A Small Reprieve From More Torture

Vishous
I had to force myself to pull my fangs from the tender wrist of the strange female, my body reveled in the fresh feeding. I could feel every nerve ending slowly firing and my head fell back with a satisfied huff rolling off my lips. My eyes slid close and I let the sleep that tugged hard at the back of my mind finally take me under. The blackness that surrounded me was a welcoming reprieve and I slipped even deeper into the oblivion. No more did I feel the gaping wounds that splattered my body, or the numbing pain in my gloved hand that was nailed in place. No I felt a sense of calm settle over me, I was withing my own head, I knew it well. I could see a shallow light seeping under the crack of my eye lids and I opened them slowly with no pain attached to the motion. Slowly I turned my head from one side to the other “ No this shit can’t be “ Swallowing the sudden lump that was lodged in my throat I looked through the glass doors of my penthouse. My hand came up to scrub down my face and I almost jumped back in my shitkickers when I realized I wasn’t bound down. I held both my arms out away from my body and then proceeded to examine every part of myself, my hands rubbed and grabbed all over my chest until I heard a faint noise coming from the other side of the doors. I knew my eyes would have jumped from the sockets if they could, only a few feet away stood Butch, he was wearing gray jogging pants, I had to chuckle low at that. No black for him, Cop had to have color, his damn wardrobe ranged from all kinds of stuff while mine ran in black to blacker. I went to open the doors like anyone else when I realized my hands were shaking a mile a second “ Fuck “ Swallowing past the lump in my throat I made it through the door and that was all it took, I was across the room and grabbing my male in my arms so tight that I felt my own arms groaning in pain. “ Fuck don’t ever let me walk out again Nallum “ I buried my face against his hair and then I knew I was losing it hard when his arms came up to grip my back and his voice went through me like fire (V, your not walking anywhere or maybe it’s me that won’t be walking after tonight) I pulled back with a crooked grin in place “ Either way works for me, or fuck let’s make it both ways “ I didn’t know if this was real or not but right now I didn’t give a fuck, I needed this, I needed him. A low growl slipped out when Butch dived down on my neck, his teeth hitting in all the right areas and my body responded instantly. I forced myself to step back and take a hold of Butch’s shoulders “ No Butch, not even close to that yet, take the jogging pants off and get on my table “ The look on his face was epic at best but he did as I said and I gritted my nails into the palm of my hands to stop my feet from moving towards him. When he moved to the table I turned my back and pulled my shirt over my head, taking the few steps to the rack, I let my fingers slide over the variety of tools that lined it neatly. My eyes closed and my fingers heated up at just feeling the different articles, leather cool to the touch, my fingers encircled the handle of one of the smaller whips and it felt as natural in my hand as my dagger does. What that says about me I wasn’t going to examine so as always I went with what felt right to me. Pulling the whip down I smacked it across my own chest and hissed softly at the feel of the soft leather hitting against my skin. “Yeah this one will work “ Turning my head, I looked over my shoulder and fuck if my dick didn’t jerk hard in my leathers as I seen Butch stretched out long and already hard on my table “ You look good laying there “ The sudden licking of his tongue against his lips had my hand bearing down on the handle hard “ I think a mask will work to “ Turning back around I chose one that had the eyes opened and a small slit for the mouth. Stepping over to the table I laid the whip and the mask on his chest “ One major rule, no cumming till I grant you permission, your punishment will be great if you disobey me “ Nodding I grabbed the mask first and slipped it over his head easily, making sure it was firmly in place, next I walked around the table and took each wrist,sliding the leather cuffs around them, locking the laces and then down to his ankles and repeating the process. As I stood at the end of the table, I looked up at my male laid out so trustingly and that kicked my heart and my cock into gear. Reaching up from the bottom of the table, going straight between his spread legs, I let my arm brush up slightly along the inside of his thigh until I reached the handle of the whip. I pulled it down his torso, letting the leather strips fan out over his bare flesh, until I reached his erect shaft and slid the throngs of leather away and down his thigh “ Here and everywhere you belong to me “ Stepping around the table, coming up to the side I flicked my wrist back slightly and the strips came down against his flesh and I had to grip my bulging cock through my leathers as I heard the harsh intake of breath from Butch. Gritting my teeth I pulled the whip up harder and brought it down with twice as much force, the slight sound of the whip connecting to flesh had my mind in a tail spin and before I knew it, everything went pitch black and my head jerked back to reveal the strange female back in front of me and my body wracked with a different kind of pain and I craved for the physical pain back. “ Butch, where is he “ Even as I asked it I knew it had all been in my head, a creation of my own. 

Dhestroyed Pit

Butch

-I woke up on the floor behind the bar. Any movement caused slicing pain to rip through me and it took awhile for me to figure out the cause. I lifted my hand to my face to see shards of glass embedded deep in the skin. I rolled on my back to remove them only to find that I had passed out on a literal bed of glass.- Good fucking move, idiot. -Apparently I had ripped through every damn liquor bottle because the entire bar was empty. And from the feel of it I was currently laying on all of the bottles. I half contemplated just remaining there. Staring up at the ceiling with the huge, hollow hole in my chest that refused to close. The stubborn ass in me forced me to rise from the floor. When my head popped out from behind the bar with a loud groan, I noticed that someone else was in the room. Fritz’s eyes damn near looked ready to explode from his face as he looked around the destroyed room. He seemed to gather his wits enough to clear his throat and come toward me. All his bowing and scraping made me want to puke up all the contents of my stomach and I almost did. I waved him away assuring him that I was in fact fine. Fat fucking lie that one… I pulled myself to my feet and could almost picture what I looked like. Something close to Pinhead I’m sure. That’s fine, I felt like a horror movie monster right now. Fritz backed away and mumbled something about getting help.- I’m FINE!! Don’t bring a parade of fuckers in here! -I almost felt bad for yelling at the poor old man when he quickened his step and closed the door behind him. I really should have put a shirt on before rolling around in glass like it was an ice cream topping. I propped the edge of my ass up on the bar stool and hiked my foot up on my leg. Walking was going to be an issue if I didn’t take care of this shit right now. My hands began shaking after the first few where pulled free. I wasn’t even sure why I bothered but I just kept going. By the time I was done both feet where covered in blood and I was starting to get light headed. And there was the floor again… yep… fun times…-

Wrath

[At first I don’t look up when Fritz enters the study, assuming that he is busy with some task and not paying him much attention. The stink of his emotions wafts through the room and I instantly rise to my feet, placing my hands on the desk.]Who? [He lifts his head slightly and replies with a simple, ‘Butch’.] And V? [The doggen shakes his head and I brush past him down the hallway mumbling under my breath. My feet pound across the mansion as thoughts race through my head. I hit the door to the Pit with Fritz following in my trial. The scene before me is entirely to jumbled for me to process properly. The smell of blood and alcohol assaults my senses before anything else and I rush to the source. Finding Butch sprawled out on the floor, I reach down to roll him over only to draw my hands back quickly. Blood flowing from a cut. I turn my head and bark out to Fritz.] Find Beth.[I catch the vague image of white hair leaving the room before turning back to Butch and carefully trying to roll him over again.]

Beth

-Standing with a stretch, my head turns towards the door at the frantic footsteps coming down the hall. Worry sweeping through me, I walk out and nearly get bulled over by Fritz. Relief and panic in his words he explains the situation and tells me I need to go to the Pit immediately. Taking a deep breath, I ask him to get the first aid kit and meet me in the pit. Muttering to myself- Never a dull moment with those two -I started towards the pit wondering what the hell happened this time.- Fritz if you see Rhage, tell him I’ll be with him as soon as I can, ok? -taking the bag from the doggen waiting near the entrance to the pit, I entered cautiously, not knowing what the hell to expect, calling out to Wrath and Butch-

Wrath

[Lifting my head up and waving Beth over] I need your eyes. I can’t see the extend of the damage to Butch. There is too much blood. [shifting uneasily around the body]

Beth

-Carefully making my way over to Wrath and Butch, eyes wide as I kneel carefully next to Butch- What the hell, Butchy Don’t you know better than to nap in glass? -sighing heavily- He’s covered in glass, love. We need to move him away from this so I can start picking that shit outta him.

Wrath

I’ll move him. Do me a favor and let me know if V is dead in the next room.[Glancing around the floor] Tell me where to move him first though. All I see is a mess. [Stepping carefully around Butch and hearing the crunch of glass under my boots]

Beth

-biting my lip and looking around, wondering what the hell happened- Probably easiest to put him on the couch for now. I’ll check for V and then come back to take care of him. -Clearing a path through the debris from Butch to the couch, checking each room for signs of V, brow furrowing more with each step- 

Wrath

[I grit my teeth and suck in a breath as I scoop my arms under Butch. Glass cut into my skin and I ignored it. Walking through the path that Beth made and gently laying him on the couch. I could still hear and feel the pulse in him. He wasn’t dead but the pulse was weak.]

Butch

-I let out a loud groan of protest when Wrath set me down. Trying to blink my eyes open enough to see what was going on. Mumbling half incoherently- Leave me alone… 

Beth

-Walking back to the couch, I leaned up to whisper to Wrath- No sign of him, love.-seeing the blood on your arm, but more concerned with the damage to Butch first, I knelt along the couch- Shut up, Butch. You can fight me later. -grabbing the tweezers and pulling out pieces of glass- He’s going to need blood, love.

Wrath

[My brow scrunched together at the news and I looked down at Butch.] What happened here? Where the hell is V? [I took the first aid kit from Fritz when he came in and handed it to Beth. Having him call in a Chosen for Butch]

Butch

-My head rolls to the side and I squeeze my eyes closed. It took me awhile to reply. The words were caught somewhere deep in my throat.- He left. -raising my voice- He fucking left, alright?! 

Beth

-Cleaning up Butch my mouth drops wide and I shake my head- That makes no sense, he -clamping my mouth shut tight not wanting to agitate Butch further, I continue peeling the glass from his body and cleaning as I go-

Wrath

No. You are right, Beth. [Moving around the room and kicking bits of broken furniture from my path] It doesn’t make sense. For many reasons. [Crouching down and running my hand through what looks like a pile of rags. I close my hand around it and lift it. Round beads hit the floor and I hear them run. I stand back up and walk back toward the couch. Leaning over it and inhaling. Trying to cut through the stench. I place a hand against the back of the couch almost staggering.] What is this in my hand, Beth? [Holding up the tattered remains]

Beth

-Turning towards Wrath to see what he’s holding, eyebrows raised- Looks like those robes you have in the closet. You know for special occasions and such. -gently turning Butch and checking to see if I got it all yet- 

Butch

-I turn my head toward the wall and close my eyes. No matter what happened he was gone and that was all that I really knew. His words kept ringing in my ears, ‘Fucking stay away’. Well I didn’t really have a choice in the matter did I?-

Wrath

[Nodding when Beth’s words confirmed what I thought] That’s what they felt like. [Turning my head to Butch] You are blinder than I am and a fool on top of that. Underneath the stench of booze and blood his scent is on you. I almost didn’t pick you up but I thought it was because you had turned yourself into a cactus that I didn’t want to touch you. [Coming around the couch and standing behind Beth. Placing my hands on her shoulders] V went to the Scribe Virgin. My guess is she gave him the same answer that she gave me the first time.

Beth

-Pulling out the last of the glass, I take extra care cleaning Butch, wishing like hell I could offer comfort. Lifting my head to Wrath when you grab my shoulders, not caring if Butch hears me- You better find him before I do because I want to kill him for doing this to Butch. He should have told him, should have opened his goddamn mouth and been -shaking my head, knowing I’m being ruled by emotions again-Never mind, I can’t even say what I want for fear she’ll smite my ass -glancing towards the door when I see the chosen- Butch you need to feed.

Butch

-I bit back a hiss of pain and rolled to look up at Wrath and Beth. My brows furrowed as I tried to make sense of what they were talking about.- He told me he wanted my name on his back. -My words came out in barely a whisper. Hearing Beth my eyes narrow and a low growl tickles the back of my throat- He didn’t do this to me. I did this to me. Leave him out of it.

Wrath

[I wrap my arm around Beth and pull her away from Butch making room for the Chosen to come in. Whispering in Beth’s ear] He is a bonded male without his mate. There is little we can do for Butch beyond finding V. [Raising my voice again] And we will find V. No doubt about that. You either hold your shit together or I will throw you in a padded cell for your own safety. And you are absolutely off of rotation. I won’t have you pulling in lesser like they are candy with no way of fixing you up.

Beth

-Biting the shit out of my cheek and looking down at Butch when Wrath pulls me back, muttering- And here I thought only women got stupid with love -turning towards the door certain if I don’t I will end up spitting out something I’ll regret- I’ll be back to check on you, Butch. please just…don’t be stupid.

Wrath

I find it funny that you thought that consider how I’ve behaved. [Winking Beth and leaving Butch with the Chosen] 

Beth

-shakes my head laughing- I guess I should be grateful I only have to deal with a few bonded males at this rate.

Butch

-I wave a hand after Wrath and Beth. Draping my arm over my face. I don’t even notice the Chosen until she says something. I knew that I needed to feed, I could feel the hunger setting in, but I didn’t want to think about it. I barely moved my arm across my face and more dragged her wrist toward me than anything. Truth be told, I’d rather starve but I fully intended on being around when… if… When Vishous got back…-

Bloodletter's Camp

Vishous

My head lulled to the side when I felt the gritty water hitting my face, the lull was all I could manage. There was no way I could do a jerk or hardly a shake even if I wanted to. Every muscle gave up screaming in protest hours or was it days ago, I had lost my grip on things after several of the well trained warriors used my body for training practice. Surprisingly the older males were less in gear to take a strip off of me, but the young new fuckers had to prove themselves and what better way then to beat the hell out of the male that can’t do shit back to them. I felt a hand grabbing the back of my head and jerking it back so far that the night sky managed to probe in through the slits that were now my eyes as I tried to open them. (Not going to sleep on us are you, we just started having fun) My head almost fell back to my chest when he released his hold on it but I held it up somewhat shakily on my shoulders. My tongue came out to lick over dry busted lips and I tasted the old blood caking them. After a few futile attempts I managed to get the words past them ” Release me and let’s make this fun fair “ My throat clogged up and constricted as I gasped over the sharp intake of breath when the fingers wrapped around my neck and then my swollen eyes finally opened up. I would have laughed when I seen only inches from my face that it was the Bloodletter himself, but that was fucked with my air supply being cut off by his large gripping claw of a hand (Release you) he barked out a laugh in my face and my insides went on instant jump start, my lip curled up and my canines elongated. His hold slacked until finally he let go, I pulled in some slow unsteady breaths before I worked my jaws some “ Your scared to release me, you know I will slaughter every mother fucker in this camp, including you “. I didn’t see the blade in his hand but I sure as fuck felt it when he drove it in right under my ribs and twisted it some as he slowly pulled out. My teeth gritted together so tight I felt my fangs piercing into my lower lip. (Your lucky that bitch laid out that your fucked up parts be left in tact, or I would finish what I started on you boy, but I do get to play with you) Hell that almost made me laugh, thanks to mommy dearest I get to keep my dick, how fucking sweet of her, but I guess that would screw up her plans for that whole primale shit if I couldn’t fuck anyone.(I say you keep holding out so me and the camp can keep having fun) He followed it up with a kick straight to my oh so fucking precious dick, my back arched hard against the savage ripping pain and I once again for the millionth time yanked against the binds holding me in place.The chuckle barely registered in my head as I tried to draw some air into my lungs, I wanted to buckle over and grip myself, fuck I wanted so many things right now but I knew for sure that I wasn’t going to leave this camp alive a second time.

Kaliska

*Making her way around the Bloodletter’s camp, she took in the sights around her almost shuddering in disgust. The men of the camp treated the woman and children like they were vermin to be beaten and killed, among other things. Kaliska had been in the camp for only three days now, the same day that Vishous arrived and she was still figuring out a way of getting him out of here and back to his time. Three days of manhandling and resisting the urge to kill someone. It had also been three days of listening to Vishous being tortured, of the smell of his skin being burned, his blood tinging the air with a sharp copper smell. She wasn’t told why he was sent back to his childhood hell, only that she was going to be sent back too. Her orders were to get close to the vampire, to gain his trust, and set him up to be captured by her father. The Omega. Of course she wasn’t always on her best behavior and it was much more fun to piss off her father than be rewarded by him. She grinned to herself at the thought of her fathers face at her disobedience. The grin was short lived however when she walked into the room where Vishous was being held. She had seen many horrible things in her life, being the daughter of the Omega, and this was definitely on the list of horrible things. She listened for a moment as the sound of drunken men poured out into the night. It was another night of celebration so she took the opportunity to finally go to Vishous. The moonlight fell onto his body, giving his bloody and burnt body an almost bluish white color. He looked cold, near death and it broke her heart to see a warrior reduced to nothing more than a naked man being entertainment for young men and the Bloodletter. Her eyes took in the tattoos on his body, the warning labels standing out stark amongst the dried blood on his ashen skin. She stood next to him and placed her hand against his cheek, the swelling radiating heat against her palm, and leaned over him. “Wake up, warrior” she whispered, not to be heard by anyone else. She had to hold in her gasp of alarm when he quickly came awake, pulling at his confines with weak force, his fangs gleaming in the moonlight. She frowned as she told him to settle down. “I only told you to wake up, not bring the whole camp here with all that banging about.” She was only rewarded with a blank stare. “Don’t look so dense. I brought you…well I brought you food.” She shrugged, lifting up her wrist. “You need to feed.”

Vishous

My head was slumped forward on my chest as the chains continued to do there job of keeping me up. For a nano second I thought I felt Butch’s hand against my face and I almost spilled a tear in relief that this all had been a fucked up nightmare. But the scent that wafted up in my broken nostrils was not of my mate but someone foreign. I went on constant alert and jerked against the hand and the restraints. I knew the effort was futile but I wasn’t dead yet so I fought with what little I had left in me until I heard the soft lilt of a female voice and my eyes painfully opened. Before I could voice anything, her wrist was near my lips and my canines throbbed. I stilled my body and nodded my head as best as I could, who and why the Bloodletter sent me a feeder was not something I wanted to dwell on, so I took greedily what was being offered. A harsh groan torn from my dry throat as soon as the points of my fangs slid into the thin skin of her wrist and the pure blood rushed over my tongue. 

The Scribe Virgin Has Her Way

Vishous

Coming awake slowly, feeling the heated warmth of Butch’s body pressed up tightly against my side, even with my lids still drawn down a grin was in place. For a moment I let the scenes from the previous night whirl it’s way around my head, fuck that was some intense mating, I could still smell the lingering traces of both of our bonding scent in the air. Rolling over on my side, my clear eyes finally making an appearance as I looked over at a sleeping Butch, raising my hand I ran my fingers over the side of his neck. The fact that I can do this at will now still floored my ass, months ago these thoughts were only in my head and I tried like a mother fucker to keep the stuff locked away.  Now that I have him, I wasn’t going to let jack shit stand in my way from keeping Butch with me, a low savage growl built up at just the mere thought of something or someone getting in the way. I knew I would slaughter any and all to keep what we had and fuck the consequences, it was that simple. Reluctantly I dragged my ass from the bed and made my way to the adjoining bathroom somewhat slow on unsteady legs “ Fucker had me bent up like a pretzel “ Half huffing and chuckling, I felt the muscles in my legs groan in protest at being used again in an upright position but fuck why they was groaning was what had me smiling like a son of a bitch. And it was with that thought that I turned on the shower and stepped in under the cold spray. I had made my mind up somewhere in the early morning hours that it was time to have a meeting with mommy dearest, with the old laws it was foggy at best about mating a male but fuck the old laws. She would either agree with what I lay out to her or I’ll do what the fuck I want to anyway, and mating Butch was all that I wanted. For the first time in my life I seen a name clearly on my back, damn I was still reeling from the vision I had seen and to have it played out just like a dream trance was a sense of euphoria. I had seen a long time ago, Butch in front of me, and me doing the unthinkable, giving over, I had thought that shit was just a dream, maybe more to the point I forced myself into thinking it was one, but after it played it so clearly and to the T, there was no denying the fates. Rinsing the last remnant of soap from my body, I step out and grab up the towel from the rack and headed to the closet with the towel wrapped low on my hips. Pulling out the all too familiar ceremonial robe and sliding it on, I grabbed the beads from a velvet pouch and finished the process of dressing. My shoulders squared back once I was done and I turned back to the bed, taking in once last longing look at Butch’s sleeping form. I was hoping to get this shit done before he woke, with the SV, one never knew how things were going to play out. Closing the closet door quietly, I stepped over to the bed and stole one last quick touch on the male before walking from the room. Stepping into the living room, I took my place on my knees and bowed my head down low as I held the beads between my hands. The ancient words flowed easily from my lips in a low chant and almost immediately the smooth beads warmed in my palms and I found myself being drawn forth. As soon as I opened my eyes, I was assailed by the white brightness of it all, I even found my hand coming up to shield my eyes and then there she was. As still as a statue but still as regal as any queen in existence. Her voice came out feather soft ( Greetings to you son, I have been waiting for you ) My head come up a little sharper hearing that last part, I knew it wasn’t a surprise to her that I would come, but that didn’t mean I liked it any more. “ I hope all finds you well “ I bypassed over her last part and took a couple steps closer, I wanted to get this over with and get the fuck out of here, but I also knew I had to tread easy. (Yes I am well, thank you for asking) I could hear the slight quiver of surprise in her tone and I had to hold back the snarl that threatened to curl up my lip up. “ As you already know there is a reason, this isn’t some Sunday brunch “ Her small sigh was heard clearly in my ears and I almost followed it up with something more but I gritted my teeth a second. (Speak what is in your head Vishous, I can tell this is not a place you wish to be) yeah that was the under statement of the fucking century but still yet I knew enough to go easy “ I have found my mate and I come to you for your blessing, I wish to make it official, that is the way of our kind and I want to declare our union with my brothers the same ancient ritual that many before me have done so “  every part of me hated to have to ask for this, in the human world they just ran down an aisle and did the deed but with us, it was not so simple, but also the difference, the humans rarely stayed with the one they promised to love and with our kind we would  give over to death before we let go of our mates. When her vice rose a notch I almost cocked a brow (Tell me the name of this person Vishous) The smart ass words that jumped up in my throat were almost instantaneously, for her to act as she didn’t know was a pile of shit. “ My males name is Butch Oneal, the brother known as the Dhestroyer, a true male of worth in every way and beyond, I am truly not worthy of him but he see’s more in me “ Why I threw that last part in, I didn’t know but it was truth. I watched as her head came up more but never yet did it move from it’s place, the bright glow that emanated from her only shown brighter and when she finally spoke I found myself stood stock still (That is not possible Vishous, you have other plans and that is to become the primale, we have a race to protect and you being of my blood will be the one to accomplish this) Before I could stop, I found that snarl in place and words flying from my mouth “ Are you fucking kidding me, primale my ass. You can find another nutcase to pawn that shit off on, I didn’t ask to be of your blood and I don’t want it, all I want is the right to mate who I choose “ I didn’t think her glow could get so bright but damn if I was wrong, I did haft to shield my eyes completely this time and the dead cold tone in her voice said my spout out had hit a core (Vishous, make no mistake, you will do as you are bid, I will see to it) My anger mixed with the hatred that burned all too harshly inside me came to the forefront and fuck the rest “ Only two people can bid me to do anything, and you are not one of them, so unless you plan on feeding me viagra and having a bunch of chosen rape me then your precious chosen will haft to find another willing cock, cause mine only has one males name on it”  when she took a step forward, I help my ground, hell I was doing good not to wrap my fingers around her throat that I couldn’t fucking see, I almost patted myself on my back for my restraint. (You can speak as cruel as you want Vishous, but make no mistake, I deem this to be and it will be, go back and release your male, I will give you one earthly day to do so, at the end of that you will fulfill your place at the primale of our race) A demonic twisted chuckle filled the air as I felt the blood roaring through my veins “ If that is to be the case, then you will find a dead primale in 24 hours dear Scribe Virgin, know this now, you go forward with this, I will do what I must on my end to thwart it. I will never release my mate and I won’t be your fucking whore “ As soon as the last word rolled out I found myself back in the pit, the bitch had actually dispelled me back. Growling fiercely I ripped the hated robe from my body and stood there as I tried like a mother fucker to reign in the rage that was rolling through me in a vortex of waves. 

Butch

-The noise in the other room caused me to jump straight out of bed and scramble for my daggers. My eyes were still blurry but my heart was racing fast enough to make up for it. I finally spotted them on the floor and they instantly found my hand. My mind couldn’t quite put things together yet but the sounds were enough to spur me on. I burst out into Pit still buck naked and holding my daggers. My gaze swept the room quickly trying to see where the threat was coming from. I wrinkled my brow and relaxed my stance some when I saw only V standing there. Noticing the shredded material and what looked like marbles arrayed around him. The look on his face told me this was still a time for caution however and I looked around again for the danger that I must have missed. Licking my lips a few times before finally asking.- What’s doing, Nallum?

Vishous

Not bothering to turn my head in Butch’s direction, I was outside of myself and I knew it, hell I was inhaling and exhaling the engery that was buzzing through me at an alarming rate ” Fucking stay away “Turning on my heals, making tracks to my room grabbing some leathers that was laid over a chair and pulling on the rest of my gear, my muscles tensing under each blade I slid in place.I had to get out of here,I knew I was dangerous under this roof right now and Butch would only pay for it if I didnt bail.

Butch

-V’s words felt like a slap in the face. No fuck that, they felt like a damned fist to the chest. But I knew instinctively to sidestep out of his way as he strode past me into his room. My hazy mind was kicking into overdrive trying to figure out what was going on. I pulled on some slacks and laid my daggers down on the bar. Scraping my fingers through my hair. This sudden shift in attitude refused to make any sort of sense in my brain and I tried to not pair it up with what went down the night before. My hands where shaking as I tried to pour myself a drink. I gave up on it altogether and shoved the glass off the bar. Taking up the bottle straight and tipping it down my throat.-

Vishous

My mind kept kicking over the 24hr mark, and fuck if the minute hand on the hanging clock ticking,sounded like a death keel to my ears. Coming out of my room, I stopped short seeing Butch with the bottle tilted up and I cursed myself a million fools over for already having to deal with this side of me. I had to figure this out, I’ll be damned if that bitch got another shot at fucking my life again. Picking my feet up I made it to the door and with my hand on the knob, my eyes locked on the door, I spoke “ I will be back ” Pulling the door open I walked through and I felt the full weight of hell laying on my shoulders as I walked away from Butch.

Butch

-Mumbling mostly to myself- I’ve heard that one before. -Burying my head in my hand and fumbling around with my other hand to find my cigarettes. It takes me several tries to get it lit and all I could do was stare at myself in the mirror behind the bar. Why where there always fucking mirrors there? No one wanted to see what they looked like when they felt like this.-

Vishous

Beating a path to the garage, I jump into the Escalade, and backed out like a bat outta hell. I couldn’t stop my hands from flexing over the wheel, hell my whole body was revved up and I was surprised as fuck that I was sitting still. The veins in my neck jerked repeatedly and the hand buried under the leather and steel glove was burning harshly. I kept flying over all the ancient laws in my head, trying to find some kind of out, I had to be missing something. But I knew right now I could be missing a shit load of info with my mind going into a tail spin. As I pulled out onto a side road, the moon shown bright and full in the sky or I thought it was the moon, before I knew what was happening the whole inside if the SUV was alight with that fucking light and I jerked the SUV over to the side of the road haphazardly. “ What the fuck “ Blinking my eyes several times looking over at the passenger seat, the glow lowered to reveal mommy dearest sitting there all prim and proper with her hands in her lap. “ What you didn’t get enough of my happy fucking disposition earlier “ I kept my hands locked on the wheel and not on the daggers that laid close to my chest, where I wanted to lay them. (You didn’t do as I said) My eyes narrowed dangerously “ Do as you said, yeah I told you that wasn’t going to happen“ Her hood moved only slightly as she shook her head some (I’m revoking the time period I laid out, since you will not come willingly, I can see that you need some persuading) I turned half in my seat, finally releasing the steering wheal “Persuading?, you have nothing to persuade me with “ She turned her face to me, and even though I couldn’t fully see, I knew her eyes were bearing into me, I felt it. (Persuading is not the right word, what I do now, I do because it must be done. Know that I draw no enjoyment for this, you must except this path in your life and sadly there is only one that I know of that can make you follow what you must) I dropped my head some and snorted out a laugh that wasn’t felt at all “ There is no one that could make me walk away willing from my mate, you of all should know how a bonded mate is, we are your children after all, your creation. Have you not fucked my life up enough, why can’t you let me have this one fucking thing that is mine “ Snorting just shaking my head as my hands continued to jerk and flex (I did what I had to and I make no more on that, but now our race is nearing too close on the brink of extinction, as I told you, you have a purpose and I have the role of enforcing that on you. But know that this does pain me much) Before I had a chance to form any words, I felt a sharp hit to my gut, my breath rushed from my body and then my molecules dissolved into the air, I was being forced out and controlled under her demands. When I came back to form, I felt like I had been sliced and diced and then super glued back together,  every part of me ached and my eyes felt like they were stitched together. It was the noises that pierced my brain, metal against metal, heavy feet thudded against the ground with enough force that it vibrated through me,  the loud gruff calls coming from all around me. My eyes pulled against the heaviness and I opened them “ Oh fuck no “ The words rolled out on an incredulous whisper. All of it was with me, the rancid smell, the filth laying all about and the male warriors that were littered all about. I was back at the Bloodletter camp, it was just as it had been those hundreds of years ago, she actually stuck me back where I started, where I lived in hell at. This was my punishment for not fucking her chosens and producing the race with a flood of fucked up offspring’s. I railed against the pain flowing through me, it was then that I realized way too fucking belatedly the heavy binds around my wrist and ankles and the crude metal I was locked to “ You got to be fucking kidding me “ My nostrils flared as I pulled heaping breaths in, the irony of this wasn’t lost on me but even this was too fucking far for her. I jerked my head back and banged it repeatedly against the steal barrier holding me up, yanking at the binds against my body only to find them cutting through the material of my clothes, digging into my flesh. I stopped cold when I heard that booming voice coming closer, every never ending shot off warning sparks and I braced myself as mentally best as I could. The first thing that hit me was that wicked grin creasing his dirt encrusted face (Thought you gotta away from me did you boy) the laughed that rolled out sent shivers down my spine and I pulled against the binds harder just to feel the pain lacerate through me and clear my head. I kept my teeth gritted as I locked my eyes on the bastard (What not got nothing to say boy, don’t worry, you’ll be saying a lot soon) I arched a single brow as he waved a young warrior over, the male proceeded to cut my shirt from me and slice my leathers straight down both sides of my legs. (Now let’s see what words you will spill forth) Turning my head when the bastard brought up a jagged nail and then my eyes watered as sweat formed on my brow and upper lip when the rusty nail went straight through my gloved hand, and pinned it to the metal. The blood poured out around the hole and I kept my jaws locked together. (Can’t have you getting that fucker free now can we) His harsh almost bordering on cheerful laughter rang out as he rammed 5 more nails into my palm (That should do it, if not well then we’ll just saw the fucker off) My whole arm was throbbing in aching pain and I watched as my blood dripped down to the dirt ground. Taking in a deep gut filling breath, I seen Butch as I had left him, the bottle tilted up and I knew the thoughts that had been in his head then, I could read it him, he felt I was running cause of what went down last night, fuck all I wanted was to repeat it over and over again. It was with that thought lodged in my head that I felt the searing burning shooting down the sides of both my thighs and I had to squeeze my eyes shut as the hot irons burned into my flesh, the smell of my own skin burning assailed my nose and my legs started to shake some under the assault. 

Butch

-I held myself together only long enough to hear the shitkickers retreating down the hall. Tilting my head toward the ceiling and letting my frustration and pain tear out of my throat. Shit kept replaying over and over in my head. I tried to pick apart the threads to see where I had gone wrong. Everything had finally all slid into place in what seemed like a suddenly perfect world and really that should have been the warning bell for me. Nothing is ever really as bright and pretty as it seems. I’d scared him away. Gone too far. Pushed too fast. Now it all felt like ash in my mouth. I tipped back the bottle again only to find it empty and for some reason that set me off. I looked at it with a curled lip and chucked it at the mirror. Watching it sail through the air and smash into a million pieces. I blinked through tears and saw my reflection in the broken mirror. Red rimmed eyes stared back in fragmented panes. What really sent me over the deep end was when I realized with a stark certainty that I couldn’t feel him anymore. My blood that ran thick in his veins no longer pulled me in one direction. It just ceased entirely. I wanted to believe that he had just found somewhere so far away from me to hide that I couldn’t track him. That was better than the alternative. Rational thought flew out the window. I was drunk and suddenly dead inside. Everything in the Pit was fair game and I started with the furniture. Throwing it against the windows and walls, anything that would break was going to.-

Return the Land of the Living

Butch

-My eyes blinked open and the first thing that I saw was V. I had turned toward him automatically in my sleep and he had remained there the whole time. A smile found my face as my eyes ran slowly over his features, memorizing them again like it was the first time I had seen him. I never failed to amaze me, the depth of emotion that was hidden under those rough features. I reached a shaking hand out and lightly traced the tattoos around his eye. I wished that I had the strength to pull him to me. I needed to feel him, to smell his scent thick in my nose. I twisted some and dragged myself up as best I could. Draping myself over his shoulders and burying my nose in the hair at the nape of his neck. Closing my eyes with a content smile.-

V

Waking up slowly, my eyes haven’t even made it open yet, I feel the weight of Butch’s upper body draped over me. A half wake grin spreads over my mouth and slowly with ease, I raise up some and gently grip his arms to lay him back on the gurney. Bringing my hands up high over my head, stretching out hard and long, a few grunts and groans roll out as I hear the series of cracking through my neck and back, then ending it off with a slow neck roll, just for good measure. Looking down at Butch, it was easy to see that the heart mixed with the blood was working it’s magic on him. Relief was a strange thing for me but I like the shit out of it right now, I was flooded with the emotion. Bending down over the small bed, I inhale the deep natural aroma that is Butch, not a trace of the stench was on his skin and Before I realized what i was doing I found my tongue sweeping a single line up the side of his neck. I needed the taste of him in my mouth I didn’t try to zone in too much on that thought I just knew it’s what I needed.

Butch

-I felt movement and I groaned an objection to being pulled away from V. My eyes snapped open at the touch at my neck.- Nallum. -My voice didn’t sound right and it barely came out at all. I tried to pull him closer but I had little to no strength.- Get me out of this fucking room. I don’t want to see it ever again.

V

Smiling as I run the side of my scruffed face along Butch’s cheek while I took my slow time standing up ” You sound like your voice box has been put through a blender Nallum, but I hear you loud and fucking clear ” With more ease then I knew I had I slipped my arms under Butch and lifted you gently ” I think your getting use to being carted around like this ” An ease chuckle rolls out and on sure booted feet I made tracks swiftly down to the Pit, the one place where I could open up without repercussions. 

Butch

It feels like it’s been put through a blender as well. -I locked my arms around V’s neck and relaxed into him. Dropping my head on his shoulder- I wouldn’t say that I’m getting use to it. But right now, I can’t think of anywhere else I would rather be.

V

Kicking the door open, making my way to the bed and doing the all to easy laying down part ” I’ll get you some water, it’ll take a little bit for your throat to heal after the hose that was put down your throat ” Nods as I pull the sheet up over Butch “Just think of me as your own personal Fritz ” Winks at Butch right before going out grabbing a couple bottles of water and coming back Grunting ” Yeah that was even too long to have you out of my sights ” Takes a seat on the edge of the bed handing Butch the water.

Butch

-Propping myself up on some pillows, watching V’s every move- That’s too bad. There’s something else I would rather have down my throat right now. -twisting my head to work the kinks out of my neck- I’m not use to being waited on. -Sucking in a breath when I watch V leave and huffing out a laugh when he echoes my thoughts. I take the water and look down to realize that my hands are still trembling. I grit my teeth and try to keep them from fucking moving so damn much. Twisting the lid free took all of my god damn concentration.- Fucker! -Tossing the bottle when I’m unsuccessful- I hate this shit. 

V

A low growl vibrated through my chest and I had to tamp it down by gripping the bottle which was piss poor help” Not playing nice Butch, i’m going to call talking about your throat off limits” My gaze drops down and I see the struggle and shaking in Butch’s hands. My jaws locked watching the painful struggle, I reached out to grab it but before I could, it went flying across the room. Twisting off the cap of the one I still held, I took a hold of Butch’s hand and placed it in your hand but not letting go ,I reach up with my other hand and grab your chin in my fingers and bring your eyes up to mine” Give your self time, your not going to be bounding over walls in a flash like nothing happened “Sliding my thumb from your chin to rub over your dry lips “You will heal Nallum and you will deal with me taking care of you, there’s nothing I want more then to take care of you “ 

Butch

-My mouth opened and closed several times to object before I finally just bit the shit out of my lip to keep it closed. The look in your eyes kept me from belittling what was being offered. I flash a small smile and nod. Kissing your thumb and lowering my eyes. Everything in me wanting to deny my weakness but knowing that I can’t.- I don’t like you seeing me like this. But it can’t be helped. So I will bide my time and wait until I can take you and make you mine again. -The mere thought of it set my heart racing and my cock answered the call. A rumbling growl lodged in my throat and I noticed the scent that I had smelled before I had fled the mansion curiously.-

V

Cocking a tatted brow watching the myriad of frustrated emotions run rampant over your face “ Butch, none of us are indestructible, you just had your fucking chest split wide and drained, not to mention the death trip you went on “ My eyes narrowed hearing that bullshit about not wanting me to see you like this “ Your my mate Butch, how often in your life has someone taken care of you “ Nods “that’s what I thought, now let me do this, not just for you but for me too “ No sooner had that spill left my mouth then I heard the rest and my hands had to reach down and grip my hardening shaft. Slamming my lids down with a harsh groan “ Fuck, you are going to torture me through this recovery “ Opening my eyes once again, I lean over you, my clear eyes filled with a deep seated hunger “ You can take me anytime you want Nallum but even without sex, I was and am yours, always Butch “ A slow knowing grins split my lips as I inhaled the bonding scent wafting off your body “ My male is marking me “ The words were said on the tail of a groan and I came even closer, running just the end of my nose up your neck “ So damn good your scent is Butch “ 

Butch

-I can’t help but laugh at your reactions. My gaze follows your hand downward and I shift my legs on the bed. My brows furrowed at your words. I’d heard something about the marking stuff before but I wasn’t entirely certain what it was. What I did know was that this male in front of me was mine and I was his. I brushed my fingers down the side of your face, scratching through the stubble.- I’m a newbie around here remember? You are going to have to explain this shit to me. Maybe draw it in crayon. I’m a little dense sometimes.

V

Grins rubbing my rough jaw against your fingers ” That is your bonding scent, every male has a distinguished natural scent and it only comes out when we want to mark what is ours, so that others will know that, that one male ” Shrugs ” or female is taken by another ” Chuckles at the crayon remark ” I can get some markers and draw it out fully on my body, do a whole scene with pictures and even some simple words for you “Lifts the bottle to your mouth ” Drink, now. I’m sure you have smelled the scent of Wrath on Beth, think of it like animals marking their territory, what is there’s and only there’s and will fight to the death willingly to protect the other ” Shifting some on the bed, mover up closer to Butch “Now you still want the markers Nallum”

Butch

I have to say, I’m liking the sound of this bonding thing. -Tipping back the water and realizing how fucking thirsty I really am. Shit tasted like the best fucking thing I’d ever had and it instantly made me feel better. I swallowed more than I probably should have and choked a little at the last remark. Wiping the water from the side of my mouth.- If it will get you naked, I am definitely for it.

V

Chuckles getting off the bed and bending over, undoing the fastenings on my boots and kicking them off, my leathers follow next. raising up I pull my black T off and look down at my hard dick ” Not able to work you over tonight but soon you will take care of this “Points both my hands down to my shaft ” And look you didn’t need any fucking markers to get me naked” Laughs walking around getting in bed on my side and moving tightly against Butch’s side ” Come here Nallum, I missed this stuff “

Butch

-I watch every fucking movement with keen interest. Rolling to the side to get a better view of you undressing. My hand automatically sneaks beneath the cover and I run my hand up my length. There was no strength behind it and I knew it wouldn’t get the job done but it released some of the aching tension. I wanted nothing more than to help you with your issue but that would have to wait. I couldn’t help but smile when you climbed into the bed and I curled naturally against you. Hooking an arm and leg over you and resting my head to your chest. Listening to the sound of your heart beat.- I missed it too, my love. What you say we don’t do that shit anymore?

V

Rolling over throwing a leg on Butch’s and tightening my arm around your waist so I can tuck my hand under your side. I open my eyes a moment and glance down Butch. A sleepy content smile creases my mouth “Now I get the whole finding your other half means ” Lowers my head nuzzling Butch’s neck, drifting off to a peaceful sleep with the mixture of your scent and mine filling my senses.

Butch's New Heart

V

Stops mid step, turning on around, I can’t stop the grin from spreading wider on my face as i run my hand through Butch’s hair ” Get use to hearing it Nallum“Tightening my fingers in the blonde locks as I lean down closer to Butch” Because you will always me mine , Feel me ” Winks with a cocky grin and releases my hold of your hair only to take your hand ” And my backs getting itchy to have your name a crossed it, so start getting that fixed in that head of yours to “walking towards the tunnels to the PT room I look over Butch when I hear the chuckle ” Want to share your thoughts, I could use a laugh about now ” I thought to myself that truer damn words hadn’t been spoken,I wanted to feel like we did a couple weeks ago but right now that seemed like years ago. 

Butch

-Tipping my into the pull of your hand at my hair. Closing my eyes with a lazy smile- Yeah, I feel ya. -Picturing your back with my name on it, all kinds of naked.-You know what they say about public speaking? How if you get nervous you are supposed to picture your audience naked. -Running my eyes over you again with a smirk- Works in this instance too. So, which name? I have a few. Important stuff for visualization and all.

V

Can’t stop the laughter that spilled out hearing the whole naked audience but then my eyes narrow slightly at Butch” So you picturing me naked, makes you laugh ” Shakes my head ” Damn, I knew my scars below were fucked but damn ” grins and winks at Butch” gotcha on that one didn’t I” Shrugs “Which ever one you want, or fuck why not all your names,I’m down for that, but Butch is a definite“ 

Butch

What makes me laugh is the fact that something like that could make me feel so much better about kicking the bucket. -Cracking up- Yeah, you did get me. I’ll getcha back though. So does that shit go both ways? I get your name on my back? -Straightening my shoulders a bit-

V

My heart slammed against my rib cage and I wondered if I heard Butch  right ”You’d want my name on you? “I had to blink as I heard the almost tremble in my own voice. Clearing my throat, I nodded ” That would be up to you, I won’t ask it of you, either way, your mine and I’m your’s ” It wasn’t until I was done talking that I realized I had been squeezing Butch’s hand in a death grip.

Butch

-Wrinkling my brow as I watch your reaction- What would make you think that I wouldn’t? -Thinking back at my initial response when you mentioned it- If I gave you the impression that I didn’t want you, that is dead fucking wrong. -Looking down at my hand- You starting the draining early there, stud? Ease up a bit or I might have to handcuff you again.

V

Standing just outside the now OR room doors, I loosened my grip and flexed my fingers between Butch’s “I don’t doubt that you want me, but I guess until I heard you say that, I guess I wasn’t sure you wanted me for the long haul ” Shrugging my shoulders some and looking a bit off kilter ” look, talk later, and there will be a later” That last part spoken as a Vow “ 

Butch

-Looking blankly at the room and barely hearing what you are saying. Snapping back after a moment and piecing most of it together. I step in front of you and wrap my arms around your neck, pulling your head to mine. Putting as much emotion as I’m able in what could very well be our last kiss. Shaking a little when I finally step away and plant my ass on the table. Looking at the floor and swallowing hard-

V

Drawing my eyes away from Butch, going in the direction your’s are locked on, I bite down on my lip and just nod. I run through my head the minutes it takes to get from here to the Pit, where I wanted to take Butch to. Shaking my head shoving that stuff away and zoning in on Butch” You’ll be awake before you know it ” Slipping my arms around your waist and meeting your mouth, I tighten my arms some and for a second I let myself revel in the taste of Butch before pulling back and following you in “Uh, you might want to get up and get out of the clothes Butch, can’t do this with the threads on “Grins some “I’ll protect your goods“ 

Butch

-I can’t help but laugh while I slide back off of the table- That has to be the worst pick up line ever. -Imitating your voice-  ’I need you to take your clothes off so I can cut into you. But don’t you worry, I’ll protect your junk.’ -Shaking my head and taking my clothes off. Eyes on you the whole time. Dumping them in a pile on the floor and kicking them to the corner.- Don’t mind the hard on. -smirks- Can’t be helped.

V

Grins watching get back up, my face goes even wider hearing the chuckle from Butch ” I never use pick up lines, if I wanted you naked, you would be without a line ” My eyes lower some, taking in Butch  as he strips down ” So fucking evil ” Shakes my head and pushes the button wall, calling out on the intercom ” Alright, I have Prince Charming now I need the Dr ” Turning back to “Well if you keep that hard on for later,I’ll help with that,now get your ass up there“Grabs the sheet and walks to the table. 

Butch

-I jump up on the table and lay down. My eyes never leaving you because if they do then they would be forced to take in the room and I really didn’t want to.- Oh I get to be Prince Charming. What does that make you? -Winking and letting my head fall back- Not making any promises on pitching a tent the whole time though. 

V

Pulling the side bars up on the bed once Butch is in ” I’m always the wolf, no matter what story you read ” grins leaning down over Laying my forehead against yours for a moment ” Tell me what you want to eat when you wake up “Any other words were lodged in my chest, Raising back up, bracing my hands around the top rail,my gazed locked on Butch “Do good and I’ll wear a suit for you“Winks.

Wrath

[I walk into the room where Rhage is keeping the doctor. Rolling my eyes when I find them both asleep. I reach down to smack Rhage on the back of the head when I hear V’s voice on the intercom. I reach for the doctor instead and stand him up on his feet. Pinching his nose until he wakes up to breathe.] Rise and shine sleepy head. Time to work some magic. [shuffling him toward the operating room. I open the door and toss him inside. Wrinkling my nose at the smell and running my eyes over] Looks bad, V. I won’t lie. What do you need from me?

Butch

-I can’t help but laugh- I hadn’t thought about it, Nallum. But seeing you in a suit would be totally worth it. -Glancing over at the doctor that just got dumped in the room and the King behind him- I know I’m ugly but damn.

V

Raising up hearing the doors burst open and a small spindle male stumbling in”Keep everyone on high guard until this is done ” Nods at Wrath and comes around the bed, grabbing the Dr by the shoulder” Come meet your patient that you will be saving tonight ” he gasped and nodded as I drug him to the bed ” Butch, meet Dr, and Dr meet your reason for living tonight “ 

Butch

-Flashing a wide grin at the doctor- No worries. I’ve lived through this before. Sorta… I’m sure you will too. -Trying to sound reassuring. Eyes flashing to you with a knowing smirk-

Wrath

I’ll be right outside if you need me. [Hiding my smile at the doctor practically peeing himself]

V

Once we had Butch on the bed, and fully under anesthesia, I leaned down and lightly kissed his lips, my heart was ready to pound out of my chest as I thought of what we was getting ready to do. Taking a slow breath, I stood up and faced the Dr “ It’s simple, he lives and you will to, anything happens to him, and I will be eating your insides for dinner while you watch me “ My eyes as white as they were , darkened as I leaned in close, each word was a sworn vow “ I know how to keep you alive as long as I want, begging for death won’t even be an option cause I won’t allow it “ Standing back up to my full height, the tatt over my eye twitched a little as I eyed the Dr. Nodding once I see the slight shaky nod of his head, “ Then let’s get my male whole again, and not to mention, with this shit in him, the Omega can draw close so keep steady hands but get done “ I walked around the gurney and stood so close to the other side, my upper thighs were touching the metal bars. The Dr, started in at first, timidly, but as he started to get to work on the patient in front of him, I could see his Dr god complex come into play as he moved swiftly and expertly, I helped with setting up his chest, cleaning the area and prepping it, and then the tubes were set in place. By the time we was done, Butch was laid out with his arms looking like a science experiment with all the machines and IV’s and his chest looked like a road map and bruised from the cleansing dye. My head jerked up hard when the Dr picked the scalpel up “wait a minute “ He froze where he stood while I stared down at Butch, this had to work, fuck if I lost him, I knew I was done, there was no coming back from that, not for me, I knew this with more clarity then I’ve had in a long damn time. I finally got first hand how Tohr felt and my respect for the male grew. Nodding with my head down, I watched as the Dr first started the draining, the black oil looking stuff slid through the tubing easily and then I watched as the blade cut into my males chest, reaching my own hand up to mine, I could swear I felt the blade sliding into my own flesh. Gritting my teeth so hard my jaws was locked shut, I locked my diamond gaze on every move the Dr made. As he pull the chest cavity apart and locked the bar in place, I suctioned when he said to and he steadily cut and snipped until the black decaying heart was laying on the table not far from him. Licking my dry cracked lips, my eyes wide as he went to work on the new heart, I knew I was holding the air in my chest until every chamber was connected and the black dissolving stitches were all knotted, only when the bar was removed that I let the harsh breath out. I looked up and seen the Dr, eying me curiously  “ get your fucking eyes off me and back on Butch where they belong “ growling out the last part, I watched in a savage satisfaction as he obeyed without hesitation and started to close his chest up. Raising up some, I roll my shoulders back to work out the knots that were bound up throughout me. When he finished, relief was the fucking understatement of the century but, grinding my teeth, that was one part, and as I looked at Butch I could see the draining wasn’t too far from being done. He was shallow in the jaws and around his eyes were turning a deeper bruised shade. Snarling to the point I could feel the saliva working out the sides of my mouth, I gripped the metals bars in my hands and watched as the Omega’s blood trickled to a stop. “ Alright flip it on fucker “ He bobbed his head nervously and the dark vamp blood flooded the fresh tubing and made it’s way home inside Butch’s body. Jerking my glove off and dropping it, my hand had been ablaze since this started, Hell I was surprised my whole fucking body was on fire by this point, as revved up as my head and insides was. Laying my palm right over Butch’s new beating heart, I leaned my head down some and let the strong heated energy shift through my hand and flood Butch’s body, bring my free hand up, laying it on the side of your head, I speak low enough, hoping like hell you hear me “ You got this Nallum, you’ve beaten this before, this is old game to you “ My jaw bones work overtime for a moment as I hold onto the last thread of sanity I had left “ And don’t forget that you have a fucking mean ass mate that loves you and will kick your ass if you don’t do this “ Lays my chin against the upraised metal bar watching for any sign of movement or hell anything.

Butch

-I knew the exact moment I died. It wasn’t a slow ride through a tunnel. I didn’t float above my body or any of that other shit that you hear about. I just popped up somewhere else. I half expected the Omega to be waiting there with some snarky comment about how I fucked up, but I was just standing in a garden. I wished that V could see it, it was beautiful and it was daytime. I’d almost forgotten how much I missed that. I walked two steps and was sucked down a hole that suddenly appeared. I could hear V talking to me but I couldn’t make out the words. I wanted him more than a damn sunny garden though that much was for sure. I could feel his hand. His glorious glowing hand that he hated so much and I loved. I clunge to that and tried to focus on his words. I needed to do something… What was it? I needed to breathe. As soon as I connected the thought, my lungs dragged in air with a sharp gasp.-

V

I didn’t realize that I hadn’t blinked until I heard the sharp intake of breath and I shut my lids over dry eyes. I sent up kick ass thanks to who ever ” Take it easy Butch, don’t suck too much air in, just go slow ” Gripping my hand in Butch’s hair , I leaned my head down and held it against Butch” Oh fuck yes Nallum, you did it ” my voice rough to my own ears and I raised up some Staring down Butch, a mixture of epic concern and kickass relief, etched over my face,

Butch

-My breathing settles into a more steady pattern at the sound of V’s voice. I run my tongue over my lips that feel like sandpaper, not really helping the matter much when I find I have no saliva. My voice comes out so low and gravely that I almost don’t hear it myself- You didn’t think I was going to let you find another lover did you? -Lips turning upward and finally managing to open my eyes-

V

My mouth breaks slowly into a grin hearing Butch’s harsh rasped voice ” I should’ve known that be your life line back ” Looking over my shoulder when i hear the slight movement. Cocking a brow when I see the Dr holding a glass of water,nodding, I take it from him and turn back to Butch” Now water, later steak” Grins dipping my finger in the water, I bring it to your dry lips, lightly rubbing the wet pad across Butch’s dry lips “How do you feel, you know inside, and your heart” Sliding my hand down of the beating heart. 

Butch

-My dry tongue runs over V’s fingers greedily and I close my eyes again with a heavy sigh- I’ll run a full diagnostic for you tomorrow sir… when I can feel my hands… -Laughing lightly and drifting to sleep-

V

Chuckles ” Sounds good Butch, you do the rest and heal thing and I will be right here ” Watches until I see Butch’s eyes close and I walk over to the Dr ” Lucky night for you, you live but you spend in the shitter ” grabbing the mans thin arm and walking him to the bathroom, grabbing a sheet and then pulling cuffs that I always carry from my back pocket and locking the Dr to the sink pipe and shutting him in there. Grabbing teh stool and rolling back over to the bed, taking up residence at Butch’s bedside with my head laid down on the edge of the mattress,using my arms for pillows,as I drift in and out to the sound of Butch breathing steady.