Well hello again good people and welcome back. i have a couple of ideas brewing, and even though i should be sleeping...I'm here typing away.i hope you enjoy it!

Now Lady Babette, thanks for everything chica. you are so wonderful to me. love ya. Like seriously have no idea what i would do without u.

Btw i do not own anything of the BDB. They belong to the wonderful JR WARD

Chapter 10

With all do respects your highness i do not believe that is a good idea," Tohr translated to Wraith for John Mattews. It seems my boy couldn't catch a break. Tohr had ran into John it seem like for the first time since the mating, down in the kitchen. Course the kid wasn't their to visit me, he obviously just refueling after some tumble in the sheets with his Shellan, Lucky Bastard. But we got to talking, and i feel like i ruined everything for him. Always letting him down, i can tell he is unhappy by the slump of his shoulders and the darkness in his eyes. Why couldn't i just keep my big mouth shut

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He was signing, i was responding to him with said mouth as we walked back to his room. The king's sharp hearing heard me tell my Son, (and yes he is my son) to have a good time and be safe. See him and his wife is doing some sorta double date with Blay and his lover, the too pretty to be a guy Saxton. I would never tell him that though. I don't judge but i don't feel comfortable telling any man they are pretty. Even if he has awesome hair, and pearl eyes. Catching myself rubbing my buzz cut maybe i should grow it out, let it flow like No'One remeb...you know what never mind on that thought. Too complicated, too soon, and my son is what matters at the moment.

Anyways, Wraith called us into this dainty room and asked what was doing all casual like he wasn't ease dropping. John, being John all noble, told him everything.

"OK have fun, but don't keep Qhuinn out too late, me and him have to have a talk about his attack on Butch last night." The King went to dismiss us and that is where we are.

"I smell the respect and fear in you John, it smells like burnt coffee. So please don't respect me too much," The King barked out laughing, draining the slight color that was left out of my sons cheeks. He glanced at me, and all i could do was shrug. Wraith has always been a strange bastard.

'Sir, i do not think for everyone's sanity that Qhuinn join me, if there is any other...' John sign but i didn't translate, i offered Wraith my own idea.

"Sir I will accompany my son and his friends tonight, leave the boy alone and offer him some piece of the heart sir. My Son speaks true, the male is unstable when it comes to Blaylock, and i can offer John protection for the evening." I do a slight bow in showing of respect. Wraith and I are friends, but i never forget he is my King first.

Wraith sighed and petted George, "Fine have it your way," he waved us off. "But the issues with the two males need to be worked on, and if Qhuinn can not complete his duties as Johns ahstrux nohtrum, than perhaps I should get V to mark through his tear."

This time i gasped not believing my ears, John paled out even more, signing how wonderful and great the boy is, but no respect to my son i answered again. "Man, you gotta be fuckin kiddin me man? Really Wraith are you forgetting what its like to be his age? The man has already lived a horrible half life and he is still in 20's. Give him a fuckin break!" I spew at the King.

All the bastard did was laugh, "True my brother, i will not be so harsh on him. But i will not have My Shellans Brother in-danger over possessiveness, and puppy love. You feel me."

I glance at John who was giving me a wide eye look, than back at the King who was sitting there looking like we was talking about what we was eating, not the honor of a young warrior. "Yeah I feel you."

"Than it is granted, for this evening you are in charge of Johns safety Tohrment don of Hharm." the king smiled and went back to his paper work, wordlessly dismissing us. What he didn't know is, I will always be in charge of my Sons safety. I vow to never let him down again, as long as i live, until i join his step mother in the Fade.

Bowing to the King and to John, i turn and leave to get some special toys from V.

"mmm so lover what are you wearing" Blay listen as Saxton purred over the phone causing him to stand at attention. Smiling crookedly he responded, "water droplets." Smiling even larger as he hears Sax cursing.

"I should have never thought to be a gentleman and pick you and your friends up! If i wasn't currently behind the wheel, or in this dodgy part of down, i would pull over and demat straight into your arms."

"But you can not do that, see i am up in my room, in front of well stocked closet, naked, the water dripping down my body. And you my darling could only demat to the front lawn." Blay chuckled, he loved playing with Sax like this. It was fun, and natural. Sax had a great sense of humor when he wasn't trying to out snob a person, and the man was just that male, Blay knew what to say to get him going.

"Like bloody hell i cant. Oh my warrior where there is a will, there is away, and i am quite parched and need some of that H2O you are currently wasting it letting it fall down your body to the floor."

Blay was rock hard at the images Sax just put there. "well once you get here i can always throw a glass of water on me."

Saxton busted out laughing over the phone, "Oh my Blaylock, i shall see you soon. You have made it rather difficult for me to drive, and concentrate on the road. You just be sure to be nice and wet when i get there."

Blay smiled even bigger, as if it was possible, his face was aching, "But Xhex and John will be waiting, and it is rude to keep our friends waiting, isn't that correct Saxton."

"Touche Warrior," Blay listen to his breathing, "I shall see you soon."

"I can not wait, good bye Saxton." Then Blay hung the phone up laying it down on the dresser with his cologne. Looking at the bottles he lined up, he was trying to make the right choices. If anyone knew how to smell good, it was most certainly him, Blay thought. Since his transition he has been masking his bonding scent with different once. Learning that if he mixed them the scent was hardly noticeable to him. The Brothers and even Sax has given him hell over all of the different brand he owned. He had the basics that no male should ever live with out like, Burberry Touch For Men, Kenneth Cole Black, and the New York, but tonight it will just be the Armani Black Code.

"Not sure why company's seem to think it makes a scent masculine to be named Black," he smiled again releasing he was was talking to himself. Then he frown, it was times like this, he wished his best friend was right here listening to him as he got ready for his date. "I miss that." he spoke to himself allowing himself just a moment to remember and miss things between him and Qhuinn before he shut his mind down to the male. Tonight was about having fun, being with his Lover and his friends. This had nothing to do with Qhuinn, and Blay couldn't think the Scribe Virgin more for that at the moment.

"yo V," I waved in front of his face. Sometimes a man, or wait I'm a vampire, yeah sometimes i forget. But its still the same. Here we was sittin back enjoyin some ESPN time, just the two of us. Our ole ladies was off at Safe Place, and i have to admit i enjoy the few hours on our nights off when its just us. Not that i don't enjoy the TLC i get when i suck the life outta the Lessers and get some hand action, but damn that is some foul shit, and i hate that is the only time V will touch me.

I sound like a damn female, oh we don't spend anytime together, oh he don't talk to me, oh cry me a mother effin river. I just miss us. I know he is in love with me, or so he says, but i don't care. I love him too, in a way i never have for another man. But i have my shellan and he has his. So where does that leave us. Everyone has to feel the tension, and see the stares. Gah i hate how honest with myself i am when he is living one of his visions.

"Im not as out of it as you think," V's husky voice makes me shiver and i look up at the diamond stare feeling happiness, excitement, love, some lust, and then shame. DAMN IT! "Stop your thoughts cop, before it gets us in trouble, divorce is something they only do in England." he smiles at me as he stands up and heads to the kitchen. Damn him for quoting my other secret obsession next to him, Ever-After with Drew Barrymore.

"Like i would waste my time thinking about you," I shout back to him, not even looking his way. Quick as lightening V flashed from the kitchen fridge to right in front of be, pinning me down on the couch. His heavy body in-between my legs stretching me, but not in an uncomfortable way. His nose skims my vein and my fangs bare, as i arch under his weight. God this feels, and just so right.

"So natural," he whispers in my ear. "For me to be like this with you." his voice cracking with those words. I couldn't speak as his gloved hand started to rub my thigh, making me stand up for him.

God breathing in Butch's scent, his vein just a few cm away, all it would take is one strike and i will taste heaven. To have his blood feel my mouth, and know that i am giving him pleasure, that would be well worth the divorce. I can not take it anymore leaning my head away still having my body pressed against his, i know i am not the only one hard as granite. i look into his eyes. Its like a tunnel straight to his mind. It is open to me now more than any other time, like watching a movie. I can see and feel all, as if i was sympath. Knowing my crazy ass mother, she prolly gave me that 'gift' too. But there it is, the love he has for me, more than a friend, less than Marissa, and jeez i thought i was possessive. I see his instinct to pounce when Rhage pinned me other night. I see the jealousy and self loathing in his mind when he sees me and Jane. Man i see it. Its like looking through my thoughts. But what makes me stop is i see his fear of losing his Marrissa and that isn't something i could live with myself if he lost.

OH MY GOD! that was one of the sexiest most violating things that ever happen to me, Butch thought, just as V got up breaking the contact and the all Butch and V sitcom that just played out for him to see. I should really be ashamed of myself knowing that he just seen how i felt about EVERYTHING. But all i can think about is how It feels strange i miss the warmth his body just gave me, gah why am i such a freak?

"You aren't, but i cant, we cant. We have made our choices, our paths are clear." V said, and all i could do was look at his back. He wouldn't face me, and maybe that was a good thing. How can i do this to Marrissa, if she was like this with anyone i would rip the other persons head off. But...But...But i just don't know, if she was in as much pain as i am now...would i understand?

"Vishious, we need to talk about us, we need..."

"Not now, Tohr is almost here, and i have bad news for our Brother. We will deal with this another time..."

Is it terrible of me to say a piece of my heart broke off when he said 'this' and not 'us'. Damn me for being born attracted to women.

'BANG BANG BANG' "My Brother let me in." yelled Tohr from the other side.

"Doors open fucker," V responded sitting in the chair far away from me. Not going to lie that stung too. Tohr pushed open the door, took in the two of us and stopped. "Who died?"

"Vutch." V responded before i could even open my mouth to answer no one. But damn that stung too.

"Butch is right there!" Tohr pointed then shrug. He obviously didn't get the V in that. So V had a name for us, and according to him it just died.

"I am here, alive and well. Well part of me, but I'm going to take off go talk to my god. Its been a long time since me and him have had some face to face time."

"Good thing," Tohr responded. "I wouldn't be too happy if i had to talk to that mug all the time, either."

All of us laugh, but V sent me one last look, that burn right through me, making me shiver. "Not all of share his views." Was his last comment before i walked out the door demating to the nearest house of god, damn the domination.

"So my Brother i know why you are here," V finally spoke up after that uncomfortable parting with his Butch. I didn't know what was up with them two, it was never my biz. But oh V almost had Butch in a trance with that last look he gave him. I felt like i was intruding.

"And what is that my Brother."

"you are trying your damnest to mess with fate, even if you don't know it and your intentions are good."

I finally made it, after calling that darkly beautiful brother Vishious 4 different times for him to release his mhis for just a moment just to get too the damn mansion. Damn this whole wanting to be normal and driving to pick up my warrior and his friends. Well i guess the butch Xhex is my friend too. But talking to him on the way has put a bulge in my jeans. Yes i am wearing jeans, Blaylock is in need of some fun. As much as he enjoys the plays, orchestras, and operas we attend i know a piece of him longs for just a fun night out without an intermission. So that is what i am going to give him, instructed him to dress down for the occasion.

Pulling my silver 2009 Infiniti QX56 up to the front, i think it is time for me to get a new car, I smile yet again as i pull out my phone to dial my warrior.

"I am here Lover,"

"Be down in a second," he responded. Closing my eyes i can see him now, red hair tastefully done, beautiful wide blue eyes, doing the last look before coming down the stairs and out the door.

-smack- "Yo! Dream lover, you going to let us in," Xhex said after hitting the top of my SUV. My daydream must have really gotten to me to not notice. Opening the door to step out, i open the back door for my guest. "My apologies my lady'" bowing to the female wearing leathers and a muscle tshirt. Some lady.

"Hey fucker," she gently smacks my shoulder. Her hellren cocks his eyebrow at me before turning around at his name being called. the big Brother Tohrment was running up to him quickly signing, John and him was having a conversation and Xhex looked shocked. But i couldn't be bothered with any of that as the male who hold my affections comes out of the front door. Without even a second thought i walk up to him.

"Good evening Warrior," i seductively smile looking into his eyes before they travel down that sinful body. MMMM what is man to do. Blaylock was wearing a green and brown Rugby polo with a pink oxford under it, collar popped and untuck, with some light wash jeans. The shirt clinging in all the right places, and i can not help to think that those clothes would look even better on my floor.

"I am not a warrior," Blaylock said blushing then pulling me in for small kiss in greeting.

"Oh, dear Blaylock, you are my Warrior," i say after i can think, smiling taking his hand, and walking him to his waiting friends. "You look handsome." He blushes that beautiful scarlet again. thank the scribe Virgin for gingers!

"Thank you Sax, you look pretty edible yourself."

"Fell free to taste me anytime," I whisper before John sign something to Blay.

"I am really sorry." the big Brother said to John, than looked at me. Blay paled out, and swallowed very loudly.

I looked at John who looked pissed, even Xhex was pacing. Blaylock looked shell shocked, and the Brother looked guilty.

"sorry for what?" i finally asked.

"Im ready when you are," i heard the voice from nightmares, making me and Blaylock jump. "Lets get this show on the road." he said walking in all black passed me and getting into MY vehicle. His lip ring shining through my tinted windows. Qhuinn.