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FALLINGXSTARSS: A Lost Boys centric ask/RP blog // semi-selective // canon and OC muses // run by panda // mun 21 + // follows both the 1987 film and the 2026 musical // craving David/Star a little too much
“One thing about living in Santa Carla I never could stomach... all the damn vampires.”
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Hiii Wife just so you know i found a very lost puppy im pretty sure hes urs but ima keep em…
Ps: does he always look this confused?
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@vampirelover1987 🖤
"Oh god where did you find him I thought I lost him" 😭
"And he does look very confused, what happened??"
Found him by the new oddity shop just staring into the window like the strange boy he is…. I think he was either weirded out, cursed, or interested in the window placements…. Anyway hes mine now im taking him back to my nest at the cave. 🥰
"Well at share him What if I want to get in the nest too?" >:C
Hiii Wife just so you know i found a very lost puppy im pretty sure hes urs but ima keep em…
Ps: does he always look this confused?
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@vampirelover1987 🖤
"Oh god where did you find him I thought I lost him" 😭
"And he does look very confused, what happened??"
Crying actual tears right now where is star
I’m all alone at the boardwalk
Where is my wife why have you left me
I- is this a sign..?
@starshallnotfall // @fallingxstarss // @thatstarlights
"Aw, Paulie don't cry I'm here!"
MY LOVE I THOUGHT YOU LEFT ME FOREVER
"No, I would never! I'm sorry, I just went to look at something, I thought you'd be fine."
Crying actual tears right now where is star
I’m all alone at the boardwalk
Where is my wife why have you left me
I- is this a sign..?
@starshallnotfall // @fallingxstarss // @thatstarlights
"Aw, Paulie don't cry I'm here!"
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Michael wasn't sure what have overtaken him to be in the position he was in right now. All he knew was that the makeup around David's eyes had, once again, caught the light, drawing his attention to it. And then he was suddenly shuffling through the crowd mid performance. He'd try to convince himself it was just because he needed a breather. It was not. His feet just kept moving. Kept going and going until he would find himself backstage. Or whatever counted as "backstage" for a concert down on the beach. He wasn't looking for it, he wasn't! His eyes had just... found it. The makeup set laid out on a spare amp. He already knew it was David's because he'd briefly saw him fix his eyeshadow up a bit with that exact brush before going out on stage. Michael swallowed, feeling his heart start to beat faster. He should just leave and go back to the show. But he didn't. Like there was something holding him back from going backwards. Meaning the only way he could go was forward. Michael cautiously approached the amp like he was walking towards a scared animal. He stared for a good minute. And then the brush was in his hand. And then he was dipping it into into the patch of flushed red of the small palette. And then he was painting wary, gently strokes over one of his eyelids. A shutter sound escaped him when he finally drew the brush back. Staring at his reflection in the small mirror, almost entranced by it. It... looked nice. Felt nice. Michael didn't move for a long moment. Not noticing at all that the music on stage had come to a stop. @fallingxstarss (Michael time!)
“𝕹ice.” David wasn’t one to judge, especially not one of his own…Someone who belonged to him in his eyes. He’d been standing behind Michael for a while just barely out of sight, leaning up against the nearby wall with his arms crossed, one of his legs crossed too as he was standing. The concert had just ended…Another good show and the rockstar had the appropriate mess to prove it. Lot of hairs out of place, skin shining with a sheen of body glitter and sweat, something ethereal about it when it hit the light, which it wasn’t yet…The eye shadow that got the boy going in the first place a little smudged and messy.
The blonde tilted his head, taking in how the red highlighted the thing the vampire couldn’t seem to get enough of about Michael-his eyes. Heterochromia, Michael…One bluer than the sea and the shore-and one brown and soulful like the mud under his bike when he rode. Like even in his eyes alone the boy was special to behold…a part of something split, beyond one world and the next-Oh, he liked that about Michael…And the red on one eye but not the other only showed it more than it ever could without.
David never was too shy in the way of self-expression either…Outfits that showed a little skin, makeup and eye-catching hair. All about the theatrics…Commanding of the eye and attention. Didn’t think there was anything to be scared of anymore, there’s nobody holding him down unless he let them. Always been a little queer, David was…Won’t change in a long century from now either. Michael wasn’t like that it seemed before tonight, a shame for a boy as pretty as he was-All he wanted to do was get the boy out of his shell, see what he’d do with it…and judging by the way he was staring at Michael’s face in the mirror he already was enraptured by what he was seeing.
“You’re a natural, Michael!” He wasn’t just grinning, but beaming. “Red’s a good color on you~” He rested his cheek on his hand, his act of encouragement maybe looking more smug than adoring as it was intended by him.
Ihavetohaveyou 𝕯avid pulls back at Michael’s flinch, even for just a second he saw the boy’s nerves before he could stop himself…Like the brush was a weapon that could hurt him in of itself as opposed to a brush painting on his own liberation and metamorphosis.
“The more you wince the longer it takes, Michael.”
He teased the brunette, sticking his tongue out just a bit in a way of trying to get him to ease up on all his pressure.
It was adorable when he looked nervous to the vampire but oh, did it ruin his little…creative process afoot.
In this moment the feelings David held for the boy became literal in a kind of sense rarely made this explicit between them…Michael now a blank canvas of discovery and desire under his touch for the blonde to encourage and help-ultimately this wasn’t about what the blonde wanted for him however, it was about what Michael needed and how David knew to give it to him.
“Stage fright is a real thing that plagues the nervous minds like ours…Happens to the best of us. Didn’t always used to be so assured in myself…In who I am. It takes time to find yourself in a world telling you who you have to be, not who you are.”
In some ways, David was a loud guy when he wanted to be…Hollering his way off bridges, roaring over a crowd…
In others he took to the more quiet aspects of life-lived long enough to become bored with it, the mundane and conventional things expected of humanity. Liked to rock the boat whenever he could just to see what the world would do in return…Life had a more exciting ring to it when he did dontcha think?
“Adagio from Piano Concerto No. 23’s a personal favorite of mine.” He says almost earnestly in spite of Michael’s tease, like a secret between two lovers never to be shared outside these walls.
"Sorry." Michael would say with a shy little twitch of his lips, closing his eyes so David could apply the makeup to his untouched eyelid.
He stayed very still, desperately hoping that the red in his cheeks had disappeared as the vampire leaned closer. David being so close was making his heart race. David being so open made him feel vulnerable for some reason.
It was strange, but it felt… safe.
“Wow, look at you, being all educational…” he would chuckle slightly. Cracking his free eye open as best as he could when David names a record. Genuinely surprised.
“Oh… really?” Michael would say. Subtly shifting forward more. “Uh— what does it sound like? Is it good?”
"You wanted me to! You were chanting, I just--" Was the weak protest that had began to come from Michael's throat, but his words trailed off slowly. The only sound in the air was his frantic breaths as he did his best to calm down. His hands were clenched so tightly at his sides that the knuckles had turned white. He hates it, but he actually flinched when David reached his hand out for him, stepping back. Glossy blue eyes frantically glanced between the golden orbs that stared back at him and the offered hand, swallowing hard.
"...You just don't want to lose your new chew toy." Michael would spat back in a whisper, words shakey as he carefully took another step back. His mind was screaming at him to run, but his legs felt as if they were sunken in place. Maybe because he knew deep down even if he tried, David would catch him easily. "All you have done is lie to me David. All of you have! Why--" Another breath came in with a choked inhale. "...Why should I trust any of you? Why would I want this after all of that?"
"Hey when a group starts chanting, might as well join in." The other three were the ones who started the chant if he remembers correctly. A small twinge of hurt, yet understanding formed in his eyes as the other flinched away from his hand and he stepped back.
The expression on his face goes from one of mild amusement to hurt and offended. "Never call yourself a chew toy, Michael. You are not a chew toy, for me, Star, or any of the boys." Max maybe, but that's another story. "I would never stoop so low as to think of you as a chew toy. Ever."
He pulls his hand back and holds them behind his back, tilting his head to the side. He's contemplating his options. Continue to hide the truth from him and lose him possibly forever. Or tell the full truth. Tell him about Max. It's clear that he's weighing his options as he squints his eyes, looking away from Michael in deep thought. Gold goes back to their natural light blue and fangs recede.
Ah screw it.
He takes in a deep breath and lets it out slowly. "Fine you want the WHOLE truth? I'm just going to warn you that you aren't going to like it very much, and the reason has nothing to do with me or my boys and Star. I don't want to lose you and I'm willing to risk mine and my family's lives for you by telling you the whole truth. No more hiding things from you."
Michael wanted to snap back at the vampire, tell him that he'd done a shit job of making NOT feel like a toy, but he doesn't. Instead clenching his jaw, teeth biting down on the inside of his bottom lip as blue eyes glared at the blonde. He's not sure if he believes David when the vampire says that he'd tell him the truth, but what else has he got to lose? "Fine. Tell me everything. And don't leave a single detail out." Michael would say lowly, heart beating faster in his chest. "If this doesn't have anything to do with you, why did you turn me into a vampire?"
Can we do lesbian activities together pleaseeeeee
You can even bring boy toy Mikey! 🧸
@vampirelover1987 🖤
"Okay!"
@starshallnotfall // @fallingxstarss
Us? Us 🙂↕️
“Us! You are particularly the one with the big buck teeth, haha.”
When you twin with your boyfriend and girlfriend
Oh this throuple my beloved.
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“Dada!” The little shout came loud and squealy. Little Estelle toddled up towards her dad quickly, smily and giggly. Little arms outstretched, already demanding to be picked up. Jupiter was close behind her, the toddler nearly tripping over his own little legs to keep up, big brown eyes wide and happy @fallingxstarss (baby time for Michael!)
Michael beams at the two kids as they run over. “Hello, my little angels!” He bends down and scoops Estelle up in one arm and Jupiter up in the other one. “How are we today? Are we playing nice with each other?”
The twins squeal happily when the are picked up, happily clinging to their daddy. Giggling all the while, Jupiter hiding his little face in Michael's neck.
Estelle's chubby hands find her daddy's face, trying to get his attention, her big brown eyes wide. "Daddy! Juju and me see doggy!" She proudly exclaimed, ever the more talkative of the two. Jupiter nods against Michael's neck, whispering a barely audible "pup pup."
Estelle makes a noise and pats his cheek once more, saying: "Daddy, you go?"
Michael’s joy at holding his children was always unbridled. He still couldn’t believe how lucky he was to have such wonderful kids. He laughs, allowing his children to grab at him as they please, minus sticking their fingers in his eyes.
“You guys saw a dog? That’s so cool!” He says enthusiastically. “Pup pup indeed!”
Michael turns to look at Estelle. “You want me to take you over to pet it?”
Etselle seemed to think this over, puffy her little cheeks out. Then she nodded. "Take to pup pup, Daddy!" She announced (perhaps demanded), pointing determinedly. Jupiter looked up, his little hands fisted into Michael's shirt as he quietly repeated: "Pup pup!"
“I will, I will,” Michael says repositioning Estelle to where he can make better eye contact with her. “But first: what’s the magic word? Do you remember the magic word?” He asks.
Estelle puffs her cheeks out, pouting at Michael as if she was annoyed at his delaying. But she does say the magic word. "Pwease?" She'd say, one chubby small hand patting Michael's cheek. "Pwease Pwaese?" Jupiter would say as well, his eyes big and wide. "Pretty Pwease, Daddy?"
Michael smiles wide at his children. “That’s the ticket! Of course, kids!”
Michael takes the kids over to the dog, taking a moment to check with the owner before crouching down and getting close to the pup.
“Okay, remember, gentle touch, don’t tug on its ears or poke at its eyes,” he says.
The twins squeal happily, little hands flying forward. But as gently as they possibly could, just as their father had requested. Estelle gently pat the dog's head, and giggled when the dog licked at her fingers. "Tickles!" She got out between giggles. Jupiter had preoccupied himself with gently stroking the dogs back. His little eyes get big and he looks up at Michael with innocent curiously. "Soft..." he'd whisper loudly.
Michael laughs at Estelle’s little giggles. “It does tickle, doesn’t it?” He turns to Jupiter. “Very soft, it would seem,” he says. “Good doggy, yeah?”
It’s funny, he thinks while looking at his kids. When he found out he was going to be a father, there was a part of him that was so scared of it. He was so worried he would end up being like his father, with his children coming to resent them. Even now, he’s worried he’s going to mess this up someday.
But as he holds his children and watches them laugh and play, he thinks back to the very first time he held them. That night, he made them a promise: he would never let himself become like his father. He would always try to teach them with a gentle hand. He would never make them doubt he loved them.
Suddenly, Michael would feel little hands on his face, and soon see Estelle’s big blue eyes staring up at him.
“Daddy, ice cream!” She announced loudly, little face determined. “We get? Want mommy!”
“Mommy…” Jupiter repeated, once of his small hands tugging at Michael’s sleeve. “Mommy like ice cream?”
Michael allows Estelle’s hands to squish into his checks “Oh, we done?” He says as well as he can.
Michael scoops his children back up. “Ice cream, huh? Well! You’ve both been good today. I’d say we can all go get a little treat, and bring some back for Mommy. How’s that sound?” He says.
Excited squeals fill the air, the toddles wiggling slightly as a cheer of "YAY" fills the air. "Daddy! Mommy want berry!" Jupiter would pip up, staring at his dad very intently. As it trying to make sure that he'd get his mama the EXACT ice cream she would like. Estelle, meanwhile, seemed very preoccupied in her own wants. "Choco! Choco choco, Daddy! Choco!" She'd say, tiny hands raised in the air as if it would help her announcement be louder.
Silly open starter lol
Michael’s finally figured out how to turn into his bat form! Hazah!
Insert squeaky fretting noises
…The bad news is that he can’t seem to figure how out to get out of it.
God. First David now him? Who’s next, you?
The bat simply squeaks louder, looking at the ghost with what could only be described as… a pouty angry look?
Michael made a sound that sound like the equivalent of an annoyed huff.
As if to say: ‘less talking, more helping!’
Holland stifled a laugh. “What do you expect me to do? I can’t bibaty bobbity boo you out of this. Come down here; let me get a better look.”
The little bat released another lil sound. Lightly slapping the tips of his wings against the ground in frustration.
It honestly looks like he’s tryna pout up at the ghost…
Was Michael really stuck? Shit, this might be a bigger deal than he realized.
“Mike, squeak once if you’re stuck but fine, twice if you’re stuck and panicking, and thrice if you’re fine.” If the ghost could sweat, he would be.
The bat seems to think about it for a moment before giving Holland a loud little squeak. Blinking up at the ghost.
As much as Michael hated to admit it, he thinks he’s getting used to this. For now…
As long as this didn’t last for like— a couple days…
"Oh, hey Rose! How has your night been so far?" -- Star @fallingxstarss
"Star! Hi, nights been good." Rose hummed with a smile. "How have you been? Boys not too much of a handful tonight I hope?"
forever-in-the-neon-lights
Rose held her. She has had girls cry on her for years. Mainly it was for very different reasons, but of course she was here for Star. Gently she rubbed her back." "I know. I know." She whispers. "It's a lot. We won't leave you Star." She adds with a small hum. "I promise."
Star did her best to force herself to calm down, taking shuttery deep breathes. Sniffling as she nuzzled her face slightly into the crook of Rose's neck. Part of her felt relived. The boys always seemed... annoyed when she tried to tell them her worries. Rose wasn't. Rose just held her. That honestly made her want to cry harder. "...David acts like I'm being stupid for being hesitant. Acting like... I'M the crazy one for not wanting to just... kill people! I hate it!" She sobs.
"It's humanity. You do get used to killing. It's not great. But it's what we need." She whispers.
She did her best to calm down the half vamp. Still rubbing her back slowly.
"David's a dick anyways."
Star released startled laugh at Rose’s words, the sound broken. “Ha— I know, right?”
She inhaled shakily, then exhaled. Sniffing once more as she repeats the action.
“I… I thought he cared… about me. Now he just acts like I’m a nuisance…”
Rose sighs and shakes her head. "I think he might still, I know he's capable of caring. With how much my darling Dove loves him." The ginger grumbles a little
"But that's nothing to dwell on. I'm here for you. Not my own negative feelings for David." She offers a small smile while pushing a hair behind Star's ear. "You are getting weaker. I can see it. I understand the hesitation..... the fears... but for your own safety Star..."
Star’s lip trembles as she pulls back slightly to look Rose in the eyes. Making a noise and leaning into the older woman’s touch when she brushed her hair behind her ear.
“I know…” she whispered, closing her eyes. Just trying to sink into the sensation of those cool, gentle fingertips for a moment.
“I know, but… I don’t know… I’m not sure HOW I should do this…” she confesses, feeling slightly embarrassed.
"If you want help. Or a buddy. I can help you." Rose offred. She'd help the girl hunt. Yes, she was used to hunting alone, but there have been times she's had someone by her side.. mainly Marko, but she wasn't thinking about that now. Right now, she was here to help Star.
"If it's picking a target. I go for someone who is scummy. A dude at the club who can't keep his hands to himself. Or an asshole on the boardwalk, bothinging someone. Ya know. The people the world might just be better without.
Star slowly exhaled, trying to regain control herself. Blinking rapidly to clear her teary eyes, looking at Rose with a wary, but hopeful gaze.
"You'd do that...?" She whispered, seeming genuinly surprised. None of the boys had offered to do this... not even Paul. Star swallowed. "O-okay... I think I can do that...." At least she hoped she could... she didn't think she could stand everyone looking at her like she did something wrong anymore.
"Of course I would. You shouldn't have to do this alone." She says with a smile. Rubbing her arm gently. Even though her Sire left her, he was still there for her first kill.
"I'll be there the whole time. And if you can't. That's alright. We'll try again another day. But you are getting weaker." She kept her voice gentle. She was worried for the half vamp.
Star sighed out slowly, suddenly feeling tired. Very very tired. Because Rose was right. She hadn't exactly been feeling that great lately. "...Why are you different?" She'd suddenly ask softly, looking at the older woman like she was something extrodinary. Like she was the first person that's been nice to her in a long time. Technically, she was.
"I mean... why aren't you like the boys? You don't... I don't know..." You don't act like I'm nothing just because I don't do what you want.
Rose tilts her head and looks at her. "Huh?" She was confused about what she meant. In a sense, she was exactly like the boys. They were all killlers. And like them she also took a sick enjoyment in it.
"Oh. Um..." she shrugs a little. "I don't know. Maybe it's a girl thing?"
That actually (thankfully) managed to finally get a laugh out of Star. The sound coming straight from her chest. Brown eyes teary as she stumbled a bit before steadying herself.
“Sorry—“ she choked out, wiping her eyes. “It’s not funny…”
“Boys are just… really stupid and mean, I guess…”
Rose smiles a little. "No. No. You don't need to apologise Star." She hummed. "And they can be. Especially David. I've been told he can be sweet. I've yet to see it."
The older vamp reached you to squeeze her hand.
“Sweet?” Star snorts. “Let me guess, Marko told you that?”
She gently squeezed the older woman’s hand back, smiling.
“Thanks, Rose. For… actually listening to me, I guess.”
"Yea. I still don't see what my Dove sees in him." Rose laughed and shook her head.
"Always Star. I'm here for you. Girl to girl
“I’m surprised you consider Marko a Dove.” Star teased, grinning slightly now.
“Girl to girl.” She’d repeat, crossing her and Rose’s pinkie’s together. A silent promise between them and only them.
"Well Doves are a type of pigeons. And ya know. It's a sweet pet name we call each other." She smiles.
She looks at her then their interlocked pinkies a smile tugging on her lips. Humming quietly. "Always"
“Yeah, though the only person that Marko is sweet to is you.” Star would teasingly argue.
She sighed softly. Looking down their interlocked pinkies.
“…Doesn’t it ever get annoying to you?” She’d suddenly ask, meeting the other woman’s eyes once more. “Having to be around and deal with men all the time? Not just the boys, but… ya know.”
She shrugs a little. "I know... yea. It's a little annoying." She answered. "I don't know what's easier to deal with.. at least annoying men at the club. I can. Ya know. Eat em."
Star couldn’t help but snort at that answer, a little bit of a mischievous smirk twitching on her lips.
“Is this your admission that sometimes you wish you could just eat the boys?” She teased playfully.
( 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃 ) ; one muse wipes blood off of the other. - @wanttobelongtosomeone // for davina..? 🥹 sorry they make me crazy/pos if not star is also good !!
Davina actually flinched when she suddenly felt fingers brushing against her cheek, the touch unexpected and out of nowhere. She instinctively turned, ready to snap, but quickly calmed down and composed herself when she saw that it was just Michael.
Michael Michael Michael, her good boy Michael~
The vampire inhaled sharply, a hand shooting up to hold Michael’s hand in placed as she licked some blood from the corner of her lips. Giving the boy a fanged, partly unreadable grin.
“Aw, taking care of me Michael? I thought ya didn’t like this part…” The words were half a mocking taunt, half a gentle tease.
There was something in her eyes, though. Something different, like she hadn’t expected anyone to touch her like that… especially not now.
Michael seemed to notice the tension in her posture, and he would have brought his hand back if it weren't for her grabbing his wrist. He didn't know why he had moved in the first place, didn't know why he would wipe blood off from a damn vampire, but his hand had moved before he could stop it. He looked a bit dazed as he met her eyes, a subtle anxiety creeping up his spine, as though terrified he had messed everything up all over again. Instead, he shook his head, a gentleness in his actions as he brought his other hand up to tuck a piece of her hair behind her ear.
"I don't." He was quick to affirm so, didn't want her getting the wrong idea that he enjoyed watching the carnage, whether that was before or after. But he still kept a careful smile on his lips as he tilted his head, "Just wanted to help a bit.. Doesn't it get annoying when its so.. messy?" He would certainly feel annoyed with all that blood.
A purr like chuckle escapes Davina's throat, her grin stretching wider. Her now golden eyes lidded slightly as she caught his older hand and pressed it to her other cheek. Michael was so warm... she liked it. This heat that didn't threaten to burn her.
"Hm~ Like my hair, Michael?" Her words were drawled, tone light and teasing. But it still held a familiar edge. One that Michael had most likely learned by now he had to stay on his toes for. "No, I don't mind the mess..." She answers, leaning just slightly closer. "The mess is what keeps things interesting. Exciting. And apparently, it makes you touch me... why wouldn't I like it?"
Michael didn't seem too surprised that her face was suddenly in his hands, definitely used to it whenever she got touchier, but he still made sure to cradle her like he was holding the world in his hands. His head tilted at her question, as if suddenly realizing what he had done earlier, and let out a nervous laugh, "I mean.. It is pretty, so.." What should have sounded flirty sounded more like a stumbled statement, as it often did from him.
He stayed rooted in place when she leaned in, eyes widening but refusing to budge. He couldn't help but grimace at her words, rolling his eyes, "To each their own, I guess.. I could never handle being covered in.. all of that." His face burned at the second part, averting his gaze, "I.. I could touch you any other time.."
The laugh that escaped Davina’s throat cut through the air. A familiar cackle, mocking. But there was a softness in it. Something fond as her hands released Michael’s own… and instead placed themselves on either side of his face.
She pressed her forehead against his, humming softly as her thumb stroked his soft warm skin.
“I would very much like that~ you are so adorable, Michael…”
Her cute little lamb.
Davina's laugh was one that always sent shivers down Michael's spine, her touch practically leaving him melting. He tried to stay strong in the midst of it though, even when every instinct in him told him to stay pliant, to let her have his way with him.. He couldn't help the way his face burned brighter at her words, a quiet huff escaping him before he could stop it.
"Oh, stop.." He mumbled, fighting back the smile that fought to creep onto his face. "I'm not adorable in the slightest."
"Denial doesn't look good on you, Mikey." Was what he got in response as Davina pulled back slightly to look at him.
"You are adorable... and you are very warm. Which means you like this, hmmm?"
"It's not denial.." Michael attempted to protest, his face twisted in a flustered pout as he took the distance to breathe, to think. At her words though, he froze, clearing his throat and looking the other way.
"And I.. I mean, I guess I do.." He mumbled, clearly still trying to keep his dignity despite how bright red he was.
“Awww…” Davina popped out her bottom lip, mockingly copying Michael’s cute little pout. Immediately laughing afterwards.
“So absolutely precious you are, aren’t ya Mikey?” The vampire chuckled, tilting her head.
“You like me… you like me a lot, huh? Come on, admit it… no one here but us~”
“Michael! Ah, just the man I wanted to see! You haven’t been hiding away on me, having you?” — Davina @fallingxstarss (MICHAEL RUN)
His eyes go wide, as if his mind was reloading, before he nervously cleared his throat. "I- Uh-" What was he supposed to say?? That he was just really nervous around her? "Nooo, not at all! I just.. you know.. get busy?" Very convincing.
wanttobelongtosomeone
There was always a sense of fear that ran up Michael's spine when he felt like he pissed her off, and now was certainly no exception. He kept the smile on his lips, even when every instinct deep within him told him he should've been long gone by now, that it was simply far too late for him to come out of this whole.
"I wouldn't lie to you." Michael was trying to play a game that he knew for a fact Davina had played for much longer, but he could use their closeness to his advantage. The hand patting her shoulder trailed up to her cheek, brushing a thumb over her cheek. "Could never lie to you.." A sweet tone, something he could only hope would help soothe the beast.
When her nose nuzzled against his, he could barely hide the tremble that went through his body. He was quick to return the action, his nose awkwardly nudging against hers. He was still new to all of this, after all.. "I mean, I don't really go anywhere but my house. It's all boring, surely you don't wanna know what I'm doing all the time.." Even saying it, a part of him knew he was definitely underestimating just how interested the vampire was in him. But, he could pretend for a little while, right?
If Davina had still needed air in her lungs, her breath would have hitched at the sudden feeling of the hand on her cheek. Brown eyes widened just slightly, actually looking caught off guard for once. She's still. Very still. As if even she wasn't quite sure how to react to this.
"...That's another lie." She'd finally say, words barely above a whisper. But she didn't pull away. No, instead, she got even closer, seeming to nuzzle into him. Closing her eyes. "You never bore me, Michael." And that was the truth. She could say more, go on and on. But she'd rather not. She'd not about to poor her heart out to a boy that was trying to escape her.
"...I find you very interesting. The first interesting thing I have had in a very long time." Davina opened her eyes. Giving the boy that familiar, smug little smirk. "And beautiful~"
Michael would take all the wins he could get in this situation, even if it was only a second of throwing Davina off. When she spoke, though, his shoulders tensed ever so slightly. Maybe he should stop trying to sweet talk her, it was clear that it wasn't working too well.. He decided not to respond to her accusation, simply offering a smile when she nuzzled closer. Stay calm, stay docile.. Don't make himself look any more interesting to her.
"I think I'm just a boring person in general." It was true, compared to everything he'd said before. He never really saw what Davina saw in him.. Never really knew what about him had captured the vampire's attention so easily, so deeply. He found himself shifting back when her eyes opened, an almost instinctual movement.
At her last statement, his face suddenly grew warm, eyes widening. It was clear he didn't expect it, with the way his ears grew red and his lips opened in a silent gasp. "I- Well- You-" He was speechless for a moment, before he cleared his throat, kept smiling like she hadn't left him reeling. "You're beautiful too.." Another truth, in moments of lying. Davina really was a sight, always left him breathless whenever they were face to face, eye to eye, like this.
A chuckle rumbled from Davina's throat, the vampire looking very cat like in the moment. A little too smug and proud of Michael's flustered look and stuttering. "You flatter me, Michael..." One of her hands slipped upwards, and suddenly her finger was pressing at Michael's bottom lip. Tracing the tip carefully across it. Seeming to marvel at it's texture, humming.
"...You're precious. Has anyone ever told you that?"
If Michael looked flustered before, it got astronomically worse at her touch. He felt like he was rebooting, a lapse in his judgement as he leaned in closer to her, nothing but putty in the vampire's hands. "'s not flattering," He hummed, even when his eyes were blown out, "Just true.."
His lip trembled beneath her finger, warm breath ghosting over freezing skin as he tilted his head. He knew he was falling into the trap, knew if he let this go any further, she'd have him right where she wanted him.. But maybe she knew exactly where he was meant to be. "They haven't.. I don't think anyone would use that word for me but you."
That only seemed to make the irritatingly smug smirk that was present on Davina's face widened. "So I'm the first?" She'd say, the words coming out in a purr. "...Good." She gently tapped her finger against Michael's lips once more. "Then I could perhaps kiss these precious lips, shouldn't I, Michael? Would you like that?"
Michael hated the way Davina was making him feel, hated the way his body was responding, the way his heart was fluttering. But he couldn't help but nod at her words, reacting before he could even stop himself.
"I-I mean, I won't.. wouldn't be opposed to.." He licked his lips, looking at her like a lost puppy waiting to be led. "I.. Yes, I would like that.."
That was all the answer that Davina needed.
Michael would just barely be able to finish his sentance before the vampire was leaning forward, closing the remaining space between them in the blink of an eye.
Cool lips ever so softly pressed against the boy’s, giving him a gentle kiss. Holding there for a moment before she pulled back.
“Well!” Davina chirped softly. Looking as smug as ever. “They definitely are soft~”
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