[littl3chocobo]

a little thrill went through him at the word. Interest. his mind went straight to sails and sea and salt and rope. he shook the thought from his head, surely not, he was not ignorant, this man, for at this point he could not be confused with a caption only a drunken man, was not offering to take him to sea. more likely he was wanting a drinking buddy or worse, he thought back to ceila his friend, her purposely thin skirts and constant undress. he was not for sale or free. he hid away behind the door wishing the scant few inches this pose allotted him were the entire of the world 'i think...interest from someone who is unable to offer it in the daylight hours may..may be something i am not interested in myself' he was surprised with the great plethora of words issuing from his mouth, only his auntie and before her his mother knew he was capable of forming sentences over ten words.


(sorry, i've been napping at my laptop for a couple hours^^: each time i woke up i looked at my rps and tried to go back to sleep for a while)

[gremlin]

( don't worry about it! xD )

Roy was a little surprised by the boy's behaviour, he had tried to be nice and had tried not to come off as a pervert. Then again his eyes continued to wander over the boy, curious of how he looked undressed. He had been resisting this entire time the urge grab the boy and bring him close against his own body. Though he had resisted such an urge because he didn't want to startle the boy he also resisted doing so being of the sleeping woman in the room. Perhaps he would come see the boy in the morning if he preferred such a thing, Roy didn't know. His mind was clouded with perverted thoughts and he smelled of rum. Maybe the best thing for him to do was to sleep though he was terribly hungry...

"Perhaps I will just go to bed then," he mumbled quietly, he was disappointed that the boy had not decided to go with him to the festival. "I was going to show you my ship after we enjoyed some time at the festival... it was innocent really, I have no cruel intentions." he laughed quietly then stepped away from the doorway. "Though you must think otherwise... you're hiding from me. That's some how cute.." he smiled to himself despite the situation. He wondered if the boy would come now knowing that he could see the captain's ship.

[littl3chocobo]

he started to fidget. he was sure by now that the other man's intention was not pure but the chance to see the judith up close was almost too much for him. he poked his head back around to look at the other, he meant to say that he wanted to see the ship but only in the morning, but all he could get out was 'judith?'

[gremlin]

Roy hesitated to stop walking though he did, he looked over his shoulder at the boy and smiled warmly. "Yes, the Judith. Do you want to see it?" he asked curiously, would the boy come with his now? He turned, standing straight and keeping his arms to his side. He was afraid that even reaching out his hand to take the boy's hand in it would send the boy running back into the room. Despite his age was like a child... Easily frightened and curious. Roy wondered if the poor boy was kept away by his aunt so often that he barely socialized and never... in a way grew up fully.

[littl3chocobo]

(you'll find out why i'm so sheltered a bit later, trust me i have a good reason)

he meant to say he did but only when the sun had risen and his aunt had woken, only when things were safe and he could be assured that nothing his aunt told him about pirates were true. instead all he did was nod a bit and clutch at the doorway. he desperately wanted to see the ship though.

[gremlin]

Roy smiled warmly at the boy and slowly approached him as if he were an animal. He didn't want frighten to boy more than he already had. He reached out his hand and took the boy's hand in his own. "Come then," he said softly then pulled the boy to follow him. "I'll let you see the ship for as long as you want to." he held the boy's hand gently in his trying to calm his nerves.

When they reached the ship Roy could still tell that the boy was afraid, maybe he even regretted allowing him to drag him out to the ship. "Here," he said softly then let go of the boy's hand, he walked up a long plank of wood that connected the entrance of the ship to the dock. He stepped on to the ship and looked down at the boy. "If you really wish... any time you want to see the ship you may. It's my treat." he waited for the boy to join here. "Don't be afraid, I won't bite." he joked.

[littl3chocobo]

he timidly went up the plank the light rock of the water putting him slightly off-balence, he made it to the top and stepped over the rail, he stood tall now in his mute excitement he forgot to slouch to hide his height. he stood slightly taller than the captain in his bare feet. it took him a minute of oggling the boat to notice it though but when he did an even more embarrassing thing occurred to him than his unsightly height. he was still dressed for bed, he had no shoes and no pants only his shirt undone tails fluttering in the breeze. he had let the other man drag him from his home without proper clothes! he turned to the other horror written all over his face

[gremlin]

Roy had not allowed the boy to change because he didn't want him to change his mind about coming. He also didn't mind what the boy was wearing, the over sized shirt on him was rather cute. He was a bit surprised when he noticed that Damaris stood taller than him, he had not noticed earlier though he hardly did mind it. He was only a few inches taller than him, it wasn't that bad really. "What's wrong?" he asked softly, he approached the boy with warm smile. "Are you cold?" he asked. Roy was very close to him now, he wondered if it made Damaris feel uncomfortable. He brought a hand under the boys chin and titled his head upwards, it seemed as if Roy was about to kiss him. "I can keep you warm," he purred. He brought his other hand to the boys back and brought him close. Roy's hunger was unbearable now... though he would try to keep control over himself if he fed on Damaris. He didn't want to kill him... "Can you keep a secret?" he asked curiously, he brought the hand, his left, that was under the boy's chin to the left side of Damaris' neck. Roy brought his lips very close to the right side of his neck, his lips parted and he breathed out heavily. "You smell so.. good." he mumbled, Roy hesitated to bite the boy... something inside of him was telling him that it was wrong.

[littl3chocobo]

(holds down backspace key)

'can you keep a secret' he shiverd lightly. something about the question struck a chord deep within him. he wanted to reply but the words were frozen in his throat. he began to feel strange, the other's words blurring into each other, he felt kind of warm then all went black


(oh shit you killed him^^: )

[gremlin]

Roy brought his head away from the boy's neck as he felt him go limp. He let out a heavy sigh realising that Damaris had fainted in his arms. "Damn..." he mumbled quietly, he kept his hand on the boy's back preventing him from collapsing to the ground. "What am I going to do with you now?" he asked himself, though he could think of many things that he wanted to do to Damaris. Roy shifted the boy in his arms and lifted him in them, he held him bridal style. The boy was taller than him but he was light in his arms. Really Roy was quite surprised with himself, he usually had no problem devouring anyone, even those who fainted before or during but right now he almost felt guilty for even thinking of doing such a thing to Damaris. What was happening to him? "I'll bring you home.." he mumbled quietly even though Damaris could not talk back. Hell even if the boy was still awake he probably would be silent.

He felt like an idiot as he wandered into the inn. He had not thought about the damn sleeping woman, how would he get the boy into his bed safety without waking her up? With his luck she would wake up just as he went to leave the room though maybe she wouldn't wake up. He crept into the room silent, his eyes wandered over to an empty bed. Roy placed him gently on to it and brought the sheets over his body. His eyes shifted nervously over the room, the woman was still sleeping thankfully and perhaps the boy would think that he had had a dream when he woke. Roy left the room without hesitation if he lingered over the boys bed he thought that temptation would get the best of him. He returned to his room though he wished that he could bring Damaris with him.

[littl3chocobo]

he had come to about halfway back but had no inclination to notifiy the other. he did however have time to ponder what had been said. ...a secret...he cursed his weakness, there was something important there, something he missed entirly. he regreted not being able to know, if only he had been stronger, if only he he...bt no, the other was so very close then, so warm against him. he felt faint again just thinking about it. he was ashamed then, to think he had ruined not only any chance to befriend this oddly compelling man but he had also been left with an unknown secret he would never find the answer to. he wished desperatly to be able to open his eyes and ask what it was the other had thought to tell him. instead he lay limp until he was laid down and the other stole away upstairs. turning then to his aunt he contemplated waking her. she knew all the answers to every question he had ever had, even before mother had died auntie had been his only real family, she was wise and educated, she had the ability to fix all manner of things from kettles to arms to disputes, but he had a feeling that even if she could explain to him what it was he could not understand she would most likely not. she hated men of the sea, pirates most of all. she would be no help. he turned away and tried to sleep.

he dreamed as if in a fever. everything was heat and teeth and running. bites and kisses and baring of teeth abound, it was red and black and everything ran together. he was running, running from that hungry mouth that would eat him whole. he fell. he was trapped! he woke up

he lay there stock-still breathing heavily. his auntie had already risen, the fire stoked. he felt ill, this was not his usual nightmare. he quickly got out of bed and folded up his blankets, stowing them in the bed-box he quickly got dressed and went down to shore to collect the morning's mussels and driftwood. he said nothing.

[gremlin]

It was late in the afternoon when Roy finally woke from his almost enjoyable sleep. Though he had woken up to a nasty headache, his body was sore and his eyes felt heavy. It seemed that his body didn't agree with all of the alcohol that he had consumed, though a little hangover wasn't going to stop the man from ever drinking again. He rolled over on to his stomach and for a moment felt as if he was going to be sick. "Fuck..." he mumbled quietly and lifted himself from the bed slowly. Once he stood his stomach settled and perhaps when he ate he would feel even better.

Roy was a bit angry at himself for bringing the boy back just as he had taken him from the inn. His body squirmed with excitement at the thought of taking from the boy, his lust for blood was unbearable. He couldn't go another night without feeding. If he couldn't have the boy despite him being so determined then he would have to settle for one of the other villagers. The thought of that was almost repulsive, he wanted Damaris. He wondered how sweet his blood would be.

He hesitated to leave his room though he knew eventually he would have to leave. Roy was a little worried, he hoped that the boy wouldn't speak to him about last night. Perhaps he would just forget about it, Roy doubted it. He brought himself to the counter, he was very sluggish as he did so. "May I have some food?" he asked the woman, she shot him a dirty look though he knew she would give him whatever he wanted. Except for Damaris...

[littl3chocobo]

he heard the man before his aunt did, a thump and shuffle over his head while the chowder was bubbling, he made a drunk's breakfast to help ease what was prolly a mallet to the head for the captain. he toasted bread slices in the ashes and pulled out a couple fresh eggs, he also went out back for more well water, he knew the captain would not like it, noone ever did, but he knew also that most men had the common sense to eat it anyway, the taste being less unappealing than the pain

[gremlin]

( sorry this was short! )

Roy could smell the boy cooking and he wondered what it was. It didn't exactly have an attractive smell and he hoped that it would taste much better than it smelled. "What is he cooking?" he asked the aunt, though he didn't expect an answer. The woman rolled her eyes and told him that it was a breakfast for someone who had spent a night drinking. He wrinkled his nose in disgust, he wasn't looking forward to this meal. Well, he never looked forward to food at all but he did have a sense of taste. "That doesn't sound too good though I suppose I have no choice, do I?" he asked then laughed. The woman smiled at him though it wasn't a friendly smile, it was almost evil.

[littl3chocobo]

he slipped through the door quietly balencing the glass of raw salted eggs the glass of boiled willow-bark 'tea' and the toast on a plate. it was a vile mixture butter and savory and slimy and dry all in one sitting but it was highly effective. he set it all down in front of the captian without once looking at him, his blush saying more than anything else. the boy hoped his auntie had not noticed him though he figured unless the captain did something to anger her it would not only be noted but later questioned. he left as quickly and silently as before but he hung out at the doorway and stared

(no worries)

[gremlin]

Roy's eyes followed the boy as he brought him what he had made. He wrinkled his nose in disgust, what was this? Though he looked back at the boy and smiled warmly at him, he knew that Damaris would not have made it unless he was concerned for Roy's health after drinking so damn much. He drank the beverages quickly without hesitation. If he stopped to taste it he knew that would be a horrible idea, it probably didn't taste pleasant and he would not even want to bother with it after. Roy gagged a little and almost felt as if he as going to be sick. He cringed at the after taste and shot the woman a dirty look when he heard her roaring with laughter. Then he took a sip of the other beverage, it was hot and he couldn't just chug it all down in one shot. He drew the glass away from his face and shut his eyes, he squirmed a little, it was horrible.

When he finally finished the drink he began eating the toast, it was the only thing that he wanted to have really. At least his head had stopped pounding though he still felt rather sick. Roy would tell himself to never drink as much as he had last night again but he knew he would. He always drank a lot, it didn't matter how ill he became the day after.