Alternate Universes: Revival

[Mayah Playah]

Don't be afraid.

Ellery Advimi...................Liam Grant...................Peter Shell

"Oh." Peter gracelessly tossed the pants back onto the old wooden chair they had been on before, walking over to the candle that flickered by his bed and lighting the one beside it so that they would have more light. The flickering, orange-ish light danced about his features, his hair loosely falling from his ponytail as he stood upright. "I'm fine. I understand why they dislike each other so much, but that doesn't mean I have to like it. I hate that type of conflict." The pretty teen moved back to the wall, leaning on it with his hands behind his back and steel eyes looking naively up at Hayden from under curled, thick eyelashes, his body bent just enough to show the slim hips covered mostly by his shirt. Every now and then. the flame would roar up a little, and Peter's shirt would be raised just enough to show that flat belly with an almost non-existent light blonde trail of hair that disappeared into his boxers, the faintest trace of abs, and that strange fair skin that looked to be completely untouched by the sun, despite what the boy did for a living during these hard times. "Thank you for thinking of me, Hayden. Most people wouldn't have cared. You're so nice!"

Liam nodded in understanding after swallowing back another swig, coughing back a laugh. "Nah, I gotcha. Maybe they had sex or something?" Liam tried to say, the alcohol already starting to fog his brain a little. "But your assassin fellow, he doesn't seem like that kind of guy. What's his deal, anyway?"

Death only hurts for a minute.

 

[Its Smiley]

Mayah Playah

Spunk, Seppo

Fredrich Waltz...................Cameron West...................Hayden Belmont

Danger never looked so good.

He's doing this on purpose, Hayden said to himself. And dammit, it's working! He wasn't sure if he was starving or attracted to Peter - maybe it was both - but that lighting on him and that pose he was striking was making him more desirable by the minute.
"Ehehehe, yeah... Ah, hey, you said earlier you weren't into sheilas. Is, ah... Is there some'n you're interested in at the moment?" he asked nervously while digging one hand into his pocket and rubbing the back of his head with the other. He glanced up at him now and then then back down like a nervous schoolkid.

"Freddy? Naw, he's not the type to do one night stands, but he's not into relationships, either." Cameron sighed while taking the bottle of alcohol. "He's one of those romantic types, so when he's into someone he goes all out for them. It's kind of ironic because he likes to keep his distance with them, being an assassin and all. Actually, he and Hayden kind of have a thing going on. They were a couple during high school, but now they're more friends with benefits." He swigged his share of alcohol.

 

[Mayah Playah]

Don't be afraid.

Ellery Advimi...................Liam Grant...................Peter Shell

"Who, me?" Peter lowered his gaze to the ground, feeling his blood rush to his cheeks at the question.Of course, there was someone he liked, but could he say anything about it? He was sure that he'd be scolded if anyone found out, but did he really care? Hayden seemed to be very interested, and even shy about hearing the answer.So, Peter bit back his shy thoughts and let himself speak. "Yeah, there's one," he managed to say, come-hither eyes on Hayden. "Although, he seems to already have a lover. I don't expect him to choose someone like me over anyone else. After all, the person who appears to be his lover is much more of a man than I. Most people who like me like me only because they can pretend I'm a girl when they f-ck me." He moved once more, that shirt raising further to expose that soft skin, his eyes containing a small flinch at the vulgar word that truly described his love life, or lack thereof. If Hayden had dared to delve further, he'd quickly learn just how Peter managed to pay for all their supplies, and it wasn't for the same reason that he and Ellery told Liam.

"Then what the hell's going on with them?" he murmured, eyes narrowed and brow furrowed. "I mean, really. What else would've happened between them? The tension is sexual, although they clearly never pursued something."

Death only hurts for a minute.

 

[Its Smiley]

Mayah Playah

Spunk, Seppo

Fredrich Waltz...................Cameron West...................Hayden Belmont

Danger never looked so good.

He's doing this on purpose.
He's really doing this on purpose.
Hayden moved a hand to rub his mouth. At least it should seem that way. What he was really doing was hiding the fangs that elongated in its need to feast. He opened his mouth to offer a rebuttal to Peter's comments, but froze when informed that the younger male liked to play the girl's role.
... F-ck it.
Unable to control his urges, Hayden strode across the room and moved his hand away from his mouth to hold Peter's chin. "I... never told you what I am, did I?" he said as he tilted the boy's head back, forcing eye contact. There was something strange in his eyes, and anyone even slightly attracted to Hayden would be aroused by eye contact with those gleaming eyes. "I'm half-incubus and half-vampire. The only catch is that instead of blood, I feed off of male essence." he said in a dreamy tone. Perhaps it was the cause of his arousing stare, but his voice had become more melodic and charming, just as his looks did.

"Knowing those two, maybe some kind of argument they're both too stubborn to apologize for." Cameron shrugged once more. He then eyed Liam and elbowed him playfully. "Why so curious? Got a crush on one of 'em?" he teased.

 

[Mayah Playah]

Don't be afraid.

Ellery Advimi...................Liam Grant...................Peter Shell

Peter's right hand immediately rose to grab the man's wrist, unsure of what he was planning, but wanting to be sure that he wasn't about to be hurt. He was, however, enveloped in the sweet warmth of arousal instead, and his steel eyes melted into a pool of silvery water as Hayden's stared into his. "That explains why I heard Liam call me a rare delicacy when I told him what I am," he said, voice slightly husky from the sudden hush he felt himself undertake. "Quarter-Siren, quarter-Dark Muse, half-human. There's no other like me that still lives. Explains why I'm pretty, doesn't it?" His arousal became evident from the rising of his boxers, a small wet spot at the top of the mound. "Why are you telling me this?" he suddenly asked, his lower half trying to arch away from the man in his effort to not start something he was sure would end terribly.

"Nah, I've got a crush on someone else," he said, the alcohol making him even bolder than usual. He elbowed the officer back in jest, grinning. "You, actually. But I've got the feeling I'm too alive to be your type." He chuckled, starting to close back the bottle before hissing. He raised his hand to his face, blood on his middle finger leaking from a small wound. The bottle, old and made of metal, was clearly sharper than expected, and Liam stuck his finger in his mouth to lap up the blood and slightly widen the wound in an attempt to keep it open. The pain instantly sent tingles to his groin, which started to harden just a little. Remembering where he was, the doctor yanked his finger from his mouth and smiled apologetically. "Heh, sorry about that. I forgot I had company. The pain... It's just too delicious to ignore."

Death only hurts for a minute.

 

[Its Smiley]

Mayah Playah

Spunk, Seppo

Fredrich Waltz...................Cameron West...................Hayden Belmont

Danger never looked so good.

"Because..." Closing his eyes, the half-breed tilted his head back lightly and inhaled the air through his nose. Peter's scent was stronger now that he was aroused. He tilted his head back and opened his eyes once more. Seductive and dangerous. There were many words that could describe his eyes, but those were the best. "I'm hungry." he said slowly. His mouth parted to pronounce each word, and at one point his tongue glided across the fangs that had fully elongated.
Without warning Hayden moved one hand and firmly gripped the crotch that tried to move away from him. "Well, well. What're we getting so hard for?" he snickered, fangs glistening under the faint light.

"What, did my dance with the zombies swoon you?" Cameron laughed, obviously dismissing the confession for a joke. "Maybe if you were a zombie I'd go on a date with you." he chuckled but stopped when he heard the hiss. He turned his head to see Liam sucking on his finger. Oh, must've just been a cut. He was about to turn away when he noticed something else change within him. He blinked in surprise then looked at Liam's face when he nonchalantly addressed it. "Huh. You're a masochist, then?" Small world, he thought to himself.

 

[Mayah Playah]

Don't be afraid.

Ellery Advimi...................Liam Grant...................Peter Shell

"Ah!" Peter bent his head, squeezing his eyes shut and blushing bright red as he was suddenly handled. "Th-the detective!" Peter tried to say, a moan elongating the last vowel. The Muse raised his hands to the stronger and elder male's upper arms, eyes half-open as he halfheartedly attempted to push away. "I-it's wrong. You're in love, aren't you?" asked the metal-eyed male, struggling to hold back his gasps.

The purple-eyed doctor gazed at his bleeding finger, the blood dripping down from the white digit to the ground, and it took everything in him not to take the bloody hand and cover his crotch with it. "Yes, I'm a masochist," he murmured absentmindedly, only returning to attention when the wound closed up several seconds later. Eyes turning up to Cameron, he smiled a little. "It's too bad that I can't die. If becoming a zombie meant I'd be able to screw you and slice that gorgeous body open, I'd do it in a heartbeat." The man stood, tucking the bottle into his pocket and going for the ladder. "I'm going to get something to eat. Be back in a few minutes." The doctor then disappeared down the stairs, fingers toying with the sharp scalpel in his pocket. He didn't even flinch when the blade pierced his skin once more. In fact, his smile grew.

Death only hurts for a minute.

 

[Mayah Playah]

Awesome nerd

 

[Its Smiley]

Mayah Playah

Spunk, Seppo

Fredrich Waltz...................Cameron West...................Hayden Belmont

Danger never looked so good.

"What, Fredrich?" Hayden smirked as his hand slowly slid to the base. Huh, smoother than he thought. "We're not really a couple. We were, but that was way too long ago. I'd rather feast on him than a necrophiliac like Cameron, though. But now that I have a tasty little morsel like you~" he teased as his hand slid up at a painfully slow rate. His eyes practically glowed as he closely watched Peter's every reaction. That blush was cute, the scrunched up look of struggle to not moan was cute too.

Cameron raised an amused eyebrow at the doctor. They had a lot in common: they were both psychotic (clearly), had a relatively fast regeneration speed, and were masochist - although Liam seemed to like the pain much more. Interesting guy, but definitely weird.
"See ya." was the officer's reply. He waved Liam off then, after a suddenly shocking moment, yelled, "Bring me something too!" then settled in his seat. He looked over and sighed dreamily at the sight of the moving corpses. Man, this was like watching porn.

 

[Mayah Playah]

Don't be afraid.

Ellery Advimi...................Liam Grant...................Peter Shell

Of course it was smooth, Peter couldn't have been older than seventeen or eighteen. Being that age, as well as his particular species, the young Muse was very sensitive, clinging to Hayden as he shook and blushed darker and darker. With his conscience clear, he parted his lips a little, releasing a tiny mewl of pleasure, eyes tightly closed as he let himself enjoy the feeling. "Y-you're sure you aren't just s-saying that?" he asked, helpless. Even if Hayden was just saying it to get laid, he couldn't help it, he wouldn't be able to stop. It had been far too long since he'd been with someone that he genuinely was attracted to, and not just someone that they needed supplies from.

Around thirty minutes later, Liam finally returned, chuckling as he held two napkin wrapped sandwiches in his hand. He crawled up the ladder, handing Cameron one of the sandwiches and sitting beside him. "Seems like that little incubus of yours is having some fun with our cute Muse," he said, shaking his head and trying not to laugh too loud. "You think that assassin of yours will mind too terribly that his boyfriend is being stolen?"

At the same time as all of this, a knock sounded on Fredrich's door. Had he opened it, he would find a ruddy-cheeked Ellery, holding a small box in one hand and stuffing his other hand into the pocket of a coat that looked a lot like one the Austrian had worn ages ago. He clenched his fist and his jaw, clearly upset at having to be there with a peace offering. He hated apologizing, but they all had to depend on each other that night. It wouldn't do to allow relations to remain strained. "Damn it," he swore under his breath.

Death only hurts for a minute.

Awesome nerd

 

[Its Smiley]

Mayah Playah

Spunk, Seppo

Fredrich Waltz...................Cameron West...................Hayden Belmont

Danger never looked so good.

"If I was serious about him would I be doing this to you?" Hayden asked breathlessly against Peter's ear. His hand sped up in its vertical motion, leaving nothing untouched. Long fingers played with the tip, the sides, the base.
Then stopped.
Deciding that he couldn't wait any longer, Hayden moved his hand away from Peter and moved downward to let his mouth handle the rest.

"Ooh, I don't know. Freddy might get jealous, or he might be relieved. I don't know, he's hard to read." Cameron said while gratefully taking his sandwich. He looked back to the zombies and watched the beautiful sight for a while. This was nice, sitting with a friend, eating a sandwich, and watching dead people poke at each other. "Do you ever jack off to horror movies?" he asked suddenly while still watching everything.

It took a minute, but soon the door opened. Fredrich wasn't wearing his coat anymore, just a white shirt that might as well be red from all the blood now. His gloves were still on, too. He had a confused look on his otherwise serious face, but that went back to mild irritation when he saw who it was. "Ellery? What are you doing here?" His eyes went to the outfit. That looked like his coat, but it was far too small for him.

 

[Mayah Playah]

Don't be afraid.

Ellery Advimi...................Liam Grant...................Peter Shell

~~~

Liam shrugged, taking a bite out of the sandwich as he watched the undead masses. "When I get the time to watch them," he admitted, holding the food in his lap. "Why? Do you?" he asked in return, reaching blindly for the flask.

The man held up the box, cheeks red as he looked away, furiously glaring at a wooden stool. "I came to apologize and offer these to you," he said through grit teeth, refusing to look at the tall assassin. He was so upset about having to say that he was sorry that he hardly noticed the man getting his name right. "They're supplements, and there's a bit of whiskey in there too. It's been a while, but I remembered that you liked it and- just take the damn box before I change my mind!" he barked, finally looking up at the man. There was shame and guilt in his eyes, and he was clearly aged by the recent events the world was dealing with. The death of his family had created an old soul out of the young former songwriter. It was hard to believe that he'd ever been anything but a zombie hunter.

Death only hurts for a minute.

Awesome nerd

 

[Its Smiley]

Mayah Playah

Spunk, Seppo

Fredrich Waltz...................Cameron West...................Hayden Belmont

Danger never looked so good.

"Oh yeah. All the time." Cameron said easily, not a hint of shame on his face. "Makes it hard to watch movies with friends. Why don't we watch one together after we get rid of all these, eh?"

Fredrich looked down at the box, taking it in his own hands while accidentally brushing his fingers against Ellery's. Whiskey would definitely be a great help. It had been a year and a half and he still remembered that? Fredrich's eyes flickered to Ellery. He looked tired, not just physically but emotionally as well. Hayden's words rang through his head about how the once songwriter's family was gone due to this catastrophe. Some whiskey would be good for the both of them.
"Why don't you come in?" he offered and stood aside enough for the smaller man to walk in. "You look like you could use some of this whiskey."