Caught off guard he had forgotten about the man. With his face slammed into the wood it reopened the wounds from his nose and Galvin could not breath. The weight of the man kept him from escaping, but he managed to turn his head. He sucked in shallow gasp of air. “Is..Cirro alright?” He coughed.

he felt his anger well at the words and quickly he slammed the head down a second time. "do not talk as if you cared. i am sick of you tormenting him and i am sick of you following me around. cirro has done nothing to you and yet you are not content with only harassing me, he is not a vampire, he is not my slave, he is a human fucking being. if you want to know what a fucking blood-buddy is i'd be willing to show you right now"

When the pain from Kenneth most recent attack subsided he listened to what the man was saying and grew furious. “Bull shit.” He spat, angrily fighting against the hold not only on his head but the way his body was pinned down. He wasn't aware when the tides had turned but he was not a murderer of humans slaves or no. Galvin writhed and bucked so he could attack the man sitting on him. “You and all of your fucking minions will perish.” He said his voice full of loathing for the man, what little love or pity he had for Cirro dissolved with the bitter words.

his mouth turned up into a sinister grin. "then as my first minion feel free to die by your own hand." with no more words he wrenched the head and bit pyce hard enough to draw

Galvin screamed. As the initial pain of being stabbed in the shoulder subsided, he felt as if he was having his blood drawn at the doctors office, at a much more rapidly numbing pace. He fought against it twisting his head but was finally subdued by darkness.

he could taste fear and adrenaline as he lapped and it was more arousing than his usual fare but he did not bite for pleasure only to hurt and ignoring the budding pleasure drank only until the man under him passed out. offering one final lick he got off and yanking the man up by his arm dragged him over to the couch. he didn't bother dressing the wound before leaving

He woke up cold, and could not keep his limbs from shaking. Galvin rolled off the couch. The pain of so many head thrashings caused the room to spin. His fingers smoothed over the wounds on his throat and he coughed up drops of dried copper. He was so tired. He did not make it more then a few paces before his knees buckled.

the driver said nothing about his appearance and he said nothing to the man in return. climbing into the back once more he pressed the button to roll up the divider and called his little brother. if anyone was able to get a mess cleaned the brat's greasy little friends could do it well. cirro would not have to know what happened in his house

He woke but it felt like he was dreaming, he woke again and the house had faded into shadows, the 3rd and final time he was woken by his cell phone. He had once again missed practice. Galvin rose from his drug felt slumber. He missed man calls, so many frequent ones by his parents. He ran his hand through his knotted hair, catching a blood clump in his fingers. Still half asleep he left the abandoned house sauntering to the nearest bus stop. Luckily he had his wallet and was able to get back to his home. Entering the door he was greeted by whines of desperation. The boxer greeted him with an abundance of love, making his wounds open. He hissed latching the leash on to the collar. A walk, a shower, clean up... His mental list stop and was narrowed down to shower, food, sleep.

he felt like flinging his phone out the window "WHAT DO YOU MEAN THERE IS NO BODY?!" shaking he listened as his brother gleefully relayed to him that there was blood enough but no body, dead or otherwise to be found. growling a 'thanks' he tossed the phone to the floor and stomped it. he needed a drink and badly

By the time Agamemnon finished dragging him about his list had narrowed down to simply sleep. He left a message for his dance company saying he had caught something and to promote the understudy. He also left a message for his parents and details to where his bike was parked. Galvin called into bed content to let his dog sleep on top of him. This pattern continued for at least a week.

"one thimbleful of blood for rest" dutifully cirro reached out for the bottle of refined elder sap and poured in the proper amount. "chilli pepper to break hexes" sliding his hand under the shelf of jars he dug around for the spice box, dried would work as well as jarred. "an eagle for protection." reaching out he found the jar to be empty with a note to go dig up more. he made a face he didn't have any wild garlic. biting his lip he weighed his options and decided to go with a substitution. stepping away from the table he went to get a head from the fridge

His dog bounced around him as usual. He had a lot of catching up to do especially since he had been demoted to understudy but when his boss saw the bites from the vicious dog he felt a little sympathy and was happy that Galvin didn't rip something in his shoulders fighting off the beast. He stopped in time to see Agamemnon scratch at the door. Scampering over to the leash and his jacket and and his friend went into the streets.

he was a creature of habit, he knew this, it was not something that had ever helped o hindered him in the past but as the car stopped at the light next to the dog park and he saw that fucker pyce playing with his dog again he was grateful he was. with a barking command to go park he left the car at the red light and wading through a stopped lane of traffic stalked up to the sidewalk and leaped the short fence to get to the man on the other side

He laughed as his dog caught toy from the air and triumphantly brought it back to him. He knelt beside him trying to wrestle the fabric out of his mouth. The low playful growls suddenly grew more menacing. At first he assumed it was simply another dog trampling over his dogs territory. When he sounds would not stop he looked over his shoulder to see a dark figure stomping towards him. The red hair was a give away as to who it was.

he did not stop until there was barely two feet between them, only the potential for unwanted gawkers kept him from strangling the man where he stood. lowly he growled, "you should not still be here, who rescued you? what is fucking wrong with you that i must see you every weekend like some damned cursed jinx floating around me?"

He blinked glancing around at the other casual pedestrians. Agamemnon had calmed down since the man stopped walking but his questions confused him. "No one rescued me. This, is only the 5th location you have seen me. It hardly counts as every where." He said flatly not in the mood to think up witty banter. "And it is public property." He added. His fingers slipped to latch the leash on to his dog and he stood keeping him close to his side. "If you have a jinx I suggest you talk to Cirro, now the question is what are you doing here?"

at the mention of the man he struck out and quickly grabbed the stalker's arm to put him to the ground but a large maw uncomfortably close to his own wrist kept him from bending back the other man's arm. he did not let go. "curb your animal and your tongue"

He scoffed. "Do facts offend you? And if you don't like dogs I suggest you leave the dogpark." He said balling Agamemnons leash and pulling the dog to his side. He pushed the dog to his side, trying to keep the vampire in his vision but leave.

he kept his grip on the man even as the other made an attempt to leave. he was dragged along. "i have tried threats, i have tried convincing, i have even tried breaking you and yet nothing dissuades you from this insanity you seem to be under the thrall of"

He growled trying to wiggle his arm out of Kenneths arm while trying to keep his dog at bay. "Tsk. You sound stupid, blaming me for that." He turned and glared at Kenneth. "I got up again and again, "He jostled his shoulder trying to get out of the mans grasp." and now I am trying to walk my dog. I have not been out of my home in a week and you are disturbing my Saturday night. Let go and move."

feeling the jerk he tightened his grip and moved to catch up so they were side-by-side. "so what does that make you? a weekend stalker? or have you given up and forgot to say?"

"Excuse me for being fucking bloody on the floor of your boytoys house. I am still human with a life and bills." He growled and threw his head back moving some of his hair out of his face. "I didn't think dying twice was such a thrill for you, you made that clear out last few encounters." he grasp did not deter him this time from breaking free. He realized it would leave a nasty bruise. He sneered at the man. "You will just have to wait in line for your next turn."

he was surprised enough at the rebuff that he could do nothing but stare at the quickly retreating back, when he did finally come to he was at the startling realization that despite the frustration and anger the man incited in him he had also grown accustomed to the habit of running into the him over the old one of picking up strange women at the club had been before. bounding up he took the arm again only this time instead of breaking a wrist he invaded a mouth

Before he could think the forceful lips met his. His resistance slowly melted away as his body was reminded of the wild lust from two weeks ago. When his brain rebooted he worked his free arm into a punch and staggered to get some distance between him and the vampire. “Why do you want to dance this dance? You have a lover, and I am trying to kill you.”

running a hand over his throbbing jaw he found no blood and so ignored it. "i have several lovers, why did you let a stranger fuck you?"

“I wanted to get fucked, and you are not a stranger so much now.” Grey eyes met each other, and Galvin found himself battling libido with common sense. Simply you don't fuck the guy that has put you in the hospital twice, nearly cost you your job.

he laughed darkly. "and you don't let the guy who tried to kill you and one of your lovers wander off into the night. i am not a patient man, i am not happy to be put on some bullshit list but i am not stupid either, you have a choice, either you die or you submit, i seem to have an addiction to playing games with you but i grow tired of moving in circle. you are interesting and different but you are slowly losing your charm"

He took his arm from Kenneth. The words shook him and he didn't understand why the vampire would want to sleep with the man trying to kill him. Shaking his head free of the delusions of the vampire “Bite me.”

the words elicited a grin and letting go of the wrist slid one arm around the trim waist and the other steered the man to face him. "now, now, i thought you were against biting. not bothering to wait for an answer he leaned in again to devour the stalker's lips, he didn't want words

his body easily twisted melting into the expensive folds of fabric with Kenneth's command, pushing away from the kiss to breathe. Two eye brow bushes perked themselves up with a sneer. “I didn't object.” He said quietly. Before his lips could meet the others again he was jerked by his dog

his body easily twisted melting into the expensive folds of fabric with Kenneth's command, pushing away from the kiss to breathe. Two eye brow bushes perked themselves up with a sneer. “I didn't object.” He said quietly. Before his lips could meet the others again he was jerked by his dog

he had the man, he could feel it in his very core but the cur pulled them apart over some stupid dog thing and he was left clinging to the other as the dog tugged on the leash. he growled again as the man pyce tried to reign in the dog and losing the last of his patience yanked the man up and over his shoulder. he did not care if the beast was dragged along, he wanted this now

The dog yelped until Galvin was able to release the leash some letting the dog trail reluctantly behind him. Each time he stopped it only served to pull Galvin's arm from his body. He fell rather roughly on the white leather and there was another umph as his dog happily fell into the feet space near his. The door slammed. He had enough time to make note of the driver before the other door was opened and the hands were pulling him into a kiss and the other door shut locking the two inside. His torso was half being dragged between the others legs when a boot firmly kicked the drivers seat with one command. “Drive.”

The dog yelped until Galvin was able to release the leash some letting the dog trail reluctantly behind him. Each time he stopped it only served to pull Galvin's arm from his body. He fell rather roughly on the white leather and there was another umph as his dog happily fell into the feet space near his. The door slammed. He had enough time to make note of the driver before the other door was opened and the hands were pulling him into a kiss and the other door shut locking the two inside. His torso was half being dragged between the others legs when a boot firmly kicked the drivers seat with one command. “Drive.”

they stopped twice, once before they had gotten no farther than a grope to find a condom and the other when in the middle the damn dog took up a howl for no better reason than to make things harder for him. only rough lips and clever thighs distracted him from tossing it out of the car

Once again he had been belittled to a puddle of moans while internal organs were being pounded into a sensual oblivion. He did not even have the voice to call to his dog. One speed bump and Galvin's head had fallen again drowning a scream, wide mouthed against the freckled flesh. Galvins pearly whites raked against the freckled flesh gnawing into a gathered clump near his shoulder joint.

the rough bite signaled the man's end and he was not too far after it though he kept the other from moving away with a hand. "feel this, remember this, you are mine now galvin pyce." the hand roamed. "i have made stains you cannot wash away"

The chill of the words washed over him and their weight sank in. Galvins body pressed against the man he thought was so cold. A stake was no longer necessary for this man. He swallowed hard before saying his words. “Bite me.”

the levity of the man's voice and the absurdity of the words were too much and he barked a laugh. "you are nuts, four-point-three billion dollars rides on me keeping my mouth out of trouble, you think i'd risk that for you? there are others higher on the totem who have asked the same thing. i don't bite twice and not in the way you are asking"