Two Halves of Darkness (Yoru/Cravek)

[serkal]

Cravek removed the black gauze from his head, his hair cascading down his back. "The pond, then your house Yoru." his voice was still an almost angelic tone, layered with a grating rasp from his Deamone vocal cords.

[Anelir]

Yoru blinked before mentally smacking himself, regaining his composure.
'Don't stare Yoru, it isn't nice.'
"Alright, the pond first it is." He gave a smile, leading the other to the left.
He tried to keep himself from staring, finding it nearly impossible.
"May I ask why..." He quickly contemplated the wording, finding his brain malfuctioning for some reason. "I know you said you keep yourself covered because of the sun, bit why do you cover such beautiful hair?" he asked cautiously, not wanting to offend the other.

'It really is beautiful.' He caught himself before he could reach out and touch it. Instead, he forced himself to look to the moon as they came into the clearing that opened up to the pond, the moon shining in eyes as deep a orange as when it first rises after the sun.

[serkal]

Cravek blushed, his ghost white skin turning bright pink, "I, um, I..." "Why do I hide it? Because people pull it, or that my life-bearer tried to choke me with it?" "I truly don't remember when I started to cover my hair, but I've done it so much I couldn't stop if I tried." It was a blatant lie, and he knew the it. His heart dropped, he was lying to this hot man's face, but he had lied to everyone he had every met, why was this one Zercan so different?

[Anelir]

"Habit?" He quirked a thin, black brow before shrugging.
Yoru looked over to one of the largest willows surrounding the pond, his eyes traveling to the bench settled at the trunk. It had been there ever since he could remember, though he usually sat on the large branch that was few feet above the bench.
"I suppose you can't really help habit then, though I am amazed you haven't been snatched away by a vampyre. They have an attraction to beautiful things." He smirked before gesturing to the bench. "We may sit down if you wish?" The Zercan offered.

[serkal]

"Believe me, some vampyres and incubi have tried to force themselves on me, the authorities always end up pulling their inedible organs out of a pond, or alley." Cravek walked to the bench and sat beside it. He gave a wide yawn, all of his shaped teeth and the first few molars showing.
He slowly began to remove at gauze about his chest and arms, his black tattoos standing out on his pale skin. five long scars marred his back, spaced perfectly for the claws of a deamone, their soft pink color was easily noticed.

[Anelir]

He sat down next to the other, holding back a gasp at the sight of the contrast between the pale skin and dark tattoos. He was about to ask if they meant anything when he noticed the scars and frowned.
Reaching out a slim finger, he gently ran the digit over one of the scars. "How did you get such a wound?" He nearly growled.

'Who could have hurt such a beautiful creature?'

[serkal]

"Hm, those? I've had them since I was thirteen, from the first my father saw me, he tried to eat me, I ate him..."

[Anelir]

Yoru blinked before smirking, thrying to hold back a laugh. "Okay then." He looked back up to the moon. "I remember the first time my great-grandfather saw me...tried to rip my throat out. I don't think he appreciated how hard it is to rip out a vampyre's heart at the age of 4." He smirked again, remembering the bodyguards backing away as he turned into panther form, nothing more then a black kitten at his age.

[serkal]

Cravek chuckled softly, "Attempting to remove a full-blood's heart is beyond annoying, and I have tried..." the first vampyre had dared cross him took six tries to kill. He stood and approached Yoru, his dark eyes half lidded.

[Anelir]

"Oh?" He smirked, looking up into half lidded black eyes from his spot on the bench. "And how many hearts have you taken?" The Zercan could feel his fangs elongate just slightly at the sight of the other in the moonlight.

[serkal]

"Sixteen physically," the jeskaran said softly, his hand touching the other half breed's shoulder, "and hopefully I can call another heart mine as well."

[Anelir]

He took the hand from his shoulder, placing a kiss to pale fingers.
"Oh really? And who's heart might that be?" He purred out, tongue flicking out across near white skin.

[serkal]

Cravek pulled his hand away and smile a little, Your heart Yoru, because you've already stolen mine." he pressed his lips to the Zercan's own.

[Anelir]

He pressed into the kiss as he tugged the other onto his lap. "Well then, I believe you have fulfilled your goal." He purred, breaking the kiss briefly before leaning back in.

[serkal]

Cravek broke the kiss before he pulled lightly on Yoru's lower lip, "You're lagging behind, I mean, I'm already half naked, and you're still fully dressed."