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Pale Skin, Blue Eyes, Dark Hair	By : Marie81688 Category: G through L > League of Extraordinary Gentlemen Views: 1208 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not Own League Of Extraordinary Gentlemen characters nor the League of Extraordinary Gentlemen itself. The characters that were not in the comic or movie are my own and created to enhance the story.I am not making any money from this .

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Author note-Hey everyone! this chapter is going to get a little sexual towards the end so if you are just reading this for the story and care nothing for the sex (Which I think 90% of you saw slash and went yay! guy love so Its kinda pointless for me to even put that) just skip to from when Adrian wakes Up to the last paragraph or find this story at Fanfiction.net, My name on that is Mistress Low Tones and you will be able to find it there with out the steamy parts. Enjoy!
Edited- 6/3/2011 Hey I edited the second half of this chapter and reposted. Everything is the same until after the dream where I changed it to where it sounded better to me. It has been about 2 years I think since I last worked on this story and I hope my writing has gotten better, Please review!
Adrian sat cross legged on a small cot in the room he was forced to stay in. It felt like a cell to him and no matter how much he protested and whined to Mina, the vampire refused to listen. He was locked into the room with one of Nemo's men guarding the door.
He bit on his nails and leaned back onto a wall to look at the single gas lamp in his room. It brought him a little comfort as it casted a soft glow in the room but it couldn't get him to relax enough to lay down. He wanted it to be brighter and he wanted the room to be bigger.
He was hot then cold, his body itched and twitched as time crept by. He ended up getting off the cot and pacing back and forth in the small area feeling like the walls were closing in on him and he started to panic.
"Hey!" Adrian banged on the door and tried the handle not surprised that it was locked, "I have to use the head." he kicked it when there was no answer, "It feels like I have been in here for hours!"
"It has only been ten minutes." The voice was slightly amused and unconvinced as he laughed, "You will stay until morning."
Adrian kicked the door again and pounded on it, "My bladder will bust and I will die and it will be your fault!" he crossed his arms glaring at the door and tapped his foot. When the door didn't open he started pacing again and slammed his feet on the ground as he walked.
He went back to cot pouting and sat on it running his hands through his hair as he felt his body twitch and cramp. His attention went back to the lamp wishing it was brighter so it would get rid of the shadows it casted. They made him nervous and seemed to move around him just outside of the lamp's glow.
"Oh god." Adrian laid down as pain went through him wishing he had his opium to help to deal with this pain. He took deep breaths as he closed his eyes and took deep breaths. Eventually his body stopped moving and relaxed as he reluctantly fell asleep.
The door opened once the sounds of moving stopped with in the room. Dark brown eyes peered in, curious why the noise stopped and they settled on the sleeping figure of the young man in the cot.
"I guess he did not need to go as much as he said he did..."
The man walked in quietly, his white sailor suit make a light whisking sound as he went to the lamp and turned it down so the full was not wasted. The only light now came from the hall and that was distinguished when the man left the room, closing and locking the door.
Adrian found himself in his apartment looking out the window at the people walking down the sidewalks. The women with there brightly feathered and flowered hats added needed color to the gray and black dinginess of London streets.
"Enjoying the view?"
Turning Around Adrian smiled softly at a slightly older blond man standing in the bedroom doorway not that far away. He was naked except for a sheet wrapped around his waist and his arms were crossed against his muscular chest as he came forward.
Adrian laughed as he leaned against the window frame, "I am now." He looked at the floor and winced at the numerous magic books, "I guess I need to tell Mrs. Collions not to clean today." He muttered as strong arms wrapped around him. He relaxed into them and closed his eyes inhaling deeply smelling the cologne the other male used along with the scent of sweat and sex.
The man lightly turned Adrian around and cradled the smaller body against him making Adrian look out the window again, "Here she comes." he whispered into his ear.
A young teen girl came walking down the sidewalk. She was laughing with her friends and wore a dark red long coat over a pink and white dress. The red made her pale skin seem snowy and her dark hair was done up in a braid.
Adrian frowned as he watched the girl pass, recognizing her but unable to place her. "Do you know her, Alex?" he looked up and back receiving a small peck on the nose and he looked back out at the girl.
"I don't." Alex nestled his face into Adrian's neck, "What I I do know is that her 15th birthday in a week and she is now dead and laying in a coffin cut up by a hack coroner."
"What?" Adrian tried to look back and away but strong arms kept him in place, "Alex what are you talking about? Let me go."
The warm body against him cooled as he tried to move away, "Adrian look at her, she was so full of life and love." the taller male's voice turned icy, "There will be other girls, Adrian, so many other girls all of them unable to live full lives, have children and share their love, because you won't help. You can stop this."
"I...I can not...Alex..." The body suddenly disappeared and Adrian fell back, blackness swallowed him choking him as he seemingly floated in it. He Felt cold hands over his body and the aching twitchyness of his body that was absent in his dream came back with a vengeance. The hands didn't help as they roughly caressed him making him moan in discomfort and fear.
Adrian whimpered as he woke up staring into the darkness of the room as the hands from the dream did not stop. They roughly grabbed his hips as he moved to get away from them and he felt a human body press down on him keeping him down on the cot and unable to move. The Hands on his hips moved to his arms bringing them up above his head and pinned together with one hand.
He could hear whispers floating around him, going through him and chilling him thoroughly. They were a mixture of animal and human voices, some angry, some frightened and some sad that got louder as the free hand traveled down his body almost caressing Adrian as it went. It arrived at his hip finding where his shirt and pants met and moved to the front to undue them and take them off.
"No, stop..."Adrian whispered not wanting anyone to here. When high on opium this touch excited him, the sounds did not sound threatening to him but thrilled him. He would plead for the hands to continue knowing who these hands belong to, forgetting that the owner was not apart of the living anymore.
Now sober and scared nothing brought him comfort and his fear and panic intensified as the hand succeeded in unbuckling the front and untucking his shirt. He bit on his bottom lip as the cold hand touched this stomach under the cloth and caressed his skin. It dipped into his pants and he let out a loud moan unable to keep it quiet as tears started to come to his eyes.
"Please don't..." He tossed his head side to side as he felt his pants lowering to his thigh. He moaned again but in shameful pleasure as he felt himself being exposed to the air then touched. The cool hand caressed his inner thigh sending shivers through his body and his member started to stiffen as the hand traveled up to cup his sack.
Adrian's breath quickened as he cried and moaned unable to stop himself from enjoying this. The hand moved up his shaft and gripped it firmly moving at first in a slow pace using the pre cum that came out of the now fully stiff member to lubricate the hand as it moved faster.
"Alex..." He breathed as he came. His body relaxed as the tension left him. The body and the hands left him leaving him free to move. He rolled to his side and curled into a ball crying and shaking with shame and regret. After a few minutes he reached over and turned on the lamp again. As the light filled the room the sounds stopped and all Adrian could hear as he fell back asleep was his voice, "I'm sorry...I'm sorry..."
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