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Rock of Ages, Forever	By : knight Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Def Leppard Views: 4548 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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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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Rock of Ages, Forever Pt52
Joe sat by the window, in his hotel room, staring out at the city lights as he sipped his drink. It had been three days since Sav left the restaurant with Nick and all these horribly images keep creeping into his mind of what Nick could/would do to Sav. He was furious when he came to the restaurant, even though no one knew it but him and Sav. Joe also knew what Nick was capable of and so far would stop at nothing the get what he wants. He didn’t know what brought on Nick’s anger this time and Sav probably wouldn’t tell him when he returns. How in the hell were they going to make it through the next six months or more of recording, with this manic lurking in the shadows? Maybe he could get Sav to just leave Nick and not worry about if he was going to show up.
Before he even gave it more thought, he quickly pushed it away. No matter what he did or said, Sav wouldn't leave, he wouldn't risk Nick hurting one of them. Sav had said that on more than one occasion to everyone. A persistent knocking on the door brought Joe back into focus. Taking a deep breath, he got up slowly and went to the door, opening it to find Magen standing there fidgeting.
“I hope I’m not bothering you.” Magen asked nervously.
“No, no it’s ok, come in.” Joe said and stepped aside so she could enter the room.
Magen turned to him, “Have you heard form him yet?”
Joe could tell she was upset. “No I haven’t. Magen, I told you before, he’s done this many times with Nick and on most occasion, he is back within a couple of days.”
“What about the times when he didn’t?” she asked.
“He was gone two years without even a letter to say he was ok or where he was.”
“What?” Magen gasped.
“Nick had him locked in a room and wouldn’t let him go. They have a relationship that I don’t understand. Nick does these things to him and Sav just turns around and goes back to him. I shouldn’t even be telling you this.”
“Then there is really no room for me in his life.”
“That’s up to you whether or not you want to try and pursue it with him,” Joe told her. “And I’m not going to give you any reason to try. If the circumstances were different, he would pursue his relationship with you.”
“So there is nothing I can do. I want to be with him, but I don’t think he feels the same.”
“Did he tell you that?”
“Not in so many words. I told him the other night that I love him.”
“What did he say?”
“Nothing. He just stared at me, then said he would take me back to the hotel.”
Joe felt for the young woman before him and couldn't help but wonder how many more women over the years will be facing the same dilemma as Megan was now, “He can’t have…”
“A normal relationship, I know, he told me.”
“Do you know why?” Joe asked.
“He mentioned something about it.”
“He could lose control and kill you.”
“Yea I remember now.” Magen replied and stared at the floor. “Has he ever done it to you? I mean, taken blood from you?”
“Several times.”
Magen was silent a few minutes, she looked back up at Joe. “I can’t compete with Nick can I, no matter what I do?”
“No,” Joe told her bluntly. “I’ve been with Sav for over fifteen years and it’s just now coming to the surface of his…”
Joe was cut off as the door was kicked open, startling both of them. Nick came in side ways as he dragged Sav beside him. He let go of the arm that he had draped over his shoulder and Sav crumbled to the floor.
“Oh my god.” Magen said as she stared at Sav.
Nick looked down at him and then up at Joe. “You can clean him up now.”
Joe moved quickly to stand over Sav. Glancing down at him, taking in the many cuts and bruises that were visible. He lashed out at Nick and punched him square in the jaw, the blow sent Nick staggering backwards, “What the hell did you do to him?” Joe yelled.
Nick straightened his clothes, then stared arrogantly back at Joe, “We just had a little fun.”
“Look at him, you call that fun!” Joe shouted pointing at Sav.
“It was at the time, yes.”
Joe boldly shoved him against the door. “You sonofabitch. Stop bringing him back to me to clean up. Next time you clean up your own damn mess!”
“I’ll just leave him beside the road and let the sun take care of him.”
“You wouldn’t do that and I know it!” Joe shot back.
“No, you’re right, I wouldn’t. Besides, I know you will take care of him,” Nick said with a shrug of his shoulders.
Joe shoved him again. “Get out.”
“With pleasure Mr. Elliott. I’ll be by to see him when you have returned to the house.”
“We aren’t going back to your house, not after this.”
Nick raised his eyebrow. “You do know that I’ll come after him.” he continued with a smile. “Oh I almost forgot. He was a real treat for my friends. They enjoyed his company very much, sexual speaking that is. He preformed quiet well with the three of us. So, I don’t think he’ll be up to doing anything tonight.” Nick turned to leave, but spun around to face Joe again. “Maybe you should join us next time. I’m sure we can break you in also.” Nick mocked him. “Oh, I did forget that too. You want Rick to do the honor of...breaking you in, so to speak. Do see to it that he is well enough before my next visit to the house. I do look forward to his sexual advances.” Nick swung his gaze toward Magen, then dipped his head slightly, “Good evening Miss Evert.”
“Go to hell Nick.” Joe said hatefully and slammed the door in his face.
Joe knelt on the floor beside Sav. It only took one quick glance at the multiple cuts and bruise on him to know that he wasn’t heeling. Blood had ran down his chest from the hole in his side that hadn’t closed all the way. The left side of his face was bruised and swollen, the cut below his eye was also still bleeding. The area around his wrist and ankles were chafed and bruised, several cuts on his wrist, from what could guess, that Sav did struggle against them.
Joe lost count of the bit marks that he could see. He was outraged at the thought that Nick had let this happen to him. Joe looked up at Magen, tears streaked her face as she continued to stare at Sav’s battered body.
“Magen.” Joe called out to her.
She didn’t respond.
“Magen!” he yelled.
She looked up at him. Joe stood up and went over to her, blocking her view of Sav. “I want you to go down to Phil’s room, 564 and bring him back here. If he’s not there room, 563 that’s Vivian. Do you know who that is?”
She nodded.
“Can you do that?” Joe asked calmly. “It’ll be ok.”
“Yes.”
“Go and hurry up.” Joe told her.
Magen stepped around Sav on her way to the door, she ran down the hall and banged on Phil’s door. It seemed like it took forever for him to answer. Phil opened the door and was surprised to see a woman that he had never met, standing there crying.
He frowned, “Can I help you?”
“It’s….” she held back a sob.
“It’s ok,” Phil said, smiling reassuringly.
“He uh… Rick… he’s in Joe’s room….badly beaten,” Magen said and started trembling as fresh tears ran down her face.
Finally getting what she was trying to say, Phil bolted down to Joe's room. First thing he noticed was the damaged door as it hung askew on its hinges, moving quickly into the room, he stopped short as he took in what lay before him. Sav was badly beaten and lay on the floor, he looked unconscious. Joe glanced up at him and noted the shocked expression on his face.
“Phil help me get him on the bed.”
“Joe what happened? Who did this?” Phil said as they lifted him up and onto the bed. Sav moaned in pain as they laid him down.
“Nick brought him up like this. He and some of his friends did this.”
Phil looked closer at some of his cuts. “These are some pretty bad cuts. Why aren’t they heeling?”
“I don’t know, they may have starved him. I’ll get some water and start to clean him up.” Joe stepped back from the bed to go to the bathroom, he returned a few minutes later with several wet towels.
“What did they do, chain him up?” Phil said as he turned Sav’s hands over, inspecting the chafed marks around his wrist.
“Looks that way.” Joe answered, “These bruise on his ribs don’t look good, he may have a few broken ones.” he prodded the ribs with his fingers and felt them give.
Sav growled with rage. He swung out his fist and punched Joe in the face, he went flying off the bed and landed on his back, knocking the wind out of his lungs. Phil jumped back when Sav bolted to a standing position.
Sav was a very angry vampire and deadly at this point.
Magen screamed at seeing him like that. Sav snapped his head in her direction and flew at her. Grabbing her around the waist, she screamed again, as he jerked her head aside to bury his fangs in her neck. When he plunged them deeper, her next scream was cute short from the pain
Joe came to his senses, pulling himself up, he went over to them. Without thinking, he grabbed Magen to try and pry her away from Sav. His grip tightened around her as he took more of her blood. “Sav stop it!” Joe yelled as he jerked on Magen’s arm, then grabbed Sav arm that was tightly wrapped around her waist, giving it several hard yanks. “Let her go!” he yelled again, “Goddamnit Rick!” Joe screamed this time.
Sav’s hand shot out and had Joe by the throat. He withdrew his fangs from Magen and let her fall to the floor, then shoved Joe back until he hit the wall. Sav glared at him through amber shaded eyes.
Phil glanced over to where Magen lay, he eased over and grabbed her arm to drag her away from them, he never took his eyes off Sav the whole time. Phil watched as he gripped Joe’s chin to force his head to the side.
Joe couldn’t stop him as he bit into his neck, he didn’t struggle as he felt the blood being drawn out of him. When he knew that he couldn’t lose any more, he started pushing on Sav’s chest. After much effort, Joe managed push him away. Sav stumbled backwards and tripped over the chair, losing his balance, he rolled to the floor. Joe slid down the wall, trying to catch his breath.
“Joe, answer me, are you ok?” Phil said loudly.
His vision cleared and he wiped his hand over his face, ”I’m fine.”
“You look pale.” Phil commented.
“I’ll be fine. How is Magen?” Joe asked.
“I think she’ll be ok, she has a heartbeat, but it's weak. You don’t think that she will die because Sav may have taken to much of her blood?”
“I don’t know.” Joe whispered.
“He’s beat up pretty bad this time. How can Nick do this and turn around and say that he loves him? I don’t get it.”
“Nick said that?” Joe asked puzzled.
“Sav told me last week about it. He didn’t sound like he was very happy about it either. He doesn’t have the same feelings as Nick does. He made it a point that he loved someone else.”
Joe hung his head. He now knew part of the reason why Nick did this. He somehow found out about Sav’s growing intention to be with him, and this is the result of that.
“It’s my fault that Nick keeps doing this.” Joe said softly.
“You can’t blame yourself, Joe. You don't know if that was the reason. From what i gather, Nick doesn't need a reason at all to do that to him.”
“Why not. I’m the one that he wants to pursue a closer relationship with. I haven't given Sav hardly any reasons that I don't want too.” Joe told him without thinking what he was saying.
“Your serious aren’t you?” Phil said.
Joe looked at him, he felt some what embarrassed at telling Phil this. “Yes, but after tonight, I don’t know. What would Nick’s reaction be if we did?”
“Like this maybe or worst, but you don’t know that. He may not do anything.”
Joe drew in a deep breath and slowly let it out. “I don’t want to talk about this anymore. I need to get him cleaned up.” Joe leaned over Sav and tried to pick him up.
“Here let me help you.” Phil bent over and took Sav's other arm, hoisting him from the floor, “You know what Joe? You have more guts than the devil to try and stop him earlier. He could have easily killed you.”
“Somehow, I knew he wouldn’t. Just don’t let any one else put themselves in that situation.” Joe shook him gently. “Come on Sav wake up and help us out.”
Sav stirred and opened his eyes, he felt many hands on him and he started to struggle. “Don’t….get… away.” It was all they could do to hold him as he fought them to get away. “No… don’t touch me.” He yelled. Joe took his head in his hands and he held him still, as Phil supported most of his weight.
“Sav look at me.” he turned his blue eyes brimming with tears to look at Joe. “It’s ok, they're not here.” Joe smiled softly, reassuring him that he wasn't going to hurt him.
Recognition swam just behind his red, blood shot eyes, “It hurts... burns…”
“Where, where does it hurt?”
Tears spilled over and ran down his cheeks. “Everywhere.” Sav replied softly around his fangs.
Joe glanced over him at Phil, “Lets get him in the shower. Come on Sav ,we are going to take a shower to stop it.” Gently urging him forward, trying not to cause him much more pain, Joe and Phil maneuvered him to the bathroom.
Joe held him up as Phil started the water, satisfied with the warm temperature, he turned back to the two other men in the room.
“Pull his jeans off.” Joe instructed him.
Stepping in front of Sav, as he leaned heavily back on Joe, his head back on his shoulder, Phil snapped the button on his jeans and began to inch them down his legs. He noticed more bruises and bite marks on his thighs. “There’s more on his thighs and a really deep cut that looks ok.”
“He's getting heavy, maybe falling asleep.” Joe told him, then shifted Sav in his arms.
Phil tossed his jeans to the side. Standing back up, mindless of his fangs showing behind his lips, he gently patted Sav on the cheek, “Come on Sav stand up, you have to help.”
Sav's eyes flew open at his touch, then briefly held Phil eyes before he turned his away as emotions clouded his face at realizing that Phil saw him this way.
“It’s ok, don’t worry about it.” Phil smiled reassuringly him.
Despite the way he felt, Sav allowed Joe to pass him over to Phil's steady hands to help hold him up. “No, it’s not,” he whispered. “You and Joe shouldn’t be doing this.”
“We look after each other right.” Phil told him, trying capture Sav's eyes with his.
Joe had finished stripping off his clothes, down to his underwear.
“Hey, where is everybody?” Vivian yelled from the other room. "What happened to the door?"
Sav shrank away when he heard his voice.
Phil saw Vivian from where he was standing, “Sit on the toilet Sav and try not to fall over. I'll take care of Vivian," Making sure that Sav wasn't going to topple over, he went out, closing the door behind him.
“Hey, Viv what’s up?” Phil said as he came into the room.
“Whose blood. And who is that in the bed?” he asked.
“Well I don’t know who the woman is and that is Sav’s blood.”
“What happened this time?”
“Nick brought him back, beat him pretty bad this time.” Phil told him.
“Doesn’t he get tired of doing that?”
”Guess not.”
”There’s a mob of reporters down in the lobby, asking all these question about Sav. How did they know we were here?”
“Nick must have brought him through there and people saw him. What kind of question did they ask you?”
“What happened to him, who beat him up, who was the guy with him, what hospital is he at and the best one, is he dead?”
“What did you tell them?”
“I told them, I didn’t know what they were talking about.” Vivian said.
“This is all we need, say nothing to any of them, just that he’s fine and if you see Rick before I do, tell him the same.”
“Is it that bad?” Vivian asked with a little worry touching his voice.
“Yeah it is. Makes last weeks look like romper room play time.”
“Is he ok?”
“He will be after some rest and eating. Joe’s with him now, he probably doesn’t want to see any one, not right now, so don’t push it.”
“You’ve seen him?”
“Yeah, I have, he was passed out when I got here,” Phil told him. “We’ll have to lay low until this passes over, if it does.”
“Rick’s not in his room. I’ll go down and hide some where so the reports don’t see me and rescue Rick when he comes in.”
“Good idea.” Phil replied.
Vivian headed back down to the lobby to wait on Rick. Phil went over and checked on Magen, she was warm to the touch and her heartbeat was stronger.
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Joe gently coaxed Sav toward the shower and helped him in, stepping in behind him, he supported some of his weight.
“Step forward a little and get under the water,” Joe told him and picked up the soap. He lathered his hands and gently placed them on Sav’s back.
He sucked in his breath from the burning sensation it caused. Putting his hands up on the wall in front of him, he held his head under the water and watched as the blood washed down the drain. Joe lightly ran his hands over his back, washing every inch of it. Gently pulling his arm down, Joe turned him around, he lathered is hands again and began to wash his neck and chest.
“I can bath myself Joe.” Sav told him.
“You can barely stand. So how are you going to bath yourself?” He continued to his arms and parts of his hair where the blood had dried. Sav swayed on his feet. “Hold onto my shoulders so you don't fall.”
Sav draped his arms around Joe's shoulders, then leaned his head back and let the water wash over his face. He felt Joe’s hands go lower on his stomach he shot his hand down to stop him.   “I’ll do that.” he mumbled softly. Taking the soap he turned around and did his groan area and legs.
“Make sure we got it all.” Joe said and glanced over him. Once he finished, he turned back around to face Joe.
“We should do your hair too.” Joe said and grabbed the shampoo. Dumping some in his hand, he slowly worked it through Sav's hair. Joe glanced down at him as he felt Sav place his arms back on his shoulders to steady himself. “Lean your head back so I can rinse the soap out.” He finished rinsing his hair and glanced down at his mouth, noticing that his lip was still bleeding. “This one doesn't want to close.” Joe told him and ran his thumb lightly across the area. His heart pounded in his chest, when he met Sav's eye's. Joe didn't know what propelled him to lean closer, but he did, to lightly brush his lips against his. That light touch wasn't enough and Joe took it one step further. His tongue came out to tease him, dipping inside the coolness of Sav's mouth, their tongue softly glided around each other. Joe pulled away and tasted the blood on his lip from Sav.
“If I wasn’t so tried and sore right now. I’d probably start something and go all the   way with it. No holding back and no regrets.”
Joe looked at his downcast eyes, then said with a half smile, “I’m sure you would.” Reaching around him, Joe turned off the water off, then felt him began to tremble. “Come on, lets get you dried off.”
Helping Sav out of the shower, Joe grabbed the large fluffy towel from the rack and draped it around his shoulder. He put on the robe that was supplied with the room on. Taking one of the other towels, he began to dry Sav’s hair and patted the rest of him dry. He swayed again and Joe noticed that he was going to sleep.
“Here put this on and I’ll get you in bed before you pass out in here.”
Sav pulled on the other robe and stood up. He slowly walked to the door and opened it. Joe followed close behind just incase he didn’t make it or stumbled. He pulled down the blankets and crawled in the bed, curling up on his side. Joe covered him and sat down beside him.
“Lay with me for awhile.” Sav mumbled.
Going to the other side of the bed, Joe moved Magen over and climbed in behind him. Wrapping his arm around him to pull him closer. Sav held on to his arm and gave into sleep. Joe laid there with him for a long time listening to him breath, until it lulled him to sleep.
Phil came in a little later to check on them. Going over to the bed, he checked Magen first. Strong heartbeat he noticed. Glancing at Joe and Sav, he saw that they were sleeping. Joe had his face buried in Sav’s hair. He smiled when he heard a soft snore coming from him. On impulse he pulled the covers further up on them. Turning out the light he left, closing the door softly behind him.
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