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 Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 1:30 am
"A fox in hell named Fletcher, hmm? Well, that sounds mighty interesting... Hey! Mikkael is just about as old as me, okay!? Don't even talk about old men when you were planning on jumping in the sack with one!" Maybe barked out rather angrily as he put his hands on his hips.
Mikkael gave a devilish smirk as he rested his chin atop Mull's head, keeping his gentle, yet very possessive, hold over the other. Raising a brow he smirked. "Why don't you go back home and do dishes while daddy gets some play time in, hmm? Besides, I never said he was just a love-toy. Mull is not a 'toy,' and I plan on keeping him... all to myself."
"Yeah, yeah, whatever, Mikkael! Just remember, I DO have power over you, so I'd be careful with what you say... and watch your tongue, boy!" The last part was clearly directed to Mull and whatever smartass comment he had building up inside of him. "Anyway, where can I find this Fletcher fellow. I'm midly interested, and very horny. If you tell me, I'll leave you two in piece, and never bother you and your precious Mull again."
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 1:36 am
Mull growls louder at the other vampire, ears flattening against his skull. "Give me a reason to kick your a**, old man. Threaten Mikkael again and I'll come after you with a crucifix, garlic, holy water, and an ashwood stake. Fletcher is most likely walking home from his night classes, in the dark, alone, through the park. Now, bugger off and leave us alone." He snaps, turning his face to burrow it in Mikkael's neck.
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 1:41 am
Mikkael raised a brow and smirked, knowing that Maybe would get so excited over directions to a white-furred fox, that he would soon forget them after he left the home. "Have fun... and maybe you'll be lucky enough to actually have a mortal grow some sort of affection for you... and ironicly, I used your name without addressing you personally." Mikkael smirked, knowing that his first lover hated that happening.
"Oh hush you overgrown wolf. I'm off to catch myself a little white Fletcher!" He said rather deviously before disappearing from the home almost as mysteriously as he had entered.
"Well, at least he didn't interupt in the middle of something like he did a couple centuries ago," Mikkael said with a little smirk before he nuzzled against Mull.
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 1:43 am
Mull narrows his eyes towards the door, still growling slightly. "He gone for good?" He asked, nuzzling Mikkael back. "He's... odd... What did you see in him?"
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 1:48 am
"When I was stupid he used to be brilliant... and charming. Now he's just old and ultimately stupid." Mikkael said rather flatly before looking down towards Mull. "But you... I wish I would have met you centuries ago, then I wouldn't have gone through so many idiots just to get to you." A soft chuckle as he placed a gentle kiss on his lips, finding himself going somewhat soft for the other wolf already.
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 1:51 am
Mull smiles, a genuine smile, not a smirk, and kisses Mikkael back. "Think about this though... If you had met me centuries ago, I would have been burned at the stake or something because of how I dress and act. Better to meet me now than back then, right?"
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 1:58 am
"I would have kept you in my basement," Mikkael said teasingly before nuzzling against him with a slight chuckle. "Though, it is much better to meet you now. Back then Maybe and I were very... intimate. Now he's just boring and old. Doesn't help he never learned any new moves to butter me up. Sad that he has to beg me and then coax me into bed on our anniversary." Mikkael laughed softly befure gently kissing Mull's shoulder, "But now not even my feeling sorry for him on any day will tear me away from you. Besides, he always complains afterwords. Says I need to 'be more gentle on his fragile body,' although his hair pulling is an immediate turn off."
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 2:02 am
Mull smirks slightly, then finds himself kissing a trail up Mikkael's neck to end on his lips. "Well, I can definetly handle being abused, so you won't hear any complaints out of me on that end. So, how do we want to go about this? Would you rather have me now, or later?" He said, nuzzling against him.
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 2:11 am
Mikkael made a soft, deep growl in his throat, making it sound almost like a little purr. Thinking on this for a few moments, he leaned into the kiss that ended on his lips before it was broken by the other. "I think... my mark will be sufficient pleasure enough tonight, for both of us."
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 2:16 am
Mull smiles, then blinks and nods. "As you wish, so, how should we do this part then?" He asked, tilting his head slightly, exposing his neck again.
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 2:23 am
"Simply," Mikkael said in a rather simple voice. Gently picking Mull up, bridal-style, he carried him into a random room, being right that it was a bedroom on the first try. Smirking, he laid Mull into the bed first before crawling over him, directing one of Mull's arms around his shoulders, and directing the other arm above Mull's head. Tail giving a soft flick behind him, he put one hand on the other wolf's waist, tracing his other hand up the others arm, interlocking their fingers lightly. Giving the other a soft kiss, his lips contently moving against Mull's, he traced kisses to the neck.
Gently removing his hand from the white wolf's waist, he pushed the collar up slightly to kiss the spot he was prepared to bite before moving his hand back down to the waist. Giving that very spot a little lick, he slowly sank his fangs in, which caused a moment of pain before he began to suck the blood, giving pleasurable sensations.
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 2:27 am
Mull moaned at the sensations that were caused by Mikkael's actions, eyes closing happily as he relaxed under Mikkael's body. At this point in time, Mikkael could do anything he wanted to Mull, and Mull wouldn't even try to life a finger to stop him.
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 2:31 am
Already taking notice of that, he closed his eyes, as he was determined to only leave his mark.. this night. Moving his hand from Mull's waist, his fingers brushed lightly against the warm skin as he traced his way up to the shoulder of the arm around his neck, gently moving his hand beneath that shoulder to keep him somewhat stable as his fingers locked just a little tigheter.
Continuing to take the other's blood, he himself felt the shared sensations, causing what could only be assumed to be a purr to start up in his throat. Although it was very hard not to do so, Mikkael resisted the nearly overwhelming temptation to allow his hands to roam freely along Mull's willing body. No, all of that would be saved for a different night. Perhaps if they ever got into a lover's quarrel, which with Maybe around, was bound to happen sometime.
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 2:35 am
Mull seems to purr as well, the arm around Mikkael's neck shifting slightly to play with the other's hair, then lightly back down the neck to the shoulders.
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 2:39 am
Mikkael's tongue flicked out across the wound to stop so much blood from coming through. He didn't want to drain his wolf. Yes, his wolf. This time he was going to keep a lover, and he chose Mull, so tough to those that may have had a hidden interest in him. If they would have fessed up earlier, perhaps they would have been so lucky to snatch him up from single grounds. But no, Mikkael was the lucky one, and that suited him just fine.
A pause from drawing blood as the other's hand played in his hair before running down the back of his neck and onto his shoulders. Eyes opening slightly, he contemplated ending it then and there, but closed his eyes and continued. He was hungry, and besides, he promised the other pleasure, had he not? Being a gentleman, he had to keep the promise to his new lover or else he himself would be useless to the white wolf.
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