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Blood Ties	By : cheryl64 Category: 1 through F > Blade (All) > Blade (All) Views: 2006 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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From the journal of Robert Frohmeyer:

It's amazing how little I know about the vampires. I have met a man who hunts them, Whistler. The vampires killed Whistler's family so like me his life comes down to killing as many of them as he can. I have learned from Whistler over the past months but now that the boy has joined us, I feel uncomfortable. The boy has the thirst, but Whistler works with him and he is getting better at controlling it. But like it or not this child, this daywalking vampire boy is still a vampire.
*****
Scud was belly down on the bed, moaning and clawing at the sheets under him. “Oh God, babe harder. Please. I'm so close.”
“So demanding.” Drake said in his ear as he clamped down harder on Scud's wrists. “Faster, Drake, harder Drake, deeper Drake. Please Drake.”
“You're so mean. You get off on torturing me.” Scud groaned as he clenched his ass against Drake's cock.
“And here I thought I was pleasuring you.” Drake said evilly as plunged as deep as he could and ground his hips against Scud's ass. “Tell me you don't love that.”
“I'd be lying. Damn babe please.” Scud moaned as Drake went still on top of him.
A soft knock on the bedroom door reminded Scud that they weren't alone in the apartment.
“Ahh fuck.” Scud moaned and then called out “Just a minute.”
The lovers quickly separated and pulled the sheet over themselves. Seeing that they were both decently covered, Drake called out “Come in.”
“I can't sleep.” Eric said as he came into the bedroom.
“You can't sleep? Well why don't you watch TV for a while? If the infomercials on this time of night don't put you to sleep, nothing will.” Scud grumbled.
“How about we keep you company for a while?” Drake said. “We can watch a movie or something until you get tired enough to sleep.”
Scud pinched Drake's thigh. “Yeah go pick out a movie, and we'll be there is a second.” Scud waited until Eric had left the room before turning to snarl at Drake. “How about we keep you company? The last thing I want right now is to sit around with a kid watching a movie!”
Drake grabbed Scud's hair and pulled him close for a kiss. “Throw on a pair a sweats and put your cock away. Once Eric falls asleep we can pick up where we left off.”
"Dammit Drake! My cock is hard as a rock and my ass is itching to be filled and fucked right now, not an hour or two later!” Scud pouted as he got out of bed and pulled a pair of sweatpants from his dresser drawer.
“I know love, but once he settles in it will be fine. That greedy backside of yours is just going to have to learn a little patience.” Drake said as he pulled on his own sweats. Drake pressed a kiss against Scud's cheek. “You're so cute when you pout.” Drake said running from the room.
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“Oh wow!” Eric said as he stepped off of the elevator into the lower levels with Scud and Drake. “This is all underground?”
“Yes. I know Josh explained about our willing donors, now you get to meet them.” Drake said.
“After Drake and I feed, you and I are going shopping again.” Scud told Eric. “I think you need things to keep you amused. We're also meeting with Drake's lawyer this afternoon.”
“Yesterday Blade couldn't believe we hadn't marked you, but he was right. You should be marked for your own safety.” Drake said. “The lawyer will make sure that Josh has legal guardianship of you.”
“He does already. Or at least I think he should.” Eric said. “Dad had some papers drawn up and I forgot to give them to you. I'll give them to you when we get back upstairs.”
“The lawyer is going to need to see them.” Scud nodded. “And I don't like it, but you are going to have to have a glyph to protect you in the vampire community.”
“A glyph?” Eric asked. “Like a vampire cattle mark? No way!”
“Cattle mark?” Drake repeated. “That is not what a glyph is meant to be although the lesser vamps seem to consider it so. These lesser vamps have bastardized much of what was put into place before. Josh will have to teach you the rules of vampire society as they were first drafted.
A glyph is a mark of protection first and foremost. Not some brand or mark of ownership as the lesser ones consider it to be. And it need not be a permanent mark upon your body. None of those you see here have been tattooed except by their own choice. Most wear a simple piece of jewelry bearing my glyph. This way all vampires know that these people are under my protection.”
Drake's speech was interrupted by a horrified gasp. “Holy mother of our savior! What is going on here?” The speaker was an older woman, not quite elderly; but old enough to be a grandmother quite easily. “Dominic Drake! You are the one who decreed that no vampire will feed on the underage on pain of death! Are you going to tell me that you believe this child is 18?”
“Irene, Just the woman we wanted to see.” Scud said. “We know the young man is only 13, he's not here to feed anyone. This is my younger brother, Eric.”
“Brother?” The woman said her face relaxing into a smile of relief. “Well that's different. I had no idea you had a brother.”
“Neither did I until he showed up on my doorstep so to speak.” Scud said. “Drake and I discussed who we could trust to keep him company when we couldn't be around, and well who better than you.”
“Well of course I'd be honored.” The woman said smiling at Eric.
“We'll be needing you to move upstairs to the penthouse. I'll help you move your things.” Scud said as he placed his hand on the woman's waist steering her down a corridor.
“I should probably warn you, your best bet in dealing with Irene is to humor her. She's a sweet old lady and it makes her happy to play mother hen.” Drake said. “And she's good at it. She even tries to mother me and I'm over 8,000 years old.”
“Does she get away with it?” Eric asked turning to look a Drake.
Drake looked decidedly sheepish as he admitted, “Yes she does.”
*****
“Did he eat?” Pendragon asked as he peered out of the window into the growing dusk.
“No Master. He is stubborn, and strong willed.” Joseph Frohmeyer said. “But he did say something interesting, that he was glad that Joshua has escaped us.”
“Your nephew disappeared years ago. Do you think I would be expending this much effort on a second son if I could get my hands on Joshua?” Pendragon stalked to the chair and dropped heavily into the seat behind his desk. "Feeding from Joshua would strengthen the covenant, Eric's blood does me no good. The boy must procreate to continue the bloodline.
Unfortunately with the amount of time that has passed since we last had word of Joshua and his lifestyle at the time that last word was received, we must assume the boy died some time ago. Possibly at the hands of one of his less savory clients. Prostitution is after all, a high risk career path.”
“Master, Robert does not misspeak. He specifically said that Joshua has escaped us, not that he had escaped.” Joseph said.
“So he has reason to believe that Joshua lives, and if Joshua lives there's a chance that Eric is with him.” Pendgagon leaned forward placing his elbows on the desk. “I must think on this Joseph. Perhaps I can acquire both of Robert's sons.”
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