Viggo Mortensen, Jon Rhys Meyers and Andre Marek ~ Becoming Vampire
NOTE: The turning of Viggo has been approved by the blood_quarter moderating team.
[Crossposted to viggo_blood, jrm_blood and bqv_andre]
Viggo's fingers stroked down Jon's cheeks. He smiled softly and whispered, "I want this Jon... and whatever the outcome please understand that I love you and know you do this out of love for both Dominic and me."
No matter how hard he tried Jon knew that Viggo could feel his fear, but he returned the smile or what smile he could muster. "I will do my best," he said and reached up to take Viggo's hand then shift their position on the bed. Jon closed his eyes and felt for Viggo in his mind... there was only calm and love emanating from the human and that helped steady Jon in his resolve. A light caress over the vulnerable skin of Viggo's throat and Jon drove in the tips of his fangs.
The bite was not unexpected, but it was different from Dom's and Viggo flinched a fraction then quickly pushed his fingers through Jon's hair to reassure him.
Andre watched from a respectable distance; close enough to be there in a bare blink, but far enough away to give the semblance of privacy to the two men. Eyes intent, they shone softly with the power of his age, taking in all the nuances of the moment, the soft press of teeth to skin, then the soft rip of flesh as they penetrated - Jon was treating his human with gentleness that while expected, still managed to surprise the Elder.
Viggo's blood was hot as it filled Jon's mouth; he took it slowly, swallowing then drawing more... feeling it fill him with the human's strength and love.
A wave of dizziness passed through Viggo and his fingers flexed and clenched in a moment of panic. No matter how willing he was to let his mortal life go, the reality of it hit with blind terror.
Jon hesitated; his hands stroking Viggo's hair to calm him... It won't be long now Vig and I'm here with you. But Jon was scared. They were at the point where there would soon be no return.
Andre drifted closer, feet silent on the floor, unwilling to disturb the two men; but he knew hesitating could cause problems. "Easy Jon... you're doing well." Resting his hand on the young one's head, he slowly stroked down the dark strands. "Trust Viggo - trust in his love for you, in his need and want to protect you. You know Jon will let no harm come to you - especially at his hands."
Viggo was fading and Jon could feel it, but this time he didn't hesitate. Holding Viggo tightly in his arms he continued to swallow blood that had him light headed... and then he felt it. A near silent puff of air escaped Viggo's lips. Slowly he withdrew and looked at the ashen face. It was hard to focus with the volume of blood coursing through his veins and he reached blindly for Andre.
Accepting the hand that searched, he grasped Jon's fingers, "Now you must give him your blood Jon, open your vein and hold it to his mouth." Crouching so they formed a trio, Andre studied Viggo's face, noting how peaceful he looked, "He's ready for you."
Jon did something he rarely risked and allowed his empathic skills free rein... there was no fear from Viggo. The pale eyes watched his as one would just before they drifted to sleep. Jon leaned down and kissed the unresponsive lips already quite cold. "You can be with Dom forever," he whispered then tore open his wrist to let the blood drip down between Viggo's parted lips.
The clock ticked, a slow monotonous sound, seconds, minutes... "Drink Viggo, swallow." Andre cupped the human's cheek, feeling the still coolness of his flesh. Carefully stroking his thumb over the smooth flesh of the human's throat, he watched, eyes lifting to Jon's. "Talk to him, tell him of everything, of you and your need for him, not just Dom's."
"Please Vig... you have to do this," Jon begged watching a trickle of blood slide down from the corner of Viggo's mouth. "Dom needs you to be with him... I need you too." Jon searched his mind for Viggo then smiled. I can feel you there Vig... I know you're tired, but now is when you need to fight it. I need your help... can't do it without you.
Everything was cold... it was hard to move. Viggo listened to Jon and made a quiet sound; he wanted this, but was so tired. Images passed through his mind and he knew they were from Jon; the three of them were lying in bed... Dom and Jon on either side... touching, caressing... Viggo's throat contracted and he swallowed Jon's blood.
"Good boy." Andre whispered the words, both to Jon and Viggo. "Trust in each other... take what Jon is offering." Pressing just slightly more firmly, the elder manipulated the human's throat, trying to help him swallow.
"That's it Viggo," Jon whispered feeling the human's energy begin to grow and change. He lowered his wrist until it touched the cool lips and felt Viggo's mouth open. Jon looked at Andre, I can feel him already...
Andre beamed like a new father. "Good. Connect, pull him to you Jon. Touch the connection and hold tight to it." Easing his touch from the foundling's throat, the elder opened his senses and could feel the blossoming of a new vampire life. It wasn't strong in him, but with his proximity, he could sense Viggo's new, burgeoning essence.
Viggo lifted a hand that felt like a lead weight and closed his fingers over Jon wrist holding it as he began to suck in the blood. He could feel it like fire spreading through his veins altering molecule as it passed.
The pull on his wrist surprised Jon, but not as much as the burgeoning of Vampire awareness in Viggo's mind. "Take all you need Vig, but slowly okay?"
"Be cautious in that offer Jon; he can not drain you." Andre watched closely, remembering how the need to gorge had seemed to fill Gale. "Let it fill you Viggo, feel it - the taking of blood is the same as eating. Take only what you need childe." Sitting next to Jon, Andre slipped his arm behind the young ones back, knowing from his own experience that the donor would feel weakened after.
The force of the bloodlust washed through Viggo and his grip on Jon's wrist tightened. There was none of the pain or grief he expected with the loss of his human life, instead Viggo was reborn. It was as if he could feel everything around him vibrate with energy and he drew most of Jon's blood.
Jon leaned against Andre's arm, but he was too wrapped up in Viggo's euphoria to understand why he was lightheaded and his sense of self was fading.
Lifting his eyes from Viggo's lips, Andre studied Jon's face and frowned. "Control this Jon, stop him." He didn't wait but reached out, touching the young vampire's neck and the scowl deepened. "End it Jon. Now. Viggo has had enough."
He was there with Viggo, they were together in the bloodlust. Jon was drifting... then the touch and the words pulled at him. Jon blinked and he looked at Andre. It was difficult to ask Viggo to stop, but he knew then he had too. "Vig," he croaked and closed his hand over the fledgling's. Enough Vig... stop... please.
Viggo held Jon tighter; he wanted more... but then he heard the voice. Slowly he stilled his lips and although he did not pull back, he was no longer drinking.
"Good boy." Stroking his hand over the new vampire's hair, Andre smiled. "Now, try and see if you can heal Jon's wound. Just slide your tongue over it." If Viggo couldn't, it was okay; Jon could heal himself, or if need be, Andre could do it as well.
The wound was raw at Viggo's lips, but as his tongue slid over it he could feel some change. It didn't completely heal, but the edges seemed to fuse. Viggo stared at it as if he didn't understand... his mind was buzzing and body pulsing with sensations totally alien to him.
Andre leaned down, lips brushing the forehead of the new changling. "I think you are going to have some very interesting powers when you develop my friend." Jon, welcome your childe to his new life.
Jon smiled and leaned forward to brush his lips over Viggo's and tasted his own blood on them. "We did it Vig," he whispered.
[Crossposted to viggo_blood, jrm_blood and bqv_andre]
Viggo's fingers stroked down Jon's cheeks. He smiled softly and whispered, "I want this Jon... and whatever the outcome please understand that I love you and know you do this out of love for both Dominic and me."
No matter how hard he tried Jon knew that Viggo could feel his fear, but he returned the smile or what smile he could muster. "I will do my best," he said and reached up to take Viggo's hand then shift their position on the bed. Jon closed his eyes and felt for Viggo in his mind... there was only calm and love emanating from the human and that helped steady Jon in his resolve. A light caress over the vulnerable skin of Viggo's throat and Jon drove in the tips of his fangs.
The bite was not unexpected, but it was different from Dom's and Viggo flinched a fraction then quickly pushed his fingers through Jon's hair to reassure him.
Andre watched from a respectable distance; close enough to be there in a bare blink, but far enough away to give the semblance of privacy to the two men. Eyes intent, they shone softly with the power of his age, taking in all the nuances of the moment, the soft press of teeth to skin, then the soft rip of flesh as they penetrated - Jon was treating his human with gentleness that while expected, still managed to surprise the Elder.
Viggo's blood was hot as it filled Jon's mouth; he took it slowly, swallowing then drawing more... feeling it fill him with the human's strength and love.
A wave of dizziness passed through Viggo and his fingers flexed and clenched in a moment of panic. No matter how willing he was to let his mortal life go, the reality of it hit with blind terror.
Jon hesitated; his hands stroking Viggo's hair to calm him... It won't be long now Vig and I'm here with you. But Jon was scared. They were at the point where there would soon be no return.
Andre drifted closer, feet silent on the floor, unwilling to disturb the two men; but he knew hesitating could cause problems. "Easy Jon... you're doing well." Resting his hand on the young one's head, he slowly stroked down the dark strands. "Trust Viggo - trust in his love for you, in his need and want to protect you. You know Jon will let no harm come to you - especially at his hands."
Viggo was fading and Jon could feel it, but this time he didn't hesitate. Holding Viggo tightly in his arms he continued to swallow blood that had him light headed... and then he felt it. A near silent puff of air escaped Viggo's lips. Slowly he withdrew and looked at the ashen face. It was hard to focus with the volume of blood coursing through his veins and he reached blindly for Andre.
Accepting the hand that searched, he grasped Jon's fingers, "Now you must give him your blood Jon, open your vein and hold it to his mouth." Crouching so they formed a trio, Andre studied Viggo's face, noting how peaceful he looked, "He's ready for you."
Jon did something he rarely risked and allowed his empathic skills free rein... there was no fear from Viggo. The pale eyes watched his as one would just before they drifted to sleep. Jon leaned down and kissed the unresponsive lips already quite cold. "You can be with Dom forever," he whispered then tore open his wrist to let the blood drip down between Viggo's parted lips.
The clock ticked, a slow monotonous sound, seconds, minutes... "Drink Viggo, swallow." Andre cupped the human's cheek, feeling the still coolness of his flesh. Carefully stroking his thumb over the smooth flesh of the human's throat, he watched, eyes lifting to Jon's. "Talk to him, tell him of everything, of you and your need for him, not just Dom's."
"Please Vig... you have to do this," Jon begged watching a trickle of blood slide down from the corner of Viggo's mouth. "Dom needs you to be with him... I need you too." Jon searched his mind for Viggo then smiled. I can feel you there Vig... I know you're tired, but now is when you need to fight it. I need your help... can't do it without you.
Everything was cold... it was hard to move. Viggo listened to Jon and made a quiet sound; he wanted this, but was so tired. Images passed through his mind and he knew they were from Jon; the three of them were lying in bed... Dom and Jon on either side... touching, caressing... Viggo's throat contracted and he swallowed Jon's blood.
"Good boy." Andre whispered the words, both to Jon and Viggo. "Trust in each other... take what Jon is offering." Pressing just slightly more firmly, the elder manipulated the human's throat, trying to help him swallow.
"That's it Viggo," Jon whispered feeling the human's energy begin to grow and change. He lowered his wrist until it touched the cool lips and felt Viggo's mouth open. Jon looked at Andre, I can feel him already...
Andre beamed like a new father. "Good. Connect, pull him to you Jon. Touch the connection and hold tight to it." Easing his touch from the foundling's throat, the elder opened his senses and could feel the blossoming of a new vampire life. It wasn't strong in him, but with his proximity, he could sense Viggo's new, burgeoning essence.
Viggo lifted a hand that felt like a lead weight and closed his fingers over Jon wrist holding it as he began to suck in the blood. He could feel it like fire spreading through his veins altering molecule as it passed.
The pull on his wrist surprised Jon, but not as much as the burgeoning of Vampire awareness in Viggo's mind. "Take all you need Vig, but slowly okay?"
"Be cautious in that offer Jon; he can not drain you." Andre watched closely, remembering how the need to gorge had seemed to fill Gale. "Let it fill you Viggo, feel it - the taking of blood is the same as eating. Take only what you need childe." Sitting next to Jon, Andre slipped his arm behind the young ones back, knowing from his own experience that the donor would feel weakened after.
The force of the bloodlust washed through Viggo and his grip on Jon's wrist tightened. There was none of the pain or grief he expected with the loss of his human life, instead Viggo was reborn. It was as if he could feel everything around him vibrate with energy and he drew most of Jon's blood.
Jon leaned against Andre's arm, but he was too wrapped up in Viggo's euphoria to understand why he was lightheaded and his sense of self was fading.
Lifting his eyes from Viggo's lips, Andre studied Jon's face and frowned. "Control this Jon, stop him." He didn't wait but reached out, touching the young vampire's neck and the scowl deepened. "End it Jon. Now. Viggo has had enough."
He was there with Viggo, they were together in the bloodlust. Jon was drifting... then the touch and the words pulled at him. Jon blinked and he looked at Andre. It was difficult to ask Viggo to stop, but he knew then he had too. "Vig," he croaked and closed his hand over the fledgling's. Enough Vig... stop... please.
Viggo held Jon tighter; he wanted more... but then he heard the voice. Slowly he stilled his lips and although he did not pull back, he was no longer drinking.
"Good boy." Stroking his hand over the new vampire's hair, Andre smiled. "Now, try and see if you can heal Jon's wound. Just slide your tongue over it." If Viggo couldn't, it was okay; Jon could heal himself, or if need be, Andre could do it as well.
The wound was raw at Viggo's lips, but as his tongue slid over it he could feel some change. It didn't completely heal, but the edges seemed to fuse. Viggo stared at it as if he didn't understand... his mind was buzzing and body pulsing with sensations totally alien to him.
Andre leaned down, lips brushing the forehead of the new changling. "I think you are going to have some very interesting powers when you develop my friend." Jon, welcome your childe to his new life.
Jon smiled and leaned forward to brush his lips over Viggo's and tasted his own blood on them. "We did it Vig," he whispered.