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Marius wasn't quite sure what had convinced him that dressing up at Amadeo’s rooms was the best idea for tonight’s event. He eyed himself in the mirror, wondering if it really was the best idea ever to let his child in the Blood convince his beautiful Pandora of taking Marius on a date, much less pick him his outfit for said date. 

But he simply could not say no — not when Amadeo showed up in a charming pair of grey sweatpants and nothing else! Not even a shirt, not even underwear… Amadeo could have asked him to sink a ship and Marius would have considered.

“Master, have you cut your hair already?”

Marius was just finishing with his makeup to pass as human and he was sure Pandora would do the same.

“No, I haven’t cut my hair yet, no…” He said absent mindedly while putting down a setting spray. 

Amadeo came into the bathroom bringing Marius’ outfit. After hanging it for Marius, he then propped himself up the sink counter. 

“Do you have any idea of a style? I can pick one if you’d like.” Amadeo said already searching for his phone. 

Marius could hardly focus when his child's cock was perfectly outlined on the light grey sweatpants he wore. It would never again grow hard in his touch, but looking at Amadeo's chest had him longing for the past. Their growing relationship seemed to be evolving into more and more erotic encounters, it seemed, and it made Marius thirst for him now like he had been for his mortal ward. 

“You smell lovely,” Marius said in a teasing tone, unsure if it was his perfume or nostalgic synesthesia which sometimes made him smell the boy he once held in his fledgling's preternatural skin. “Are you expecting someone after I leave?”

“Danny is coming back tonight. You're not the only one having a date tonight… We're spending the night in but it's still a date night.”

“Daniel, hm?” Marius said, taking the pair of scissors and a comb. “I know which style I will use. Close your eyes.”

Amadeo pouted playfully, which always made him look devourable and delicious to Marius. He complied eventually, closing eyes and giggling.

Marius worked at preternatural speed to cut his hair exactly like Daniel’s — his ward always saying it would suit Marius quite well since they were both blondes with straight hair even if Marius' curled up past the shoulders. 

When Amadeo opened his eyes, his heart fluttered in strong beats, reflecting in a blush on his face. “Master! Master you look—” He covered his mouth, all smiles. 

“Do you like it?”

“Yes!” He almost squealed. 

"Daniel always said his cut would suit me. Guess he was right." Marius could not resist taking the ipad off his hands to come stand before him, pushing knees apart and placing himself between Amadeo’s legs. 

His fledgling's eyes widened at the sudden shift in their conversation. “Oh, Master, are you trying to make Danny jealous, somehow?”

He wasn't thinking of anyone else right then. They would both meet their other lovers soon. 

Marius touched a gentle finger to Amadeo’s chin, lifting it and pulling him in for a sweet, teasing kiss. Licked his lips, and swirled tongues outside their mouths, always pulling back to see Amadeo eagerly push forward, eliciting a dark chuckle from him. “How sweet…”

“You’re being a tease, master… When neither of us can stay…”

“You teased me first with this bit of cheek.” He palmed his favourite cock in the world and Armand spreaded his legs further as if on command.

“I used to love when you touched me so much…” He moaned, eyes briefly closing. “Please… Do it again? For old times' sake?”

Marius chuckled, pulling his sweatpants down just enough to release his delight. He lowered his head to repeat their very first act of intimacy. Gently lapped at the tip, before closing his lips around it while his hand pulled back the foreskin and masturbated Amadeo. He sucked the tip in a perfect vacuum, focusing on that part before moving down to swallow Amadeo’s cock whole. His hand kept moving up and down in a discreet swirl of wrist while he bobbed his head, drawing moan after moan from Amadeo. 

“It still feels dreamy, master…" He moaned, long and languid. "not because my body loves it, but because it's you, and we're together again to relive this…”

“Mm,” he hummed, satisfied, lapping a tongue at the tip, as if he could taste anything in it, but savouring it eagerly either way. “Pinch your nipples, then, darling. I always loved the sight of you toying with them.”

He obeyed diligently, and Marius whispered a quiet “Good boy,”and without announcing it, Marius closed his mouth on his fledgling's femoral. Drinking him in large, long gulps. Savouring the same taste he loved, now transformed by Marius' own Blood. He could taste himself in Amadeo's Blood and moans, and it filled him with possessive lust. Marius would vehemently deny being vain, but it was delicious to know Armand was his down to the way he tasted. He sent nothing to Amadeo through the swoon — but he permitted this possessive desire be sent through it to his heart, and Amadeo experienced his swoon in a sung string of little, raspy moans — wobbly legs, shivering. 

How sweet the teary-eyed look on his face once Marius was done feasting. 

"Master…" He reached a hand to cup Marius' cheek and he melted into his boy's hand. 

Marius closed the puncture with a final kiss, licking the trail of Blood and laying little suckles on his groyne and legs. He also kissed the little cocklet as if bidding it goodnight. “Happy, my little eros?”

Amadeo moaned, rubbing swirling patterns on his nipples. “Was already happy when I saw your haircut.” He whispered, and Marius believed. 

“Pull them apart, Amadeo. Now pinch them really hard — that's it. Rub a wide thumb at them. Slowly. Slowly, child. Yes… Now pull them apart again.” 

Marius touched his lips to the supple, rich flesh surrounding the pink nub on the chest — but all he did was touch a tongue tip to it, then flick it up, down and in swirling motion around Amadeo’s right nipple. Marius knew if he insisted on this, they would both be panting into each other's mouth, and he'd get nowhere with his outfit.

“Keep rubbing them.” He ordered, satisfied. Standing up, he finished grooming his hair, then moved to put on his black tie suit, buttoning gold cufflinks. 

Amadeo had hazy, lustful eyes. 

“I did not tell you to stop, child.”

"But you look too handsome not to look at…" He moaned in protest, and the same nostalgia that had him tasting like their shared past had Marius swearing he saw a sweet blush on his cheek. "Master, I die from this…"

Oh, how delightfully nostalgic… 

Marius finished getting ready and checked his phone. Pandora's message confirmed she would be at the Opera Garnier at 7pm on the dot.