Dominic/Elijah/Richard - "I'm a greedy horny bastard! I want all of you."
Elijah knocked on the door and called out, "Dommie! Yo! You home?"
"Gee, I don't know! Lights on... so, I'd have to say yeah!" Peering around the corner from the sitting room, Dominic grinned at his friend, "Eli, why do you insist on knocking? You know all you have to do is walk in."
"Makes me feel civilized," Elijah laughed, going to Dom and kissing his cheek. "I want to go out. Maybe down in the quarter," he watches Dom. "And you're going with me."
One brow rose, followed by Dom crossing his arms, "Oh am I now? Any particular reason? Maybe I'll be the one to scare off the undesirables?" It was the glint in his eye that gave him away.
"Yeah, I'm afraid as pretty as I am I'll get mobbed," Elijah said. "I thought I'd need my bodyguard." He grinned.
"Bodyguard?" Leaning forward, Dom grinned and grabbed the other vampire by his hips, "who's going to protect you from me?" Closing the gap, he brought their bodies flush, his face nuzzling into Eli's neck.
Elijah chuckled and hugged Dom. "Get dressed. Let's go out before it becomes a real question."
Affecting a pout, Dom nodded and headed off at a slow pace. "I'd be getting dressed faster if you helped?" Looking over his shoulder, he fluttered his lashes at the other vampire, playing it to the hilt.
"Get!" Elijah said, pointing toward the bedroom with a theatrical scowl even as his lips twitched up.
Flipping his shirttail at his friend, Dom laughed as he skipped along. "Won't be a minute!" drifted down the stairs. True to his word, the blond vampire re-emerged fewer than ten minutes later, jeans and a comfortable button down and feet stuffed into loafers. "Meet with your approval oh mighty Elijah?"
Tilting his head as if inspecting Dom, Elijah finally nodded. "Perfection." He grinned. "C'mon!"
Escorting Elijah out the door, Dom double checked all the locks and moved down the walk, "Where are we headed? Never mind, just lead on MacDuff!"
Hooking his arm through Dom's, Elijah smiled. "I thought a quiet drink to start in that new blues piano bar. Then maybe go and hunt a bit?"
One advantage to living at the skirts edge of the city was being able to get there in a short amount of time, but still being able to keep the hoards away. It was under fifteen minutes when the lights came into view and Dom inhaled, "mmmmmmm, smell all that lovely sustenance!"
"Smells like sin," Elijah said. "Happy, lovely beautiful sin!"
"...and ours for the picking." Eyes moving from person to person, Dom grins. "Do you think they suspect? I mean - they have their little fantasy worlds where we're all dark and mysterious and romantically dangerous - but do you think they every really realize what danger they could be in?" Leaning closer, he whispered, "Or how hot you are?"
Elijah laughed. "They have no clue about either." He hugged Dom, opening the door and entering. "C'mon love, let's dance."
It was so easy moving between the tightly pressed bodies, their resistance to moving no match for a vampire’s determination and not a few moments later, Dom faced Elijah, his expression happy. "You lead... as usual." Even though 'leading' wasn't exactly what was done with modern dancing, the blond vampire enjoyed the control he gave to his friend, knowing he could trust him completely and blindly.
Moving to take Dom in one arm, Elijah starts to move with the music. Leaning in to lick at Dom's throat.
His fingers thread through Eli's hair, head falling back to expose more of his neck and Dom softly sighs. "Do that again?"
Seated in a dark corner of the bar, Sharpe's eyes darkened as he caught sight of a very familiar figure. He had almost gone up to greet Elijah when he had seen him walk in, the smoke and sex and liquor of the place mostly masking his smell. A quiet growl emanated from deep in his throat, jealousy clouding his vision as he saw Elijah and Dominic in a non-platonic embrace. He would not approach, not yet anyway.
"I do it much more and I'll end up humping your leg on the dance floor," Elijah said even as he licked Dom's throat and then kissed his jaw line.
Shivering at the wet warmth, Dom tried to speak, his words a mixture of moan and raspy breath, "Much more and I'll drop to my knees for you." He tugged back on the thick hair, bringing Elijah's face close to his own. Staring into the glowing blue of his friend’s eyes, vampire took one breath then crushed his mouth to his friends, seeking to crawl inside him.
Kissing back, their movements only a vague proximity of dancing, Elijah growled into Dom's mouth. He held him close, protecting him as much as he took from him. This was his Dommie, his friend, brother, lover, companion.
If he could have crawled inside of Elijah, Dom would have gladly done so, spending the rest of his eternity there. Before Elijah there had been loneliness, his time spent in levels of mediocrity; but with this very precious creature, Dom found so much more than friendship. He gentled the kiss now, the burning hunger giving way to soft licks of warm passion and love. "Do we need to hunt - I feel a wanting of you tonight Eli." Placing one hand low on the other vampires back, the other between Eli's shoulder blades, Dom nestled closer.
Hands gripped the cheap wooden table, splintering it under his too strong fingers. Sharpe had no claim over Elijah; hell he had suspicions about his relationship with Dominic as soon as he met the scamp. Yet here he was jealously looking on as his imp seduced the other vampire.
"Anything you want," Elijah said and then lifted his head, inhaling deeply. His brow furrowed.
The second Eli pulled up from him; Dom paused, stopping their intimate dance, "Eli?" The look of concentration on the dark haired vampires face and him look around, trying to see what the other saw. Dom had known there were other vampires in here, it was expected, but this stillness... "What's wrong?"
"I think.." He inhaled, a smile stretching across his lips. "There's somebody here I know."
"Trouble?" That one word said it all as Dom began to scan the room in earnest, his arms tightening around Elijah.
Smiling, Elijah shook his head. "No doll, no. Don't worry, sorry, didn't mean to get you nervous," Elijah said and kissed Dom, holding him a second to reassure him.
When Elijah had still, Sharpe thought he had been made and shifted his position further into the shadows. He knew it would do little to mask his scent, but old habits die-hard. His green eyes remained locked on Elijah's slim figure as he sought out the source of his recognition and then gave up. However, as Elijah's mouth connected with Dominic's, Sharpe's body stood of its own accord. He remained rooted on the spot, jealousy raging through his veins like fresh blood when he'd gorged himself.
Kissing his friend back, Dom smiled, as he began peppering Eli's cheeks and mouth with more. "Excellent, let’s get back to the good stuff." Slipping his hands lower, he cupped his the other vampires ass and gave a squeeze.
"Hang on," Elijah said, kissing Dom and then looking around. "That's... that's Dickles."
"That's... what?" Mouth half way to its next target, Dom frowned, "Eli... you - what the hell is Dickles?"
"That would be me," Sharpe growled out as soon as his feet had carried him close enough. Wrapping his arm around Elijah's narrow waist, he pulled the smaller vampire flush against his chest. Lips descended for a heated kiss and Richard tried to shake off the feeling that he was laying claim to someone who wasn't his to do so.
"Wow, you collect a lot of names don't you? Grouchy-pants from when we met and dickles... think I like dickless - 'cuz I'm tellin' ya right now - if my date doesn't want what you're doing, that's what you'll be." Dom said it all with a grin, though it didn't reach his eyes. Looking to Elijah for the next move, Dominic stared unblinking.
Green eyes narrowed as Share's arm tightened around Elijah's waist.
Kissing Richard and then pulling back, Elijah stared between the two. "First one that whips it out and pisses on my legs gets hit," he said and then chuckled. "Hey Richie. I knew you were here."
"When did you figure it out?" his question trailed off, muffled by the pale skin of Elijah's neck. Tongue venturing out first to taste the salty skin, followed by lips teasing the column of flesh.
Dom smiled, grabbed Elijah by the arm and pulled him away, "My turn... you ruined my kiss, I get to return the favor." He'd seen how Eli had reacted, not pushing the other vampire away, but he couldn't help tweaking the tall blonde’s nose a bit. "I'm sure there are plenty of people desperate enough to accept you if you beg nicely enough."
Laughing, Elijah kissed Dom, reaching to hold Richard's hand. He pulled back a bit. "Guys, hey, hang on. kay?"
Richard's fingers automatically closed around Elijah's hand, keeping them connected. Keeping him grounded. Still, he couldn't resist stepping closer to his imp.
Stepping slightly behind Eli, his body pressed to his friends, Dom peered over his shoulder at Sharpe, "I think he might be jealous." The words were whispered, but Dominic knew the tall vampire would have no trouble hearing them, even in this crowd.
Elijah shook his head but smiled. "No reason to be jealous, either of you."
Richard highly doubted Elijah's words, though he knew that he had no claim over the older vampire. His stance remained tense and his eyes didn't leave Dominic's.
Squeezing Eli's ass cheek, Dom grinned, his eyes watching Richard as he did so, "Oh Eli... you know I'm not jealous - just need to make sure this one is worthy of you." Licking along the vein up to his friend’s ear, Dominic nipped at it, before releasing.
He tugged their connected hands, wanting to pull Elijah in to his own body and away from his friend. "Shouldn't that be his decision?" Richard's voice was gruff with his anger.
Reaching up, Elijah caught Richard's chin in his hand. He stared up into jewel green eyes. "Don't make me whip it out and piss on both of you two. M'small, but there's plenty of me." He rubbed his thumb over Richard's lip and then turned to wink at Dom. "Right?"
"True... besides, with you calling him Dickless - I doubt he'd be able to piss on either of us as well." Grinning, he released Elijah and moved to stand beside his friend; the look he gave Sharpe was pure innocence.
"Who the fuck do you think you are calling dickless, little shit," Sharpe lunged towards Dominic before he even realized what he was doing. First the bastard was all over Elijah and no he was insulting Richard's manhood. If they weren't surrounded by blood bags, Richard would have already torn into the bastard.
"Wait!" Elijah roared, hands catching both vampires. "Dom! You've got much better manners than that. And I call him dickles! NOT dickless." He turned to Richard. "No, you will not attack my friend. We are here to dance and have fun." He growled at both of them, hands still holding their shirts. "I'd like to have fun with both of you and dance, but if you want to act like fourteen year old split tails, I'll say goodnight now."
Richard's head ducked, properly chastised and ashamed of his own behavior. "I apologize Elijah. I do not know what came over me."
Dom turned level eyes to Elijah, "You can release me - I had no intention of attacking this youngster." Drawing back, he turned to the tall blond and bowed, "I will you a good evening then."
"Ah yeah thanks," Richard blinked a bit, confused at the sudden shift in the interaction. "I will leave you both to enjoy your evening then."
"Bloody fucking hell," Elijah said. "Richard. Please. One moment." He turned to Dom and walked him back a few steps. "Dommie, what? You’re leaving? What the hell?" He touched Dom's chest. "Dude, what?"
"Look Eli, he wants you - and I won't stand in the way of that... and - fuck it, where does he get off being so possessive of you? I mean if this is what you want, good - believe me, I'd be happy for you but... I don't need his shit. He was a grouchy fuck the first time we meet!" Dom was exasperated, irritated and his mood had quickly soured.
"Hey," Elijah said, touching Dom's face. "This isn't - I'm not - picking him. I'm not picking you, I'm not - picking. I'm a greedy, horny bastard! I want all of you. I love you. You and me, we're brothers. Brothers who aren't blood and can fuck." He smiled. "I can handle anything. You know that."
"I'm not jealous Eli... not really - but it scares me how he is toward you. I mean, yeah, I can understand how you can overwhelm someone, but... he can't go acting like this all over the place. I'm not about to give you up - unless you want to." Holding onto Elijah's shoulder, Dom smiled faintly, "And from what you've said, you don't want that - so you need to get him under control. I won't leave... again, unless you ask, okay?" Placing his other hand on the cool one on his cheek, he leaned forward, touching their foreheads, "Above all else Eli, you are my brother."
"Always. Now," Elijah said with a smile and a wink. "Would you get a table please, please," he asked, batting dark lashes over blue eyes. "Lemme talk to Richard one sec. Pleasssseee?"
Bobbing his head up and down, Dom turned toward the back of the club, "I'll even get it with three chairs." /And not a highchair at that./ "Talk to him, let him know I'm no threat..." Spinning as he walked backward, Dom winked, "Love you man."
"You too asshole," Elijah said and smiled, turning back to Richard. "Now, what's wrong? Hmmm?" He wrapped an arm around the taller vampire, moving with the music.
Richard pulled Elijah's body tightly to his own, needing the contact. "I just, I saw him and you and... he was all over you and... I really don't know what came over me." Biting his lip, he turned his contrite eyes to Elijah's brilliant blues before replying, "I am truly sorry. I did not mean to cause you trouble."
"You did though," Elijah said and then smiled to soften the words, "but I'll forgive you. Dom is my friend, my brother, and yes at times my lover. But above all, he is my companion of a lot of years." He reached up and brushed back Richard's hair. "You are my friend, my lover and hopefully you’ll also become my companion for a lot of years. Okay?"
"Alright," Richard hoped that it truly was. He would have to fight against his natural tendency for jealousy in order to keep the beautiful vampire in his life. And he needed Elijah in his life.
Lifting up on his toes, Elijah cupped Richard's face. "My beautiful strong wonderful Dickiedoo." He kissed him softly.
Dom watched from the corner table, the previous occupants conveniently leaving when the idea to dance struck them. He'd seen the look on Eli's face and knew it for what it was - and was happy for his friend. Too long had he been alone... without a lover to call his own.
"C'mon," Elijah said. "Let's go sit."
Richard nodded; he'd follow Elijah just about anywhere at this point. He was just too damned happy that his little imp had not asked him to leave.
Back at the table, Elijah winked at Dom. "Hello there. I thought we could all have a drink."
"That is of course if you can forgive me for my rash actions earlier," Sharpe jumped in. It seemed important to him that Dominic not be upset by his impetuous actions. Dom was important to Elijah therefore his opinion was important.
"I think that's reasonable - if you'll do the same for me. It seems we both only had the same intent; Eli." Gesturing to a chair with a tip of his chin, Dom grinned at both. "I love how people leave their tables at the right time for me to claim it!"
"It's because you're so sweet and needy looking," Elijah said with a laugh and sat.
Dom finished with his own words, "... and has nothing to do with my smile." Showing his fangs, just enough so two other vamps could see the tips, he winked.
Richard chuckled at the pair, settling into his seat. "Smile like that could earn you more than a few friends in this city, not scare them off."
Folding his arms and resting them on the table, Dom nodded, a look of wide-eyed amusement, "Can you believe how many Goth’s there are here? I feel under dressed most of the time."
"Though makes finding dinner a good bit easier for the likes of us." The tension of a few moments ago had faded into a dull background noise, and Richard hoped that their conversation would remove the remaining strain.
"God love their little gothy, angsty heart," Elijah laughed, gesturing for a waitress.
Slowly lowering his lashes over sparkling eyes, Dom 'glamed' the waitress some, implanting the notion to keep extra attention on the drinks but not their conversation or other things. "Despite what the 'goths' look like, we can't have tales being carried around."
"Hell, we're more boring than they are," Elijah said, laughing and leaning back, knee pressing against Richard's thigh.
"Aye, on that count you are correct imp," Richard smiled at the contact, and returning the motion to solidify it. "Eternity is not all its cracked up to be at times. Run out of things to do sometimes."
Shaking his head, Dom grinned, "I don't agree! With all the new inventions and progress, technology, discoveries, there's always something new and exciting to look at."
"Just new ways to do the same old shit, Dominic," Sharpe replied. "There is very little that is truly new under the sun. It relationships, people and connections that make the endless nights worthwhile."
"There are less open places now though," Elijah said, "but more - disposable people."
"I still disagree... a hundred years ago, did you ever think there'd be cell phones? Man in outer space?" Turning to Eli, Dom studied his friend, "That's because man - as in the male human - feels the need to fuck and spread his seed around, filling the world with his progeny."
Elijah tilted his head. "Did you," he looked at Richard, "either of you ever produce a child?"
"I did," his answer was simple, hoping to avoid the pain associated with talking bout his family. "Three children, though one was born a few months after my death."
Blinking, Elijah looked at Richard. "Really?"
"They assume I died in battle." Richard sighed, still missing those long dead. "My wife was very religious, it would have broken her heart."
"I was bought property, any children I may have had would have been the same... but my master kept me... as his until he turned me." Shrugging, Dom looked at Richard, "Did you ever go back to see them? Your children or wife?"
"I stayed around England to observe their progress, but only on the peripheries, until my wife passed on. That's when I came to the States," Richard coughed a bit to clear the tension from his throat.
Lifting Richard's hand, Elijah kissed the knuckles. "M'sorry..."
"Do not worry yourself with things long since past," Richard squeezed Elijah's hand, looking up into his eyes to offer a small smile.
"Well, if you ever get - nostalgic for things," Elijah started, eyes tinkling. "You can always diaper Dom."
The mental image that accompanied Elijah's statement caused a burst of laughter from Richard's throat, breaking his melancholy completely. "That could work... or I could spank you when you are a naughty imp."
"Oh hell! Find me someone to pull their pigtails!" Elijah snickered, hugging Richard and grinning over at Dom.
Mouth open, eyes rolling, Dom looked anywhere but at the table occupants, "Delusional."
Laughing, Elijah leaned over and wrapped an arm around Dom, kissing his cheek. "But you still think I'm fabulous, yes?"
"Oh yes... one of a kind... unparalleled in comparison to - to - to the Mona Lisa." Grinning through his monotone praise, Dom turned and kissed Eli as well, adding a nip and lick to his cheek. "Careful, vamp-gorilla over there might not like this." Winking at Richard to show he was teasing, the small blond vampire reached out his leg and, with his foot, tickled the bigger vampire's inner thigh. Dom loved small tables like this.
The touch surprised Richard, almost as much as the pull in his gut he felt when he saw his imp interacting with Dominic. The sense of jealousy, of possession fled in favor of appreciation. These two vampires were beautiful together, he had not noticed before.
"Damn, he didn't jump." Turning a slightly mischievous grin on Elijah, Dom whispered, "Think if I moved my foot from his thigh to somewhere higher, he would?"
"Vamp-gorilla huh," Elijah tilted his head. "Mmm, he might." He reached to drag a finger across Richard's arm. "Did you feel his thigh, how strong and tight? His body is beautiful, lean, muscular."
Leaning over conspiratorially, Dom whispered again, "It's hard to tell with all that clothing on... think we could invite him to my home and he can give us a showing?"
"You do realize that he can hear both of you," Richard smirked at the pair. Their quiet chatter had done its job, however, and Richard shifted in his seat trying to find unattainable comfort in pants that were suddenly feeling tight.
"Good," Elijah said, leaning up and over the table to suck at Richard's bottom lip before looking into his eyes. "Well? What you think?"
Whispering - knowing full well Richard could hear him, Dom grinned wider still, "I have a camera too."
"We should get out of here," Richard whispered huskily against Elijah's lips, eyes locked on the imp's playful blues.
"Deal," Elijah said, turning to Dom. "C'mon yeah?"
He was still close to his friend; Dom tipped his head to the side, his voice not above a breath, hoping Richard wouldn't hear since he knew Eli might have trouble with the volume as well. "If you want, when we get to the manse, I can disappear and you and Richard can have one of the rooms upstairs... you know the ones that are protected." It wasn't that the taller vampire wasn't attractive, he was, but for some reason, at least right now, it didn't feel right - Dom was still feeling 'full' of his human, the smell and taste still lingered in his senses.
"Perfect," Elijah said and turned to Richard. "C'mon handsome man. I'mma take you to Dommie's place and do lovely things to ya."
"You always do such lovely things to me," Richard's voice purred as he leaned in to kiss Elijah's neck.
"Mmmm," Elijah hummed, glancing at Dom. "Hell, Ricky and me can go on back to my place. I'll come by and see you tomorrow."
Richard's teeth grazed Elijah's neck teasing, not breaking the surface. His eyes cut to the other vampire, Dominic. Not traditionally handsome but sexy in his own right. Shame that, he had thought that the little scamp would be joining them tonight. Could have been fun.
The hint of teeth made Elijah groan, small hands fisting in Richard's shirt. "Fuck." He looked over at Dom. "Okay then. So, want to dance some more or...."
"No... you two have other things to do." Standing Dom smiles before winking. "Behave, or just don't get caught." With that, he turned and melted into the crowd, leaving the two other vampires to their fun.
"I didn't mean to run him off," Sharpe's voice carried with it regret while his body remained in close to Elijah's.
"He's - he's okay," Elijah watched the space where Dom wasn't. "I'll go see him tomorrow. He's - just Dom."
Trailing the tip of his nose along the skin of Elijah's neck, Richard took in the unique scent of his imp. "The two of you... you’re bloody gorgeous together."
"You should see us naked and laid out on a big ol' bed," Elijah laughed, trembling at the touch of the vampire. He whimpered softly. "Yessss...."
"If I promise to be good," Richard's wry chuckle ghosted across Elijah's skin. "Would you grant me the honor of seeing that lovely sight?"
"Most definitely," Elijah said. "I wanna watch you mount him and fuck him hard while I fuck you."
Richard growled, low in his throat, as the image washed over his mind. He pulled Elijah's body in tight, nipping at his ear lobe. "Yes please imp."
"Anything Rickiedoo, anything," Elijah said, kissing him hard and then pulling back. "Take me home. Now."
"Yours or mine then?" he pulled away to shoot his little imp a grin.
"Closest," Elijah growled playfully.