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Lost Lamb
« on: March 31, 2019, 09:26:59 PM »
Not far from where the city melted into the south district, Trey guided Hot Guy to a building advertising itself as John H Wagner Heights. Funny, Hot Guy didn't look much like a John but he certainly had been high! Trey giggled at his thoughts but said nothing. He didn't chatter nearly as much as he would've, thanks to his throat raw feel. Perhaps he needed some more medication. He had his pocket stash after all.

He went to the door number John told him, and adjusted his hold on him. Trey was the one who got the keys out of John's jeans and eventually got the lock turned. They walked up a short corridor and out into a kitchen/lounge area.

"Wow, sweet place," Trey commended, though anything would look nice when compared to his own shabby trailer. He thought John might prefer a bed to the sofa, but Trey couldn't see a bed handy so sofa it was! He set John down a little faster than he'd meant to, and apologised profusely. "Want to do another line to keep the pain away? I was going to do one myself," he said without realising he'd betrayed his possession of John's little baggie.
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Re: Lost Lamb
« Reply #1 on: April 01, 2019, 12:34:22 PM »
The pain in his face was down to an aching throb now, but a brilliant headache was growing between his brows. The Low was coming fast and he wanted another bump to ride out the night. Judas could feel something sharp sticking into his side, positive that a rib or two were broken thanks to the beating he was given at the White Rabbit.

The little bastard of a human had dropped him on his own couch and Judas put his head back. All the blood and swelling in his face seemed to move with the motion and pressure built up again in his face. With a groan, he laid his head on the back cushion, curling his body in more to fit sitting up sideways on the couch. "Yeah, sure, kid. Go ahead and bring out some smack." Judas didn't particularly care what he sucked out of the human as long as he could get high and drown out the nonsensical pain and sickness growing in his body. His stomach was beginning to cramp needlessly. His skin was feeling clammy - could his skin really feel clammy?- and he just wanted nothing more to sleep and pretend this entire night had been nothing but a bad trip. "Set it up," Judas commanded, waving a hand at the coffee table in front of him.


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Re: Lost Lamb
« Reply #2 on: April 01, 2019, 04:03:31 PM »
Trey was new to the whole setting up deal, but when it came to laying out lines and getting them ready for snorting, he handled it like he'd done it a thousand times. He had to search his pockets profusely to come up with some paper cash and eventually turned out a scrunched up dollar bill. With his tongue wedged in the corner of his lips, he flattened it out carefully then rolled a tight cylinder using it.

"I'll test it first, make sure it works," Trey suggested, wanting to take the first hit this time. He snorted one of the lines then fell back into the couch, rubbing his nose and blinking his stinging eyes. He passed the dollar to John and this time he floated on an almost immediate high, as this was the second time tonight he'd grabbed for that ring.

Trey massaged his head with his fingers to get the weird tickling out of it, then decided he quite liked the feel of it.

"John," he said, but there was no reaction to the name. "John-John," Trey said, a little louder this time. He was pulling at his own hair now, tugging it gently and disassociating himself from the feel of his own hands. Just the hair pulling now. Tug.
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Re: Lost Lamb
« Reply #3 on: April 02, 2019, 10:29:43 AM »
Judas smirked a tired and almost envious smirk at the human's reaction as he watched his Boy snort his dope. That feeling like anxiety echoed in his chest again, the want of the high, the euphoria, the ease of his pain. He adjusted himself into a more upright position, slowly, until his knees were under him on the couch and he was leaning much closer to the Boy who snorted his dope. Judas draped an arm in back of the Boy's shoulders ungracefully, pulling the Boy a bit closer. His warmth was welcome and relieving to the soreness in his body and Judas wanted more of it.

When the Boy murmured something, then said it louder, Judas shrugged it off as nothing more than a tic. He placed his hand in the Boy's hair, ignoring the gripping that seemed to Judas a bit frantic, playing nicely with its thickness. There was still time to wait as the high crept over the Boy.

"What's your name, kid?" He hated the way his voice sounded - cluttered and full of swelling, like some terrible human head cold. Weak and annoying.

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Re: Lost Lamb
« Reply #4 on: April 02, 2019, 01:08:40 PM »
The nasal quality of John's voice didn't bother him. He knew why it sounded like that. Trey had been beaten up before when he'd been caught flogging stolen shit on another person's territory, but he'd earnt a couple of cracked ribs and no injury to his face other than the black eye that had dropped him.

"Trey," he said, letting his hands drop to his sides since John was taking over. It was much nicer with someone else tugging on it. "And you're John," he said, pleased with himself for noticing. "John Wagner." He couldn't remember the initial.
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Re: Lost Lamb
« Reply #5 on: April 04, 2019, 12:11:11 PM »
The vampire narrowed his eyes in confusion at Trey's decision to call him John.  He hoped he never gave anyone the impression that his name was John, plain and anonymous. The wheels in his mind begin spinning quickly until he realized what exactly the Boy had said and why the name was so familiar but unpalatable to him. A wide smile broke out across his face, no hesitation towards showing his teeth to the Boy. The idea of being known as John H. Wagner struck him as quite funny, but Judas didn't dare laugh with the Boy so near now. He would hate to have the little thing go running.

"Sure," Judas agreed, adjusting himself to bring the human closer. He kissed the human's shoulder and tugged at the shirt with his teeth. He fingered the Boy's hair, varying between twirling the long hairs close to his nape and running a cool finger against the Boy's neck as he spoke. "So what do you think? You think my dope works?" His lower jaw quaked with anticipation.

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Re: Lost Lamb
« Reply #6 on: April 04, 2019, 04:22:20 PM »
"Yeah, heaps good," Trey said, feeling sparkly and happy already. The touch on his neck was soothing and cold, and he didn't think about why John's fingers were so icy - he just accepted it as a bonus.  The teeth were something obvious though, and he stared at the pointy canines thinking about how extra long they were. "You must bite yourself all the time, eh?" Trey asked after a very long pause of him staring at them. He couldn't decide if they were cosmetic add-ons like those horns people could get put into their heads under their skin, or if John just had really long teeth.
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Re: Lost Lamb
« Reply #7 on: April 06, 2019, 08:44:32 AM »
Despite his swollen, aching face and his stiff muscles, Judas chuckled. He couldn't tell if he was actually an idiot, or just playing one to be cute. He supposed it didn't really matter - any embarrassment he felt for the Boy's sake would be forgotten as soon as he could sink his fangs into the Kid's neck and suck him dry. What a good little sport Trey was.

"I used to," Judas said distractedly, teasing the Boy's shoulder with nips on his shirt, pinching the skin beneath just enough to get his attention and make that warm skin pink. "I can't remember the last time I did." He could smell the Boy's blood strongly from here, his scent delicious and tempting. But he had to be careful - if the kid died on his couch with his dope in his system, surely Lisa-Joe or some fuck who worked for her would find him. A beating would be the least of his worries then.

He pulled the shirt to the side and nosed his way onto the human's skin, right where his neck met his clavicle, kissing and nipping the skin until it was bright and annoyed with the tease. Judas inhaled the human's scent and let his jaw quake noticeably against the human's skin.

With a terrible slowness that caused a lazy stirring in his own groin, Judas dragged a flat tongue up Trey's neck until he was just behind his ear lobe. He exhaled in the Boy's ear, hoping to see that bulge in his pants again. It would make him forget all the bullshit from the evening. "I much prefer biting others with them." He growled sensually in the Boy's ear. "Want a taste?"

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Re: Lost Lamb
« Reply #8 on: April 06, 2019, 03:35:06 PM »
His hands searched whatever he could grip of John's body that wouldn't cause him pain. His hands were fleeting and soft, his heart racing and his breath catching at the sensual attention to his neck.

The word 'vampire' finally made it into Trey's head, but he thought of it in terms of roleplay - same as those people who dressed up in leather and stuff and whipped each other. For John to file his teeth into points like that

but how did he get them so long?
were they fake?
did he leave them by his bedside in a jar of water to clean them
just like old people did?


He giggled softly at the vision his mind stirred up, of fanged dentures resting in a glass of water, plus John's words were tickling his ear.

"Will it hurt?" he asked, concerned with his well-being. "Only do it if it feels nice," Trey whispered, and his throat was still sore though the pain was well muted now that he'd snorted some medicine.
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Re: Lost Lamb
« Reply #9 on: April 07, 2019, 12:19:33 PM »
The vampire shifted his position, uncurling his body in order to straddle the human's lap instead. He looked down at the Boy and put a hand back into his hair, leaning in. He had little patience for his usual seduction game - he needed a hit and he needed some blood. "I've already bitten you tonight and you didn't even notice." Judas placed an aggressive kiss on the Boy's mouth, tasting his lips and tongue first, before trailing his lips and teeth down the human's neck to the place where he had bitten him before. It was bruised and healing now, thanks to Lisa-Joe's nasty interruption, bloody scabs forming over the indented wounds. Judas smiled - now there was no one to pull him off of his prize.

He bit the area again, reopening the wound easily. Red life gushed over his pallet and Judas gulped at it, drawing the blood from Trey's neck as sensually as he could with the gathering pain and distress. Judas moaned into the bite, sucking and letting the blood ooze into his mouth. His right hand pulled on Trey's hair, gripped just at the roots, his left hand holding the shift out of his way and gripping the Boy's shoulder. Pleasure filled him, trickling into his abdomen and groin, getting him hard all over again. The euphoria descended on him and peace found him again. Distress eased and Judas began to pull away, rocking his hips towards the human beneath him. With effort, Judas tore himself away from the Boy's neck and threw his head back. Heroin raced to every inch of his body and the Calm descended on his muscles from the inside, out. Blood dripped down his lips and all that mattered was the high again. He felt something akin to joy for the first time since his last dabble with smack three days ago. He couldn't help but chase that high.

Fuzzy and content, Judas looked back down at the Boy beneath him and pressed his forehead against the human's. The pain dulled and his body went to work healing itself, tingling afflicting the damaged parts of him. Normality set in again and all was finally going well.

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Re: Lost Lamb
« Reply #10 on: April 07, 2019, 08:47:55 PM »
This time he knew what was happening. This time he was sure John was drinking his blood. This time the word 'vampire' didn't seem so farfetched. His muddled mind struggled to make sense of the reality as the haze of being fed from transferred his confusion into acceptance and his acceptance into horniness. Woah, so vampires were real. Cool, cool. And who would've guessed that this would feel soooo... hawt...

He felt detached and sexy at the same time, floating on the drug and the eroticism of the bite. His dick had gone hard again and he could feel John thrusting while he fed. Okay, so all vampires must have supersized cocks. Cool, cool. No more sucking off for vampires, then, not if they were so big they were going to block up his throat... which wasn't hurting anymore, even though John was on his neck. Neat trick.

Woah, now the room was spinning and he was starting to get headachey. His heart sped up and he blinked groggily at John arching backwards, dribbling blood down his chin. Just like in the moooovies. Or a music track. He imagined that his heart was the pounding bass.

"Naptime bye bye," Trey said, but his words were slurred and so the words came out more like 'na-tah-ba-ba'. He was sliding sideways. Was it his left or his right? He'd never been very good at telling them apart.
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Re: Lost Lamb
« Reply #11 on: April 08, 2019, 04:37:48 AM »
The purest form of happiness that the vampire had ever experienced flowed through him, carrying him down some stream inside his own head. He saw himself swimming, floating in some river in the middle of the afternoon, no voices echoing in his ears, no twitches in his skin. The vampire smiled and closed his eyes, both motions coming easy. He could no longer feel the pain in his face at all - he couldn't feel anything but the floating. And the happiness. How he missed the happiness.

Sleep would come soon, he was sure, a delightful long sleep where his body healed and he dreamed of beautiful, sad things. Judas would wake and sketch them for hours, smoking cigarettes and waiting for the sun to set. Then he would feed and fuck and get high all over again. It was a perfect, wonderful cycle he adored at night and dreaded in the morning when his body was racked with the physical withdrawal from smack. But there was no thought about the bad right now. Maybe tonight would be the night that he would finally be free of the pain and sickness. It sure felt that way.

He felt the kid starting to slump over and Judas caught his balance before either of them could topple over. Trey's eyes were closing and his heart was racing beneath him. With a great effort and no luck, Judas tried to pull the drooping human into more of a sitting position.

Fuck.

"No, no no no no no! Hey kid," Judas said, slapping the side of his face crisply to try to keep him awake. Fear like insects climbing from his gut threatened to take over and he slapped Trey's face a little harder. "Don't go anywhere, kid. C'mon." Desperation started slipping into his head but he was too thick right now to process it. He recognized the look on the Boy's face all too well, having watched it and experienced it himself. The kid's body was hardly cooperating, slumping despite Judas' best efforts to keep him upright. "Hey Trey!" Judas looked around for something that would get the kid's attention. There was nothing, really. Cigarette butts in an ashtray he had neglected to empty, smack sitting on the table in lines. Nikolai kept no food in the place, no drink. Why would he. Judas cursed. He could not have this little shithead overdose on the fucking couch! Not tonight, not now. His joy was fading quickly. He just wanted to sleep.

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Re: Lost Lamb
« Reply #12 on: April 08, 2019, 08:36:18 AM »
Trey was sooooo tired. The first slap registered like an insect had landed on his cheek and Hot Guy was slapping it away. Hot Guy so yum yummy... wait, didn't he have a name? What was it?

"John," he mumbled, but he probably wasn't heard because John's very loud voice was telling him off. So loud.

Trey was somehow doing yo-yo impressions. Doooown, up! Dooooown, up! Every 'up' came with a press on his side by cold, cold hands. Icy. Vampires were icy. He'd deep throated an icy pole earlier tonight. Ah ha. Ah ha ha ha. Except it had been hot. How did that work?

Naptime came at him for real this time. Hard.

He passed out.
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Re: Lost Lamb
« Reply #13 on: April 08, 2019, 09:39:22 AM »
"Son of a bitch," Judas growled, forcing the unconscious human into the couch for the last time. Trey's body slumped again, leaning over to the side and stayed there. Judas stood and looked at him, the ground swaying beneath his feet as he did so. This was very bad. He had taken to much smack and had too little blood. Judas forgot that those things mattered when you were fucked up. Now he had some dying kid on his couch.

Options flooded his tired brain, half thought out.

He could drag him out into the hallway. But then everyone would know it was him who drugged, fucked, and fed from this little shit.

He could put him in the elevator and press the bottom floor - it was late enough that only a few people were likely to be awake. But there were too many cameras in this building and it was too close to his home. Like shitting where you eat.

He could throw him out the window and let the human fall to his death. There would be no way of telling who had done it. But Lisa-Joe knew who he was, and if she became involved, he was fucked.

He could cut up the body... find a suitcase... or a laundry basket... dump him in the bay...

The entire situation was so ridiculous that Judas started laughing. He had never imagined that he's have an overdosing human in his condo! He could find some NARCAN, or some aspirin, or something. Maybe even a defibrillator. Pulp Fiction came to mind and he thought about finding a needle to punch into Trey's heart. Judas laughed some more, tears in his eyes now.

The vampire began pacing around the couch, trying to think with slipping thoughts. His body was tired, saggy now under the drug. Each step was driven by his anxiety and slowed by his own dope. And then it occurred to him that the reason this was so ridiculous was because he was dreaming! Yes, that was it! A dream. That was the floating feeling, the heaviness. The reason there was no pain - you never felt pain in a dream. Numbness.

Judas began to relax again, the joy only an echo of its former self. He looked down at the human for a very long time, watching him sleep as if he'd wake up at any moment and tell him it was all a dream, a fucking bad joke, like being called John. Taking a pillow off the couch, Judas put the kid on his side and the pillow behind him to prevent him from rolling over. That's what friends did for each other when they partied. Judas was always a good friend.

Once he was convinced that Trey wasn't going to choke on his own vomit, Judas sat down on the couch. The pleasure from the action made him groan and put his feet up on the sectional. More comfort, warmth, love. He could feel his eyes drooping but he tried to keep them on Trey. He had lost track of his heartbeat but as long as he could watch his chest rising, the kid would be okay. Although he didn't understand why it mattered if this was all just a dream. He crossed his arms over his chest and watched Trey for what felt like a long time until his eyes couldn't open anymore and he drifted off into a thick sleep.