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[tenacious-finnian]

I'm well-versed in the coven slowly making itself whole again since I've spent many days and nights mending it, so we can talk about the war or complicated feelings since I know those, too. Though not for a vampire. I'm rather bland and stuck with my own species. If the tides are correct, the goddess and psycho vampire father will be no more soon.

[colinxrosewood]

You're the Finnian I've been hearing about, I wasn't expecting anyone so...young. Love is love no matter what species you end up with, but bland would've been the safer option for me. That's good news, really, there's only one problem if I know the vibes of Henrik. He won't go out in a bang without doing something huge and I'll be one of the people thrown under the bus.

[isabel-bishop]

Oh, Colin. Then what you need to do is get the fuck out of here. Run and don't look back, and if that Mikhail dickhole cares about you, he'd want the same thing.

[colinxrosewood]

What corner of the world would Henrik not possibly sniff me out and karate-chop my head off anyway? We aren't opening the debate whether Mikki cares about me regardless, Bel, I would want to take him with me if running was my only option. It sounds stupid and pathetic, but I can't live without knowing he's safe.

[isabel-bishop]

I... don't like the look of this. Colin, talk to me.

[colinxrosewood]

It's Mikhail, it's a war the coven's about to be thrown into, and I'll be thrown right in the middle of it with Daddy Vamp. He definitely knows about me by now, Bels. I'm fucked.

[tenacious-finnian]

In the words of my wise grandfather, penny for your thoughts? Might be better than physical strain that doesn't look fun.

[colinxrosewood]

Where do you want to start? There's the coven slowly knitting itself back together, an upcoming war with a goddess, and my very complicated feelings for a vampire whose sex-crazed psycho father is aligned with said goddess.

[colinxrosewood]

Fuck, it's not like I'm outrunning anything in my life. Don't worry about it.

[azriel-delacroix]

The truth hurts, Colin. There's no sense in beating around the bush. I did what I did to stay with my siblings when it became clear that there was no way to remove my sister effectively from Envy's grasp. I did develop some feelings, but the differences were too great to stay where I was. You can either decide that being this vampire's blood bag is enough or draw the line and leave if nothing more is capable. Either way, being anywhere near a vampire right now is not a smart choice.

[colinxrosewood]

I don't deserve comfort right now anyway. Which is honorable when you have a reason selling your soul to a demon, but I don't have any reason whatsoever. Just my own selfish needs and too much freedom to express my sexual desires when we've lived in a coven who were prejudiced assholes. I'm at a point where I can't even be certain if he would even release me based on the fact his psycho father's roaming the streets looking to kill any weakness his children possess. I want it to be enough, but that doesn't matter. I just want him.

[azriel-delacroix]

Yet you still talk to me.

Because I don't sugarcoat things to make you feel better, Colin. I'm not going to agree with you just because you need validation.

[colinxrosewood]

I wonder why sometimes.

Of course, you are perhaps the only person who doesn't sugarcoat to make me feel better, you just don't care about hurting emotions. I need someone to tell me how fucked I am developing feelings for a vampire who uses my neck as his personal tap. You know about falling in bed with the enemy, though.

[eternal-mikail]

Mikail felt the ripple of Colin's muscles beneath his hand, knowing that a barely restrained urge to touch him simmered beneath the skin, leaving him heady. It was a power, being craved as he was by someone just as much as he craved them. No, being craved by Colin. His witch that he shouldn't have. The witch he should have killed long ago, so that he wouldn't be placed into this plight, yet he couldn't pull the trigger on his death. He'd thought about it after draining what he could from Colin, seeing the glassy-eyed stare and the smile of pleasure on the witch's lips begging for more, and he couldn't end his life. It was torture for Mikail. The vampire let out a groan of sheer pleasure the moment the witch tempted him even further, the very words sending him over the edge even without the pressure of Colin's body against his, obviously trying to push him farther as if his presence wasn't a mere catalyst. "Fuck it." The words fell from his lips in a hiss as he dropped his hand away from Colin's wrists altogether before his fingers moved to grasp the collar of the witch's shirt, ripping it open for more access. He didn't wait for another moment, not giving any time for the witch to rethink his choices, as his fangs pierced the tender flesh; the irony tang that tasted like pure heaven filled his mouth as he pulled as gently as he could manage. A deep guttural moan vibrated through him, his hands unable to do anything but wander, one moving to rest on Colin's hip while the other traced up the witch's spine for his fingers to twine in his hair. Mikail wasn't a green vampire, but when coming face to face with the very nectar that flowed in the witch's veins, it was a starving beast that needed to be prodded back into his cage. He pulled his mouth away from Colin's skin, tongue laving over the wounds to catch any stray drops and gently close the wounds he'd caused. "You taste just as good as I remember," Mik murmured into Colin's skin as he trailed his lips to Colin's, claiming his mouth as hungrily as he'd claimed the witch's blood. Their encounters usually stopped here with Mikail compelling any memories of him drawing the witch's blood from his mind after taking enough not to make him too weak, but now... now that limit didn't exist. His gaze flicked to Colin's as his hand drifted to the witch's waistband, a smirk tilting his lips with every inch his hand disappeared beneath the fabric to grasp Colin's member. "I wonder how much better you'll taste as you cum for me?" Every word was enunciated with a tug of his palm, his free hand gripping the hem of Colin's shirt and tugging it over the witch's head. "That just begs the question of whether you want to cum from my hand alone or on my cock."

[colinxrosewood]

God, he was done for. Colin imagined which choices in his life led him at the vampire's doorstep and whether he would decide the very same if given a second go-around? If his first love Grant never perished in the coven siege, would he have ever left the city and came into contact with Mikail, accepted a night and multiple of feeding, only for his memories to be hijacked and sent on his merry way? A repeating cycle? It was a horrible thought to consider, but the witch would not change a single thing. Somehow, fate brought them both back together as intended, a vampire and his blood bag. No, his lover. Blood bags were eventually disposed of, killed, forgotten before another took its place. There would be nobody else taking his place ever again. Mikail was forever his. Colin did not need to wait long for Mik's retaliation, tilting his head to the side in instinctual response before the pleasure began. The piercing of the vampire's fangs knocked the wind straight from the witch's lungs and sent a loud gasp followed by a moan as soon as the ecstasy injected itself into his veins like the addictive drug it will forever be known as. Vampiric heroin poisoning every crevice of their souls. Colin leaned his head back against the wall, trapped within a daze before Mik's lips where on his, ripping him from reverie to further deepen the kiss while his hands explored the expanse of the vampire's chest. "Take what you want." Colin sighed, knowing it is a guaranteed promise. His gaze found Mikail's, heart jackhammering in his chest as the vampire took him in his grasp, and unashamed by the barrage of moans falling from his mouth. "Fuck, that feels good." His arms lifted as Mik divested him of his shirt and thrusted his hips with the movement desperately, attempting to gather as much pleasurable reprieve as he could. His cock begged for release, hardening under various touches. "I'll do both for you in time, Mik." Colin leaned forward and pressed various kisses to the male's neck, biting and licking as if he hungered for the taste of the vampire's flesh. "I want you to feel as I fall apart for you bouncing on your cock while you fuck me good." His hand dropped down and slowly rubbed at Mikail's bulge, "I'm yours to breed."

[azriel-delacroix]

Didn't ask.

That also sounds like total bullshit.

[colinxrosewood]

I forgot your bedside manners suck.

You know what, why do I even bother expressing anything to you? And it's not bullshit.

[valentin-kuznetsov]

Because it is sort of crazy, Snegovik. That is the one thing I will give him props for. You do not want to be anywhere near Mikail's father. Henrik only cares for expanding his vampire influence by way of creating progeny or more children, and he expects that of his own spawn. It's how their power had grown so vast. Let's hope these feelings haven't overridden your self-preservation, but I am not one to judge if they have. I'm quite in the same predicament.

[colinxrosewood]

It is so fucking crazy, okay, and I've managed to nothing but lose my mind over this knowing how screwed up I am. Well, at least I won't have to stress about Mikail willingly turning me into a vampire considering how my blood is like a godsent paradise. The fact he doesn't have children that I know of has to mean he isn't completely like Henrik. You and Robin then? I'm not surprised, you two were always attached at the hip. I hope your relationship lasts a lot longer than mine because I doubt I'll survive at Mik's side as...whatever I am to him.

[sol-vicente]

"I am, and he lied because the only thing that vampires know how to do is to deceive and manipulate." Not all of them, at least, but Robin was such a small speck in the sea of Henrik's spawn– an anomaly to the point where he wasn't able to sway the reality of all the other vampires. She raised a brow, rubbing a hand over her face with an exhausted sigh. If there was even a chance that Mikail could be manipulating the witch, it could all be over for her. Between Colin and Loud-Mouth Robin, everything was crumbling. "He did make you forget, and the fact that you're still alive means he's either using you for some plan of his or he likes you alive, and that never happens. Not with Mikail. You would stay away from him if you valued your life. Being a favorite comes with a lot of scrutiny, scrutiny you don't want on you."

[colinxrosewood]

"He's not like that. I know him." Was it not like vampires to deceive and manipulate who they saw as nothing but food? Did Colin know the man as well as he portrayed or did he wish with his entire being that what Sol was saying isn't the truth? Yet, how could it not be the real truth when he is a prime example of a blood bag compelled to forget Mikki ever fed on him or that they were not as close as they were? "A plan, Sol, I have no use for him in whatever plan he may or may not have." It's possible Mikail did like him alive and Colin did not know which is the worse fate. "I do value my life, I value breathing a lot, but I cannot stop myself if Mik called and I came. Call it the compulsion, call it his manipulation, I am powerless to him." The witch shook his head furiously, "I need to stay away. I should stay away."

[valentin-kuznetsov]

So, he's drained your blood multiple times and wiped your memory, and you went back to him willingly? How is that not as bad as Robin says? Mikail is using you, Colin– that's the definition of toxic power dynamics. I'm not saying there isn't more to his siblings beyond what he knows, but that doesn't sound great. Mikail is Henrik's favorite for a reason.

[colinxrosewood]

It sounds crazy when you phrase it like that, I know, it's a stupid and insane arrangement no one in their right minds should desire. He's using me for my blood, yeah, but I would've been disposed of a long time ago if that is all he wanted. Mik's kept me away from his father, that counts for something. I can't walk away, Valentin, not with the way he makes me feel.

[fiendishly-sterling]

Mikail has a lot of brothers and sisters– our dad gets around. People get hurt when my brother goes anywhere, and I wouldn't doubt that you get pulled into it just by association, so I'd run for the hills if I were you. If you want the whole story, you'll need to ask the asshole– and don't let him off the hook.

[colinxrosewood]

That's an odd detail to keep out in a conversation. If you're worried he's going to be a little heartbreaker, it's not like that between us, but I have a feeling it isn't what you meant. I'll ask him and if I feel the need to walk away, I will.

[colinxrosewood]

I'm just feeling a little weak, that's all.

[valentin-kuznetsov]

I think you know the answer to that firsthand, Colin. I can smell him all over you. It doesn't sound like this is the first time you've come across Robin's brother either.

[colinxrosewood]

Yeah, about that, I may have landed myself in a serious and highly dangerous predicament. Mik and I met before outside of the city many times. During that, he made me his blood bag and then compelled away the memories. I kind of agreed to be such right now without the compulsion. He's really not as bad as Robin makes him out to be.

[gianna-foxwood]

I go through waves. Do I regret bringing Celeste back to life, knowing the hole she has left in the hearts of her family and Wrath, no. Do I regret what happened as a byproduct of the spell every day? Absolutely, but I think we both know we won't really know what we would do had we known our choices ahead of time.

"Good, there are very few who deserve to be hated, and you are not one of them." The witch murmured as she held out her hands, palm up. "If taking it all away is what you wish, I will gladly do so."

[colinxrosewood]

"I wouldn't regret a single damn thing, Gianna. As long as you are owning up to the fact that neither of you could understand the aftermath, it's all you can do." Colin mulled over the other witch's words with a small frown, relieved she thought he didn't deserve to be despised as he considered what she offered. After a moment, he placed his hands in Gianna's, "Take it all. I trust you, Gi."

[valentin-kuznetsov]

I'm not in much of a smiling mood right now.

[colinxrosewood]

Yeah, I'm getting those vibes. Mikail showing up kind of snowballed this, didn't it?