Valin and Ozzie
Valin is seated on an opulent chair, a glass of thick red wine in a small glass in his hand. A flask rests on the table beside him. He sips at the wine silently, many thoughts passing through his mind.
A timid, quiet knock can be heard on the door, accompanied by a quiet voice. "..you called for me...?"
Valin smiles, touching the wine with the tip one elegant finger. The way it pools about his fingertip it looks more like blood... "You may enter."
The door slowly opens, and Ozzie walks in, his eyes set on the ground. His walk is quite stiff, and it's obvious he's not very comfortable...that he's scared. "...i-is there something you need?"
Valin sets the wine onto the table beside him, licking that which had gathered upon his fingertip. Then he stands, now looking quite urbane. "Not need really..." He smiles, walking a little closer to Ozzie.
Ozzie slowly looks up, a fearful look in his eyes. "..t-then..why did you call me here..?"
Valin smiles, "Relax..." he runs his delicate fingers through Ozzie's brown locks, pushing them back from his face. "I don't bite..."
Ozzie twitches slightly. "....u-uh....." He takes a small step back. "..If you don't need anything..I'll just be going.." Quickly he turns, heading for the door.
Valin looks up, his silver eyes full of laughter. The door slams shut, the lock turning. "Why so eager to go..."
Ozzie turns around, his eyes wide. "..I just figured..if you don't need me here..I should get back to my work..."
Valin walks back over to the table, lifting an empty glass and filling it nearly to the brim with the crimson wine. He holds it out to Ozzie. "I simply want to enjoy the company of a fellow mage." A sly smile rests upon his lips.
Ozzie swallows, remaining where he is. "O-oh....."
Valin still holds the glass to Ozzie, "Take it," he laughs quietly, "What, do you think it's poisoned...? If I wanted to kill you, Ozzie, I assure you I could find a MUCH easier way to do so."
Ozzie gives a small nod, slowly walking forward and taking the glass. He remains silent, taking a small sip. "..thank you.."
Valin shrugs, his thin shoulders rising and falling nonchalantly. He seats himself again. He crosses his legs neatly, looking at Ozzie the way a cat looks at a crippled bird...
Ozzie gives Valin an uneasy glance, taking a large drink to try to relax somewhat.
Valin lowers the glass from his lips after taking a short sip. He runs his tongue over his lips, still watching the younger mage.
Ozzie swallows the big gulp, shrinking back slightly.
Valin stands, setting the cup down again. "Enough small talk." He doesn't notice as some of the wine spills over the glass' edge, running down his fingers.
Ozzie swallows, thinking to himself 'What small talk?'. He gives a meek nod.
Valin smirks, snatching both of Ozzie's wrists. The glass drops from the younger mage's fingers, shattering on the floor. He pins Ozzie against the back wall, pressing a firm, possibly painful kiss to the boy's lips.
Ozzie gives a sharp, though muffled yelp of pain and surprise, wriggling to try and get free from the other mage's grasp.
Valin smiles, pulling his lips from Ozzie's, though he still pins him to the wall. "Oh...and Ozzie...when I said I don't bite...." He presses his lips to
Ozzie's neck, kissing his cold flesh. "I lied..." He slowly bites into the tender skin of the mage's neck.
Ozzie gives another yelp, trying to pull away. "What are you doing?! L-let go of me!!!"
Valin raises his eyes, "Shut up..." he twists on of Ozzie's arms, "I'll try to make it good for you...but you have to behave yourself or..." he snaps the rigid bone without hesitation. "Well, you see..."
Ozzie cries out a pain, a few tears streaming down his cheeks. He shudders slightly. "...p-please...let go..."
Valin once again kisses him in an offensive manor, hushing the boy silently. "Behave," he repeats quietly as he once again moves from the kiss.
Ozzie shudders, watching with wide eyes. "p-please..." he chokes out.
Valin laughs quietly, "When I tell you to behave, you will behave. Or you'll regret it, Ozzie."
Ozzie swallows, after a moment giving a small nod. "Y-yes.........."
Valin nods, "That's better..." he releases his wrists, his hands moving to Ozzie's shirt.
Ozzie is shuddering, not moving even though he's been released. A few tears stream down his cheeks as he watches Valin. "..w-what are you going to do...?"
Valin smiles, revealing strangely elongated canines, now smeared with crimson. He lifts Ozzie's chin with one hand, "I said I'll make it good for you," he says softly.
Ozzie makes a small choking sound. "...why can't..you go bother someone else...?"
"Because I like you Ozzie....a lot."
Ozzie shakes his head quickly, suddenly dashing to the door.
Valin doesn't even turn to watch him, "The door is locked, Ozzie."
Ozzie yanks at the door handle, banging on the wood. "Lemmie out!!!"
Valin sighs, shaking his head. He works a slight spell, stripping Ozzie of his voice. "Why do you want to do this the hard way...."
Ozzie kicks at the door, after a moment turning around with wide eyes. He shrinks back against, the wall, continuing to shake his head.
Valin watches him, "I love your voice, Ozzie...but I can't return it to you until you behave...."
Ozzie slowly sits down, his back against the wall. His body still shudders as his wide eyes cautiously watch Valin..
Valin walks over to Ozzie, kneeling by him, "Ozzie...beautiful Ozzie..."
Ozzie shivers, swallowing. He clutches his broken arm tightly.
Valin pins him against the door, kissing the base of his neck.
Ozzie, after a moment, finally relaxes, his body almost going completely limp.
Valin smiles, "Hai.....better...."
Ozzie closes his eyes tightly, remaining still.
~*~
Ozzie shivers again, his eyes wearily opening. He wipes away a few of the tears that still linger on his lashes. "Ow....."
~Owari~
Valin is sleeping still beneath the thin sheets of his bed. His clothes, as well as Ozzie’s are pilled sloppily upon the floor.
Ozzie shakily sits up, watching the other mage silently. He runs a few shaking fingers through his messy hair.
Valin stirs quietly, turning in his sleep.
Ozzie slowly slides out of the bed, quickly re-adorning his clothes, though he has a tough time because of his arm. He lets out a tiny yelp as he bends it the wrong way.
Valin opens one eye, smiling, "Good morning."
Ozzie tenses, stopping in the middle of dressing. "G-good morning...."
Valin is apparently very pleased and he shifts, stretching.
Ozzie bites his lip, finally getting his broken arm through the sleeve and pulling the shirt over his sore body. He says nothing.
Valin picks up the half-full glass from the bedside tabletop, sitting in the wrinkled sheets of his bed as he takes a long sip. "Whatever is the matter Ozzie?"
Ozzie slowly shakes his head. "..n-nothing...nothing..is wrong..." he murmurs.
Valin smiles, "Surely you don't think I believe that....."
Ozzie slowly takes a step back. "..everything is fine."
Valin raises an eyebrow, "Oh?"
Ozzie nods. "...yes...f-fine....."
Valin takes a long sip of the crimson liquid, "Tell me what's the matter.:
Ozzie frowns slightly for a moment. 'Just make him happy...make him happy..' He manages to force a smile. "Just a bit sore is all...maybe next time you could be a little bit more gentle, huh?"
Valin laughs a little, "As you wish...I get carried away you understand.”
Ozzie gives a small nod, swallowing.
Valin lifts his hand to Ozzie, "Come here."
Ozzie does as he is told as calmly as he can manage.
Valin takes Ozzie's hand, holding it with care. Apparently he has taken Ozzie's words seriously.
Ozzie watches the other mage in silence.
Valin kisses his hand, "I didn't intend to hurt you..."
Ozzie swallows. "..a-alright...."
Valin strokes Ozzie's brown locks with one hand, "You're very beautiful...I didn't mean to hurt you," he says again.
Ozzie gains a slight blush. "T-thanks...."
Valin smiles, releasing his hand. "You may go," he says, "Unless you'd prefer to stay." with that, he lays back down.
Ozzie gives a small nod before exiting. "..good day..." He quickly closes the door behind him.