Jonah Flannagan

“Oh, definitely,” Jasper agreed almost instantly, spinning to face the voice that had spoken to him. “I think I scared everyone off with how much fun I’m having!” Most of his clothes had already somehow managed to disappear throughout the party, so he had been out there dancing in just a pair of pants. “You look pretty tasty yourself,” he teased as let himself be pulled toward the dance floor while still moving to the beat.

“Oh? A half-witch thanks a vampire looks tasty? Be still my heart...Oh wait!” Jonah grinned as he looked at the other, turning around as he did so. “Are you having a good time?” Jonah asked as he pulled the other so they were pressed together, his arms around the other man’s neck with a cheeky grin as he started dancing with him.

The faerie moaned softly into the vampire’s ear as he started to grind against the boy’s ass, his cock stiff in the single piece of clothing he still wore. “You feel nice, too,” he sighed, leaning in and sliding his tongue along Jonah’s jaw before pressing a kiss to his lips with a moan. He pulled their bodies closer together, feeling his warm skin against the vampire’s coolness.

The difference in temperature really appealed to Jonah, and he couldn’t help but groan out in pleasure. Jonah bit his bottom lip as he looked at the other. “Can I ride you now?” Jonah asked with a pout before moaning as his pout was kissed away. He pressed himself closer against that gloriously warm skin, purring almost like a kitten against hte other man’s lips.

Silas hadn’t been one to attend parties, let alone a festival, but he figured it would be fun to see what all the fuss was about. As he made his way through the crowd, he ran into someone. Paying no attention to his surroundings, as he sometimes did, he fell down. Before he could return to his feet, he stared at the young vampire as he spoke, helping him up.

Standing there, his head tilted slightly, his eyes aimlessly wandering over the boy’s features. Taking in an unneeded breath of the boy’s scent, his eyes blackened for a moment or two before returning to their normal state. Silas was never fully aware of reality. There were just too many things going on in his head that let him enjoy the freedom of the present.

As he stood there, his facial expression remained blank, although his eyes did much of the wandering before settling on the boy’s. “Now, now..” he scolded softly. “You have to apologize for being so rude.” Warning the fellow vampire as his icy fingers rose to glide over the boy’s neck. Clicking his tongue, he huffed slightly. “No fire underneath your skin.. not healthy indeed.” referring to the boy’s own cold touch. His hand moving to the boy’s hair and then slowly caressed his face. “What does your mummy call you, little bird?” Silas asked curiously as he stepped forward, practically towering over Jonah.

Jonah tilted his head much like a confused puppy as he looked at the other with an amused expression on his face. But when the eyes blackened, Jonah wasn’t scared. He was enthralled, actually. “Ooooooh, pretty eyes,” Jonah purred playfully with a cheeky grin as he watched them revert back to normal after a moment or two.

Jonah shivered as he felt the other man’s fingers on his skin. “I’m sorry mister...?” Jonah asked, really wanting to know the other man’s name. “And if that’s the case, I hardly doubt you’re one to talk.” Jonah teased playfully with a giggle before pouting. “Mommy’s been dead for a while, silly!” Jonah grew up with that fact, although he tried not to dwell on it.

“Daddy called me Jonah though. Or his little swordsmen. Daddy was a blacksmith in a faraway land. I got drained here when I was smuggling some weapons for dad.” Jonah explained.

The moans were music to the faerie’s ears, his own cock starting push against the fabric of his underwear and poke at Jonah’s ass. “Well, I’m very glad that I met you, Jonah,” Leukos sighed. His hand quickened slightly on the boy’s shaft, wanting to hear more of the sounds Jonah was making. “Faerie dust, of course. Just enough to make you sleepy, but not enough to make you actually pass out.”

Jonah let out a whimper as the other man started moving his hand faster and faster on his shaft, and Jonah’s legs spread as he started thrusting his hip. “T-That feels nice...” Jonah mummbled before pouting. “Fairy magic is cool...” Jonah admitted as he moaned, his hands clenching as he bit his bottom lip.

Alek couldn’t help but grin at the other, lips spreading over teeth as he watched the young vampire getting excited over the prospect of them playing harder. “You were fragile.” He said with a shake of his head. “Father always said to watch my strength… I didn’t want to hurt my human friend.

“You were overly catious,” Jonah said, playfully sticking his tongue out as he looked at the other. “But now we can play as rough as we want!” Jonah said excitedly with a grin. “What do you want to play?” Jonah asked as he hopped down from the other man’s back with a grin as he started thinking of ideas. “Any ideas, Fire-breath?”

“Pretty, Sir?” He questioned as his cheeks became rosy and his eyes shimmered as he knew the depth of the man’s words. His fingers gripped the handle soo tight that his palms and fingers began to hurt. He’d cehck them to make sure they weren’t bleeding but they were still sore. “Thank you, Sir. But I’m told to do these things. I can’t tell them no.” He lowered his head. “I’m Ty, Sir.” 

“Of course you’re pretty, silly! Don’t you walk by a mirror from time to time?” Jonah giggled as he playfully reached over to pincht he other man’s cheek before letting it go. “Hm...Well what if someone was to rent you? Master’s outrank guards after all, right?” Jonah asked with a big grin on his face.

It would have been easy to be resentful of this boy who had apparently had it so easy, when Vincent had been sacrificing himself for years to make sure he and Levi could scrape by but the human knew that making enemies was not a good idea. So he took a deep breath and let it out slowly, “You have good fortune, then. Not all of us are so lucky.” He decided to say, the ghost of a smile on his lips.

Jonah hummed and kept on smiling...Although it was a bit more strained. “I wouldn’t really call being bled almost to the point of death and then changed good fortune,” Jonah said, feeling sadness start to creep inside his heart. But he refused to acknowledge it! “Now come. I’m going to rent you,” Jonah said before dashing off to get a guard and soon they were coming to confirm the process. “Is there anything you wanna do while we go back to my place? Shopping, eating, swimming?” Jonah listened off.

Ty flenched, catching the handle right before it landed. He stood still, cautious even. Worried that if he mad too sudden of a move, he’d trigger the master’s swift hand. “Um.” Was all he could say as he wanted to continue sweep but he knew he had better give his undivided attention. “The guard said someone said that I was to do these chores, S-s-Sir. Is that not okay?”  

Jonah pouted at that and shook his head. “Of course it’s not okay! You’re pretty. Pretty slaves should be entertaining masters like me! Not doing chooores,” Jonah whined as he looked at the other and watched curiously. “What’s your name? Mine’s Jonah.” Jonah asked curiously.

Jonah grinned as he moved along the festival, having the time of his life. The young man adored things like this! And he was happy that he was getting to enjoy it! However, Jonah yelped as he found himself colliding with someone and pouted as he picked himself up. “That wasn’t very fun...” Jonah groaned as he looked at the other before grinning.

“Another vampire!”” Jonah squealed energetically before grinning. “We’re going to be friends, okay? Sorry. You don’t get a say!” Jonah grinned as he looked at hte other and pulled him up onto his feet.

Less than a year. So he was as young as he looked then. To be honest, he wasn’t used to the younger ones, most of the people he dealt with were older, or not so far apart in age. Vincent nodded though, “So you’ll always have that sweet face, then.” Then a little more cautiously, “I’m surprised you have the money to be here, no offence.”

Jonah laughed and shook his head. “None taken! I’m not one of the super rich vampires, although I’m well off. My father and me lived out of these lands, so we were able to find jobs even as humans. He was a blacksmith, and I was his assistant. We were really popular should people need weapons for whatever reason,” Jonah admitted with a shrug. “Mom was a rather wealthy woman before passing. Dad could have easily lived off of the money, but decided to give it all to me since he hated the thought of not working,” Jonah explained.

Ty swallowed hard as he watched the elite play with the broom a moment before his eyes were forcibly focused on the line of the male’s cheeks. He was speechless. He was to respect them in order to avoid all forms of punishment and it had seemed to work so far. “I am afraid I can’t, Sir. Not even if I wanted to. I don’t want to get hurt. I think I should go back to sweeping.” 

Jonah shrugged his shoulders before tossing the broom back the other and hummed. “Who told you to sweep though? Such a boring task,” Jonah said with a mock yawn as he sat down in one of the chairs of the room that they were currently in.

Ty heard the voice break through the crowd. He was far too busy with assigned chores that he needed this distraction. The halfling would never survive a second in the wings of a violent match of strength. So there he was sweeping away. He wasn’t one to disobey so the guards near by let him roam within the small space freely. He sighed softly as he smiled up at him ready to enjoy the moment’s conversation and welcomed distraction. He’d cower a moment, settling back down. “I, um.” He grew nervous, gripping the broomstick tighter. “Nothing of enough importance, Sir. How about yourself?” He looked at the ground. 

“I can tell,” Jonah said with a pout as he saw the other was sweeping! How boring! Jonah grinned as he playfully reached over and grabbed the broom from him with a smile. “You know...If you ask nicely, I could easily do this in a few seconds so we can do something more...Less-boring, at the very least.” Jonah grinned. “What do you say?”

If anything; at least he could see his friend more often. Jonah had been the person he had grown up playing with when he was able to see. “You’re all different now–” He stated as he leaned in so he could inhale deeply. “And stronger!” He grinned. “We can play harder now.”

“I’m a vampire now! Of course I’m stronger,” Jonah giggled as he looked at hte other with a big grin on his face. “Play harder?” Jonah asked with a tilt of his head and an excited grin. “Yay! You always refused to play harder when I was human. Always thinking I was fragile,” Jonah said with a pout.

“Nice? If you’re pretending to be nice, you clearly haven’t been a vampire long enough,” he snorted. “It also doesn’t protect you from me ripping out you’re throat.” A pause. “Were you aware that you still smell slightly of human? It’s rather gross.” Even if Jonah wasn’t being mean, that didn’t mean Glenn wouldn’t be.

Jonah giggled when the other asked if he was pretending to be nice. “I was offering to help you to do something fun! Although I guess a game of chase would be fun, I’d appreciate the teeth not being near my neck,” Jonah teased with a playful smirk. “Oh, do I? You know, touch of death body wash is so hard to come by these days,” Jonah joked with a grin.

Glenn wasn’t known for having patience – especially for young and stupid people. As the other seemed to go on about whatever he’d seen, and then go on to insult the wolf, he slowly turned his head to the young vampire, his eyes gold. “Are you going to rephrase your question or should I bash your face into the wall?”

Jonah blinked as he looked at the other, a small smile on his face as he looked at the other. “What? I didn’t say anything mean! I just thought I’d come help liven up your day! I mean, you’re catching petals in your wolf form silly!” Jonah pointed out with a big grin. “I was doing nothing but being my normal, nice self,” Jonah said with a smile.

Alek immediately began to shush the other, “No, shh, he said I can go home if I try hard enough. I just have to prove myself.” He looked hopeful, his eyes turning so he could look at the other. “I thought I’d never see anyone I care about ever again. I missed you, Jonah.” With that he wrapped the man in a large hug.

Jonah quieted down when the other shushed him for his sake, but couldn’t help but to wonder if the other man was actually telling the truth when he told his friend that. Jonah might have to do some digging...Although he had no intentions of going near the jerk again. “It’s nice to see you to, Fire-Breath,” Jonah said with a smile as he hugged him.