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...Nick Knight, Geraint Wyn Davies. Well contain descriptions, depictions
of real people. I claim no personal knowledge of these artist/actors and their sexual orientation or personal lives. I do not own rights to any of the people mentioned herein. No profit is being made.
Authors Note: All thoughts are in Italics. Blood may not be sweet to human's, but for vampire's, it very well may be.
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Life Goes On(Pt41)
JTE Journal January 14, 2032
It's been eight weeks since Phil crossed over and I must say, he has adapted quite well to the change. He is young again, 38. Nick told us he would revert back to a younger age; back to the time when we all stood watching the house burn down in front of us. Sav had been badly burned when he returned to the house looking for Amber. Phil offered his healing blood to Sav, thus planting the seed of youth for when his time came to cross over. If I didn’t see it with my own eyes, I would not have believed the change. It was truly amazing to watch! To see a seventy year old man revert back to the prime of his life. Phil is strong, healthy and full of life once more.
Phil has discovered the sexual appetite of a vampire. Yeah, being a vampire does increase that and Phil...well he’s like a kid in a candy store. His need for fresh blood has made him a bit ‘hungry’ for a food source and sexual release. The few times we have been out among mortals, his eyes rove to every woman that passes by. It’s funny to watch him trying to hone the skills of seducing a woman to get what he wants. Half the time Sav and I keel over from laughter. I remember my own needs when I first crossed over. Though I had Sav for my sexual needs those first few weeks. My desire for something other than ‘bottled’ blood made me quite the hunter. Sav had to lace into me, to remind me that my greed could expose us to the authorities and that would not sit well in the Community.
Sav and I have had that talk with Phil too and enforced the rules of the Code to protect the Community. We may have lives that bring mortals close to us at any given time, but the Community is first and foremost at all cost.
I think Phil has calmed down a bit since the first month after he crossed and the talk we had with him. He still has lessons to learn, but he is a quick study. He has been preparing himself for this time of his life for at least the last thirty years. I can see where he and the female vampire population will have a banging good time....hahaha. I do hope that Gail is prepared for Phil’s needs as well. Phil has schooled her in what to expect in the sexual sense of a vampire. I believe she is comfortable with it and has accepted that part of him as well. The true test for them will come now that Phil has crossed over.
Every now and then I can sense a bit of melancholy in Phil. Not about crossing over, but from seeing Steve at the crossroads. I asked him to talk about the time they were together at the there, but Phil doesn’t say much. Just that he was happy to see him again. I think it was harder on him to leave Steve behind, than he’s letting on to us. But I understand. I had those same feelings. Perhaps it’s time to share a blood kiss with our illustrious child and get a sense of his feelings for that.
Tonight Sav and I are taking Phil out for his third flying lessons. Another night of fun and laughter, I’m sure it will be. Then, we plan on going out to our favorite hangout to celebrate Phil’s crossing. But it will be more than celebration for Phil; it’s also to impart more lessons in his new and eternal life…yet another test…another lessons… just like I had to go through all those years ago. To be out in public, to mingle with vampire and mortal alike, but in a controlled environment. Phil has done exceptional so far whenever we have gone out. I think tonight will be more for fun than more tests and lessons.
Although I love Phil and would do anything for him, let me move on to something or should I say someone who’s most important to me…Sav. What can I say that I haven’t said about him? These past eight weeks have been the BEST for us in a long time; just he and I, lovers eternally under the mountains moon and stars. Touching, holding, caressing each other without a care or thought in the world except the pleasure that we can bring each other. I am loving him and loving this time we have together. Sav’s moans, caresses and blood kisses tell me he is enjoying this time as much as I am. But, I know once we go back home, which we plan on doing the end of next week, he will have to re-establish his relationship with Olivia. At least for a period of time, physically anyway, I will have to take second place. But I KNOW, emotionally, who has the number one spot. I should never have second-guessed that, but…anyway...the heart knows no reason. I know in my heart, if we ever had to make the choice between the women in our lives and holding our relationship together…well…lets just say that Sav and I will have no problem not having woman with us for anything long term.
We did just fine without them for many years, just the little flings we had here and there. But I should....
The bump bump sound hit the floor beneath Joe’s feet made him pause. Joe quickly left his desk and descended the steps to find out what was going on.
"Phil, I thought when you crossed over, you would have gained some sense." Sav laughed as Joe came into the room.
"’Araid not Sav."
"Whom are you talking to?" Joe questioned as he walked across the room towards Sav.
Sav’s eyes took in Joe’s masculine form. His blue eyes beginning to turn gold and lust stirred deep inside of him.
Joe shook his head. "Not now baby. Now answer my question."
Sav’s eyes never left Joe, he just pointed upwards. Joe followed his finger, looking up at Phil walking across the ceiling, practicing his kickboxing moves.
Joe burst out laughing. "Phil, did I ever tell you what a showoff you are?"
Phil looked down at them. "Yeah, you mentioned it a few times in the past. I guess I’ll be hearing that a lot more in the future."
"You probably will. Now get down from there before you..." Joe cut his words off just as Phil’s foot went through the ceiling tiles. "...put a hole in the ceiling."
"Ops…" Phil giggled. "I forgot about how strong I am."
"Sav." Joe started in a firm voice. "You better do something about your child before he tears u…"
"My child?" Sav retorted, whipping around to face Joe. "Don’t you mean our child? After all, you did help to bring him across."
"You went first with the blood, so you should punish him for putting the hole there."
"Why do I have to punish him?"
"Because you went first and that’s what you are suppose to do."
"You want me to punish a 38 year old man for a little hole?"
Phil finally managed to wiggle his foot from the hole and crashed to the floor. He sprang to his feet to listen to his fathers argue about his punishment.
"Yes!" Joe yelled.
"And what do you want me to do?" Sav yelled back.
"I don’t know..." Joe threw up his arms. "...anything to get him under control."
"Um...dads…" Phil tried to break in. "I’ll fix th…"
"Shut up Phil!" Joe and Sav yelled together.
"Ok." Phil dragged the word out. "I guess this means my flying lesson is out, along with going to the pub?" Phil was trying his best not to laugh at them and act out about being scared because he was going to be in trouble for the hole.
"Yes it does." Joe growled. "Now go to your room."
"Yes dad." Phil mumbled. Dropping his head, he dragged his feet on the floor on the way to his room.
"He was really looking forward to going out tonight Joe."
"Well he’s not now, after that stunt."
"That is the wrong punishment. He needs these lesson to…"
"Well it didn’t look like you were going to do anything about it. So I did, besides, one of us has to be mature enough to punish him when it’s needed."
"Um Joe, I seem to recall you laughed at him too." Sav, by this time was holding back the laughter that wanted to bubble up.
"That was before he put his foot through the tiles."
"Joe look…" Sav pointed to the ceiling, giggles finally breaking through. "..it’s not even that big."
"Laughing...are you laughing at me Sav?"
"No." he answered quickly and put on a straight face. "I think you’re blowing this way out of proportion."
"I am not."
"Did you hear Phil call us dads?"
Joe stared at him a moment. "I did, but what does that have to do with this."
Sav cracked a grin, pointing at Joe. "Dad." Then burst out laughing.
Joe glared at him, not finding any of this funny. "Oh I don’t believe you." He grumbled, spinning on his heels and walked back in the direction of the stairs.
"Come on Joe don’t be mad." Sav called after him. "We’re leaving for the pub in an hour."
Joe ignored him and kept going.
"What’s got his fangs all twisted?" Phil whispered in Sav’s ear.
"I have no idea." Sav shrugged. "You should fix that hole before he comes back down."
"He’s still going to the pub with us right."
"Oh yeah he’ll go, don’t worry." Sav smiled, then turned to face Phil.
Phil chuckled, knowing how Sav was going to get Joe out of his now grumpy mood. That tactic never failed with them. "Be back shortly."
"Shortly...oh no, I don’t think so. More like three hours from now."
"Um well…no really, it won’t be long." Sav bounded up the stairs.
Phil stood there shaking his head. "Three hours." He looked up at the hole and scratched his head, figuring out how to fix it.
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Sav stalked into Joe’s little cubbyhole that he retreated to when he wanted to write in his journal. Grabbed the back of the chair and spun it around. Pushed him to lean back and quickly crawled in his lap to straddle his waist. Sav held Joe’s head between his hands and roughly kissed him.
Joe was startled at first, not excepting Sav to come up here and start this. His anger quickly melted away, replaced by the blood rushing through his veins with anticipations of what’s to come.
The pen Joe had been hold fell to the floor with a soft thud in the carpet. Pulling Sav’s shirt from his pants and over his head, his fingers raked down his chest to the snap on his pants. Sav covered his mouth again; Joe shot his tongue in to tangle with his.
Joe made fast work at getting the front of his pants open, gripping the open front he pulled Sav up and scooted further down in the chair. Pulling him closer, he trailed his wet tongue over the taunt muscles of his stomach, to the line of soft hair that led the path to what he was after.
Sav moaned in delight, his body raging with desire and alive from the sensation of Joe’s cool wet tongue going lower. He shifted higher and leaned forward a bit more. The chair now leaned way back.
Joe grasped the side of his pants and pulled them down around his lower hips. He buried his face in Sav’s groin, his tongue working the sensitive place at the hairline. His hands lightly moved upward over Sav’s thighs to roughly kneed his tight ass. Joe skimmed his tongue over Sav’s hard shaft to the other side, giving it the same attention.
Another deep moan escape Sav’s throat as Joe continued his teasing. Moving his hips in a slow circular motion, the soft skin of Joe’s cheek rubbed the side of his cock.
"Joe…stop teasing an…and get on with it. This is driving me..."
"You mean this." Joe engulfed him in his mouth.
"Shhh...hell yeaaah." Sav literally yelled, thrusting his hips deeper in Joe’s mouth.
The unexpected movements made the chair tip further backwards and kept going. The chair crashed to the floor, it’s occupants startled.
Sav rose up and looked between them at Joe.
"Are you ok?"
Joe looked up at him and cleared his throat. "I’m fine." Then broke out in laughter. Sav soon followed and crawled from the chair.
"Guess that wasn’t such a good idea eh." He told Joe as he fixed his pants.
"Guess not." Joe snickered pulling himself from the chair to sit beside Sav on the floor. "Kind of broke the mood a bit too."
"Well think of it this way. It will make it better for later when we get home. We are already worked up for it." Sav leaned over to Joe and kissed him.
"But I don’t want to go out." Joe roughly grabbed him and pulled Sav closer. "We can stay here and finish what we started."
"No we can’t. We can’t forget about Phil’s test. He needs to get out more."
Joe’s muffled growl against Sav neck was his only answer before he sank his fangs into the inviting vein. Several hard pulls and he withdrew, softly licking the holes. "I feel much better now…I think." He leaned back and looked at Sav. The desire evident in his eyes. "Want some?"
"mmm…you bet I do." And dived for Joe’s throat.
A knock on the door interrupted them a few minutes later and Phil’s voice filtered through. "Are you guys decent in there?"
"Yes. Come on in." Joe called out.
Phil came in and took in the scene. The over turned chair and Joe and Sav on the floor. "Chair didn’t work?"
"No." Joe and Sav said together.
Phil giggled at them. "You guys will do it anywhere."
"Just about." Joe replied getting up and pulling Sav to his feet.
"Can we go now?" Phil asked.
"Yeah sure lets go." Sav said and grabbed his shirt from the floor, slipping it back on. He took Joe’s hand and pulled him out of the house.
Not bothering with the car because the pub wasn’t that far, the three of them took to the air, bunched closely together. Just in case Phil still had problems flying.
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