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you're my water you're my wine166.137.118.95Posted On October 11, 2017 at 12:49 PM by malek ackerman

Malek Ackerman

You're my water. You're my wine.



The excitement in Arlo’s eyes has Malek grinning at the younger vampire. He was perhaps, delighted in his own right that Arlo shared the same enthusiasm as did the older man. Though for very different reasons he was certain. “They were in a desert in South America, but that was a long time ago, they very well could have relocated,” he shrugs slightly. “Unfortunately, I can’t give you their exact location as I swore an oath to the coven to never reveal where they lived, however I could take you there sometime. I don’t know you Arlo, but I can see you seek answers that you don’t have. I can answer whatever questions you may have but as I was only an observer of their… culture, I cannot begin to fathom how or why vampires were made as they were.”

Malek offers Arlo something he would offer anyone. A chance to explore, to discover, to learn about this world. He’s entirely uncertain if Arlo will accept the offer or not, but either way it made no difference to the vampire.

As he explained just what Arlo was, he could see the questions flying through the younger man’s eyes. Mal was honestly impressed that he didn’t start bombarding him with questions, yet the man didn’t have enough time as Malek bit himself and allowed the scent of blood to waft into the air. It was only a split second later that had Arlo’s head whipping towards him. The older vampire merely gave an encouraging smile as he extended his arm, the man was far too trusting but he had, had centuries to see the best in others.

Arlo was young but he could help him with self-control, or at the very least help him not get killed because his hunger blinds him from the other dangerous associated with older vampires. It didn’t take long for the younger vampire to finish closing the distance and raising his wrist to his mouth. The teeth that slowly sank into his skin was a rather intimate feeling, one he didn’t particularly mind but it was still something he would be careful to never allow himself to do unless it was someone he was rather intimate with. Resting a hand on Arlo’s shoulder, preparing himself to push the vampire away, lest he take too much, he allows his mind to wander back to Chizue.

Now that was someone he wouldn’t mind being intimate with.

Smiling softly to himself, he keeps part of his focus on Arlo as he lets himself drift through his thoughts, sorting through ideas of how he can help the man. Unfortunately, he only managed to come to the same conclusion over and over. Arlo simply needed a body to feed off of in order to keep himself under control. Sighing, he didn’t particularly mind offering himself up but he didn’t necessarily want to be at the beck and call of someone at any moment. Shrugging, he allows the young man to take a few more swigs before he puts pressure on Arlo’s shoulder, not enough to push him away, but just enough to let him know he couldn’t take anymore without Mal feeling faint.

“Arlo, that’s enough.” He states quietly, though his voice holds a note of authority that wasn’t there before.

You're my whiskey. From time to time.



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