crucio (crucio) wrote in cwf,
@ 2009-11-14 22:12:00

open to greer
True to his word, Mikhal had worked out attaining his own little apartment through his rich friend. He didn't like to think that he was prostituting himelf out, and really, he wasn't exchanging sex... exactly. Just the pleasure that his bite could give.

The apartment was beautiful with lovely dark hardwood floors. It came all ready furnished in rich colors, mostly reds to go with the dark floors. Mikhal had sent a letter to Greer with the address on it, and nothing else, other than his name and a date with a time. He knew that would be more than enough and he had absolutely no doubt that the young sorcerer would show up. Greer was too curious not to show.

Heavy curtains hung across the windows, blocking out all of the light from the outside, and even when night came along they stayed closed. Mikhal was most comfortable at the mansion, and getting use to this new place was going to take a bit of time for him.

At the moment he was listening to Johnny Cash while he read a book, though he couldn't focus for too long. His blue eyes kept sweeping away from the words upon the pages to flicker towards the clock as the time that he'd scrawled down on the card grew closer and closer.

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	impotentwaffle 2009-11-22 09:40 am UTC (link)
	"Of course," he said quickly, not even having to think about his answer. He liked the idea that he could protect Mikhal, who was clearly powerful in his own right. "It's quite simple; it wouldn't be any trouble." It only worked on one room, anything much larger than that and Greer simply didn't have the power to sustain it. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

crucio
2009-11-22 09:46 am UTC (link)

Mikhal was quiet for a few seconds before he nodded his head and pushed away from the door to step into the room, and he met Greer halfway.

"I'd like that very much," he said, his voice quiet. "Thank you."

Having Greer offer to do something to protect him caused a strange feeling to course through Mikhal's body. It was warm, and odd, but good. He wasn't sure what to make of it. He was beginning to wonder if the sorcerer was affecting him as much as he was affection the sorcerer.

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impotentwaffle
2009-11-22 10:39 am UTC (link)

He could not hide how pleased that made him and he literally rolled up his sleeves. "Not even a draft will be able to get in here if it could harm you," he grinned. His fingertips brushed over the drapes one last time before he went to stand in the door frame.

Silent for a moment, he centered himself in the doorway and shut his eyes. Energy swelled up around him and he knelt down so he could press his hands to the floor, pushing the energy down into it. He drew a line with his finger and muttered a few words before standing up. Greer was especially good at ritualistic magic, finding power in words and actions.

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crucio
2009-11-22 10:49 am UTC (link)

Watching Greer, Mikhal stayed still, not sure if he should move or not. It was fascinating, and the power he felt glide through the room was enough to pull him towards Greer a little bit more. The power was coming from Greer, after all, and he wanted to be near the source. By the time that the sorcerer was done, Mikhal was kneeling beside him, closer than probably should have been.

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impotentwaffle
2009-11-22 08:21 pm UTC (link)

When it was done, he felt an invisible string tying him to the room. It was the smallest of power leaks so he could continue to feed protective magic into the room. It certainly wouldn't drain him, but he knew it was there. But he liked that thread of connection to where Mikhal would be sleeping. Looking up, the vampire's proximity startled Greer. "Oh, hello," he said quietly. The rush of working magic always made him a bit breathless and Mikhal himself had that affect on him too.

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	crucio 2009-11-23 12:11 am UTC (link)
	When Greer looked up, Mikhal's eyes locked with his, and the greeting caused a smile to curl at his lips. He could feel that string of power, he just wasn't sure what it was exactly, but he certainly felt it. "That was interesting feeling," he said after a moment before he got up, though he reached up to help Greer as well. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

impotentwaffle
2009-11-23 12:38 am UTC (link)

This was growing into torture, moreso now that he realized how disappointed he was every time Mikhal didn't just reach out and take him. Ridiculous how the vampire had more self control than a future priest, god maybe he really was making a mistake with his life. He kept a hold of the man's cool hand even when he was back on his feet. "There's an old voudon spell that I came across in a book that gave me the idea for this one. I like to tinker with spells in my free time, learn or make new ones. I think it's good for me to keep on top of my powers. Sorcerers who don't practice can end up down a bad road."

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	crucio 2009-11-23 12:52 am UTC (link)
	Mikhal moved to sit down on te edge of the bed, and he pulled Greer along with him. Now that he had a hold of the other man, it was difficult to let go, especially with that ebb of power he felt with each jump of Greer's pulse. "You are quite lovely," he said softly after a moment. "Did you know that?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	impotentwaffle 2009-11-23 01:41 am UTC (link)
	"Are you trying to test my resolve?" he asked with an embarrassed laugh. "Because I'm not sure I can withstand much. I know I said I was going to take my vows but--" he shut up, wishing he understood why he felt the need to share this with Mikhal. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	crucio 2009-11-23 01:58 am UTC (link)
	Mikhal kept a hold of Greer's hand, and he lifted it up so that he could turn it over, so that it was facing palm up. He trailed the tip of his index finger from his other hand against the soft lines in the other man's hand. "I won't say that I wouldn't be glad if you didn't take your vows," he murmured after a moment. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

impotentwaffle
2009-11-23 02:13 am UTC (link)

The movement itself was so innocent, but the things it did to him were not innocent. "That would be like negating my entire life up to this point. What would I do?" Part of him was asking so that Mikhal could give him the answer, help him figure out what to do with the rest of his life if he left seminary. The idea was terrifying him because it suddenly it seemed so possible. "I don't think you mean to be, but you're presenting me with a serious crisis of faith. I'm thinking I would give up everything if you wanted to kiss me just once."

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	crucio 2009-11-23 02:21 am UTC (link)
	Mikhal continued to trail his fingertip along Greer's palm, taking his time with each line. At the sorceror's words, Mikhal lifted his gaze up so that he could focus on his lips. "What makes you think that I don't?" he asked as he wet his own lips. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

impotentwaffle
2009-11-23 02:39 am UTC (link)

He could feel himself unraveling with each brush of that finger. His heart was thundering and he knew Mikhal could hear it. "I didn't come here for this, I'm sorry." He pulled his hand away before his face twisted up with frustration. "I'm lying. Yes I did; I came here hoping you would feed from me again, or something else, anything else. I hoped that you wanted to and that maybe if you really wanted it, you'd take it and I wouldn't have to feel guilty about it. I'm sorry."

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	crucio 2009-11-23 02:46 am UTC (link)
	"Don't be sorry," Mikhal said as he reached up to gently touch the side of Greer's face. "You can't help how you feel or what you want, I learned that a long time ago." Greer's admission, though it was what Mikhal wanted, made him feel an odd pang of guilt. "You make me feel things I felt when I was human, it feels .. Strange, but like home." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

impotentwaffle
2009-11-23 03:30 am UTC (link)

"I'm sorry because I think I wanted you to be bad, just so this wouldn't be my fault. I was okay thinking maybe you were just leading me on to get my blood, or for a game. But I don't think that about you at all anymore." It was clear that Mikhal had truely broken through any lingering mistrust Greer may have had. He trusted him utterly now. The chill of the man's hand against his cheek made him turn his head so he could press his lips to it. "You haven't felt desire for someone since you were a human?" He didn't understand the depth of what Mikhal might be feeling.

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	crucio 2009-11-23 03:38 am UTC (link)
	The kiss to his palm was sweet, and he didn't have the heart to admit that he had thought of this all as a game initially. He was still struggling with making sense of his feelings. "Desire, yes," he said quietly. "This is different than that. I'm not sure what it is, but I like it." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

impotentwaffle
2009-11-23 04:29 am UTC (link)

Greer took a deep breath, letting his hand drop to his lap. He wished being interested in someone didn't mean he had to change his whole life. He tried to picture never going back to seminary. What if he just disappeared? What would his parents say? His teachers? He didn't want to think about it. Instead, he leaned over and brushed his lips against Mikhal's cheek, and then moved to touch their mouths together in a ghost of a kiss.

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	crucio 2009-11-23 04:40 am UTC (link)
	The moment their lips brushed, it was like unlocking the flood gates. Mikhal's hand slipped up into Greer's hair, and he pulled the man closer to him as he kissed back. It was soft at first, but then it grew more and more intense within moments. He parted his lips to deepen it. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

impotentwaffle
2009-11-23 05:21 am UTC (link)

The intensity took Greer's breath away and he erupted into motion, wrapping his arms around the man. His mouth was infinitely yielding, accepting all that Mikhal could throw at him. He'd wanted this very much and now that he was letting himself have it, he couldn't stop. A whimper escaped him and he felt the power in him rise up to the surface as if to protect him, but he pushed it back down.

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	crucio 2009-11-23 05:48 am UTC (link)
	When Greer responded with just as much intensity instead of pulling away, Mikhal gathered him up and pulled the man onto his lap. His fingers tightened around the silken strands of the sorceror's hair and a soft noise emitted from the back of his thoat. Kissing Greer was just as good as taking blood from the man. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

impotentwaffle
2009-11-23 08:56 am UTC (link)

Greer thought so too. The kiss made him feel just as drunk, just as out of control as the bite had. He wriggled his hips closer as he felt the (embarassing to him) spark of his body reacting to this. His pants were suddenly uncomfortably tight and all he could think to do was press himself harder to Mikhal somehow. He broke the kiss for a second, just to look at him to check that this was really happening and wasn't part of a really good dream.

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crucio
2009-11-23 09:12 am UTC (link)

The pace of Greer's heart was impossible for Mikhal to ignore, and it brought up a hunger in him that he hadn't ever felt before, not since his first feed back when he was first changed. It was exciting and hard to quell, and when Greer broke the kiss Mikhal just stared at him for a moment before he dipped his head down to kiss him again, this time pushing Greer back onto the bed.

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impotentwaffle
2009-11-23 06:00 pm UTC (link)

He still wasn't entirely convinced that this was real. His dreams had gone something like this and he'd had so many of them. He would wake up with lips burning like they were now. He'd kissed girls a few times, but it didn't fit like this and it hadn't had this affect on him. His fingers clutched the fabric of Mikhal's shirt, tugging on it. If his body didn't burst he was going to be surpised; it was as if his whole being could be blown apart by this.

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	crucio 2009-11-23 09:53 pm UTC (link)
	Mikhal let one of his hands snake up along Greer's side, fingers gathering up the material of the other man's shirt a bit as the kiss grew. His tongue explored Greer's mouth tentatively at first, but that soon turned more aggressive as well as he settled on top of the other man. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	impotentwaffle 2009-11-23 11:08 pm UTC (link)
	He was perfectly passive at first, responding more by letting it happen. But slowly, he let his tongue press forward, tangling with Mikhal's and sliding past his lips to press up against his teeth. He hadn't noticed if the fangs were out, but he wanted to explore, tempt fate by running his tongue along some of the sharp places in Mikhal's mouth. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)