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“Another things I wasn’t expecting honestly…” he shrugged with a smile. “It is a little weird but I had been in the run for too long, now it’s nice to settle down for a little bit. I still can travel and come back to bring things for my boys.”
'Fair enough,' he hummed in agreement. It was strange to hear that something so good to come out of a place so sordid, but at the same time, reassuring. Call him old-fashioned or soft at heart, but Wolfram liked a happy ending. 'You're all very lucky to have found each other then.'
“Hm, that’s near me,” he said with a small smirk. “You really do need to learn your way around the castle, man.” He looked over at him, smiling a bit. “I don’t—I don’t think you’re going to go berserk or insane…I just don’t wanna make you uncomfortable. That’s all.”
'Damn, we could be neighbours,' Wolfram laughed, both bemused and pleased that their paths had crossed so close together. He'd never regretted something more than he regretted leaving Desmond behind, but once he had done it, he couldn't bring himself to go back. 'I'll figure it out in the end,' the vampire shrugged, looking at his old friend. 'I'm not uncomfortable, I promise. I'm gettin' better at the whole control thing.'
Alberich blushes faintly at the joke, replying, “I’m just curious… Surely that’s no crime?” He was about to move on to another area of the room when he suddenly found Wolfram at his side. “Just an assortment of odds and ends it seems,” he replied as he picked up an unlit candle, smelling it to see if it had a scent.
'Nah, but I heard it killed some cat,' he responded, still smirking at the other's interest. Not that Wolfram was one to talk; he was interested himself, curious gaze taking in each item. Some he recognised. Others, no fucking clue. Turning to look at Alberich, his smirk turned into a laugh. 'S'not scented. It's for.. Y'know, wax and stuff. Some people like it being dripped on them, that kind of shit. Used to have this client who was into that. I've still got a fuckin' burn scar somewhere from that asshole.'
Marcus nodded, willing to let the other get close if it meant he was taking off his collar. “Yes.” He replied, taking a step forward and lifting his chin so the other could get his collar off.
He smiled when the other granted permission, somewhat relieved that it hadn't started a second brawl. Taking another step closer, his hands raised and a moment later, the collar that had been around Marcus' neck was off. 'There,' the vampire murmured. 'Better?'
“Well if you have a headache you’re in the right place, I mean if you don’t have one YET I can’t exactly give you any medicine but you can still stay here and relax wile your head declutters, I promise it’s quiet in here, one thing that seems to be universally true of all species is that nobody likes going to the doctor,”
'I have a headache all the time,' he commented, shrugging it off. Wolfram couldn't remember what it was like not to have one. 'I don't, uh, feed on fresh blood. Survive on animal, so it leaves me with a few after affects.' The doctor hadn't asked him to elaborate, but Wolfram figured he might as well while he was here. 'You new here then?'
Jon watched as the cell door opened. He walked out cautiously and then looked around. It wasn’t true freedom, but he’d take it. For now. Looking back over at Wolfram, he nodded. “Thanks.”
'Don't mention it,' he murmured, waving the other's thanks off with one hand. Wolfram couldn't do much for slaves, besides this and even then, he wasn't too good at it because his lack of social skills made him somewhat uncertain how to handle each situation. 'You, uh, want food or.. I don't know, a beer? There's a few open places around or I've got a suite. I'm not much of a tour guide, to be honest, still learnin' what's where.'
“You know… now I’m actually wondering what that would be like.” Levi hummed thoughtfully. “It’s not that bad. After a month I’ve gotten kind of used to it. The worst part was being cold. Werewolves run hot naturally. I ran hot because I used my powers to do it. I never really realized how often I did it, cause it was second nature like putting on a sweater. When I felt too cold I just thought about it for a moment, and stopped.” he shrugged. “Perks of being a dragon.” he chuckled.
'Yeah, well. Don't go gettin' ideas. I don't think a collar would suit me,' he smirked, shaking his head. Wolf wondered if the collars would even have an affect on them. Doubted it, but he didn't feel like testing those theories to prove it. Just in case. His head cocked to one side in interest, brows raising when Levi explained what he was; dragon. 'Shit, man. You must be fuckin' huge. In dragon form, I mean. That wasn't a come on. Not that.. I'm sure that's adequate too,' the vampire's rambling broke off into a laugh. 'I could take it off, I think. See who wins the race then. Unless it's some claimed collar? In that case, s'not up to me.'
“Where are my options to take this?”
'I don't know, it's not like I drew up a fuckin' list. You're free to do whatever, man, not up to me,' the vampire shrugged. All depended on where the human wanted to take this, as far as he was concerned.
“Did you just call me ‘kid’?” He glanced over to the vampire, trying to lighten up the conversation. He’d noticed the silence and thought he’d cause the other to remember things they didn’t want to forget. “You don’t know? Do you need deciding?” He joked, lighting a new stick of cigarette. “I do?” He shrugged his shoulders. “Hey, feel free to do the same if it bugs ya. Gotta say though, I don’t have anything interesting to tell,” he gave the other a little nod before passing his cigarette.
'Yeah, and fuckin' what? You are a kid, compared to this old man,' the vampire smirked, appreciating Angel’s attempts to lift the mood. Wolfram wasn't used to having serious conversations. In fact, wasn't used to having conversations full stop, but even more so serious ones. Putting out his own cigarette, he laughed. 'No, I don't need help deciding. I'll figure it out in the end. I mean, it's not that I wouldn't claim someone. I could do, if the right person wanted it or whatever. S'not something I can plan.' Head shook, turning to offer the other a smile. 'I don't believe that. You seem interestin' enough to me.'
Rory had never had any issues with other supernatural creatures before. It probably had something to do with the fact he was a dragon and could do some significant damage when pissed off. But now he was rendered powerless, basically human, and that gave these vampires the balls to lock him up. He could go on about it being his own fault, but it seemed ridiculous that anyone thought it was a good idea to try to train a dragon as a pet. Eventually he’d get free of his collar, it couldn’t block his other form forever. That’s what he kept telling himself. “It was an antique necklace. A tree of life pendant with emeralds on the branches. Absolutely gorgeous, and worth quite a pretty penny.” He had seen that necklace and it wasn’t even a question of if he would take it. He’d always been good, but this time he’d done something wrong. “I’m still not sure how he knew it was me. Just showed up at my place days later with some friends and this godforsaken collar. Guess he knew better than to go in without backup.”
Stealing wasn't something Wolfram was unfamiliar with. He was a thief himself, had been as a human and despite becoming a vampire, he'd never quite lost that trait, often slipping his hand into another's back pocket to swipe whatever was there. Had never been punished for it, mind. Not like this. 'Could be worse, I suppose. People used to lose their hands for that kind of shit,' he commented, attempting to lighten the mood with a bad joke. Gaze drifted down to the collar when it was mentioned. 'S'it.. hurt, or just uncomfortable?'
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TOP 3 SPIRIT ANIMALS.
‘Artful Dodger, Bart Simpson & Top Cat.’
TOP 3 THINGS THAT MAKE YOU HORNY.
‘I like a bit of rough and tumble, none of that gentle shit. I’m not a piece of china. Y'know? I’m not goin’ to break. The more I feel it, the more into it I am. Hair-pullin’, strong grip. Gets me going, man. There’s also something real hot about a dude who knows what he wants and isn’t afraid to voice that out loud.’
TOP 3 SECRET KINKS NO ONE KNOWS ABOUT.
‘How the fuck is it a secret if I just spill that sort of shit out, huh?’ Ridin’ someone, being on his knees and being in public.
Ant opened his mouth to explain before closing it, deciding a demonstration would be the best. “It’s not an innuendo,” he grinned, licking his lips. He then turned ‘on’ his magic, so to speak, just enough so that Wolf would feel hot and bothered.
It wasn't what he'd been expecting. To be honest, Wolfram wasn't one hundred percent sure what he had been expecting, considering his lack of knowledge on other species. However, he felt the change in a matter of seconds; felt his cool skin tingle with sudden warmth and an undeniable pull that made him step closer without even realising it. He noticed a beat later, lips turning up into an almost bashful smile. 'Right, uh, got it,' the vampire murmured in understanding. ‘That must be the cause of some wild nights, huh?’
“You can’t find your room either?” He shook his head a bit. “Do you know the number? I can probably find it.” Desmond had always been pretty good with directions. He clenched his haw, pressing his lips together. “I didn’t mean too— mmm, I’ll be okay. Really.”
'I don't know, uh, 103, I think,' the vampire answered with a shrug. Wolfram knew he should've paid more attention to the information given upon arrival, but he'd been too distracted. It'd been a lot to take in at the time. Turning to look at Desmond, he raised a hand, placing it down on the other's shoulder. 'I'm teasin'. I'm fine. You can talk about blood to me, I won't go insane again, I swear.'
Marcus thought about that. If he ate down here someone might take his food. But with the vampire he may feed from him. “Off?” Marcus pulled at his collar.
There was a brief pause of hesitation, a part of Wolfram unsure if removing the slave's collar was a good idea considering their previous encounter. But, he was willing to give it a chance. 'I can take it off,' he answered, holding his hands up and moving forward with cautious steps. 'Is that alright?'
He snickered at the handcuff comment, amused as he walked further in the room. Alberich glanced over his shoulder at Wolfram when the other continued on, distracted from a shelf of a variety of items he was looking over. “Nope.. I mean– I got lured into one of the other.. play rooms here once, but I was a bit too distracted by the guy torturing me to get to look around.” He turned back to face Wolfram after taking another glance around the room, observing the other. “Sorry.. got a bit distracted– was eager to just kinda look and such. If you’d like to head back out though and continue looking for the kitchen we can.”
'Eager, huh? Calm down, Cassanova.' Dropping the handcuffs back down, Wolfram turned to examine something else, not even certain what half these contrapments were. The word 'torture' settled in his mind for a moment though he didn't dare question further, not sure if he should. 'Damn, sex has changed a lot since I was around,' he commented in a low chuckle, sounding both amused and baffled. Lifting his head, the vampire moved over to see what Alberich was looking at. 'What's over here then, eh? Might as well get the full tour before we leave.'