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Tweak says, "vidi vici veni"

Malakai Chmelyk // 'Volos' (volos) wrote in utr_logs,
@ 2009-01-24 21:21:00

Entry tags:

ilya monroe, malakai chmelyk, rurik markov, timey wimey plot

Who: Malakai, Ilya, and Rurik
What: Effects of the Timey Wimey plot, vampire style
When/Where: Tonight, an abandoned house outside Rurik's shop, USA
Warnings: Graphic imagery, mun-coordinated violence, character death. Ish.

Malakai hesitated at the top of the stairs leading to the basement of the dilapidated house he had sensed Rurik in, trying to compose himself for the eventual scene. The smell of drugs and blood flooded his senses, and he had to focus, really focus just to hear the flighty heartbeat of the man downstairs. He couldn't feel the witch's magic in the air, which was perhaps the most unnerving thing, and he finally steeled himself enough to make the trip down the stairs.

He wasn't sure which was more upsetting; the sight of the man hanging from the ceiling, hooks straight through his shoulders, pale enough to already be dead, or the fact that he was momentairly relieved that the man was still in one piece. His steps toward the body were slow, hesitant, as if he was afraid his return was going to ruin the illusion, and scare the man's soul from his body. Once he was close enough, he reached up to undo the chains from the ceiling, taking him down with the hooks still intact. Removing them would cause him to lose the rest of his blood.

Malakai was startlingly gentle as he set Rurik on a nearby table, sitting upright to try and prevent as much bloodloss as possible. He moved forward to draw the man's head to his shoulder, shocked at how cold he felt. He was in shock, he realized, feeling the tremble in his hand as he brushed the man's hair from his face.

"What happened, lover? How did it come to this?" He rocked them gently, waiting for Ilya to arrive, or Rurik to rouse himself, unsure of just what else he could do.

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volos
2009-01-25 12:29 am UTC (link)

The vampire- other vampire- busied himself with doing his own feeding, taking the other boy to himself and killing him clinically, not thinking about it, knowing better than to think about anything but keeping himself alive.

Once he was done, he set the boy aside, licking and wiping his lips to get rid of the rest of the blood. He stood a small distance away, watching Rurik feed, still unsure of how to best help him.

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spellseeker
2009-01-25 12:35 am UTC (link)

After discarding the body, Rurik dropped to his knees, over taken by a frenzy, hands tugging at the boy's clothes, hands thrust into pockets, as if looking for something. After a moment, he shoved the body away harshly, and dropped back onto his ass on the cold basement concrete floor, a small brown prescription pill bottle in his hand, the beginning of his personal collection.

His darkened eyes flashed on Kai. For a long moment he simply looked at the other, unable to coordinate his thoughts and his mouth to speak. After a moment, he stood and slipped the bottle into his pocket. He gave a short nod. "Thank you." The words were English, which may or mahy not have greater meaning.

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volos
2009-01-25 12:41 am UTC (link)

Malakai watched the scene with a clinical air, noting the reaction to the pill bottle, nodding once in recognition of that fact. He was curious to see if Rurik would be able to drag himself down from the edge. Satisfied when he did, Kai didn't even notice the slip back into English, more happy for the sentiment than worried about its delivery.

"I love you." He felt the need to say it again, to reiterate it once more before discussing the reality of what had happened. "Come now, it's nightfall. We should get you home," He purposefully stuck to Russian, to see just what reaction he would receive.

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spellseeker
2009-01-25 12:45 am UTC (link)

Rurik had no reaction to the Russian. He merely nodded and stepped over the fallen bodies. He vaguely remembered Ilya had been present, and assumed Ilya would take care of the bodies after they'd left. He was fine with that.

"I love you, lover," Rurik murmured as he reached for Kai's hand, giving it a squeeze. He was far calmer, now, than he'd been before the feed.

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volos
2009-01-25 12:51 am UTC (link)

Kai accepted the hand with a light squeeze, but didn't go for a kiss, or even a hug, unsure if Rurik would be alright with more contact. He led the way over to the stairs and up out of the basement, noting Ilya's presence down the hall, but not addressing him. If he cleaned the basement once they were gone, fine. If not, Malakai would be reutrning the next day while Rurik rested anyway, to try and earn some answers himself.

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spellseeker
2009-01-25 12:55 am UTC (link)

Ilya hadn't expected to be addressed, and stayed as he was until the pair was gone. He went immediately to work taking care of the bodies. He thought to simply burn the house down, but then there would be an investigation and what not, and he didn't want to draw attention to certain things, so instead he opted to bury the bodies in the back yard.

Rurik felt a warmth in his bones like he'd not felt before, and it staved off the cold when he followed Kai outside into the cool evening air. Shaking his head, he simply followed Kai, silent and reflective, his fingers caressing the pill bottle in his pocket.

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volos
2009-01-25 03:47 am UTC (link)

The walk back to the house was considerable, and spent in silence, Malakai keeping watch on Rurik out of the corner of his eye as they went. He realized, in that moment, the remorse that he felt, and had to look away, if only to keep himself from questioning it. From asking things he didn't want to know the answer to.

It was almost an hour before they made it to the house, and only the fact that Kai had visited it earlier stopped the sight from shocking him. The place was in shambles, broken glass and knick-knacks strewn everywhere, the spirits living in its walls obviously angered by the scene. Still, he payed the feelings of ill-will no mind, kicking his way through the debris towards the couch.

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spellseeker
2009-01-25 11:09 am UTC (link)

Rurik was silent during the journey. His mind rolled and reeled, thoughts and memories careening against his consciousness, too fast and too numerous to really get a handle on things. He was confused and scared, perhaps even a little bit angry.

Malakai had given him the choice, to die or to become a living dead, and he'd made that choice after a week of unimaginable pain and betrayal, that he now remembered in minute detail. He had called on his sheer will to keep himself alive, thinking if he were alive for Kai to torture and torment, he might save others from that fate.

He decided then and there he would not subject others to that horror, by his own hand. He resigned himself that he could not control Kai, perhaps he never had, though he had had some measure of influence over him, when he'd been able to offer him his blood. That was no longer an option, and Rurik was no longer certain where he stood with the Invidia.

He felt himself tense as they approached his shop. He remembered the sound of breaking glass, though he knew the damage hadn't been so complete when Kai had dragged him from the old house to the house where he was kept. He sighed, the swoosh of unnecessary air in his lungs an odd, unfamiliar feeling.

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volos
2009-01-25 01:23 pm UTC (link)

Kai heard the sigh, and it was on his tongue to offer to take Rurik somewhere else. He knew, however, that the offer would be irresponsible. He and Rurik needed to work out their differences, on familiar ground, before he trusted the man to a room full of living, breathing humans.

It didn't help his confidence to know just how much stronger, physically and magically, Rurik was now. Stronger than him, definately, and apparently much more erratic with his moods, even now. He simply had to hope he would be able to get his lover's mind back to him, and soon. There was a half-drank bottle of bloodwine open on the table next to the couch, and he drew it to himself to take a drink.

After a long moment, he finally broke the silence. "You need your rest, Rurik. Go, sleep. I will.. clean the mess,"

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spellseeker
2009-01-25 02:24 pm UTC (link)

"You expect me to sleep?" Rurik said with a lilt of annoyance to his voice. How could he possibly sleep, after all that had happened? After all that he'd been through, after all that Kai had done to him. Sleep was the farthest thing from his mind.

"You destroyed my shop, Malakai." He sighed, again with that odd feeling of air in his lungs. He frowned and ran a hand through his hair. "I suppose it doesn't matter. I've no need for it now."

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volos
2009-01-25 02:42 pm UTC (link)

"You have to heal, Rurik. I will fix the shop." He heard the annoyance, the sigh, and didn't even have it in him to get angry in return. It really was deserved.

Taking one last drink of the bloodwine, he set the bottle aside, turning a wary glance on his new fledge.

"I do not know what to tell you, darling. You can do what you want. But I wish you would just take the day to let your body heal." He knew it would take much longer for the man's mind to handle the reality, but at least the physical was just a matter of rest.

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spellseeker
2009-01-25 02:52 pm UTC (link)

"I don't give a damn about the shop," Rurik retorted. He huffed to the stairway and made his way upstairs, feed stomping like led on each step. He was very aware he was acting like a child, and he didn't care. He'd been denied a childhood, in any case. Maybe now was the time to claim it.

He reached the crest of the stair and turned to go into the room he'd claimed as his own when he'd taken possession of the house. So long ago, that seemed now, when he was merely a witch, rather than a vampire with a witch's strength and background.

It was really quite irresponsible of Malakai to turn him, he thought. If he retained his power and strength, he would surely be a force to reckon with, if he chose...

"Malakai!" He hollared, turning back to the stair.

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volos
2009-01-25 03:02 pm UTC (link)

Considering the magnitude of the tantrum he'd thrown after being turned, Rurik's stomping and carrying on didn't affect him.

That was, of course, until he heard the tone of the man from upstairs. From the bedroom. He wasn't sure if that was supposed to be arousal, or rage, but he walked up the stairs either way, knowing whatever came would be deserved.

He stopped just outside the doorway, eyes running over Rurik's posture appraisingly. "What-?"

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spellseeker
2009-01-25 03:10 pm UTC (link)

Rurik slouched in the doorway, a shoulder to the frame. His body ached, but the aches were pleasantly tingling at the moment. Whatever magic had been at work in the bedroom before seemed stronger now, almost tangible, and yet just out of reach.

As Kai reached the top of the stair, Rurik drew his hand up and crooked a finger. The bedroom was where things had started, a week before, Rurik recalled. When the pair had woken up to turmoil and distress. Rurik hadn't figured out what had happened, and he assumed Kai had not found any answers either.

For the moment, he didn't care. Lust and need throbbed at his groin, and nothing else mattered, for the moment. He'd deal with other things when he had his immediate needs taken care of.

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volos
2009-01-25 03:15 pm UTC (link)

The scent of sex hit him full-on, and there was only a second of hesitation before he closed the space between them, arms wrapping around Rurik's shoulders to pull him forward for a hard, passionate kiss. He was careful not to escalate things past his ability to control, knowing that not only would it be disrespectful to his lover, he would inevitably lose that fight.

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spellseeker
2009-01-25 03:19 pm UTC (link)

All at once, Rurik had Kai turned and backed against the wall, his knee shoved roughly between Kai's thighs. His hands groped and pulled at the other's clothes, his intent to get them off swift and unmistakable. He would rip the material, if it came to that, and he didn't care if he ruined the garments.

His right hand dropped to take hold of Kai's cock, finding it hard and swollen with arousal, the weight firm and familiar in his hand. "I will have you, now," he growled out, the surge of the blood and the arousal and whatever spell held the room making him more assertive than he'd ever been, taking all his unresolved and unpleasant memories of sex and turning it to desperate need.

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volos
2009-01-25 04:39 pm UTC (link)

Covered in blood spilled between them, and the grime and sweat of his lover's final moments, Malakai wasn't partial to the clothing on him anymore, letting it be ripped as it was removed. He would burn it all later, if he had the chance, just to rid himself of the smell. For now, though, there would be no thought paid to the garments once they were gone- the now-clammy but still warm flesh under his hands had all his attention, and he surged forward to press his mouth along the man's jaw. There were no teeth. He would never presume to bite the witch, no, the other vampire, again. But the kisses were still passionate, with their own sort of hardness, as his hands gave Rurik's clothes the same treatment, ripping and tearing at the fabric.

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	spellseeker 2009-01-25 06:23 pm UTC (link)
	Once they were both divested of their clothes, Rurik roughly handled Kai to turn him around, to face the wall. His first act of dominance was swift, as he thrust his hips forward, his cock angled against Kai's ass. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	volos 2009-01-25 06:33 pm UTC (link)
	Malakai growled and gave a nominal struggle, but didn't push it. He would let Rurik have the night to work through his rage, feel a bit less like the victim, before trying to right the balance. There was a sharp stab of burning pain as he was penetrated, and Kai bit the side out of his mouth for the blood, to distract him from the urge to fight back. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

spellseeker
2009-01-25 06:42 pm UTC (link)

Rurik was driven by all the balled up feelings inside him, so many confused trails of through that ended in more questions that his mind seemed to be in a fog. He rutted his hips, driving himself against Kai, feeling very little pleasure in the act, but at the same time unable to stop. He needed this, needed to know he could control something when so many things were spinning out of his reach.

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	volos 2009-01-25 06:50 pm UTC (link)
	He stilled after a minute, fingers digging into the wall to deal with the beating he was taking, all the anger and frustration coming to a head. He'd had much worse, from people far less important to him than his lover. He would take however much the other gave out, if it meant him staying around at the end of the night. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

spellseeker
2009-01-25 06:58 pm UTC (link)

After a moment, when he'd found his rhythm, Rurik reached around to take hold of Kai's cock. He ground his hips hard and fast against the other, needing to do this and have it done, put behind them.

He set his mouth to nip at Kai's neck, not biting to break the skin, to to make a connection there. He groaned, as he felt himself nearing climax. he didn't bother to try to hold back, but arched into the release, filling Kai as deeply as possible in the moment of his release.

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	volos 2009-01-25 07:15 pm UTC (link)
	Kai just groaned through the feeling of Rurik's release, nowhere near close to coming himself. Thankfully, he wasn't really interested in it. He just wanted Rurik off of him, which he expressed with a rolled shoulder and a low growl. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	spellseeker 2009-01-25 07:20 pm UTC (link)
	Rurik stumbled back after a moment, when he was totally spent. He puleld an unnecessary breath (not needing air was going to take some getting used to) and stumbled the few steps back to drop onto the bed. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

volos
2009-01-25 07:25 pm UTC (link)

Malakai turned on his heel and charged the bed, throwing himself at the other vampire. The contact was mostly passionate, only a hint of anger as he slid his hands and lips against Rurik's skin, remapping scars, relearning the taste and feel of him. He was going to be attacked- there was no question about that- but he couldn't think of anything else to do. He needed some way to find a connection again, even if it was violence.

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