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They really fucking do. Some of them are far too boring.
Fair enough and admirable.
Some are just a little more mad than others and as you said, put our madness to better use. Myself included.
Somehow I'm not surprised that you knew her. But yes, that was one way of putting it. She had some bloody good parties... literally.
Fair enough and admirable.
Some are just a little more mad than others and as you said, put our madness to better use. Myself included.
Somehow I'm not surprised that you knew her. But yes, that was one way of putting it. She had some bloody good parties... literally.
He practically trips over the denim and Peter doesn't care. Skill and desire catch him, keep him from going down as he wriggles and kicks out of his jeans, not caring where they land.
"Fuck," he groans, his head falling back and baring his throat willingly. It's dangerous and wicked and he can't help himself as he gets naked, his hands moving for Felix's pants to get them open, off him, pushing them down as his hand strokes along the length of his cock.
"Fuck," he groans, his head falling back and baring his throat willingly. It's dangerous and wicked and he can't help himself as he gets naked, his hands moving for Felix's pants to get them open, off him, pushing them down as his hand strokes along the length of his cock.
He chuckles because he hasn't talked about this with anyone that wasn't Pogue. Pogue who had accepted it all and yet, after, Caleb had felt he had been different. Nothing had changed for Pogue, but for Caleb so much had changed and it made it hard for them to connect now. Especially since Caleb had gone from obsessed with keeping them all from practicing magic to obsessing with using magic and far more addicted than any of the others... even combined.
"You always do whatever you have to so you survive, right? It's what I did then and, honestly, it's why I'm here now."
He considers that for a moment, looking down at his glass and then back up at the other man. "Honestly, I don't know. I only know that in this world, when I use magic, it eats at me. I could feel the difference between Duplicity and here, and there it left me lightheaded, especially when I used a lot, and here I feel like I'm almost sick. It's how it felt before."
And he knows it's aging him, but he can't help but to use.
He stares at Felix for a long time, and there's a different sort of pain he's been enduring, especially with the distance between himself and the others. He'd grown up with them. He'd had the coven at the Midnight Theatre. Now he felt alone, all this time while he'd searched for the man before him.
And now, perhaps, there's a chance to not be alone again, and to live and learn.
"I'd like that. When we find a way," he says with a smile. "All I've been through and I don't accept there isn't a chance somewhere." He laughs then. "Fascinating is a word for it. My... ex? I guess since we're not in the same world. He has some very intimate piercings and that is definitely fascinating," he teases, unable to help but to be cheeky.
"Help with a cure and new clothes? Be careful or you might end up with a boy toy," he teases, used to being part of the "Four Twinks of the Apocalypse" as Nick had once called them.
"You always do whatever you have to so you survive, right? It's what I did then and, honestly, it's why I'm here now."
He considers that for a moment, looking down at his glass and then back up at the other man. "Honestly, I don't know. I only know that in this world, when I use magic, it eats at me. I could feel the difference between Duplicity and here, and there it left me lightheaded, especially when I used a lot, and here I feel like I'm almost sick. It's how it felt before."
And he knows it's aging him, but he can't help but to use.
He stares at Felix for a long time, and there's a different sort of pain he's been enduring, especially with the distance between himself and the others. He'd grown up with them. He'd had the coven at the Midnight Theatre. Now he felt alone, all this time while he'd searched for the man before him.
And now, perhaps, there's a chance to not be alone again, and to live and learn.
"I'd like that. When we find a way," he says with a smile. "All I've been through and I don't accept there isn't a chance somewhere." He laughs then. "Fascinating is a word for it. My... ex? I guess since we're not in the same world. He has some very intimate piercings and that is definitely fascinating," he teases, unable to help but to be cheeky.
"Help with a cure and new clothes? Be careful or you might end up with a boy toy," he teases, used to being part of the "Four Twinks of the Apocalypse" as Nick had once called them.
Kaz opens his mouth, then closes it, because nobody listens to him when he tells them to not get comfortable. Nina's already told him many times that's not how people can nor should function. He'll just be the ball of stress for them, and give a smug look during the times when his refusal to chill pays off for him during a surprise attack.
"The payout better be worth it too, or else why have royalty in one's back pocket."
He slides a menu towards himself, glancing over it. "We can get appetizers." The fried chicken wings look good and he's starving he's coming to realize. His gloves will be sticky, but it'll be worth it. When the waitress comes he remains silent, shoulders slightly hunched, letting Jesper schmooze first before making the initial order of the wings and some Soju to drink.
With a faint gesture he lets Jesper what if any appetizer or drink he wants. Once the waitress moves on he reaches out to play with his napkin, folding it into a small square as he admits, "Things have gotten a little monotonous though, haven't they." Maybe he is hungry for a larger challenge, too.
"The payout better be worth it too, or else why have royalty in one's back pocket."
He slides a menu towards himself, glancing over it. "We can get appetizers." The fried chicken wings look good and he's starving he's coming to realize. His gloves will be sticky, but it'll be worth it. When the waitress comes he remains silent, shoulders slightly hunched, letting Jesper schmooze first before making the initial order of the wings and some Soju to drink.
With a faint gesture he lets Jesper what if any appetizer or drink he wants. Once the waitress moves on he reaches out to play with his napkin, folding it into a small square as he admits, "Things have gotten a little monotonous though, haven't they." Maybe he is hungry for a larger challenge, too.
Henry slides his hand down the crease of Alex's arse and teases the rim with his finger, tightening his mouth around Alex with a soft sound.
Alex calling him baby will never get old and hearing him come apart was a heady sensation. He loved being the one to make this man moan, shake and tremble with his hands and his mouth.
And God, Henry didn't mind in the least being on his knees for him. He slides his tongue along the vein as he pulls off him. "Come for me," he says, his voice throaty and low, lifting his other hand to Alex's in his hair to tighten it. "Use my mouth."
Alex calling him baby will never get old and hearing him come apart was a heady sensation. He loved being the one to make this man moan, shake and tremble with his hands and his mouth.
And God, Henry didn't mind in the least being on his knees for him. He slides his tongue along the vein as he pulls off him. "Come for me," he says, his voice throaty and low, lifting his other hand to Alex's in his hair to tighten it. "Use my mouth."
Do you fear it? Growing dull in your old age.
Perhaps you could cut out the middle man and invite me yourself next time.
Are we all mad here, then? Please, do tell me Alice about your trips down the rabbit hole. Surely you've got some to share.
She was a Sister. Make of that what you will.
Perhaps you could cut out the middle man and invite me yourself next time.
Are we all mad here, then? Please, do tell me Alice about your trips down the rabbit hole. Surely you've got some to share.
She was a Sister. Make of that what you will.
Grand Master Tataki, where do you stand on portobello burgers?
Not my preferred but people will spend good money on them.
Shame, I went foraging and don't cook for shit. I was hoping you'd make them taste worth eating.
Just because they're not my preferred doesn't mean I can't do something with them where they'd be worth eating. Again, people spend good money on portabello burgers.
You keep saying that like I'm going to pay you. Tell you what, since I foraged, you can cook and get the delightful payment of my company and the satisfaction of a job well done.
You mistake me. I'm saying it so you realize that I've fixed plenty of portabella mushroom burgers over the years because of the demand. Therefore, people seemed to like them.
I don't know. If you kept the company of Sionnach, the 'delightfulness' of your company is up for debate...
[ He may just be giving her shit but he sends her an address regardless. ]
Come by around 9. Apparently demons don't keep "normal" hours.
I don't know. If you kept the company of Sionnach, the 'delightfulness' of your company is up for debate...
[ He may just be giving her shit but he sends her an address regardless. ]
Come by around 9. Apparently demons don't keep "normal" hours.
The praise shouldn't do that much to Henry but Dear God, the way Adonis said that left the Prince fairly trembling. Bright blue eyes roll up to watch Adonis as he finds himself wanting to give all he can.
So if it is tight as he sinks further onto his cock. Not caring if he chokes on him. No, caring because he wants more of it. He aches for more as his throat loosens up, taking the thickness deep into his throat until his nose is pressed against the other man's body.
Holding himself there a moment, even as he goes without air, eyes growing bright as he swallows around the thickness of him.
So if it is tight as he sinks further onto his cock. Not caring if he chokes on him. No, caring because he wants more of it. He aches for more as his throat loosens up, taking the thickness deep into his throat until his nose is pressed against the other man's body.
Holding himself there a moment, even as he goes without air, eyes growing bright as he swallows around the thickness of him.
The combination of Henry's hot mouth, the sight of him on his knees and his throat tightening around him has Adonis getting close. "Henry," he groans, his hand tightening in Henry's hair again in a warning, "if you want me to fuck you, you're goin' to have to get up here."
"Or you can fuck me, not too picky."
Because he wasn't. He'll take and give pleasure in equal doses.
"Or you can fuck me, not too picky."
Because he wasn't. He'll take and give pleasure in equal doses.
Not at all. I refuse to get so dull as I get older.
Well now that I know who you are, I'm happy to.
Tell you what, next time we meet up, we can swap stories.
I get it. She was remarkably close to my Sire for several years.
Well now that I know who you are, I'm happy to.
Tell you what, next time we meet up, we can swap stories.
I get it. She was remarkably close to my Sire for several years.
I hope you don't. I hope in a few more centuries time, you have new seasonings to offer.
You won't regret it.
She and I would do that too, you know. Every few centuries or so. Swap stories.
Yeah? Who was your Sire? Maybe I knew him, too.
You won't regret it.
She and I would do that too, you know. Every few centuries or so. Swap stories.
Yeah? Who was your Sire? Maybe I knew him, too.
Caleb wasn't wrong. Even for a man like Felix, there were things over the years that he's had to do to survive. Nothing quite like what Caleb has had to endure but still, he understood the concept quite well.
As he speaks about his magic use, Felix nods. "Perhaps we find a piece of jewelry first then that can take the brunt of that that backlash," he muses, taking a sip of his wine and setting it down.
He gets it. He's not sure what he'd do if he wasn't able to use his magic or have it affect him the way it affected Caleb. Felix watches the younger man and gets the feeling he needed that connection and if he can somehow provide that, then he'd be happy to. It's been a while since he's had the company and perhaps mentored a young man like Caleb.
"Good, you shouldn't accept there isn't a chance. We'll find it."
His mouth curls up when Caleb speaks about this ex and his intimate piercings.
"It's been a while since I've had a new boy toy," he teases. "Perhaps it's what I need as well."
As he speaks about his magic use, Felix nods. "Perhaps we find a piece of jewelry first then that can take the brunt of that that backlash," he muses, taking a sip of his wine and setting it down.
He gets it. He's not sure what he'd do if he wasn't able to use his magic or have it affect him the way it affected Caleb. Felix watches the younger man and gets the feeling he needed that connection and if he can somehow provide that, then he'd be happy to. It's been a while since he's had the company and perhaps mentored a young man like Caleb.
"Good, you shouldn't accept there isn't a chance. We'll find it."
His mouth curls up when Caleb speaks about this ex and his intimate piercings.
"It's been a while since I've had a new boy toy," he teases. "Perhaps it's what I need as well."
What do you do to make sure you stay interesting as the years go by, if I may ask?
That seems debatable with the company you used to keep. ;)
[ He's teasing. Those early years were some of the most fascinating of his life. Even with the few embarrassing moments thrown in there.
He wonders how she'll react knowing Sionnach had been reborn and in the body of an immortal witch. A witch who was a more "good" than Sionnach ever had nightmares of becoming. ]
Did you? I'd be happy to bring back the tradition if you're interested.
He went by Dominicus back in the day when they were together. A vampire from what is now Spain.
That seems debatable with the company you used to keep. ;)
[ He's teasing. Those early years were some of the most fascinating of his life. Even with the few embarrassing moments thrown in there.
He wonders how she'll react knowing Sionnach had been reborn and in the body of an immortal witch. A witch who was a more "good" than Sionnach ever had nightmares of becoming. ]
Did you? I'd be happy to bring back the tradition if you're interested.
He went by Dominicus back in the day when they were together. A vampire from what is now Spain.
When is our next play time? I love seeing the chaos we create when we're in the same village or city.
[ That didn't mean that they wouldn't do what they had to to survive, of course. ]
Naturally.
That will give me plenty of time to finish this up. See you in four months. Unless someone more interesting and profitable comes along.
[ That didn't mean that they wouldn't do what they had to to survive, of course. ]
Naturally.
That will give me plenty of time to finish this up. See you in four months. Unless someone more interesting and profitable comes along.
At first? I learned my audience. What interests them. Base interests for humanity hasn't changed, and it keeps you alive. Then I thought better of myself, and I learned what interested me. And I realized that nobody else would give a shit about the latter as much as I do, but I didn't need them to any longer.
So I live for myself. Because nobody else is going to do it for you. But when they see you can, they'll want you to do it for them. That's where you hook them. Live for yourself, let others think you can take them along with you. Sometimes, you even can.
For a short while.
Then they can't hold their booze at a king of Hell's party and you gotta drop them. ;)
[Like Adonis hadn't meant Sid. Thess has honestly no idea who the reincarnated soul is. Both because she hasn't looked, and because it's magic that's dangerous to dance around, and she's out for herself. Still, she would be curious if she ever found out. She's too practical to want to touch another Chosen One with a ten foot pole though without knowing she won't get dumped into the fryer, too. Been there. Killed that. Been on the run ever since.]
That would be nice. You know I'm not nice, though. So you must have some sense of intrigue about you to want to keep meeting. I do, too. Let's make it a date, Lord of Hell.
Well, shit.
[OOC: Totally up to you on if Thess knew David or not. I figured her reaction might be the same either way, LOL. But I can roll with either!]
So I live for myself. Because nobody else is going to do it for you. But when they see you can, they'll want you to do it for them. That's where you hook them. Live for yourself, let others think you can take them along with you. Sometimes, you even can.
For a short while.
Then they can't hold their booze at a king of Hell's party and you gotta drop them. ;)
[Like Adonis hadn't meant Sid. Thess has honestly no idea who the reincarnated soul is. Both because she hasn't looked, and because it's magic that's dangerous to dance around, and she's out for herself. Still, she would be curious if she ever found out. She's too practical to want to touch another Chosen One with a ten foot pole though without knowing she won't get dumped into the fryer, too. Been there. Killed that. Been on the run ever since.]
That would be nice. You know I'm not nice, though. So you must have some sense of intrigue about you to want to keep meeting. I do, too. Let's make it a date, Lord of Hell.
Well, shit.
[OOC: Totally up to you on if Thess knew David or not. I figured her reaction might be the same either way, LOL. But I can roll with either!]
Edited 2024-01-01 02:04 (UTC)
Four months and four days. [Yeah, she's a numbers girl. Her brain works in nerdy ways, it's partly how she's survived in an age where beauty takes precedence - she makes herself desirable through other means that men don't even realize require her mentality.] It'll end up being on a Sabbat though, so we might want to skip a day to avoid the dramatics.
Afraid I'd swindle a good deal away if you brought it along? Darling, you flatter.
See you in four months, or when you bleed a bastard dry. Just bring along a good story next time for it.
Afraid I'd swindle a good deal away if you brought it along? Darling, you flatter.
See you in four months, or when you bleed a bastard dry. Just bring along a good story next time for it.
Well then, do tempt me with all your burgers can bring.
[Honestly, she's not affronted. She bores easily with people who can't banter and back it.] Tis a poor ruler who doesn't revel in honest debate, surely?
Normal is what makes you predictable. Not the sort of danger worth entertaining.
[She does show up, perfectly promptly, in a tank top and jeans. She's got a very nice wine that should be illegal with her. Instead of knocking, she trails a fingernail along his door in an ancient sign. It sears and alerts him, if he has magical mechanisms protecting his door. If not, he'll just hear a faint 'knock knock'.
If there are any witch locks though, she won't try to break them, but perhaps could sense them and be curious by it.]
[Honestly, she's not affronted. She bores easily with people who can't banter and back it.] Tis a poor ruler who doesn't revel in honest debate, surely?
Normal is what makes you predictable. Not the sort of danger worth entertaining.
[She does show up, perfectly promptly, in a tank top and jeans. She's got a very nice wine that should be illegal with her. Instead of knocking, she trails a fingernail along his door in an ancient sign. It sears and alerts him, if he has magical mechanisms protecting his door. If not, he'll just hear a faint 'knock knock'.
If there are any witch locks though, she won't try to break them, but perhaps could sense them and be curious by it.]
Happy to.
Surely but too many people who rule kingdoms and lands are a complete bore and lack debate skills.
There are the rare occasions when I would like to have an evening that isn't spent in some meeting or doing something for someone.
Later that night, when Thess arrives, Adonis does in fact have magical and witch locks protecting his door. He'd learned well over the years that he needed both. Just in case.
He's amused by her way of announcing herself and yet, if it was any other way, he's sure he'd be a little disappointed. As it happens, he disarms the wards, unlocks the door and opens it. He's wearing slacks and a button down shirt, with the cuffs rolled up to his forearms.
"Come on in," he says and steps away to allow her entrance. He'd always been a bit sensitive to magic, and he's always figured that was due to how he'd received a number of his non-vampiric abilities. She was a league onto herself.
Surely but too many people who rule kingdoms and lands are a complete bore and lack debate skills.
There are the rare occasions when I would like to have an evening that isn't spent in some meeting or doing something for someone.
Later that night, when Thess arrives, Adonis does in fact have magical and witch locks protecting his door. He'd learned well over the years that he needed both. Just in case.
He's amused by her way of announcing herself and yet, if it was any other way, he's sure he'd be a little disappointed. As it happens, he disarms the wards, unlocks the door and opens it. He's wearing slacks and a button down shirt, with the cuffs rolled up to his forearms.
"Come on in," he says and steps away to allow her entrance. He'd always been a bit sensitive to magic, and he's always figured that was due to how he'd received a number of his non-vampiric abilities. She was a league onto herself.
let's definitely have her have known David. I'm sure Sionnach would have introduced them!
princedelenfer
2024-01-15 01:16 am (UTC)(link)
So I should continue to live my life as hedonistically as I possibly can and enjoy the ride?
Anyone who was invited as a guest or as a date to a guest of that party I had, I suspect isn't very "nice". Which is good. Nice is boring.
Great. Then it's a deal.
Ah, met him, did you? Ah, he had been fun back then.
[ Not that David hadn't been fun after Sionnach but just less... destruction and chaos. So did he, to be fair until he was killed. ]
Anyone who was invited as a guest or as a date to a guest of that party I had, I suspect isn't very "nice". Which is good. Nice is boring.
Great. Then it's a deal.
Ah, met him, did you? Ah, he had been fun back then.
[ Not that David hadn't been fun after Sionnach but just less... destruction and chaos. So did he, to be fair until he was killed. ]
As long as you're responsible for your own survival, I say live on your own terms.
It is, isn't it? Although I get called boring quite often. Judging by your bookshelves though, I suspect a life of study doesn't bore you, either.
I did, he was a trip. They were pretty wild together. What about you, my lord? Have ever met your match?
It is, isn't it? Although I get called boring quite often. Judging by your bookshelves though, I suspect a life of study doesn't bore you, either.
I did, he was a trip. They were pretty wild together. What about you, my lord? Have ever met your match?
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