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mm_j ([info]mm_j) wrote in [info]morningstar_mnr,
@ 2010-05-05 21:22:00

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Entry tags:elspeth, niles

Niles and Elspeth, her apartment, Wednesday Night.
Niles was drunk. So drunk he could hardly stand up, and as always, he found himself at Elspeth's door.
He couldn't blame her for her - father. She didn't even know. She hadn't asked for any of this, and he knew that. But fuck, he was so ANGRY. Angry at their situation, angry at the hopelessness of it all, and maybe a little angry at her for making him love her enough to get into this mess.

He knocked on the door, his forehead resting against the wood and his hand sliding up and down the smooth surface as he waited.



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[info]manorplayer_m
2010-05-06 01:32 am UTC (link)
Elspeth, glasses on and a thick folder in one hand, had been going over some lists of things that needed taking care of in the Manor. Of course, what else would she be doing late at night? She opened the door with a smile though, one that quickly faded at the sight of him. "What's wrong?"

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[info]mm_j
2010-05-06 01:36 am UTC (link)
He looked at her, but didn't smile. Instead, his eyes roamed over her from head to toe, then back up again. He loved her so much it was like a punch to the gut.

"Happy Cinco de Mayo, baby," he said as he stepped in and shut the door behind him, then put his hands on her hips. "Mmm. C'mere."

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[info]manorplayer_m
2010-05-06 01:46 am UTC (link)
She went willingly enough, though she was a little taken aback. "You're...very drunk."

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[info]mm_j
2010-05-06 01:52 am UTC (link)
He started backing her up, one hand coming up to pluck the glasses from her face and sit them down on the back of the couch before her back met the wall.

"I'm very a lot of things right now," he said as his hands slid around to grip her ass and he lifted her up a little to notch in between her legs.

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[info]manorplayer_m
2010-05-06 01:57 am UTC (link)
"Niles..." She sighed a little, her arms going around his neck. It was useless to resist him this, not that she wanted to. But it was a little unsettling. He looked...well..

Dark.

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[info]mm_j
2010-05-06 02:07 am UTC (link)
He did little more than grunt at the sound of his name and pressed all the way against her, his hands kneading her ass as his face tucked into her neck, mindless of the stubble there. He needed to drown himself in her and be reminded that this was all worth it.

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[info]manorplayer_m
2010-05-06 02:19 am UTC (link)
"Niles," she said a little more sharply. "You're drunk."

He was pressing her too hard. Too sloppy.

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[info]mm_j
2010-05-06 02:37 am UTC (link)
"So?" he said as he leaned back to look at her. He was in a bad mood. Maybe even spoiling for a fight. Why?

He loved her.
He was going to sell his soul for her.

Just then, he wanted to tell her everything. He wanted her to know what he was doing for her, so she could know how much he loved her. So she could forgive him for being a prick, which he knew himself well enough to know he was going to be.

"You get drunk. I heard all about it."

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[info]manorplayer_m
2010-05-06 02:37 am UTC (link)
She froze a little bit, then looked at him with narrow eyes. Not pulling away. Not yet.

"What?"

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[info]mm_j
2010-05-06 02:39 am UTC (link)
"I said I heard that you like to go out and get drunk too," he said as he leaned back and crossed his arms. "So what if I'm drunk?"

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[info]manorplayer_m
2010-05-06 02:45 am UTC (link)
"I do not," she said carefully, now pulling away, "like to go out and get drunk."

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[info]mm_j
2010-05-06 02:49 am UTC (link)
His eyes narrowed.

"Don't lie to me," he said plainly. "I've never lied to you."

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[info]manorplayer_m
2010-05-06 02:53 am UTC (link)
She blinked, lips parting in disbelief. "Lie...lie to you? What the..."

Anger twisted and turned inside her, and she bit back bitterness.

"You make it sound like I'm an alcoholic or something." She lifted her chin, arms crossing.

It was true she had, in her lifetime, gone out and had something to drink. More often she'd done her drinking by herself, or in places where nobody knew her, but yes, there had been times she'd been a bit more indiscreet than was her norm. It didn't make her a...drunk.

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[info]mm_j
2010-05-06 02:56 am UTC (link)
"I didn't say you were a fucking alcoholic," he said in a dangerously quiet voice. "I said that you liked to get drunk too. I've heard. From people that wouldn't lie to me. The pot can't be pissy with the kettle for being black."

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[info]manorplayer_m
2010-05-06 03:01 am UTC (link)
"You've been talking about me?" she said, backing up a step, his words like a needle in every one of her sensitive spots. "With who? Why? Why would anyone..."

She again bit back her words, heat flooding over her. Dismay and distaste and shame. "It's been months and months, anyway," she added in a low voice.

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[info]mm_j
2010-05-06 03:02 am UTC (link)
"Of course I talk about you," he said with a shake of his head. "I love you. I'm fucking crazy about you. Why wouldn't I? Christ, you have no idea. None."

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[info]manorplayer_m
2010-05-06 03:04 am UTC (link)
"I love you too," she said after a moment, though it didn't taste any better to say that than anything else she'd said tonight. "Why are you angry about that?"

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[info]mm_j
2010-05-06 03:09 am UTC (link)
"You have no idea," he repeated, just because it was the only thing beating around in his head. She had no idea who or what her father was. No idea what he'd done just to stay with her.

"Is it worth it? Would you give up everything to stay with me? Do you love me that much?"

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[info]manorplayer_m
2010-05-06 03:10 am UTC (link)
She didn't understand this, but moved closer to him anyway, to take his face in her hands. She looked into his eyes. "Niles, I love you. I don't have anything to give up, because you're everything I could ever want."

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[info]mm_j
2010-05-06 03:16 am UTC (link)
"How do you know?" he said, gripping her wrists to keep her hands on him because he needed her there. "How do you know?"

Niles had never been one to feel things - clearly. It was such a huge sacrifice. Something that couldn't be taken back.

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[info]manorplayer_m
2010-05-06 03:19 am UTC (link)
"How does anyone know?" She asked quietly, wincing only slightly at his grip. "What's going on with you? What is this?"

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[info]mm_j
2010-05-06 03:29 am UTC (link)
He wanted to tell her everything. He wanted to admit that he was afraid. He had every reason to be, didn't he? What was there to be afraid of, if not the devil himself?

But he just couldn't.

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[info]manorplayer_m
2010-05-06 03:41 am UTC (link)
"Was it something I did?" She asked, wracking her brain to think of what she might've done. She hadn't called him back right away the last time. Was that it? She'd been busy with work, not paying him enough attention?

Her heart sank. Was she screwing this up?

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[info]mm_j
2010-05-06 03:45 am UTC (link)
"Christ," he muttered, alcohol taking the smooth talking that he usually possessed away from him. "No. No. Not you. You don't even know. It's me. Me," he said, shaking his head.

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[info]manorplayer_m
2010-05-06 03:47 am UTC (link)
"What's you?" She said, confused. "I thought everything was going well..."

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