[Event] is on his way to church to meet Lovino. :/ Honestly. The Italian was so paranoid.
isn't paranoid dammit. He's already there, looking for Roderich.
spots that glasses human from before..huh.
Austria
is
trying to be as quick as possible, but even then, it isn't very quick. :/
Lovino
is
waating.
moves forward, pushing him up against a streetlamp "Well hey there. Long time no see"
gasps softly. God. He hated being wrong. "You're back for more? How's your arm?"
smirks "Good as new. All I had to do was drink a few humans dry."
glares at him. "Let go of me."
grins "Where's your boyfriend now, hm? I can drain one more human today, you know..."
[fuck. as Gilbert. kay?]
smirks faintly. "You can try." He has a rosary around his neck, hidden under his shirt.
Lovino
is
getting fucking paranoid to where he could be. "Roderich?"
goes to close a hand around his neck and pulls back, hissing when he's burned. A rosary? "prepared, aren't you?"
smiles, quite victorious. "Honestly? No. I was going to attend church. Don't flatter yourself."
's eye twitches. "Well there's nothing fun there. Let's save you the trouble, hm?" His hand closes around the rosary, gritting his teeth in_
_pain before ripping it off the other's neck.
swears, looking around and dipping into a few alleys "Roderich?"
ducks from under him and makes a run for it, idly mourning his rosary. That had been a gift!
snarls, going after him and shoving him back against the wall. "Ready to lose your head?"
turns a corner and swears when he sees that albino again. "Get the fuck away from him!"
Austria
hates
this. It was like annoying de ja vu. "You'll lose yours, first, I'm afraid."
swears. Why did Elyse have to pick such an annoying fledgling? Why? "Fuck, not you again..."
tries to rip the other away from Roderich. "Fuck off, what the hell is your problem!"
- "Alright. Seeing as you've been caught with your hand in my cookie jar again, let's just.. leave this be. Let's go, Lovino."
finds this extremely annoying. He shoves Lovino away and stalks off. BT
glares at him, finally turning back to Roderich. "Are you okay?"
nods, sighing. "Can't say the same for the rosary you gave me last Christmas."
scowls at that. "I got that rosary from Italy, dammit..." he sighs "Well as long as you're alright"
- "I'm fine. But if you say 'I told you so' I just might hit you."
smiles faintly at that "Well it goes without saying, amore"
huffs. "Let's go." BT
faintly wonders why that vampire who is obviously stronger, refuses to hurt him.
doesn't know, but he's glad. He doesn't want Lovino hurt.
could care less for himself. He doesn't want Roderich hurt. That would be the worst. "Here we are." The cathedral he had been waiting at.
looks up at the impressive church. "Can you walk inside?" He asked softly, suddenly very nervous.
pauses "I don't know...I've never tried." He carefully reaches out to hold the door handle..nothing.
[FUCK xD I mean Lovi]
(xDD s'fine, hun.)
Austria
is
tense. "... M-maybe you should just wait outside.."
Lovino
wants
to know though. "I'll be fine..." Hopefully. He opens the door and carefully steps inside..nothing. He sighs in relief. "See?"
sighs in relief as well, his heart was thudding harshly against his chest as he steps in after him. "Good.."
pauses "Oi..we've never been in a church together, have we?" It was oddly familiar.
furrows his eyebrows. "No, I don't think." Never. Why did it feel like he had?
hums "Oh.." Maybe it was all in his head.
[shit xD]
(xD so smooth.)
[Shhh]
walks down the long aisle, past the pews as he walks over to the fountain they had filled with holy water.
glances around, following him.
pulls out the empty water bottle he'd brought along in his bag and opens it, carefully filling it to the brim.
takes a few steps away >>;;
glances at him. "Sorry." He twists the cap back on and slips it back into his bag.
shakes his head "No, you need that crap.."
- "So you say." He sighs.
quirks an eyebrow "Because getting attacked by the same albino freak twice doesn't count for anything"
rolls his eyes. "Alright, can we go now?"
sighs and heads down the aisle "You're sure we've never been here together?" It was bothering him..
- "I'm quite sure. I would have remembered."
figured. "Si, of course..."
follows him out of the church.
Lovino
is
glad he didn't burst into flames. "I know you have the holy water, but you'll let me walk you home, si?"
chuckles. "Yes, of course."
hasn't seen his home, actually.. "Grazie." He reaches forward for his hand.
blushes a little but he let's him take his hand, lacing their fingers together. "I don't believe you've ever seen the inside."
shakes his head "I havn't. Think I'd get to see it?
"
- "If you would like."
would "Si, if it's not too much trouble"
smiles. He leads the way up the stairs to his apartment and unlocks it. "Sir," He bows low, gesturing for the Italian to walk in first.
would blush. He grabs Roderich's wrist and gently tugs him inside.
chuckles softly, closing the door behind them.
gazes around. It was so..homey. He liked it.
sets his bag down. "This is the kitchen." He gestures to the small kitchen. "And this is the dining area slash living room."
looks to him "Do you have a piano here too?"
nods. He walks over to the second bedroom where he kept all his instruments and books. "Here."
blinks. "You can play more than just the piano?"
nods. "Yes."
didn't know that. "Like what?" He inspects the other instruments.
- "Violin, cello, flute, clarinet, harp, harpischord, guitar... most of the percussion instruments."
blinks "Wow..I didn't know. Why didn't you tell me? The bistro could use violin, or..anything else you wanted to play"
- "I didn't think it was necessary."
think it would have been nice though. "Don't you get bored of only playing piano all day?"
shakes his head. "I adore the piano." He smiles, running his fingers lightly over the smooth, black surface.
smiles faintly at that. "Ah well. That's good..that you can do something you love all day"
chuckles. "And get paid for it."
laughs softly at that "Get paid generously for it. With tips, when your jar doesn't have annoying phone numbers in it"
smiles. "It isn't as though I've ever actually called any of said numbers."
should hope not. "Si, I know..." He just had a little bit of a jealously issue.
*jealousy]
smiles. "It's quite adorable that you're jealous." He gestures for him to follow him. "I'll show you the bedroom."
huffs softly "I'm not jealous..." >//>
- "No? You could have fooled me."
scowls a little. "Just..where's your room?" >///> He wasn't that jealous. He'd just kill anyone that went near Roderich..
stifles a laugh as he opens his bedroom door, stepping inside. It was simple. Four poster bed with violet, silk canopy. -
-the sheets in black silk. There were various sheets of music pinned to the walls in a clutter that was almost tasteful.
- "Nothing special." Not compared to Lovino's bedroom.
Lovino
thinks
it's amazing. "Wow..." He walks in, gazing around, inspecting the sheet music a little. It was very...Roderich.
smiles. "It's a little messy." The walls, anyway. Everything else was spotless and tidy.
doesn't think it's a mess at all. "You know how to play all of this?" He gestured to the music..
- "I composed it myself." He bit his lip shyly.
stares at him in awe "Really?"
fidgets slightly. "Y-yes, It's nothing really."
Lovino
thinks
it's amazing. "Can you play it for me?"
blushes. "Why would you want to hear it? It isn't very good, really."
-"Everything you play is...mozzafiato. Why would this be any different?"
- "Because everything I play is composed by great people."
raises an eyebrow "Well I think you're a great person."
blushes. "I mean... like Mozart."
hums "Who says you're not as good as him?"
blushes. "Goodness... I would never be as good as him."
smiles a little "I think you'd be better than him"
blushes further. "If only."
sits on the edge of his bed. "So little faith.."
- "It isn't. It's just the truth." He smiles at the Italian." But thank you."
shrugs "I'm only telling the truth. They were old when they got famous. If you can play all their songs and make your own, why not?"
sits beside Lovino. "I suppose."
kisses his cheek "Si, it's true"
smiles. "Thank you."
gazes around "I like your room...It looks..lived in. Neat, but lived in"
smiles. "... Yes, I tend to live in my apartment often."
can tell. "Roderich..."
- "Yes?"
pauses, averting his eyes "Ah..do you mind if I stay? I can be on the couch, just..." He didn't feel like going back to his house where it_
_was really just him. That, and the bistro was closed, and downstairs smelled like..death and money. :/
- "Of course." He smiled. "And there's no need for you to stay on the couch. There's more than enough room in my bed."
nods at that, blushing lightly. "Si, grazie..." >///>
smiles. "Did you want dinner?" ... Oh. "I mean.. Force of habit." He couldn't eat food.
smiles a little at that. "It's fine. I'm alright anyways, I think I feed from you enough, hm?"
- "I meant actual food, actually. I just forget that you can't." He ruffled the others hair before standing up and heading-
-out to the kitchen.
flushes darkly, stifling a small gasp. Dio...he had forgotten about his curl "O-oh..." >///>
didn't realize he'd done anything. >>;
Lovino
is
trying to pretend nothing happened >////>
Austria
is
in the kitchen anyway. D:
Lovino
is
calming himself down, dammit >///<
- "Lovino?"
clears his throat, taking a breath. "S-si?"
- "You can join me in the kitchen if you'd like. There's no need for you to hide in my bedroom."
stands, straightening himself out. "Coming!" He glances in a mirror before joining him in the kitchen >///>
Austria
is
preparing a sandwich and some salad for himself. "Is everything alright?"
nods. "Si, why wouldn't it be?"
- "You sounded rushed."
shakes his head. not trusting himself to speak >>;;
blinks as he goes back to tossing his salad.
watches him. The one thing he missed more than anything is being able to eat food...
glances over at him. "... Sorry. Um, you don't have to be here. You can watch t.v. if you want." ><
shakes his head "No, it's fine, Do you need help with anything? I do tend to take over for the chef you know.."
- "I'm just preparing a salad, really. Unless you wanted to make my sandwich for me."
can do that "Si. What do you want on it?"
- "Ham, cheese, lettuce and tomato. No onion. Light mayo with some jalapeno's if there are any, I don't remember. No crust and cut in half-
-please."
memorizes the other quick enough, pulling ingredients from the fridge. "Si. Do you want the bread toasted?"
shakes his head as he goes to wash some cherry tomatoes for his salad. He's very picky about his sandwiches.
doesn't see a problem with that. He washes the tomato and lettuce, pulling a knife from the drawer.
- "Be careful." He smiled at the other. Seeing as he was finished with his salad, he went to grab a plate.
smiles a little at that as he slices the tomato. "Or I might cut myself, and you might attack for my blood?"
laughs softly. "I'm only saying."
shifts to kiss his cheek "Well grazie, for your worry"
smiles. "You're welcome." He leans against the counter to watch him.
slices up some jalepeno he found, not pasting on much mayo at all.
- "Did you want a bite as well?" He asked softly. He'd had a big lunch, so he figured it was okay.
pauses, looking up at him "Are you sure?"
nods. "I don't mind."
nods hesitantly. "Si...after you finish eating"
smiles. "I'll eat as soon as you're finished with my sandwich." He laughed.
smiles a little, finishing it off and cutting the crust, "There you go."
smiles and serves himself some side salad before heading to the table. "Thank you."
starts to put away the ingredients. "Anytime, hm? I still owe you a pasta dinner"
chuckles. "Maybe tomorrow."
Lovino
thinks
that sounds good "My place or yours?"
- "Wherever you wish."
knows his kitchen better, but the staff always tried to help :/
"Is yours okay?"
"Is yours okay?"
- "I don't mind."
nods "Grazie." He liked Roderich's house better anyways.
knew for a fact that Lovino liked his apartment better.
Lovino
wonders
how he knew that.
can tell.
Lovino
is
glad he doesn't mind then.
would never mind. He finished his dinner in silence, leaving behind most of the salad.
notices that "Not in the mood for it anymore?"
shakes his head, "Full of cherry tomatoes and water." He smiled.
Lovino
loves
cherry tomatoes...any kind of tomato, really... "Ah, I see..."
goes to wash the dishes. Lovino seemed tense.
isn't! He finishes putting everything away, and looks around for something else to do.
laughs softly.
watches him, confused. "What's so funny?"
- "You." After washing the dishes he walks over to the Italian, easily closing the distance between them, hands sliding up his chest-
-and coming to rest on his shoulders.
makes a startled noise, but quick to kiss him back, hands sliding around his waist to pull him close. He wasn't funny :/
Austria
thinks
he's amusing sometimes. He smiles against his lips.
Lovino
is
still a little awkward about trying not to cut him with his fangs. He gently prods for entrance, one hand sliding up into his hair.
parts his lips for him. He didn't really mind the fangs at all.
doesn't want to cut him. He slides his tongue against Roderich's, pulling him closer.
shyly rubs his tongue against Lovino's, holding on to him tightly.
carefully slips his hand underneath Roderich's shirt, sliding up his spine as he sighs into the kiss.
arches his back a little. He drapes his arms over Lovino's shoulders, pressing closer against his body.
presses him back against the counter, hands exploring his chest now, running over the lines and curves, brushing over his nipples.
[see? It's by chance that my characters always smut in the kitchen. I blame Roddy, personally]
(You can't blame Roddy. :/)
shivers a little under his cool touch, breath catching in his throat a little as he moved to rid Lovino of his shirt.
[Well he always gets molested in the kitchen]
pulls back enough to discard his shirt, tugging at Roderich's.
pulls off his vest first before tugging his own shirt off, blushing faintly.
(And that's his fault? XD Not my fault your characters are handsy.)
[it just happened that way -w-]
Lovino
thinks
he needs to get Roderich to stop wearing so many layers. His eyes roam the other's body, dipping down to press kisses along his chest.
bites back a sound, fingers curling in his hair for an instant before his fingers moved to lightly tease the front of Lovino's pants.
gasps softly, moving back up to Roderich's neck quickly, fangs grazing the skin. "Roderich, per favore. Can I..."
licks his lips, nodding quickly. "Go ahead."
doesn't waste much time in sinking his fangs into the skin, drinking greedily from his neck, everything becoming that much more pleasurable.
cries out in pleasure, the sound sharp and unrestrained as he dug his fingers into the Italian's shoulder.
moans into his neck loudly, still drinking as his hands fumble, tugging the Austrian's pants off his hips.
steps out of his pants, panting as he ran his finger nails along the others back.
[private? xD]
(Yus. xD Geez. isn't this like our third this week?)
[...Indeed]