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A knock on the door. Pulled out of his dream, Damien sat up, his hair ruffled and slightly damp from his shower. Running a hand through it, he sighed. "It's open, You can come in." Who stepped through the door did surprise him a bit. "Galador" Damien growled coldly, not having the patience for him today. "We are not friends, and I told you to stay far away from me." All Galador did was throw his hands up in a peaceful manner. "I'm here to get over that." Galador's ice-grey eyes brimmed with sadness, to the point where he radiated it. With a scowl set firmly on his face, Damien turned away. "******** off Galador." Of course, the dragon didn't take this as a get away sign. He took a step forward. "Please, Damien? I.. My fiance recently broke up with me. I'd really like someone to talk to." Spinning around on his heel, he glared at the tall man in his room. "Why don't you just go find someone to ******** your sadness out of you. Like before you came here." Galador winced at Damien's words, as they bit at his skin. It was true, during those lonely periods that he would use anyone to fill the void, but that probably would be impossible now. After being with Emma for a while, it would be hard to get back into his normal habits. Like slipping into clothing that was yours, but no longer felt right. Sure, he had worn it before, that life had been heavy on his shoulders, but he could... Eventually take it back. Bit by bit. "Look, he changed me, and... I really just need someone to talk to." Besides, he had already tried filling the void when that exotic man walked into his room. His tan skin had been slick with sweat, and had given a heady scent. Galador offered his body to this stranger, just wanting the emptiness inside to be gone, to fill up. But with each exchange they made, each thrust, he thought of nothing by his beloved. Instead of the exotic man's smell, it was replaced with Emma's scent. Instead of the sweet taste of the man's mouth, he tasted the tang of Amables'. Nothing could replace the feeling of him. It was hard to deal with it. And, he couldn't take the easy way out of it. He promised he wouldn't. Did Amable still remember him? Suddenly a snapping sound. "I said fine then, I'll listen to you." Ah, Damien. He was a good friend, even if he didn't act like it sometimes. Then again, taking into account what he had done to the man... And it was understandable he was such an a** to Galador. A seat was prepared for him already, and he quietly took it. Facing Damien, he began to tell his story.
"... And then... H-he left." Tears were streaming down his face by now, recounting the events still painful. Lifting his head to look at Damien, he saw a flicker of something, then his shields go up. "You just need to get over it. Find someone new. I know, easier said than done, but I'm sure you can do it." Galador watched intently as Damien's hand slid through his silver hair. Silently transfixed on such a simple gesture. "Damien, I'm lonely without him... S-so, I have a question to ask." Damien of course, could read his mind to see in advance what the question was, but he was courteous. Didn't do that often, unless it was important. "C-can you please fill up the lonli--..." Before he could finish, he was cut off with an abrupt no. "No, Galador, I won't. I know you have human friends, go see them. Go get drunk in a bar, someone is bound to pick you up." Obviously Damien's patience had run thin. But, for him to have lasted this long was a miracle. "Thank you for your time... Damien." A curt nod as he got up off his seat. Quickly, he exited the room, and went to his own. The exotic man was still there, curled up on his bed. "Cat man" he whispered as he slid next to him. His arms followed the contours of his body. "Can you try filling me up some more?" The exotic man stirred from his slumber. A coy smile spread over his lips, his eyes lowered slightly. "I've never met anyone who's asked for it as much as you. Sure, I'll try my hardest." Getting up, he whispered something in Galador's ear, which earned him a nod. The exotic man closed the door, and Galador tried to drown himself in ecstasy.
 aphelia the vampire · Fri May 25, 2012 @ 01:58pm · 0 Comments |
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