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 Posted: Tue Feb 15, 2011 9:37 am
It had been months since Bane had last seen Mikhail and he wasn't too happy about that fact either. Well he saw him from his perch just about everyday seeing as Bane took a liking to stalking the lamenting male he just hadn't been able to get too close. Jestine, Mikhails sister was always around and while Bane had no particular fear of the female, he did however want to be cautious when she was around. During his time watching Mikhail from afar, he acquired the information that Jestines lover was some sort of blood sucker and him not being of any special kind of breed that could hold his own easily against such a fiend made him wary. If the female became upset, he was sure that her lover would come calling. So with a heavy heart he kept his distance until the time was right. That time was now.
Jestine was nowhere in sight and by the smell of it, no where near either. Perfect. Stealthily moving from the shadows, he crept closer to Mikhail, hiding behind shrubbery, within tall grasses and pausing whenever Mikhail seemed to look. Why not simply approach? Well, for starters, there was no fun in that and as stated before, Bane took a liking to stalking his precious Mikhail. Watching the male flail was one of the cutest things Bane had ever seen him do and he loved being the cause of those flails. Once he was about two feet from Mikhail, he laid low in the tall grasses as still as stone and savoring Mikhails sweet scent. He remained that way for a few minutes before slowly rising into view.
"Hello poppet..."
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Posted: Tue Feb 15, 2011 10:20 am
 It had been such a long time since that fateful day... The one Mikhail thought would truly be his last, only to find out the one who he thought to be his killer was more interested in... other activities rather than just destruction. It had been so long since he had actually seen Bane... But he knew he was out there. He could FEEL the male's eyes raking him. Always watching. Jestine joked about it. Secure of their safety thanks to her vampire lover. No one would mess with them while Raziel was around. ...Right??
Well, it appeared to be so. While he knew in his heart that this wasn't over, he could no longer find a reason to fear being alone. And he really did like the silence. Not having to bring worry to his sister or have to take their pity. ...And Raziel's ever exasperated gaze.
And so, that was how this day found Mikhail alone, walking along the water's edge so that his paws were wet. Under Jestine's watch he had gained weight, no longer just flesh and bone and fur. Much to his chagrin, he was healthy again. No longer wasting away. But he couldn't help but do as his sister pleaded. She was his only link to life. Again he felt eyes on his back and he turned only to find nothing there. He was paranoid. With good reason, according to him. But paranoid nonetheless. He frowned and turned back, continuing on to his favored spot. With one last look around he hopped up onto a flat rock at the river's edge, overhanging just slightly atop the water and sat back on his haunches to look down at the water.
He sighed to himself and took solace from the silence. ....Until a very familiar voice broke it only a few scant feet away from him. "Hello poppet...""WHO-WHA-YOU!" He FLIPPED, eyes wide, falling off the rock as he scrabbled backwards and flailed in fear.
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Posted: Tue Feb 15, 2011 10:34 am
The mischievous smirk that had been tugging at his maw extended into a full on smile. Oh how he loved to torment Mikhail like this though the fear in his eyes was displeasing. If he hadn't done anything harmful to him this entire time, why would Mikhail still fear him....oh yeah, because of his stalker friendly tendencies. With each move Mikhail made to scramble backwards, Bane took a step forward and sometimes two to get closer even faster.
"Oh come now poppet. You don't mean to tell me you still won't be mine....."
His tongue licks about his maw hungrily but while it was somewhat predatory, there was something more sexually devious behind it. His nose flared ever so often as he scented the air.
"Mmmm, you spell good poppet. Makes my inner kitty purr with delight."
Quickly now, he closed what little distance was between him and Mikhail and bent his head so that their noses were touching.
"Miss me?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 15, 2011 10:55 am
Mikhail's fur stood on end as he back up, never taking his eyes off him. He knew it. Knew that Bane hadn't given up on him. That he'd always been watching. He had KNOWN it. And now his fears were justified. Oh how foolish he'd been. Now he was alone. Far from Jestine and her lover and the protective circle they'd made which he'd taken for granted. Well, actually, he'd never asked for it and had tried to shove it away for a while, but now he really wished they were somewhere nearby. But there would be no escape this time. He'd have to go through Bane to get back home.
Bane stepped forward with each step he took back, causing him to cower ever lower until he was on his belly, staring up at him. Bane closed the gap suddenly, touching his nose to his. Of course Mikhail flinched. He expected violence from this male. From almost everyone, really. He could only look up at Bane, confused and afraid.
"M-miss you? I thought you gave up... Moved on. Why do you persist? Why me? I am nothing!" His ears drooped. He couldn't figure out why Bane cared for someone like him.
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Posted: Tue Feb 15, 2011 11:18 am
"Me, give up?"
He lifted his head, throwing it back as a deep and sultry laugh left his maw and echoed about. If that wasn't one of the funniest things that he heard. Bane was never one to give up. Lose interest, yes but give up? Giving up just wasn't who he was.
"Why do I persist? Simple. I want you. Why you? Simple. There is something about you that just calls to me. Maybe it's the fact that you sought out death and welcomed it with open paws. Maybe it's the way you flail when caught by surprise or perhaps it's that sexy hide of yours. I'm not too sure what it is about you that calls to me but I'm not going to stop until I have you."
He sat back on his haunches all the while looking down at Mikhail with a contemplative gaze. Everything he said had been true. He wasn't too sure on what it was about Mikhail but he knew there had to be something meaningful there somewhere if Mikhail was able to consume his thoughts every waking moment.
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Posted: Tue Feb 15, 2011 11:33 am
He shook his head. "No. I won't play this again." Mikhail stood and backed away again. "You need to get away from me. You shouldn't want me. Shouldn't even stand the sight of me. Everything, everyone in my life is handed misery just for knowing me." Misery followed him like it was part of him skin. "You need to forget me..." With his eyes to the ground and head lowered, he made to walk past him, hoping he would just walk away before misery took him too.
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Posted: Tue Feb 15, 2011 11:44 am
Oh but things wouldn't be that easy. Bane blocked Mikhails way but now he looked angry.
"Ok I can understand you not wanting to play the love game. Obviously you've been hurt. But don't you dare use that pathetic cop out of everyone knowing you being handed misery. I'm no idiot. I know that love isn't so scot free of issues. I won't get away from you. I'm going to keep following you until I have you. You get me?"
With each word spoken, he took a step closer to Mikhail.
"If you want misery to stop plaguing you, you need to learn to stop inviting it. Loneliness brings misery. Denying yourself of lifes simple pleasures brings misery. Living in fear brings misery. All I ask is to be given a chance and yet you would push me away. I have watched you for some time now, chased off those who would hurt you. Not once have I done anything to hurt you. Doesn't that count for something?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 15, 2011 12:10 pm
He sat back on his haunches, eyes lowered, refusing to meet with his. Bane didn't understand. Couldn't really without having lived the life he had. The current arrangement of his life was new. Was the happiest he'd ever been. And he was just waiting for it to crumble. Or worse, for Jestine to be hurt by him. Yes, Bane had never hurt him. Had never really shown violence in his presence. And that meant he should really stop flinching and expecting to get mauled. But that wasn't why Bane should leave.
"You don't get it. I'm not afraid of you hurting me. Sure, I normally expect get hit or raked. But I don't fear it. I'm not scared OF you." He looked up now, looking eyes with him. "Even if you did hurt me I wouldn't fear you. I expect to be beaten. It's a normal occurrence. Not something to bring fear. Especially when you already know I welcome death." He sighed, turning his eyes away again. "I am afraid FOR you. For everyone who has to deal with me, actually." He leaned in close, wishing for once he could allow himself to be with another. But he knew it wasn't meant to be. He allowed himself a touch, drawing his cheek along Bane's strong neck in a nuzzle. How nice to be able to touch another freely...
"I don't want to hurt anyone."
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Posted: Tue Feb 15, 2011 12:19 pm
With speed, his left foreleg shot out, wrapping itself around Mikhail and pulled him closer. Bane welcomed that nuzzle more than Mikhail could possibly know. To have Mikhail willingly touch him in such a manner made his heart pound. A sigh left him before he took to returning Mikhails nuzzle.
"I'm a big boy Mikhail and I'm fully capable of taking care of myself. My mother is a brat with violent tendencies, my father a laid back guy with some serious anger issues, possibly a violent alter ego and my siblings are all for the rough play and what not. I've got my own issues but I've learned to cope with the bad. There is just one thing I can't cope with and that's rejection for any sort of reason. All I want is to have what my folks have. All I want is to have that person who can calm my inner beast like my mom can with my dad. I want to be with the one that consumes my thoughts every waking moment and that individual is you."
Again he took in a deep breath, relishing in Mikhails scent.
"I don't know why you have this hold over me....but you do and I ******** love it."
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Posted: Tue Feb 15, 2011 12:50 pm
His ears drooped wen Bane wrapped himself around him, but he didn't pull away. This was.... nice. Very much so. This was something new to him, this embrace. He never let anyone get this close to him. Not anyone but Jestine. But this was different. Her embraces, while full of love, were also laced with pity. With sorrow. Bane's embrace was full of need. Of yearning. Of insecurity. Mikhail drew him closer, accepting and giving back, even though he knew he shouldn't.
"You are... the most stubborn lion I have ever met."
But then, what he said rang true. There was something inside of Bane that whispered violence, or the ability to do such. And yet, he had never unleashed it in Mikhail's presence. Never harmed him. Never even threatened to. The way he kept at this...
"I'm not going to convince you to forget me, am I?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 15, 2011 1:28 pm
"The same could be said about you. You're pretty adamant about not letting other close to you but no matter how hard you push me, it just draws me in even more."
Things fell silent for a moment but Bane really didn't mind so long as he didn't have to let go of Mikhail. He could sit in silence forever so long as the two remained close like ******** no. Kinda hard to forget someone like you. I doubt I could get you to forget about me if the roles were reversed."
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