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Everlasting Love	By : knight Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Def Leppard Views: 2140 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Def Leppard... Joe, Sav, Phil, Vivian, Rick, Malvin...Forever Knight, Nick Knight, Geraint Wyn Davies. No profit is being made by writing this fiction piece.

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Everlasting Love(Pt39)
Climbing the stairs as the sun rose higher in the morning sky, Joe glanced down at a half dressed Nick lying in front of the fireplace, mumbling under his breath. “You no good for nothing...arrogant…selfish, passed out on me…can’t hold your blood wine after this long…asshole. He gets drunk and passes out right in the middle...bah stay there and sleep…certainly not carrying your ass to bed.” Going down the hall to his bedroom, Joe passed Sav’s room. He stopped and backed up a few steps. Peering inside the dimly lit room at the figure lying sprawled out on the bed. Sav lay on his stomach, both arms shoved under his pillow, the sheet barely pulled up around his waist, leaving his shirtless back exposed.
Joe raked his fingers through his hair and glanced down the hall to his room. He thought about his options, in the end, the thrumming of his body won out. Softly closing and locking the door, Joe crept to the bed.
Standing over him, Joe roved is eyes down to the upward curve of his buttocks, to where his leg was bent at the knee. His tongue snaked out to wet his lips as he removed what clothes he still had on, dropping them on the floor at his feet. Joe leant over the prone figure on the bed and slowly pulled the sheet down to reveal Sav’s lose fitting silk boxers, then uncovered his legs.
Crawling on the mattress between his legs, Joe lightly ran his finger tips upward over the smooth skin to the elastic on the shorts. In one swift move, he ripped them down the back.
Sav jerked awake, then felt the heavy weigh pin him to the mattress. “Wha…hey…” his voice groggy with sleep. Rising up as much as he could, he saw Joe’s blond hair, felt his lips along his shoulder. “Joe wh…what are you doing?
“This.” He replied, grinding his hips against Sav and biting his neck.
Sav could smell the blood wine on his breath, he tried to turn over. “Get off me, you’re drunk.”
“Yeah drunk on desire for you.” He growled in his ear. Joe stretched his arms out, taking a hold of Sav’s wrist in one hand, shifting his weight, pushing Sav’s leg higher with his knee.
Sav quickly caught on to what Joe was doing and began to struggle, but his weakened state and Joe’s weight held him prisoner. “Stop it Joe, you know we can’t do thi….aahhh…” Sav yelled out, then dropped his head to his pillow muffling the screams of pain as Joe forced his way in.
“sshhh only..hurt..for..a…oh yeah.” He grunted out and pushing all the way in. “…tight fucking ass…mmm..” pulling back just a little, then back in, a deep groan filled his throat. Still holding Sav’s hands above his head, Joe propped up on the other one, glancing down between them, to see the slight ripple of flesh each time he drove downward.
Sav kept his face buried in the pillow, tears soaked the fabric, gritting his teeth to keep from screaming against the pain, his fists clenched the sheet. He relaxed as much as he could when Joe laid back down on him and released his wrist. Sav didn’t move as Joe ground his pulsing cock deep inside.
“…hell yeah…” Joe hissed and bit at the skin on Sav’s shoulder. He slammed deep with short hard strokes. “…gonna cum deep in your fucking tight ass…sshhh…”
Sav jerked his shoulder away from the sharp pain when Joe plunged his fangs deep, a muffled cry was soaked up by the pillow. He felt some of the blood trickle down his skin and drip onto the bed. When Joe removed his teeth, he sucked in a deep breath, resting his head.
Sav was relived when Joe rolled off of him a short time later. Pushing himself up a bit, Sav turned to look at Joe, his blood was smeared around his mouth and his eyes were closed. Sav flinched as he straightened out and turned over to his back. Staring up at the ceiling he wiped the tears away.
“Joe…” When he did answer, Sav reached over and nudged him “Joe..”
“hum…go to sleep baby….” Joe mumbled and threw his arm over Sav’s chest and his leg over him.
Sav knew he wasn’t going to get much out of him, the sun was up, he was drunk and tired from his romp in the bed. “You fucking bastard.” Shoving Joe as hard as he could by the shoulder, he flopped back over on his back and didn’t move. Sav reached down and grabbed the sheet to cover himself, turning on his side away from Joe and stared at the sun spot going across the soft carpeted floor.
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Sav lay there for hours listening to Joe’s slow breathing, willing his aching muscles to stop hurting, the tears that came every now and then from what Joe had done. Instead he concentrated on the hunger that was gnawing at his stomach. It finally drove him to pull himself to the edge of the bed and sat up, reaching for the bottle on the bedside table. 'Empty….wonderful. Now I have to go downstairs.’ He thought.
He spotted his torn boxers on the floor. ‘Those won’t do and Joe’s pants are too big.’ He thought and glanced at the dresser. Twisting around he punched Joe in the side, and yelled his name, he didn’t move.
“Great, I’m going to starve to death while you sleep off the liquor.” Sav spied his cane, grabbing it, he turned back around and almost smacked Joe with it. “I really should hit you with this .”
Sav scooted to the foot of the bed, grabbing the post and planting the cane firmly on the floor, he pulled himself upright. Gaining his balance and looked across the ten feet or so to the dresser.
“Forget that.” He huffed and flopped back on the bed. Using his cane he snagged Joe’s pants and shirt. He managed to get the pants on, pulling them out at the front.
“I can put another me in there.” Sav mused out loud. He got his ripped boxers from the floor and worked them through the belt loops, tying the ends securely at the front. Slipping on the shirt he was ready.
“Ok Joe if your ass won’t wake up…FINE!...I’ll do it myself. I’ve done it before, but…I wasn’t forced into having sex either. I’ll get you back for that Joseph Elliott.” Sav grumbled.
Standing once again, the door seemed a million miles away from where he stood. Taking a deep breath, leaning heavily on the cane he moved his foot. “This isn’t so hard.” He said half way there. Finally reaching the door, Sav leaned his forehead against it for a moment to catch his breath.
“Must not have been too drunk, he locked the fucking door.” Sav fumbled with the lock and opened the door. The house was very quite, making him wonder where Evelyn, Miranda and Linsey were.
When he reached the stairs, Sav let out a loud groan. “I’m tired of being sick, just want everything back to normal.” He flung his cane down the stairs, it clattered on the marble landing. “That was real fucking swift Rick.” The stairs seemed even more intimidating now, he didn’t have his cane and no one was supporting his other side. Glancing back down the hall, then down the stairs, his stomach once again made the decision for him. “Here goes nothing.” Holding tightly to the banister railing with both hand, he descended the first step, then the next, and the next. Half way down he stopped, catching his breath and noted the trembling in his legs.
“Almost there, I can do this.” He kept repeating and went down another. “Six more to go, almo….” On that note, his knee buckled under the weight, his other leg unable to support the weight, it too gave way. Sav’s forehead smacked the banister railing as he fell, causing him to lose the grip with his hands, he tumbling down the remaining steps.
Miranda and Linsey entered the house from their shopping trip in town. Going to the outdoor market for fresh vegetables and a few clothing stores. Linsey headed for the kitchen to put away the vegetables and Miranda went to the living room to go upstairs to her bedroom. She saw Sav on the stairs and was about to say something when he fell.
“Rick!” Miranda yelled, dropping her bags she ran to him, by the time she got over to him, Sav was already at the foot of the stairs, laying on his back.
Nick, who was still asleep on the floor, bolted upright, Miranda’s yell yanking him from sleep. He jumped to his feet and saw Miranda drop to her knees beside Sav. Nick literally flew through the room and knelt down. Sav’s eyes were closed, but a frown creased his brow.
“Rick, talk to me.” Miranda touched his face.
“Where were you 10 minutes ago.” He mumbled and opened his eyes.
“We just got home.”
”What are you doing out of bed?” Nick started, looking at the gash on his forehead. “For that matter going down the stairs by yourself?”
Sav turned his eyes to Nick. “Well, Joe is passed out from to much blood wine, and I couldn’t get him to wake up and you were asleep too and they weren’t here.” Nick helped him to sit up, his head pounding from the movement. “I hit my head….I was hungry and Joe didn’t think to replace the empty bottle.”
“A nasty hit too, your bleeding.” Miranda told him.
Sav touched his fingers to his head, it came away with blood.
“Are you hurt anywhere else?” Nick asked running his hands over Sav’s legs and arms.
“No, I don’t think so.”
Nick paused in straightening his shirt, pulling it down off his shoulder to see the light bruising and small holes. “Did you let Joe take blood from you again?”
“Not exactly.” Sav looked away from Nick’s piercing blue eyes.
“Meaning?”
“Meaning, I don’t want to talk about it.” Sav shifted his weight. “Now if you don’t mind, I’m really hungry.”
Nick stood, circling his arms around Sav, he picked him up and held him close to his chest. “Why do you have Joe’s clothes on?”
“They were closer to me than mine.”
Nick leaned closer, drawing in a deep breath through his nose. Sav caught his knowing gaze.
“Don’t even go there Nick, his scent is all over you too.”
“We didn’t get as far as your thinking.”
“It happened and there was nothing I could do, Joe is stronger than I am right now. You did the same thing…so many times I stopped counting.”
“When you were this ill...never.” Nick whispered.
“And I don’t want to hear about you and Joe, its hard enough to deal with already.”
“I wasn’t going to say anything about that.”
“Good.” Sav retorted.
“We should clean that wound Rick.” Miranda cut in.
With Nick’s help, they went to the kitchen. Miranda took out the first aid kit and proceeded to clean the gash on his forehead, while Nick took a bottle from the cabinet.
Sav sipped at it slowly, chasing away some of the hunger. Nick sat across the table staring at him.
“Stop staring at me Nick. I always hated it when you did that, even more so now, because I can’t pick up on what you’re thinking.”
Nick dropped his gaze to the table. “There is no intention behind it at all. I never grow tired of looking at you.”
“Even like this?”
Nick smiled warmly at him. “No.”
Sav rolled his eyes. “Don’t give me the ‘I didn’t fall in love with your looks speech’ Joe already did that.”
Nick chuckled. “Alright I won’t then.”
“There all done.” Miranda said, leaning down to kiss him.
“Thanks.” Sav smiled.
Nick drained the rest of his drink. “Would you like for me to help you back upstairs Sav?”
”No, I think I’ll stay down here, watch a little TV.”
“Alright, I’ll help you back to the living room then.”
“No, I need to do this on my own.” Sav grabbed his cane from where Miranda leaned it against the table and stood up. Nick followed behind him with his glass and bottle, sitting it within reach on the table.
“Would like for me to get you a change of your clothes?” Nick asked him.
“Um…yeah, just some boxers, I’ll leave the shirt on.”
Nick was back within minutes and helped him change, tucking the blanket from the back of the sofa over his bare legs to ward of any chills. Hooking his finger under Sav’s chin, Nick gently pulled his head up, there lips met in a soft lingering kiss.
Nick pulled away. “As sweet as I remember.”
Sav darted his eyes downward.
“I must leave you now and go pack.” Nick told him.
“You’re leaving…” Sav quickly looked back up at him. “…y..you just got here…um…well a few weeks ago anyway.”
”Only for a few days Rick, a week at the most. I have business to attend too, then I will return if you want me too.”
Sav dropped his head to stare at his lap. “I do want you to come back.”
Nick twined his finger in Sav’s hair, tilting his head back up. Kissing him again he slipped his tongue past Sav’s lips to sensual tangle with his.
Pulling away Nick held his eyes. “I’ll see you upon my return.”
Sav nodded his head slightly. Nick left him to ponder the meaning behind the way he kissed him.
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