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Post by Julian on Oct 7, 2007 20:50:57 GMT -5
*Julian stepped forward confidently in the dark. He slung the woman on the long couch in the blackness. He snapped his fingers and a glowing orb appeared as he moved to a desk and started sifting through some papers, leaving her bound and blindfolded.*
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Post by Parisa on Oct 7, 2007 21:00:20 GMT -5
*Parisa held very still, wondering what he was going to do to her. It wasn't like it mattered to her anymore.*
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Post by Julian on Oct 7, 2007 21:20:16 GMT -5
*After several minutes, Julian sat with a pleased smile, staring at the woman.*
"I believe Mother is wrong. You came quite willingly. I don't see why this thing is so hard."
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Post by Belladonna on Oct 7, 2007 21:23:50 GMT -5
**PARISA**
*She cocked her head curiously.* What?
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Post by Julian on Oct 8, 2007 0:32:27 GMT -5
*Julian shrugged, not that she could see it blindfolded.*
"Nothing. It is just...you seem so complacent. You didn't resist being taken. I wonder what the issue normally is. Winning a woman seems something that should require such effort. And yet, here you are."
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Post by Erik on Nov 5, 2007 21:24:40 GMT -5
**ASSUMING PARISA AIN'T HERE NO MORE**
*Erik leaned against the door, shaking as if in time to Christian's frantic pounding. He couldn't face the boy now, not after that display... He wanted to run after him, make Christian love him this way, force him... And he could not get the terrifying idea of what Christian must be thinking. Must have felt, to look up and see that thing writhing obscenely above him.*
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Post by Julian on Nov 5, 2007 22:59:31 GMT -5
*Julian was on his feet instantly from were he had been reading. He closed the distance between them, glaring at the pounding of the door for a moment before taking Erik's wet face in his hands, bringing it up to meet his.*
"Mother...what is it? What has happened?"
Please let me comfort you. It tears me apart to see you like this.
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Post by Erik on Nov 6, 2007 0:06:17 GMT -5
*Erik raised his ruined face to Julian's. He couldn't hide the anguish there.*
"He ran from me, Julian. He saw me... as I am... and he recoiled, as if Erik burned him. He wanted Erik, until..."
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Post by Julian on Nov 6, 2007 0:17:51 GMT -5
*Julian's eyes met Erik's in a sympathy that ran deep. He kissed him tenderly.*
"Shhh....It's all right..."
*He wrapped him in a soft embrace.*
I always want you.
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Post by Erik on Nov 6, 2007 0:22:50 GMT -5
*Erik half-fell into Julian's arms, clutching him tightly.*
Yes... Erik should have known.
*Christine, Christian, it was always a mistake. Fate had it out for him. It was not to be; no, not even if the boy thought he loved him.
Erik was still made the fool.
He tried to dry his eyes and ran a hand over his thin hair.*
"Erik is sorry. To invade your space with his problems... I know you do not like him."
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Post by Julian on Nov 6, 2007 0:24:26 GMT -5
*Julian smiled sadly and shook his head, pressing his forehead against Erik's.*
"No dislike is worth your misery. I am learning to accept him. As I did Prosperpina. In time, anything is possible."
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Post by Erik on Nov 6, 2007 0:28:55 GMT -5
"But he cannot like Erik," *he whispered.* "He can say what he likes--he can kiss when he is moved to--but such as I am cannot touch him. The look on his face when he saw... when he realized who I was..."
*He shuddered.*
If only Erik had never to leave this room...
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Post by Julian on Nov 6, 2007 0:37:51 GMT -5
Of course...he's a fool.
*Julian shook the thought away and guided Erik to the bed, cradling him softly.*
"You are always welcome here. Always. I will love you when you have no one else. You are always safe with me."
*He caressed Erik's thin patches of hair on his bony skull.*
"Christian cannot help it. He is young and ignorant. He doesn't understand what you are. Not completely. He cannot appreciate the magnitude of your greatness."
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Post by Erik on Nov 6, 2007 0:43:06 GMT -5
"Yes. You accept Erik as he is. You love me... despite this."
*He waved vaguely at his face.*
"If I could require nothing else..."
*He grasped Julian's arm tightly, raising his lips to him. His yellow eyes sought to burn their after-image into Julian's.*
"Love me, Julian. Please. Now."
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Post by Julian on Nov 6, 2007 0:48:21 GMT -5
Not in in spite...
*Juilian caressed his face softly. As Erik pleaded, he nodded reverently. His fingers fell to Erik's skin.*
Always. Whenever you will have me.
*His kissed because deeper, more wanton.*
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