he was almost mad to be deprived of the image. The anger that arose from that, however, subsided when the other moved to sit in his lap. He still couldn't see the other, but it was both comfortable and more along the lines Kyousuke liked. Nonetheless, he was generous and leaned his head the other way, which, - much to his delight and benefit - gave him a bit of a view of the other again. Not much of one, but much better than nothing. The only sign of discomfort Kyousuke gave was a small twitch - a blink of his right eye, one his left eye didn't follow. +++++He knew it would be dangerous. He knew; he didn't care. Still didn't. Even when he felt claws that felt extremely similar to small knives rake down his torso; he was still, dare he jinx himself, enjoying most everything about the scenario. So, maybe he was purely masochistic instead of sadistic - but either way, did it matter? He wasn't sure how he was even able to process anything at the moment. Shouldn't his brain shut the hell up and take in what little pleasure was actually being given?+++++He licked at his bottom lip, tasting his own blood and some other sweet flavor. No doubt that it was Dwaine. The Incubus ran his tongue along his lip yet again, and he ended up smirking. Whether is was just the ridiculous fact that his lip could bleed that much even when most of the blood was trickling out of his neck, the fact that his slave caused it so easily, or the fact that he was still enjoying it, he didn't know. All of those facts pleased the Incubus to quite the extent. And that brought him to the sudden sound that Dwaine made. Not quite a groan, not quite a moan. Damn! It was so close, too. Hmph. Still a rather arousing sound to hear, but not the one Kyou had in mind. Damn, damn, damn. Would he have to go to hell and back to hear it? And he still hadn't even heard his name... +++++His gaze narrowed somewhat, shielding them to the point that he almost had those infamous bedroom eyes. An adrenaline rush hit, no doubt causing more blood to flow for the vampire. Kyousuke gave a crooked grin, white teeth gleaming. He held the other loosely from the back of his knees, probably encouraging the other even further. Then again, Kyou couldn't think of any other reason for the action, so maybe that was exactly what he was doing. He felt droplets of red drip onto possibly ever part of his body. His shoulders, his chest, his thighs and the hem of his pants - all probably drenched. Not much at all was left on his mouth or chin. He'd licked all that off some time ago, finding the taste horrid yet completely delicious. He'd focused his tastebuds on the flavor Dwaine left, not the flavor he caused. +++++He vaguely felt the wound on his lip seal up, the small sting of pain the healing process caused leaving once it closed. Oh, the joy he would feel when his chest and neck were to heal all at once... ugh. He gave an unnoticable shudder, gripping the other's knees that much more firmly and pulling him just a little closer. He felt hands move up to lay on his neck. He wasn't sure what that meant. He didn't feel the claws dig into the skin in an attempt to get at what was further down and to the boy's right, hiding 'safely' in Kyou's rib cage. The bites were certainly less violent, and Kyousuke had a hard time keeping himself in control. He wasn't one to blush, but he had moaned on occasion. If he were to moan at that moment, what the hell would that cause? He'd probably frighten the boy or... something else he didn't like. He lost all thoughts that made any kind of coherent sense. He felt the vampire push closer to him, so he made a small action to push back; leaning towards Dwaine so his teeth sunk a little amount deeper. He laced his hands together behind the younger, whether to embrace or for the other to know that Kyousuke didn't and wouldn't object to much anything the boy did or would ever do. [Though, he should already know that by now...] Kyousuke's breathing was now slightly shallow, borderline pant. Blood loss made one giddy, it seemed. Though, even as the sensation the loss was causing, his body was easily generating more blood from random, keeping the Incubus in fine health. Neither had anything to worry about.+++++Trying not to disturb the other, Kyousuke made only small movements towards the areas he could reach. Since the other was at his neck, Kyou had only that same option. He was barely able to brush his lips against the utmost farthest part of his jaw where it met his neck; then he was able to graze his teeth gently along his ear. His ministrations then stopped, seeing as there wasn't much else to do without Kyou going too far or everything turning simply into some form of foreplay. He leaned back and set his chin on Dwaine's shoulder in a way that allowed him to rest there without putting any kind of pressure---big or small---on his little shoulder. He gave his neck one small kiss before forcing himself to quit. He unconsciously teased the hem on the back of the fledgling's shirt. He felt temporarily really sleepy, but there was no way he'd allow himself to sleep. For the most part, he was currently only relaxing. Which, couldn't more an understatement or overstatement, so all was good. Still nothing to worry about.
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Posted: Sun Dec 20, 2009 3:12 am
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((Haha! Kyou's a darling. But if your interested, my photobucket album is h e r e. ^.^
And haha. D and Dwaine. They both start with D's. =) Well . . . D is, you know, D. But whatever.
Hehe, neither did I. But I am a bit of a sadomasochist, so it's only natural my characters are. *Shot* So no, not weird at all. I mean, a vampire and an incubus? I'd be worried if there wasn't lots of blood and straddling. Besides; it's my birthday, therefore Dwaine can be as violent and rapeable or as cute and rapeable as he likes! Especially since he's like, drunk now off all the blood. XDD
Good, good. I wouldn't want to hurt the poor darling!))
The vampire gave a few soft sounds at the feeling of Kyousuke's lips on his skin, neither pleased nor displeased. This was mainly because he wasn't sure how he felt about such actions. The vampire in him loved the attention, the slave in him feared what it meant, and the human in him felt guilty; like he was betraying Luke. And the both the vampire and human in him felt angry at Luke's own betrayal, the former more out of pride and the latter out of a broken heart. With all of these emotions twisting in his heart and his stomach, was it really any surprise that his fogged mind would see fit to cling onto the only distraction it had; Kyousuke?
Lips and tongue dragged over the destroyed skin as often as teeth. The boy sucked lightly at certain particularly torn up sections, both out of a desire for the blood and a desire of another kind, though he couldn't quite name it. Part of the motivation was certainly revenge against Luke who put him in this situation to begin with, but the rest of it . . . He wasn't quite sure. The boy gave a few pathetically pleased whimpers to have been pulled closer, an action he returned by pushing closer himself still until they were flush together. His hips were pressed into his Master's lower stomach, but the vampire didn't notice. His claws pressed into the skin at the back of Kyou's neck, threatening to break the skin but not quite applying that much pressure yet.
Dwaine loosed his grip and pulled back a little to put some space between them. The vampire had no intention to pull away though. Instead, his hands slid down, tearing the remains of the shirt away before his head ducked down to lap up the blood still flowing from the wounds on his chest and stomach. Some of the blood had already started to dry, but Dwaine didn't notice. He was too focused on the delicious red metallic liquid he was indulging in. Forget blood packs. Hell, after this he wasn't sure if he'd ever be content with anything else.
The vampire nipped at the soft flesh, nicking the skin with new wounds, sometimes biting a little harder as his mood saw fit. His tongue ran over his chest. Blood stained his lips and his teeth and had dripped down his chin. A little had gotten on the tip of his nose as well, but for the most part he was a surprisingly clean 'eater'. If you ignored all the blood on his hands, dripping down his arms, and drenching his shirt, a little even spilling onto his old, faded jeans. Blood soaked. Just the way Dwaine liked it.
They could have arrived at his Master's home hours ago, or they could have still been on the road. Dwaine neither knew nor cared. His hands were resting at the base of Kyousuke's ribcage, scratching at the skin as though yet again toying with the idea of tearing out his heart. As though following this line of thought, the vampire's lips dragged over to where the small, delicate heart lay, beating that precious crimson blood to the surface. It was so loud in his ears; he could feel it in beating in his lips and his tongue lapped over the surface. In this state, he was completely oblivious to anything and everything he was doing, and all was done with the most innocent and pure intentions. Or as innocent and pure as any blood lusting vampire's intentions could be. But, he was hungry. That was pretty innocent and pure, wasn't it? Regardless, whether it was with innocent and pure intentions or not, that didn't change the fact that where his tongue had strayed was just below his Master's now exposed n****e.
The vampire's hands slid up a little to keep him in place, nipping and sucking at the spot. This blood didn't taste any different, but the fact that it was so close to his heart pleased Dwaine greatly.
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Posted: Tue Dec 22, 2009 1:14 pm
К y Φ υ s υ К є ++++++++++++Сσмє Ηəяə. Сℓσsєя, ℓ♥νє. γσυ ωιℓℓ fιиd тнαт ι'м иσт тσσ βαð. [[ I shall check it out laters. Right now I need to awaken my brain so it knows something or another to type. xD
Photobucket is lame and WILL NOT FOR THE LOVE OF ALL ...SOMETHING let me see your albums. x .x;;
... Neither Kyou's first or last name has a D in it... He feels left out now.~
True, true. Kyou actually seems to be more-so sweet. ... o 3o... Eh, to me he has a reason for it right now. xD He's been thinking a lot lately. c:
It was your birthday! Gah. ... Happy Late Birthday. xD -fails at life-
x .e;; ]] +++++Without the small licks and nips provided by Dwaine, Kyousuke's neck hurt like ... well, to put it bluntly, a b***h. He would not let it show, though, so his neck took to healing the worst parts. . . . Which ended up being most of his neck. Luckily, his chest was being 'tended' to, so hopefully Dwaine wouldn't mind that his neck was sealed up. If he wanted, Kyousuke would let him rip his neck completely apart. He'd let the fledgling do whatever he pleased, may it even be to kill the Incubus. That was why Kyou wasn't worried at all when the other had become so close to that fist-sized beating organ located deep in his upper torso. Sure, Kyousuke could heal himself, but if anything happened directly to his heart - or any other vital body part, for that matter - then he would die. There would be no stopping that. He couldn't heal his heart, or his lungs, or some artery. He could mostly just heal flesh wounds, and maybe some bullets if that ever were to occur. He couldn't stop the infections and viruses that the bullets could cause, though. But, he'd never gotten a cold before... or the flu... or anything of that such... So, maybe he could heal viruses in his body... +++++He didn't feel like giving that a shot, though. From what he'd heard: Getting sick sucked. Badly. Kyousuke had never once sneezed or coughed in his entire life! ... Maybe from smoke or something, but never because of a cold... or something... Whatever, you get the idea. His shirt now lay tattered, half of the shirt to his right, half to his left. That small observation made him chuckle ever so quietly. It was funny, for some reason. Besides, he needed to force his mind to concentrate on something else for a little bit - he was about to lose himself. He was still thoroughly liking this 'escapade,' if it could be called that without giving it the wrong label - may the label be sugar-coating what was actually happening, or if the title was a huge understatement. It could easily be either, or possibly both. +++++Half of Kyousuke was wondering why he was allowing this. The black half of his personality was rather pissed off right at that moment, and the white, pure-ish half was willing to let the other go on for as long as he pleased and to go on however he pleased. He stretched his shoulder blades apart in a lazy, possible sort of stretch. His muscles were still incredibly tense - his body objected to this sort of treatment highly, but his mind still semi-refused to care much. If things got out of hand - which he doubted... kind of - then he'd put a halt on everything, whether he had to use force or not. Sure, right now Kyousuke wouldn't seem at all a forceful type, but... his mind and personality were pretty screwed up. He could be an unpredictable person at times. +++++The scenery outside the car's windows was starting to become familiar, if only vaguely through Kyousuke's clouded vision and mind. They were nearing his residence, but he couldn't care less. He was sure Hyung would park the car and go to his quarters whether or not Kyousuke were to get out of the vehicle. A sudden nibble near a 'sensitive' area on the Incubus' chest caused said Incubus to forget everything about the outdoors. A silent sharp inhale of air was his real only response, so he didn't much object. It had just caught him off guard. He was feeling lackadaisical by this point, now. He didn't knew where any of that or this was going, and he was pretty positive that somewhere inside Dwaine, he had no idea what was going on either. The Dwaine he saw in the cage earlier that evening would surely object to this if he were to see! His personality wasn't at all like this before, surely the boy was just... dehydrated? Oh, Kyousuke didn't know anymore!+++++He leaned down, taking the other by the chin and leaning him away from his new found 'drug,' if you will. Half of the Incubus wanted to let him continue again and say that this abrupt stop was just so the other wouldn't get a stomach ache. Half of Kyousuke felt like torturing the other, to let him wish he could continue, yet subconsciously know the older wouldn't let him. . . . What was he to do now? The half that felt like torturing Dwaine felt like it was being used, and the other half was completely oblivious to the fact that that might be the actual case. +++++A sigh escaped Kyousuke, but his firm grip on the other didn't much let up. He was almost waiting for the other to latch onto his lip again, or maybe his neck, so he kept as gentle yet strong hold on the other as possible. However, his face was a mere inch or two away from the vampire, so the restraint could easily be in vain. He felt like saying something, but he hadn't the faintest clue as to what exactly to say. Besides, how would he even be sure that the other would really hear him and really listen to him?
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Posted: Tue Dec 22, 2009 2:29 pm
{ d w a i n e } × × s t a r t
((No? That's strange. >.> Perhaps because I am logged in... I'll check it out. . . . . Okie dokies. Apparently my albums were on private, but I'm pretty sure it should be good now...
It's a good thing Kyou has no D's! That's the point; there were too many. It never would have worked. *Nods*
Haha. Yes; it seems to be hurting his head quite a bit. Dwaine was, but I'm not entirely sure if he's possible of coherent thought just yet.
Thank youuu~ I don't mind that it's late. <33 ))
As it happens, Dwaine didn't notice that his Master's neck was starting to heal; he was much too preoccupied with this new stretch of delicious skin.
The vampire let out a pleased mew when his prey laughed; the motion having made more blood rise to the surface which he quickly lapped up. His claws skittered over the tense skin when the other stretched. He didn't like that; it tightened the skin, making it harder for blood to flow to the surface. So the boy gave a bit of a harder bite out of 'punishment'. He had forgotten all about any ill-thoughts he might have had when he moved over to the skin above that precious little organ he desired so, but they came back when he was suddenly pulled away.
It was just a good thing that Kyou was so both gentle yet firm in his grip, because in Dwaine's placated state it was enough to put him back in his place. Well, not quite that of a slave, but certainly no longer in that of a killer. Dwaine was just that submissive kind of boy.
The vampire licked the blood from his lips and turned his eyes away to the side since he couldn't move his face. His hands were resting on the demon's stomach just above the waistline of his pants. His dark orbs flickered back at the sigh though, clearly curious.
The boy's breathing was soft and relaxed and his lids felt kind of heavy, very much like someone about to fall asleep. He felt very passive, and something akin to perhaps happy. There was nothing quite like a good feed to put one to complete and utter ease. The blood lust had left him, leaving him in something of a dazed state. It would obvious that he still wasn't entirely conscious of what had just occurred. A vampire freshly finished feeding was a vampire at it's most vulnerable because it left them feeling full and sluggish. All he wanted was to just curl up and go to sleep.
Vampires were much like vampire bats in that the blood they consumed worked through them very quickly, meaning they needed to feed often. He'd been consuming several blood packs a day. But even so, a good full sized meal (that is, his own body weight in blood) could fill him for roughly a week. With all he had just gotten from Kyousuke, it would probably be a few days before he needed to feed again. Vampires normally had to drain their prey to get a good fill and would put up as much resistance as possible to ensure there wasn't a drop of blood left in their prey, so for Dwaine to stop so easily was quite curious. The dark haired boy himself pinned it down to wanting to be able to have more of that sinfully delicious blood at a later date.
So the boy simply sat there, letting his Master keep his head up, a very satisfied expression on his face; a small, sleepy smile on his lips.
((Writer's block. >.<" By the by, I will post with Diego sssooooonnn! I just have extra bad writer's block with him at the moment.))
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Posted: Tue Dec 22, 2009 3:34 pm
К y Φ υ s υ К є ++++++++++++Сσмє Ηəяə. Сℓσsєя, ℓ♥νє. γσυ ωιℓℓ fιиd тнαт ι'м иσт тσσ βαð. [[ I'll, again, try to check it out later. xD
Hrm. All because of a letter? xD Dwaine seems picky over names now.
I'm purposely making him confuzzled, and I feel like an awful person for it. xD But, since I'm the 'author,' I know what Dwaine's thinking and shizz... for the most part, and Kyou isn't supposed to know anything, so apparently I feel like he should be having the most confusing thinking process I can manage right now. ... Lol.
C: Good, 'cause I feel bad that I couldn't have told you on the actual day. xD My interwebz screwed up and I was gaia-less for 2 days.... I feel lame, but whatever.]] +++++Dwaine's expression reminded Kyousuke of a cat. He really didn't have a clue as to why; it just did. He looked like a kitten that'd just finished lapping up every bit of a little kitten-sized bowl full of milk. That's exactly what Kyousuke thought. ... But, Kyousuke had to say, Dwaine was much cuter than a cat. Give or take the blood surrounding and clinging to both of them. Kyousuke started to wonder what he looked like to the other. Why was he so obsessed with knowing what the other thought of him, saw of him, etc? Why did he care? He'd never given a damn about people before, so why was Dwaine any different? Was it because that their lives were now pretty intertwined? Kyousuke couldn't just buy him and then everything be 'normal.' They lived together now; is that why Kyousuke's mind was going all haywire? +++++The people Kyousuke used to seduce never mattered. He'd see them once - the night of the actual seduction - and then it'd be over. He'd never see them again, he'd never think of them again. There was no more to it. Nothing turned into some Cinderella story where someone forgets their damn shoe, and Kyousuke actually cares enough to return it to the person, or he actually cares enough that he's missing one shoe - no! None of that ever happens. He makes 'love' to them, he gets energy to live, and he leaves, and they go back to sleep thinking all was just some weird, wet dream. No more to it, and there wasn't a thing to sugar-coat it. It sounds just as awful as it really is. Kyousuke uses people. Doesn't everyone? It's all just to what extent, isn't it? . . . That's exactly how it is for everything. There's no sugar-coating that, either.+++++Kyousuke had yet to release the other. He'd done all of his thinking in a measly few seconds, so it wasn't like he'd held Dwaine there for a long time. Kyousuke turned his head a little to the left, looking out the window. The residence wasn't lit up much at all, save for a few small candles that lit up a small bit of the yard, going all the way up the walk to the main set of front doors. He looked back to the other now, his own expression still practically unreadable. He closed his eyes for the short amount of time it took for his torso to seal itself up. The fresher streaks of blood - the streaks that had yet to dry - seemed to be absorbed back into his body, while the dried streaks stayed. Even with that small bit of blood gone, it didn't make Kyousuke look any more clean. If anything, it made the darkened blood lines stick out even more, making him look just that much more covered in the liquid. +++++The wounds hurt, and they hurt more when they actually started to heal from the inside-out. Kyou still refused to let any amount of pain show, but he wasn't sure what to do about it this time. So, he went about the scene literally at hand. He leaned towards the vampire, lightly pressing their lips together. He didn't much care if the other rejected him at the moment. He knew he shouldn't have kissed him, but he couldn't think of a different way to keep himself from making some sort of noise. At times, healing hurt worse than the wounds when actually inflicted. Skin had to grow back together, sometimes even muscles and nerves had to reattach themselves. At the moment, though, it was just a lot of gashes that had to sew themselves back with the skin they were joined with before. The healing process didn't stop until everything was as it had been. +++++...Besides, the kiss made him feel better, if only for a very short time. He pulled back, and he automatically averted his eyes from the other. He kept looking down, even when he started to speak. The only time he wasn't looking down was when he was refering to the manor, and even then he was just looking outside.
"...You can sleep inside, in whichever room pleases you." He gave a very light shrug here. "I'll carry you, if you want." He briefly, briefly glanced up to look at Dwaine at that suggestion, but he just as easily looked back out the window. He still didn't release the fledgling, but his grip had softened quite the lot. He thought that if he let go, since he wasn't looking at him, that Dwaine would disappear. [[ This was very angsty. e .e;; I don't know if I like it that angsty, because it makes me sad. ... Oh well.
Okie. c: The thread seems to be goin' kinda slow right now. ;o ... We don't have much drama-ish stuff in there... at all... But I just noticed something. Kyou and Airi both are pretty much just full of angst. xD I didn't notice that until now. Sure, Kyousuke's a whole lot worse, but still. ]]
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Posted: Tue Dec 22, 2009 8:53 pm
{ d w a i n e } × × s t a r t
((Haha, kay.
Dwaine, not so much. Me? Very picky. Two people with long hair will never work out because they're too similar.
Haha. Dwaine was curious before, right now... I don't even know how he feels. He seems very affectionate though. I think part of him is kind of deluded that being with Kyou is kind of like being with Luke. >.> You must beat the Luke out of him! =O
Wow. Dwaine is such a whore. Luke, D. Well, it's like two people. But it's not like Kyou who's an incubus, it's like ********, choose one person to love and stick with him. XDD
And I was wondering why you were away. I think I'd die if I couldn't at least check my Gaia, even though most times I don't get much time to post, it feels like.))
If Dwaine had a tail, it would probably be wagging at this point. Of course, that was more of a dog motif and Dwaine was indeed rather feline in make, being a predator, so it was really only natural that Kyou would make such a connection. Regardless, happy and full, he was quite content to sit in his Master's lap until made to move. A full Dwaine was really nothing like the meek, hungry Dwaine. Feeding restored energy, and gave a feeling of power rare for slaves. It made him feel comfortable and confident, unlike his usual wary and fearful. Right now, the boy wasn't likely to say no to anything Kyou said; not that he was all too likely to do so normally.
The vampire was like a mirror, his gaze drifting wherever Kyou's did, curious of what it was that was stealing his Master's attention away from himself. The Hell-borne creature inside him loved the attention, his human side, not so much, but it was growing weaker everyday. So when it was Kyousuke who pressed lips together, the boy's eyes widened before dropping half closed. He neither returned nor rejected the kiss, he just sort of let him to do it. His insides were twisting in conflict, but his mind wasn't really quite sure what was going on. All that really registered was that the lips didn't taste like blood any more, but that all in all, it was still a pleasant experience, even if he gave no real response at all.
The raven licked his lips slowly when his Master pulled back. He heard the words, but they didn't really register in his brain for a few moments. Indeed, all that really sunk in was 'sleep' and 'I'll carry you'. When he felt the grip loosen on his chin but not fall away, he reached his hands up and tugged lightly to pull his hand away. Free to move his head as he pleased now, he leaned forward, burying his face in the freshly healed chest. His long fingers were still wrapped around the wrist he held. His eyes fell closed, focusing on the pulse he could feel in his Master's wrist and in his chest.
"Want... Sleep." The vampire murmured, nipping lightly at the soft skin in a playful manner.
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Posted: Tue Dec 22, 2009 9:44 pm
К y Φ υ s υ К є ++++++++++++Сσмє Ηəяə. Сℓσsєя, ℓ♥νє. γσυ ωιℓℓ fιиd тнαт ι'м иσт тσσ βαð. [[ I decided to leave Kyou as is. xD I could not for the love of whatever find a picture that I thought suited him. So, whenever Kyou has to change, I'll just try to put him in better clothes, and maybe give him a Soubi ponytail, just because I'm that lame. ... and 'cause Soubi rocks that ponytail, so maybe Kyou can, too.
Too similar? Even if hair colour and eye colour are different? xD
How is Kyou like this Luke dude? I'm about to punch him in the face, and I don't even know how I'd go about doin' that... but Dwaine seems hung up on this dude. D< I don't want Kyou to be all jerky about it, though... 'sides, Dwaine hasn't said anything about Luke, so technically Kyousuke has no idea. x ue;; But I guess he's workin' on it!
Wait... So there's been three people? Waaait. I'm so confused. xD Was Luke and D two seperate people, or no? Because I've heard random things ab- - wait... one was a vamp... and one was an Incubus {Kyousuke: Dammit!} ... so, 3 people? Really? ... Maybe he is... but he's an adorable lil' vampy whore that looks like Lelouch, if that counts? -shrug- Lelouchhhh.
I almost did die, I think. xD If it weren't for the party I went to {that had gotten rescheduled. D8 }, then I would have died of boredom. It makes me sound like a loser, but whatever. I never have anything better to do. xD 'sides, I love Gaia, sooo... * -* ]] +++++Kyousuke was half expecting to be scolded or lectured when the fledgling pulled his hand away. The only reason he wasn't expecting to be attacked was because... well... the other looked pretty well out of it. He looked so cute~! But, aside from that point, Kyousuke now had a very sleepy, very randomly cuddly vampire in his lap. He wasn't one to object to that; he was just now extremely confused. Being confused usually would make him irritable, but with Dwaine in such a state . . . How could he be annoyed with Dwaine being like that? It would make Kyou look like a bad, inconsiderate person if he allowed his darkened personality to show through at such a time. He should be happy and momentarily ravish in the idea that Dwaine, too, was happy, if only for a short amount of time. Well, maybe not particularly happy, but he seemed much better than he'd been before. Kyousuke hoped he'd feel good in the morning, too, because at the rate Kyousuke was going, he was sure that he himself wouldn't feel 'ok' for a while.+++++Ah, more material for Kyousuke to worry about... Why do I care? I should want myself to be happy before anyone else; that's how it's always been, so why... He looked down in mid-thought, and he remembered the little creature that was still barely straddling him. A tiny smile roamed onto his face. It wasn't a real one, though. Merely the ghost of one from a long time ago, it was. Although, Kyousuke couldn't remember when that was...
Dwaine was about to slide off into the floor, Kyou noticed that much. He used the arm that wasn't being held by the vampire to wrap around his torso, bringing him to sit up more straight as to lean against Kyousuke's shoulder, and not his chest. He stretched out his hand that belonged to the wrist that currently belonged to Dwaine. It almost upset the Incubus to know that Dwaine wasn't intentionally doing any of this. He was practically high on blood; when one was high, they lost most of their correct thinking process. And it didn't help that the vampire was also tired. Which reminded him: Where was Dwaine going to sleep? Kyousuke didn't want to put him in a room without him knowing how to know where to go if he wanted something when he woke up... Crap. That gave Kyousuke two options... he didn't much care for either, because he could almost guess how to other would react later.+++++He pushed the car door open, being sure to keep Dwaine balanced in his lap since he only had one free hand. He thought it'd be mean to take his hand away from the other, yet he knew he wouldn't care if the other were to release his hand or even shove it away. But if he wanted to carry him into the house without dropping him or having to put him in an uncomfortable position, then he would need both hands. He slowly pulled his hand back from the fledgling, and moved the other so both of his legs were on one side of Kyousuke, and not one on each side. Dwaine would have to deal with being carried bridal style for now, because Kyousuke didn't think him awake enough to hold on - or just cooperate - for a piggyback ride. +++++While getting out of the car, trying to steer past Hyung without him noticing anything before the Incubus had time to get away, all the while Kyousuke tried to keep at as steady a pace he could muster as to not disturb Dwaine. He kept the vampire as close to his body as possible without anything becoming awkward. Opening the door was a fun task, however. Oh, joyous fun. Once he got the latch unlocked, there was only the security chain that remained... and how was Kyousuke supposed to get that open without letting the other down? Kyou didn't even know why he used that security chain... Either way, he ended up kicking that door open the rest of the way. The chain broke surprisingly easily, and Kyousuke guessed that it was because it was so old. He never replaced that specific lock.+++++He now stood in the foyer, looking up at the seperate staircases. He looked down to Dwaine again, but he'd still not made any eye contact since back in the limo. "Dwaine, where do you want to sleep?" He managed to be quiet and borderline nice for the question, despite his rather sour internal mood.
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