Two Halves of Darkness (Yoru/Cravek)

[serkal]

Cravek yawned at the tightening grip, only to blink and extract himself from his lovers arms and stumbled into the bathroom to empty his bladder. He staggered back in and straddled Yoru's waist "How does a morning romp sound?" He asked in a soft, sultry voice as he ground his hips into the other.

[Anelir]

Yoru smirked, cracking an eye open to look up at his new mate and rolling his hips up to meet the other's with a low, playful growl. "Hmm." He set his hands Cravek's hips before closing his eyes and pulling on a look of mock seriousness.
"I don't know if I can love. If I open my eyes it means I'm awake. And if I'm awake it means I have to get to work." He sighed.

[serkal]

Cravek's face contorted into look of mock insult, "Are you suggesting that I'm not enough for you now that I'm gonna have your kids?" He asked poking him in the chest, "Or are you saying I'm easy? Huh, is that it buster?" Once more he poked his lover, before starting to snicker and smiling. "Here's an idea how 'bout you start your vacation time today, and go shopping for some outfits for me... Then spend the rest of the day playing around, and tomorrow morning we go on our trip..." He said as he leaned in and listened to his heart beat.

[Anelir]

He chuckled, thinking of how upset his grandfather would be for him to simply call in that he was taking off instead of going in and putting people in charge like he should.
His tail draped over his mate's waist as he pulled Cravek down for a quick kiss.
"Mm, I'll need to call in and let them know that I won't be in for a while but then we can do whatever you wish, sweetling." He nuzzled the other's cheek as a purr rumbled in the back of his throat.

[serkal]

The Jeskaran kissed back and limped to the wardrobe and started rifling threw the clothing, "Suit, suit, suit, tux, tux, suit, suit, ,suit, suit..." He settled on a set of cargo shorts, a belt, a button down shirt, and a set of boxers. He spasmed and dropped just as he got the underwear on, when he sat up he grabbed another set of underwear and threw them at Yoru, "We have company coming, some wizened old bastard..." He said as he stood and pulled the cargo shorts on, which sank to mid thigh. He put the belt on and cinched it tight as the belt would allow, the shorts only sank from his waist to just below his hips. He looked at the shirt and put it back.

[Anelir]

He laughed as he watched the other try to keep his clothes on before frowning in thought. "'Wizened old bastard'? Hmm, wouldn't be grandfather because he never leaves Jeskara." He thought out loud, catching the underwear and pulling it on.
"Maybe his butler? What the hell would be so important that Grandfather would actually bother to interrupt his life enough to send his butler to his unimportant grandson?" He wondered aloud, grabbing a suit and heading to the bathroom to brush his teeth. Yoru pulled out an unopened toothbrush from the drawer and set it by the sink for the other.

[serkal]

Cravek walked up behind him, rinsed his mouth out with the mouthwash, "The news ain't good because the term 'Accident' comes up..." He said as he walked out winking in the mirror at him. He made his way around the house and found a large unfurnished room, and started to scratch out locations and things that went there. Starting at where the table would be in the center, and working his way around the room, finishing at the door, which he marked with 'make heavier' the windows sills were labeled 'black out' and the corners had been marked with 'round off'.

[Anelir]

Yoru raised a brow at his mate as he watched him leave before getting dressed and going down stairs to get some breakfast for himself and his mate.
"Hmm, I wonder what he would like to eat?" He wondered before taking out a fry pan and going through his fridge.

[serkal]

Cravek slid down the banister and landed, before answering the door, "Ah! you must be Yoru's grandfather's butler, we've been expecting you..." The elderly jshiko blinked and asked how, "My Father was a very well known and well feared seer." He walked into the kitchen and added, "Come from a long line of em, said that one of my ancestors saw the arrival of cat men from the stars, and they passed it of as the ramblings of a rabid savage... 'Cept the Majikadia who took note, two decade's later, the Zercans landed, but my ancestor was dead five years. No more that a skull on a vampyre's wall..."

[Anelir]

He flipped over the lightly cooked sausages and bacon, turning as he heard voices.
He held back a smirk as his mate showed the old Vampyre in.
"Welcome Daiyne. It has been a while." He gave a slight bow to the other. "May I ask what has brought you to my home?"

[serkal]

As soon as the pregnant man smelled the meat he went to the sink and puked.
Daiyne scowled at the angular and flowing tattoos on Cravek's body, there was even less Vampyre blood in he family now. "Your grandfather was in an accident, he wanted some more wild blood, so he went after a Deamone, the uncivilized monster killed him."
The half deamone laughed, "Closed casket, so I'd say the predator tore the bastard's face clean off, one swipe of the claws," He flicked his hand to the left, "Sha-whack, dead pure blood." He said leaning on the counter, "Not that you can blame him, it is rutting season, got to close to the Deamone's mate for the season and was viewed as threat, Vampyre being the only other top predator naturally, it's very understandable, I mean they're only uncivilized monsters..." He said spitting the words back at the butler, the deamonic rasp far more prevalent in his voice.

[Anelir]

He gave a sigh, moving over to his mate with a cup, filling it up so Cravek could rinse out his mouth.
He looked to the Vampyre warily, rubbing a hand on his mate's back soothingly.

"So what is it you want of me? His brother can take care of everything involving the family and the buisness." He gave a light frown, his mind suddenly going a mile a minute. 'Grandfather's brother is even worse than he was. I'm not taking Cravek back to the main house with me.' He had to stop himself from growling as he thought. 'That man would hurt him, I know it.'

[serkal]

The butler swallowed, "That's the other thing the Deamon put him in in the hospital, we managed to subdue the pure white beast before he disappeared into the forest around the lake though." He said causing Cravek to bristle and move towards him, his nails turned into claws and his pupils became slits, overall making him look like a Deamon.

"My uncle had every right to exterminate them! My people established a truce with the vampyre clans when Jodaki was built! All land with in two kilometers of the city limits was theirs! And you late master and other soon to be late master not only attacked my people, but my flesh and blood!" He raved, as he pulled the chef's knife from the block, "By ancient custom I can legally walk into that hospital and exact the blood debt, An eye for an eye, a limb for a limb, a life for a life!" After that his rant slipped from Zercan to the language of the Majikadai. and showed little sign off slowing.

[Anelir]

Yoru's eyes widened and he quickly made his way to his mate, stepping in front of him. "Calm, love. There is no good in getting yourself upset now, especially not with the kit's." He spoke soothingly, wrapping one arm around the other's waist as he moved his free hand to rest loosely on the hand holding the knife.
He pressed a light kiss to Cravek's ear before whispering. "That would leave me in charge until grandfather's brother recovers, no Vampyre will be hunting for someone they are not supposed to be hunting. Besides, the only way that bastard is going to die is by my hands and killing him while he is laid up in a hospital bed would only douse my pride. At least wait until he is healed."

[serkal]

He drove the knife into he counter and snapped the blade off, he leaned into him, "I want his skull for Rain's seance room." He said and glared at the butler, "OUT! We'll be there for the funeral, now leave us!" The pure blood fled fast, likely fearing that he would be eaten.