Turn Of Events

Novus swallowed Blaine down hungrily, then was in the middle of changing his position so that he might have the chance to climax when all the sudden that roaring started. Novus slapped his hands over his young ears and cried out at the pain the noise caused him. A little bit of blood trickled from his ears and stained his hands as he huddled against Blaine.
Unfortunately for Spike and his helpers, this noise would also catch the attention of the Prince himself, who was not terribly far away at all. He sent Laepheus and a few others to investigate, and followed discreetly behind.

Blaine, holding Novus's hand in his own made a mad rush to his front doors, feeling that something was not right. He flung them open and saw Spike, glaring daggers at the Prince. Upon a closer observation, hungry vampires slowly were edging their way to Blaine who was protecting Novus behind him. Quickly he shut his doors and leaned against them.
Spike growled deeply at the Prince. "Your domain? I'm sorry. I was here first. You leave." Spike, who had made a point of avoiding the Prince, was openly and intentionally resisting the Prince. It was unheard of. And just as the Prince's aura was black, Spike's was just as red. His aura was one of rage and blood. It zapped out around him like teeth seeking a meal. "You wouldn't dare attack me, Prince. I command a greater force here than you do."

The Prince smiled broadly, displaying all his white teeth...which were all actually quite sharp. "I don't think so. Be gone from here, or suffer," the Prince repeated. The black around his feet spread out and upwards like turbulent, angry waters. The Prince himself began to turn a pitch-black color himself...everything, skin, hair, eyes...as he immersed himself in his power that he had acquired for over 3000 years. Just as the Prince changed, Novus changed too, although involuntarily. His shriek was cut short as he turned the same pitch-black color and emitted an aura as deep and powerful as the Prince's. The Prince was using Novus as a second channel of power, in effect almost doubling himself for the time being. The young Diabolizer gone bezerk located the closest enemy with his bottomless black eyes and tore into his soul without even laying a finger on the enemy vampire. After consuming a few of the shreds he immediately fixed his eyes on another target, face expressionless, eyes wide.

Spike roared at the Prince and was suddenly gone. The other vampires were immediately released from Spike's hold and began to look around, confused as to how the had arrived there. The ones closest to the Prince immediately fell to the ground all in a Japanese style bow. They remained there, begging for forgiveness.
Blaine, seeing what had suddenly happened to Novus, quickly scrambled out of his doors, leaving them open, still staring at Novus, just a few feet away. He was trying his hardest to try and understand, not to fear. He turned and saw the Prince and jumped in earnest. "My lord!" He bowed out of respect. "I truly have no idea what is happening here, but I assure you, Novus and I are unharmed. Save for Novus's ears which will heal after he feeds, my lord."

The Prince tilted his head, and even apppeared dissapointed that he would not get the chance to utterly destroy Spike...this time. He withdrew his power from Novus, returning the young one to normal, leaving Novus slightly dizzy. Then the Prince gradually came down from the power high, returning to his normal self. "Spike was being obnoxious, that's what happened here. And I did not appreciate the uproar," the Prince commented, smoothing out his slightly tussled hair. "Blaine, you and the young one are welcome to stay in my House for the rest of tonight and tomorrow if you so wish."

Blaine looked back at Novus to see what he thought while he contemplated the offer himself. The Prince would offer the protection both he and Novus so needed. On the other hand, Blaine would be uncomfortable. But Novus came first in his life now. "Well, little one? Would you like to live with the Prince for tonight?"

Novus staggered over to Blaine and knelt beside him. "That...would probably be best," he commented. He was very tired, and it seemed like they never got a break from people that wanted to hurt them.

Blaine wrapped an arm around Novus and kissed his forehead. He didn't care that the Prince was standing right there. His little one needed comfort. "Yes, my lord. We will accept your offer." He wasn't sure what he might be walking himself into, but as long as Novus was safe, he didn't care.

The Prince only blinked. He refrained from saying anything, even though he really didn't agree with public display of affection. "Very well. Please, come along," he said, and even offered a slight smile. In a flash of darkness he was gone.
Novus kept close to Blaine, and yawned, sleepy. He was also a bit fustrated. The last two times he and Blaine had made love, Novus hadn't been allowed the chance to release.

Blaine felt Novus's frustration and had an idea why. "Soon, little one. Soon... it'll all be over." Blaine then turned to the Prince's guards. "Well... Lead the way already." Blaine himself was quite frustrated. Not only had Novus been deprived, Blaine had been deprived of giving Novus ultimate pleasure. Blaine didn't remove his arm from Novus's shoulders.

The gaurds narrowed their eyes slightly, but they did as they were told and lead Blaine and Novus to the Prince's home. It seemed as dark as always. Only the Prince's chambers below ground were ever lit. There the Prince waited for them, and Laepheus was off to one side, relaxing on one of the plush couches in the room. He eyed Blaine and Novus with brief curiousity. "This shall be your room," The Prince told the two, gesturing to one of the doors off to the side. "Are you hungry, by any chance?"

Blaine shook his head. The nights events were replaying in his mind and his concern for Novus in the future now staring him in the face. His arm still rested on Novus's shoulders and his nose buried in Novus's hair. He would miss his little one. Novus may have been hungry and Blaine knew that, in order to heal, he would need something to eat. But he let Novus make the decision.

Novus shook his head. ~I'm fine now~ he announced, one hand touching his ears. The power that had surged through him earlier had healed his ears. He glanced up at the tall form of the Prince, then brought his eyes back to the floor.
"If there is nothing else I can provide for you, you may retire," the Prince said, informally dissmissing them. He reclined on a couch near Laepheus, where he picked up a silver brush and ran it through his long golden hair.

Blaine nodded and guided Novus off into their room. He still didn't let go of Novus. Instead, after he closed the door behind them, he turned and pulled Novus closer to him and wrapped both arms around the young Diabolizer. "I love you Novus..."

Novus squeezed his eyes shut and buried his face in Blaine's chest. "I love you too..." he replied, fingers curling around the fabric of Blaine's shirt. He trembled a little as he struggled to hold back tears. So much had happened in such a short amount of time. However, Novus could barely remember his former life. This life he had now was all that mattered. Novus did remember he used to enjoy drawing...he hadn't drawn anyting in a while now. He would have to make sure he drew some pictures to send to Blaine while he was away.

Blaine's grip tightened slightly. He didn't want to let Novus go, but he knew that it was inevitable that he would have to. For now, this would have to do. Novus was his life. He would be absolutely miserable while Novus was away, but he'd find a way to manage. He always did. Maybe this new incubus he was to turn would keep him some company. He knew it wouldn't satisfy him though. It was Novus he would long for.

~Blaine, please...~ Novus pleaded, glancing up at his master, his lover. The room was dead silent as those icey blue eyes looked up at Blaine, except for a few candles which flickered in the corner. One of his hands moved to drift over Blaine's stomach, then rest on his groin.

Blaine knew. He dipped his head down to capture Novus's lips in a deep loving kiss. His hands slid down Novus's back slowly, then tugged upwards on the shirt. Remembering his magics finally, he made their clothes disappear only to reappear neatly folded again on the dresser in the room. Blaine then picked Novus up, not breaking off the kiss, to carry him over to the lush bed and gently lay him down.

Novus whimpered, returning the kisses quite eagerly. He didn't care how Blaine took him, he needed it so badly. ~Touch me, take me...~ he told Blaine, the phantom touches raking their nails down Blaine's back.

Blaine gasped inbetween kisses. His own cock throbbed for Novus, but he reached down with one hand to tease Novus's entrance while he rubbed his own swollen member against Novus's.

Novus's body writhed beneath Blaine's and small but begging moans poured past his lips in between kisses. The invisible hands agressively played and massaged at Blaine's waist, hips, and entrance. Pheramones practically radiated off of Novus's body, like an aphrodisiac-laden perfume.

Blaine gasped loudly. The sensation made him thrust the rest of the way in. He felt something rubbing against the tip of his cock. He knew it to be the tight bundle of nerves known as the prostate. He smiled maliciously and licked Novus's neck.

"Blaine..!" Novus cried out again as soon as Blaine hit his sweet spot. "There...right there..." he breathed, then roughly sucked at Blaine's lower lip. The muscles in his hips and stomach trembled and goosebumps flew across his alabastor skin.

Blaine kissed Novus roughly and began to thrust, hitting that same spot each time. He wanted Novus to writhe tonight. He knew that this would be the way to do it. There was maybe a half hour or an hour left before daylight.

Novus's back arched sharply, fell back against the bed, then arched again. His sharp nails dug into Blaine's shoulders and his toes curled as he wrapped his legs tightly around Blaine's waist. His moans were just about constant now, and picking up in volume.

Blaine moaned loudly, feeling himself get ever closer to climaxing. His bucking had picked up quite a few notches, and he was now all but slamming into Novus. He was rough, yet gentle with the young one, knowing he could hurt if Blaine was too rough with him. This was almost a farewell present to him. Almost. The real one would come later.

Novus threw his head back, his mouth open wide with a silent scream as he came violently. He writhed erratically as he released just about all he had. ~Blaine...ah..yours, I am...yours...~ he barely managed to say. He continued to convulse slightly with the aftershocks of such a great release.

Blaine barely managed to stifle a roar when he himself came. Instead, he managed to cut it back and panted audibly. Slowly he laid himself down on top of Novus, not bothering to withdraw from Novus. He relished this feeling of closeness more than ever now.

Novus covered Blaine's face(what he could reach anyways) with kisses, purring contently. His fingers pushed and threaded through Blaine's hair. Eyes half-lidded, he felt the sleepiness that the dawn brings washing over him.

Blaine tangled his fingers in Novus's hair tightly and kissed him deeply. Tears that had threatened to leak out before finally poured from his eyes that were tightly shut, mingling in with the kiss. He didn't want Novus to go. He didn't want the sun to rise. He didn't want to be parted from his love...

Novus returned the kiss, but with less zest as his eyes closed all the way. He wanted to stay awake longer, but the sun wasn't going to allow it. "Blaine...I..." Novus mumbled, before sinking into his deep, daytime sleep before the sun had peeked over the horizon. Being young, he was prone to fall asleep earlier than his elders.

Blaine kissed Novus's brow. "I love you too little one...," thinking that was what Novus was going to say. It still seemed right to him to say it. He followed Novus into his deep sleep not seconds later. He had just barely managed to roll off of Novus and position them into a cuddling position before falling off into the land of dreams.