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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. One of my favorite chapters. :)
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Rock of Ages, Forever Pt57
Three days later, Joe was standing on the balcony of his hotel room. The cool night breeze gently blowing his hair, while his mind was in deep thought about the past week. What was supposed to be a fun relaxing weekend away from recording an album, turned into a stress, worry, aggravating filled week. Joe knew they should have left two days ago with or with out Sav, he would know where to find them when Sav decided to show up in Paris and they weren't there. But something held Joe back from leaving. To make matters worse, no one had seen or heard from Sav since he left the other night, not even Nick. He told them that Sav was blocking him and couldn’t pinpoint his location. Whenever the bond did open for Nick to feel him, it slammed shut just as fast. Nick called in several favors from his friends on the police force to notify him if anything came up.
On the fourth night, Joe was once again on the balcony when Nick landed behind him. “My friends from the police department found him.”
Joe turned to him, fearing the worst. “Where?”
“At the Plaza Hotel. The management called in to report a very unruly guest. They couldn’t get anyone to answer the door. The police forced their way in, only to have to dodge flying objects. My friend told me the room was trashed, but it was defiantly Rick. He’s waiting for us over there.”
Joe quickly walked into the room to grab his jacket and headed out the door. Once they were both in the rental car and driving toward the Plaza Hotel, Joe glanced at Nick, “Why didn’t you just go get him yourself?”
“I don’t know of any one that can get him to listen to reason other than you. I don't understand it yet, but you have a calming effect on him.”
“So I’ve been told.” Joe mumbled from beside him.
“He probably hasn’t feed in several days. It may be dangerous for you.”
“I’ve been put in that situation more times than I can count.” Joe informed him with a huff.
“Yes you have,” Nick replied. “I believe Mr. Collen is slowly reaching that level of trust also.”
“It’s all about trust and friendship Nick, something the five of us have.”
Before Nick could reply to that, they were pulling up in front of the Plaza. Joe jumped out of the car and went inside. Nick was close on his heels. Jim saw them as they entered and went over to them.
“Hi Nick. I’m glad your here.” Jim shook his hand. “We tried again to go in, but he went ballistic, it’s been quiet since. The hotel owner is not happy about the damages. A lot of guest have requested to have their money refunded.”
“Tell Mr. Albertson that I will take care of the damages. He knows me, so I don’t see a problem.”
“Nicholas.”
Nick turned to see Mr. Albertson walking toward them.
“How nice to see you again.”
“Hi John, it’s been a long time.” Nick said and embraced him.
“What brings you here?”
“I came to take care of your troublesome guest.” Nick replied with a wary smile.
“Troublesome, a nightmare is more like it. He’s drove away many guest with all the noise he has made. The room is a total loss.”
“I’ll take ca…”
“Nick, I don’t have time for ideal chit chat. What room is he in?” Joe asked impatiently.
“Jim, take Mr. Elliott up and show him where to find Rick.” Nick motioned for him.
“Mr. Elliott, if you’ll follow me.”
“You're not coming?” Joe said sharply.
“No, he’ll only listen to you.” Nick replied.
Joe glared at him for a moment and quickly followed Jim. He was grumbling something as he stepped into the elevator. Jim pushed the button for the tenth floor.
“So, how long have you known Nick?” Jim asked.
“Too long.“
“I take it you don’t like him very much.” Jim commented.
“I didn’t say that.”
“You didn’t have too, I can hear it in your voice. He can be overpowering sometimes, but he’s a good person.”
“I think overpowering is a under statement where Nick is concerned, and everyone that I have met that knows him, have all said the same thing. He’s good person. Well I haven’t seen anything good about him.” Joe told him.
“I guess being a mortal makes you think that way.” Jim smiled.
Joe looked at him with a shocked expression.
“Oh yes, about four hundred years now. Nick brought me across during the black plague that swept across Europe. I didn’t want to die that way. Horrible, just horrible in those times. I’ve never seen Nick quite so taken by someone else since I’ve known him. Mr. Savage has him twisted around his finger to have Nick in such knots over his well being.”
“What do you mean by that?” Joe asked.
“Oh nothing really. It’s just that Nick would kill anyone that would want to cause harm to Mr. Savage.“ Jim said looking dead at Joe.
“I guess that doesn’t include his so called friends that caused Sav to be this way.” Joe told him, his eyes never wavering from his.
Jim looked away first, “You and your friends should consider yourself’s lucky also.”
“For what?”
“For being under Nick protection of course.”
“We don’t need his protection as you call it.” Joe said sarcastically.
“From those of us who want to see you dead, because you know about us Mr. Elliott. No one would dare touch you, or even threaten to harm you, because you are under Nick’s protection, He is held in high regard’s in our community.”
“Who protects us from him?”
“You do and you’re doing a good job of it, if I might add.” Jim replied, before Joe could comment further, the elevator stopped on the 12th floor. “Ah, here we are.”
Walking down the hall, Joe noticed several broken objects lay about. “He did the same thing to our shared home in L.A. ”
“Then you know what you're up against.” Jim said as he too looked around at the mess on the carpeted floor and wondered if there was anything left to throw inside the room. “I’ll leave you to it then. Nick will be up shortly, if you need any help.”
“I don’t need his help.” Joe shot back.
“Very well.” Jim turned and headed back down the hall.
“Jim.”
He turned back to face Joe.
“Thanks for giving me a little insight on Nick.”
Jim only smiled and continued down the hall.
Joe took a deep breath and knocked on the door, something immediately crashed against it.
“Go away!” he heard Sav yell.
“It’s Joe, I’m coming in.” he called back.
Opening the door slowly, he noticed the room was completely dark, except for the light that filtered in from the hall. A lamp crashed against the wall beside him, sending shards a glass flying. One piece caught Joe on the arm and cut through his shirt.
“Damnit Sav, you hit me!” Joe yelled.
“Then get out and nothing else will hit you.” Came his reply from somewhere on the other side of the room.
Joe peered in the deeper shadows trying to see him, “Did you find Magen?”
“Yes.”
“What happened? Where is she?”
”Magen left.” Sav replied softly.
Joe could sense him moving about the room now. “Why did she leave, I though you were going to try for a re...”
“Well…I screwed that up the other day,” Sav chuckled deeply. “I was too rough on her, basically raped her thinking about it now. Just proved that I can’t have a normal relationship with anyone.”
“The others have been worried about you.” Joe said changing the subject and eased further into the room.
”So.”
“I'm worried about you too.”
“What do you want Joe.” Sav whispered.
Joe spun at his voice not to far from him. He knew that Sav was been moving around the room, but staying in the darker shadows, “I want you to leave with me.”
“And go where?”
“Home.”
Sav chuckled deeply. “You should leave.”
“I don’t want to, not without you.” Joe said softly.
“I haven’t feed in three days. The blood that is running down your arm is very alluring.” He told Joe in a low, gruff voice.
“If your trying to intimidate me Sav, it won’t work. I’m not afraid of you.”
“I’m well aware of that.” Sav's voice was deeply soft, barely audible to the other man in the room.
The door closed softly behind Joe and the room was thrown into complete darkness. Joe didn’t move for fear of tripping over something on the floor, he couldn’t see, not even two feet in front of him.
“If you’re not afraid. Why is your heartbeat so rapid?” Sav whispered inches from his ear. Joe spun once again toward him.
“That doesn’t mean I’m afraid.” Joe replied.
“Then what does it mean?” He was distant, on the other side of the room.
“It’s dark in here, and you have an advantage.”
“Yes, your right, I do.” Now it was soft, deep and right in front of him.
Joe felt Sav's fingers lightly graze his check. A whisper of a breeze filtered over him. “Come on Rick, let’s go home?” he said into the darkness.
“I don’t want to.”
Putting his hands out in front of him, Joe took several small steps toward his voice.
“Any further and you will trip over the chair.” Deep, rough in Joe’s ear.
He spun around and almost lost his balance. “Then turn on the light so I can see?” Joe asked.
“They are all broken.” In a different place again.
Stopping all movement, Joe let his eyes dart around the darkened room, “You’re stalking me.” he replied when he realized what Sav was doing.
“Yes.” Deep animal like growl.
‘Oh shit.’ Joe thought and whirled around, nearly losing his balance again.
“I can smell your fear Joe.”
“Sav, this isn’t funny anymore.” Joe said quickly as he turned in a small circle, feeling the hair on his arms prickle and the urgent need to flee swept up his spin. Joe suddenly found himself in a very bad situation with no one around to help him. He tried to push the uneasiness away, but with the way Sav was acting, he was on the prowl and hadn’t feed in days. A soft breeze on his arm again caused him to jump. “Ok you win,” Joe chuckled nervously. “I am afraid now.”
No response. The only thing that Joe could hear was his own breathing in the blackness of the room. He had no idea which way the door was, or where Sav was. For the first time since he had stumbled through his door so many months ago, Joe was afraid of him and what he was capable of. He’s body stiffened, when he felt Sav slide his arms around his waist, pulling him close, to press his back against him.
Sav reached up and slowly moved his hair away from his neck, his soft tongue lazily licked its way upward, his cool breath caressed his ear. “I can taste your fear.”
Joe’s breath came in short rapid gasps.
“You’re trembling.” Sav whispered. “Join me in darkness Joe. Together we can explore everything the night has to offer us.”
Joe willed his body to move, turning his head slightly to the side, feeling Sav's hair tickle his nose, and the faint smell of his shampoo, “To be what you are?”
“Yes,” he replied in a deep growling tone. “Eternal life together.” Sav lightly caressed his chest through the thin material of his shirt. His fingers tips slowly, carefully popped the buttons loose, his soft breath grazed his neck. “We can be together the way we want. Explore each other without shame or regret. I want you to taste my blood, as I have yours.”
Joe closed his eyes, his mind raced at what he was saying. The way he said it, the tone in his voice was mesmerizing and it was pulling him in. The way he moved his hands over him. Joe couldn’t help but respond to his touch, and he leaned back more. Sav pulled his shirt away from his shoulder and trailed his tongue lightly across, then moving back toward his neck, he nipped Joe's flesh lightly with his teeth. Sav pressed himself harder against him, his fingers sought out to touch his hot flesh under his shirt, his tongue swirling around at the base of his neck.
Joe reached around with his hand to grip his thigh, moaning softly he tilted his head a little more to give Sav better access to his neck. Sav moved around to face him, even in the darkness of the room he could see the building passion in Joe’s eyes. He brought his hand up and caressed his face, ran his thumb across his lips. Sav moved in closer to him, his hand snaked its way inside his shirt along his back, he pressed his body to Joe. Leaning forward slowly, he brushed Joe’s lips, the heat coming from them and the way Joe came forward a little urged him on. Again he lightly brushed his mouth, nipping, teasing him.
Joe chased his mouth until Sav gave in and gently brought his mouth down on his. Sav slid his tongue in and slowly tangled with his. Joe moaned softly and deepened the kiss, leaning more into Sav’s. The dance of their tongues fueled the passion between them. Joe brought his hands up to encircle Sav’s waist and touched the cools skin of his back. Sav pulled away first and trailed his mouth down his throat to the throbbing vein, he sucked it lightly and moved on. He ground his hips into Joe, rubbing their hardness together.
“Let me show you all the pleasures I can give you.” Sav breathed into his neck.
Joe sighed with pleasure at the seductive tone of his voice and the attention he felt on his neck and shoulder as Sav continued over them.
“I want you to experience everything as I have,” Sav told him, a soft feather light kiss on him. Sav rubbed his hard cock through his jeans, Joe pushed into him. “I want to show you the secrets of the night. Can you feel how much I want you?”
“Yes.” Joe breathed out, his own desire to feel him, to touch him everywhere spurred him on. Sav undid his jeans and slipped his hand inside, wrapping his fingers around Joe’s hard erections.
Joe jumped slightly from the cool hand that stroked him. A moan escaped his lips, Sav captured his mouth again, deep passionate, their tongues intertwined around each other. Sav quickened his hand, drawing Joe ever closer. Joe dug his fingers into the flesh of his hips. Sav tightened his arm around him.
“Give yourself to me, Joe.” Sav whispered heatedly against his lips. Joe crushed his lips and shot his tongue inside Sav’s mouth, dueling with his. He thrust his hips forward, his body ached for release. Sav pulled back and went to his throat, his tongue worked slow steady circle over the vein.
“Do you want it?” Sav growled around his fangs.
“mmm..…ahh…. yeah feels good.” Joe replied quickly, groaning with pleasure. He went to Sav’s ear and sucked in the lobe before moving to his neck, biting softly then sucking that spot. Sav groaned deep in his chest.
“Tell me you want it, Joe.” his voice rough with desire.
“Oh yeah…yeesss…..I’m goin….”
Sav bared his fangs and scraped them across his neck to the vein that called out to him. He pierced the skin with the points and sank them in slowly until they tapped the vein. Joe’s hot blood exploded into his mouth, he clamped his lips over the holes and began to suck lightly. Moaning softly as the blood rushed down his throat to his stomach. He felt Joe’s hot come run down his hand, he sank his fangs deeper. His tugs grew stronger on his neck to pull the sweetest blood from him. Sav brought his other hand around and pulled Joe harder against him. Sav growled in ecstasy as Joe’s blood flowed over his tongue and burned it’s way down.
Joe’s breath came in short, sharp gasp as the pressure on his neck increased. Images flashed across his mind of Sav and Nick in the throws of passion, beautiful women with him. Those turned to one of screams and fear as Sav took them all. Taking their life’s blood from them, tossing them to the street. Joe’s mind screamed at him to stop him as the realization struck him full force at what was happing... Sav wanted to bring him across. Joe started pushing on his shoulder.
“No.” his voice came out in a whisper and he pushed harder.
Sav’s grip tightened around him, refusing to let him go.
“Don’t...” Joe’s voice became desperate and he struggled harder. “Stop it Sav...I don’t want this…”Joe felt the light headedness slowly creep up on him, he tried harder to push him away, but Sav’s grip tightened even more. He was crushing the breath from him. “Damnit...don’t do this!”
Sav suddenly released him and Joe stumbled backward, almost falling when he tripped over unseen debris on the floor. Breathing heavily, Joe regained his balance and swayed on his feet. He tried in vein to see in the darkness to find Sav but couldn’t. “I’m not ready for that…. not now.” Joe said trying to catch his breath.
“You should leave now.” Came the deep voiced reply. “You're in danger if you stay, don’t you understand.”
“Come with me. We can work this out just you and I.” Joe pleaded, his breathing coming easier now.
“I can’t.” he said softly.
“Yes, you can.”
“Damnit Joe…please…just go!” His voice broke this time when he yelled.
The door opened and Joe spun around, almost losing his balance again. He caught a glimpse of Sav as he moved away from the light. Joe slowly made his way toward the door and stepped into the beam of light coming from the hall. Sav grabbed him from behind and pulled him back into the darkness of the room. Joe’s body stiffened as he felt Sav run his fangs across his neck again.
“I’m leaving,” he whispered. “This overwhelming desire for you is to much for me to control any more. Now you deny me the one thing I want to give you.” With that, Sav released him and Joe felt the soft breeze of wind as he left.
“Sav wait…!” he yelled after him. Joe knew he wasn’t in the room any more. Feeling the gentle breeze sweep across the room from the open window. He stumbled out into the hall and leaned against the wall opposite the room and slid down, covering his face with his hands.
Nick came down the hall a short time later and glanced into the room, looking back at Joe, he saw the blood on his shirt. “Where’s Rick?” he asked suddenly.
Joe looked up at him and wiped his face. “He left.”
“What do you mean, he left?” Nick shot back.
“He left, flew away, gone, just like that.”
Nick narrowed his eyes at him, “You refused him didn’t you?”
Joe looked away from him. “Yes.”
“I should kill you myself Mr. Elliott.” Nick angrily hissed.
“Fine then do it, bring me across if it will make you happy.”
“I cannot. You can sit there and tell me to bring you across, when you so quickly denied Rick that pleasure!” Nick yelled.
“Don’t blame this all on me Nick. If you wouldn’t have taken him to your friends and let them have their way. Even give him a drug that you knew nothing about, none of this would have happened.” Joe angrily yelled back while his head spun from the effort.
“Don’t you think I know that?” Nick shot back.
“Obviously you didn’t think to far ahead.” Joe slowly got up and was immediately dizzy. Leaning against the wall he laid his head back and closed his eyes.
Nick looked at him puzzled. “What’s the matter?”
“I think…I’m going to be sick.” Joe said softly. He quickly turned and lost the contents from his stomach. Nick disappeared into the darkened room only to return with a warm washcloth, he thrust it toward Joe.
“You look pale. How much did he take?” Slight concern touched his voice as he tried to capture Joe's eyes.
Wiping his face, Joe glanced at him. “I don’t know. I don’t have a blood meter on me at the moment.” Throwing the cloth on the floor, Joe pushed himself from the wall, “I’m going back to the hotel.” Walking slowly down the hall, he stopped and put his hand on the wall to steady him self. “Oh…shit….” Joe said and collapsed to the floor.
Nick moved to him in one swift motion and knelt down beside him.
“Mr. Elliott.” Nick said and patted his cheek. “Joe.”
His eyes flutter and tried to focus on Nick. “You don’t call me that often.”
“It got your attention. You can’t go to sleep.”
“Why not?” Joe said weakly.
“Rick is not here to bring you back.” When he didn’t answer Nick shook him. “Joe, did you hear me.”
“Yes.”
Nick stood up and with ease picked Joe up and half carried, half dragged him down stairs.
Jim met him as he came out of the elevator.
“What happened?” he asked Nick as he followed him.
“Rick may have taken to much blood this time.” Nick told him.
“Rick.”
“Yes and he doesn’t know, he left.”
“Where are you taking him?” Jim asked as he hurried after him.
“Back to his hotel.” Nick said and laid him in the front seat of his car. “Joe, are you still with me.”
“Yes.” His eyes remained closed.
“I’ll clear the road for you.” Jim said and rushed to his car.
Nick followed Jim as they sped across the city to the Lexus Hotel. Pulling up in the ally beside the hotel Nick went around and pulled Joe from the car.
“Anything I can do?” Jim asked.
“Yeah set out and look for Rick tell him what is happening.” Nick instructed him.
“I’m gone already.”
Nick glanced around to make sure the ally was clear and flew up to the balcony of Joe’s room, he kicked the doors open and went inside.
Rick was startled when he saw Nick carrying Joe into the room.
“What the …” he started but Nick cut him off.
“What is your blood type Mr. Allen?” Nick asked.
“Uh…A pos…no AB why.”
“It’ll do. I need several pints from you.” Nick said and flew from the room again and returned a short time later holding a bag. Opening it, he dug through it, pulling out two needles, bag and hose. “Sit over here.” Nick instructed him.
“You’re not taking my blood Nick.” He said quickly.
“It’s for him.” Nick jerked his head in Joe’s direction.
Rick walked slowly over to them and sat on the bed. Nick tied the rubber hose around his arm, then inserted the needle in his vein and attached the bag. He loosened the hose and blood flowed into the bag. While Nick waited for the bag to fill, he inserted the second needle in Joe’s arm. Joe moaned and turned his head toward them, he saw Nick bent over his out stretched arm as he attached the needle with tape. When the bag was full, he replaced it with another one. Attaching the full one to the tubing on Joe. Nick quickly squeezed its contents into his veins. He did the same with the next one.
"It isn't safe to give blood like this." Rick told him as he watched the blood flow into the new bag.
Nick darted his gaze to him, "It's not safe to leave him like this either."
Rick glanced down at his friend in the dim light. Sweat had beaded on his forehead and he looked very pale. Hoping that Nick knew what he was doing, he then commented, “It looks like you’ve done this before.”
“I was a doctor once a long time ago, some things never change...well almost.”
“When was that?” Rick asked.
“Uh…during the French Revolution.”
“I’m sure he got all kinds of free blood.” Joe whispered.
Nick didn't hide his smile, “No, Mr. Elliott. I was there to help people.”
“That’s a surprise. Can I go to sleep now?”
“No.” Nick said quickly. “When this one is full, change it.” He told Rick and handed him another bag. He dug through the black bag on the floor and brought out another needle and a bottle of some kind of drug. Filling the syringe, he stopped before he brought it closer to Joe. “This is going to hurt Mr. Elliott, but you need it.”
“What’s that for?” Rick asked.
“To speed up his heart rate and move the blood faster.”
Joe watched in horror as Nick brought the needle above his chest and plunged it into his heart. Joe let out a blood curling scream as the needle hit its target. Nick hit the plunger and swiftly removed it.
Joe turned his head back towards Nick. “I’m going to fucking kill you Nick.” he said threw clenched teeth. “Sonofabitch...” Joe continued to grumble and rubbed the spot where Nick stuck the needle. Closing his eyes he turned away from them.
“I’m feeling a little light headed.” Rick said.
Nick brought out another needle and eased it into his arm.
"You could have done it that easy for Joe.” Rick commented. “That could have killed him.”
“It had further to go.”
“What happened?” Rick finally asked the question that was burning to get out.
“He changed his mind about being brought across.” Sav said from a dark corner of the room.
Rick jumped and turned to him. “You did this?”
“Yes.” he said just above a whisper, but his eyes never left the figure laying on the bed.
“What were you thinking?”
“I though…he…he knew what I was…doing...” Sav replied.
“If he did, he wouldn’t have changed his mind.” Rick told him.
“I’ve taken to much, didn’t I…Nick?”
“I don’t know.” Nick said softly.
“I’m not going anywhere.” Joe replied groggily.
“Mr. Allen, you need to drink a lot of fluids for the next several hours.”
“I know. I’ve been there before.”
“Can I go to sleep now?” Joe asked.
Nick hesitated before he answered. “Yes, Mr. Elliott you can.”
Joe forced his heavy eyes on Sav, “Don’t… dare leave.” he mumbled as he drifted to sleep.
Nick pulled the blankets over him and got up, going over to where Sav leaned against the wall to get right in his face. “You should have finished it.”
“I couldn’t.”
“You put his life in danger!” Nick hissed and pointed to Joe.
“What made you all caring so sudden Nick?” Sav asked him.
“Because he…” Nick turned to where Rick had taken a spot on the couch. “Make sure you wake him every couple of hours, for the next twelve, and somebody stay with him at all times...awake at that.” He glanced back at Sav for a few minutes, spinning on his heel, he went to the balcony and left.
Sav took a deep breath and slid down the wall. He stared at Joe as he slept, never taking his eyes off of him. He struggled with his inner self not to flee and never return. He should have never came back to this life. If he hadn’t, everyone would have been better off not knowing what he was and bringing Nick into their lives.
Sav sat there all night and into the next day. Never saying a word to anyone as they drifted in and out of the room, not even when Phil sat a few bottles of blood wine next to him. The three remaining band members took turns sitting with Joe, keeping watch over him. Nick came back early the next evening to see how he was. Joe told him he was sore and knew who everyone was and to go away. He was going to be fine, Nick told everyone. When Nick felt that he was going to be all right, he made arrangements for them to drive back to the mansion and he would see them next week.
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