Rock Olympus (KurikaraSama & Gatichan)

[Gatichan]

Rock Olympus

 

Name; Vincent Leion

Age: 20

Profession: Rockstar

Likes: strawberries, singing, books (when he has time), eatting good food

Dislikes: smoking, gangs, most things bad for you

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Name: Dante Kenrick

Age: 25

Appearance: short dark hair, blue-grey eyes

Profession: talent scout and artist manager

Likes: smoking, challenges, working out, expensive clothes and accessories

Dislikes: lazy people, flying, when the guy he likes is "too friendly" to other men

Personality: workaholic, efficient, a bit on the jealous side, loyal and loving towards partner in private

Appearance:

 

Plot: Dante Kenrick takes on Vincent Leion as his newest protégé. This is the story about Vincent's rise to stardom...

[KurikaraSama]

The end of Vincents' gig finally came and he let out a sigh of relief as he stepped off stage, thus where he began to complain slightly to the stage crew about how the lights were too bright and that they seemed to cause glare from his necklace and other accessories. He had just started singing not too long ago but he already had a pretty moderate fanbase. He liked going on as a member and discussing with his fans, all without them knowing that it was him.

 

Vincent scowled slightly when he was told that it wasnt their fault and simply stalked away from them and to the entrence when once again his manager was smoking. "Damn it Dante, you know i hate it when you smoke!" he took the others cigarette and put it on the ground before stepping on it.

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[Gatichan]

Dante arched an eyebrow, looking from his squashed cigarette to his enraged protégé. "Well..." he said slowly, pulling out the fabled black organizer that everyone that worked with him grew to fear. "Where should I start to tell you how badly you performed back then?" he began, thumping forward to the page that was filled with annotations in his untidy scrawl. "I just heard you were complaining to your stage crew. How many times have I told you that you have to tell ME about what you don't like. I'LL take care of that- not you. Don't get your hads dirty with that kind of stuff.

 

Look- go take a shower, then put a smile on your face and tell Rudd and Mac to accompany you to the fans. Don't try to get away without the bodyguards I arranged for you," Dante stabbed a finger at Vicent's chest. "They're there for a good reason and if you don't take them along with you, I'm make you regret it. You have one hour for your fans, but then we have to return to the studio to tape the new songs...and talk about your disastrous performance tonight."

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[KurikaraSama]

Vincent Growled and swatted Dantes hand away. He knew bodyguards were necessary, but he didnt need them. Well, want them anyway. with a dissatisfied grunt he went to go shower, he was pale and he had adequately sculpted muscles; however there was a long scar that trailed from his neck down to the mid point of his body from when he was in an accident. feeling the warm water wash him off he sighed again knowing that he couldnt take too long because of his fans. A whole hour of signing things and pictures. What could be better? Vincent could think of loads of things.

 

finishing his shower and changing, he stepped out to where said body guards he didnt want were waiting. honestly, what did dante think was going to happen? No one had attempted anything since the incident, so he didnt understand. with a muffled string of cursing he walked out to said fanboys and girls as mentioned above, with both guards behind him. "Vincent!!!" he had to try not to wince as he was lead over to a group of screaming girls. really, his ears couldnt take the abuse.

 

He took pictures and signed, and toyed with his fans for an hour before he retreated. "My ears...i've never heard a girl scream that loud"

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[Gatichan]

Smoking another cigarette, Dantewatched from the tiny backstage window, his eyes narrowed. It was good to see that Vincent had paid attention for once and had accepted the bodyguards. He knew that Vincent had to feel like a caged animal, but Dante wasn't taking any risks. Vincent's first number one song was being played up and down all the popular radio stations and every day he was receiving more and more requests for interviews, photo shoots and new venues where his starlet was supposed to play at. With rising popularity came darker sides, such as that terrible accident, and Dante wanted to protect Vincent as best he could.

 

Right then, his cell phone vibrated and he answered it. "Kendrick," he replied impatiently, watching as Vincent leaned in closer to the loudest screaming female fans- stupid girls. Honestly, couldn't they just smile at him instead of screaming him to deaf? "Dante, baby! Here's Rick-" Oh no, not him again. Rick Hampstead was the president of the record company which had signed Vincent on. "Twitter and Facebook are going wild about Vincent's concert- his facebook page is getting more and more followers and likes than ever before. That kid is amazing! Make sure that you accept the three television interviews that I sent your email."

 

"Will do, Rick," Dante promised, cutting off. Checking his watch, he saw that the hour was over and barking out commands to the backup crew, strode towards the waiting black limousine. Climbing in at the back, he already had his agenda open when Dante climbed in, complaining about earache. "Vincent, you've been booked for three more gigs next week. I'll print out the newest timetable for you when we get to the studio." He took a closer look at his protégé, noticing just how exhausted Vincent was. "Hey- everything okay?" he asked with uncharacteristic tenderness, reachinng over to put a finger under Vincent's chin, making him look over at him.

 

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[KurikaraSama]

"Females are annoying," he began as he crossed his legs and looked out the window as the limo started up. he listened to dante explain how many more gigs he had causing him to groan inwardly. he was tired and his hearing was shot, he just wanted to rest for one night. just one! when the other tilted his face to get Vincent to look at him he sighed for the hundredth time in that night alone. "I'm fine Dante. Just a bit ear sore." he replied as he shook the others hand away from him. "and for the last time put that smoke out!" he growled slightly and covered his nose. "second hand smoking is more dangerous then being the one smoking." he huffed.

 

when they arrived ack at the studio, Vincent hoped out and walked into the building with Dante where he was told that the president wanted to see him before he went to tape his recording then go home until the next evening. "I bet he's going to go all creepy on my and talk about weird stuff..." he said crossing his arms.

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[Gatichan]

"Yeah, I was expecting that as well," Dante admitted, reaching for another cigarette, but seeing Vincent's murderous glare, returned it to his pocket. "You know what? I'm coming with you," he suggested, pushing Vincent forward. Rick's office was right at the very top of the skyscraper inside Los Angeles and as they rode up in the golden evelator - nice and decadent, Dante inwardly rolled his eyes - Dante observed Vincent from the corner of his eye.

 

He didn't believe that Vincent was alright. If it were up to him, he wouldn't have agreed to the three extra gigs. Vincent seemed tired and Dante was sure that being around fans, which before had always had Vincent smiling broadly, were now nightmarish to him. Vincent was probably trying to keep up the picture that he was fine and wasn't thinking about the accident, but Vincent was sure he was. He also found himself wondering more and more often if he shouldn't try harder to convince Rick into agreeing for Vincent to see a therapist...

 

As the elevator doors slid open on the top floor, Dante bumped his elbow against Vincent's. "Hey," he nodded coolly, not looking at the rockstar. "How about, as soon as we've got this meeting over, we sit down and talk about squashing in some extra time between next week's gigs and your family or friends? You know- time for you to hang out and rest."

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[KurikaraSama]

"you know i doubt we will have time for that Dante. " he said sighing. it was true, with all the extra work and numerous gigs, vincent hardly had time to stay at his own flat for a day. "Where exactly are the next three gigs?" he asked calmly as they approached the presidents door. he expected to get an earful even though his ears were already sore. hhe pause in front of the door to wait for Dantes reply when the door in front of them swung open and Vincent was dragged inside by the presidents secretary. "The president will see you in a moment once hes done with his other client." she mused cheerfully. "i understand" he said and went to lean against the wall

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[Gatichan]

Dante pulled out his cell phone and scrolling down, accessed the email. "You're expected to show up for a morning interview on Good Morning Los Angeles and then perform your newest song there. Two hours later, you're to have a radio interview and then a fan meet and greet with autograph signing at the mall the following day," Dante reported briskly, his fingers flying over his phone to accept the gigs. Sliding the phone back into his pocket, he coolly leaned back against the wall beside his protégé. "So yeah, you're going to be busy as hell, but even you need a break once in a while.

 

Tell you what," he offered, pulling out his cigarette pack, but resisting the urge to remove a further death stick. "You tell me three people you'd like to see next week and I'll work out where to squash them in. And we can scratch tonight's recording and reschedule for tomorrow at nine o'clock. That fits, because at eleven you have your vocal lesson. How does that-?"

 

But before Dante could finish, the door to the president's office flew open and Tracy, the miniature Christina Aguilera-immitation stepped out. When her eyes fell on Vincent, her face became all sultry and she pouted as she approached them. "Vincent! Oh my gosh, I can't believe I'm finally getting to meet you personally- I'm like, your biggest fan ever!" she told him as she began to stupidly giggle.

 

A vein on the left side of Dante's head began to throb as he tensed. How he HATED beautiful female fans of Vincent's age, fans who probably interested his protégé in a romantic way...

 

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[KurikaraSama]

"ahaha, im glad to see a fan of mine here. "he said smiling kindly. "Might i ask why such a beautiful young lady like yourself is here instead of out celebrating or at home resting so late at night?" He gently took the others hand and kissed the back of it almost like you would see the princes and such in the movies do it. Always treat a lady with respect, one of the first rules his mother knocked into him. he wasnt that interested in females, but they were fun to toy with when he was bored. "Dante~ care to introduce me to the charming young lady i havent seen before tonight?" he asked smiling, even though he really could care less.

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[Gatichan]

Dante wanted to puke- what was this nonsense about kissing that slut's hand and what was with that stupid smile?! Dante had to really force himself to smile, when in reality he wanted to chuck the talentless singer out the window and Vincent as well for being so gallant and exaggeratedly polite to the cow. Oh course he was dazzled by the blond witch- and why the hell was it pissing Dante off so much?

 

"Why Vincent, on which planet do you live on that you don't know Tracy Belle?" Dante said as politely as he could, wishing a grand piano to fall onto the woman's head. She giggled stupidly and Dante had enough. "Sorry- work calls," he said, snatching Vincent's hand away and dragging him into Rick's office, slammed the door in Tracy's face

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[KurikaraSama]

"oi oi Dante. Calm down. you already know i have no interest in women. " Vincent chided as the door closed. he was just trying to be friendly, there was no need for Dante to get so worked up. he swore it was like Dante had a man crush on him sometimes with the way he acts. he fell silent as he stopped to listen to the president who had began walking to them. He glanced at Dante before yanking his hand away from the others grasp. if he wasnt careful, rumors will spread and that leads to bad publicity.

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[Gatichan]

If you aren't interested in women, then why were you so over-friendly with thatcow? Dante fumed, feeling insulted that Vincent had yankeed his hand away so angrily. Sheesh, he was only trying to look out for him. It wasn't as if he were interested in Vincent or anything...Dante coughed, blushing as he looked to the side. Get a grip of yourself!

 

Looking up at Rick, the two of them smacked their fists against each other in the complicated way that Dante had taught the president, who was always - embarrassingly - trying to act younger than he really was. "Dante- hey, hey, hey, Vincent, my man!" Rick boomed out, engulfing Vincent in a tight hug and then messing up the rokstar's hair in a most annoying way. "How is my star today? Your show tonight went really, really well- so well, in fact, that sexy Tracy Belle wants to have a duet with you. I aready naturally agreed- Vincent, you'll receive an email shortly from my secretary. This is going to be your next big hit!" Rick enthused, leaving an arm around Vincent's shoulders and leading him towards a leather chair. "Sit down- Dante, you too. This is the best sort of publicity that we could find- you two are both young, attractive: we can start rumors up about the two of you dating and then the record sales will sky-rocket!"

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[KurikaraSama]

Vincent choked on his own breath. duet was one thing, but pretending to date was a whole nother story! "oi!" he protested angrily. "What do you mean by that?! you know i have no interest!" he hissed. he couldnt believe this! the president was going around making things up behind his back! that was probably why tracy was far too happy to see him. "i agree to the duet but i refuse to take part in that Ridiculous rumor!" Vincent was beyond furious now. to the point where he would happily punch his employer so hard that he would possibly break is own wrist. "Dante!

" he pleaded for the other to help him on the matter.

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Dante didn't like the idea much, but he saw the potential that was there. The press were really that easy to fool. "Look here, Vincent- it would all be for show," he tried to point out logically and Rick nodded enthusiastically. "Just think about your goal here: you want to become the hottest rockstar around- well, this is the fastest and fail-safest way to do that. And no one's telling you that you're going to have to kiss her or anything: all the president has in mind is that you and her be photographed walking around together, leaving the studio in the same car, laughing while you take a drink. It will look innocent enough- the press will simply start speculating and rumors will start up, bbut they needn't affect you. Your fans will love you all the more because the two of you make such a cute couple. And you obviously liked her very much just now," Dante couldn't help but point out again with a false smile.

 

He could very well see that his protégé wasn't at all happy with the idea, but Dante wasn't going to discuss this in front of the president. And anyway, he had one or two ideas in mind how he was going to get Vincent to come around to his way of thinking. "Rick, if that's all you had to tell us, then we'll be taking our leave," he said, getting up and smartly fastening the button of his dark suit. "Vincent's got a busy day tomorrow and he still has to get home," he added, sending Vincent a look that clearly told the younger man not to be difficult right then. "By all means, by all means," Rick smiled, patting Vincent on the back as he held the door open for them and waved them out. "Not a word until we're inside the elevator," Dante hissed under his breath to Vincent before he stepped out the office

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[KurikaraSama]

"I'm not talking to you anymore anyway." Vincent shot at Dante angrily, even leaving into the elevator and closeing the doors before Dante could get on. "That asshole can go home himself." he spat as the elevator doors opened on the first floor. "How'd the meeting with the president go? and wheres Dante?" one of the desk clerks whom he hung out with from time to time because outside of work she was actually pretty cool asked. "Tch. you can tell Dante when he gets down here that he' walking home." he gritted his teeth and pulled a strawberry lolipop from his pocket and placed it in his mouth as he stepped outside and into a waiting limo.

 

Vincent gave a kind smile to the driver before sending him on his way when he got home. He slammed his door behind him and kicked off his shoes before falling onto the couch where he stuck another lillipop in his mouth. play date a fan? Fuck that noise. Vincent wanted nothing more to do with the woman other then the duet which was work related. it pissed him off even more that Dante didnt stand up for him. what the fuck man?

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[Gatichan]

Dante watched as the limousine pulled away from the curb. "Drive him straight home and nowhere else," he told the driver of the car, his eyes narrowed to slits. Could Vincent really be so stupid? Could he really not see the potential and did he really not believe that Dante would find a way out for him? Did Dante really have to spell it out for him how politically stupid it would have been to fight over the little singer in front of the compny president? Apparently, yes.

 

Climbing into his own black car, Dante drove straight to Vincent's house. As he lit another cigarette, he reached over to the glove department and pulled out the key to Vincent's place that he'd already got duplicated. There was no way he was going to let Vincent go to sleep and treat him, his manager, that way. That boy needed to be taught some manners and he had better show some gratitude that Dante had saved him the embarrassment of having proved been reprimanded by Rick. Vincent hadn't known him long enough, but Dante knew that Rick's sunny personality could change around 180 degrees without warning if he wasn't happy.

 

Parking outside Vincent's home, Dante got out. Popping three spearment sweets into his mouth at the same time in an attempt at hiding the fact that he'd been smoking, Dante casually walked up the driveway, let himself into the house and then kicked the sofa where Vincent lay sprawled. "Oi! Sit up- we need to talk."

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[KurikaraSama]

"Piss off. I want to hear nothing from you." he huffed and turned on his side and fell back into a light sleep. Dante just didnt know when to stop did he? he continued to ignore his manager. He didnt want to hear the other talk, or even look at the bastard. He was done with everything for the night. he was done with that stupid President, the stupid fangirl, and the stupidass Dante. "Didnt anyone tell you not to barge into a mans home? " he retorted in a mumbled and returned to ignoring him

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[Gatichan]

Dante arched an eyebrow- oh, so Vincent wanted to act like a prima donna? Well, two could play this game. ""Man, what man? You're only a pup. Fine, go on and ignore me, for all I care," Dante shrugged, loosening his tie and tossing it towards Vincent. "I have the whole night and no one at home waiting for me. I'm not the one who needs to look relaxed and happy tomorrow at the interview appointment with the Rolling Stones," he called over his shoulder, walking into Vincent's kitchen and opening the fridge. He made a face when he saw that there was hardly anything edible inside. Settling for a beer, he took it out and retruned to the living room, where his protégé continued to pretend he wasn't there.

 

Falling into a couch, Dante put his feet up on the lower table between the couches and switched the television on. Turning the volume up louder when he came to a country music channel, he calmly drank his beer, hoping he was pissing Vincent off. Well, sooner or later he was going to have to acknowledge his presence. "Go on and dig your grave even deeper," he called over. "Just remember that the only person who can get you out of that deal with Tracy Belle is me. But hey, if you want to kick the only ally on your side off your team, be my guest. You aren't the only wannabe rockstar out there, you know. There's are lots of other potential candidates who wouldn't be such pains in the ass and who would actually be grateful that they had me on their side. But hey, right, you're a "man", so do what you want."

 

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[KurikaraSama]

Vincent snapped and fearlessly knocked the beer from Dantes hand, knocking it acrossed the room and causing it to shatter on the tiled part of the flat. good, then he could just wipe it up later. "you wanna talk? talk! thats just what youre good at isnnt it? You're the one that got me into this mess. so you better have a damn good reason to get me out if you want me to forgive the fact that your sneeking beer stashes into my house again!" he shouted angrily. compose yourself Vincent...violence never gets you anything.his mothers words echoed in his head and he attempted to stop the shaking that was caused by the sudden anger and adrenaline rush.

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Dante took all the time in the world to shake out his hand and thus rid himself of some stray droplets of beer. "Sit down," he said in a very low, very icy, very dominating voice, his eyes narrowing dangerously. "And check the way you speak to me, otherwise you can find yourself another manager. I'm not your dog, so don't treat me like one.

 

Talk? What can I say? Do you think it would have been intelligent of you or me to have told Rick to f*** himself and shove that duet and dating idea up his butt? Do you think you would have won absolutely anything by proving how immature you are? God kid, grow up already! We don't live in a world were butterflies fly around and fairies dance in the moonlight- in the business world, it's all about numbers and delivering them: those who can deliver astronomical business sales are the ones who get further in life. You are not in a position to bitch around and say "no, I don't wanna"- leave that to someone like Jay-Z, who's a proper star. You have to learn to shut your mouth and let me work in the background. And just for the record, puppy: I never said I was happy about you and her pretending to be a couple, either," Dante stated clearly. "Now sit down. NOW."

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[KurikaraSama]

Vincent didnt have much wiggle room on the others point and angry words. And he understood the others point, but he just was not who Dante wanted him to be. He wasnt scared to say no to the boss like Dante was, He wasnt scared that he could get suspended or thrown out for his decision. so what he wasnt the most mature person? so what he would have to get a new manager if he kept up like this? so what he could have to cut his start life short? He wasnt the perfect star. and he certainly was no Jay-Z.

 

he sneered slightly and crossed his arms standing up. "Oh yeah? who's treating who like a dog now Dante? Sorry, but im not the mature person, you cant whip me into a star that just goes along with whatever someone tells them to do, and im sure as hell not Jay-Z. I'm not afraid of saying no to someone, im not afraid of the consequences, i've already lived through too much. If thats how star business has to be, going around like a mindless robot..." he chewed his lip slightly, debating whether he should say what he was going to. but you know what? screw it. "If thats how it hass to be, then i wish that crazy fanboy succeeded in ending my life." he finished coldly

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((talk about lovers quarrel))

[Gatichan]

"So you're telling me you don't care if all your hard work is for nothing?" Dante tried to get a word in, but when Vincent carried right on and then said his final sentence, it was too much for Dante. Flying out his seat, he gripped onto the younger man's shoulders and shook him roughly. "Don't you dare say such an atrocity!! How can you be so stupid!? Do you have the least idea what you're saying? You'd rather be dead?! How could you wish for something so terrible?! What about all your fans? What about your friends- what about your parents!? What about me?! Do you think your death would have left me unaffected- do you seriously believe that I don't care about what happens to you at all?!" he yelled lividly, shaking Vincent all the harder.

 

"I've put so much into your career- I believe in you, damn it! I'm trying to get you to fulfil your dreams, I've put together the best possible crew I could with the limited resources that I have at the moment and now you come along and bitch around when the going gets a little tough! If I'm telling you that I'll find a solution, I will! How can you give up half way and in such a half-assed way? No, you're not immature, you're MORONIC!" Dante dropped his hands, disgusted.

 

Get a grip, get a grip- he was about to do something stupid, but it was impossible, he was too fired up to control himself. Pictures of Vincent, crumpled on the floor, covered in blood, dying- they all began to fill his mind and suddenly Dante yanked Vincent against his chest and bowing his head, kissed Vincent violently, forcing his protégé's mouth open with his tongue. Get a new manager? No, Dante couldn't risk losing Vincent- not again, no way.

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[KurikaraSama]

Vincent let out a small yell as he was yanked and thrown around. his ears were starting to ring, he couldn't hear after Dante first started talking. He had told Dante over and over that he had fragile hearing, and now here he was, trying to make Vincent deaf. he was trying to register the others body language and get words from the others lips due to his temporary hearing loss, but that got thrown down the drain when His manager decided to yank him forwards and basically shove his tongue down Vincents throat. Vincent weakly lifted his arms to grip Dantes arms as he eventually felt hi eyes close.

 

what the hell was he doing? this was his manager for christ sake! he frowned slightly as he realized the other tasted like beer and smoke, which only irritated Vincent because now he knew what the other had been doing on the way here. after a minute he had to brace his arms against Dantes chest and push the other back so he could breathe.

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Dante let out a low, hot breath. His eyes swam slightly out of focus, needing a moment to focus again on Vincent. And when he saw the distraught expression on Vincent's face, he remembered all at once that extremely loud noises hurt Vincent's ears. That was why he always used the most expensive ear protection plugs when he performed on stage, and there Dante had gone, yelling his head off at his protégé...and completely lost his cool at the same time. How could he have gone and kissed Vincent- was he clear out of his mind?! If Vincent had never noticed his budding feelings for him before, then now he surely would have.

 

Dante gulped. He was skating on extremely thin ice right then. Extremely, extremely thin. Vincent was supposed to be his protégé, but Dante had overstepped the mark. And had enjoyed it. A little too much. Just seeing the shock on Vincent's face was working wonders on him and his lower body awoke, demanding satisfaction. I've got nothing to lose, Dante thought, licking his lips without realizing that he was doing so as his eyes traveled over Vincent's body. He wants to get rid of me as his manager, so I might as well live up to my name.

 

Shrugging out his blazer, Dante threw it off, beginning to unbutton his sleeves and roll them up. Advancing towards Vincent, Dante grabbed the front of his protégé's shirt with his hands and ripping it open, pushed Vincent backwards onto the couch, kneeling down between Vincent's legs. Holding onto latter's wrists so that Vincent couldn't move away, Dante leaned towards Vincent's naked chest and began to lick over it, digging his fingers into Vincent's wrists. "Don't struggle...otherwise I'll make you really suffer," he warned, his eyes cold, despite the fact that his body was heating up more by the second.

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