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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 Pt58
Later that evening, found them on the road back to Nick's mansion and the recording of the album. They were in a bigger van for the trip back, Phil drove and Rick sat the in passenger seat, he was turned half way around so he could talk to Vivian. Joe was on the another seat sleeping, and Sav sat in the very back, staring out the window. Joe hadn’t said hardly anything to Sav since the other night, stealing quick glances at him when he thought no one was looking.
Sav and Nick had argued before leaving the hotel. Sav told them the same thing he had told Joe, that he was leaving, to get away from them and be out of their lives for good. That didn’t go well with the others when they heard it, they wouldn’t hear of it and when Nick saw that he was getting angry, he shoved him out on the balcony and the shouting match ensued.
Phil, Rick and Vivian waited in the room and cringed when they heard the bone crunching punch. Nick came in after that, wiping the blood from his lip. Grumbling around the pain it caused him to reset his jaw and something about how ungrateful Sav was. It was soon after that, Nick had helped Joe down to the van, telling them that he wasn’t joining them until later that week, since Joe would be fine.
Sav now sat in the back seat, deep in his own thoughts about the upcoming months. He wanted to leave, quit the band and move on, make every ones life easier. That’s when the argument started between all of them. It didn’t matter to them what he was or what he might do. They were all aware of the situation they put themselves in with him and all agreed that it was worth the risk on their part. Phil knew that no matter what they said, they really couldn’t keep him from leaving.
“Sav, what was that you said about blood the other day?” Vivian said when he turned around in his seat.
“Leave me alone.” he grumbled.
“Just thought I would try to engage you in a little chat. You’ve been quiet since we left.”
Sav turned and glared at him, his eyes flashing red to get his point across.
“Fine, be a grump. Nobody wanted to talk to you any way.” Vivian smarted, then turned back around. “And don’t do that with your eyes, it’s creepy.”
Phil glanced at him through the rearview mirror and Vivian just raised his eyes brows.
“Would you Phil?” Rick adjusted the visor above him, enabling him to see Sav in the mirror.
“Would I what?”
“You know, cross over.”
“You mean, be a vampire?”
“Yeah.” Rick said.
“I don’t know, maybe. I guess it would all depend on who would bring me across. Nick or Sav. I would probably chose Sav. From what Joe has told me he’s… he’s good with his lips.”
“Really!” Rick snapped his head around in mock surprise.
“I often wondered that myself.” Vivian thoughtfully replied behind them.
“Guilty as charged. I have too.” Phil raised his hand.
“His lips look soft enough, but does he know how to use them.” Rick smirked. “They have that soft kiss me look. Ever notice tha….” Rick was cut off when something hit him in the back of the head.
“Will you guys shut up!” Sav yelled.
“What did you do that for Sav?” Rick shouted back.
“To make you shut up,” he shot back. “Talking about my lips and how soft they look, like I wasn’t even here. You guys need to get laid and talk about your own lips, indeed. I bet none of you can kiss worth a shit…” Sav continued to grumble. “Other than Joe of course. When was the last time you got laid Rick, six months, a year?”
Phil struggled to hold back his laughter and glanced over at Rick, he was doing the same thing. After seeing each other, they couldn’t hold it back and busted out laughing. Vivian joined them after a few seconds.
“You guys never take any thing serious…soft lips… do I know how to use them…you’re a gutter rat Rick…you’re the one that needs to get laid…always talking about the same thing…good with my lips….” Sav suddenly stood up to make his way to the front of the van and flopped down in Rick’s lap.
“What are you doing?” Rick was taken back by his bold move.
“You want to know how soft my lips are right.” he said and grabbed either side of his head and leaned forward, getting ready to kiss him.
Rick turned his head. “Cut it out Sav. I don’t want you to kiss me.” he tried to push him away and slapped his hands away from his face. “Cut it out, I was just joking around.”
“Oh come on, Rick. You don’t want to know how soft my lips are?”
“No, now get off!”
Phil busted out laughing again from the startled look on Rick’s face.
Sav patted him on the cheek. “I’ll find you a woman. I’ll seduce her and then bring her to you.” he chuckled and got up. “Don’t say I didn’t try.”
That brought on a new wave of laughter from Phil and Vivian. Sav went back and sat in his seat with a slight grin on his face.
“They still look soft to me.” Rick said smiling as he turned to Sav.
Sav rolled his eyes and flopped down in the seat. More laughter from Vivian and Phil.
“It would have been nice to have a camera to take a picture of your face Rick, it was priceless.” Phil started laughing again while trying to keep the van on the road.
“You guys make enough noise to wake the dead.” Joe said above their laughing.
“The dead are awake Joe. He’s in the back seat rubbing his soft lips.” Rick told him.
“Smartass!” Sav yelled.
“They are soft,” Joe told them. “And he knows how to use them.”
Phil and Rick looked at each other. “Ooooo.” and started laughing all over again.
“Laugh all you want, but I know the truth in that area.” Joe silently smiled to himself.
“I don’t want to know. He just tried to kiss me, yuk!” Rick exclaimed.
“Then you don’t know what you’re missing.” Joe said.
“No thanks, I’ll pass. I like the opposite sex.” Rick told him.
“When you can get it.” Came Sav voice from the back.
A fresh round of laughter from Phil and Vivian.
Rick looked at him through the mirror, “I don’t need your hand me downs Sav.”
“I didn’t say I would fuck her Rick. Just that I would seduce her to get her to sleep with your ugly ass.”
“Ouch, that hurt.” Vivian snickered.
“All though I don’t find it ugly.” Sav started. “You want to talk about my soft lips…what about your tight little ass Rick.”
“You’ve touched his tight ass Sav?” Vivian asked trying not to choke.
“No, but I want to. Put my hands right there and squeeze.” Sav told them with a laugh.
Phil saw his hands above the seat in the mirror, he imitated the squeeze with his fingers and giggled.
“Come up here and put your soft lips on my tight ass.” Rick retorted.
Sav sat up quickly and looked at him. “Can I and I’ll bite that tight ass too.”
Another round of laughter even from Rick.
“Can every body shut up now. I’m trying to sleep.” Joe said.
“Sorry Joe, just poking a little fun that’s all.” Rick giggled.
“Yeah I’ll come up there and poke that tight ass.” Sav told him.
“Then I’ll poke your soft lips. Which one would feel better?” Rick asked.
“Both.” Came Sav’s reply.
Phil and Vivian stifled a giggle, but Rick laughed at his comment.
“Guys please.”
“Sorry Joe, we’ll shut up.” Rick said, then turned to Phil and gave him a wink.
Every one quieted down. Vivian leaned up between the front seats and talked quietly to Phil and Rick. Sav lay back in the seat staring up at the ceiling of the van. After a few minutes he sat up and propped himself on the back of the seat that Joe was laying in. He stared at him for a long time. Finally reaching over the seat, Sav brushed back a wisp of hair that had fallen over Joe’s forehead. The movement didn’t go unnoticed by Phil, even in the dimly lit van, he watched Sav in the rearview mirror. The emotion that filtered across his face was unmistakable, the most noticeable one was regret.
Joe opened his eyes and looked up at him. Sav's fingers were lightly caressing his cheek.
“I shouldn’t have done this to you.” Sav whispered loud enough for only Joe to hear.
Joe closed his eyes, then turned his head back on the pillow, “It’s ok.”
Laying his forehead on his arm, Sav didn’t want them to see the tears that suddenly sprang to his eyes. Joe had forgiven him in what he had done, again. The thought of almost losing Joe was hard on him, his shoulders shook slightly as the realization struck him. Joe took his hand to hold it tight in his and brought it to his lips. He sighted deeply and drifted back to sleep.
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Phil pulled the van up in front of the garage doors as they were opening. The sun had been up for hours. Sav had almost leaped out of the van when the horizon started to brighten with pending sunrise. Vivian had to reassure him that it would be alright, the windows darkened as it got brighter outside, even as they watched them. He still fidgeted and fought to stay awake until he felt safe. Parking the van, Phil got out and stretched. Going around the other side he opened the door and woke up Vivian and Rick. Joe slowly sat up and rubbed his face tiredly. Once everyone was awake, they climbed from the van and trudged inside.
Phil stayed behind to help Joe out, “Can you make it?”
“I think so.” Joe tried to reassure as he climbed out, only to stumble. Phil held his arm for support and walked slower into the house.
Sav came up close behind Rick and grabbed his ass to pinch him.
“Hey!” Rick yelled and side stepped him.
Sav giggled as he went into the pantry to pull out a bottle and downed half of it.
“Bloodholic.” Rick snorted.
“At least I know it won’t kill me.” Sav shot back.
“That’s because you’re already dead or haven’t you heard?”
“No, really. I heard rumors, but you know how those go.” Sav told him sarcastically.
Phil and Joe came in and Sav quickly sat down his bottle, he quickly went over to help get Joe upstairs. “I could carry you.”
“No I’m fine, I can walk.” Joe told him. The words were barely out of his mouth when his knees buckled. If it wasn’t for Sav and Phil holding him, he would have landed heavily on the floor.
“Your fine, eh?” Sav remarked. Before Joe had a chance to protest, Sav swept him off his feet and staggered around. “Damn Joe, you're heavier than I though.”
“Put me down Sav, before you hurt yourself.” Joe protested.
“No, it’s ok, I’ll get you upstairs.” He grunted from the effort of trying to carry Joe.
“You’re going to hurt us both. Now put me down.”
“No, I’m not.” Sav replied and turned serious. He straightened up and looked at him. “Actually you're not heavy, I was joking.”
“Funny, put me down anyway.” Joe repeated.
“Nonsense.” Sav told him. Turning around, he headed upstairs, carrying Joe with ease. Pushing the door open to his room, he went in and sat Joe on his feet by the bed. Going over to the dresser he rummaged through the drawers until he found some comfortable clothes for him to change into. Going back to where Joe sat on the bed, he knelt down in front of him. Sav took his shoes off first, then reached up and removed Joe’s shirt's.
“Must be nice to bounce back that quickly?” Joe said, remembering the last week. "I feel as if I went through a major operation and still recovering."
Sav shrugged his shoulders. “Being a vampire has its advantages I guess. I may bounce back physical, but mentally, takes a little longer.”
“I can do this, Sav?” Joe said softly.
“I know, but how many times have you done the same for me?” Sav told him. Joe’s sweet tantalizing blood burned in his nostrils, his fangs itched and his mouth began to water. The need to taste him again was too much.
Joe could see his trembling fingers as he untied the lace's on his shoe's, then pulled them off. When Sav finally met his eyes, Joe was startled to find them glazed over with flakes of gold. A sign that he had learned over time, that he was in need of blood...his blood.
“Uh ma...maybe you should finish…” Sav dropped his gaze and scooted away from him. Standing up, he suddenly felt nervous as he backed up toward the door, “I’ll be in my room.” He quickly left, nearly slamming the door behind him.
Joe stared at the door, trying to understand what had suddenly came over Sav. "Well, I understand part of it." he mumbled to himself, then ran his hand through his hair. Joe finished changing and crawled under the blankets, letting the soft mattress pull the exhaustion from his body and closed his eyes. But sleep eluded him for some time as images of Sav swam through his mind. His golden flaked eyes and fangs peeked out from behind his lips, that soft seductive tone in his voice when he spoke, all danced in front of him caused Joe to feel the familiar tingles of arousal. He groaned inwardly and buried his head under the pillow.
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Sav was sprawled out across his bed, wrestling with his own thoughts of Joe. It was barely a week ago when he had tried to bring him across. Thoughts of what he did to him, how his hand was shoved down his jeans, getting him off. The sound his moans when he did, coupled with the hot blood that he pulled form Joe at that very moment, stirred his own body into arousal. Sav wanted to yell into the mattress, but instead let out a deep unsteady sigh.
“I see your desire for Mr. Elliott has yet to be quenched.” Nick said quietly from the shadows.
“I thought you said you wouldn’t be here until next week?”
Nick raised his brows in surprise, “You felt my presents.”
“Miles back.” Sav replied. “To answer your question, no it has not, but I do realize that it never will be.”
“Yet, you have had him before.” Nick said.
“No, not like that. I think some thing in the drug changed everything.”
“And what makes you think that?”
“Before…I was in complete control…and then other day I….in the hotel room…couldn’t stop no matter how hard I tried …I just couldn’t.”
“But you did.” Nick reminded him.
“Yeah after I almost killed him. I’m not going to take that chance again. I can’t risk putting him in that kind of situation again, no matter how strong my desire for him is I won’t… I can’t.”
Nick didn’t reply to anything he said.
“You should be happy, that I’m not going to pursue the relationship with him.” Sav said when Nick didn’t respond. "At least, I don't think I will." he growled deep in his throat. "Who am I kidding, why am I fighting it?"
That's when he felt Nick run his hands up his jean clad leg to push his shirt up. Sav closed his eyes and let him do what he wanted, not having the energy nor the desire to fight him. Maybe this is what he needed, for Nick to do this and pushed his thoughts of Joe from his mind, if only for a little while. Sav removed his shirt, while Nick pulled him up slightly to unbutton his pants and quickly removed them.
Dropping back over him, Nick ran his tongue along Sav's shoulders, moving his hair aside, he nibbled his ear. Pushing himself up, Nick urged Sav to get on his knees, then scooted up behind him to pull him close. Nick lightly traced his finger over his chest and stomach, he moved his hips a little and rubbed up against him. Sav grabbed his hand and guided him to touch his hardness. Nick enclosed him and started a rhythmic motion.
Pushing his further legs apart, Nick gently pushed himself inside of him, he took Sav tenderly, methodically. It was completely different then what they had done in the past. Nick’s strokes were smooth and even, never rushed. His desire heightened until he thought he would exploded from ecstasy at the feel of Sav around him. Nick held back as long as he could, he didn’t want this to end, but all good things end. He gently sank his fangs into Sav’s shoulder and moaned with delight as his sweet blood touched his tongue. Sav gave in to his own needs and bit Nick’s upper arm completing the circle.
They lay in each other’s arms afterward, their desires quenched for now. Sav settled further down under the blankets and Nick pulled him closer, sighing with pleasure as his body molded to his.
“Why do you stay with me?” Nick broke the silence after awhile.
“Um….” Sav mumbled.
“I have given you more freedom, but yet you stay, why?”
“You have something I need.”
“And that is?”
“Go…to sleep.” Sav's voice was just above a whisper as sleep claimed him.
Nick twisted his head toward the early morning sun as it rose higher in the sky. He lay there for a long time, listening to Sav's soft breathing. Nick wanted to know why he stays there, even though he could leave at any time, but Sav chose to stay. It puzzled Nick to no ends, after everything he has put him though and done to him. All the times Sav has screamed at him that he hates him and would rather see him dead, than for Nick to touch him, yet he gives in every time. Nick would forever be obsessed with the man that lay beside him now and would keep him close at all cost. He sighed heavily, closing his eyes, he finally gave in to sleep.
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As the months slipped by, everyone settled into a routine, spending much of the time in the studio recording the album. Sav was meticulous in his work in putting the songs together. Arguments broke out several times between Sav and the others. He was pushing Vivian hard one day about a riff in one song, he kept telling Vivian to play it over and over until it sounded right.
“I can’t get it any better than that Sav.” Vivian angrily told him.
“Then I’ll take it out.”
“You can’t, it’s the main riff of the song.”
“I’ll find another one!” Sav yelled as he punched a few buttons on the consol.
Vivian came out of the sound booth. “What is wrong with you?”
“You are wants wrong with me. You can’t even get a simple guitar riff right!”
“I’ve played it every way you have told me and it sounds fine.” Vivian shot back.
“It sounds like crap.” Sav a but growled.
Vivian picked up a guitar and shoved it in Sav's lap, “Then you play it.”
Placing his fingers on the strings. Sav glared up at Vivian and played the riff several times, so that Vivian could get it right. “Just like that.”
“I did play it, 'just like that.' You should be able to find one take in the hundreds that we’ve recorded to use on the song.”
With each word Vivian said, Sav became increasingly angry. “You’ll just have to keep trying until you get it right.”
“It is right!” Vivian yelled.
“It’s not right until I say it is.” Sav retorted.
“Screw you Sav. I’m done for the day.” Vivian said heatedly.
Sav tossed the guitar, bolting to his feet, coming within inches of his face. Vivian resisted the urge to step back as he stared into the face of the vampire. Sav glared back at him with red eyes and fangs glittering in the soft light.
“Your a sorry excuse for a player.” Sav’s voice was deeper that usual.
Vivian stood his ground. “Go to hell.”
Sav grabbed the front of his shirt, and pulled him closer. “I’m already there. Would you care to join me? Your afraid of me. I can hear your heart beating wildly.”
Vivian’s mind raced. If he didn’t do something, Sav would probably do something foolish. Gathering his wits, he stared directly into his eyes, then said softly, “Let me go.”
Sav removed one of his hands and pushed Vivian’s head sideways and titling his own. He watched as the vein in his neck pulsed. Vivian saw his tongue dart out and wet his lips. He couldn’t move, the soft golden glow of his eyes, that had replaced the fire red, froze him in place. Vivian closed his eyes as Sav moved closer. He felt his tongue run the length of his neck up to his ear. Vivian held his breath and waited.
“I like the spicy scent of your blood Vivian.” Sav growled, then scraped the sharp points of his fangs back down his neck.
Phil came into the room carrying a tray with cups of hot tea. He stopped short when he looked up and saw Sav getting ready to take Vivian. “Sav don’t!” Phil yelled and dropped the tray. He rushed forward to pull him away from Vivian.
Sav let lose a bone chilling growl, shoved Vivian away from him and quickly moved to the other side of the room. Vivian stumbled back until he hit the wall breathing heavily.
Phil turned to him. “Sav, what are you doing?”
“He tried to kill me Phil!” Vivian shouted.
“If I wanted to kill you Vivian, you’d be dead already.” Sav moved forward again, his eyes never leaving Vivian.
Phil stopped him by placing his hand on his chest. “Sav you can’t go around sampling every ones blood, not like this anyway.”
“That’s what I do Phil, it’s what I am. I don’t sample blood, I take it all.”
“Not everyone, not all of it. What about Joe?” Phil said softly.
Sav looked at him, his eyes instantly changed to a softer golden color. Without another word, Sav stormed the room.
Vivian sighted with relief. “Thanks Phil, there for a minute, I thought….”
“He would take you.” Phil finished for him.
“Yeah.” Vivian said and moved to a chair to slump into it. “Never leave me alone with him again.”
Sav stormed from the room and went to the kitchen. Grabbing a bottle from the pantry, he downed half of it. Bringing it away from his lips he glanced down at it. After a few seconds, he threw it across the room, it shattered against the wall. He turned and gripped the counter to get control of himself.
Joe came in a few minutes later and saw the shattered bottle on the floor and the blood dripping down the wall. He looked over to where Sav was leaning against the counter. “Do you need something Sav?” he said softly.
Sav spun around to face him. Joe could see the smoldering desire in his eyes, he had seen it before many times when he was like this. Sav took a couple of steps toward him and stopped. 'Is he offering himself. Sav questioned himself. He slowly moved forward again. Joe began to back away as he came closer, only to run into the table. His breath caught in his lungs at the predatory gleam in Sav’s eyes. When he was close enough, Sav brought his hand up and lightly touched the pulsing vein in his neck.
“Are you offering to quench this uncontrollable thirst of the savage beast.” he said and looked into Joe’s eyes for any sign of fear.
“Yes.” Joe whispered.
Sav leaned closer and captured his lips. Joe gave into the feel of his tongue as it shot into his mouth to duel with his. Sav's hand snaked its way up his back and pulled him closer, then quickly left his mouth and went to his neck. Joe felt him hesitate and he suddenly backed away from him.
“I can’t.” he breathed heavily. He spun around and literally flew from the room, out the back door and into the night.
Joe stood there a few minutes after Sav left to calm his breathing and pounding heart. He rubbed his hand over is face and looked at the mess on the floor from the shattered bottle. Dragging the wastebasket over to pick up the broken glass and wiped the blood from the wall and floor. Putting every thing away, he fixed a cup of tea and sat at the table.
Phil came into the room a short time later. “Joe, I’m glad you’re here.” he started, pouring himself a cup of tea, he sat at the table with him. “Where’s Sav?”
“He left a little while ago.”
“He almost took Vivian earlier. They were arguing in the studio and Vivian said he completely lost it.” Phil told him.
“I know, he did the same with me, but he left instead.”
“I think I know a way we can all help him.”
“Help him in what way?” Joe asked.
“When he gets this way. I found a book in Nick's extensive library, he has some really old books in there. Anyway it’s an old procedure that’s been around for centuries and I think it might just work. I also found the instruments to do it. It’s called blood letting, were you take blood from someone and give to another.”
Phil finished telling Joe how it worked and what had to been done. Joe didn’t think that Sav would agree to do it, but was willing to give it a try. Anything was better than the way he behaves some times. They would tell Rick about it tomorrow when they knew that Sav would be asleep and not hear what they were talking about and planning to do. Phil had already discussed it with Vivian and he was all for it after what happened to him earlier.
“Ok, we’ll do it tomorrow night then.” Phil said.
“I’ll go first.” Joe said.
Joe lay in bed later that night thinking about tomorrow, by doing this it may solve some of the problems they were having. And maybe help them in their relationship. He wasn’t sure if it would work, even if they could get him to agree to do it. He waited up to see if Sav would return home and he was still waiting to hear him when he drifted of to sleep early in the morning.
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