[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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[unbreakable_king]

Alas, from what I find, there are many here who leave their hearts aching for those from home, who are out of reach.

[Not that, from his own memory, he was much better. He'd long for Alucard. But he held no hope for it.]

[of_bokthersa]

That, I can understand. If my tali weren't here I would long for him as well.

[He could imagine being without Alec, but the world is dark and empty. He sets another stone down.]

But I'm sure there must be someone.

[unbreakable_king]

[Rhy shrugs. Wanda was enchanting, but she was clearly not the sort of woman one merely dallied with. Richard was taken, as was Alex. No, he kept missing the mark.]

Alas, I seek and do not find. One comes to accept such things.

[of_bokthersa]

Are you looking for a dalliance, or something more?

[unbreakable_king]

I've never had more. I cannot see the appeal.

[That memory marked the lie for what it was. His lover had been so intense for him that a repetition, even after years, seemed unlikely. Trust was not something he could so easily grant.]

And who are you to ask? Seeking to serve as a match maker?

[of_bokthersa]

Idle curiosity. I feel we might have been the same in a past life.

[Before Alec, Seregil would have said the same. Felt the same pains that he suspected Rhy did now.]

[unbreakable_king]

I assure you, I'm quite the same now as I was in my past life.

[More lies, given with the smiling ease of a noble.]

I am a king. I shall not marry for anything but practicality. So I dance my attentions while I can.

[of_bokthersa]

Ah, but here you are no king. At least not one that has obligations.

[unbreakable_king]

[Ah, but distance doesn't change WHAT he is. But yes, there are less obligations.]

Who I am I am. I was born this way, raised this way. A king is a king, even outside of their land.

[of_bokthersa]

And so you can't have a lasting relationship here? No matter how long it may be?

[unbreakable_king]

[Now that wasn't what he said. But he considers Seregil's point and at last offers a brief nod.]

I understand your point. Alucard has recently returned to my life, and frankly, I think he would be less than amused if I found myself at a metaphorical buffet and did not sample of it. But a relationship? It is not a thing I know.

[of_bokthersa]

Quite the opposite of my taliminos and I. Should anyone touch my tali I might murder them on the spot.

[unbreakable_king]

[Alucard was definitely a possessive man as well. But... He wasn't here.]

Murder might not be something he approved of.

[of_bokthersa]

Is that so?

[unbreakable_king]

Well, would your Alec approve of you hurting another, and not trusting him to manage himself?

[of_bokthersa]

Oh, I trust Alec without fault.

[unbreakable_king]

I cannot fathom a reason why you'd need to murder someone for him, then.

[of_bokthersa]

Precisely.

[He smirks, taking another pretzel.]

[unbreakable_king]

[At least they've stepped away from the topic Rhy had not desired.]

I'm not winning this round of stones, am I?

[of_bokthersa]

[Seregil's brow rose even as he smirked.]

And I wasn't even cheating.

[unbreakable_king]

One must know and understand a game to cheat properly. If I had a set of Sanct cards, I'd teach you.

Of course, you'd never win, but it would be amusing.

[of_bokthersa]

So you say. Oh, and you may keep the stone if you like.

[unbreakable_king]

One more stone and I've got something to work with.

[Of course he makes light.]

My brother taught me to play Sanct, and there is no finer player in all of London.

[of_bokthersa]

So you'd have me at a disadvantage should we play it.

[That sounded like fun. Seregil had very few games that he wasn't good at. It had to be that way so that he could gain information easily. Then again, a little losing could go a long way.]

[unbreakable_king]

As you have me at a disadvantage now.

[Don't pretend that isn't true. What, Seregil, is turnabout not fair play?]