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serkay tütüncü hayaller ve hayatlar (ep 2)

Xerxes tried to hold it in, but a sharp snicker still escaped past his clenched teeth. It was such a funny point to fight him on, especially since he couldn't relate to the feeling. Xerxes had been around for so long that he could count on one hand how many vampires he met who had enough years on him to regard him as he did Emir. "Little bro, it's all chill. No matter how you cut it, I'm the closest thing to a big brother our community is gonna get. I've fed and fucked my way through enough frat houses to know what I'm talking about," he says with the most uninhibited grin. Yeah, he had a good feeling about this one. "I'm not saying I'm gonna try to become a Czar or anything, we've got to get used to being alone. It's just us against a city that wants to see us with our balls cut off." Despite his lackadaisical demeanor, Xerxes felt the current situation was dire. If any more restrictions got placed on their kind, then they may as well just start feeding on the puppies in pet store windows. That was no kind of freedom. "I invited you out for us, because of us. Nothing else matters besides vamp life. I'm going to put us first without fear or shame and I wanted to see if you're ready to play ball. Are you dope or a lame fucking asshole?"

Xerxes really hadn't spoken to him much when he'd just been a marshal. Now that Emir was senator, they were sitting at a bar chatting it up. Or attempting to anyway. Really, the Juno vampire was always willing to talk to people as long as it benefited him. He had to be the best and he always ended up being exactly that. His positon now was enough of a sign of that. The other vampire had more experience than him, sure, but he really was sick of people talking to him like he was a child. Then again, he guessed that was the opposite of what this one was doing. Somehow Xerxes had mentioned getting ran through in frat houses and being all about that hashtag vamp life. all in one go. This guy was fucking weird. "I don't need a big brother, dude. I don't know if anyone else really needs one either. Or have you asked around about that already? I feel like you have." He paused. "Xerxes, buddy, what the fuck are you going on about? Is this some hazing shit that you guys do to new senators? I'm on Punk'd, right?" He knew he wasn't so he let out a sigh. "But fine, I'll give you my ear for now. We're both about that vamp life so clearly we have something in common. Sort of."

Vampires were not creatures that Tripp held much use for. There was little magic in them, save for the ones that could compel or turn into those disgusting rats. Once upon a time, their blood had been useful; until the Eye had begun to create it synthetically, had harnessed the use that came from it. In his eyes, Emir was of no use. There was nothing that he could gain or harness when it came to the vampire. And yet, somehow, in the most pathetic way, he was there all the same. Within that damned fucking flower shop, with the vampire right before him. With that aggravating smirk on his lips as if he knew something that Tripp didn't. As if he understood why the lycan continued to show up, to remain within his orbit without a possible chance of pulling himself away. Tripp hated it. The thought again slipped into his mind, of how easily he could rid himself of this problem. How easy it would be to shift, to latch onto the vampire until the poison upon his own teeth took effect. That was not, however, what Tripp did. Instead, he found himself playing into the vampire's words. As he always seemed to do. Fingers pressed along the expanse of Emir's throat, bruising as they ever were, before Tripp had him slammed against the counter. How unfortunate for the flowers. "Get hard for me," words spoken against the vampire's ear, only after Tripp had leaned down, body flush against him. Fingers pressed in harder to Emir's throat, it was a good thing vampires didn't need to breathe. "Do it, so I can leave you here worked up and wanting."

Emir really couldn't care less about the flowers he'd been working on. It was easy for him to make another arrangement to replace any that suffered from unfortunate circumstances. He certainly wouldn't have called this circumstance unfortunate though. Really, he considered himself lucky right now because he'd gotten exactly what he wanted. Tripp was always feeding right into his hand and the Juno vampire could do nothing but revel in it every single time. Hand wrapped around his throat, the other's mouth at his ear. It almost seemed too easy. Maybe he'd let Tripp think otherwise though. It'd probably help his ego. There was a smirk on his face as he was pressed against the counter. "Oh, I already am." He spoke with a constructed voice, his gaze falling to the lycan's mouth as he tried to lean in closer until their faces were a mere inch apart. "Teasing is unlike you. Don't you want to fuck me?" His gaze flitted to the door and then back to Tripp. "Anyone could walk in at any moment and find out just how fucking badly you want me. That's why you won't leave. I've got you wrapped around my finger and you don't even know it."

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serkay tütüncü hayaller ve hayatlar (ep 2)

Outwardly, Xerxes had to show support for the reconstructive changes in Rome. In truth? He would've rather asked Emir out for a drink to anywhere else, but if the vampires still thought of Xerxes as a narc then he'd never be able to accomplish all that he wanted. The youngest of their community especially had to know he was down to party. "I'll let you in on a little secret, kid," he says as he leaps onto the bar in a move that would both make it easier to speak into Emir's and give off the chill, carefree attitude he wanted to exude despite his stiff demeanor. Xerxes was always on edge whenever he had to actively suppress gluttonous temptation. "Establishments like this used to have way more blood flowing. Giving our meals equal rights will always feel wrong to me. I mean, how do you feel about the vibes tonight? Are they chill or lame?"

To be honest, he really wasn't sure what goal Xerxes had right now, but Emir was certainly skeptical about it. Either way, he didn't like the fact that he'd been called kid by someone that looked like he was the size of a teenager that did nothing but work out every five minutes. Still, he looked straight ahead as the other senator hopped up onto the bar next to him, legs dangling because, well, they certainly weren't going to reach the floor. He would give the other the benefit of the doubt right now even though he wanted to throttle the Mars vampire immediately for disrespecting him not even a second before. It hadn't been intentional maybe, but Emir didn't take kindly to people mentioning how young he actually was compared to all of the other decrepit ass vampires in this place that were senators. "Dude, did you pick up a 'Slang for Boomers' book or something? And don't call me kid." He shook his head and moved away slightly. "Did you invite me here just to mention your disinterest in equal rights for people that aren't vampires?" Emir didn't really care about much other than the rights of vampires so he didn't mind talking about it, but that felt like more of a conversation for literally anywhere else.

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