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todorokidefender: Yes, telekinesis is an insanely powerful ability. He's playing around with it currently, a little nervous but he doesn't comprehend how powerful it can be. He might just lose control in the future. ᕙ(`▽´)ᕗ Thank you for the review and I'm so happy you're enjoying the story!
Shamelessly Reckless: Kanin. Is. Bae. ( •⌄• ू )✧ He did, he only got a spanking. Honestly, he's so lucky.
guest: There's some smut in this chapter but be ready for the smut when Godric and Kanin make up though. It'll be so much better. ( ๑ᴗ๑ )
NoTFaMouUs: He is so adorable. (´∩｡• ᵕ •｡∩`)
AVoidInTheClouds: Hell yea! I can't wait for the power to unleash! *⁂((✪⥎✪))⁂*
Twix13: Kanin won't forgive him so easily. Yea, he is needy, he's so needy. Godric's trying, he's really trying, lol. Yea, I'm good, just trying to keep that money flowing. Thanks for the review and good thoughts. Are you doing good? (っ∩_∩)っ
Momo: Works good, I counted inventory the other day, a little late, was suppose to have it finished on the first of the month but more important situations at my job required my attention. Eric and Nora are the best! I'm so attracted to both of them. (๑′ᴗ‵๑)
A00000000000000023: The telekinesis has nothing to do with Godric's bloodline or Kanin's human family. Demonic possession was the cause. There are stages and they'll become stronger over time. I don't want to expand on the ability. Telekinesis is powerful enough and he's already going to have enough trouble with controlling the current branch. Kanin's already making an ok start though. He's definitely hiding it from his clan, 100%. ( ͡❛ ω ͡❛)
CaptainPorkChop: Yep, the baby gets away with so much more than his older siblings ever would. About to be spoiled rotten because of his maker's guilt. He's about to use manipulation and crocodile tears. ੧|‾́︶ ‾́ |੭
2StepsFromH3LL: I hope you like this chapter too! (o^-^o)
WARNINGS: Smut. (Threesome, FMM)
Sorry for the typos.
"There are old tales said that when a demon is expelled forcefully, it just might leave something behind."
KANIN
He understood that he shouldn't mess with the new, strange power but it was addicting and so he remained, surrounded by warm water and bubbles, manipulating the small, spinning ball of water in the palms of his hands. Godric was sweeter, awkward, and humbled, completely tender and softspoken. Hugging and whispering apologies against his skin. Apologies that Kanin wasn't ready to accept presently. The sensation of betrayal still throbbed painfully and it wasn't because he was spanked like a rebellious child or because his tablet was broken. It was because his maker didn't believe him, didn't think to ask Kanin before he stuck.
The vampire flinched when the bathroom door opened, rapidly discontinuing the manipulation of water and enabling the ball to break apart in his palms. Nervous, gray eyes confronted sea-green. Sea-green irises that narrowed with inquisitiveness for a split second, provoking Kanin to shoot a glaring scowl toward his maker. Godric's shoulder slumped under his peeved stare and he lingered in the doorway.
"Are you hungry, beautiful boy?"
He was always hungry, endlessly yearning for the warmth of his maker's lifestream but his bullheadedness encouraged him to shake his head, keeping lips tight and voiceless. Godric withstood his irritation, unbreathing with blank features.
"You will not speak?" Godric eventually questioned. "Is it because of the maker's command? I'm so sorry, little rabbit."
Kanin veered his gaze away from his maker's miserable features, struggling not to give in to Godric's apology.
"I am sorry, my love. I'll never doubt you again." Godric cooed with a type of dark seduction he could only achieve, hovering closer to a tensing Kanin.
The younger immediately climbed to his feet, naked and furious, he stepped out of the tub, dipping pools of water, and stormed past a presently, motionless ancient. Kanin stomped into his room, leaving a trail of water behind while furiously drying himself with the towel he snagged before he exited the bathroom.
The night was nearly over and Kanin wasn't sleeping with Godric, hell no! He preferred to, he yearned to curl in his maker's steady embrace and forgive all transgressions. Earlier, when he clung to Godric, he did so out of instinct, he couldn't control the need to press against the elder with frantic whimpers and wild rumbles, seeking to rub their scents together. But now, in a logical state of mind, he was furious and hurt, on the borderline of angry tears and destructive tendencies.
A strong hand caught his elbow and he pulled taut with anxiety, halting his stride to the wardrobe for fresh attire, clenching the towel in both hands, he waited, unbreathing with wide eyes veering around to catch sight of his maker. Godric released him immediately, yanking his hand back as if burnt and cyan, ocean eyes enlarged with panicking dread.
"You fear me."
Kanin utilized all of his strength to finishing footing toward his wardrobe and dropping the towel carelessly on the floor, he scoured the bottom drawers, quickly pulling out boxers and slipping them on. Godric remained silent at his back while he pulled a dark shirt over his head, steeling himself, thoroughly determined to not give in to the pathetic tone of his maker and bend to his will so easily.
"You didn't believe me." Kanin struggled to not choke on his words and struggled to keep the vast hurt out of his speech. Whirling around on his heel, he found Godric directly in front of him. Dark brows furrowed and a jaw tightened before sea-green eyes softened further.
"Oh, little rabbit. I'm sorry, so sorry." Godric bemoaned, fastening arms around Kanin and pulling him flush against the elder. He instantly draped his arms around his maker's shoulders, pressing his features into the side of Godric's hair. Kanin breathed the ancient in, losing against the desire to trail his nose across his maker's cheekbone before licking at attractive features. Regaining control moments later, he withdrew from the embrace, avoiding questioning, sea-green irises.
"I'm going to rest with Nora and Eric for the day," Kanin spoke, continuing to avoid glancing at his maker, he didn't want to observe the attractive features tighten with misery, and so instead, the vampire stepped around the elder and fled the room.
Entering the bedroom that smelled entirely of Nora and Eric, he immediately located both of his siblings. Nora was seated on the large bed with a laptop, crystal eyes focused on the lit screen as the noise of endless typing could be heard. His elder brother sat in the computer chair, in front of a stationary pc, speaking to an unknown female on his cellphone with a large grin present on his face. She responded in another language, evoking a peal of laughter to escape the blond's throat. Jealousy bled his vision red and he scowled with hostility, storming forward, he confronted amused, glacier eyes before he climbed into Eric's lap, staddling the elder with envy shadowing his face.
Reaching with both arms, Kanin aimed to grab the phone but was thwarted when Eric swatted his hands away before snagging the nape of his neck and tugging him forward, squashing his features into a built chest. His brother spoke to the unknown woman with an affectionate tone while Kanin wiggled in the indestructible grip, digging his fingers into Eric's waist and growling with jealousy. Expelling fangs from his gums, Kanin hissed viciously and sunk sharp ivory into the fabric of his brother's black shirt before piercing the elder's pectoral muscle shortly after.
The spice of Eric exploded against his taste buds and he moaned when crimson liquid pooled into his mouth, savoring the taste even when he couldn't swallow. A savage snarl tore out of the blond's throat, compelling Kanin to stiffen with apprehension right before he was pulled by the nape of his neck. Kanin was steered back in the lap of the bigger male, ivory fangs slipping out of flesh and fabric and he confronted icy eyes as he held a mouthful of blood. "Kanin!" Eric growled, appearing thoroughly offended as the younger endeavored to swallow the mouthful of blood but every time he tried, the sensation of his throat tightened because of the maker command, motivating him to sulk with annoyance while Eric hung up the call after speaking to the unknown woman a final time in the foreign language before discarding the cellphone on the computer desk.
A large hand slid up his neck, skimming slowly and traveling up his scalp to bury into his hair before clenching a fistful of ebony tresses and jerking his head back, lifting wide, gray eyes to the ceiling. Kanin whined, mouth falling open with fervent shock, enabling the pool of blood to escape and coat his bottom lip and chin. Immediately, Eric's tongue was equipped and ready, lapping up his own blood before catching the younger's lips in a bruising liplock with conquering enthusiasm. Kanin released a lengthy moan in the elder's mouth, provoking Eric to hiss and yank his lips away before he pressed their foreheads together. "Du är så..." The gorgeous blond growled, "Jag vill knulla dig."
"What?" He inquired with a whisper, hard and aching in his boxers. Eric smirked, teasing and eager. "I want to fuck you."
"Oh." Kanin squirmed in the elder's lap with embarrassment, lowering gray eyes as arousal strengthened. He leaned closer and pressed a dry kiss against Eric's lips. "Please." He groaned, masculine and throaty, influencing pale lips to stretch into a hungry grin.
"Touch me," Kanin implored with a sighing exhale. And the tall vampire groaned, discharging fangs while he dropped his hand from ebony hair, employing both to slip into Kanin's shirt, stalking over the younger vampire's flanks and lower back. He was stripped out of his shirt before Eric pressed a palm to rest between his shoulder blades, the other gripping his hip and the blond leaned in, immediately going for his nipple. "Why—" Kanin groaned as blunt teeth scraped across the sensitive bud. The constant attention from the two elder males had rendered them so susceptible to touch. Eric chuckled against his chest and switched to the other neglected nub while Kanin buried his fingers into golden tresses, tightening his grip as pleasure spiked.
A lewd moan escaped his lips without his consent when the elder sucked harshly at the pert nipple before he retorted, "Because you fall apart so thoroughly and beautifully if I give you enough attention."
Kanin squeezed his eyes shut, entangled in humiliation and arousal, nearly panting as Eric teased him raw. And squirming in the unbreakable embrace when the blond removed himself from the chair and padded over to the bed, dumping him back first on the cool sheets before fingers slipped into the elastic band, pulling the boxers down his rear and legs effortlessly, releasing his aching cock and compelling him to open his eyes. He tensed when he engaged Nora's intense gaze. She examined him with a brazen stare before grinning with excitement, displaying ivory fangs.
"I pray you don't mind if I join in, brother." The female cooed with mischief painting her features and Kanin sputtered in embarrassment. "Fuck me first, Eric," Nora commanded, immediately lifting her head with a scheming gleam in her eyes. "Don't worry, brother," The female veered her eyes back around and grinned down at his sheepish form. "I won't neglect you."
She didn't neglect him.
Kanin expelled another feral growl, squeezing his eyes shut and tightening his fingers in Nora's hair as she deepthroated his cock while fondling his balls in the palm of her hand. She was moaning around him endlessly, tonguing the underside of his shaft and bobbing her head as Eric ravaged her, animalistic and wild, digging fingers tightly into her hips, thrusting into her with vicious precision. His balls were tightening, cock jerking before the warmth in his abdomen erupted, compelling him to finish in her mouth with a sobbed snarl as another finger pushed past his rim, joining the other digit, thrusting into him relentlessly.
And it was hot, so fucking hot when Nora swallowed his cum with a pleased hum while she found her release as well and he could smell it, sweetening the room and provoking his instincts to flare with excitement.
Releasing his cock from her mouth, her fingers buried deeper inside him with a short thrust while her swollen lips landed multiple kisses on his thigh. Ivory fangs expelling once again from her gums, free from their prison and she groaned with relief while Eric broadcasted a savage snarl behind her. "Stop playing with my clit and get off me!" Nora hissed viciously, whirling her head slightly and turning the fanged sneer toward Eric's grinning face. Kanin tensed with alarm at her sudden aggression, prompting her to immediately turn her attention back toward him, "Relax for me, sweet creature." She cooed, suspending the movement of her digits that remained buried inside him. Kanin did as the elder commanded with a throaty grunt, melting back into the sheets.
Then both elders were moving, fingers pulling out of him before hands slipped under his back, and he was shifted around abruptly, not being able to keep up with the speed of his siblings, finding himself wide-eyed with the back of his head resting against Nora's collarbone. One of her hands curled around the underside of his knee, raising his leg and spreading him open for the icy gaze of Eric, influencing Kanin to moan with embarrassment before the fingers belonging to her other hand, slipped into his mouth, offering him a taste of her and Eric's release, influencing his eyes to roll with enjoyment.
And he gasped around the digits in his mouth when Eric snagged his other leg, raising and spreading him further, the tip of the heavy erection pressing against his swollen rim. "Are you positive that you readied him enough, Nora?"
She scoffed, "Of course he's ready. Isn't that right, sweetness?" She cooed, licking at his jawbone, and Kanin nodded feverishly, confronting the icy gaze in front of him before he was breached. He groaned with pleasured discomfort, legs trembling in their hold as Eric settled balls deep.
"Would you like to know why Nora wanted me to fuck her first?" Eric asked with an animalistic growl but didn't wait for his response. "It was because she wanted to be inside you too."
"That's right, baby, I'll be able to smell myself inside you."
"Oh my God."
Accelerating embarrassment flared through Kanin from her shameless comment while Eric set the ferocious pace of his thrusts. Fingers pressed deeper into his mouth, nearly in the opening of his throat as she landed kisses on the side of his features. "I should have been born a man. I want to fuck you as Eric and father does."
Kanin's moans elevated in height at her statement along with rapid thrusts that were aimed for his prostate and he squirmed in their indestructible hold while Nora removed her fingers from his mouth, immediately wrapping them around his stiffening cock and rubbing the pad of her thumb across his leaking tip.
"You could fuck him with the strap-on." Eric rumbled with a pleased groan, aiming a vicious thrust, striking Kanin's prostate, and causing eyelids to squeeze shut in ecstasy.
"I should. Would you like that, Kanin?" Nora hissed her question, touching his shaft softly, teasing him into madness. "Please," Kanin begged, entirely lost in surges of increasing euphoria, encouraging them both to expel short laughs of pleasured satisfaction.
Ten minutes before sunrise, Kanin lay sated and depleted of strength, wrapped tightly in a pile of limbs between the elder vampires. Nora was at his back, rumbling out a soothing purr and nuzzling into ebony hair as Kanin buried further into Eric's throat.
"Who were you talking to on the phone?" He tried to suppress the increasing resentment at the abrupt reminder of the unidentified woman.
"My progeny," Eric replied, his palm roaming over Kanin's ribcage deliberately. The younger's features twisted and he lifted his head in alarm. "Progeny!" Icy glaciers were hidden momentarily by a bewildered blink while Nora hummed a giggle against the newborn's back, rubbing his chest and stomach with soft palms before trailing one down, squeezing the left cheek of his rear. "Yes, her name is Pamela." Eric voiced with enjoyment brightening his handsome features.
Nora uttered something rapidly in another language, motivating Kanin to snarl out, "English!" Before Eric dragged him flush against his larger form, "You're jealous, Min älskade, you shouldn't be. She's clan." Eric drawled, assisting Nora with the heavy petting, endeavoring to distract him. Kanin gritted his blunt teeth together with swelling animosity, wiggling under their attentions with a curse.
"But you're mine!"
Eric was his! Nora was his and despite him being agitated with his maker at the moment, Godric was his! And he would not share! Not with some stupid hag, clan or not!
Peals of laughter escaped both elders before Eric directed a large grin toward the envious newborn. "Greedy, baby vampire." Kanin's possessive snarl was muffled when Eric gifted him a bruising kiss before licking at his lips, "We're yours and you're ours." The larger male rumbled, kissing him again and again until the pull of the sun drained him further, dragging him into the void.
The following night Kanin had never felt more offended in his life than he was currently. In his bedroom, Godric remained on his knees in front of him, unbreathing, sea-green eyes raw and open, gripping the folded, leather belt tightly in his lap with both hands. "You want me to punish you?"
"For my error, yes."
Folding his arms across his chest, he scowled with irritation. "Do you want us to be on equal ground, do you need to be absolved from guilt?"
Full lips parted and dismay swirled in blue-green eyes. "I thought—"
Kanin immediately cut him off. "You thought wrong, maker. I'm not going to hurt you." The younger turned on his heel, intending to flee the room, biting on his bottom lip with blunt teeth, and fighting back aggravated tears. The noise of the belt met the wooden floor before a hand snagged his bicep, suspending him from withdrawing and causing him to whirl around with fangs forcefully expelling from his gums.
"What can I do?" Godric expressed, pleading with large, cyan eyes. Kanin's jaw tightened at the miserable appearance of the elder. "Give me time."
The ancient released his arm and uncharacteristically shifted on his feet, appearing so very awkward. The bond between them was open again, had been open since the previous night, after the unfortunate events ended, and the sliver that was his maker flared gold with chaotic emotions before dying back down to the heated warmth that Kanin had come to know.
"Have I offended you further?" Sea-green eyes lowered to the hardwood floor before lifting back to confront his while attractive features twisted with anxiety.
"I'm not my father. I'm not my mother or her worthless boyfriends. I'm not going to beat you in an attempt to make myself feel better about the situation!" Kanin barked with narrowing, gray eyes. "You didn't believe me, that's my issue!"
Godric stiffened with fists clenching tightly at his sides. "I won't ever make that mistake again, beautiful boy."
"See that you don't."
NORA
Nora rapped her knuckles against the door, lingering in place until she was cleared to enter her maker's private study. "Enter." Oh, he sounded miserable. Sympathy pooled in the depths of her being as she opened the door, stepping into the warm, firelit space. The only light that illuminated the room was the orange, dancing flames crackling in the fireplace and she paused with abrupt grief twisting her features. Sorrowful eyes stared at the painted portrait hanging above the fireplace. Pearl, gray eyes stared down at her, devilish and captivating, and she tightened her jaw as tears built. Issac.
"I assume you approve of the artist?" Godric spoke from his seat in one of the accent chairs. The vampiress veered her gaze toward her maker, finding him holding a lowball glass, half-filled with the enticing scent of rare blood. Rare blood, also named nectar that was harvested from multiple species of faery, it was incredibly hard to come by for the younger generations of vampires and if they did find it, most couldn't afford it. She studied her maker for a moment before nodding, "The illustration does him justice." Strolling over to the elder, her gaze lifted to examine the wide, towering bookcases behind him, crammed with multiple books, multiple books that were older than even her. She took a seat in the opposite accent chair, focusing her attention back on her maker. "When was it created?"
"Nearly three years ago," Godric muttered before taking a sip of the blood. "I didn't want to forget his face."
"We don't forget," Nora replied, hesitant and unnerved but he didn't respond.
"What's wrong?" The vampiress nearly begged, inspecting the gloomy features of the ancient. Godric remained speechless only a moment longer.
"I've offended Kanin further tonight."
Nora fought to keep the sigh of relief down, tension immediately expelling from her form. Of course, she and Eric had heard the exchange between the two from the ground floor and that was the primary reason she had came to converse with Godric. For a moment...for a moment, she foolishly worried that Kanin wasn't enough, that her extraordinary maker had fallen into depression again because of the loss of Issac.
But Kanin was enough. Shame coated over her next and she silently berated herself for another silent period. Calculating, ocean eyes watched her silently, prompting speech to expel from her lips once she noticed the stare. "Kanin isn't Issac." Godric tensed, the glass immediately cracking in his tightening hand, almost shattering in his hold. "They share the same soul but their personalities are exceptionally different." The vampiress climbed from her seat and footed to her speechless maker, dropping down to kneel in front of him, Nora rested her arms on his legs, holding his evaluating gaze with a gentle smile. "Issac was sadistic, he was cruel at times, so cruel to you, maker, and I adore him still despite how he treated us sometimes. I'm not saying he didn't love his clan in his own way but he was cut from a different cloth."
Godric growled in warning because he knew! He knew and still, he denied the suggestion of Issac's manipulation. Nora clenched the fabric of her maker's sweatpants in her hands, steeling herself for possible pain. "Issac would have accepted that belt instantly, he would have beat you until Eric or I stopped it," Nora paused, choosing her words carefully. "Issac was a...psychopath."
The commotion of glass connected with the circular, marble table next to his chair before hands were abruptly landing on her shoulders. She flinched, closing her eyes as Godric leaned forward. A tense period passed before, "Nora." Opening her eyes, she hesitantly peeked and glimpsed her maker leaning over her, still seated with a thoughtful expression. One of his hands found its way into her hair and he stroked her scalp soothingly.
"What does Issac's psychopathy have to do with Kanin?"
Unraveling and purring from the sensation of his touch, she continued after gifting her maker a comfortable grin. "Kanin is too sweet, too pure to accept that belt. His love is remarkable, he is remarkable and so, he'll never mistreat you the way Issac would," Nora teased, "Deserving or not."
"I know this." Godric breathed, resting their foreheads together and closing ocean eyes, encouraging her to explore his lovely features thoughtfully. "Then why did you attempt—"
"Because I belong to him as much as he belongs to me. When you or your brothers' error, I am required to correct or discipline as I see fit but it goes both ways. When I error...I expect my progenies to correct me." Fingers trailed from her hair to caress the underside of her jaw.
"Does that mean I can put you in timeout when you act up?" Nora teased. "I'm too old for such games," Godric responded rapidly, prompting them both to laugh.
"Kanin will discover Issac's portrait above the fireplace once he wanders in here and I doubt he'll knock first."
"Should I put it somewhere else?" Godric asked, lifting his gaze to peer that the painting of his secondborn with grieving devotion. Sorrow clenched her dead heart at the sight, influencing the female to shake her head. "I have a better plan," Nora replied, immediately holding the ancient's attention. "Add Kanin." Dark eyebrows lifted in surprise before he evaluated the idea silently. "Thank of how marvelous it would be to expand on the painting with Kanin, the same looks, with softer eyes and a slight smile. He'd smile, definitely and there would be no reason for him to be jealous then, not when he and Issac stand mirroring each other as twins. Brothers." Nora was rambling dreamily, provoking a chuckle to rise out of the elder's throat.
"Say it's a wonderful idea, father." Nora cooed, shifting and climbing into his lap, pushing him further back into the seat. "And finally admit that I'm your favorite."
"It is a wonderful idea but I will admit no such thing." Godric laughed, grinning underneath her. "A pity." She sighed with phony exasperation before leaning down and burying her face into his throat with a delighted purr.
"Eric and I could leave for a few days. He desires to visit Pam and Tara. It would work out in your favor if Kanin's made to dayrest with you since infants, belonging to you, can seldom sleep alone and I can safely admit that Kanin is so very dependant on his maker." She spoke, muted against his skin, inhaling only the scent of him.
"Have I ever praised your cleverness, daughter?" Godric rumbled with amusement.
"Perhaps once or twice but never enough." She teased, licking a streak up his adam's apple, collecting the taste of him, and murmuring with appreciation. And he snickered, hands sliding up and down her flanks soothingly while she nestled her features back into his throat.
"Do you and Pamela get along now?"
She sneered at the question before muffling a reply against his skin. "Bloody hell no. She agitates me."
"Tara?"
"I've had no issues with her."
A/N: I wanted to make it seem like sex with Eric and Nora is satisfactory but it isn't anything in comparison to sex with Godric. Daddy Godric got it. (º ﹃ º ) Tara is alive because her death in the show was stupid. She deserved affection and happiness too, with Pam! ( ɵ̥_ɵ̥̥)
I don't hate Pam, I adore her because she's sassy and loyal as hell but Kanin loathes her automatically. Doesn't even know her, was immediately like, "F*** this lady!" and Nora agrees. (ꈍ‿ꈍ)爻(˶°◡°˶)