PURE-MADNESS Posted September 23, 2013 Author Share Posted September 23, 2013 (sorry if I manage your character a bit this time, but I need to XD) Michel was brought out of his thoughts by the other man's voice. His eyes widen a bit as he realized that he had completely forgotten the wolf was there in the room with him, and his body tensed a bit, it had been so long since he had been so relaxed around someone else. His eyes narrowed in suspicion at the "kindness" the creature was showing, but he thought it the man's duty to do so anyways, so he didn't outright refused. The idea of a shower brought a soft warmth to his skin, and his muscles relaxed once more in anticipation. "If you are so kind to do so for me," Michel replied a bit mockingly, but somehow he managed to sound pleasant enough. He stood up and walked passed the servant, and grabbed his bag. He pulled out clean white towel and comfortable clothing and headed to the bathroom. He watched the man fill the bathtub with water and slipped inside. The tub was a bit too small for his larger body but he accommodate himself to force his way inside. He sighed in relaxation at the warm water and closed his eyes for a moment. Every inch of his body had been full of stress lately, and he hadn't taken a bath in a long time, just showering. He enjoyed it for a moment, and then eyed the wolf. "I heard this mountains are full of creatures...wolves as well.." Michel inquired, his eyes narrowing on the boy. "I am sure you can catch on what I am saying, but I'll make it clear anyways," He threatened, his eyes flashing red. "I dont accept betrayal. The moment you run out of this room without my permission, you'll become my enemy, and I show no mercy to my enemies," the demon hissed every word, his eyes coldly landing on those beautiful eyes. Suddenly he stood up and his hand encircled around the other male's neck, his nails becoming dark claws and he looked a bit terrifying. "I can smell your intentions on your skin, your mind is like an open book because your body reacts to your own thoughts betraying you," the prince whispered in the male's ear in a seductive dark voice. "Dont be foolish" He tighten his grip on the other man's soft neck, and then released him slowly. He turned around and slipped inside the tub once more, resuming his previous activity and dismissing the boy without wording so, he simply ignored his presence. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
lovemegone Posted September 24, 2013 Share Posted September 24, 2013 ((it's ok ^^ I dont mind at all.)) "If you are so kind to do so for me," the demon told him, the mocking tone was implied. Shadow was annoyed at himself; how could he even think of being kind to this asshole? He, for once he was trying to be sociable and this is what he got? Fuck it, not worth the strain. The young werewolf grudgingly drew the bath to a hot temperature, hating himself the entire time. Shadow sighed as he turned his head in the slightest so he wouldn't watch the man as he went into the tub. Things were quiet for a moment as his owner just sat there. He leaned against the wall of the bathroom, already formulating a plan on escaping... First thing would be to make it to the woods. Once there it would only get easier, his father showed him how to survive in the woods. The pack he would be going to was 2 or 3 days north, give or take. As if reading his mind, the man in front of him said "I heard this mountains are full of creatures...wolves as well.." Shadow stiffened slightly, understanding his underlying meaning. He continued to threaten Shadow, hissing his intentions. The tone of voice the man used was enough to intimidate him, but as if that wasn't enough his owner stood and put his hand around the younger man's throat. Those pale hands, tipped with dark claws tightened slightly on his throat before letting go completely. He left the bathroom with as much dignity as he could summon, knowing he couldn't let himself get intimidated, he had a family to go home to and a throne to take back. He sat down on the bed his owner hadn't claimed and sighed. He knew he shouldn't be intimidated, his family needed him ad he wouldn't let them down. On the other hand, he knew the man currently settled in the tub wouldn't hesitate to kill him. He guessed he would just hav to risk it. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
PURE-MADNESS Posted September 24, 2013 Author Share Posted September 24, 2013 Michel had enjoyed his bath without further interruption. He hadn't bother saying anything as he watched the boy run out fot he cramped place, his eyes watching his back intensely as it got farther away and out of sight. The demon didn't bother with thoughts of the wolf's possible plan to escape, he trusted the boy to be intelligence enough to recognize their difference in strength. The time he passed under the water was a very calming one, his skin rejuvenating and all the stress from before finally gone. He finally stepped out, his body dripping wet and so was his hair, the dark locks now sticking to the sides of his face and neck. He grabbed the towel and dried himself with it in all calmness, then finally stepped into their shared bedroom already dressed. The demon didn't bother looking at the wolf, in fact he played it as if the stranger wasn't there at all. For once, he realized he had been doing the boy's duties for him. he had bought him for a purpose, and yet he had forgotten to "use" him. A soft smirk crept to Michel's lips as he finished drying his damped hair. He stood by the window for a while, letting the natural breeze finish drying the wet locks of hair, and he seemed in deep thought. His eyes seemed distant, but other than that he held the perfect poker face. Eventually, he moved away to ask for dinner. He had called room service and the old owner in person had brought in the food. Michel made no comment on it, took it and paid him, then dismissed him. One plate had been set aside for the wolf. Michel had handed it to him, and again silence lingered in the air. Neither pronounced a single word the whole time, and the room seemed inhabited despite the younger males being there. Michel didn't felt particularly uncomfortable with the quietness but he couldn't help but notice it. Night soon came, the moon bight and shining on the navy sky. No stars were visible in this world's sky who seemed so lonely and superficial. Michel had noticed this in more than one occasion and he had wondered at some point if there was another sky somewhere else with beautiful starts shining upon it. Rather early in the night, the demon was already laying in bed, warm sheets wrapped around him comfortably and keeping him warm. He was tired from the long day but he couldn't find a wink of sleep. His back was to the wolf, but he was aware of the other man presence and his every movement if any. Michel's body was very still, it was hard to tell if he was even breathing, but this was normal for his kind. His skin had gone cold, like it did every night, and he barely made any movement at all, the only way to describe him was a living version of a dead handsome man. He closed his eyes and attempted to find some sleep. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
lovemegone Posted September 24, 2013 Share Posted September 24, 2013 Shadow's eyes glazed over as he tried to gather the strength to talk to his pack, hopefully they could meet him half way. The collar on his neck that kept his wolf at bay burning against his skin uncomfortably. The collar was staring to mess with his head...trying to separate his wolf from him. God how it hurt when they tried to contact each other. His eyes had closed at some point without his permission; looks like contacting them for the moment was impossible. When he opened his eyes once more he realized it was pretty dark, the soft glow of twilight no longer there. He noticed the demon standing in the corner and chose to ignore him. The head ache that had haunted him since he tried to contact his wolf caught his attention once more as it throbbed in the back of his head. He closed his eyes once more as he tried to cure the damn thing with some rest. After the headache had subsided just enough he opened his eyes once more. There on his bed rested a plate of food. He turned his eyes to the still figure on the bed besides his own. He mentally thanked the man and began to eat. It was a piece of chicken, nothing too fancy, with some rice. It was nice coupled with the rice. He wasn't really hungry but he would need his strength if he was to leave tonight. Once he had finished eating he set his plate apart and began to get under the covers; he would fake sleep and wait until the man beside him fell asleep. He knew demons were tricky when it came to sleeping, they were pretty much corpses, but he had been around him long enough to know when he was asleep and awake. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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