Dancing In the Shadows
-Original
RP-
by Shuuki and Pookie
Chapter 2: Another Night
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A sun rises and sets over Paris,
shedding golden rays two lovers will never feel again...
The harvest moon hangs low over
the horizon, swollen and red...
Somewhere in a large mansion by
the Bois de Boulogne, our two lovers slowly awaken to the promise of a long
night…
A chilling wind finds its way
through the old French window...
Chanserv: *shivers and pulls his fledgling
close*
RB: *mumbling some incoherent
words, the young man embraces the form by his side*
Chanserv: *smiles to himself* Are
you awake yet, little RB?
RB: *slowly opens his eyes*
Uhmmm... *stares at the person in front of him, his eyes growing wider with
every heartbeat*
Chanserv: *gives RB his warmest
smile* Good evening.
RB: *a flood of memories from the
past night wash over him with a cold shiver* Oh my dear god...What have I
done?... *barely a whisper*
Chanserv: *holds RB close* What
your instincts told you too, my darling.
Chanserv: It's too late to question
them now.
RB: *pushes away* No...No...NO!
*leaps out of bed and heads towards the door panicked*
RB: What have I done? What have I
done?...
Chanserv: *makes no effort to rise*
And just where will you go, my dear RB?
RB: ...
Chanserv:
The deed is done and you are mine. You gave yourself freely enough.
RB: I am not yours! How can I be yours when I
already belong to another?
RB:
*slams doors and bolts downstairs*
Chanserv:
*eyes wide*
Chanserv:
*sits stunned for a moment*
Chanserv:
*a low growl builds up from somewhere within his chest*
RB:
*runs blindly across the maison, trying to make sense of what he has
done, and what he can do now*
RB:
*stumbles into the stables* *quickly saddles a horse and rides out into the
night*
RB:
I must find D'Harmental. He will help me...I hope.
An
unearthly cry tears through the maison and the surrounding grounds, driving the
sleeping birds from the trees.
RB:
*ignores the chilling cry as he gallops across the sleeping city*
Booted feet dance effortlessly from rooftop to rooftop and pause at a church spire.
RB:
*after almost trampling over late passers-by, he stops the horse in front of a
small inn and dashes inside*
Figure:
*smirks to himself* Hmph…the worst smelling part of Paris...but I can still
smell you...
RB:
*yells at the bartender as he crosses the room* D'Harmental in?
Bartender:
*staring at RB half-dressed and bleeding* Yes. By god he was furious not to
have heard from you. What happened?
RB:
*runs up the stairs* Nothing.
Bartender:
You are in grave trouble with... *is cut off by a door slamming upstairs*
RB:
*stands with his back safely against the locked door of his friend’s room*
Andre?
A dark-haired figure quickly pins the intruder to the wall, eyes blazing with furious anger and concern.
Andre:
Where have you been?! Do you have any idea what I've had to do? *looks at his
friend fully for the first time* My god....What happened to you?
RB:
*falls in his friend’s arm and sobs* I'm in trouble Andre...very big trouble...
Andre:
*comforting his friend* Shush, don't worry. You're safe with me.
RB:
I hope so... *pulls away and stares into his friend's eyes*
RB:
I broke my vow...I...belong to someone else now... *looks away, a tear rolling
off his cheek*
Andre:
*face pales as he stares at RB, stunned* You mean...
Chanserv:
That's right.
Andre:
*whirls around, startled* Who?
RB:
*jerks his head toward the window and shivers* Oh no...
Chanserv:
*steps silently from the shadows*
Andre:
*looks back and forth between his friend and the intruder*
Andre:
So it's you...
Andre:
Do you have any idea who he is!? *points to RB* Of what you have done?
Andre:
*pulls out his sword* I can't let you get away with it! En guarde!
Chanserv: *raises an eyebrow* Perhaps you'd be good enough to inform me
before you make a challenge?
RB:
*rushes to stop his friend* NO! Don't! You can't fight him!
RB:
*stands between the two* Please...just...stop...
Chanserv:
*threads an arm about RB's waist*
Andre:
*fuming* Let. Him. Go. Now!
Chanserv:
Care to explain yourself, little one?
RB:
*pushes away from Chanserv* I...
RB:
*walks to the window and sighs heavily*
Chanserv:
*sighs* If it's one thing I cannot abide it's *casts a sharp look at Andre*
others involved with my kin.
Andre:
*sheaths his sword* You really had no idea did you? *hold the gaze* He cannot
be your kin. He already belongs to someone.
Chanserv:
Yes, yes. So I hear.
Chanserv:
Now if ONE of you would be so kind as to explain…
Andre:
*sighs and points to a chair* Please. *sits on the bed, RB still staring out
the window*
Chanserv:
*takes a seat and folds his arms*
Andre:
My name is Sir Andre D'Harmental. I am the personal guard of Sir R.B. whom you
obviously already know.
Chanserv:
Yes, quite well. *looks at RB with a smirk*
Andre:
*ignores his guest's reaction* My orders were to watch over him at every
moment. Unfortunately, he slipped away from me last night. *glares at RB who
still doesn't move from his window*
Andre:
You see, he is usually confined to the Royal Palace, and is prevented from ever
going outside. After begging me many times, I accompanied him here for a night
of relaxation.
Chanserv:
*suppresses a laugh* Indeed? Do go on.
Andre:
Might I inquire as to what is so funny? *glares*
Chanserv:
*looks at Andre apologetically* Your choice of location amuses me. My
apologies. Do continue.
Andre:
*nods* I wanted RB to enjoy himself, to be able to act as he would. Having
frequented this place many times, I thought it would be safe enough.
Andre:
Obviously I was wrong.
Andre:
But I diverge. You must understand; RB belongs to the Royal Castle. He cannot
be with anyone, because he belongs to the most important person in this
country...
Chanserv:
...
Andre:
And by my bringing him here, and his escaping me, we have betrayed Him...
Chanserv:
...Is that all?
Andre:
... *looks toward RB*
Chanserv:
*leisurely gets to his feet* *walks over to RB and takes his chin in his
fingers*
RB:
*turns around and looks at Chanserv, and then Andre* ...
Chanserv:
Is that what's been troubling you, my dear?
Andre:
He betrayed His Majesty the King of France! Do not take it so lightly.
Chanserv:
*turns sharply to Andre* You think such a thing matters to me, Monsieur?
Chanserv:
I have watched Kings, Queens, Emperors come and go!
Andre:
It does to me; it does to him. Who do you think you are to make such a claim?
Chanserv:
Do not speak to me of such insignificant matters!
Andre:
*stands up fury blazing in his brown eyes*
Chanserv:
*hand covers half his face, laughing* You poor, dear gentleman...
Chanserv:
How can I expect you to understand?
Andre:
Try me. *folds arm across his chest*
Chanserv:
I have no obligation to reveal myself to you, Sir. I am here merely to collect
my companion.
Andre:
I cannot let you do that.
Chanserv:
You have, I'm afraid, no say in the matter. I take my leave of you, M.
D'Harmental.
Chanserv:
*takes RB by the arm*
RB:
*looks up at Chanserv* Tell him... *looks at his friend, deeply pained*
RB:
It is the least you could do...
Chanserv:
*looks steadily into RB's eyes for a moment*...*closes his own with a sigh* As
you wish, my dear.
Andre:
*stares wildly at the two, pausing on RB*
Chanserv:
I may come to regret the power that look has over me...
Chanserv:
*turns to Andre*
Chanserv:
You seem a man of the world, M. D'Harmental. Have you heard the rumors
regarding the east of Paris?
Andre:
*eyes his guest carefully* Blood flows easily in that part of town. Most
unusual types of death too.
Chanserv:
Indeed. The blood is quite good there. Though I doubt you could appreciate
the...taste.
Chanserv:
You see, my dear D'Harmental, it is my favorite place to dine.
Chanserv:
*flashes a sinister smile*
Andre:
*re-examines his guest with a new perspective* I see... *turns to look at RB*
Andre:
*expression grows sad* It wasn’t enough for you was it? You had to run
off...but why into the hands of a vampire of all people? *pained and hurt look*
Chanserv:
You surprise me, M. D'Harmental.
Chanserv:
I've encountered few who receive such information with such ease.
Andre:
*looks back at the vampire* I doubt any had ever known vampires to be real
then, M..?
Chanserv:
D'Chanserveaux *small bow*
Chanserv:
A few make the discovery yes, usually followed by a horrified gasp...or
exclamations of, "You monster". *glances at RB*
Andre:
*nods* My apologies if I cannot say it is an honor...
Chanserv:
I do not desire your apology, nor anything else for that matter. I have
divulged my secret to you and now I shall take my leave.
Chanserv:
*turns his back on Andre and re-takes RB's arm*
Chanserv:
Say your farewells, my dear.
RB:
*stares at Chanserv* Farewell?
Andre:
*walks up to Chanserv* Unfortunately I cannot allow that.
Chanserv:
To your life, RB…*looks over his shoulder at Andre*
Chanserv:
...to this gentleman who so foolishly thinks he can detain me.
Andre:
*stares grimly at the vampire* I do not wish to detain you, but I cannot allow
RB to leave.
Chanserv:
*narrows his eyes at Andre* I have held my temper in check thus far, Sir. I
shall not keep it much longer.
RB:
No! Oh god please no! Not this...
Andre:
*calmly looks back at RB* What does it matter to you now?
RB:
Andre...please...I don't want you to die!
Chanserv:
*stands between RB and Andre*
Andre:
*smiles sadly and draws his sword* I am already dead. You killed me the instant
you gave in to him.
Shuuki:
(aww that's so sad! good line!)
Pookie:
(thankies =3 i like Andre ;_; )
Andre:
*looks at Chanserv* Might it be too much to ask for a classic duel?
RB:
Andre!
Chanserv:
*regards Andre for a moment*
Chanserv:
I can see you are a man of honor and intelligence, and I do not like to leave
those with knowledge of me living.
Chanserv:
I accept, though I cannot comply with the tradition of meeting at dawn.
*smiles*
Andre:
I thank you, *bows in earnest this time* but I do not think we need to wait
that long either.
Chanserv:
I see. *gestures at his sides* I am not usually in need of a weapon. Might you
lend me a foil?
Andre:
Of course. *hands Chanserv his sword and takes another from a nearby closet*
Chanserv:
*flexes sword experimentally* *makes a few practice thrusts*
Chanserv:
Ah it has been a while since I engaged in swordplay.
Andre:
*meanwhile pushes the bed and table aside for more room* I would not have
guessed; you handle the sword almost as well as me. *smiles*
Chanserv:
*smiles back* Shall we begin? En guarde!
Andre:
En guarde!
Chanserv: *thrusts*
Andre:
*blocks* Not bad. *pushes back and lunges* Not bad at all.
Chanserv:
*parries*
Chanserv:
My compliments to you as well, Sir.
Andre:
*steps back and feigns*
Chanserv:
*reads his move and turns*
Chanserv:
*thrusts*
Andre:
*turns suddenly, trying to escape the deadly blow but only succeeds in cutting
Chanserv's face*
Chanserv:
*leaps backward holding his cheek* *pauses to look at the blood on his fingers*
Chanserv:
Touché.
Andre:
*looks down at his ripped shirt* Very close yourself.
Chanserv:
*a change comes over his face* *his eyes seem to gleam with a maddening shade
of red*
Chanserv:
I'm quite enjoying this, but I must warn you, the fight is just about done.
Andre:
*recognizes the bloodlust in the vampire* *levels his sword* *stares
surprisingly calmly at him* I know...
Andre:
Come! *stands ready*
Chanserv:
En guarde! *rushes at Andre with unexpected speed*
Andre:
*lunges at him, screaming*
Chanserv:
*sword clashes against his opponent’s, locking and grinding against it*
Chanserv:
*pushes Andre back with terrible force*
Andre:
*crashes into the wall* *coughs out blood as he manages get back on his feet*
Andre:
*collapses back to the ground with a heavy grunt*
Chanserv:
*whips his blade to one side and points it at Andre* *deadly grin* En guarde,
Sir!
RB: Andre! Andre! *resists running
to his friend*
Andre:
*gets back up a second time and levels his sword*
Chanserv:
For the sake of your honor! For the love of your charge! Make one last thrust
at me!
Andre:
En guarde! *lunges with all the strength left in him*
Chanserv: *bursts forth and strikes
Andre with staggering speed, landing a deadly blow to the heart*
Andre:
*takes one last look at RB* Goodbye, my love.
Andre:
*as the sword pierces his heart, he manages three words to his killer with last
breath * Please protect him...
RB:
ANNNNNNNNDRE!!! *falls to the floor, sobbing*
Chanserv:
*closes his eyes* Bonne nuit, Monsieur.
Pookie::
(sniff sniff....andre ;_; poor andre ;_; )
Shuuki::
(i know! he was so cool!)
Shuuki::
(poor RB too)
Pookie::
(i know.... ;_; )
Chanserv:
*drops his sword at Andre's side* It's finished. *turns and walks over to RB's
weeping form*
RB:
*sobs uncontrollably, words of apology slipping between cries*
Chanserv:
*tenderly gathers the boy up in his arms* Come, my fledgling. It's time
we were off.
Chanserv: There's nothing for you
here any longer.
RB:
*pounds his fists against Chanserv's chest* Why? Why? WHY!
RB:
*crumbles into Chanserv's arms, crying helplessly*
Chanserv:
*holds RB's head against his cheek* Would you rather him live with the
heartbreak? Come, come now my dear. It's time we returned home...
Chanserv:
*hops lightly upon the windowsill and soars into the night*
RB:
*whispers into the wind* Goodbye Andre...my dear friend...
Chanserv:
*taps lightly from rooftop to rooftop until he reaches the familiar balcony of
the manor*
Chanserv:
*glides through the French window and places RB on fresh silken sheets*
RB:
*clutches the soft fabric, his eyes still full of tears*
Chanserv:
*sits heavily down on the bed next to RB and strokes his head gently*
Chanserv:
*listens to RB's hitched breathing*
RB:
*turns over and looks into Chanserv's eyes* I...I know you honored him tonight.
For that I am forever grateful...but I cannot forget his eyes...I really and
truly loved him...
Chanserv:
*opens his mouth to say something and decides against it* *takes the side of RB's face in one hand and
leans down to kiss him*
RB:
*kisses Chanserv back, the eyes of his former friend still haunting him*
Chanserv:
*envelopes RB in his arms, kissing him more earnestly*
Chanserv:
*after a few moments he breaks the kiss, moving to RB's neck, he kisses
experimentally*
RB:
*looks at his lover thinking, and passes his hand through his golden hair*
*finally smiles*
Chanserv:
*feeling RB's body relax a bit, he kisses more roughly, suckling the favored
tendon*
Chanserv:
*he runs a line along it with his tongue, dipping down into the hollow of RB's
white throat*
RB:
*lets his body relax fully as sensations start to overtake him*
Chanserv:
*smiles to himself as he tastes RB's skin*
Chanserv:
*makes his way down, washing RB with his pink tongue*
Chanserv:
*drinks in his scent: a mix of blood and something uniquely RB*
RB:
*moans lightly, his hands discreetly pushing Chanserv lower*
Chanserv:
I will come for you, wherever you may go.
RB:
I am not going anywhere anymore.
Chanserv:
*smiles again to himself and continues his decent*
Chanserv:
*tugs teasingly at the waist of the trousers RB had thrown on*
RB:
*pouts lightly as Chanserv teases him*
Chanserv:
*pulls down the fabric and exposes RB's hipbones*
Chanserv:
*runs his tongue along the crease of RB's leg and up over the ridge of bone
Chanserv:
Mmm...
RB:
*smiles expectantly and closes his eyes*
Chanserv:
*sucks at the sensitive knob where the skin is thinnest while dragging the
fabric down over RB's legs*
RB:
*lets out a long moan*
Chanserv:
*looks up at RB and smiles* *suddenly exits the bed*
RB:
*stares incredulously at the vacant area between his legs*
Chanserv:
*strides across the room to a locked cabinet, humming to himself*
RB:
Chanserv?
RB:
What in god's name are you doing?
RB:
*sits himself up*
Chanserv:
*unlocks the cabinet and removes a dark bottle* Humm hmm hmm…
RB:
Fine! Be that way. *grabs sheets and rolls in bed* I'll just go to sleep.
*pouts*
Chanserv:
*takes his time locking the door before strolling back to the bed*
Chanserv:
*whips the sheets off the naked RB*
RB:
*pretends to sleep, lying on his still-wounded chest* *the sound of fabric and
clinking glasses can be heard behind him*
RB:
*slowly peers over his shoulder* Could you quiet down? Some of us are trying to
sleep. *sticks out his tongue*
RB:
*notices his host is also without his clothes*
RB: *tilts his head curiously* What are you up to?
Chanserv *smirks as he slides in next to RB and offers him a glass* Sit up.
RB: *sits up comfortably and takes
the glass* Dare I ask? *looks at the glass*
Chanserv: *doesn't let go of it
even as RB grasps it* *tilts it up to RB’s lips* Smell that?
Chanserv: Now drink.
RB: *sniffs the contents of the
glass* ... *takes an experimental sip*
Chanserv: Intoxicating isn't it?
Not as sweet as yours of course but...
Chanserv: *strokes RB lightly as he
drinks
RB: *finishes half the glass*
Chanserv: *kisses some remaining
blood from RB’s lip, continuing to stroke the boy’s growing manhood*
RB: *wraps his arms around Chanserv
and kisses back passionately*
Chanserv: *hooks his free arm
around RB, the glass still in hand*
RB: *reaches for the glass and
pours the remainder down Chanserv’s back, drenching his back and neck with
blood* Oops. *smirk*
Chanserv: *gazes into RB’s
mischievous eyes* *smirks back* Now look what you've done.
RB: *licks blood of his neck* I
guess I have to clean you up then.
Chanserv: Mmmhmm...*pets RB’s back
as he enjoys the sensation*
RB: *slowly laps up the blood,
cleansing each spot completely*
Chanserv: *utters a small moan*
RB: *notices Chanserv’s stroke has
slowed down and nibbles at his earlobe* Happy?
Chanserv: Mm...You are most
distracting.
Chanserv: I wonder what my little kin
has in store for his sire?
RB: *grins* Oh sorry. *moves a lil
back* I won't distract you anymore.
Chanserv: Hehe. My RB is a little
flirt then? *leers close to RB’s face* If you let you're guard down I'll strike
you know.
Chanserv: *shoves RB down on his
back*
Chanserv: *takes the cup from his
hand and dips a finger in it*
RB: *smiles and looks at his lover*
Chanserv: *paints crimson trails
along RB's chest and abdomen*
Chanserv: *pushes his finger slowly
between RB’s lips*
RB: *curls his tongue around the
finger and sucks*
Chanserv: *feels a warm flush rush
over his body as he watches*
RB: *increases the suction on the
finger, gradually biting it*
Chanserv: *lets out a pleasured
gasp as his skin is pierced*
Chanserv: *feels himself stiffen as
he watches a line of blood trickle down his hand*
RB: *smiles as he slowly pulls the
finger out* You taste so nice...
RB: *pulls him closer* …so sweet.
RB: *suddenly bites Chanserv's neck
and drinks*
Chanserv: *draws in a sharp breath
and lets out a long moan at the feel of RB's young fangs*
RB: *pulls away, leaving blood
flowing out*
RB: *smiling at the reaction,
slowly forces Chanserv on his back*
Chanserv: *gazes at RB, long
eyelashes veiling a building lust*
RB: *leans down and licks the long
streaks of blood flowing down his chest*
Chanserv: *arches slightly* Mmm...
RB: *stops at an erect nipple*
RB: *rolls his tongue around
teasingly*
Chanserv: *takes hold of RB’s head
and forces him on it*
RB: *smirks* *bites on the nipple
gently*
RB: *leisurely sucks on it,
cleansing it of fresh blood*
Chanserv: *head thrashes lightly as
he forces RB’s head down harder*
Chanserv: Uhnnn...
RB: *still sucking, moves his hand
lower, searching*
RB: *finds his prize and caresses
it with agonizingly slow strokes*
Chanserv: *cries out as RB strokes
him*
Chanserv: Ahh!...You have skilled
hands...little one.
RB: *a sad flash crosses his face
as he recalls how he gained his skills*
RB: *smiles* There's more.
Chanserv: *catches the flash*
*leans up and places a kiss on RB’s lips*
Chanserv: Show me.
RB: *smiles* My pleasure. *strokes
slightly faster and kisses him*
Chanserv: *groans into RB’s mouth*
RB: *accelerates his stroke as he
probes Chanserv’s mouth*
Chanserv: *thrusts into RB’s hand,
breath coming erratically as he looses himself in the rising sensation*
RB: *bites his lower lip and
strokes madly now*
Chanserv: *bites back as he claws RB’s back with his fingernails*
RB: *strokes harder with the rising
pain*
RB: *with his free hand, grabs
Chanserv’s hair and pulls his head away*
RB: *bites down hard on his exposed
neck*
Chanserv:
*cries out in a fevered mix of pleasure and pain*
RB:
*feeds eagerly on the fresh flow of red blood*
Chanserv:
*body trembles with unbearable pleasure as he nears the edge*
RB:
*senses that and slows his stroke down, teasing* *looks into Chanserv's eyes*
Chanserv:
*looks back with a needy and impatient expression*
RB:
*whispers into his ear* You want?
RB:
*draws lines around Chanserv’s nipple with one hand, still slowing his stroke*
Chanserv:
*lets out an exasperated noise*
RB:
*pinches nipple hard and strokes faster and faster*
Chanserv:
Uaah! *eyes squeeze shut at the returned onslaught of sensation*
Chanserv:
Yes...yes…
RB:
*as his stroke keeps accelerating, RB moves back to his favorite nipple and sucks
some more on it, drawing more blood*
Chanserv:
*cries increase in volume as he feels himself tumbling toward the edge again*
RB:
*does not slow down again, only sucks harder and longer, and strokes faster and
stronger*
Chanserv:
*suddenly lets out a long cry* * his back arches and his body goes ridged as he
explodes in RB’s hand*
RB:
*slows down and takes a long look at his lover*
Chanserv:
*lies panting beneath him, still trembling from the force of his release*
RB:
*caresses his lover's glistening body*
RB:
*lifts his hands and slowly cleanses it, still admiring the handsome form
beneath him*
Chanserv:
*watches RB thru half-lidded eyes, smiling languidly at the sight*
Chanserv:
I can't get enough of watching you.
RB:
*leans and smiles*
RB:
*whispers* Neither can I.
RB:
*gives him a long deep kiss*
Chanserv:
*lifts a heavy arm and captures RB around the neck* *pulls him down next to
him*
RB:
*lies on his lover's chest smiling*
Chanserv:
*plants a kiss in RB’s hair* Mine...
RB:
Yours...*closes eyes*
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