Somewhere In Between

Title: Somewhere In Between
Author: MakaiKitty
Rating: NC-17
Category: Original Fantasy, "Fate" storyline
Pairing: Victor/Blaine, Victor/Caspian, North/Victor, Victor/Tamara, Sorrel/Tamara, Telen/Caspian
Warnings: Slash, Het, and Yuri, M/M, M/F, F/F, Violence, Language, Catbois, Vampire Sex, Werewolf Sex, Daemon Sex, Anal, Rimming, Death, Angst
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Status: Complete
Story Notes: This story contains characters that were first introduced in "Fate". However, it is not really necessary to have read "Fate" to understand this story. In fact, you may like Victor better if you haven't read "Fate". As for those of you who have read "Fate"? No, Shayne and Lexi will not be showing up in this fic. Maybe in later stories (Victor has a long back story), but not this one. Also, I have a general outline for this story, but everything isn't set in stone yet. Just like with "Perceived Perceptions", I'm sure that some things will not go as planned. So, the warning lable above is just a general guide, I really don't know for sure where this fic will go. Just a warning, if you're squicky about some stuff (don't worry, there won't be beastiality or scat or anything too extreme) then read the warnings at the start of each chapter. However, I know from experiance, that most of my regular readers can handle anything that I throw at them, so I'm not too worried about any of you. Either way, I hope you enjoy the fic...

Somewhere In Between

Chapter Twenty-Four: And Then?

"Wales?!" Blaine was livid. He had been reading all day, content to let Victor sleep in favor of discovering a few of the handsome vampire's deeper secrets, and after an entire day's worth of hours it came down to one final word. To Wales?

"Whales?" Vampires were not known for being morning people. And, even if it was technically early evening, Victor was no exception. Especially after a bout of energetic sex ending with a good nap, said nap leading to dreams of yet another round of loving with a certain adorable blond, and then the sudden shouting out of the names of seemingly random marine mammals. It was not what Victor would call an ideal wake-up call.

"Not whales." Blaine answered, exasperated by the bizarre answer to his not-quite question. "Wales. As in, the country to the west of England. Bordered by the Irish Sea and the Bristol Channel. Capital city of Cardiff. You know, Wales."

"The Irish Sea?" Victor seemed to be more interested in questions than answers at the moment, and he was certain that it would only serve to further infuriate his excitable lover. Not that it really mattered. When they had first met Blaine had been very careful around him, submissive and obedient, but Victor had seen a change over the past few months. A welcome change. It was becoming a very rare occasion that Blaine seemed truly afraid of Victor. Instead Blaine had become open and emotional, and often teased, taunted, and fought him without fear of any real anger on Victor's part. Victor quite liked it because it had led to him learning that an annoyed Blaine was, more often than not, a very sexy Blaine. In fact, Victor picked fights sometimes just to watch the other man fume. It was something of a hobby for the vampire. "What a surprise. I wasn't even aware that you knew where Wales was."

"I can read, ya know." Blaine folded his arms defensively across his chest, a little hurt that Victor might think of him as stupid. True, he hadn't exactly finished high school, but at the time he had been concerned with slightly more pressing matters. Like survival. And it wasn't like he hadn't learned anything over the years. "You do have a whole set of encyclopedias in the downstairs library."

"I do?" More questions. Now that Victor was beginning to wake more fully he thought that it was becoming a rather fun game. He wondered how long he could keep it up this time. "How many of them have you read?"

"Wales does start with a W," Blaine provided. "So I guess that'd be just about all of them."

Victor was about to make some teasing remark, just to see the boy's hackles raised, but then he saw the legitimate hurt in the depths of his normally happy-go-lucky pale blue eyes. It didn't sit well with him. In fact, it unnerved him more than it should. Victor didn't want to think about why that was. Instead, he stood up and pulled the still naked boy towards him, taking his lips in a passionate yet chaste kiss, trying to express through touch what he was not yet willing, or capable, of putting into words.

When they pulled apart Victor wasn't certain if he'd been forgiven, but at least Blaine was silent, seemingly willing to forget the conversation if Victor was. So they did. After all, they both knew from experience that Victor was completely incompetent when it came to apologies.

Then Blaine started back in with the questions, and Victor seriously reconsidered having given up his lover's lips. He plopped back down onto the sofa, sighing as Blaine began talking, combing his hands through his long black hair in an attempt to straighten his sleep tousled locks. He wondered if Blaine would notice if he slipped away to the shower.

"But why end the book like that? I mean, what happened after you woke up in Wales? What did Sorrel do to Caspian and North for protecting you, and Lorcan, for getting you out of there. And how did you make it from the Fifth Realm to California?" He was glaring fiercely, and despite the fact that he stood completely nude with his hands on his hips in the middle of Victor's office, Blaine somehow managed to look very serious as he rapidly fired his questions at the now reclining vampire. Despite the number of questions Victor actually thought that it was quite cute. "And you didn't even mention Shayne and Lexi... or me."

"Jealous, Baby?" Victor teased, a smile stretching his lips wide, his fangs showing sharply against the red of his mouth. Blaine was just too easy sometimes. "Or did someone not get a long enough nap?"

"I'm not jealous." Blaine lied, his eyes downcast as he spoke. "It's just, well, you talked so much about Caspian. Your soul mate. I thought that maybe you'd at least mention some of the people you've met here in the human world."

"I talked so much about Caspian because I loved him. Still love him." It had been hard to write about Caspian. Maybe even harder than putting to paper his twin sister's death. It brought back feelings that, in Victor's opinion, should have been long buried. "It would be impossible to talk about my early life without mentioning him at least a few times."

"Oh." His pale cheeks were tinged pink, and Blaine couldn't quite meet Victor's eyes. "Right."

"Besides, if I'd just written about you then my publisher would have had to move my latest release to the Hustler line."

"Sorry, I forgot." Victor had thought that it was a clever little joke, but when Blaine's pale head suddenly shot up, his eyes pained to match the grimace on his boyish face, the vampire instantly regretted having said anything at all. "I'm just a whore. I could never compete with someone like him. I should be happy just being your pet." The sad smile that he gave Victor before looking back at the floor was almost more than Victor could take. It felt like a stab to his heart. "I am happy just being your pet. Forget that I said anything."

Blaine turned away from Victor, ready to leave the room after making some remark about needing to find something to eat, but strong arms wrapping around his slender body made him pause mid-step. He tensed instantly. He had meant what he'd said. He was happy being whatever Victor wanted him to be. But seeing the truth in his vampire's eyes as he spoke words of love for another man, Blaine wasn't sure that he could stand to be in that room just then.

"Sit down."

"I'm sorry." The apology was automatic. "I didn't mean to upset you."

The kiss that he received just behind his ear, a spot that always made him shiver, told Blaine that his lover wasn't as angry as he'd feared. But he didn't allow himself to relax yet either. Men were unpredictable creatures. Even immortal ones. Especially immortal ones.

"Sit down." This time the voice was more a plea than a demand. Something that wasn't so very common with Victor. Doubly so for his next word, "Please."

Victor walked Blaine backwards, never taking his arms from around the smaller man, not stopping until his calves came into contact with the sofa that he'd known was behind them. He let his body sink into the inviting leather surface, pulling his lover along with him, settling the other in his lap before drawing the blankets back around them both. All the while he peppered soft kisses across Blaine's neck and on the shell of his ear. "You're here now. No one else." The slightly shaper nip to his earlobe made Blaine catch his breath, but the vampire's next words nearly stole it from him completely. "And, if you are a whore, then you're my whore. Mine and mine alone. Do you understand?"

From anyone else the words might have sounded crass, but to Blaine they were the closest things to words of love that he could ever remember hearing. He was grateful that his back was to Victor, because tears were suddenly threatening to fall from the corners of his eyes. He hadn't meant to sound jealous, but the truth was that Blaine was jealous. And the fact that Victor didn't mind made his heart glad. As did the soothingly cool hands that were rubbing absent patterns on his upper arms and across his chest. It was calming and arousing at the same time.

Blaine felt himself starting to nod off, relaxed by Victor's ministrations, but as his head lolled back against Victor's shoulder his mind suddenly reminded him of why he'd been bothered by Victor's manuscript in the first place. "What about Wales?"

"Personally, I have always preferred dolphins. They're so much cuter."

"Very funny." Blaine deadpanned. "But I'm serious. Why'd you end it there? I want to know what happened next."

Victor sighed, and Blaine thought that he could feel the vampire shrugging against his back. "I didn't want the thing to be too long. But, if you must know, I suppose that I could tell you what happened next."

"Pretty please?" Blaine arched his back, brushing his lips against the line of Victor's jaw. His voice was barely above a whisper. "I just want to know more about you."

Victor didn't dwell over much on how that request made him feel, so he just went on with what he had planned to say, ignoring his feelings all together. "After Lorcan sent me to the Human Realm I spent a few months at a Catholic boarding school in Wales. Then I traveled a bit, came to the new world, and eventually I settled here. Then I met you."

"What?!" Blaine had to turn around to look directly at Victor. He couldn't believe what he'd just heard. Although, after over a year with the sarcastic vampire, he should have expected nothing less. "A boarding school, traveling, and me! How does that cover a couple hundred years? And you didn't explain what happened to the others, either."

"The others all survived, or so I'm told, although I have no idea how they might actually be doing. I have not seen the twin moons of my homeland in over two hundred years. Nor have I seen anyone that I may have once considered a friend since that time."

There was something lost in Victor's voice, well hidden behind the seemingly glib comments about traveling and schools. Blaine heard it as clearly as church bells on a winter's morning. But he knew better than to say anything. Instead, he pulled Victor's arms more tightly around himself and nestled into the comforting coolness of his vampire lover. The message was not lost on Victor.

"There will be a sequel." The vampire said after a long pause. "If you really are that interested in what happened next then you should just wait and read it when I finish it."

There was a little whine from the back of Blaine's throat, and Victor couldn't help but chuckle. "Although, considering your special relationship with the author of said sequel, I suppose that you could entice me into letting a few secrets escape my otherwise tightly sealed lips."

"Entice, huh?" Blaine turned and smiled up at a now laughing vampire. He always enjoyed seeing his somewhat moody lover happy, but somehow, after what he had just read, the sudden smile and the fact that it actually reached the vampire's dark eyes, meant all that much more to him.

He vowed to give the sequel a happy ending.

The End