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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 Pt87
Sav lay on his side on the hard floor, his arm hung out through the bars, resting his head on the upper part. He could see Joe sitting on the floor, leaning against the wall with his knees pulled up. Sav stared at him as he wiped the blood from his lip after Marcus hit him.
“Joe.” Sav asked softly.
“I’m fine, he has a sissy punch.”
Sav chuckled at that. “I’m sorry.”
“For what? It wasn’t your fault he hit me. My big mouth got in the way.”
“You shouldn’t be here.” Sav told him.
"That’s not your fault either.”
“Yes it is. I should never have came back that last time. If I would have just stayed away, none of this would be happening now.”
“Don’t start with that again and don’t beat yourself up over it Sav. We all knew the risk’s when we begged you stay every time.”
“Not these kind.” Sav snorted.
“Besides.” Joe started shrugging his shoulders. “I’ve rather enjoyed Nick’s company on occasion’s.”
“I though you hated him.”
“I hate him for what he did to you, but now I can understand some of what you went through those two years with him.” Joe told him. “Why haven’t you reached him through your bond?”
“I’ve tried believe me, but…I’m not sure why I can’t get through. It may have something to do with the drug Marcus gives me every day.”
“Do you think Nick had something to do with all of this?”
“I wouldn’t put it past him, maybe he did, I don’t know….yet.” Sav rolled onto his back, staring up at the ceiling.
“Do you think Marcus kept his word about taking Amber home safely?” Joe asked, changing the subject again.
“If he didn’t, I would know.” Sav told him.
“What about us? I don’t want to…” Joe started.
“I’ll get us out of here Joe, some how.”
“I don’t see how you did it for two years.”
“It was hard some times. But I never let what I believed in stray to far.”
“What was that?”
“The band, the music, all of it.” Sav told him. “And you.” The last words were spoken so softly that Joe almost didn’t hear
them.
Joe stretched his legs out in front of him, thinking of what happened over the last couple of weeks. Guilt suddenly washing over him for what Marcus did to Sav. If only he would have kept his mouth shut, trying to bait Marcus into an argument about his stupidity and being superior to them. Joe even went as far as telling Marcus that he couldn't attract Sav's attention without locking him in a cage or chaining him up to get it. Marcus had had enough when Joe spit in his face, growling that he was disgusting at his feeble attempts to control them.
Marcus wiped the wetness away, then stepped back from the bars. Without saying a word, he spun on his heels, a slight motion of his hand, had two large men appear out of the shadows. Marcus pulled the key from his pocket, unlocking the door to Sav's cage for the men. They rushed in to subdue him before Sav could even gather himself to fight back.
What transpired after that, was a blur in Joe's mind, that slowed down for him to replay all over again. He remembered the yells, angered voices, the sound of ripping cloths almost louder than Sav's yelling. Another quick flick of his hand, sent another man into Joe's cell, to manhandle him against the the bars, pressing him there so he couldn't move.
Marcus smirked at him as he coiled the whip, then moved up behind Sav, leaning his body on him, Marcus kissed his cheek. "Your precious Joseph will watch this."
Joe sucked his breath in at the first crack of the whip against Sav's flesh. Marcus was swift, precise with each flick of his wrist. Joe could see Sav working his jaw to keep from crying out from the pain, but by the time the eighth lash slashed across the lower part of his back, he couldn't hold it in any longer.
When the tenth one was delivered, Marcus tossed the whip aside, closing the short distance between him and Sav. The two men released him, only for Marcus to grab his shoulder to spin him around, then slamming him back against the bars.
Sav hissed through his teeth when his shredded back collided with the cold bars.
Marcus wrapped his fingers around his throat, squeezing ever so lightly and held his arm up. "Take it to help heal you." Sav shook his head in refusal, to which Marcus punched him hard in the mouth. "Take it." he growled. Again, Sav refused. Throwing him to the floor, Marcus kicked him in the stomach and ribs a few time, before he stopped. "Toss him in his shower with the cold water running."
While the two men did as they were ordered, Marcus crossed the room to stand in front of Joe's cage. The angered tears that were threatening to fall didn't go unnoticed by him, "Don't cross me again Mr. Elliott or his punishment will be worse."
Shaking those menacing words and the images away, Joe swiped the sudden tears off his cheeks, "Rick."
"hum." Sav's barely audible response traveled across the room.
"How is your back?"
Sav through his arm over his eyes to block the bright over head light. "Still tender, but healing. He doesn't give me enough blood to properly heal, so it is taking a while."
Joe's audible sniffle rang loud in the otherwise quiet room, "I'm sorry. I didn't know he was going...it's my fault..."
"It's alright Joe." Sav sighed heavily.
Marcus strolled in before Joe could respond, stopping any more conversation between them. “What are you two ladies talking about?”
“Definitely not about the asshole that just walked in.” Joe said sarcastically.
Marcus went over to him, pulling out the key from his pocket, he unlocked the door. “Come on get up.”
“Where am I going?”
“You’ll like this.” his leering smile bothered Joe. “We’re going to have some fun.”
“The only fun I want right now is the stake you out in the sun.” Joe shot back.
Marcus backhanded him, and hauled him to his feet. Sav also had gotten to his feet, trying to see what Marcus was doing. They both come into view, Marcus shoved Joe forward to the door of his cage. Pushing him in, Marcus followed, quickly closing the door behind him.
“Isn’t this cozy.” Marcus jovially smiled looking between the two men. Excitement coursing through his veins from what could happen with all three of them in the small confines of cage.
“What are you doing?” Sav said quickly. The blood from Joe’s bleeding lip hung heavy in the room, now that he was closer. It assaulted his senses. He had to fight to keep from going to him and licking it from his lip.
“Oh something we’ll all enjoy in the end.” Marcus told them.
Sav nervously shifted on his feet, fighting to stay in control, “And what is that?”
“Well since you and I have been having all the fun together. Why not bring the handsome Mr. Elliott along this time?”
“I’d rather die than have you touch me Marcus.” Joe said angrily.
“Oh, I’m not going to be the one touching. I’m going to watch.”
“You’re sick.” Joe shot back.
Sav easily picked up on the meaning behind his words, his gut twist at the thought that Marcus would more than likely join him in the bed with Joe. “I will do that, not here.”
“I thought he was lousy fuck, according to your words.” Marcus leered. “Perhaps not.”
“He has never been with me in that way.” Sav quickly informed him.
“So..." Marcus smugly glared at Joe. “You lied to me about fucking him...all the better. I’ve always liked breaking in virgin ass, but not this time. I’ll let you do the honors Rick.”
Sav caught Joe's eye's, trying to reassure him that he will not do what Marcus is demanding, “I’m not going to do it.”
“I figured you would say that. I don’t understand why you keep holding back from taking what you want.”
“I will not deny it, but it will not happen here. He is not ready to take it that far.”
“Here is as good a place than any where else.” Marcus shrugged nonchalantly.
“I’m not going to do it!” Sav yelled.
Marcus turned cold, hard eyes to Sav, then said flatly, “Then you’ll get to watch as I do it myself, then torture and kill him.”
Sav quickly glanced at Joe. “You're not going to kill him. How would you keep me under control if you did that?”
To prove his point, Marcus quickly had Joe on the floor, straddled his waist. Joe managed to land a fist to his face before Marcus slammed his arm to the floor. Grabbing the front of his shirt, Marcus tore it open, raked his fingernails across his chest to leave deep gouges.
“Aaaahhh...!” Joe cried out from the pain and spit in his face. “Sonofa…..get the fuck off…”
His words were cut off when Marcus grabbed his throat and started choking him. Joe clawed at his arm, trying to break his hold and wiggled desperately beneath him.
Sav made a move toward them. “Stop it, you’re going to kill him!”
“Don’t you move!” Marcus yelled.
Sav could only stand there and watch Joe struggle as Marcus cut off his air. He didn’t want to move again, he knew that Marcus could crush his windpipe with little effort. Joe could suffocate or drown in his own blood. His struggling lessened, his face turned red as the blood was stopped from flowing, he weakly hit at the arm that held his throat.
“You would let him die before you give in and do as I ask?” Marcus hissed.
“Alright goddamnit!” Sav screamed.
Marcus snatched his hand away from Joe’s neck and stood up. “Wise choice.”
Joe rolled to his side coughing and gasping for precious air.
Sav pulled him to his feet after a few minutes, and held him up. Joe slumped against him, resting his head on Sav’s shoulder. He could hear every breath that whizzed across his rapidly swelling windpipe. Sav moved forward until Joe was against the bars, waiting for him to catch his breath.
“Joe….” His cool breath tickled his ear, he raised his head and looked at him. Sav could see the angry red marks with a hint of bluish purple of bruising already appearing on his neck. Sav lightly glided his fingers across them. His eyes settled next on the blood that started oozing from Joe’s lip again. With his finger, Sav wiped the blood away and sucked it from his finger, his fangs immediately erupted in his mouth.
“It’s been so long.” Sav whispered around his teeth.
“Yes it has.” Joe choked out wearily.
“This is not the place I wanted to do this.” Sav breathed against his lips. Licking the rest of the blood away, he closed his mouth over Joe’s, their tongue’s meeting in the middle. The pain in his neck suddenly forgotten as Joe dove his hand into Sav's hair, pulling him deeper into their kiss. His tongue scraped against his fangs and was rewarded with a soft moan.
Sav pulled away from him and removed what was left of Joe's shirt, then trailing his tongue over his chest to lap at the blood from the scratches there. Joe sighed with longing when Sav started rubbed him through his jeans. Their mounting desire for each other, made them forget everything around them and lost themselves in the feel of each other after so long apart. Sav grabbed the bars behind Joe and ground his body harder against him, finding his way to the pulsing vein in Joe’s neck. Sav laid his head on his shoulder and stood still, his breathing ragged in his throat.
“Sav…” Joe whispered.
“Give me a minute.”
Joe leaned down, pulling his shirt aside, softly kissing his shoulder. Moving upward he sucked in his earlobe for a second and let go. “There is no turning back this time, you have too. I don’t want Mar….”
Sav came up and crushed his mouth to keep him from saying it, then leaned back. “I’ll try and go slow, but you know it’s going….” He whispered against his lips.
“The pain will only last a moment.” Joe rasped. “Then it will feel…..oh so good.”
Joe turned him around so his back was against his chest, then moved his hair aside, burying his face in his neck. Taking the skin between his teeth, he gently bit down. Releasing him Joe sucked the place where his teeth marks were. He pulled Sav’s shirt off and ran his hand up his bare chest.
“I like the coolness of your skin on mine.” Joe growled, running his hands over the smooth skin, going further down each time. He quickly unbuttoned Sav’s jeans and slid his hand inside.
“Ssshh…...” Sav croaked out at the feel of his warmth wrap around his hard cock. Joe moved his hand slowly up and down, his mouth devoured his neck. Sav opened his eyes to look over at Marcus, he had released himself from his own pants and worked his hand over his hardness, licking his lips at the way that Sav was staring at him.
“Join us Marcus.” Sav told him.
Joe stiffened at his words. Sav came across loud in his mind to reassure him that it would be all right and retreated, closing himself to Joe.
Marcus moved hesitantly toward them. When he was close enough, Sav shot out his hand and pulled him closer, kissing him hard while twisting in Joe's arms. Pulling away from him, he turned Marcus around to face Joe. He kicked at Joe’s feet until he spread them apart, causing him to slide further down the bars.
He whispered in his ear. “Can you feel how big he is Marcus? I lied, he’s the best fuck I’ve ever had. You want him don’t you?”
“Yes, very much.” Marcus hissed.
“Taste him, he is sweet as honey.”
Sav caught Joe’s eyes, his hand lightly caressed his face, pulling him toward Marcus. Their lips touched, Marcus could never hold back when he was this aroused and he took Joe’s mouth, demanding entry with his tongue. Sav ground his hips into him. Before he gained access to that sweetness, Sav grabbed his chin and yanked him away, roughly kissing him.He brought up his other hand, trailing his fingers lightly up his neck and face.
Marcus moaned with pleasure at this side of Sav that he had never known, a side that he had always know was there, but unable to bring out the entire time he has been there. Sav plunged his tongue deeper, then looked at Joe again, he stared back at him. Sav went to touch his face and quickly moved it back to Marcus’s forehead, while the other still held his chin. With a quick movement and a bone popping sound, Sav twisted his head, breaking his neck instantly, all within a split second. He stepped back and Marcus’s body crumpled to the cold hard floor. Sav let out a haggard breath and looked up at Joe. The disbelieve clearly on his face at what Sav had done. Joe had never seen him kill anyone before and just stared down at the body. The way his head was twisted around at an awkward angle was sickening.
Sav pulled him self together and was moving quickly now, he knew the three men that Marcus hired to guard them was not around tonight, he was grateful for that. He bent down and dug through Marcus’s pockets, pulling out the key. Snatching up his shirt he put it on, then grabbed a shirt from the pile on the floor and tossed it to Joe, who slowly pulled it over his head. Sav unlocked the door and turned to Joe.
“Come on, where getting out of here.” His words were soft and reassuring. Joe was still staring down at Marcus prone body, unable to tear his eyes away.
“Is he…?” Joe asked.
“Not quite.” Grabbing Marcus' arm, Sav dragged him out of the room toward the front door. He stopped long enough to break apart a table and took one of the legs. “Come on Joe!” Sav yelled at him after he saw that he hadn’t moved.
Sav threw open the door and pulled the dead weight behind him. Luckily it was dark outside and Sav looked up at the tress as he moved out into the yard. Finding the best place, he stopped. Straddled Marcus’s body, holding the table leg tight, he raised his hands high above his head. With lightening speed, he swung it down with every ounce of strength he had left. It plunged all the way through Marcus' chest and into the ground. Sav stood up, staring at him a moment, before turning around to find Joe. He saw him bent over, losing the contents in his stomach. Sav ran back into the house, pulling out the burning logs from the fireplace to points around the house so it would catch fire quickly.
Going back out to Joe, he circled his arm around his waist. “Let’s go.”
He pushed Joe into the passenger seat and flew to the other side to get in. He tried several keys on the ring until he found the right one. Starting the car and rived it up, spinning the wheels, he tore down the dirt road. Looking back only once, he saw that the house was engulfed in flames.
“I can’t believe you did that.” Joe said after a few minutes, still in a state of shock.
“That’s why I used you to distract him.”
“I’ve never seen some one killed before.” Joe commented.
Sav glanced over at him. Reaching across the seat, he lightly caressed his face. Joe leaned into it his palm. “It’s over Joe, we're going home, just like I said.” Sav felt the tears as they touched his hand, he brushed them away with his thumb.
“Come on, lie down.” Sav told him, pulling him down to where his head was on his leg. Joe snaked his arm over his legs and around his waist the best he could in the car. Sav brushed the hair from his face and looked down at him.
“It’s ok now, everything’s going be all right. Try to get some rest.” Sav eased himself into Joe’s mind to help comfort him from the past months and what they had gone through together.
Joe pulled Sav's arm down around him and held it tight with his other hand. He took a deep breath and let it out slowly. Sav knew he was physically and mentally exhausted and would do everything he could to help him through the months ahead, just like Joe did for him countless times before. Pushing his own exhaustion to the far reaches of his mind, Sav sped down the road toward home.
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