Frankie Roberts, Oliver Mellors and Jared Leto ~ You got an invite bloodsucker?
[Crossposted to frankie_roberts, v_bq_mellors and jaredl_bq]
It was a rare moment that allowed them to be gently romantic, just touches, kisses and Mellors was deeply satisfied with it. His lips ghosting over Frankie's chin, down over his Adam's apple, to the sweet hollow of throat then back up to delicious lips.
Frankie's fingers pushed through his Vampire's hair holding him in place while he deepened the kiss. Their lovemaking had been intense; even the wolf in Frankie was satisfied and happy to spend these intimate moments in Mellors's bed.
Jared could smell wolf everywhere, but that was why he was here wasn't it. The vampire had a wolf for a lover and he wanted to talk to him... the vampire not the wolf; Jared knew better than that. There were the scents of other vampires near the house, but Jared moved closer.
Stilling, Mellors lifted his head and peered into the darkness, "We're not alone..." Out beyond the garden fence, beyond the small vegetable garden he kept, the vampire could sense one of his own kind draw near - and a young one at that.
Frankie growled and was out of the bed in seconds. "I can smell him." Before Mellors had a chance to reply Frankie was through the door and into the garden.
"Well shit." Legs over the edge, Mellors tugged on his jeans and darted after his lover. "Frankie!" He could hear him thrashing through the woods and followed the sound. "Damn it, Frankie, come back. Please!"
Before he knew what was going on Jared saw a flash of skin then felt claws close around his throat tightening rapidly.
With his face mere inches away from the intruder Frankie sounded a low menacing growl. "You got an invite bloodsucker?"
Over the log then around a tree, he skidded to a stop just feet from Frankie and a very frightened looking vampire. "What's going on?" Cautiously approaching the pair, Mellors saw the extended talons and winced, "Easy babe..."
Jared tried to send Mellors a message that he was there to talk but Frankie's rage filled him, blinding his senses.
Frankie barely heard Mellors increasing the pressure. His claws grew and pierced the pale skin as his wolf began to emerge.
He saw it, the small trickle of blood that welled first then began to slide and moved forward, his arm going around Frankie, "Enough!" Pulling on the man, Mellors knew it would be like trying to bend steel with a feather. "Frankie, let him go, now damn it." Tugging harder, using his own strength, the vampire hissed, "Fucking hell... let go of him now. He's... you're scaring him!" Moving around the were, Oliver inserted himself as best he could between the two bodies. "Please..."
The rage almost overcame Frankie as he turned on Mellors. It was hard to pull back the wolf even in the face of his lover. Frankie released the young Vampire and turned away to slam his fist into the nearest tree.
"Sure, have me bandage you again..." Muttering, he turned to the blue eyed vampire. "Stay here." Moving to his lover, Oliver carefully placed his hand on Frankie's shoulder, "He's a young one... probably doesn't even know better."
Frankie needed to fight or run; it was hard coming back. He glared at Mellors, breathing heavily while he fought the wolf down. Neither were an option right then.
The smell of the were was strong. Only the fine trickle of blood and presence of the other vampire distracted Jared from his body's reaction. So different from Shan, but...
Carefully placing his hand on Frankie's cheek, Oliver leaned forward, "It's okay... he's only a baby vamp - can't really hurt us."
Slowly the wolf receded and Frankie focused on his lover. "Just a snack then?" he asked only half joking.
"you can snack on me later... he's too thin anyway." Giving Jared one quick look, Oliver kissed Frankie's cheek. "You wouldn't really have hurt one so young, would you?" He knew he knew the answer deep inside, and decided he didn't want the answer. "Never mind." Turning to face the dark haired vampire, Mellors stood taller, "What are you doing here?"
Jared had to pull his eyes away from the naked were and turn his attention to the vampire. "I came to talk to you. Talk to you about him."
It was instinct that had Mellors step forward and between Frankie and the vampire, "What about him?"
"Well weres," Jared explained seeing the protective stance and understanding it totally because he would do the same if a vampire approached Shannon. "I need to talk because my brother is a wolf."
Moving his hand behind, he rested it on some part of Frankie, "He and I aren't brothers... we're lovers." The last was said with pride, strong and confident.
Jared looked past Mellors to the touch and said, "So are Shannon and I and I've been told I'm making things dangerous for him."
He blinked, slowly. "I see... Come with me then." Turning his back to the young vampire, knowing full well that Frankie would watch his back, he smiled at the were, "Want to head to the cottage and cover up your free show?" Leaning closer, he inhaled, I can smell our sex on you. I like it.
Frankie's grin was definitely wolfish as he shook his head. Need to be furry. All teeth and claws. He glanced over his lover's shoulder at the young Vampire then rapidly transformed into his wolf and sat next to Mellors. I'll stay.
Dropping to one knee, Oliver pressed his face to Frankie's muzzle, rubbing against the soft fur. "You know where to find me if you need me."
Once more erect, the blond vampire looked at the younger one. "Well, you came all this way, come on. Oh, and a name wouldn't be remiss." Tipping his head in a 'follow me' way, Oliver started toward his home.
With a curious look at the now wolf Jared followed Mellors to the house. "My name is Jared," he started to explain. "It was suggested to me that I speak to you about how you are dealing with..." Jared wasn't sure how to say what he needed to know so shrugged.
"Come in." Opening the door, he waved the young one inside. "We can talk here." Flipping a switch, the parlour was bathed in the soft glow of only a few lamps. "So, how I'm dealing with... aphids? Rabbits?"
"Being with your wolf," Jared said with a little impatience but knowing he deserved the jibe.
"Come, sit." Taking an over stuffed armchair as his seat, Oliver sighed, "What do you want to know?"
"Now I'm here I'm not sure," Jared admitted and glanced out the window to see the wolf cock his head as if listening.
Oliver followed Jared's eyes and smiled, "Beautiful isn't he? All that raw power and strength. I could watch him for hours."
"Shannon is darker and just as beautiful. I didn't understand what was happening to him at first because everyone kept it a secret from me, then he left. I waited to change; I wanted to be a wolf too but it didn't happen."
"I don't understand the genetics, so maybe it just wasn't meant to be." He saw the wistful look, the longing to be part of what his brother was. "Why vampire?"
"I needed to follow him and wasn't strong enough as a human," Jared explained pulling his eyes away from the wolf and back to Mellors. "So I became this thinking I could be with him, but I didn't think it through that well."
"Your brothers rejected you?" There wasn't an air of morose or sadness around the young vamp, nor was there happiness. You look beautiful in the night, sending that thought to Frankie, Mellors turned to his young guest. "How can I help?"
Frankie took a few paces closer to the keeping his yellow eyes on the two Vampires; watching and listening while they talked.
"Have you put your wolf in any danger?" Jared asked frowning because that was only part of what he needed to say. "With his kind or yours?"
"Put him there? No... found him there, yes." Chosing his words carefully, Mellors spoke softly, "By definition, our relationship puts me in danger - but he's worth it."
Jared frowned. "How does it put you in danger?"
"There are those of our kind who do not agree with mixing of the breeds - and would most likely stop at nothing to clean the 'blemish' of a vampire who enjoys the company of a were. The same can be said for Frankie's kind." Tugging on an errant tread on the arm of his chair, Mellors turned his gaze to the golden wolf, "He is in more danger than I am... he - is incautious."
"You can imagine if they find out I'm carrying a recessive were gene then." Jared said and actually chuckled. "But I can handle myself so long as no one touches my brother." He looked back at the wolf. "I can be a bit in-cautious myself."
The wolf at the door snorted. This young Vamp'll be ripped to pieces.
Trying to hold back his smile, Mellors responded, Then you and your playmate should stay away from him. I rather like this Jared. Grinning so the tips of his fangs showed, he turned to Jared. "Watch for those who make sport of younglings such as yourself. Who is your sire?"
"My sire is gone," Jared said simply as if it was a natural event to be abandoned so soon. "We got what we needed from each other. But I'm staying with Andre for now while I sort things out with Shannon."
"Ahh... Andre." Cutting his eyes to Frankie as he spoke, Mellors lowered his voice, knowing it was a useless thing to do anyway, "He and I have met in the past. Seemed a caring sort. He requested my assistance with one of his children." Bringing his gaze back go Jared, Oliver smiled, "Will you sort things out with your brother?"
"We have to." The statement was fact and Jared couldn't deny it.
"So how can we help you?" He was intrigued, "I don't think Frankie and I are in exactly the same situation you and your brother are."
"I don't know," Jared said honestly. "Just makes it easier knowing there are others going through what we are. But ah, can I ask about Liam? Have you dealt with him?"
"I know my Frankie is one of his favorites. It's why the were-prince paid me a 'special' visit one night." Shifting, his ankles crossed, the vampire gave an air of relaxed, "I'd just taken care of an injury to the wolf and a few nights later, there was another, Liam." He'd felt the power in his visitor. "He'd come to check me out. Few months after that, I wound up staying in a small room in the bar of his Alpha."
"Fuck! A were bar? What the hell were you doing there?" Jared asked incredulous at the thought but also a little excited.
"Bit of a story... Received a summons from Andre about his childe being wounded by a were. Went to his home - Andre's - and tended.. Juuuude I think." He drew out the name, tasting it on his tongue to be sure it was the right one. "While I was there, I could smell the were who he'd fought with. It was my Frankie." The thread he'd been pulling at gave him no satisfaction, so now Oliver rubbed his palm over the arm, "Night was fading and I had to stay at Andre's." Here he lowered his eyes, remembering the frantic need to see to his lover, "When I could finally leave, I went to the bar, followed the blood trail back to an alley behind the were bar. Walked in and... found Frankie upstairs. Stayed with him for a while and when it came time to leave, it was too late. Liam, the prince and his alpha offered me sanctuary in a small, windowless room." Looking out the window at the golden wolf, he swallowed. "I needed to be near him, so I accepted, trusting them and their word to protect me during the day hours."
Frankie's wolf felt the lingering pain as Mellors spoke and loped into the room. He gave Jared a light growl and rubbed his head against his love.
Jared watched the exchange and understood. "I don't know how I would cope if I knew Shannon was hurt and I couldn't get to him. That scares me because I can't wake up while the sun shines." He looked directly into the yellow eyes of the wolf even though he knew that was dangerous. I do understand Frankie.
Frankie simply snorted and lay his muzzle on Mellors's thigh.
Tangling his fingers in the thick ruff, Oliver gave a gentle tug. I'm okay babe... promise. Lowering his head, the vampire rubbed his cheek against the upward curve of skull. "Earlier you said it was suggested you come talk to me - by whom?" Stroking the large animal as he rested against his knee, Mellors smiled, content to touch Frankie in any form. "Is your brother alone in this? Is he part of the local pack?" From what he'd seen of the prince and alpha when Frankie had been hurt, even if this baby vampire's brother wasn't part of the pack, they'd help protect him, but he needed a bit more in details.
"It was Liam who suggested they protect us. Shannon isn't a pack pup as Liam put it, but they will look after him. Even Andre looks out for him, but not everyone is in their control." Jared watched the fingers pushing through the wolf's fur then had to make himself focus on Mellors.
Little vamp likes my kind too much. Frankie mused. Ripped and torn soon.
Likes your kind too much? Addicted? Oliver posed the question even as he spoke to Jared. "Liam is a good man - and considering how fiercely Andre protected his childe, if your brother has them at his back, not many would dare to cross. But you are right, not all," Here he gave a gentle shake, "can control themselves." but not by you right? You'll heed your princes words as a loyal and loving member of the pack. There was gentle sarcasm mixed in the words, but a strong thread of affection as well.
Eyes are the window. Frankie rumbled a light growl. Watch them.
"Control isn't easy," Jared said glancing again at the wolf. "I understand that. I'm only just learning how to feed from humans."
Oliver saw it, what Frankie was talking about; the quick dart of sapphire eyes toward the wolf. "Do you feed from others that aren't?" His hand held Frankie tighter, as if to pull the wolf from Jared should he move toward him.
A hinted look crossed Jared's expression and he looked away for a few seconds to regain his control. "My brother lets me when I need it... I don't feed often."
He hungers, but fears. Frankie looked up at Mellors and gave a wolfish grin.
Giving a slanted look to his lover in shape, Oliver rolled his eyes and tapped the tip of Frankie's nose, then leaned down to lightly kiss it. He's a young one with no sire... "So you've only taken were blood? Has no one told you it can create an addiction - like a drug? What of Andre? Is he helping... and are you letting him?" This one will get himself killed if he approaches the wrong were.
"I've been told," Jared sneered and rolled his eyes. "Someone always seems to be telling me something. I've had other blood, not just were. Human and vamp too, but Shan is a wolf like your Frankie and it feels right when we're together." Jared's bravado faded and he looked out the window to the night sky. "But Andre is helping me... in a lot of ways."
Mellors had seen it, that one night he was at the elder vampire's home. "He cares for those he considers his... He has a lot of knowledge." Working his fingers into the fur behind Frankie's ear, Oliver massaged him. "It's good you're taking other bloods too - too much were... there's a chemical or something in it - it's like an addictive aphrodisiac."
Jared would not meet the other vampire's eyes. "Yeah," he muttered and stood up. "I better head back to the city before the sun comes up."
"Jared, listen to others, but choose what is right for you." Oliver stood, his eyes soft on the young vampire, "You are the only one who can answer for your decisions... and my door is open whenever you need me. Just..." Here he gave Frankie a soft look, "watch out for the sentry."
It was a rare moment that allowed them to be gently romantic, just touches, kisses and Mellors was deeply satisfied with it. His lips ghosting over Frankie's chin, down over his Adam's apple, to the sweet hollow of throat then back up to delicious lips.
Frankie's fingers pushed through his Vampire's hair holding him in place while he deepened the kiss. Their lovemaking had been intense; even the wolf in Frankie was satisfied and happy to spend these intimate moments in Mellors's bed.
Jared could smell wolf everywhere, but that was why he was here wasn't it. The vampire had a wolf for a lover and he wanted to talk to him... the vampire not the wolf; Jared knew better than that. There were the scents of other vampires near the house, but Jared moved closer.
Stilling, Mellors lifted his head and peered into the darkness, "We're not alone..." Out beyond the garden fence, beyond the small vegetable garden he kept, the vampire could sense one of his own kind draw near - and a young one at that.
Frankie growled and was out of the bed in seconds. "I can smell him." Before Mellors had a chance to reply Frankie was through the door and into the garden.
"Well shit." Legs over the edge, Mellors tugged on his jeans and darted after his lover. "Frankie!" He could hear him thrashing through the woods and followed the sound. "Damn it, Frankie, come back. Please!"
Before he knew what was going on Jared saw a flash of skin then felt claws close around his throat tightening rapidly.
With his face mere inches away from the intruder Frankie sounded a low menacing growl. "You got an invite bloodsucker?"
Over the log then around a tree, he skidded to a stop just feet from Frankie and a very frightened looking vampire. "What's going on?" Cautiously approaching the pair, Mellors saw the extended talons and winced, "Easy babe..."
Jared tried to send Mellors a message that he was there to talk but Frankie's rage filled him, blinding his senses.
Frankie barely heard Mellors increasing the pressure. His claws grew and pierced the pale skin as his wolf began to emerge.
He saw it, the small trickle of blood that welled first then began to slide and moved forward, his arm going around Frankie, "Enough!" Pulling on the man, Mellors knew it would be like trying to bend steel with a feather. "Frankie, let him go, now damn it." Tugging harder, using his own strength, the vampire hissed, "Fucking hell... let go of him now. He's... you're scaring him!" Moving around the were, Oliver inserted himself as best he could between the two bodies. "Please..."
The rage almost overcame Frankie as he turned on Mellors. It was hard to pull back the wolf even in the face of his lover. Frankie released the young Vampire and turned away to slam his fist into the nearest tree.
"Sure, have me bandage you again..." Muttering, he turned to the blue eyed vampire. "Stay here." Moving to his lover, Oliver carefully placed his hand on Frankie's shoulder, "He's a young one... probably doesn't even know better."
Frankie needed to fight or run; it was hard coming back. He glared at Mellors, breathing heavily while he fought the wolf down. Neither were an option right then.
The smell of the were was strong. Only the fine trickle of blood and presence of the other vampire distracted Jared from his body's reaction. So different from Shan, but...
Carefully placing his hand on Frankie's cheek, Oliver leaned forward, "It's okay... he's only a baby vamp - can't really hurt us."
Slowly the wolf receded and Frankie focused on his lover. "Just a snack then?" he asked only half joking.
"you can snack on me later... he's too thin anyway." Giving Jared one quick look, Oliver kissed Frankie's cheek. "You wouldn't really have hurt one so young, would you?" He knew he knew the answer deep inside, and decided he didn't want the answer. "Never mind." Turning to face the dark haired vampire, Mellors stood taller, "What are you doing here?"
Jared had to pull his eyes away from the naked were and turn his attention to the vampire. "I came to talk to you. Talk to you about him."
It was instinct that had Mellors step forward and between Frankie and the vampire, "What about him?"
"Well weres," Jared explained seeing the protective stance and understanding it totally because he would do the same if a vampire approached Shannon. "I need to talk because my brother is a wolf."
Moving his hand behind, he rested it on some part of Frankie, "He and I aren't brothers... we're lovers." The last was said with pride, strong and confident.
Jared looked past Mellors to the touch and said, "So are Shannon and I and I've been told I'm making things dangerous for him."
He blinked, slowly. "I see... Come with me then." Turning his back to the young vampire, knowing full well that Frankie would watch his back, he smiled at the were, "Want to head to the cottage and cover up your free show?" Leaning closer, he inhaled, I can smell our sex on you. I like it.
Frankie's grin was definitely wolfish as he shook his head. Need to be furry. All teeth and claws. He glanced over his lover's shoulder at the young Vampire then rapidly transformed into his wolf and sat next to Mellors. I'll stay.
Dropping to one knee, Oliver pressed his face to Frankie's muzzle, rubbing against the soft fur. "You know where to find me if you need me."
Once more erect, the blond vampire looked at the younger one. "Well, you came all this way, come on. Oh, and a name wouldn't be remiss." Tipping his head in a 'follow me' way, Oliver started toward his home.
With a curious look at the now wolf Jared followed Mellors to the house. "My name is Jared," he started to explain. "It was suggested to me that I speak to you about how you are dealing with..." Jared wasn't sure how to say what he needed to know so shrugged.
"Come in." Opening the door, he waved the young one inside. "We can talk here." Flipping a switch, the parlour was bathed in the soft glow of only a few lamps. "So, how I'm dealing with... aphids? Rabbits?"
"Being with your wolf," Jared said with a little impatience but knowing he deserved the jibe.
"Come, sit." Taking an over stuffed armchair as his seat, Oliver sighed, "What do you want to know?"
"Now I'm here I'm not sure," Jared admitted and glanced out the window to see the wolf cock his head as if listening.
Oliver followed Jared's eyes and smiled, "Beautiful isn't he? All that raw power and strength. I could watch him for hours."
"Shannon is darker and just as beautiful. I didn't understand what was happening to him at first because everyone kept it a secret from me, then he left. I waited to change; I wanted to be a wolf too but it didn't happen."
"I don't understand the genetics, so maybe it just wasn't meant to be." He saw the wistful look, the longing to be part of what his brother was. "Why vampire?"
"I needed to follow him and wasn't strong enough as a human," Jared explained pulling his eyes away from the wolf and back to Mellors. "So I became this thinking I could be with him, but I didn't think it through that well."
"Your brothers rejected you?" There wasn't an air of morose or sadness around the young vamp, nor was there happiness. You look beautiful in the night, sending that thought to Frankie, Mellors turned to his young guest. "How can I help?"
Frankie took a few paces closer to the keeping his yellow eyes on the two Vampires; watching and listening while they talked.
"Have you put your wolf in any danger?" Jared asked frowning because that was only part of what he needed to say. "With his kind or yours?"
"Put him there? No... found him there, yes." Chosing his words carefully, Mellors spoke softly, "By definition, our relationship puts me in danger - but he's worth it."
Jared frowned. "How does it put you in danger?"
"There are those of our kind who do not agree with mixing of the breeds - and would most likely stop at nothing to clean the 'blemish' of a vampire who enjoys the company of a were. The same can be said for Frankie's kind." Tugging on an errant tread on the arm of his chair, Mellors turned his gaze to the golden wolf, "He is in more danger than I am... he - is incautious."
"You can imagine if they find out I'm carrying a recessive were gene then." Jared said and actually chuckled. "But I can handle myself so long as no one touches my brother." He looked back at the wolf. "I can be a bit in-cautious myself."
The wolf at the door snorted. This young Vamp'll be ripped to pieces.
Trying to hold back his smile, Mellors responded, Then you and your playmate should stay away from him. I rather like this Jared. Grinning so the tips of his fangs showed, he turned to Jared. "Watch for those who make sport of younglings such as yourself. Who is your sire?"
"My sire is gone," Jared said simply as if it was a natural event to be abandoned so soon. "We got what we needed from each other. But I'm staying with Andre for now while I sort things out with Shannon."
"Ahh... Andre." Cutting his eyes to Frankie as he spoke, Mellors lowered his voice, knowing it was a useless thing to do anyway, "He and I have met in the past. Seemed a caring sort. He requested my assistance with one of his children." Bringing his gaze back go Jared, Oliver smiled, "Will you sort things out with your brother?"
"We have to." The statement was fact and Jared couldn't deny it.
"So how can we help you?" He was intrigued, "I don't think Frankie and I are in exactly the same situation you and your brother are."
"I don't know," Jared said honestly. "Just makes it easier knowing there are others going through what we are. But ah, can I ask about Liam? Have you dealt with him?"
"I know my Frankie is one of his favorites. It's why the were-prince paid me a 'special' visit one night." Shifting, his ankles crossed, the vampire gave an air of relaxed, "I'd just taken care of an injury to the wolf and a few nights later, there was another, Liam." He'd felt the power in his visitor. "He'd come to check me out. Few months after that, I wound up staying in a small room in the bar of his Alpha."
"Fuck! A were bar? What the hell were you doing there?" Jared asked incredulous at the thought but also a little excited.
"Bit of a story... Received a summons from Andre about his childe being wounded by a were. Went to his home - Andre's - and tended.. Juuuude I think." He drew out the name, tasting it on his tongue to be sure it was the right one. "While I was there, I could smell the were who he'd fought with. It was my Frankie." The thread he'd been pulling at gave him no satisfaction, so now Oliver rubbed his palm over the arm, "Night was fading and I had to stay at Andre's." Here he lowered his eyes, remembering the frantic need to see to his lover, "When I could finally leave, I went to the bar, followed the blood trail back to an alley behind the were bar. Walked in and... found Frankie upstairs. Stayed with him for a while and when it came time to leave, it was too late. Liam, the prince and his alpha offered me sanctuary in a small, windowless room." Looking out the window at the golden wolf, he swallowed. "I needed to be near him, so I accepted, trusting them and their word to protect me during the day hours."
Frankie's wolf felt the lingering pain as Mellors spoke and loped into the room. He gave Jared a light growl and rubbed his head against his love.
Jared watched the exchange and understood. "I don't know how I would cope if I knew Shannon was hurt and I couldn't get to him. That scares me because I can't wake up while the sun shines." He looked directly into the yellow eyes of the wolf even though he knew that was dangerous. I do understand Frankie.
Frankie simply snorted and lay his muzzle on Mellors's thigh.
Tangling his fingers in the thick ruff, Oliver gave a gentle tug. I'm okay babe... promise. Lowering his head, the vampire rubbed his cheek against the upward curve of skull. "Earlier you said it was suggested you come talk to me - by whom?" Stroking the large animal as he rested against his knee, Mellors smiled, content to touch Frankie in any form. "Is your brother alone in this? Is he part of the local pack?" From what he'd seen of the prince and alpha when Frankie had been hurt, even if this baby vampire's brother wasn't part of the pack, they'd help protect him, but he needed a bit more in details.
"It was Liam who suggested they protect us. Shannon isn't a pack pup as Liam put it, but they will look after him. Even Andre looks out for him, but not everyone is in their control." Jared watched the fingers pushing through the wolf's fur then had to make himself focus on Mellors.
Little vamp likes my kind too much. Frankie mused. Ripped and torn soon.
Likes your kind too much? Addicted? Oliver posed the question even as he spoke to Jared. "Liam is a good man - and considering how fiercely Andre protected his childe, if your brother has them at his back, not many would dare to cross. But you are right, not all," Here he gave a gentle shake, "can control themselves." but not by you right? You'll heed your princes words as a loyal and loving member of the pack. There was gentle sarcasm mixed in the words, but a strong thread of affection as well.
Eyes are the window. Frankie rumbled a light growl. Watch them.
"Control isn't easy," Jared said glancing again at the wolf. "I understand that. I'm only just learning how to feed from humans."
Oliver saw it, what Frankie was talking about; the quick dart of sapphire eyes toward the wolf. "Do you feed from others that aren't?" His hand held Frankie tighter, as if to pull the wolf from Jared should he move toward him.
A hinted look crossed Jared's expression and he looked away for a few seconds to regain his control. "My brother lets me when I need it... I don't feed often."
He hungers, but fears. Frankie looked up at Mellors and gave a wolfish grin.
Giving a slanted look to his lover in shape, Oliver rolled his eyes and tapped the tip of Frankie's nose, then leaned down to lightly kiss it. He's a young one with no sire... "So you've only taken were blood? Has no one told you it can create an addiction - like a drug? What of Andre? Is he helping... and are you letting him?" This one will get himself killed if he approaches the wrong were.
"I've been told," Jared sneered and rolled his eyes. "Someone always seems to be telling me something. I've had other blood, not just were. Human and vamp too, but Shan is a wolf like your Frankie and it feels right when we're together." Jared's bravado faded and he looked out the window to the night sky. "But Andre is helping me... in a lot of ways."
Mellors had seen it, that one night he was at the elder vampire's home. "He cares for those he considers his... He has a lot of knowledge." Working his fingers into the fur behind Frankie's ear, Oliver massaged him. "It's good you're taking other bloods too - too much were... there's a chemical or something in it - it's like an addictive aphrodisiac."
Jared would not meet the other vampire's eyes. "Yeah," he muttered and stood up. "I better head back to the city before the sun comes up."
"Jared, listen to others, but choose what is right for you." Oliver stood, his eyes soft on the young vampire, "You are the only one who can answer for your decisions... and my door is open whenever you need me. Just..." Here he gave Frankie a soft look, "watch out for the sentry."