#velvetdae

[florasce]

{/He erases the message for about the tenth time, he doesn't want to sound too worried or even too casual for that matter and so he's indecisive, his anxiety taking over. [/Text] I haven't seen you in a while.

{As his phone vibrates in his pocket, his walking coms to a stop, sanguine stained fingers slipping into his pockets in a rush. What if it was Luhan? He fiddled a little with the device before he managed to unlock the screen, disappointed to see another name on the display, but still a tad happy to hear from the younger.;} 

[Text] I'm not home. Sorry Dae, dealing with a few problems. 

[florasce]

Daehwan stumbles on his feet but quickly surfaces, he's a little nervous, he doesn't usually give things to people, he's a bad gift giver really, but this time he thinks he's done something right. He taps his fingers against the thick box behind his back and gives a warm smile before presenting it to you. "I know it's not much, but uh. This was what my grandfather gave to my grandmother a long time ago." He finds himself shuffling a little bit, chewing on the inside of his cheek. "I got it polished and winded, so that you'll never run out of time, so, listen to it when you're feeling upset yeah?" His eyes form little half moon crescents and he chuckles softly. "Happy Holiday." Whenever you open it, the song begins to play light and air, the little ticks that follow are the time that it keeps.

He gazed at the male with a concerned expression for a moment or to, prior to knowing what he was aiming to do of course, the obvious display of nervousness having him on edge for quite a while however when offered the box he took it with delicate hands, tipping his head as he listened to the younger's words, expression softening little by little as the short speech went on. When Daehwan had fallen into silence for a moment or two, Leon was quick to open the preset he had gotten, eyeing the small item with curios eyes, twisting and turning it in his hands before opening the lid with ease. The melody was purely beautiful as it spread throughout the room, mesmerizing as it reached the vampire's ears and he loved it already after a few seconds. However he soon closed the lid again, with care to add to it, looking up at the mortal with a soft grin upon his lips. "This, is a truly wonderful gift, Daehwan. And I will treasure it with my whole being. And the fact that it's a family trinket of yours makes it very valuable to me. Thank you Daehwan. And happy holidays to you too."

[florasce]

► Ruffle my hair and a peck on the cheek. {`Smiles excitedly.}

Your requests are so innocent, Angel. But alas, for now, your wish is my command. {he smirks for a moment, raising his right hand to ruffle soft strands with ease, unable to hold back the pleasure he takes in the simple action as soon bending both back and knees to peck the male's cheek with outmost care, pulling back after a second.;} There you go. {he retrieves his hand, nodding once.;} Wish granted. 

[florasce]

♚ Protecting shield;

Protect:My character keeps yours safe from harm.

He had received the call minutes ago, and the sounds made occupied his mind. It had been unpleasant. Shrieks, heavy breathing and scuffle sounds and then nothing. The dial tone had echoed in his mind for several long seconds before he had actually been able to realize something had to be off, and of course he was worried. The breathing heard had been identified as Daehwan's, it was easy for him to terminate the difference. His heartbeats had been paced and it had really sounded like he had been running. Sounds of cars hadn't exactly hadn't been distant and judged by what Leon could conclude, he hadn't been far away from the main road.  However, finding him would be tricky. He had nothing to start out with after all.  All this had lead him to his current position, on one of the rooftops. Hovering above the scattered alleyways like a hawk. Observing every moving being, senses on edge to catch even the smallest change. Where are you Angel? He thought as he furrowed his eyebrows, squinting as he inspected the asphalted streets below with his gleaming celadon orbs. 

It was quite late and the darkness had draped itself over Seoul like a veil, moon shining brightly above the few splashes of grey clouds. Streetlights and neon signs brightened the paths below little by little and nothing was left unseen, not even from his ten meter distance. Even so, there was nothing. The sigh escaping his lips was everything but light and reluctantly he left his spot to proceed to the next building without much effort. He braced himself for a second or two before dashing towards the edge with graceful motions, speed high as he reached the edge and pushed off. He flew through the air, almost as if he was as light as a feather, coat floating behind him, crimson strands in a complete mess when landing on the other side and of course he tugged his slender fingers through them to at least make them look a bit better. When everything was in order again, he resumed his search, crossing the rooftop and stopping by the edge on the opposite side of where he had landed. And there, he froze. He had found what he was looking for, the sound of paced footsteps, faint heartbeats. All of indicated what he thought and for a second or two, he had no idea what to do. Soon however, acting on mere instinct.  It was the easiest way after all.

For at least a tenth time, he flew through the air. Downwards this time. An eight meter fall if he had calculated it properly. And it wouldn't even cause a scratch upon his marble-like complexion. He landed with a dull thud, knees a bit bent and head lowered as he straightened himself. He brushed off traces of dirt form his coat, little did he know he had already dragged all of the attention to himself, only noticing as he looked up to face the gathered group of the men and the one he had been looking for, standing with his back pressed against brick. He shook his head as a smirk settled upon his lips, soon looking at the wide-eyed mortals. "Looks like you've lain hands on something that belongs to me." He uttered calmly as he stepped towards the group, hands in his pockets and steps as slow as ever. "How unfortunate." If there was anything one was supposed to know about Leon, it was the mere fact that he was quite the possessive being. Put your hands on the wrong person he wouldn't even hesitate to interfere, and so, what he did next was carried out without remorse. Mercilessly as always. He was a vampire after all. 

He cast a last glance at Daehwan, before turning back to the other mortals, eyeing them one by one. Two of them snarling, third one still standing frozen in his spot. The immortal smacked his tongue against his palate, grasping the male t the far right by his wrist before his intended step had been taken, jerking him forward effortlessly, turning him around and forcing his back against his own chest.  Within a second the loud crackling or bone breaking could be hear and the male went limp in his arms, head turned in an impossible angle. It had always been part of Leon's nature to snap necks, vampire or human made no difference. And so, he was unbothered by his deeds, releasing the mortal and watching as he caved to the ground, a wry chuckle escaping him. "Who's next?" He inquired with arched brows when he looked up again, faced by running backs. "Pity." He mumbled disappointedly, turning towards Daehwan and soon finding himself with his arms full of young mortal. A young teary eyed mortal with a busted lip to be exact. 

The immortal didn't hesitate to wrap his muscular arms around the small frame, a sigh crossing his lips as he looked down at the male. "I told you not to go out late. Are you daft?" He scolded, seeking eye contact and soon gaining it. Met by watered orbs. "Let's go home. You can sleep at my place today. Luhan won't mind if I explain the circumstances." Leon explained, pulling away from the embrace and instead reaching for the male's hand. 

"Come on."

[florasce]

♚ Bite me;

Bite Me: my character will bite yours on any part of their body

It wasn't the first time he saw someone experience endorphin withdrawal, but never had he seen something this bad.  The male's complexion was close to sallow by now, and it had the elder confounded. How many days had it been since he had his last dose? And why hadn't he said anything? Maybe it could be considered the crusnik's responsibility, however he didn't consider it such. Seeing as Sungjoon always had been keen on telling him when he was in need, Leon had never really thought of asking. Another disability acquired due to his lack of proper empathy. Or sympathy for that matter. The only reason to why he actually felt something for the poor, staggering lad was because he knew the consequences of withdrawal and how painful they were to become. If not already causing cramps. in the end, even death. Seeing as a mortal's organs became dependent on the endorphins after a long period of exposure, they would eventually fail. Kidneys, liver, heart. In that exact order. And seeing as Leon's endorphins were considerably stronger than a regular vampire's, the time span it took for someone to suffer consequences was a lot shorter. 

He sighed as he rose from his desk, hands in his pockets as he walked towards the younger, shaking his head a bit. "Little Angel. What have I said about reminding me?" He asked, stopping at a fair distance, reaching out to grasp his chin with his thumb and index finger, tilting his head upwards. THe skin was soft as always, heat tickling the pads of his digits but for once he didn't express how much it pleased him.  He wore a stern expression as he stared right into glossy eyes for a moment and then shut his own. "What should we do about this little mishap hm?" He awaited and answer, only receiving something in resemblance of a wheeze as he opened his eyes again, heaving a sigh.  It was an easy task he had ahead of him, but it was still a bit unpleasant. Human blood still tasted far too bitterly for him. Disgusting in all honesty. And it seemingly burned in his throat too and didn't sate the hunger, rather making it worse. Obliging like this meant he'd have to hunt later on the same day. Not that he minded much, but it was still craving an effort. 

He gripped the male by the wrist with his free hand, tugging him closer before leading him across the floor, towards his chair. He seated himself and then motioned for the younger to sit in his lap. When he was comfortably seated, Leon eyed his twisted appearance for a moment or two, eyes shutting as pads of chilled digits trailed the skin of his neck, pressing lightly against his carotid artery for a while, feeling his pulse.  another pair of seconds passed before sharp canine teeth were bared and the immortal slowly leaned forward to let them graze the fair complexion. Earning him a shudder. Soon teeth sunk into tender flesh, a silent little yelp escaping Dae Hwan's lips and Leon chuckled weakly, sound muffled by skin and blood.  The velvety texture of the crimson liquid was as delicate as always, though the taste was ghastly, and therefore he didn't drink much of it, merely letting his endorphins drift into the male's system. He was required to swallow a few mouthfuls here and there of course, and it made him shudder, the taste leaving traces upon his tongue that would remain for hours to come. 

When he finally pulled back, tongue running over his upper lip to clean it form the remaining crimson beads, he opened his eyes again. Met by the dazed expression the bitten ones usually wore, watching the silly smile for a while as the mortal wiggled in his lap. "Now off you go."  He uttered, voice still stern as he forced the male to rise, with a little help of course. And soon he was gone , out of the immortal's study, down the stairs and through the first hallway. That's when the sounds faded and Leon assumed he had left his home behind, eager on resuming his never ending work, but weary already after reading the first page.  Soon however, he was interrupted again. By the same male, standing in the door way with his head lowered, cheeks tinted with pink which caused Leon to sigh. "Sit. I'll talk to you soon. Deal with you, soon." He rubbed his forehead lightly, using his free hand to pint to one of the armchairs by the bookshelves.

"Soon."

[florasce]

Costume box!

Wear nothing but undergarments to seduce your muse

Well, this seems interesting. I wonder...{taps his fingers against his bottom lip, humming lowly.;} 

[emperorzitao]

{`He gives one jump to get it and stumbles a little on you, he reels himself back once he realizes he's in your space and rubs the back of his neck, his eyes downcast.} Uhm. {`It takes him a moment, tongue flitting over his bottom lip before he's biting on the tip of his thumb.} Candy?, That's usually the second thing I go to.

[/he’s amused by the way you immediately scramble away from him, watching the way your tongue drags over your lips] Wrong. [/he says smoothly, giving you a fake disappointed look] Come on, love. Get your mind in the gutter - my cock. And if you suck it well, it can even be a great source of protein. Everybody wins.

[sans-ivoe]

A nice cup of tea in his hand, and Sungjoon felt content. Currently he was in his apartment, situated in the armchair facing the window, just watching the street below. It was a rather cloudy evening, but it wasn't raining atleast. He would have gone on a walk, it had been a while since he left the complex, but the apprehension of meeting people overweighed the will to be outside. Taking a sip of his tea he pondered what to do next. Before he could even come up with an idea though, he heard his doorbell ring. He tensed. It was definitley not Leon, because today his master wasn't at home. 

He slowly rose from the armchair and stood. Atleast he would have to check who it was, his master had taught him better than to ignore people. Taking a deep breath he walked out into the hallway, once there he put down his cup of tea on the drawer and moved to open the door. Tentativly he opened the door a little to look ouside. What he sees outside greatly surprises him. There stands a boy, who can't be far from his own age. He has dusty blonde hair and wears a pair of glasses, and if Sungjoon isn't mistaken he looks a little bit uncomfortable standing here. Even though he has a feeling that this person isn't dangerous, he is still a bit weary. ''Uhm... hello, may I help you? Are you looking for someone, because I think you may be at the wrong door then... uhm... sorry.'' Sungjoon shifts his eyes around, not wanting to meet the other's eyes.