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catch him, arms holding him as they curled together.
"Welcome home, Kieran."
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He nodded, blinking slowly. It was a brand-new world, everything different, unusual.
Lucien's fingers tilted his head, their mouths joining for a long, slow kiss. Even that kiss different now, so
much more as each sense seemed bigger.  Thank you."
"I ... Thank you. He was tired, confused, more than a little lost.  Lucien."
"I'm right here, Kieran. It'll ease, you'll learn how to use your new senses. We have a safe place here for
you to do so, yes? And I'm not going anywhere, not now that you've chosen to be with me through time.
Lucien's long fingers slid over him, soothing, loving, easing.
"How did you go blind? The question came from nowhere, just slipped from him.
"I was poisoned. Because I am a vampire, the poison didn't kill me. It did, however, blind me. I was told
to count myself lucky. Lucien chuckled, the sound rather humorless.  It was many years before I could
do so."
"Poisoned? On purpose? Kieran shuddered, his entire body rejecting the thought.  How long ago?"
"On purpose. And it was at the very beginning of my journey as a vampire, which likely also contributed
to the poison's effectiveness I was still weak and new. The man who brought me over was in the
middle of a war with another vampire and had neglected to let me know."
"I ... How many are there for your kind? His kind. Their kind. God.
Lucien shrugged, the movement casual and easy.  I don't keep track. And wars are mostly a thing of the
past it is easier to blend and leave each other be. I have only made a few vampires myself, but there's
no quota on it, potentially any human can be turned by any vampire."
"That's... Terrifying. Horrifying. Incomprehensible.  I'm not sure how to understand this."
"You have all the time you need to do so, Kieran. We can feed off each other for months without ever
leaving this apartment if we need to. And I have a number of ... friends who are more than willing to be
fed upon. The popularity of Goth culture has been a boon to my our kind."
Lucien grew still suddenly.  You aren't regretting your choice, are you?"
"No. I ... It's a touch overwhelming. More than a touch. I'm ... Unnerved?"
Lucien nodded.  It isn't an easy beginning, but I will not abandon you to it. I promise. And when you
have become used to it, we will do everything you can think of and more."
He reached for Lucien, hands trembling.  I can think of many things, lover. Enough to occupy a lifetime."
"Then keep thinking, Kieran. We have many lifetimes to occupy. Lucien laughed, the pale face happier
than he'd yet seen it.  It will be fabulous, my own. Just fabulous."
He nodded. He hoped so. He did.
More than almost anything.
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Epilogue
Morocco was a terribly sunny country, and Lucien was more than happy to have it behind them. Still,
Kieran had expressed a desire to travel the world and see every country at least once. Lucien was
nothing if not indulgent of his lover.
Europe would provide longer nights and darker haunts though, and he was well-pleased to have reached
the south of France, the small castle they were staying in belonging to a friend. The place was currently
deserted but for the two of them, the skeleton staff that kept the place up while Andre was not in
residence having left well before sunset.
"Kieran? he called softly as he stood up from the large, soft bed, and stretched.  Have you already
abandoned me in favor of exploring?"
"I have not. His lover's voice had deepened with the change, the husky chuckle sliding up along his
spine.  I was at the window, looking at the gardens."
"Are they lovely? He asked, heading toward Kieran's voice, trusting that his lover would warn him of
anything in his way.
"Mmmhmm. The moon is turning everything to silver."
He reached Kieran without incident and pushed up against the warm, naked back, his arms going
around Kieran's middle. He rested his chin on Kieran's shoulder, the scent of his lover's blood strong this
close, exciting him.  That sounds almost as lovely as you, he murmured, stroking Kieran's belly.
"Flatterer. Kieran chuckled low, loving him like none other ever had before.
"Not so, my love. You are the most beautiful thing I know. Kieran filled his senses and made him so
happy. He rubbed against his most favorite.  What are we doing tonight?"
"Do you hunger?"
Did he hunger? Had there been more than a moment since he met Kieran that he had not?  Always,
Kieran. His tongue slid along the long neck, lips nibbling.
"Mmm. Kieran's chin dipped, more of that nape offered to him.
He hummed, letting one tooth scrape along Kieran's skin, but not breaking it. Not yet. The tease was
delicious. Kieran arched against him, the soft moan almost too quiet to hear.
He grabbed Kieran's hips and turned him, bringing their mouths together in a hard kiss, their teeth
knocking, one of their lips splitting. The sounds that pushed into his mouth were deep and raw, the hands
on his hips hard enough to bruise. The passion flared quick and bright between them, the shared drops of
blood like an appetizer for the heat to come. He slid his own hands down to Kieran's ass, holding on.
Kieran's cock was full, throbbing against his thigh, promising him pleasure, promising him an eternity of
desire. Their tongues tangled together, fought and played as they rubbed, heat on heat.
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Kieran began to move, leading him on a hunt, keeping that throbbing vein away from his lips. His fingers
slid around to tease Kieran's nipples, trying to distract as he gave chase, mouth searching and eager.
They stumbled back, Kieran's flesh responding eagerly to his touch, the scent of need stronger on the air.
He pushed Kieran up against the window, mouth finally latching onto Kieran's skin.
"Lucien. Lover. The vein seemed to leap into his lips, the blood calling to him.
"Mine. He growled the word, and then bit, Kieran's lifeblood pouring into his mouth. It was the finest
wine, heat and life filling his lips, his body, his soul. He lost himself in it, in his lover, his Kieran.
Eventually Kieran drew his wrist up, needle-sharp teeth sinking in deep. Crying out, he came, his body
spilling, blood and seed, onto, into his lover.
They slumped together, sinking to the floor with its chilled stone and heavy rugs. Kieran moaned, curling
close and holding him as if he were something special. The strength of his lover's arms had grown more
and more familiar as they'd lived and loved, his faith in Kieran being the one for him fulfilled.
"Happy? he asked, needing to know he wasn't the only one to have gained by taking Kieran and turning
him.
"More than happy. Kieran smiled against his cheek, lips soft and warm.
"Mmm ... good. He stretched and curled again, sliding against Kieran with long, slow movements.
At home.
No matter where they went, he was home with Kieran.
The Hit
By Sara Bell
"Do you know why we brought you here?"
Clients. Most of them treat me like some half-wit who doesn't understand the particulars of my job. I
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