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Armand (vagabond_child) wrote in labyrinth_rpg,

The smile rose unbidden to his lips, just a pure expression of joy and contentment at the redhead's words. For a vampire, there was little as terrifying as the sun, and, joking or not, Schuldig had just offered to fight it if it hurt Armand. He didn't need to take it literally to find it beautiful, especially given his own relatively recent experience with the sun and the attempted sacrifice of himself. Unable to speak, he just gave the human a look that spoke of love, ultimate devotion, and gratitude, before he nuzzled against him just as affectionately as the tiny cat often did.

He did, however, raise his head and look directly at the redhead, and even spoke, having recovered slightly. "Yes, yes, I fed. Innocence and hurt in that one. And he belongs to death, which only made it that much sweeter." He sighed softly in remembered contentment, pleased with himself. He always did like tangling himself with powerful, dangerous forces, and Der Tod was certainly that. "I don't think his friend will be pleased..." Which apparently pleased Armand.

The vampire purred softly to himself as his human master led him firmly. Oh, he could pull away. It wouldn't even be remotely difficult. But he'd always wanted someone strong to lead him, and was grateful when someone took that role on. Dark eyes flashed back at Schuldig, speaking of his approval. Whimsically, he pulled all of the feelings he was having, of pleasure of being dominated, of arousal, and of affection, into a tight beam, which he directed into his lover's brain.

The simple illusion would have decieved him completely. He was a rather literal being, and the way things looked was how they were for him. So when Schuldig effortlessly penetrated it, his eyes went wide, and he followed the telepath without question. As they passed through the walls and into the convoluted stone corriders of the labyrinth, he looked around. "The king could kill me, simply by making this too hard to do in the hours before the sun rises." But sitting around worrying about it wouldn't do anything, so he sighed and set off in a random direction. Through twists and turns, and several dead ends, he followed the paths until they came to a sort of enclosed place. The walls slammed shut behind them, trapping them in. The only exit was two doors set in the wall, with two strange goblins guarding them.