"As individuals, they’re both remarkable—each in their own way. Rory has this softness of a little one, while Axel… well, Axel is steadfast, fierce in his own right. But if you’re asking about them together?"
He exhales, almost amused.
"I see it. There’s something there—a bond forged by years, by shared history, by everything they’ve survived. And honestly? I’m at peace with it. Axel is mine in every way that counts, and I trust him. They’re more than friends, but it’s not a threat. Rory’s still finding his footing; he needs someone like Axel to guide him. And Axel… he needed it as well, having his friend back. They balance each other. So yeah, it’s all good."
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What are you to me (check all that apply)?
[] A stranger.
[] No one important.
[] An ant under my boot.
[] A pet.
[] A toy to mess with.
[x] A source of entertainment.
[] Someone I would like to fuck.
[] Someone of romantic interest to me.
[] Other (will specify).
Where did I meet you?[x] In a club/at a bar.
[] On the streets.
[] I found your lost dog and brought it back to you. (Actually, I just used that as an excuse to come up to your door.)
[] I stole someone’s phone and found your contact information.
[] In a graveyard.
[] In your apartment, making myself at home.
[] In your kitchen where you found me rifling through your fridge.
[] In your bed. It was comfortable, by the way.
[] That one time I was swimming in a pool of blood.
[] One of your friends arranged a meeting with you.
[] I don’t even care where we met.
[] Other (will specify).
I think you (check all that apply):
[] Are a waste of molecular matter.
[] Are strange, odd, and/or weird.
[x] Would look good covered in blood.
[] Would make a nice hood ornament.
[] Would taste good with a bit of red wine.
[] Are easy prey.
[] Are not worth my time.
[] Need to get me a pie before I shank you.
[] Are obnoxious.
[] Are fun to tease/mess with/scare.
[x] Try too hard to gain my attention.[x] Are asking for trouble.
[] Are wasting my time having to fill this out for you.
[] Are my worst enemy reincarnated.
[] Are late. Where’s my sandwich?
[x] Are one of life’s greatest mysteries.
[] Other (will specify).
If you kissed me?
[] I would smile and laugh.
[] It would be a quickie.
[] It would involve tongue.
[x] It would be aggressive.
[x] I would softly bite your lip.
[] I would explore your neck and jaw.
[] Let’s hit up the bedroom.
[] You remember what happened last time?
[] I’d say that’s awkward…
[] I’d be shocked.
[] I would slap you.
[] I would push you away gently.
[] I would shove you away harshly.
[] We wouldn’t.
[] Lol no.
[] You would lose your tongue in a few seconds.
[] Other (will specify).
If you were caught in an explosion, I would:[x] Laugh in amusement.
[] Tell you to stop being a drama queen.
[x] Check to see how injured you were.
[] Get upset that your blood got on my clothes.
[] Steal your wallet while you’re distracted with your broken limb.
[] Take your kidney while you’re passed out.
[] Pick you up and hang you by the legs in a nearby tree. (To ensure you don’t get hit by a car?)
[] Leave you there to die.
[] There was an explosion?
If I saw you right now, I would:
[] Steal your kidney.
[] Stab you with my knife.
[] Poke you in the eye.
[] Move into your apartment to piss you off.
[x] Make you take my dog for a walk and hope you give her a bath as well.
[] Give you a hug while I whisper death threats in your ear.
[] Push you into oncoming traffic.
[] Tell my boyfriend “That’s the one who gave me a black eye!”
[] Yell at you.
[] Do nothing.
[] Other (will specify).
What I want from you (check all that apply):
[] A good laugh at your expense.
[] One of your limbs.
[] To test this questionable liquid substance.
[] A kiss.
[x] Sex.
[] To be my bitch.
[] My money back.
[x] To kiss my ass (figuratively).
[] To kiss my ass (literally).
[] To get hit by a car while I film it.
[x] A sandwich.
[] A conversation.
[] Your blood.
[x] Your soul.
[] A date.
[] To just shut up.
[] To just go away.
[] To give my dog a walk and a bath.
[] Your wallet.
[] Other (will specify).
He could see that Richard's smile was a heartbroken one, and for a second he decided not to question him further on that man. But his curiosity took the best of him and, wrapping his arm around the other's shoulder to pull him closer. "Some pains are harder to erase than others. But you don't have to hide them from me. I want to know everything about you, or how am I supposed to help you?" He kissed his forehead, lingering a second longer to let him feel his love and protection before standing up. "Enough sentimentality," he smirked, "let's have some fun." He extended his hand toward the younger vampire, smirk still on his lips.
The scent of salt and rust clung to the air as Asriel leaned against the corroded railing of the docks, his polished shoes incongruous against the cracked wood. The harbor was quiet, the city’s pulse muted by the predawn haze. He didn't turn as footsteps approach—he didn't need to. “Richard,” he said, voice smooth as aged whiskey, “you’re late.”
A beat. The lap of water against the pilings filled the silence. “I brought you a gift.” Asriel finally glanced over his shoulder, his coat shifting just enough to reveal the glint of a silver flask in his pocket. His smile was slow, deliberate. “Or perhaps it’s a test. Either way, you’ll want to see this.”
