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you're my water you're my wine166.137.143.58Posted On October 21, 2017 at 8:37 PM by malek ackerman

Malek Ackerman

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



It had been awhile since the Englishman had actually growled at someone. He rarely allowed that animalistic side to see the light of day, lest he lose control as he so often did as a young vampire. Yet, Malek doesn’t allow that predatory side of him an inch, clamping down on it quickly even after the snarl emits from his lips. He’s certain that Arlo will stop, especially when he pauses, yet the boy continues to feed, snatching at his arm again. Sighing, he draws on that affinity again, shifting the man’s hormones into that of desire. The change is nearly instant. Arlo releases him and stumbles back, an almost horrified expression adorning his features. Arching a brow at the boy, he gave him the ‘I told you so’ look, entirely forgetting he was still calling on his affinity.

As Arlo apologizes, that look of anxiety coating his limbs, Malek doesn’t have time to answer him, nor release his hold on the magic before the young vampire simply disappears. Jaw gaping in surprise, he glances around quickly only to find Arlo behind him. He doesn’t have a moment to turn and face him, instead he can feel the fellow man’s arms encircle his waist. Tilting his head, he listens to Arlo’s next words. He blinks in surprise before a roaring laughter escapes his lips, his whole frame shaking with amusement. Carefully, he extracts himself from Arlo’s grip before lifting his wrist to his lips, swiping a tongue over the open wound, removing any excess blood from his wrist; the punctures quickly heal.

Turning to face the man, Malek’s features held that of enjoyment as he regards Arlo. Oh, how he was going to enjoy teasing this man. He very much doubted that Arlo would ever be able to recover from asking a man to marry him. Relishing that hold over Arlo for a moment longer, he finally releases the affinity as it slowly fades away. Tilting his head, he releases another chuckle. “I believe there’s a church right around the corner, Arlo. I’m certain we can rouse a priest to arrange a marriage for us,” he teases the man snickering. As he waits patiently for the words to sink in, Malek finds that he’s rather enjoying himself. He didn’t expect to be fed on or meet another vampire in the city tonight. Shrugging the thought away, he returns his steely eyes back to Arlo.

“As much pleasure, as I get from tormenting you, I did tell you I would answer your questions,” he says, a note of seriousness entering his voice before his gaze travels to the sky, “However, dawn is approaching soon and I would rather not be caught out in the sun,” he gives the man a wry smile. “How about we continue this at a later time?” He asks a bit distractedly as he thinks back to the mad dash he had with Chizue only a few nights prior. Staying out that late was far from comforting and as much as he enjoyed pushing his limits, he knew he could not withstand the sun.

Sighing, he pushes his hands into his jacket pockets, “Another time, Arlo. Let’s meet again? I can promise you I will answer all of your questions then. Here’s my address,” he states with a smile, handing him a business card (only Malek would have a business card that held an address on it and nothing else) pausing, he adds as an after thought, “We also need to work on your control,” he says casually.

“You can practice on me from time to time though I can’t promise that we might end up married after you lose control again,” he laughs, his eyes bright with delight. Perhaps they could turn it into a game. If Arlo lost control, then there was a very good chance he would end up between Malek’s bedsheets, so, the male tells him as much. “If you lose control next time, perhaps you can accompany me to my bed?”

You're my whiskey. From time to time.



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