#stigranselm

Manny stared at the expensive-looking gold and jade bracelet Stigr had gifted him where it sat on his kitchen counter. He honestly had no idea what to do with it. He knew it was something to wear, much like the leather and chain bracelets and random assortment of rings he wore on the daily. But this felt a little... much. All because of sex a few weeks ago. He felt the need to return it.

"You're late," Henri said as Stigr entered. He'd let himself into his sire's suite since Stigr knew he'd be coming. Henri wasn't someone who liked surprises and therefore didn't thrust them upon others. "Is this how you treat your first fledgling nowadays by keeping them waiting? I know I told you when I was arriving." A grin spread over his lips as he stood from the arm chair and strode over to the older vampire who was actually right on time. "Been a while since I've seen you in the flesh, Anselm. You look well."

"Stiggy, there you are!" Khion all but flung himself onto the councilman with arms around his neck. He wasn't drunk yet, just happy to see the older man he hadn't in a while. Well, it wasn't too long but Khion had a flare for dramatics for attention. He pulled back to check out Stigr, brows raised a little. "My, don't you look handsome." As if that was unusual for Stigr.

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Noel's short stop at Euphoria kept finding a way of extending. It wasn't by choice because the ghoul certainly didn't need any of his money and he would much rather give it to Khion's employer than Lucien's current toxic narcissistic obsession and yet just as he was about to find his way to the exit he saw a certain councilman he hadn't for far too long. He managed to make his way back to the bar and next to the Swede.

"I swear to fucking god," Khion started as he barged right into Stigr's suite and found the councilman right away. He marched straight up to him wearing only a pair of gym shorts, skin flushed with heat, messy blond hair sticking to his forehead from sweat. "If you even dare try your teasing and edging nonsense with me today, I will never forgive you. Now is not the fucking time." He glared at the councilman a moment to drive home the point. He couldn't stop his gaze drifting down to Stigr's lips, his mouth watering. The pamola quickly broke. He grabbed the councilman by the back of the neck and brought their mouths together in a hot, hungry, demanding kiss, Khion groaning into it.

Even as large as Krovs was the lack of certain people didn't go unnoticed. Nor did it really bother Khion personally –– as a semi-immortal being people came and went in life. His days of traveling around the world with no desire of settling down taught him how to make only the shallowest of bonds or maybe that was just how rolled naturally. A bird personifying probably came with a heart just as cold. Already he'd moved on from Gwyn and the other so-called friend that wasn't really a friend who'd been here, not that Khion shed any tears about them. Either they'd find each other again or not.

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