Chapter Two
Tom held down the flailing hands that clawed at his shoulders and back; his cock as deep in the individual as his fangs were; the eyes weren't as intense green and nor does the hair remind him of a dark water cascading across his body and it was a girl. But it was the only mere copy of his true desire not yet found; he knew he was still of this world for they were connected in so many ways he turned him personally and since then the boy had not left his thoughts or his body in more ways than one.
A knock on the door interrupted him the girl grasped him but he pushed her off and answered it; one of his valet Severus Snape addressed him.
"My Lord The Unspeakables were finally able to track the boy down. We've delayed the copy's set off but it won't last long."
"Then you should be making our next move right now Severus." Red eyes narrowed.
"Already begun preparations and deployment; My Lord."
"I shall be ready shortly."
Severus bows out.
Tom returned to his bed mate taking her face in his hand and snapping her neck; this time he sucked her dry to a husk of flesh; he will need another for the journey he called for his servant to get his dressings out.
Boarding the ship he approached the traveling crypt standing before him surrounded by his inner circle he stepped in and began his meditative state as Severus filled his coffin with lavender scented water. Before going to talk to the Captain who was swaying in the cabin room a bottle of whiskey in his hand as he softly sang to himself; Snape walked over to him taking the bottle from his hand and takes a swig, the man reached for it but Snape moved it out of his reach.
"I believe you've had enough Black."
"Is he secured?"
Takes another swig.
"Yes."
"Then give me back my juice."
"Where's your brother?" takes another sip with a wince.
"Brooding; tell him to bring his ass up here it's his shift soon."
"What is this stuff?"
Orion takes it back. "Mine." Drinks more of it. "You should come see me later; when you're done placating my brother."
"Maybe."
Severus opened the door to Sirius's cabin to be hit with a cloud of smoke he coughed as he walked in closing the door behind him.
Sirius lounged against the wall sucking off a cigarette.
"Hitting that pretty hard are you?"
"Lungs are dead anyway." Sirius shrugs.
Severus sits on the bed.
"No need fill them up with tar then."
"S'not tobacco." He slurred; hands it over.
Severus takes it; four hits later he joined Sirius on the floor.
"How much time left?"
"Six months left."
"Still say you're an idiot."
"That's not much of a surprise."
"Hmm." Exhales smoke.
"Are you going to eat tonight?"
"Suicide isn't an option."
Severus loosens his collar exposing his neck, bites from previous feeding already littered his neck; some nearly healed without scars because of his remedies.
Lays the smoke down moves into Severus's space burying his nose into his neck; then pulls away.
"What do you hope to accomplish choosing to be like us?"
"Love."
"How unfortunate for us both."