Kings and Aces
6/?
Lord Camus hadn't been in love like this for years. Homosexuality had always been frowned upon in his community, and especially by his religious catholic family. He had met his first lover when he was only sixteen and far from being a blood-addicted vampire. His father was a prominent business man in those days and had bribed the authority figures in the small town to arrest the man he loved on sexual assault charges against Isaac Camus. While Isaac had vehemently denied the charges against his eighteen-year old lover, the judge had still sentenced the man to death. That day, watching his boyfriend hang innocently, Camus had decided to never fall in love again. He left his family and religion to join cult of darkness, and had kept his vow of never falling in love.
Until he met Nicky. The vampire in the boy's body was so beautiful to him he could hardly stand to watch the boy do simple tasks like eating and sleeping with fawning over him. He had spent many nights lusting over the vampire and thinking of ways to retrieving from his father's overbearing eye. The thought of Xavier made his stomach churn. How the boy the loved the man so much was beyond him. Camus saw Dominic for what he was; a powerful, desirable, man. Black on the other hand merely looked at him as a child who needed to be controlled and protected. And still Nicky preferred his father.
Well, Isaac was going to change that.
He would admit that it hadn't proved to be easy thus far. The boy had fought against him brutally in the beginning, refusing all love and care Camus forced upon him. The first week had been a nightmare; but Camus had suspected it would be. Quite frankly, the Lord was surprised at how quickly the boy came around. Already he seemed to be letting down his defenses and taking the offered affection. It had been barely a month since he had taken Dominic from his home, and the boy was rarely mentioning his father.
Camus used brain power on his new lover daily to ensure that the boy's hopes of being 'rescued' were few and far between. Isaac wanted nothing more than to wipe Dominic's memory altogether and start over with a clean slate, but Nicky was proving too strong for total domination. Still, it wouldn't be long. Soon, it wouldn't matter if Mr. X showed up on their doorstep, army and all, because his 'son' would have already forgotten about him. Camus smiled at the thought;
Out of sight, out of mind.
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Nicky was smart, even as a child. At times the boy could even borderline manipulative. This skill of his was finally coming in handy with the much less attentive, Lord Camus. Of course Dominic wasn't fooled. He knew well enough that like his father, Camus was much stronger hypnotically speaking. Yes, everyday his memory and mind was growing weaker, but those areas of his brain didn't control his problem solving skills. Dominic had used a napkin from dinner one night to write down important facts encase he should forget.
1) Lord Camus is a psycho freak. Don't fall in love with him.
2) My father is Xavier Salem Black. He will come for me.
3) My first name is Salem; like my father's.
4) Xavier loves me. Most of the time anyways those sometimes I am a brat.
5) Look back at number one.
This list proved to be more and more helpful as time went on. Especially as his past drained from his mind and he found himself returning the feelings that Camus pushed on him. Sometimes, while acting the part, Dominic would ask himself; am I really pretending?
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Mr. X was close. His son was being held captive in India. Though Lord Camus' wards may have been strong, Xavier had always been good at tracking his son's scent. He had tried many times through out their separation to contact his son telepathically. Unfortunately for him, Isaac was their leader for a reason. Fortunately for him, Mr. X had a lot of friends.
The league he had gathered contained forty-two beings. Not all were vampires and even two were mortal humans. However all of them were brilliant in their areas of expertise; something that would hurt Camus for his lack of willing to work with anyone outside of their species.
Even with the help of his friends, Mr. X had a lot to worry about. The first being Nicky's well-being, both physically and mentally. When Camus wanted something, he stopped at no means until he got it. Mr. X feared if he didn't reach his son soon, it would be too late. If Xavier was honest with himself, he'd have to admit that he was worried about something else as well. Something he would push down when ever the thought would arise.
What if his son didn't want to leave? What if he Dominic didn't want to be rescued?
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Dominic dared not to stiffen when Isaac pressed his lips against his own. He told himself he should be used to this, that it happened every night. Even with this fact, Nicky couldn't help but feel his lungs close up, giving him the sensation he used to feel when he was human. The sensation of drowning in thick, muddy, water.
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