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| Liutte | Feb 27 2009, 10:34 AM Post #16 |
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Such a physical attack caught Liutte off guard, the excessive beating of his heart within his chest no longer only due to the undying lust he had for Rufus's blood, but now also accompanied by fear, fear of the deity killing him despite the two being brothers. They were of different race, and thus, figuratively, Rufus could not relate with the temptation that Liutte could not disguise for blood, and that the vampire meant no harm and acted purely on instinct. However, he would be forcefully dragged out of the tent via strong wind torrents, a low, vampiric hiss emitting from deep within Liutte's chest cavity, ripping through the air loudly upon the same level of the raging winds. Carried out of the tent, only the sounds of hissing and whimpering from pain could be heard along with the whisking of wind. The more struggling the boy went through as he was suspended in mid-air, the more pain was caused, and as he watched himself jerk his arm by his shoulder, his eyes widened as his skin split, blood rushing out of his wounds. Nature behaved like swords against his flesh, his demonic hissing ceasing and simply replaced with the cries of a mere human, his clothes falling apart and his blood pouring out of slits cut in his flesh as if it was the same consistency of warm butter. Tiny rivers of blood swirled down his legs and ankles, only to drop down and make small markings within the beach's sand. The liquid carved around the creases in his skin like relentless streams. Liutte hung his head, falling silent, dulling eyes narrowing from faulty, half-closed eyelids, salty tears pouring over his tear ducts and down his cheeks, crossing over his freckles and dirtying them. The torture would seemingly cease as quickly as it began, although he would remain suspended within the atmosphere as if bound to a non-existent cross, the only audible sound now being the gentle, suffering sniffles from the young teenager. Rufus would of course now make his exit from the confines of their shared tent, and through some more toying of with his powers, Liutte would be lowered and dropped into his older brother's arms silently. The blond rested his stained cheek against the blood-littered shirt of Rufus, eyes staring straight ahead, wide and disturbed. The scent of his own blood was disgusting compared to the aroma of the deity's. Rufus's blood was beyond tasty, and perhaps the most delicious thing he had ever consumed. The boy was handed mercy and modesty as a sheet was draped over his profusely bleeding body, Liutte being carried back into the safety of the tent alongside his brother, before Rufus would sit down to what seemed to be pondering time. Liutte would weasel his way out of his brother's clutches, sitting beside him upon Rufus's bed, parting the sheet to expose his chest, which he would inspect for himself, silently, of course. He seemed to be finished up his crying, as tears still drained from his graying eyes. The blond was soundless, forced into submission via fear and force. |
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| Nowe | Feb 27 2009, 11:06 AM Post #17 |
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Rather than make a sound at all, the deity sliced his wrist and cut open the main blood cell in which laid their, the blood in which was in it pouring down his wrist and hand. The hand in turn shifted to Liutte's mouth, as the cell itself repaired in moments notice, now only releasing a moderate stream from his open cut. It was enough of course to supply the young boy with nourishment as Mercutio created more and more blood plasma through his veins, seemingly a river flowing through the open slit. "All you had to do was ask." He mumbled, and should Liutte look he would see that his wound had completely vanished without a trace, but the pain was still throbbing there. With Mercutio feasting on his arm the deity made should to disable his nervous system, no pain felt and thus allowing the youth to drink more freely. Once done, he would retreat his arm and cease the bloodflow, letting it heal a bit. Now of course, he would push past the sheets to the various cuts on the boys body, somewhat saddened, yet at the same time filling fulfilled. Hand lightly stroked over the vampires skin and down his abdomen, and everything he touched would slowly return back to an original state. Slipping over his thighs to his ankles, the Deity would of course then touch the no-no, healing it's pain before retreating his hand. "Stupid." He smirked, now noticing the amount of blood everywhere. |
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| Liutte | Feb 27 2009, 11:27 AM Post #18 |
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Although Liutte had not witnessed the self-harm that Mercutio hindered himself with, he knew that the deity had slit his wrist immediately due to the scent of fresh blood wafting in that direction. This of course caused Liutte to casually peer over, his tears having stopped, although he seemed to be sniffling a bit still from the aftershock of fear. The vampire was becoming excited once again, tongue wiggling against the roof of his mouth hungrily, although not daring to even move a single muscle for fear of punishment. If Mercutio was attempting to torture him, this was indeed a cruel way of going about the task. However, Liutte was wrong, and blue eyes would widen as the wrist was displayed to him, an tasty-smelling stream of blood flowing out of a clean incision within Mercutio's vulnerable wrist. Liutte would lean forward, towards the exposed blood, and sniffed it lightly, body weakening considerably at the aroma and temptation. "All you had to do was ask." Such dialog of course caused Liutte to shoot a characteristic glare at his brother, feminine eyebrows furrowing as stared straight ahead of him. Although, the freckled vampire didn't seem too concerned with such a comment, and was more so busy with inner bliss that he was given permission to feast on such blood quality, it could be considered a delicacy among his kind. Prying away his annoyed stare, Liutte would part his lips, exposing his fangs as he flicked his tongue over the wound within Mercutio's flesh, the blood smearing over his taste buds and causing a shiver to quake his petite body. Adoring the taste as his tongue tingled, the blond would close his lips around the cut, forcing himself not to dig his fangs into the male's wrist and dig for more blood. Instead, he drank graciously from the blood source, blood trickling out from the creases in his lips from drinking too quickly, although it was obvious he didn't mind the sensation of warm blood flowing against his flesh. Liutte's eyes would glaze over, eyelids slipping down as the whites of his eyeballs slowly lightened in color, reverting gradually back to the eyes that most resembled a human's. After a few minutes of such behavior, the boy would begin to feel fill and nourished, prying himself away from his elder brother's wrist, not allowing himself the luxury of overfeeding for fear that he would be punished for such actions, which although he wouldn't admit it, extremely frightened him not that Mercutio made positive that Liutte understood the deity's strength. However, the silence that seemed so strange for Liutte would be broken soon, as Mercutio closed in on the boy's nude body, shielded only by a sheet, backing away the more his brother drew near. Replenished eyes growing wide as saucer, his mouth would fall dumbly agape, staring at the eyes of the deity in bewilderment. "Wh-What're you doing!?" he demanded, obviously extremely embarrassed by the closeness of their bodies, freckles being blotched out by blushing pink flesh as Mercutio's warm hands passed so tenderly over Liutte's body. "Y-Y-Y..." Liutte would stammer wildly, although would cease his speaking as he noticed what exactly it was that his brother was doing, which of course was reversing his wounds. It was no healing spell, the pain was still lingering slightly, although it worked rather nicely to repair the physical appeal of the young vampire's body. However, as Mercutio would so gently brush his palm over the aforementioned "no-no place", Liutte would jerk his head away in the other direction, refusing eye contact as he wiggled away slightly, quickly wrapping the sheet over his form, hiding himself from the exposed view of the godly character, face shifting from pink, to full-blown red. Attempting to cover up his embarrassment, Liutte disguised his expression with a childish, amused, yet somehow sinister, grin, glancing around the blood-spattered tent. "No, to be honest, I think I like it like this~" |
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| Nowe | Feb 27 2009, 11:55 AM Post #19 |
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A delicacy it was indeed, and should the youth now understand the consequence of attacking the Deity in his sleep, he would know what would happen the next time. Peering behind his strands of hair, the shape-shifter smiled slightly at the youths playful manner, obviously embarrassed yet attempting to cover it up by 'acting big'. Mercutio generously stared, shyness thrown away as he gave some lust to his visual. Incest? Well, it couldn't be that bad. I mean, alot of the deities in the past and the present have committed such heinous actions. It was nothing to be 'ashamed' of, more so it was As if mocking him, lips parts to reveal vampire-esque fangs adorning the mouth of the lord, moving his head towards the boys soft and rather sweet neck before pushing his fangs into Liutte's skin. Such penetration would cause pain to rip through the boys body as Mercutio 'drank' the blood, something shape-shifters didn't do, but in order to show by words what was to become of Liutte, he feasted upon his blood tenderly. After a few moments of drinking the newly acquired taste, the Deity shifted on his knees with his brother between him, hands removing from the boys wrists. He loomed for a moment before placing his lips in a delicate kiss against the two bite marks, a sudden cease of blood flow and gradual healing of the skin. Edited by Nowe, Feb 27 2009, 11:55 AM.
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| Liutte | Feb 27 2009, 12:20 PM Post #20 |
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The act was obviously not working, and soon Liutte would find himself trapped beneath the power of the deity, his protective sheet being disposed of, vulnerability washing over him as his nude body was displayed like a painting for Mercutio to critique and manipulate. Wrists pinned down, Liutte would immediately begin to struggle with great resistance, wiggling around beneath his elder brother's body, nudging himself to the left and right, in any direction he figured would aid in his release against such sexual harassment. Blue irises wide as twin moons, his freckles were no longer dotted on porcelain, perfect skin, instead, they were cutely poised upon cherry red flesh, Liutte grunting and whining softly as he flailed in gradually increasing annoyance. "G-Get off of me!" he commanded with a vampiric hiss, although, it was obvious that a vampire, despite being superior to humans, could stand any sort of chance against an all-powerful celestial being. However, Liutte's pupils would snap to attention as Mercutio bared mock fangs at him, causing Liutte's eyebrows to knit downwards together, giving off a rather offended expression. "You're so annoying," Liutte bluntly put, but the glimmer that shone bright in his solid hued eyes showed hidden pleasures that he was enjoying himself, and perhaps enjoying himself in a less obvious way. It was the truth when one could describe Liutte as mischievous, and viewing life as an entire game. Unfortunate events and pain amused the dark boy, and he enjoyed poking fun at others and pretending to be mad, as if playing out scenes of his never-ending joke. However, it was doubtlessly sincere that Liutte was not enjoying himself from the thrill of playing a fun game, no, it seemed he was feeling inner satisfaction due to the fact his elder brother, his target of only the deepest and most secret of loves, was paying romantic and sexual attention to him. Of course, as Mercutio would sink those mockery fangs into Liutte's soft, exposed flesh, the boy would most literally lose it, eyes glassing over as his struggling ceased immediately, letting out a tiny, masochistic moan. As his vampiric blood would drain from him and into Mercutio's mouth, only to travel down the non-bloodsucker's throat, Liutte's chest was sent into spasms of panting, wrists and fingers jerking about from sheer pained pleasure. It was a mystery how the shape-shifter could stomach such a substance without becoming queasy, especially from drinking the tainted blood of a vampire, although, Liutte would not let the thought plague his mind and ruin the moment. Mercutio, however, must have felt the lustful game of blood drinking must stop there, as with a tender kiss the wounds within his neck would heal themselves, stopping the blood flow. Still panting from excitement, Liutte glanced at his brother's face from the corners of his eyes, which were still shining and glimmering with desire and lust. "Wh-Why did you stop?" he inquired weakly. |
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| Nowe | Feb 27 2009, 01:00 PM Post #21 |
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The question rang through his head and could only be replaced with some disinterest. He honestly disgusted the taste, however it was stated that a vampire would only feast on another vampire if they loved them. A point proven as he kept his eyes stationed upon the boys lower frame, lightly moving to loom his face against Liutte's stomach, resting his forehead against. Covers would be retaken and used to cover the two of them up, and while resting his head gently against the others body he would drift off back to sleep, the amount of power he had used caused him to become stressed. "Because I'm tired." He muttered under his breathe and snuggled fondly, ignoring the blood stains and splatter everywhere, but instead keeping himself warm by using his youthful brother as a pillow for his exhausted frame. Well, he deserved a pillow after all. |
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| Liutte | Feb 27 2009, 01:32 PM Post #22 |
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Liutte remained baffled, sprawled upon his back and staring up at Mercutio with slight disappointment, but more dominantly newly found excitement, wondering what exactly was swirling around in the deity's head. Surely he knew that vampires only feasted upon each other as significance of love and deep feelings? Although Mercutio would not feel the sudden spiritual connection between their souls due to the man not being a vampire, though suddenly the beats within his heart felt eerily in unison with his brother, and an overwhelming sense of passion washed over the vampire male, glancing down at the shape-shifter as he tenderly nuzzled the freckled youth's abdomen. "You know, drinking my blood will probably make you feel pretty sick," Liutte warned with some teasing humor, smirking a bit as Mercutio would make himself comfortable against the attractively fragile frame that belonged to Liutte. Perhaps those weren't exactly the words the deity wanted to hear, and due to the fact vampires were paranormal and other-worldly, not controlled by nature, the deity would most likely have trouble controlling any sort of ailment he received from dining upon a pure-blooded vampire. Despite this, Mercutio should not fret over becoming a vampire himself, as this was a totally different process. "..Go to sleep, brother," Liutte would finally comment with some strange sweetness to his tone, trailing pale, soft fingertips across the god's cheek with undeniable affection. The vampire had slept the night before, and thus there was little need to sleep again, twice in a row, but due to the circumstances, perhaps it was best Liutte rested those famous blue eyes, even for only a few hours. Thus his eyelids would cover over his eyes, which now shone pure white in the proper areas, as he allowed sleep to plague him. |
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| Nowe | Feb 27 2009, 02:05 PM Post #23 |
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It would be a few hours before the Deity himself reawakened from his slumber, head shifting to glance at the dimming sky of evening. He murred under his breathe as he shifted against the sheets, ignoring the fact he was delicately groping his sibling rather sexually. A pervert none the less, but he couldn't help but be a bit greedy after the whole ordeal. His fingers dug into the youths thighs as he stroked, rubbing his nose against Liutte's tender flesh that coated his abdomen. And then he shifted to sit up, cracking his neck a bit as he sat in momentary thought. Now they didn't need to stay here longer, right? They could finally leave this annoying place. |
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| Liutte | Feb 28 2009, 08:25 AM Post #24 |
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Somehow the blond had managed to fall into a deep enough sleep to totally ignore and become unaware to the suggestive actions that were being performed upon his body, the tender groping and sexual behavior being over Liutte's head. However, the nuzzling of his bare abdomen would send his nervous system into ticklish flips, a tiny, rather innocent-sound grunt being emitted from the vampire's throat as his soft pink lips parted, stirring him. The boy's eyelids would begin to flutter a bit, his internal clock rather confused at suddenly sleeping during the daytime rather than at night, which was when the boy normally slept, as to blend in with his non-nocturnal companions. "Hurr..." he would purr, freckled nose scrunching up in displeasure as he realized it was now time to awaken. Digging his elbows into the bedding below him, Liutte would slowly rise his torso, keeping his body from the waist down flat. However, those famous blue irises didn't come into total view until Liutte was fully up in a half-sitting position, his eyelids peeling back lazily. He noticed Mercutio was awake, sitting there, seemingly thinking to himself silently. His brother seemed to be doing that frequently lately, although Liutte couldn't remember if such a trait persisted during their childhood. That was far too long ago to be worth remembering. "Are you alright?" Liutte would pester, and although such words could normally be considered tender and loving, the more mocking tone and the single raising of one blond eyebrow made him look more perplexed and teasing rather than sympathetic. Of course, the young vampire meant well, something Mercutio probably could realize. Glancing over to the side, still propped up upon a pair of elbows, Liutte would analyze the lighting within the tent, and of course his mind would kick in and register it was evening. "Oh, it's dark outside?" he would remark with a bit of satisfaction. Of course, if he went outside during the day time with no clothes on, the sunlight could only agitate him that much more, due to the all-over exposure. However, nothing was better than laying in the moonlight nude, if the weather allowed it. Still, his lack of clothing was a problem. |
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| Nowe | Feb 28 2009, 08:50 AM Post #25 |
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His lack of clothes was something the deity had already thought of, his head shifting to the left to look upon the nude of his brother. It was then that he would show the extra pair of clothing he had brought with him (coincidence? yes, my story gtfo D<) as he dropped it on the boys lap, stretching a bit and moving outside the tent. His words were simple, more so like an order, and he frowned when speaking it. "Get dressed, we're leaving soon." And he would move away from the boy, hands in his pockets while he waited outside the tent. His head was clouded in thought, and he knew he had acted rather disgustingly- especially when he bit his brothers neck like a vampire. Emerald iris stared to the location of 'heaven', and he would close his eyes soon after. There wasn't much more to do here. |
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| Liutte | Feb 28 2009, 09:28 AM Post #26 |
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Clothing being dropped onto his covered lap, Liutte would glance downwards at the neatly folded bundle of cloth, obviously confused. "..Where did you get these?" he questioned, confused, allowing his pupils to awkwardly travel upwards his brother's body, staring at him in a puzzled manner. Had he planned all this, somehow? Surely, he was a god with magnificent powers, but this seemed a bit much, unless clairvoyance and fortune-telling was scattered somewhere within the deity's random talents. Doubtful, though. Regardless, he obeyed his brother by sitting up fully, the sheet still modestly draped over his lower body, Mercutio of course would take his silent exit to most likely continue his pondering session outdoors. Liutte could never figure out Mercutio, it was as if the male was some sort of puzzle with essential pieces missing, thus you could not complete the total picture. Perhaps all beings were like this, though, perhaps there were aspects of Liutte that not even a celestial being such as Mercutio could decipher. Shrugging off his thoughts rather aloofly, Liutte would wiggle off the bedding area, sheet falling off his body as the cold air kisses his flesh, the nighttime setting obviously having an effect upon the overall temperature. Due to the unpleasant sensation of such cooling air, the youth would quickly pull the foreign clothing onto his vampiristic body, shivering slightly until the material managed to begin to insulate his frame properly. Realizing there was no reason to linger inside the confines of the boring, blood-spattered tent, Liutte would tuck his arms behind his head, leaning back against the palms of his hands, which were placed against the back of his head, and marched out of the tent, the split within the material that made up a door splitting around his body as he rubbed through it. "So, where are we going now?" Liutte would question boredly, taking his place by flanking, standing at the side of, Mercutio, glancing up at him for a few seconds before following his brother's line of vision right up to the night sky. "What're you looking at...?" Liutte would ask rather awkwardly, dropping his arms to the side as he angled his body to the right from the waist up, now looking at the sky from sideways view, blond bangs and hair swaying with his body due to gravity. "You're pretty strange, you now~" To be honest, teasing Mercutio was a bit more awkward suddenly, due to the events that took place a few hours prior to their nap... |
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| Nowe | Mar 1 2009, 07:09 AM Post #27 |
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Well he hadn't exactly planned this, no, this simply all came to him as the time passed. The deity himself knew he could do as he pleased, and thus managed to create some clothing for his sibling. It would be then that he would take notice of the boys frame shifting over the sand and taking place at his flank, leaving the emerald eyed Mercutio to frown slightly. Why was he so loyal? The question itself wasn't the only one that Mercutio asked. Why was he attracted? He thought to himself for a brief moment, turning his eyes to the left away from the youth. Feet began to move forward, and he set off in a simple walk with no designation truly known. "Hm... I guess Morngram." He muttered, and grasped the boys hand. A sudden flicker of speed, and the duo left the area in a haze. /finished. |
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