Notes: Just in case anyone ever stumbles upon this and actually decides to read it, I will state what I forgot to in the first chapter: the writing style of this--being quick, rushed, and little on detail (especially the first chapter)--is unlike my usual writing style. It's fun to experiment, though, isn't it?
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I glanced around the interior of the building, and discovered that Auxcino had better living accommodations than I expected. He had apparently inhabited an abandoned building in the back streets of the village. I assumed from the way he talked that he had little more than a roof over his head.
"So, is it adequate?" he asked as he stepped through the doorway.
After looking around a bit more, I nodded. "Yes... It's quite nice."
His response was a twitch of the lips and a nod of the head, gesturing for me to come in as well. I accepted, and walked slowly into the room, walking a but past him as I continued to examine the place. "Well," he cleared his throat, "I think you'll find that staying here is a better choice than trying to grovel to... Him," I turned as he spoke, seeing the slight eye-rolling when he said, 'him.' He coolly strode across the floor, making his way behind me. "After all, I want to do all I can to make you comfortable."
I felt his hand on my shoulder, and when I didn't pull away, he put his other hand opposite it. His hands were gentle, and he didn't seem to have any intentions of hurting me... It seemed quite the opposite, actually. It was an awkward feeling, to say the least; a somewhat friend from the streets--who was quite lethal with a blade--seemed to be coming onto me. After everything with Nivan, I wasn't sure what to do anymore. So I just set my eyes around randomly, not really looking at anything but not being able to keep them still, and traced the edges of my fingerless gloves. He then turned me around, so I was facing him. I looked up at him for a few moments, not knowing what to do or say. When he leaned in, I let him kiss me, although I didn't do much in return. He held a long, soft kiss, apparently enjoying himself quite a bit. It was strange, though; I never though Auxcino would take such interest in me. He always held this heir that he was too good for people like me--or anyone, for that matter. Maybe he just wanted someone; it didn't matter who. But why then, as I recalled, did he suddenly have a thing against Nivan when we started seeing each other?
Slowly, he finally pulled away from me, and focused directly on my eyes. His voice adapted a sultry tone, which seemed to flow quite well for him. "If you give me the change, Malchai, I promise I'll do better for you than he has."
I didn't know what would be the right thing to say... Or sooner, the safe thing to say. I had to admit to myself, I was intimidated. I didn't know him very well; he was only a part of the crowd that I found myself with. I didn't know how well I could trust him. And after what Nivan had proven to me only hours earlier, I didn't know if he was wise to trust me. I made the mistake of opening myself to Nivan.. It wouldn't happen again.
But what could I really do? Perhaps, I thought, I should just give it a chance... "Well, I suppose..." was all I could bring myself to say.
"Are you accepting my offer?" he questioned, keeping his confident heir.
In response, I just gave a small shrug of my shoulders. He obviously took that as an immediate yes, since his hands managed to snake back onto me. "I guarantee, you won't regret this."
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From the place that I had made out to sleep, I got some moonlight from the window in the main room, which seemed like it was ready to break. There were three rooms in the building, and I was set to sleep in the main room, while Auxcino resided in what was the equivalent of the bedroom. I didn't know what hour it was, but I knew that it was late; the sun had gone down quite a long time ago, and I estimated that it was around 3:00 or 4:00 in the morning. As expected, I couldn't sleep easily. I had spent a few nights away from home when I was living with my parents, usually relating to an argument I had with them, or just because I preferred the company of my street friends. But even then, I knew that if I absolutely needed to, I could return to where it was safe. I guessed being with Auxcino would provide some protection; his home may not have been the safest part of town, but he was quite an excellent fighter, and could easily defend against anyone who invaded his territory. But the main question for me was how well I could trust him
At that point I heard footsteps. They were coming from Auxcino's room, and they seemed to be heading toward the main room where I was. I assumed that it was him, so I quickly turned on my side and acted as if I was asleep. I listened to the steps, and noticed that they seemed to stop once he was next to me. My back was facing him, so he wouldn't have seen if my eyed were open or not, but I closed them anyway. I heard his voice sigh, confirming that it was Auxcino, and then felt his hand on the side of my face. His fingers slid across my face and through my lavender-shaded hair. His touch was soft, much like it had been earlier in the day. I couldn't say why, but I felt strangely uncomfortable. Maybe it was because he was doing this under the impression that I was asleep and didn't know that he was there.
"Finally," I heard him whisper, and his fingers traced back to my face and across my lips. I tried as well as I could not to shrink under his touch. "You're here... And you will be mine, soon enough."
He lifted his hand away from me, and after a few seconds, I heard his steps descending back into his room. Once I was certain that he was gone, I let out a shaking breath.
It was a strange and confusing experience that night, and I spent until sunrise wondering exactly what he meant with those words.
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I glanced around the interior of the building, and discovered that Auxcino had better living accommodations than I expected. He had apparently inhabited an abandoned building in the back streets of the village. I assumed from the way he talked that he had little more than a roof over his head.
"So, is it adequate?" he asked as he stepped through the doorway.
After looking around a bit more, I nodded. "Yes... It's quite nice."
His response was a twitch of the lips and a nod of the head, gesturing for me to come in as well. I accepted, and walked slowly into the room, walking a but past him as I continued to examine the place. "Well," he cleared his throat, "I think you'll find that staying here is a better choice than trying to grovel to... Him," I turned as he spoke, seeing the slight eye-rolling when he said, 'him.' He coolly strode across the floor, making his way behind me. "After all, I want to do all I can to make you comfortable."
I felt his hand on my shoulder, and when I didn't pull away, he put his other hand opposite it. His hands were gentle, and he didn't seem to have any intentions of hurting me... It seemed quite the opposite, actually. It was an awkward feeling, to say the least; a somewhat friend from the streets--who was quite lethal with a blade--seemed to be coming onto me. After everything with Nivan, I wasn't sure what to do anymore. So I just set my eyes around randomly, not really looking at anything but not being able to keep them still, and traced the edges of my fingerless gloves. He then turned me around, so I was facing him. I looked up at him for a few moments, not knowing what to do or say. When he leaned in, I let him kiss me, although I didn't do much in return. He held a long, soft kiss, apparently enjoying himself quite a bit. It was strange, though; I never though Auxcino would take such interest in me. He always held this heir that he was too good for people like me--or anyone, for that matter. Maybe he just wanted someone; it didn't matter who. But why then, as I recalled, did he suddenly have a thing against Nivan when we started seeing each other?
Slowly, he finally pulled away from me, and focused directly on my eyes. His voice adapted a sultry tone, which seemed to flow quite well for him. "If you give me the change, Malchai, I promise I'll do better for you than he has."
I didn't know what would be the right thing to say... Or sooner, the safe thing to say. I had to admit to myself, I was intimidated. I didn't know him very well; he was only a part of the crowd that I found myself with. I didn't know how well I could trust him. And after what Nivan had proven to me only hours earlier, I didn't know if he was wise to trust me. I made the mistake of opening myself to Nivan.. It wouldn't happen again.
But what could I really do? Perhaps, I thought, I should just give it a chance... "Well, I suppose..." was all I could bring myself to say.
"Are you accepting my offer?" he questioned, keeping his confident heir.
In response, I just gave a small shrug of my shoulders. He obviously took that as an immediate yes, since his hands managed to snake back onto me. "I guarantee, you won't regret this."
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From the place that I had made out to sleep, I got some moonlight from the window in the main room, which seemed like it was ready to break. There were three rooms in the building, and I was set to sleep in the main room, while Auxcino resided in what was the equivalent of the bedroom. I didn't know what hour it was, but I knew that it was late; the sun had gone down quite a long time ago, and I estimated that it was around 3:00 or 4:00 in the morning. As expected, I couldn't sleep easily. I had spent a few nights away from home when I was living with my parents, usually relating to an argument I had with them, or just because I preferred the company of my street friends. But even then, I knew that if I absolutely needed to, I could return to where it was safe. I guessed being with Auxcino would provide some protection; his home may not have been the safest part of town, but he was quite an excellent fighter, and could easily defend against anyone who invaded his territory. But the main question for me was how well I could trust him
At that point I heard footsteps. They were coming from Auxcino's room, and they seemed to be heading toward the main room where I was. I assumed that it was him, so I quickly turned on my side and acted as if I was asleep. I listened to the steps, and noticed that they seemed to stop once he was next to me. My back was facing him, so he wouldn't have seen if my eyed were open or not, but I closed them anyway. I heard his voice sigh, confirming that it was Auxcino, and then felt his hand on the side of my face. His fingers slid across my face and through my lavender-shaded hair. His touch was soft, much like it had been earlier in the day. I couldn't say why, but I felt strangely uncomfortable. Maybe it was because he was doing this under the impression that I was asleep and didn't know that he was there.
"Finally," I heard him whisper, and his fingers traced back to my face and across my lips. I tried as well as I could not to shrink under his touch. "You're here... And you will be mine, soon enough."
He lifted his hand away from me, and after a few seconds, I heard his steps descending back into his room. Once I was certain that he was gone, I let out a shaking breath.
It was a strange and confusing experience that night, and I spent until sunrise wondering exactly what he meant with those words.