El Leo
El Leo
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Author: AliveNdangerous
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Summary:
dangerous man... or is he?
WARNINGS:
slash aka two guys who like each other A LOT. I’ll laugh and point at anyone
who flames me, just warning. Normal reviews and suggestions are very welcome,
though.
Disclaimer:
hope to do one day... :takes out book on How To Ditch A Hot Guy\'s BF again:
Other:
And for people who don\'t know him, Stanley Burleson is a Dutch musical actor.
Another
day, another kill, anther reward. Steel blue eyes scanned the dark streets of
nightly Rotterdam. Well, dark... as dark as they could be in this city. He was
invisible, like a shadow in the darkness, but his stealth disappeared when he
walked into the bright pool of neonlight spread by his destination. It wasn’t
his normal place of choice, but he’d worked very hard and his lust for moments
of dirty pleasure had been satisfied. Now, it was time to give his eyes
something to sooth them after all the horrors and death they’d seen and he
intended to do just that as he walked into the popular Gay Palace, people making
room for him to pass trough the second they recognised him. Everybody knew him,
and yet nobody did. They just knew one thing... watch out.
He sat down
at the bar, ordering a beer while he feasted his sapphire eyes on the crowd.
Tonight would be a night of relaxation after a long time of hard work... at
least, it was meant to be... until HE walked in.The blonde man had never before
seen such a magnificent creature. Dark, strong and lean, drop dead gorgeous.
And the way he danced... fluid, beautiful motions, like he was one with the
music, making love to the rythm... it was downright hypnotizing.
A quick
interrogation of a frightened bartender later, a name was known... Stanley
Burleson. It turned out that his God given talent of dancing was also his profession
and his voice could compete. The man at the bar looked at him, just that,
intense blue eyes never leaving the other man. He imagined that he was dancing
just for him, every subtle turn of his hips, every movement of that delicious
body a special treat, just for him. How would his voice sound? Normally, he
imagined voices as terrified screams of death and pain, but not with this man.
He tried to think of how his singing would sound, softly, just for him, a voice
caressing his most inner being. He watched him all night, feeling an immense
sense of loss when he stopped dancing and walked towards the door. The other
man did the only thing he was truly good at, stalking his prey.
He followed
him out, making sure he stayed well hidden in the shadows, no use in
frightening him. Or rather, he just didn’t want to scare him. That was a
novelty, he was used to people being scared of him, fearing for their lives at
his mere sight, shuddering at the mention of his name. And he liked it. But not
this man. No, he couldn’t even imagine what he’d look like when truly afraid,
he didn’t even want to think of that. He mildly wondered where he was heading,
since he’d heard the man lived in an entirely different city and the
trainstation was in a different direction. He quickly summed up everything he
knew and could only come to one conclusion, he was heading for the Luxor,
probably parked his car there...
But, if he
was heading for the theatre, why was he going this way? The mainstream towards
it was actually around thesse blocks. Maybe he wanted to take a shortcut... not
a smart thing at this hour. It was a great risk walking here if you weren’t as
notorious as the man in the shadows, especially at night. Not that the blonde
man would hurt him. He’d done it before, taken what he wanted with intimidation
and violence, but he didn’t want to do that to this man. This man seemed
perfect in every way. He would never be able to forgive himself if he scarred
that beautiful face or damaged him in a way that would stop him from dancing so
mesmerizing. No, the hunter stalking the prey wasn’t a threat this time, it
were the hunters who didn’t bother with stalking which he feared.
He was
nearly at ease as they exited the dangerous neighbourhood, walking the last
part towards the Luxor theatre trough what was a very weak attempt at a park.
Nearly at ease... and then his fears were confirmed.