Disclaimer: Not mine.
This is my first Moonlight fic, but in true tradition of my stories, it's very short and hopefully poignant. With serious emphasis on "hopefully."
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Josef's kiss was hard and greedy. His hand was buried in Mick's dark curly hair. He was sinewy, strong, and cold as stone. He licked Mick's neck, then kissed it, then bit it and licked the blood before the wound closed up. Mick shuddered, brushed his hand over Josef's short hair, and moved down his back, feeling his taut muscles. Josef kissed him again.
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Josef collapsed and lay beside Mick for a while, neither of them saying anything. Mick moved to curl up against him. Josef turned on his side, facing the other way.
Mick exhaled deeply. He knew that it meant nothing to him. Just like all the other times, nothing at all.
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About the title, it's likely to change if I have a better idea or someone suggests something. I got it from the scene when Josef turned Mick, Mick calls him "Brother," and I found it touching, even more so then "my Beth." Like, brotherhood through vampirism, and through thier long friendship. It's got a creepy element to it though, which I don't really like. Suggestions would be much appriciated.