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A/N2: OK this is Slash. If you don't know it is MxM pairing. Don't don't like it or it not your thing feel free to go pick another story. Please REVIEW )

February 21, 2006

John was standing out on the balcony watching the city below.
"Come 'ere John." Came Taker's voice from inside the suite. He turned walking back inside shutting the sliding door & the curtains.
"Yes Marcus?"
"What's going on Love?" Taker asked walking over to him brushing his face. "Something is on your mind." He runs his hand behind John's head moving to rest their foreheads together.

"It's nothing."
"It's not. Something is occupying your time."
John shakes his head then moves to kiss Taker. He takes his hand moving it to his shoulder slowly running his nails down his arms till Taker lightly sucks his breath from the mix of pained pleasure. A glint to John's eyes Taker is not quite used to look at him. "Lets just say I think you are rubbing off on me a little Dead Man."
A low growl under Taker's breath. His eyes closing. "How so?" A faint chill to his voice.
"Because, at times I still think of what we almost did last year. Luckily your senses told you something was off…" John takes one hand running his nails along Taker's chest causing the larger man's had tilt back in a low growl. "I still think of what it was going to be like seeing you dominate someone, then feast from them. All the while them begging even more."

Taker lowers to one knee his head faintly bowed. "Has these thought ever had a set being in mind?"
"At times…one I know wouldn't mind…another more recent…It would be wrong."
"Wrong as in as I tried with you in the past."
"Yes…" John closed his eyes turning his back. "I shouldn't be thinking that way."
"You were warned years ago John…You said then you didn't care." He lifts his eyes just slightly even with John's back still to him. "Tell me them…what me Love what's he shall get." His tone dark, chill with a sense of allure.

John shivered faintly remembering those same words…deep down was Marcus' love for him so deep that in some ways it translated to the dark sadistic Dead Man…John without fully meaning to brings that side out again. John slowly turned to see those glowing green eyes that nearly took his breath way. Taker was kneeling much like he does in the ring her arms braced on his bent knee his eyes focused on John.

"Not tonight Dead Man….no…I can't do that…"
"Why not?" He lowly growled.
"I may walk along with you in your dark times, but I am not that dark. I may have the thoughts…but I can not give such an order."
"Even the one that would not mind?"
"Occupied…please Marcus…NO…" John stepped over taking Taker by both of his shoulders moving him to straiten up some before kissing him. His voice soft as he whispered to him. "Please Marcus…please I am sorry I even brought it up… " He then cupped Taker's face seeing the eyes flickering between the almost alluring yet chilling glow & his normal loving yet cool gaze. "Marcus please…it would be one thing to have you charm someone to feed…but the other…the other is just wrong. You know that…you knew it then when something stopped you from taking advantage of me…Please we can't…you can't…I was wrong to even think it." Taker slowly closed his eyes & John leaned forward kissing him lightly. Taker moved his arms holding John.

"You know 'he' won't always go away so quietly…you must be carefully, you call him without realizing it at times." Taker told him softly reopening his eyes. "Just be glad I fed only a few days ago. I have a feeling the closer it is to when I should the hard that side will be to control." He let go to John slowly standing back up. "Now why it may be interesting to know who you been thinking of it might be dangerous knowledge. I do wonder out of curiosity though…is it a once thing…or are you needing more then I seem to do?" He was trying to hid the worry to his voice the thought of him not being enough for John worried him. Taker didn't want to think another could be entering his mind & in time heart.

"You do plenty I don't know why I even thought anything…just watching you…I never said I wanted to…" Taker placed his finger to John's lips.
He leaned near John's ear his voice heavy. "You can't tell me you don't feel the slightest thrill buried deep at the though of us both enjoying what ever poor soul we picked…The thought of me fucking the hell out of him while you are either blowing him or kissing him when I bury my fangs into his flesh. Drinking deep of them as they cum at our assault of their senses. That or you taking them as I stroke them, them pressed between us as I kiss you till I feel just the right moment to take that lovely taste of them. Have you feeling them convulsing around you sending you over yourself…"

John gave a slight moan than turned moving away from Taker. "NO! Marcus Stop it…I-I-I Couldn't…NO!"
Taker moved in front of him lifting his jaw kissing him. "No more talk of it tonight…I am sorry love. I do need a drink I think. Wish to join me?"
"No thanks…see you in a bit." He nodded moving away he grabs a t-shirt throwing it on. Making sure he has a room key he heads out. John just moves to the couch almost falling onto it to sit. Taker was right how he described it was almost thrilling, John couldn't do that to someone though…could he?

(Is Taker corrupting John? How dark will John become himself? Who in time may fall prey to the pair?

My John Muse is being a real bad boy...help...)