Color me blue

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“It’s been done so many times before.” Finn feigned a pout, not actually hurt from his countless heartbreaks. He had a feeling Aria wouldn’t deny him anyway. “Of course. It’s not everyday the guards are so absent. I’d break you out if I wasn’t just a measly human.” He smiled warmly, sitting on the other side of the bars and passing her the cards. “You can cheat by dealing them out. It’s only go fish. You know how it works?”

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“Makes sense, considerin’ ‘ve never heard it so quite before.” Finn looked around and noticed the empty cells, cringing a little at the punishments they must be getting. “I don’t blame them for sleepin’ with each other. It’s a wonder how you got through it.” He didn’t flat out ask if he’d masturbated but he shook his head nonetheless, wishing he had a filter sometimes. “Don’t respond to that.” He breathed the words out and laughed softly under his breath. “Yeah, I’m alright. Can’t complain so that’s the good thing. How’ve you been, then, mate?”

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“Wouldn’t dare charge ya extra after a phone call like that.” Finn offered a small smile, although he didn’t exactly know what the words meant, he could tell they weren’t exactly pleasant. He could tell the man was distracted but he didn’t mind, he got busy on drying some glasses he had brought back from the dishwasher. “Well, not paid exactly. I get paid in things, mostly. And kisses. My mistress treats me well either way, there’s not much more I could ask for.” He shrugged a shoulder, mostly just rambling on because he was getting bored of the lack of costumers. “She owns this place.” He wasn’t sure whether or not this was a close friend of Jennifer’s or a stranger but whatever it was, Finn would never talk down on his mistress in front of anyone. “I barely noticed. You must have worked a long time on getting rid of that accent though I’d prefer it, I think. The french language is so beautiful, after all.” He set a clean glass back on the shelf and picked up another glass to dry. “So, this is an important question. Do you think in French or in English?” 

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“You’re no piece of shit, Master.” The words are soft spoken and Finn glances up to find that Levi hasn’t stopped looking at him since his confession of loving every part of him. He feels oddly vulnerable and his cheeks heat up on their own accord. The hand on his neck is oddly reassuring contact and he feels himself melt into the touch like he hasn’t done in so long. Levi had been so distant without Finn even realizing it and that was his own fault. He needed to focus more on pleasing both of them but.. mainly Levi. After all, he was the one that he truly couldn’t live without. “I can’t obey that order. Everyone is worth something. You can’t tell me you aren’t worth my love when it’s already been given. You can’t take away that feelin’ I have.” He huffs a laugh and reaches a hand up to wipe his eyes that had somehow managed to have a tear or two trapped in his lashes. “Well you’re bloody annoying when you talk of leaving like that. What did you even mean by it all?” His eyebrows were still creased even after he felt much better with the somewhat affirmation that Levi loved him back. He still wondered what brought this all on and why Levi seemed so angry at him in the first place; he waited for an answer.

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His eyes finally met Levi’s at the sudden burst of words. It was clear he hadn’t expected Finn’s confession but how? After all they’d been through together it should have been blatantly obvious that he loved him. The only thing that kept Finn from saying it was the fact that he was scared Levi would run. After all, he read in that supernatural book that vampires never truly had the same emotions as humans after they were turned. “It isn’t very usual to ask why when I person tells ya they love ya.” He manages a small laugh but it’s clear there is still concern written all over his face. “Did ya think I fuckin’ hated ye over these pasts months, then? Have I not shown my appreciation for ya enough? By callin’ ye Master willingly and lettin ya drink from my veins?” He wasn’t sure how to explain his feelings for Levi but that didn’t make them any less true. “You kept me from killin’ myself, helped me to the doctor’s after what Caleb did, defended me no matter what the situation was. And.. I love ya for it.” 

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The name brought him back to the situation just a bit and Finn remembered all the talks they had of running away from this place, from their slave status. He could tell Levi clearly wasn’t becoming used to their situation like Finn was. “I..” Those words definitely took him off guard; had him brushing a hand through his hair and clearing his throat. “She told me she loved me.” He isn’t sure what else he can manage to say so he just moves to sit down on the closest piece of furniture. He slumps over, fingers intertwining as he sighs deeply. He made sure Levi was okay with the situation from the start but it seemed times have changed and now he needed to make a choice. “But... I love you.” 

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This wasn’t something Finn was used to hearing, at least, Levi usually kept his emotions to himself. He wondered if he had been tired for a long time now or if it was a new feeling. Considering vampires didn’t technically have to sleep, he grew concerned and furrowed his eyebrows. “I’d say let’s go. You know Jennifer doesn’t care where we go as long as...” He’s unsure if Levi means getting the fuck out permanently but he doesn’t mention it for hopes that he’s wrong in thinking so. “You’d... want to get out with me too, right?”

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“Yes, I think so.” Finn breathed the words out, clearly affected by something unknown. “Pretty sure it’s some kind of spell.”

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“No, I-” Finn holds up his hands, showing that he’s clearly not touching himself even though his cock is aching. “But I really want to be doing that right now, I think... that’s disgusting, I’m sorry, I don’t-- know what’s going on with me.”

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Finn is angry to hear the other man’s voice and still feel attraction from the spell put upon him. More than anything, it makes him feel vulnerable which is something he never wants to be with Caleb again. “Get away from me.”

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“Does it look like I give two shits if he looked hurt? Don’t let him get to you, Finn, he’s just trying to mess with your fucking head,” Levi responded angrily. The fact that he almost seemed sorry for him made him want to kill the motherfucker even more. “So don’t give a shit. But I can’t rest knowing he still gets to breathe-” Jennifer’s words interrupted him, and he spun to glare harshly at her, breathing hard. He was getting so worked up, he was practically shaking with anger. “You’re fucking pathetic,” he spat at her, shaking his head. “Wolfsbane tea? That’s your solution to dealing with this? Fuck you both for bending over and letting him get away with this.” He made no move to disobey her, but he began pacing irritably, pointedly ignoring them. If he couldn’t go after him now, he’d just have to wait for a time when he could.

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Finn felt trapped between the two of them, shouting out completely different things. Well, Levi did most of the shouting. “My head is fine.” He huffed out the words, clearly annoyed more with himself than anyone else in the room. He was right, Caleb did still have a hold on him and he cursed himself for it. When Jennifer offered up drinking wolfsbane tea there was no argument from Finn. “I’ll drink it, that’s-” He was interrupted quickly by Levi and he practically bit his own tongue to keep from defended his mistress. He wasn’t sure if Levi was too worked up about the whole thing or if Jennifer giving him orders pissed him off but either way, Finn didn’t like where things were headed. “I’m not spreading my ass for him, Levi.” His voice is steady and calm just like his actions. His fingers are fiddling when he speaks next, both of his masters now pacing the floor, he was scared for what Jennifer might do after Levi’s words. “There’s nothing to get away with. He’s a master and we were slaves at the time. He’s sadistic, twisted, a fucking freak. Fighting back will only make things worse. We wouldn’t be able to get away with anything.” He feels tears rising in his eyes but they’re more out of anger than anything. He absolutely hates Caleb for doing this to them. 

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Finn nodded when the girl held her hand out, a clear sign to stop whatever he was thinking of doing. “Please, yes-- don’t..” His hard on has no intention of going anywhere and he wants so badly to ravish the girl just because she’s the only one in front of him at the moment. “I need to find her.”

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Finn is sure he hasn’t heard a sentence that strange ever but considering that was a magic festival going on, he shouldn’t be surprised there is some kind of spell put on everyone. “So you feel it too?” He’s already moving to her, his body practically shaking from arousal. “Yes, yes. Bite me, please.”