[Mem Share] Not Alone

[unbreakable_king]

[OOC: Slightly nsfw thanks to adult situations and less than sufficient amounts of clothes.]

It's movement that stirs him from his sleep, which, after the night he's had, is pretty impressive. Rhy hums to himself as he rolls onto his side and watches as Alucard, by the dim light of the moon and stars through the windows, rises from Rhy's bed. Even in this light the man's tanned skin and rich dark curls of hair are stunning. Rhy can't help the stirring he feels in his body.

"Surely you don't mean to slip away through my window at this hour," Rhy muses, his voice light and teasing as his lover circles the bed, stopping only long enough to find his discarded pants and pull them on.

"Now now, my sweet prince, do you truly feel me so cruel a man as to leave you to your lonesome?" his beloved's voice nearly purrs as smart fingers move about the laces of his pants. "I merely wished you show you something."

Oh? More show and tell? The young Maresh heir delighted at the very idea, and he too slipped from amid the silken sheets of his bed, pushing through the rich curtains around it to find the nearby table where he knew he'd left a robe. The thing is pulled on even as he watches Alucard Emeric, roguish nobleman moving right to the doors to Rhy's patio and opening them. They are as silent as a breeze as they swing open, and his lover turns just enough to hold a beckoning hand out to Rhy. It would be rude, and foolish, not to accept. Rhy moved to catch the hand in his own, and found himself pulled swiftly against the older man's strong body. This close it was a wonder that he could breathe at all, and when he did he could smell the spice of Alucard's cologne, the natural musk of his skin, and under that the heavy mixture of sweat and sex. Oh what a temptation this man ever was for him.

"And one would hope that you meant to show me more than the glory of your bare skin," the prince chuckled, looking up to meet the quick, flashing wit of his lover's eyes as he was guided into the balcony with a side step.

Neither of them were appropriately dressed for this, and Rhy didn't care. From here the red light of the Isle River washed over them, and to look at the crimson of it lighting Alucard's skin was a temptation all its own. Rhy wished to lean in, to lick and suck and chase at the glory of that light. Instead he found himself being turned out toward the city and the myriad lights, both of oil and magic, that twinkled next to the powerful crimson of the local Source.

"What do you see, my pet?"

"Lights. The same lights there are every night."

The comment earned a chuckle, low and rich and sweet in that way that made Rhy want to press against his body, his lips, his hands. Instead he stayed watching, Alucard's hands on his shoulders, holding him toward the city.

"Each of those lights, my darling? Lives. A handful, at the least. Lives that one day shall be in your hands."

"Our hands," Rhy countered. "You will be at my side for that, will you not?"

Those hands on his shoulders turned to arms wrapped around his waist, and lips at his neck, kissing and sucking. Rhy shivered and pushed back against the firm, hot body, felt the growing firmness of Alucard's desire against his body.

"Of course, my darling. Of course."


[And a few minutes after the memory is up there, enjoy a very annoyed looking video of Rhy Maresh himself.]

Before anyone wonders aloud over the promise. He was not.

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[of_bokthersa]

Why not do both?

[The cat becomes bored and wanders away.]

[unbreakable_king]

[See, the thing is that he really doesn't have a lot of success with adventures.]

I'm not certain it's a good idea.

[of_bokthersa]

[The comment makes Seregil laugh.]

It's never a good idea, but it's often fun.

[unbreakable_king]

Yes, but don't you worry about injury?

[He smiles and puts his bag down at last.]

You promised me games, beautiful.

[of_bokthersa]

The risk to life and limb is half the fun.

[He makes his way over to pull a table to the couch, pulling out two pairs of stones from a drawer. One set, his own, carnelian. The other set jade.]

And so I did.

[unbreakable_king]

It is no longer merely my own life I risk.

[His nation and his brother are there too.]

I thought you said there was another. Have I been left without adult supervisoin?

[of_bokthersa]

Even here? And yes, I did mention another, but he's out discovering ways to make wine.

[unbreakable_king]

Mmmm, wine.

[Rhy reaches out, definitely hoping to accept one of these sets of stones so he can start looking at them.]

[of_bokthersa]

[He passes the jade stones to Rhy.]

We've recently come into some plants from home. They make the most delicious wine.

[unbreakable_king]

Is it still wine if it is not from grapes?

[Jade? Rhy tries not to frown. Green. He never much liked green. Apparently his magical gift had a green signature when seen through Alucard's eyes. Evergreen. How disappointing.]

Would you be so kind as to explain the rules?

[of_bokthersa]

According to my people, yes.

[His brow raises at the other man.]

Somethiamiss?

[unbreakable_king]

[Okay, those words just blended together. Rhy catches up and tilts his head thoughtfully.]

Well, I don't quite know how to play this game. Surely there are instructions?

[of_bokthersa]

Of course.

[Seregil explains the rules of the game since the book never explained it.]

[unbreakable_king]

[And Rhy listens intently because new or not, he intends to win. Competition in this manner is just a standard part of Arnesian life.]

Yes, I believe I have it. [And this said as he polishes off a pretzel covered in cinnamon sugar. It is there for a reason.]

[of_bokthersa]

Good then, you first.

[unbreakable_king]

[And with that, Rhy nods and throws himself fully into the game. He will happily forget his concerns to play as much as he will be allowed.]

[of_bokthersa]

[Seregil lays his own stone down, even as he reaches for a pretzel.]

Tell me, how did you come to learn of these things? Or are they a thing from your world?

[unbreakable_king]

[Excuse him while he fishes out one with jalapenos]

They are not. I learned of them from Llewellyn Watts. Charming young man. Very self-conscious.

[of_bokthersa]

I don't believe I've had the pleasure. Is he in your dorm?

[He can't imagine living in the dorms. On the streets, in a brothel, yes, but not in a dorm.]

[unbreakable_king]

Yes, he is.

[Listen, Rhy couldn't imagine it either. He was a prince.]

The bunk next to mine actually.

[of_bokthersa]

Then you are friends? Or ...

[He cuts it off, leaving the question hanging in the air.]

[unbreakable_king]

From my understanding, he has a man he longs for back home. I suppose I understand the sentiment. No, I've been rather unfortunate in my luck since arriving.

[He's not usually this bad at it.]

[of_bokthersa]

Curious. You seem quite desierable by my standards; which are quite high, mind you.

[He has another bite from his pretzle.]

[unbreakable_king]

[Rhy just offers a smirk as he finally places a stone in response to Seregil's.]

Says the man who lured me over to play with the wrong rocks. I'm not sure how geniune the statement is. But yes, your Beloved. I understand.

[of_bokthersa]

If you'd gotten to me years ago I would have happily played with the right ones.