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When Things Turn Out Okay ...

Been so edgy this whole day because I had to conduct a Research Lesson for the CPDD (it's another one of those Singapore Acronyms that confuses the hell out of people not in the know).

So relieved to find out it didn't turn out as badly as I thought it did. Whew!

62 days down, 303 days to go.

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" ᏰіᎿє Ꮇє " ~ Dracula and Kili

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Dracula felt the need for comfort in the press of the youth’s head against his hand, and he allowed it to remain there. As the dwarf raised himself shakily, Vlad’s fingers slid to his shoulder and held him. ” Do not strain yourself , you are much weakened by what I took from you.” He admonished. He rarely stayed with a victim once he had fed, for generally he did not want to connect to them, but it was too late, he felt some recognition stir for the youth, for had he not himself once been so eager and full of fire ? Dracula laughed softly and shook his head at the youth’s confusion, evident in his wide eyes. " No indeed my creator is no such scaly beast, the name comes from the Order of Knights to which my father belonged, the Ordo Draconis. He took the name Dracul - the dragon, and bequeathed it to me. If you wonder what made me as I am now, for I was once a human, it was a female of this species.. a vampire. She was in fact, my wife.” He himself had questions. He knew of dwarves, but this one was rather different from the stocky, if not rotund, and very hirsute members of the race that he had seen previously. " Now you have my name, and a little of my history, but I must ask in turn, who are you, that called to me in the night, with such a strange desire.. or was it just bravado my young friend, to shout out " bite me ! I imagine that you got rather more than you bargained for with me." He smiled, the tips of his teeth showing over his full lower lip.

A small noise of defiance emitted from his parted lips as the other hushed him to stay still, his body not moving from his place as he gazed into his eyes softly. Indeed, this captor was rather…gentle with his being, full of concern and kindness. It was not what the dwarven prince had expected to come from this creature after his feast. In all honesty, Kili was sure that this night would be his last, but now….such thoughts were drifted into the back of his mind.

He blinked a few times while listening to the other’s words, his head tilting before raising his brows in surprise. Ah…so it wasn’t truly a real dragon, but more of a persona…or symbol. But once he mentioned of how he became this creature…this monster, Kili could not help but give a frown in response. What could he say? Sorry? No…there were no words that would be appropriate.

The young archer twitched slightly as soon as he was questioned on his background, a small smile forming on his lips as he spoke in a soft tone. ”I am Kili, son of Dis and nephew of Thorin, who shall become King under the Mountain someday…though…it shall take a while now..” He hesitated before clearing his throat, continuing his tale with a louder tone. ”Our line of Durin cannot easily be broken, you see, but a beast is determined to. A dragon had taken our home, pillaged and plundered….We are but wandering shadows of greatness. But my Uncle Thorin shall take back Erebor, and defeat the Mighty Smaug and reclaim our homeland! …So what he has told us.”

How strangely this chance encounter had turned out. Dracula had answered the dwarf’s cry on a whim, never truly intending to kill him, just teach him a lesson of sorts. He had killed indiscriminately in the past, but over time he wearied of that, like everything else. Also, he took pride in having some measure of control over the beastly desire that forced him to take blood to survive and since he did not need to kill in order to sate his thirst, he had held himself in check. But Vlad had not expected to feel anything for the youth, was he becoming soft he wondered, or was it just the pity an immortal has for those who may at any moment face death ? Their lives burn bright but quickly fade, and there is a beauty and a sadness in that, to one who is cursed to live forever, but must remain in the shadows. Something about Kili’s story stirred memories and longings in his breast for a time when he was concerned with the affairs of the world, and rode at the head of his own army. He looked down at the other’s face, which despite his current weakness showed his pride in his kin.

“ The King under the Mountain eh ? So it is royal blood I have tasted.” the vampire said, his strong accent making the title sound even more dramatic.” And that would make you, Kili, a Prince among your people, yes ? Hmm, in my own lands I was one such, though we call our Princes “ Voivodes” which means warrior - prince, for there, to wear a crown means to be constantly at war to keep it." It was then, that what Kili said about the dragon struck him. “ But wait... you mean to say that a real dragon lives under this mountain of Erebor. Now that is something I should like to see... I think once there were dragons in my country, for the legends speak of them, but I believe that they were all killed long ago.” He smiled, “ So if the sons of men can prevail against them, perhaps your people will rid the lands of this troublesome one also. No ? ”

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13. Stomach Kiss

Movement beneath him made the dwarf stir, and Thorin blinked slowly as he woke, stretching his back as a hand reached up to rub at his tired eyes. He was tempted to lie his head down once more and doze off; he was far, far too comfortable to entertain the notion of getting up just yet. Above him, however, a small chuckle sounded, and a hand tangled in his hair, and Thorin raised his head, meeting the dark eyes of his youngest nephew. Whose stomach he was currently using as a sort of makeshift pillow.

A smile tugged at his lips. He pushed the fabric of Kili’s tunic up and out of the way, trailing a few soft kisses on the skin beneath. “Must you be so antsy?” he muttered tiredly as he settled his head down once more. “Ten more minutes, Kili. That is all I ask...”

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