Look But Don't Touch.

Try not to waste my time, difficult as that may be. And don't touch me.

[caretofondue-blog]

“I promise you I won’t leave you, I’ll be here with you always.”

[lincoln-slade]

Do you really think I don’t know what they go through? Damn it, Nathan, this place was new to me. I went by different morals and different codes. You met me and I was wearing a suit to Club Desires because I didn’t know any better. It was hard for me to adapt and at times it’s still hard for me adapt but you don’t see me tucking my tail and leaving and I’m a drifter. I don’t stay in one place more than just a few weeks at a time but I’ve been here. I have the perfect excuse to leave because of Niklas. But I’ve been here, Nathan, and I’m staying and that’s because of you. You’re the one that has taught me how to adapt here… so don’t tell me these things as if I’m just a normal one in this city because I’m not. I’m the exception to everything here.

But what are you saying here, Nathan? Do you… do you not want this anymore with me? I didn’t realize this was such an inconvenience. I don’t… I don’t know what else to say.

[outcastinacrowd-blog]

You're no longer the exception, Lincoln. You just-- You have no idea about any of it. For the first time since I can remember I know what it feels like to be happy, I lost my brother but gained a sister, and at the end of it all I feel like something is wrong because this has never happened before! I just--

Do-- Do you have any idea-- Of course you don't. Jesus, Lincoln...you and I-- You're the farthest thing from an inconvenience in my life. What else is there to say? I clearly can't even talk to the one person I should be able to tell anything because my socialization is off due to my warped childhood. Just-- How can you even think I'd want you to leave? Do you really think I'm capable of abandoning you like that? Like Niklas did to you?

[faithandsacrifice-blog]

…..

What did I do?

[outcastinacrowd-blog]

....

Nothing. I hope.

[lincoln-slade]

Being human has nothing to do with it. Yeah, it’s hard here for a human but what he’s really guilty of is not recognizing what he had going for him. How much easier he had it than others. And how much others who have it unbearable with their own Masters would have given just to be in his shoes. He was very well taken care of and he took you and your kindness for granted at the end. That’s what he’s guilty of. But you know, now that I think about it… maybe it’s my fault. I’ve taken a lot of your time from them. Maybe I’m the greedy one in this. I don’t know. But I know that this isn’t your fault.

[outcastinacrowd-blog]

It has everything to do with it, Lincoln. This world, our rules, our lives, it's not like what you find out there. We live by a different set of codes and morals than them. Here, they're sold as pets, used as cattle or even just pure amusement...what human would want a monster like me, like any of us?

Don't you dare blame yourself for this. It was wrong of me to think I could handle so much change in such a short time. I've been alone my entire life and now-- Now I just don't know who or what I'm becoming. For the first time I feel conflicted as to how I should act because this, all of this...it's never happened before. Don't you get it? People don't stay around with me. They take what they want and then they leave. They always leave.

[daniellehowls-deactivated201301]

I’m sorry Fratello…I did’t…I’m sorry.

[outcastinacrowd-blog]

It's fine.

But now...the loss is more familiar than anything. I'll be fine soon enough.

[lincoln-slade]

It’s not your fault that he was foolish enough to take freedom over being with you, Nathan. You act as though you made him. You gave him the choice… for what reason I have no idea… but the fact that he even left is not on you. That’s on him. That was his greedy choice, to leave when you’ve been nothing but caring to him because he had nothing to run from but being owned in general.

[outcastinacrowd-blog]

It's my fault I didn't stop him.

All he'll ever be guilty of is being human in a world such as ours and in the end it will still be my fault. I made a promise to him, to David, and I broke it.

[lincoln-slade]

You know I hate to see you torturing yourself like this.

[outcastinacrowd-blog]

....

Why shouldn't I put the blame where it's deserved?

[daniellehowls-deactivated201301]

O-oh.

[outcastinacrowd-blog]

So in the end, whatever happened to him--

It's my fault.

[daniellehowls-deactivated201301]

Why would you do that?

[outcastinacrowd-blog]

I...

...I loved him.

[daniellehowls-deactivated201301]

I’m not sure I understand. He left to be free and yet still died. No thanks, I pass. I rather be a slave and live the rest of my meager life here. 

[outcastinacrowd-blog]

Then his death will be on my hands if he is in fact dead. It was my choice to offer him freedom in the first place.

[daniellehowls-deactivated201301]

He was foolish. 

And probably dead by now. 

[outcastinacrowd-blog]

....

It's a likely possibility yes. But at least he died free than enslaved somewhere he no longer wished to be.

[daniellehowls-deactivated201301]

There is no free when you’re born a slave.

[outcastinacrowd-blog]

Even slaves can taste freedom.

...John did.

[xpaulwalker]

[lincoln-slade]

A look of mixed emotions grace Lincoln’s face as Nathan approaches closer with the suggestion of feeding. It’s clear by his appearance that he’s weak and he feels every bit of weak as he looks, if not more. “Nathan…” he shakes his head slightly after watching his lover claw his abs to the point where he’s bleeding. Just the aroma of the blood as it’s drawn makes his eyes glow, and as he feels the hunger he’d denied for a few days now start to consume him, even more so as Nathan smears the blood on his lip, he closes his eyes and shakes his head and turns his face away. “I can’t…”, he says in a bit of a shaky voice. “If I do, I’ll be addicted and I don’t want to use you like that.” He tries so hard to fight against licking the blood from his bottom lip, but he isn’t able to fight for long, licking his lip clean of it.

[outcastinacrowd-blog]

"You don't get it do you?" Nathan breathes out as he watches the subtle changes. "You'll never be using me." The wolf runs his fingers through blond hair and his gaze softens. Lincoln cares so deeply about this, about not becoming an addict to him. Slowly he pushes  his lover down into the sand, bringing a chilled hand to his chest, to the steady pulse. Languidly bloodied hands coax those muscles to relax as he settles atop him leaving little room to move much less argue. Straddling him, Nathan runs his fingers along the curve of the throat beneath his hands. "I am yours," Dark eyes shift slowly to pale white as he looks down upon the other man, "Just as you are mine." Claws slide through the chilled sand as he lowers himself further to nearly catch the vampire's lips in a ghost of a kiss. Nathan is gentle, brushing their noses in a brief affectionate gesture. "You cannot take and use me the way you mean..." His gaze softens further. "I have already given myself to you." With that he bites the inside of his cheek, lets the liquid warmth fill his mouth, before claiming Lincoln's mouth firmly in a slow bloody kiss.

[lincoln-slade]

Hm? Does this give you ideas?

[outcastinacrowd-blog]

"You must be hungry by now." Nathan changes the topic smoothly, feet making little noise upon the sand as his fingers alight onto his shirt and without hesitation pulls it free, away from skin and lets it drop to the ground. Ideas can wait. All of it, the city, the Hunters, it can wait. Bending down to smooth a hand along Lincoln's cheek, the wolf looks upon the vampire. Oh but he knows how there will be hesitation and so little room is offered as he stands there above his mate in the shadows, the sand, and the echoing roll and crash of the waves. Claws drag inward upon his own body. Crimson licks a slow path down the slow curve of his abdomen before a finger coated with it is smeared across Lincoln's lower lip. There is no offer, no, merely an order born of worry; Feed.

[yoryu-siin-deactivated20170226]

[legitcray]