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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	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."

	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)

	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)

	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)

	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)

	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)

	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)

	crucio 2009-11-24 02:37 am UTC (link)
	Mikhal's fangs hadn't elongated until the kiss grew more intense, and the moment Greer's tongue ran across one, the tip of it was nicked and Greer's blood teased Mikhal's taste buds with little droplets. A soft moan escaped him and he rocked his hips down against Greer's, the kiss growing more hungry. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)