โ come on, โ @wver calls. his voice velvety, dipping into a purr. he sits slanted in bed, draped in silk that pours down his body like liquid gold. he opens his arms at rathain. โ you've been sulking about for long enough. come rest a little. โ he hooks his hands behind rathain's neck and pulls the man down into bed with him. he rests the vampyre's head against his chest, under his chin where the heartbeat should've been. long fingers run through rathain's hair. โ here... this is better, isn't it? better than out there on a cold branch alone. โ
she was there again. in his dreams. even when he jolted awake, her voice echoed as if she was beside him and not loras. The familiar yet scarily reminder tugging around his neck forces the vampyre to gasp. Instincts push him from the nest and onto the ground and it takes only but a moment to steel himself, remind him.self, when he sees a bundle move beneath the thick blanket. how domestic it seemed but all of it.. all of this .. is of his own making. Not hers.
Rathain pushes himself up to his feet, making claws through hair; the pain that elicits a small growl, then sighs, anxiety quelled. @wver still sleeping meant it's still daylight. so he has time. the large figure moves noiselessly from the dark and into the light. blearily, he sheds fatigue with slow blinks as he walks forward into the forest. fresh scents clear his mind for the most part, and some bitterness remains in the bones.
stopping, he looks up and without giving much thought, he scales the large tree with ease and settles upon a branch wide enough for the vampyre to lounge. and it's there where he would sleep for some time. when he wakes, dusk just crawls underneath the horizon and rathie stretches before returning to their cave.
loras' voice greets him. it's a sweet and honey sound to his ears. A moment's hesitation, eyes devouring the sight of his languid position. fine. I'll entertain you. Yet the moment the other caress him, Rathie is put under a spell. full weight rests in familiar curve and dip of flesh and bone. A part of him expects a heartbeat but hears nothing but the hollow of lungs and the vibration of his voice. rathie curls his arms underneath, cheek pressed rubs against loras' chest for a moment.
then a sound akin to a purr from his throat with each breath. slower, deeper ... " chase her away from me, loras ... she haunts me today. "
