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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 18, 2006 22:59:37 GMT -5
"Ow...cy," Xemas bit out, turnign his attention back to Ssitris after a second. "Not short," he smiled and leaned in, kissing him back, stroking his cheek. "They always beat up on me. That's nothing new," he stole another kiss, running his tongue over pink lips.
Celrie darted into the kitchen to start on supper, a knowing smile gracing his lips.
Eravan frowned, coming out of Haeleo's room. He'd shut the boys music off, making him curse a blue streak. On top of that, he was still sore about being kneed and wouldn't get up to help his mother out, cursing even more. Plus, he had been smoking!
"Give em' back," he ordered angrilly, following his father. The teenager was shirtless, his jeans hastily pulled on an left unbuttoned, revealed the tattoo that graced his hip and lower stomach. "Dad, give em' back now," he growled, holding out his hands for his pack of cigarettes, almost bumping into Cythin.
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Post by Raimi on Oct 18, 2006 23:04:40 GMT -5
Ssitris chuckled lightly, wrapping his arms around his mate's neck, letting the man kiss him however he pleased. "The second we move in...I say you don't work for a while, and we spend...all day together while the little ones are in school." He smiled seductively, fingers running through his hair.
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Cythin pressed flat against the wall, and glowered when Haeleo simply walked by and nearly ran into him. That..that!! UGH! He followed him, mimicking the idiot's words to himself before grabbing his back pockets and tugging the older boy's pants down just as they entered the kitchen. "Don't run into me!" he shouted angrilly, kicking the man's shin before darting off to his guest room, locking the door.
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 18, 2006 23:10:38 GMT -5
Xemas smiled against his lips, darting hsi tongue in again, pulling back after a second. "I say that sounds absolutely perfect..." He trailed a hand down a thigh, kissing the flush on Ssitris' nose.
"If we don't stop teasing now, I just might have to drag you away into one of these rooms..." he warned.
Haeleo's jaw clenched and he was glad he'd worn boxers intead of letting them off too.
"Bastard!" He cursed, wincing when his mother slapped him across the head.
"Language mister! You don't use those words in my house. And why were you smoking? Don't say you weren't cause you reak of it." Haeleo glowered at the floor, relaxing and slipping his hands into his pockets.
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Post by Raimi on Oct 18, 2006 23:13:10 GMT -5
Zoolie giggled from his place at the table, having run away the second his mother and father began to kiss. "Leo's in trouble, Leo's in trouble!" he sang. "Smoking's BAD for you too! My mommy always says that to me! And Daddy too!!! Sensaforia doesn't let people smoke because it's really pretty there, not dark like here!! And you got in TROUBLE for iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit!!!"
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 18, 2006 23:16:34 GMT -5
"Oh, shut it twerp," he mouthed, moving to sit down when it became apparent his pack had been revoked for the time being. He'd just have to find somethng else to vent his frustrations on.
"Haeleo, supper will be done here soon. Why don't you go dress?" He cocked hsi head, knees placed against the table no matter how painful the position was.
"I rather like this thanks." Celrie glared, angrily stirring the meat and vegetable soup.
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Post by Raimi on Oct 18, 2006 23:18:08 GMT -5
Zoolie whispered loudly to him, "Your mommy's gettin' mad! When I dun do what Mommy says, he gets mad too, and I get a spankin'!! They hurt, so you go get dressed an' I'll cover for you!!!"
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 18, 2006 23:23:13 GMT -5
Haeleo looked at him like he'd grown a second head before busting out into laughter. This caused both of his parents to stop and stare in wide-eyed wonder as their stoic son laughed like a hyena.
"You're okay kid," he gasped for breath, dark hair falling over hsi eyes as he leaned in. "Thanks. I'll be quick." He stood, shaking hsi head, adn limped out of the kitchen, chuckling as he walked to his room.
"Um...that was....wierd. Dinner's ready!" He called.
Xemas sighed against Ssitris' fragrant neck, lips ceasing their movement. "Just great," he whined, kissing him one last time. "When i'm not even hungry for food..."
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Post by Raimi on Oct 19, 2006 6:13:27 GMT -5
"Well, I am." he replied with a smile. He pulled away and moved around him to head for the kitchen. "Take care of jr. there before you go into the public."
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 19, 2006 20:10:30 GMT -5
“Gee thanks,” he leaned against the wall, sighing. Xemas didn’t think he was going to last until they got to their own house. Ssitris was just to seductive when he tried it, and no one would give them alone time….He took deep breaths, calming himself. A dark presence drifted into view at his side and Xemas turned his head, watching Haeleo.
“Life-bearers suck, don’t they,” he asked before stalking…well, more like limping away. Xemas smirked, his dirty incubus mind turning that comment around on itself before he followed, sufficiently calmed so no one would notice.
Tatsa knocked on Cythin’s door, reaching for the knob to try it. “Cy…dinner’s ready. Celrie called.”
((I'm gonna be on for awhile listing, and then mom needs to list and everything. Hopefully I get some time!!))
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Post by Raimi on Oct 19, 2006 20:28:03 GMT -5
((okay))
((LMAO!!! *snort* XD Xemas! You perv! XD))
Cythin moved to the door and leaned his back against it. ".......not hungry...." he replied.
Even though he was only half incubus, Cythin still had just as many problems as his father. When he had hit 12, the urges had started. Food had started to taste bland, he couldn't sleep, and was always hungry and dazed. Finally after passing out one day, his father caught on and was able to explain it to him.
As a half-incubus, he needed sexual energy to sustain himself. Unlike a full-blood however, his urges weren't as strong as Xemas'. For instance, if his father went say, a week without sexual energy to feed off of, he'd become malnourished since normal food simply filled his stomache, not his hunger, and gave him no benefits. While he, Cythin, could most likely go a few weeks without anything, and while he'd feel sick, faint, and all around horrible, normal food would be able to sustain him enough to keep off starvation.
Since that time, and it had been very odd at first, he had seemed to regress back into needing the nourishment of his parents. He'd sit outside their door while they made love, or climb into bed with them after. His friends on Sensiforia found it odd, and slightly...wrong. But how else could he live? Besides, it was normal for Incubi. And right now, he was starving. He could just feel the nausea getting worse. His appitite had been waning anyway for the past week or so, and now he didn't WANT food. He wanted sexual energy...badly.
He slid down the door and sat on the floor, closing his eyes. 'It'll only get worse', he remembered his father saying. 'And don't you dare go out an do anything. That's what I did, and it took me forever to get my life back.' He'd never seen his father so serious before. And the man had looked so guilty... Cythin had promised to listen, and not go out somewhere on his own to feed. And so far he kept that promise. But if his parents didn't hurry up and get to it, he just might strip and lay on the kitchen table. Maybe someone in the house would feel pity for him then, and do something about it.
He groaned pitifully and held his head before tugging his shirt off. He was overheating already. He was getting worse by the second. Maybe he had put it off too long....
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 19, 2006 20:40:21 GMT -5
Tatsa pouted, leaning his head on the door, listening. “What’re you doing?” Haeleo’s voice jumped at him from the dark, making him jump.
“Leo! You startled me! Cy won’t come out to eat. I’m worried, he never seems to want to eat anymore….”
“Incubus blood, idiot. He doesn’t need food. He’s a teenager now. Incubus children become sexually mature as soon as they hit their teens.” Tatsa’s brow furrowed. He’d never gotten….urges.
“I’m going to get mom…try and get him out.” He turned and made his way to the kitchen, ignoring Haeleo’s grumbling and curses. The vampire turned to the door, leaning on the jamb with one arm.
“Kid you better get out here. I don’t think you want your mother all over you right about now…” his voice was gruff with his anger at the boy.
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Post by Raimi on Oct 19, 2006 20:45:29 GMT -5
He closed his eyes and let himself shudder. He could tell the older boy was angry, but his voice was so...husky and deep... He just...he wanted...needed... His fingers trailed down his chest down to his belt and he slowly began to unclasp it, unfastening his pants as well. He was so hot...and it was starting to hurt.
Why couldn't the life-giver go away!? He could smell him...feel him. Feel his heat through the door, feel all the potentially active sexual energy coming from him. Pants around his ankles, he slowly rubbed himself through his underwear. But even if he got off, his arousal wouldn't go away. He knew that. He'd still be hungry, still need more...
His hand dropped away and he whimpered, brow furrowed, panting.
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Ssitris looked up from just about sitting in his chair when Tatsa emerged. "Tatsa? Where's Cy?"
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 19, 2006 20:52:56 GMT -5
"Kid, what're you doing in there?? I'll bust this door down if you don't stop pouting, or....or whatever and get out here." Haeleo hated trying to coax people to do his bidding. Usually, he got along alright.
Tatsa sighed. "He won't come out of his room...says he's not hungry. Haeleo's trying to get him." Xemas looked at Ssitris, trying to let him know what was going on with a look. After all, his mate knew best what he went through.
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Post by Raimi on Oct 19, 2006 21:08:58 GMT -5
Ssitris blinked, catching on and quickly standing up. "Alright, sit down sweetie." He kissed his son's cheek as he passed after grabbing a cool cloth. He then moved down the hall. "Haeleo, plase go to the kitchen. I don't want you near my son right now." he said as kindly as someone worried sick about their son's current state could. Especially when he saw that look in the 17-year-old's eyes when he had first seen Cythin.
He waited until the boy left before knocking softly on the door. "Sweetie? It me, can I come in?"
Hearing his mother's voice slowly move through his hazy mind, Cythin made a noise and slowly, half crawled away from the door only to curl up into himself in the middle of the room.
Ssitris opened the door and stepped in, shutting it behind him. "Oh, sweetheart..." he sighed, brow furrowed in worry. He knelt down next to him, placing a cool hand on his arm. "You're burning up...sweetie why didn't you say anything??" He slowly helped him stand, almost having to drag the kid to the bed to lay down. He finished taking off the bunched up pants around his legs and placed the cloth on his forehead. "Stay here, I'll go get some ice." He ran his fingers through his matted hair and headed back to the kitchen to get some ice.
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 19, 2006 22:06:06 GMT -5
Haeleo stalked away, taking his place around the table. Celrie passed out plates, leaving Ssitris’ and Cythin’s in the oven. If it was anything like Xemas used to be, it might take awhile. Tatsa was confused, deeply troubled by these new thoughts and the information swirling in his mind. Xemas looked up when his mate came back.
“How bad?” He asked. Tatsa swallowed before leaning forward in his seat.
“Mom…? I’m half….incubus, right? How comes I don’t get….urges like Haeleo said I should? I mean, I know about incubi and stuff, but I didn‘t know what happened to them could affect them so much. Am I defective? ” Xemas darted his gaze to Haeleo, glaring before looking at Ssitris. Everyone was looking now, especially those who knew exactly what had went on seventeen years ago.
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