forum Fancy Deaths (Reboot) (Closed)

Started February 23, 2023 by @DancingWithMyDemons business

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"Lady Eilwyn Adfir. It's a pleasure to meet you, Véronique." Eilwyn looked at the book cover, her eyes lighting up as she read the title. "Oh, I've heard of this one! My sister, Penelope, told me about it. It's one of her favorites."

(feeling like i accidentally manic pixie dreamgirl'ed véro whoops)

"Is that so?" Véronique asked, eyes lighting up the slightest bit, though she still maintained her aloof expression for the most part. She glanced back down at the cover before setting the book down for the moment and giving her full attention to the woman in front of her. "She has good taste, then. Do you like to read, Eilwyn?"

Claude smiled, swaying in tune with Neo and humming slightly until the other man leaned in to kiss him. Claude kissed him back, running his hands through Neo's hair lightly.

Neo leaned in closer, pushing Claude up against the wall behind him. His arms traveled down Claude's back, tracing each line in his muscled back until coming to a rest on his hips. Still swaying, Neo forced open Claude's mouth with his own, His head swimming wonderfully.

Claude responded with equal vigor, hands still in Neo's hair for the time being. He kept his fangs at bay for now, the alcohol keeping everything slightly blurry at the edges.

(feeling like i accidentally manic pixie dreamgirl'ed véro whoops)

"Is that so?" Véronique asked, eyes lighting up the slightest bit, though she still maintained her aloof expression for the most part. She glanced back down at the cover before setting the book down for the moment and giving her full attention to the woman in front of her. "She has good taste, then. Do you like to read, Eilwyn?"

(I had to google what that means, lol)

Eilwyn nodded, feeling a bit more nervous now that Véronique's attention was on her. "Sometimes. It's nice to pretend I'm somewhere else every once in a while." She absentmindedly fiddled with the fabric of her dress, her gaze shifting to a random spot on the wall.

Why did Véronique have to be so pretty? It didn't seem fair that Eilwyn had to get so nervous around her. Guess that 'liquid courage' didn't help much.

Claude responded with equal vigor, hands still in Neo's hair for the time being. He kept his fangs at bay for now, the alcohol keeping everything slightly blurry at the edges.

Neo guided Claude over to a fainting couch. Sat, and pulled Claude down on top of him. He wrapped his legs around his hips. Everything else disappearing.

(I had to google what that means, lol)

Eilwyn nodded, feeling a bit more nervous now that Véronique's attention was on her. "Sometimes. It's nice to pretend I'm somewhere else every once in a while." She absentmindedly fiddled with the fabric of her dress, her gaze shifting to a random spot on the wall.

Why did Véronique have to be so pretty? It didn't seem fair that Eilwyn had to get so nervous around her. Guess that 'liquid courage' didn't help much.

(lmao)

Véronique could relate to that. She couldn't say that her life wasn't comfortable, but sometimes she needed a bit more than comfort. Sometimes she wanted to pretend that she was someone else. After all, it seemed that she and Claude were more of an afterthought to her family than anything else, so she liked imagining she was important. Perhaps that was why she acted so haughty and aloof at these gatherings.

Véronique nodded, studying Eilwyn as discreetly as she could. She really was very pretty, though there were many pretty women here. But not many who would just approach her out of nowhere, and she had to admire that much. "I understand," she agreed, giving the faintest ghost of a smile to her companion. "Books can be a nice escape from reality, no?"

Neo guided Claude over to a fainting couch. Sat, and pulled Claude down on top of him. He wrapped his legs around his hips. Everything else disappearing.

Claude put up no objection to this, merely sinking into the comfort of Neo's embrace, tracing a line of kisses down his neck.

Claude put up no objection to this, merely sinking into the comfort of Neo's embrace, tracing a line of kisses down his neck.

Neo looked up, baring his neck to Claude. The first stars twinkling above them. Neo started humming, the soft sound of his voice echoing in the empty balcony.

Claude grinned at the expanse of smooth skin, fangs coming out as he went back in. He was sure that Neo was used to it by now, and he never took much of Neo’s blood, just a small amount. It made him feel a bit closer to someone, and aristocratic vampires never took blood from unwilling victims. No, they could repay anyone they took blood from, whether that was in money or with other means. It was surprising how many people had so little objection to a Claude taking just a little. Though usually Claude vastly preferred Neo to anyone else, since this little routine was a bit intimate. God, Neo was so handsome.