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Ene ([info]impotentwaffle) wrote in [info]politico,
@ 2010-07-29 19:27:00


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The murder itself had been quick. Smith wasted no time when they got back to Shadow Falls. He hunted Elijah's step father down and he killed him, plain and simple. He hadn't deigned to drink the man's blood, but strangled him to death and tossed him into the lake to sink and rot. It had been nothing more than an extermination. He hadn't tortured the man, and he hadn't given him much of an explanation for why he was dying except that he deserved it and he owed Elijah a peaceful existence.

Then, he'd turned himself in. All of this happened before Whitney could do anything to stop him. Smith had been very careful about that aspect because the whole point of this was to protect both of the people he loved. Elijah from his step father and Whitney from the Council. After pleading his case, he was sentenced to six months in the dungeons. But he'd been granted the small mercy to leave a letter for Whitney and Elijah to be delivered after he was incarcerated.

It read: Whitney and Lij. Please don't be mad. I'm not running from either of you. 6 months and we can go back to normal. 6 months and all of us will be safe again. Let me do this. -Smith

Not much of a poet, but he got the point across. That was 6 months ago and now he was collecting his watch from the guard and heading home. There was scars on his back from where he'd been punished. Only very talented vampires knew how to hurt another vampire enough to leave scars. They were faint though and in another fifty years they'd be gone. No injury lasted forever, except maybe emotional ones.

As was common, the exact date of his release hadn't been publicized. So he walked himself home to Whitney's, terrified that Elijah (or maybe even Whitney himself) wouldn't be there. Instead of walking right in, he knocked before trying the door to see if it was unlocked.

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[info]crucio
2010-08-01 03:04 am UTC (link)
Whitney welcomed the kiss because he needed it just as much as Smith did. He kissed back just as hard, a mix of teeth and tongue in the kiss, and when Smith broke it he kept a tight hold on the other vampire.

"Definitely not," he agreed softly before he reached over to get some shampoo so that he could work it into Smith's hair. "What did you do to him?" he asked after a moment, meaning Elijah's stepfather.

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[info]impotentwaffle
2010-08-01 04:20 am UTC (link)
Letting Whitney lather up his hair, he closed his eyes to enjoy the feel of someone touching him in a kind way. He'd mostly kept his back to the shower wall, subconsciously hiding the marks on his skin. Never before had he needed or wanted to hide injuries--though normally his injuries only lasted a week or two.

"I choked him. Tossed him in the lake. Told him he owed Elijah this much." To die. "I didn't tell him my name, or really even talk to him. I was afraid I wouldn't be able to stop hurting him if I talked to him."

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[info]crucio
2010-08-01 04:28 am UTC (link)
Whitney didn't say anything to that, instead he just helped Smith rinse his hair and then he got the soap to lather the man up. He was gentle, careful, as if Smith might break. He'd never been so careful with the other vampire before, not even when Smith was human.

"I wish you would have told me what you were planning, but I guess we both know that if you had, I wouldn't have let you do it."

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[info]impotentwaffle
2010-08-01 02:38 pm UTC (link)
It felt strange to be handled so delicately. He wondered if this was how he touched Lijah sometimes and he just didn't realize it. Dipping his head back so that the water could run through the lather and carry it away, Smith stared up at the ceiling.

"I was too easy on him." He had gone back and forth in the dungeons on that subject. Had he lost the opportunity for revenge? He didn't think Elijah would be pleased if he'd tortured someone, even someone who deserved it. Ultimately, he'd let Elijah's sweetness be his guide. The boy wasn't a vengeful person.

"You would have somehow taken the blame. You're my maker. I couldn't have the council thinking you were ultimately responsible for this. Elijah would have been alone and you would have been hurt. Not to mention, you can't keep your mouth shut. They probably would have killed you in there."

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[info]crucio
2010-08-02 02:18 am UTC (link)
"I can keep my mouth shut," Whitney reasoned, though there was a faint smile on his lips as he dipped his head down to press his mouth against the front of Smith's throat. "Just not around you," he added honestly, his voice a quiet mumble.

He pulled back and grabbed the conditioner to start working that into Smith's hair next, and he took his time to massage the other's scalp as they stood there together in the steam of the shower. He liked that Smith was shorter than him, and he always had.

"Elijah will be happy to see you. He used your pillow as a replacement until it stopped smelling like you, now it just smells like him," he added quietly.

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[info]impotentwaffle
2010-08-02 02:57 am UTC (link)
Smith had always been the two-in-one shampoo/conditioner sort. Whitney, of course, tended to prefer a lengthier approach and the feel of the conditioner being massaged through his hair made him laugh a little. "It's gotta be soft and fluffy, doesn't it. Forget manly hair." He teased.

The mention of Elijah made Smith tense ever so slightly. He'd abandoned the kid yet again and it sounded like he was still devoted. At least this time he'd abandoned him for a good cause and not just fear. "You two got along?"

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[info]crucio
2010-08-02 03:01 am UTC (link)
"It probably needs conditioning after six months of being in that place," Whitney reasoned, and the funny thing was that he was being completely serious.

He went quiet after that, feeling the way Smith tensed when he'd mentioned Elijah. Six months ago, Whit wouldn't have understood why the kid had such a hold on Smith. Now, he understood a little bit better.

"We did," he said with a nod. "The first month you were gone, I avoided him. The second month, he avoided me. The third month, we avoided eachother. By the fourth, things seemed to come together a little bit more," he added as he started the process of rinsing Smith's hair again.

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[info]impotentwaffle
2010-08-02 03:30 am UTC (link)
"He's ours." He reiterated the desire for that dynamic. He wanted Whitney to see what he saw in Elijah. The idea that they may be getting closer to that made a thrill run through his body that he couldn't hide with a stoic demeanor. Maybe that had been part of the plan too, the absence of Smith contributing to a closeness between the other two.

When his hair was squeaky clean and conditioned, he had to admit that he felt relieved. He reached down to turn the water off and shook the water out of his hair as he reached for a towel.

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[info]crucio
2010-08-02 03:35 am UTC (link)
Ours. Whitney still wasn't entirely sure about that, at least not yet, but he was starting to see how it could become that. How they could get there, especially now.

Once the water was off, he reached for a towel as well to dry himself off. He slung it around his waist, and it rode low as he slipped out of the bathroom to go and fetch some pajama pants for them both to wear. When he reappeared, he was all ready wearing his and the towel went into the hamper as he handed Smith a pair of pajama pants of his own.

"He got really sick for a few weeks, some sort of virus, I took care of him," he said after a moment, his expression not really giving much away. "I just kept thinking - if this kid dies while Smith is gone he'll never forgive me for it. I guess knowing he means so much to you makes him mean something to me."

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[info]impotentwaffle
2010-08-02 03:55 am UTC (link)
Smith had dried off and his towel was--predictably--on the floor by the hamper instead of inside of it. Tugging on the pants, he considered what Whitney told him. "That's saying a lot, actually. Time apart makes us sentimental." He smirked, though he liked hearing that very much.

"We're going to have to have very rough and unforgiving sex soon just so that both of us can save face."

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[info]crucio
2010-08-02 03:59 am UTC (link)
Whitney was listening to Smith, but his eyes very slowly started to trickle down to focus on the towel on the floor as if he'd just spotted a spider. He pursed his lips together before he bent over to snatch it up, and once it was in the hamper he reached out to grab Smith's hand to tug him forward, and he dipped his head down to kiss him.

"Yes we will," he agreed, "But you need to eat something, you're all boney."

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[info]impotentwaffle
2010-08-02 02:36 pm UTC (link)
Glancing down at his waifish physique and groaned to think of how long it would take to get himself back to fighting weight. He'd go nuts if he couldn't get back in the ring soon. He'd be at the gym tomorrow. In the dungeons, it was nearly impossible to work out or train given the fact that he'd spent most of his time healing and just trying to stay upright.

Food meant Elijah and as he headed to the boy's room, he was thankful that he'd had a shower. He smelled much better now. "I should have lied and said it was an accident," Smith laughed a little. People got off easier for an accident. Slipping into Lijah's room, he scanned it for signs of the boy, still holding on to Whitney's hand, hald afraid he would just maul the kid, rip him to pieces. It was like offering a starving man his favorite food and expecting him to be delicate about it.

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[info]crucio
2010-08-03 01:42 am UTC (link)
Elijah was curled up in the bed, which was much too big for his small frame, but Whitney was extravagent when he built pieces. He kept a hold of Smith's hand and gently nudged him on the door to go to the edge of the bed. Lijah stirred and rolled over to open his eyes, blinking against the small bit of light flooding into his room.

"Smith?" he called out softly before he pushed himself up to reach for the vampire.

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[info]impotentwaffle
2010-08-03 03:27 am UTC (link)
During his many hours of alone time, he thought a lot about how Elijah would receive him. He had, after all, murdered a family member. Even if the man had tortured the boy, was there still a strange bond? He hoped not.

When Lijah reached for him, he took his hand and drew him up against him. His scent was profoundly intoxicating and he immediately pressed his nose to Elijah's throat. He wanted to rip it open and take all of what was inside.

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[info]crucio
2010-08-03 03:31 am UTC (link)
Whitney stuck close by, and he moved to stand behind Smith as he sat down on the edge of the bed. Elijah easily sank against Smith, arms winding around the vampire as he pressed his face against his chest. He had no shirt on, and Lijah could feel how cool his skin was.

"Missed you," he said softly, his arms tightening a bit. "You're colder than usual."

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[info]impotentwaffle
2010-08-03 10:24 pm UTC (link)
"Are you sure you missed me? You know why I had to go away, right? Whitney told you?" Or somebody told him, anyone. Smith's body tensed, worried that Elijah would say he knew nothing about his step father.

"I'm cold because I'm starving. They don't feed you anything worth shit in that place. I need--" his voice drifted off, not wanting to ask out right.

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[info]crucio
2010-08-04 02:23 am UTC (link)
"Whitney told me," Elijah said quietly as he held onto Smith even tighter. He squeezed his eyes shut and let out a quiet little sigh. "Still missed you," he added.

Yes, he didn't like the idea that Smith had killed someone, but his stepfather was a very awful person. Lijah didn't want to have to be terrified of him his entire life, and now he didn't have to be. He was thankful for that, even if the circumstances were messed up.

Pulling back, he swallowed hard as he looked at Smith, and he knew that the vampire needed to feed. He leaned in to press a soft kiss to Smith's lips, and Whitney sat down behind Smith.

"It's okay," Lijah said softly, "Go ahead."

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[info]impotentwaffle
2010-08-04 02:49 am UTC (link)
Elijah's willingness was part of why his blood tasted so good to Smith. It was remarkable how serene and giving he could be about his blood. While that level of trust terrified Smith most of the time, it was the deepest thing that drew him to the boy.

The offering was impossible to resist and his instincts took over. The bite itself was ravenous and Smith didn't think to put pleasure into it at first. He bite hard and deep, drawing a large gush of blood that burst into Smith's mouth. His arms tightened around Elijah's small body, crushing him closer. He was so hungry that he couldn't suck fast enough. Heat spread over his body fast and he groaned with the sheer pleasure of it.

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[info]crucio
2010-08-04 02:54 am UTC (link)
Smith hadn't ever bit him so hard before, and Lijah's face scrunched up in an expression of pain as a soft cry of surprise escaped him. He half expected it, though, by how hungry Smith looked. He held onto the vampire, even as he was crushed closer, and tried not to whimper too much. Soon enough, Smith remembered to make it feel good, and Lijah relaxed and sighed softly. He sank against Smith and went slack.

Whitney kept a close eye on the two, wanting to make sure Smith stopped when he needed to. He waited patiently, paying close attention to the sound of Lijah's heartbeat.

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[info]impotentwaffle
2010-08-04 04:06 am UTC (link)
Smith fell forward onto the boy, toppling them backward onto the bed as he released from the first bite and bit him again on the other side of his neck. He wanted to devour him completely. Blood from the first bite kept flowing and Smith couldn't even think about being wasteful as his hand slipped up through the gush of red and smeared it over Elijah's cheek as he caressed it.

Letting out a snarl, his teeth tore at Elijah's skin, but the cries reminded him to add pleasure. The flow of blood was making him hard, Elijah writhing against him and soon his growl turned into a whimper. He knew himself all too well and the part of him that was still sane was glad that he'd asked Whitney to stop him.

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[info]crucio
2010-08-04 04:25 am UTC (link)
Whitney tried not to grimace at the fact that blood was getting everywhere, and instead focus on when Smith needed to stop. When Lijah's heartbeat started to slow, Whit reached forward and rested a hand on Smith's back. He gripped, giving a strong squeeze.

"Let go, time to stop," he said, his voice firm, because he knew a soft voice wouldn't get through to Smith. "You've had enough, Smith," he added as leaned forward to seal the wounds of the first bite on his own.

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[info]impotentwaffle
2010-08-04 04:32 am UTC (link)
Dug deep into the trenches of bloodlust, Smith wanted to rip into Whitney as well, the person who was trying to take his meal. But the man's voice was quick to break through and he pulled himself away, blood all down the front of him.

After licking closed the second bite, Smith grabbed at Whitney's shoulders and pulled him into a bloody kiss, smearing the slick red between them. He wanted him to taste it, and he himself wanted to taste Elijah all over Whitney.

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[info]crucio
2010-08-04 05:14 am UTC (link)
Elijah had blood all the way down the front of his white t-shirt, and smeared along his neck and up his chin to his cheek from where Smith had cupped his face. He sank down against Smith's lap once he was let go and closed his eyes, completely worn out from the loss of blood.

Whitney was surprised by the kiss, and if he hadn't missed Smith so damn much or been so insanely attracted to him, he would have worried about the mess they were making. He kissed back, one of his hands slipping up into Smith's hair as a soft groan of enjoyment escaped him. Elijah's blood mixed in with their kiss was like heaven.

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[info]impotentwaffle
2010-08-04 05:41 am UTC (link)
His brain didn't even register that Elijah might be hurt and need more attention than just a lap to lie in. But the blood had completely overwhelmed him and now all he wanted was Whitney's mouth all over his. He kissed him even harder, hand slipping up to grip against the back of his neck, fingertips digging in to the bones of his spine.

The blood was still warm and it was driving him crazy. Finally, he broke the kiss and just licked the smears from Whitney's lips and then turned to Lijah and started to lick him clean. He was acting like an animal and maybe later he would be embarrassed.

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[info]crucio
2010-08-04 05:54 am UTC (link)
When the kiss broke, Whitney had to get his wits about him again because the kiss had been so intense. He wiped his chin clean, thankful Smith hadn't been wearing a shirt because it would be much easier to get him cleaned up and he didn't have to worry about a ruined garment. Elijah's shirt on the other hand... There was no going back for that thing.

Elijah's eyes fluttered open when he found himself being licked cleaned, and his hands moved to cling to Smith. He enjoyed being fed from, mostly because it made him feel needed. Wanted.

"You're warm again," he managed so get out softly, his eyes a little glazed over.

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