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Post by Raimi on Oct 8, 2007 19:49:13 GMT -5
It wasn't just a gasp, his body tightened, nails biting into skin, cry dying in his throat.
It was over in only what felt like seconds, and he fell back against the side of the bed like a piece of cloth.
What...was that???
His face was flushed, and his chest rose and fell as he tried catching his breath. That tightness in his stomach was gone...but his underpants felt warm and sticky...
Who cared...
He was so...tired...
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 8, 2007 19:54:07 GMT -5
His scent rose up and Rylton murred, working his way back up his body. He embraced him, nails bites throbbing, along with his.....rather prominent length. "You're so cute.." he chuckled, kissing an ear, drawing hsi tongue over it.
He left him rest, catching up with his body after such a new experience. Someone he knew it was new, unheard of to he boy. He'd come too easily, with just a touch. It made his body disappointed, but not his ego. He was very content with himself right now. Though, he had, had other plans, it mattered not. If itwas up to him, he would have plenty of time to teach him things.
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Post by Raimi on Oct 8, 2007 19:57:22 GMT -5
He felt so much better now...
So...lax...and warm...
He couldn't even muster the strength to form any words, and instead simply lay there, pressed against a hard, warm chest, eyes drooping.
Sleep...it was calling him...and it sounded so tempting...so...wonderful..
Before he knew it, he was nodding off.
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 8, 2007 20:01:14 GMT -5
Rylton watched his doze off. He didn't know what to do....Carefully, he slid arms under him and picked the young Priest up. He laid him on the bed, petting back sweaty hair. He knew Alyvyll would wake up uncomfortable in the morning if he didn't clean him. But he would talk to the monks first, before they walked in on him.
He walked out, catching the first monk to come past. "His Grace is resting. He's sick. I'm going tolook over him until is passes, but it would be best if people steered clear. t may be contagious," he lied, and felt guilty, especially being in a temple. "My family is waiting in the blessing room...could you send them off without me please?" He asked, before going back inside the room, locking the door to forstall any protest.
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Zekwae sighed, leaning against his love, tired of kneeling so long. Where was Ryl?!?!
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Post by Raimi on Oct 8, 2007 20:04:20 GMT -5
If Zekwae was tired, Vicdra was fed up. "Where did he go?!" he demanded.
As if on cue, the monk entered the room, bowing a bit. "I am sorry for the wait. However, Doctor Rylton has asked for you all to please go home and wait for him as he tends to his Grace."
Vicdra stood. "WHAT?!"
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 8, 2007 20:10:00 GMT -5
"Doctor???" Zekwae stood, near falling over his legs were so numb. "My son? A doctor are you..." HIs mate tugged his robes and he loked down, eyes on fire. Rylton had dared lie inside a temple!!
He finally sighed. Nullithra's eyes told him to keep his mouth shut, lest their son get into more trouble than he would be in.
"Vicdra," he finally murmured. "We shall go. You may stay at Rylton's apartment if you wish tonight. He will retrn home soon, I am sure. You have many things to discuss." Inside, the vampire was seething.
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Rylton found a rag and a basin. He filled it was warm water, and some sort of soap before he returned to Alyvyll's bedside.
He sat, undressing him carefully so as not to wake him, beginning to bathe and cleanse him of the sticky fluids.
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Post by Raimi on Oct 8, 2007 20:15:35 GMT -5
"What!?" He stood, "No! Rylton is NOT a Doctor, and I want to know why my mate is in a room, alone with another man!!!" he shouted, stamping his foot in a tantrum.
The Monk blinked and stepped back a bit, confused and slightly frightened.
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He sighed softly in his sleep, eyes shifting beneath their lids.
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 8, 2007 20:21:51 GMT -5
"Vicdra," Zekwae glared at the young man. "Please....let us go. We need not cause a scene here..."
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Rylton smiled and shook his head. He even washed his face and delicate fingers. When he was done, he moved to the closet, taking great care to pick out a soft pair of robes. He dressed him and tucked him in, dropping down beside him. Rylton stayed laying atop the covers, tracing his fingers over a pale face.
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Post by Raimi on Oct 8, 2007 20:29:25 GMT -5
He seethed. "Where is my mate??? Is this some sort of trick!?"
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He sighed and shifted, curling up against the older man.
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 8, 2007 20:32:36 GMT -5
"Vicdra!! This is ot a time to throw a tantrum. Rylton is not yet your mate, and if this keeps up, I will call off the arangement myself!" He seethed, his red eyes flashing.
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Rylton breathed in his scent before closing his eyes. He was still tired from being bothered the last two days with Vicdra, and work on top of that....He dropped off seconds after him, holding him close.
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Post by Raimi on Oct 8, 2007 20:33:53 GMT -5
He glared right back, fists clenched tightly.
"Please, if you are to fight, please leave our temple." The monk tried, looking nervous.
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 8, 2007 20:37:48 GMT -5
"Come," Zekwae raised his chin, turning ver so gracefully. "My son would not want such a baby for a mate. He wants a strong life-bearer. Your complaining shall get on his nerves," he jabbed.
"Zekwae, that's enough," Nullistra pushed himself up, his brown hair falling into hsi eyes. "Come on, little one. I wil personally bring Rylton along to the apartment. There is no sense arguing in a temple. My son alays has a purpose for what he does.." The large man muttered placatingly, eyes gentle.
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Post by Raimi on Oct 8, 2007 20:39:22 GMT -5
"Fine." he ground out after a moment of tense silence, storming out of the room and the temple all together, getting into the carriage.
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 8, 2007 20:42:33 GMT -5
Zekwae entered behind him, sitting near the door. He kept his chin raised, clearly thinking he had won. Nullistra closed the door and took a seat across from Vicdra, his hand seeking out Zekwae's squeezing. Their son was always doing something....always...why couldn't it be Jespa the one Vicdra was bethrothed to?
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Post by Raimi on Oct 8, 2007 20:47:44 GMT -5
When Vicdra was left alone at the apartment, brooding the entire time. He wanted to kill someone. Something.
How DARE Rylton even THINK of being with another life-bearer!?
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