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[nathaniel_kitten]

"Nathaniel?"

He swims up from sleep, surrounded by Asher's scent, still feeling pleasantly content from the cuddling and kissing that had happened before he'd simply fallen asleep on his vampire.

But that voice was not Asher's.

And neither was that scent.

He sits up suddenly, wide awake, and stares with wide eyes at Anita. His eyes dart from her to Asher, panic in their depths. "Anita?" he chokes out. "You're... you're here..."

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[nathaniel_kitten]

Nathaniel tangles a hand in Asher's hair, pressing as close as he can, eyes closed against more tears.

"I'd stay forever, Asher," he breathes against his vampire's throat. "With you."

Forever was not a concept he understood, but he doesn't care. If it was with Asher, he would learn what forever meant.

[ash-imperfect.livejournal.com]

"Do not promise things that you cannot give," Asher whispers, closing his eyes, the scent of tears on Nathaniel's skin, the despair building inside him, enough to spill a few pink-tinged tears down his cheeks, his hands clutching at Nathaniel almost cruelly.

[nathaniel_kitten]

There's a soft, half-aborted sob against the hollow of Asher's throat.

"I would. If I could, I would."

But he wasn't a vampire. He was a wereleopard, and though he aged slower, he still aged. Eventually, he would leave Asher, no matter how tightly they held onto one another.

[ash-imperfect.livejournal.com]

The only thing that could extend Nathaniel's life would be the fourth mark, and Asher is far too apprehensive of such a thing to even suggest moving towards it. The first mark is enough, by far.

Knowing they'll only drive themselves mad, talking about this, Asher ducks his head, catching Nathaniel's lips, kissing the salty taste of tears from his skin.

[nathaniel_kitten]

Nathaniel just clings to him, his tears silent as he kisses Asher over and over, refusing to let him go. After long moments, he whispers raggedly against Asher's lips, "Would you feed from me? Please?"
I got a really good heart
No sex, no arousal, no gift to roll his mind.
I just can't catch a break
Just the two of them and that most basic connection, what had started everything between them that Nathaniel would never let go of.
If I could I'd treat you like you wanted me to I promise
Gently, he's laid on his back, lips moving down his body, hands spread his legs. His hands stay wrapped in silken gold strands, his eyes closed as lips ghost over his thigh, over that one spot, that same spot. Nathaniel's tears slowly slide down his temples, wet the pillow, and the sharp pain of Asher's bite pulls a strangled sob from him.
But I'm fractured from the fall
And I wanna go home
Forever.
It takes two when it used to take one
If he had forever, he would give it to Asher.
It takes two when it used to take only one
Only to Asher.