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[leondxs]

Continued from (x)

@looking-for-lost-stars​

No he didn't care what happened to him anymore. He would have much preferred it happen to him then these people. He knew voicing that would change nothing, perhaps even bringing the monster's attentions to him tonight as well. He couldn't have done anything to stop the creature, and if he had tried it likely would have made things worse. It had already been proven time and time again he couldn't do anything to stop the vampire. The scarring across his face and chest was proof enough of that.

He reached up and adjusted the cloth he used to cover the bottom half of his face to hide the scarring the vampire had given him. "If I'm so terribly dull, then kill me too, and be done with it." Put me out of my misery he meant.

Leondas feigned shock and surprise, gawking dramatically at Gredal for a moment before bursting into laughter. A vicous, mocking cackle that roared even over the sounds of panic surrounding them,. Many of the travelers had made their escape by now, aside from the badly wounded. But Leondas did not care, he’d already eaten his fill. Now he was simply having fun.

❝ Why would I? As horrendously boring as you are, I would hate to grant your little death wish.. ❞

❝ Besides, you make a nice snack when prey runs scarce. ❞

[leondxs]

Leondas did little to hide his unease. He grimaced, watching Gredal slump against the tree and slide down. His lips curled back and a low growl bubbled forth when the Breton leaned against him, but it would not last. His snarl faded, though it seemed more out of defeat than anything. He wondered what harm it truly was. The boy was clearly not in his right mind.

He grumbled something unintelligible, but remained still. He was not fond of the close contact, seeing it as a threat to his self-imposed dominance and superiority over the fledgling. But he did not turn him away, yet.

Gredal leaned against the tree Leondas was sitting against to slowly lower himself to the ground. The was the closest he'd ever casually existed to Leondas. His thoughts felt sluggish but it was a pleasant sort of slow.

He leaned back against the tree for a bit before leaning into Leondas. He wasn't even thinking about it just enjoying the comfort of Leondas's presence. Something he typically would never find from the elder vampire. He kept having bursts of giggles that would come and go. He looked like he had something he wanted to say, but he was despite everything still sober enough to decide to wait and see how Leondas reacted to the close contact.

[leondxs]

@mage-of-markarth liked for a starter!

Leondas preferred to do his hunting out in the wilds of Skyrim, not within the crowded walls of a city. But desperate times called for desperate measures. He’d slipped into a tavern during the busy night in hopes of finding himself an easy meal. Weaving through the drunken crowd, he made his way straight to the rooms for rent. A night so bustling as this, it was no surprise he’d crept into an occupied room without anyone noticing. Well, that is, aside from the occupant.

Before the man could yell for help, Leondas was upon him. Busy drinking away at the poor sod’s lifeforce, it was a surprise that he noticed a sudden knocking at the door. His brows furrowed. Damn, he’d been found out.

He released his victim with a soft gasp, blood dribbling down his lip as he shouted in annoyance towards the door, ❝ Occupied! ❞

He hoped dearly that it was simply another patron and not the guards. Mostly because he wished to finish his meal in peace.

[leondxs]

🛑- Boe

send 🛑 to clean blood off of my muse after they protected yours.

@looking-for-lost-stars

Leondas was still panting as the Breton gingerly blotted at his bloodied flesh. The fiery glint in his eyes still remained, surveying the carnage he'd left before he'd finally sat down to rest.

Bodies lie strewn about, steam rising from their still warm innards. Yet another encounter with vampire hunters. At least, that's what Leondas would have called them, despite their focus being more on Boe this time. They were intent upon 'rescuing' them. Taking what was his.

They proved no more threatening than most of the usual. But something about the way they sought out Boe ignited a rage within him, a possessiveness to protect his belonging.

He did not thank Boe when they began to clean him off, but did not protest either. The vampire sat still, a scowl ever present on his features. Normally he would clean himself off and revel in such, but he was deep in thought. Dwelling. His sharp eyes shot in Boe's direction.

❝ I need to feed. ❞

[leondxs]

honorhall orphanage: now that grelod the kind is dead, who will run the orphanage?

tes!leo:

[leondxs]

if one were to ask tes!leo how he can control his vampiric urges so well, he would respond, “I do not starve the beast, I feed it.”

[leondxs]

why are you doing all of this ?- from Gredal

↪     𝑴𝑶𝑹𝑩𝑰𝑫 ᶜᵘʳᶤᵒˢᶤᵗʸ 

@looking-for-lost-stars

Leondas sneered at the Breton, rolling his eyes and scoffing as he turned away from him.

❝ Because I want to. Do I truly need another reason? ❞

The vampire had no qualms with the surrounding chaos. The sounds of screaming, the smell of smoke, the taste of death in the air. He had taken his nightly hunt farther than normal, attacking a small encampment of travelers. Hunting them down one by one was not enough, he begun to destroy their camp as well.

It came to no surprise that Gredal held such opposition to his deeds.

❝ Come now, I need to have a bit of fun every now and again to keep my sanity. You are so needlessly dull. ❞

He grinned nastily, ❝ Besides, would you not rather it happen to them than you? ❞

[leondxs]

"i can’t breathe ,  i can’t - "- Boe

↪     𝑫𝑰𝑹𝑬 𝑺𝑰𝑻𝑼𝑨𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵𝑺  .

@looking-for-lost-stars

The Bosmer hovered over Boe, his pupils shrunk down to pinpricks as he glowered down at them. His claws were pressed around their throat, firm but just a slight motion away from splitting their flesh open.

❝ I'm sorry, what did you say? ❞ He pressed harder, feeling the air only further escape them through shallow gasps.

It was unlikely that Boe had even realized what they'd done to deserve such an attack. All they'd done was approach and speak to him. But Leondas had been hunting, pursuing a very cautious prey item that was spooked by Boe's sudden presence.

Leondas' patience had been running thinner than normal as of late. His ravenous hunger certainly did not help. All he wanted was to have himself a meal, something fresh and new to his tastes. Hot headed as he was, he took out his anger on the only being he saw fit of such rage.

❝ You ruined my dinner, Boe. Do you know what that means? ❞ He almost grinned, in a twisted, vicious way. He raised his hand only slightly to allow them breath and the chance to speak if they dared.

[leondxs]

are-you-dreaming-of-stars​:

Closed starter for @leondxs

Gredal hated Leondas, he hated Leondas with everything that he was made out of. He hated being kept like some pet, no not pet cattle. He no longer cared if he died, dying would be better then this. The next time Leondas would try and feed on him, Gredal would fight back with everything he had left.

Leondas was none the wiser when he approached Gredal. His stomach grumbled impatiently and the creature appeared quite giddy to feed. His claws were already reaching out for the other’s hand expectantly. He fully expected Gredal to be complacent, surrendering himself to the vampire’s hunger as usual. A cocky smile lay upon his lips as he, instead of waiting for his submission, grabbed the Breton’s wrist and brought it to his lips.

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Gredal hated Leondas, he hated Leondas with everything that he was made out of. He hated being kept like some pet, no not pet cattle. He no longer cared if he died, dying would be better then this. The next time Leondas would try and feed on him, Gredal would fight back with everything he had left.

[leondxs]

[ hands ] – from Boe

AFFECTIONATE INTERACTION MEME

@looking-for-lost-stars

[ hands ] – for your muse to play with my muse’s hands.

Leondas wasn't truly bothered when the other would take of his hand. He was staring off into space anyhow, lost in his tumultuous thoughts. Despite his absent mindedness, he was aware as Boe's fingers examined his hand. They must have been bored, or simply infatuated with him.

He'd go for the latter.

His hands were thin, but masculine and strong. Each finger was tipped with a talon, neatly manicured but naturally sharped to a point. Had he cared, he'd have warned them of their tips. But in truth, a part of him hoped they would nick themselves. Then he'd have an excuse to have himself a little snack.

Not that he truly needed a reason in the first place. It wasn't like Boe would ever deny him their blood.

[leondxs]

@looking-for-lost-stars | cont. (x)

“H-h-how much?” Their voice was very quiet as they asked, “E-e-everything?” It was a desperate sort of question, they wanted him to tell them that it wasn’t everything. That he hadn’t seen everything, not every moment of violation, or evey moment of pain, or fear, or shame. Even if it wasn’t the truth they wanted him to tell them anything, but what they now feared to be true. They wouldn’t look at Leondas.

Leondas did not allow himself to show it, but he knew well what Boe was fearful of. Yes, he’d seen their past, as grisly as it was. Unfortunately, it was not the first time he’d obtained such painful memories from a victim. Numb to it as he was, he certainly did not take joy in partaking in such histories.

❝ Enough. ❞ he bluntly replied, before elaborating further, ❝ I only see the most prominent and memorable. That often means the most painful. ❞

[leondxs]

Gredal didn't immediately make distance between himself and Leondas as the vampire finished feeding from him. He was too tired to put it the effort into that much movement. That and he didn't really want to be alone right now. Gredal slowly pulled the vale that he now wore on the bottom of his face down. Then slowly he leaned to the side, to start resting his head on the vampire.- Gredal @are-you-dreaming-of-stars

@are-you-dreaming-of-stars

Leondas was distracted with grooming himself after his meal. He always felt himself wanting more from Gredal, but of course couldn’t without harming the boy. Besides, when he gave himself a moment to settle, he found himself more content. Such was the case now. He busied himself with tidying himself up to distract himself from the nagging in the back of his mind to drain the boy dry.

The vampire was prepared to take a nap himself, feeling full and relaxed. However, he hadn’t expected Gredal to lean his head against him so. He felt a growl beginning to rumble in the back of his throat, but would quickly suppress it. He supposed it wasn’t really any harm letting him rest. Though he wasn’t about to allow him to make a habit out of it.

He glared at him, just for a moment, then settled down to sleep.

[leondxs]

The moment their neck was bared, Leondas lunged forward and latched himself. Teeth swiftly sank into already marred flesh and he began to drink greedily. His arms wrapped around them in a tight embrace, more to hold them still since he knew they would not try to resist.

He grunted in response to their thanks, his mouth full of their rich, powerful blood. He was grateful Boe was so attached to him. Though it was clear it had gotten to his head. He was protective- no, possessive of them. They were his. Something primal within him reveled in dominating their life. Had he given it any thought, he might have linked said desire to control to his relation with Molag Bal.

As he withdrew, the faint wrinkles that had formed along his features smoothed out. He was practically glowing with health. The inferno in his eyes had calmed down, though he retained that constant intensity in their amber depths he always bore. He gazed at Boe again, his words low,

❝ I will kill anyone who tries to take you from me. ❞

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They glanced at the corpses around them for a second, but how he had said it, and knowing his preference for fresh blood. They nodded. Pulling their clothing down and away from their neck and shoulder. Pulling their hair out of the way and tilting their head to the side. Putting the cloth down they had been using to dab at the blood coating him.

"Th-th-thank you f-f-for protecting m-m-me." The idea of being taken away from Leondas was a distressing one to say the least. They didn't particularly understand the hunters' reasoning to begin with.

[leondxs]

“ you  are  not  my  master . ”- Gredal from @are-you-dreaming-of-stars

✧ — ⋆   𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐀 𝐌𝐎𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐍 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 .

@are-you-dreaming-of-stars

❝ That may be true, ❞ he snarled, becoming quite short with the Breton, ❝ But I remain your elder. ❞

And while he did not exactly get along with his own master any longer, he did agree with one of his principles. The strong command the weak.

❝ You will obey me. Unless you think yourself strong enough to best me. ❞

[leondxs]

“  why are you looking at me like that?  ” (uwu~)

morning after starters

@mercyxkilling

Her query was not without reason. He wasn’t being very subtle about his staring. But it was not a gaze of lust nor crazed obsession. No, it was pure affection.

A creature, who’s gaze was normally filled with hatred and animalistic hunger, now looked upon her with doe-eyed wonder. Amber hues were soft and warm. Lips remained set in a sweet smile. Ah, but he knew it was only a matter of time before she caught him in the act. He was not ashamed. She was beautiful. And he would certainly not deny the feelings he had for her.

There were times Leondas wondered if he were still capable of love. Vampirism had stripped him of most of his humanity over the centuries. But in the quiet moments such as this, his normally cold, lifeless heart beat so quick, felt so warm. Yes, this was love. He had felt it before, so many years ago. He thought he would never experience it again, until now.

He chuckled softly, ❝ Just admiring the view. ❞

[leondxs]

❝ It is Children’s Day. ❞

❝ I hope many are out celebrating this very special day. ❞