Thread: Blood of my Heart

Blaise sulked at Gabrielle, even knowing it was true he didn't want to admit it. he and Neville where worried as well, the man they had seen yesterday was a far, very far cry from the Draco Malfoy they had once known. he was feral, beautiful in so many ways and yet liable to rip your face off. there was a passionate wildness to Draco now, like a Leopard, it would either beat you up and then fuck you, or beat you up and then eat you. so Draco just happens to come alone after a Vampire Attack!? Blaise demanded, shocked, Stephan nodding, offering them a grin. it happens more often than you'd like to think, Jean Claude is a kick ass Mater, but things tend to happen when people think he's getting lazy or getting week, then he has to put everyone back in line. he shook his head. everyone thinks Jean Claude is weak but he's not and it causes turbulence. he admitted writing down a random order so it looked like he was working instead of gossiping. he fled though once he felt his masters eyes on his neck, well aware he was going to be punished. Jean Claude just sighed as Gabrielle moved to the other room and he set his fingers on Gabrielle's shoulder. just wait. he ordered softly. he is... frightened, right now. you must move slowly, as if he is a wild animal. he admitted softly. fast movements are going to hone him to you like a beast to prey. he admitted softly shaking his head as Neville stared at Jean Claude. ... he's a vampire... isn't he? yes. Jean Claude admitted shaking his head. though he is not one of mine. he admitted simply. who turned him? she is dead, i had her destroyed for her insolence. Jean Claude admitted. Draco's change was.... strange. Jean Claude admitted. it altered his personality and his body in ways that i have never before seen... he admitted shaking his head. he's half raging beast, and half spoiled brat. Jean Claude said spoiled brat with such affection you'd swear Draco was his child. or perhaps lover. there are many things that you... wizards, do not understand. he said the term wizards with such loathing you'd think he hated them just because they WHERE wizards and it had nothing to do with Draco at all. please wait here for a moment. Jean Claude ordered, moving into the room, letting them catch a glimpse of Draco on that black silk and red bedsheets, Neville's eyes widening. i didn't notice it yesterday but... did he get twice as gorgeous? Draco Malfoy had always been beautiful, now he was almost insanely so, complete perfection. whatever had been imperfect in any way as a human, had been fixed when he'd been turned into a vampire. the blond shifted out of view as the two vampires muttered to each other, Jean Claude making an exasperated noise. you are being stubborn My Peu d'amour! Jean Claude finally complained loud enough for the three humans to hear him. get out of bed, and get dressed! you can't order me about like some silly Slave like you can the others Jean Claude! i will not see them! well they will not leave until you have! now i am glad you are feeling better Peu d'amour, but you WILL get out of bed, you WILL get dressed or you WILL be punished. you can't do shit to me. Draco stated petulantly, Blaise and Neville sharing a look. that sounded more like the spoiled brat they had grown up with. i will give you to Stephan for the night! please, he can't even make me cry anymore. Richard then! Richards a puss, i end up on top. ... i will put you with a WOMAN! you wouldn't dare! get, UP! Albion! no! ...fine. Jean Claude's voice had gone soft and quiet, a fierce rage in his voice, and then there where shrieks of fury from Draco, and through the crack in the doorway you could see Jean Claude forcefully dressing him. Jean Claude you put me down! right now! Draco demanded, the vampire dumping the boy on the bed and grabbing a leather strap and a brush, brushing Draco's hair, the boy simply sitting there, glaring at the wall. ... should have fucking destroyed everything... control Peu d'amour. Jean Claude ordered. you must learn to act on control. Jean Claude stated calmly, pulling the man's hair into a long ponytail so that it stayed out of Draco's face. will you not speak to them? only for a few minutes? i will loose money if i keep letting them in for free. Neville was nearly gaping at the strange scene before him and he glanced at Blaise. ... i think Jean Claude is the one being held against his will in this case. he admitted looking almost amused as Draco sighed and nodded, turning to the door. fine... come in then. Draco ordered, sulky and annoyed as Blaise entered first, looking relieved to see Draco. ... i thought you where dead... the Italian admitted, voice filled with pain which Draco ignored. i am dead, in a way.