Since the Revolution

Leon Burne. You don't have to stare.

[marcramsay]

Tree Lighting || Marcus & Leon

[marcramsay]

"I’m not letting your hand go that easy," Marcus replied, sticking out his tongue quickly before grinning. He examined the different glass figures, liking the intricacy and time put into every one. He could sense the other man wasn’t that impressed. After all, he was over two hundred years old, so it was probably difficult for anything to impress him. "Yeah. It’s nice to see someone putting so much effort into their work. You don’t see handmade things like this anymore. There’s something special about them, don’t you think?"

[leonburnex-blog]

Leon raised an eyebrow, looking at the glass creations again. Well, they were handmade. There was effort put into it. It didn't impress him, however. The vampire nodded to what Marcus said, trying to seem like he fully agreed to it. "Sure. I mean, not a lot of people go into this...business," he said, straining to come up with something positive about the glass blower. "So you have to be good to actually sell that shit."

[killianmd-deactivated20150104]

And just like, the air seemed to drop and go dangerously still. The energy dormant around Mordecai pulsed with dangerous life, growling at the threat as Mordecai wiped off his hands on his apron. “I call you boy…simply because you are acting like a child.” Mordecai stated, his tone staying calm but a dangerous, powerful edge to it. Mordecai slowly looked up at Mordecai, his own aged eyes meeting the others without flinching nor showing any sign of backing down. “One would think you were freshly changed yesterday with the tantrum you are throwing. I call you boy because you come into my home…into my environment…without any knowledge of who or what I am…expecting your pathetic act of intimidation and even poorer excuse of threatening will sway me to help you without thinking of the repercussions of it not working.” The doctor was quiet for a moment letting it sink in for the vampire, never once looking away from him or showing any sign of submitting.

[leonburnex-blog]

"Please, any kind of threat that you're throwing at me isn't scary at all. I think you're just bluffing at whatever skills you have," Leon said, trying to figure out whether or not he believed what he just said.

[marcramsay]

Tree Lighting || Marcus & Leon

[marcramsay]

Marcus was glad Leon took his hand. It made it feel more like a date than just another outing. He wasn’t sure how the other felt about same-sex affection out in public, since a lot of people he dated before were hesitant about it. But he just took it, not really asking. But it was what Marc was hoping for anyway, so he’d forgive that, at least for now. His gloved hand curled around Leon’s palm and gave it a slight squeeze.

"Doesn’t feel all that much different to me," he confessed. His body just adjusted. But now that he thought about it, he wasn’t wearing nearly as many layers as he had the previous year, "But I guess you’re right. It’s not all that uncomfortable. But you," he commented, his fingers tapping against Leon’s hand. "I can feel the cold through your gloves. We balance out or something." He smiled, leading the other man to one of the stalls with glass-blown trinkets. "What about this stuff? Anything here look interesting?"

[leonburnex-blog]

Leon felt completely at ease when it came to showing affection towards men in public. It wasn't like anyone could do anything to him — heads could be torn off easily if people looked at him the wrong way. Granted, his view on that was completely different when he was a human, but those days were over with. He didn't have to pretend to be straight, to get engaged to some woman that he didn't like just to please his mother.

"If it bothers you so much, then we don't have to hold hands," Leon said, grinning before glancing over to the stall. Glass-blown anything...nothing that really sparked the vampire's interest at all. If anything, looking at the person working on the 'works of art' made him hungrier. Damn, he needed something to eat. "Dunno, do you find this stuff nice?"

[marcramsay]

Tree Lighting || Marcus & Leon

[marcramsay]

”It’s a good quality to have. Could a saved a lot of trouble when I was a teenager,” Marcus replied with a chuckle. He looked up to the tree and shrugged, “Officials make a couple speeches, merriment and shit. At the end of it, everyone counts down and they light this tree up.” He looked to Leon and smirked, “I know it doesn’t sound all that exciting, but it makes it feel like Christmas, ya know? The community coming together and all that.”

He knew it sounded lame, but he hoped his choice of event wouldn’t sour the whole date. But he wanted to do something Christmas, and if he didn’t do this with someone, he wouldn’t have much of a Christmas at all. “We can look at the stands while all the boring stuff is happening, if you want.”

[leonburnex-blog]

"Sounds good to me," Leon said, ready to bypass all of the ceremonies. It was just Christmas. The Christians stole it from the pagans, as Matt always told him. Hell, it was just two months of shopping to Leon. There was just no connection to it being a great family event — especially after the loss of his family.

Without much hesitation, the vampire took Marcus's hand. It was warm, not that it was a huge surprise. He figured that the wolves would have a temperature much warmer than he did. "God, you're like a walking heater. Aren't you hot?" Leon asked, grinning. He figured a relatively normal conversation was more fitting for their date, considering that the only time they really talked was when Marcus was turning into an animal hellbent on killing Leon.

[con-artist-wilson]

Why wouldn’t I complain when I have an ass of a mentor or whatever you are?

[leonburnex-blog]

You're just unwilling to cooperate, so there's no room for me to really mentor. All your fault, really.

[marcramsay]

Tree Lighting || Marcus & Leon

It’d been a very long time since Marcus had been out on a legitimate date. For the most part, he dealt in one-night stands, and that was if he was lucky. He didn’t get much time for himself these days with work and Nanna’s hold over him taking over much of his life. Mordecai’s potion helped quite a bit, but there was only so much that could be done for it at the moment. So, he begged Nanna to just let him have this one night off, to be able to go on this hot date and actually get to know someone on a personal level.

And so far, it’d gone well. He and Leon sneaked into a crappy movie, then came to the center of town to watch the tree-lighting. There were a few stands selling crafts and small things to give to loved ones on Christmas. Hopefully he’d have a chance to look around those, even though there wasn’t much for him to buy. He hadn’t had a “proper” Christmas since his mother died. “That was the dumbest movie I ever saw. So glad we didn’t pay for it,” Marcus commented with a chuckle as they approached the square. He wasn’t sure whether to reach out and hold Leon in some way or to keep his hands in his pockets. The vampire was an enigma, and he didn’t know quite what he expected from him.

[leonburnex-blog]

Going on dates was a foreign thing for Leon to do. It's not that he couldn't get some, that he couldn't get lucky — it was just that he didn't see the point of romancing someone. They'd all die well before his time, so what was the point of making them feel special? But this wolf...well, he wasn't different. But he asked, so Leon was going to go along with it.

Leon licked his lip, glancing over to the werewolf. "Welcome to the vampire life, then. You never have to pay for any movie, shitty or not," he said, proud of his abilities to compel people. He looked ahead of him, towards the square. he'd never been to one of those tree-lighting events before, just because it never interested him. "So how does all this work?"

[con-artist-wilson]

Yeah, but you didn’t have to turn me. You could’ve just fuckin’ killed me. It’s better than having to crave crappy blood, you idiot.

[leonburnex-blog]

Don't complain.

[con-artist-wilson]

Do you think I wanted to live forever? It’s just the same shit, except now it never ends. Tell me. Why did you so desperately want to suck some asshole’s blood?

[leonburnex-blog]

Because I was hungry. I'm sure you're aware of that hunger.

And I needed someone to turn. You were just lucky.

[killianmd-deactivated20150104]

"I am not a fan of repeating myself, boy." Mordecai hummed, showing his lack of respect to the vampire by calling him ‘boy’ as he continued cutting the vegetables and sliding them into the boiling pot. "You have very limited time to leave my home until I am forced to believe you are actively threatening my life and take precautionary measures."

[leonburnex-blog]

"You have no right to go and call me a boy. I've got centuries on you, boy."

[con-artist-wilson]

Oh, I don’t know. You turned me into a vampire, maybe?

A pile of shit in my own fucking face beats your shitty gift.

[leonburnex-blog]

Tell me how great your life was before being turned. Now, you get to live forever. You get to hook up with girls, with guys, or whatever you want. That's not shitty.

[killianmd-deactivated20150104]

The more the man spoke, the less Mordecai cared for him. The witch smiled softly. “Why? Because you are a vampire? Because you have the possibility of severely injuring me or you out age me by God knows what.” The doctor shook his head, returning back to mincing some vegetables for a stew he was making. “Don’t waste your time. I am sure you can show yourself to the door.”

[leonburnex-blog]

"Look, I'm goddamn starving and I'm not going to hear any shit from you," Leon snapped, trying to figure out how the older — appearing, at least — man could keep so calm when threatened by someone so high up on the food-chain. He was a predator, dammit, and wanted to feel like it.

[con-artist-wilson]

And you didn’t ruin mine?

[leonburnex-blog]

Please, share how it's ruined.

[con-artist-wilson]

I could care less about this Christmas.

[leonburnex-blog]

You better give a shit about it. You've essentially ruined mine.

[killianmd-deactivated20150104]

Mordecai looked up and down the vampire’s form, his gaze hard and dangerous. “Should I be intimidated by you?” Mordecai mused, cocking his head and arching an eyebrow slightly.

[leonburnex-blog]

"I think you should be."

[killianmd-deactivated20150104]

"I highly suggest you rephrase your wording…" Mordecai stated, his tone controlled but with the slightest hint of warning as he turned and fixed his aged stare on the other. "…because one could mistaken that you are attempting to threaten me…"

[leonburnex-blog]

"They're not mistaken."

[jordan-adani]

House call || Jordan & Leon

[jordan-adani]

I’ll drive a stake right through you before you even get a chance. That’s what he wanted to say. But that would just spell trouble.

Jordan wasn’t going to bother with flirting since last time he almost died for it. He figured the vampire was either not into it or just plain wasn’t in a good mood that day. He’d wait for him to suggest it before making a move like that. Besides, sucking this guy off wasn’t the most appealing activity. “Those are always extra,” he commented, glancing down to the other’s groin. Nope. Did nothing for him whatsoever. He approached, pulling his hair to the opposite side of his neck and tying it with the elastic band around he kept on his wrist. “I’ll be willing to do it if you fork over maybe…sixty in cash on top of the hundred for the feeding. Package deal or whatever.” He really hoped he’d say no.

[leonburnex-blog]

Leon looked at Jordan with a grin, before patting on his thighs for him to come forth and straddle him. "No, I don't think I'm in the mood to blow that much money tonight," he replied. "But I'll take you up on the blood tonight."

It frustrated him slightly that he had to spend this kind of money to get a good meal, but it was something he had to learn how to control. Matt was right — after nearly three centuries, he should have been able to feed from someone without flat out snapping their neck. But hell, at least he was getting a discount.

[jordan-adani]

House call || Jordan & Leon

[jordan-adani]

Jordan did his best not to cringe when Leon brushed back his hair. He didn’t know how he put up with this everyday, constantly harassed by these monsters. But he needed the money. He desperately needed the money. He smirked, “Whatever you say.” He hoped that he would be able to make some cash tonight. Hopefully this guy wouldn’t leave him hanging. Hopefully he was hungry enough. “So do you wanna do this now or what?”

[leonburnex-blog]

"Fine. I'll drink. And if you change the price on me I will snap your neck. This time for real. No hospitals," Leon threatened. So what if there was some protection charm, or whatever it was on his belt? If there was a will, the vampire was sure as hell going to find a way. "Are your blowjobs still on the table?" he asked, walking to the couch and plopping down. Leon wasn't entirely serious on the question, but spread his legs apart nonetheless. He wanted to make it awkward.