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[Lord A had seen Klavier's argument with Greed on the community, and his own brush with Biffy had him feeling -- well, he didn't get lonely. But if he did, he imagined it would feel very much like this.

Which is why he sends a message to Klavier, inviting him to come over for the evening.]

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[It was amazing how trends had a tendency to change over time or be entirely different in other places. Klavier was aware of history to the extent that he knew most Victorian era women labored to stay out of direct sunlight. He couldn't recall if men were just as cautious, but they probably took some care as well.

As Lord Akeldama sits on the edge of the bed the prosecutor curls an arm around his waist. If nothing else he has a rather long reach.

And then prepare yourself for it, the man can sing, he has a rather glorious set of pipes...even if he is singing drunk and out of humor and in a bedroom where there was very little in the way of acoustics.]

No mater what you do you drive me crazy, I'd rather be alone-
But then I know my life would be so empty as soon as you have gone-

[He gives a pause.]

It's kind of like that since...well feelings are very difficult to arrange neatly sometimes, ja? Is he worth it...it's a complicated question. [One hand reaches up to a shoulder and if Lord Akeldama looked closely enough there were scars there, it looked like something with fangs had managed to sink their teeth into the ex-rocker, but Klavier had the tools and the money to fade scarring dramatically. He stroked his fingers meaningfully over the faded wounds.] It's mentally exhausting because he's a frustrating man, at the same time it's not easy getting someone out of your system when your feelings and emotions are so invested...hard to wash someone you love from your soul, Herr...and there are so few people who mean that much in my life. I would never say this to him though, he doesn't need to know that he has that kind of power. Besides it took me three years to get to this stage and I've seen people fall in love and get married in less time...

["Hard to wash someone you love from your soul." Lord Akeldama doesn't technically have a soul anymore, but Klavier's words still ring true with him. He sighs, leaning down to brush a kiss over Klavier's wounds, then against his forehead.]

Ah, but strudel, that just begs the question.

[He smiles very softly, his fingers trailing through Klavier's hair as he settles Klavier closer to him.] You would make quite a vampire, my dear.

[Klavier used that statement as an example, what he really meant was that it was difficult to rid yourself of someone when you're saturated by them.

The mark itself had nothing to do with Greed personally, but the community put the two of them in a virus where he was bitten by some kind of large, monstrous snake. This virus left him with a scar and a broken guitar.

Still, he welcomed the kisses and pulled Lord Akeldama down beside him listening again to the idea of becoming a supernatural.]

You think so...[Klavier still had his doubts. He liked having his creative talents and the sunlight...he liked that too. Not that he would mention it, instead he laid kisses in his blonde hair.]

[Oh, Lord A understood entirely.

He smiled when Klavier pulled him in, stretching out beside him and pulling him into his arms. He trails his fingers through Klavier's hair, smiling very faintly.]

I do think so, my dear.

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The only problem is...it's a bridge you can't un-burn, ja?

[And Klavier wasn't too keen on burning bridges especially since he liked versatility and being able to change things as he wished. On top of that he had no idea what being a vampire or a werewolf entailed.

In spite of that he scooped Lord Akeldama against him, nudging his chin with the tip of his nose.]

I'd probably disappoint in that capacity, but I wouldn't be against it if you wanted to drink from me now and then.

Such a waste. Ah, well.

[Lord A smiles and tucks Klavier back against his chest, kissing his neck lightly.]

I do appreciate the offer, my sweet.

[His hand smooths over Klavier's back and he kisses him lightly.] Now, my dear. I think you'd best rest.

There are some things I don't think I can survive without, Herr...

[Well, being pulled against Lord Akeldama's chest is comforting at least and he takes it upon himself to nudge his face into the other man's shoulder before craning his head to the side making the offer bona fide.]

I'm a pretty sure thing, you know.

[Klavier shivers a little bit, but it wasn't a reaction to cold, it was a natural reaction to having someone pet him. His own fingers trace the lines of his companion's neck and shoulder.] I think...this qualifies as resting...

[Lord A laughs slightly, only pressing another kiss to Klavier's neck, but not taking advantage.]

I don't believe it does, biscuit.

[Affectionately, pressing another soft kiss to Klavier's throat and stroking through his hair again.] Now close your eyes.

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Really...ah, but if I fall asleep that would ruin the visit...

[In truth Klavier would have allowed it sober as well, but he'd probably make the offer again once the effects of the alcohol wore off.

The ex-rocker did as was requested, however and allowed his eyes to shutter closed.]

So where will you go once I've fallen asleep?

Don't be silly, dear, you'll hardly ruin anything. [Lord A continues petting him, his arm staying around Klavier so that he can feel the weight of another person. Even if Lord A doesn't have the warmth of a regular human body, there must be some comfort in just being held.

Of course, it's been a very long time since anyone's held him while he slept.]

Would you like me to stay, spetzle?

Hm...this is your time to be awake though...isn't it...[Assuming that all vampires slept during the day and spent the nighttime hours awake.

Regardless, being held is comforting and the prosecutor endeavors to do the same thing, wrapping his arms around his host and pulling Lord Akeldama under the blankets with him.]

I wouldn't mind it if you do, beautiful. [And parroting Lord A's actions he combs his fingers through the other man's hair, brushing it back off his forehead.]

That's quite alright, my darling.

[He nuzzles against Klavier's cheek, smiling as he's pulled into bed with him. He certainly doesn't mind being held, after that exhusting discussion with Biffy.]

Then I'll stay with you, my love.

Hn...you have such a precious side...

[And of course that was the last thing the prosecutor managed to mumble before pulling the blankets around the both of them as tightly as he could manage, cocooning Lord A in with him.]

[Lord A laughs softly, shaking his head.]

Don't you tell anyone, or I'll have to have you killed.

[His voice is light, teasing, as he lets Klavier drift off, his arms around him.]

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