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Title: Other Worlds ----------------------------------------------------------- [Chapter
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[Chapter 4] --------------------------------------------------------------- Sean lay back caressing Viggo's arm idly while his thoughts swirled. Poets spoke of such unions, but he'd never believed in it. Romantic delusion was all it was he had thought. Unit now. He didn't wish to leave this place, leave Viggo's side. Sean stared at the ceiling and rubbed his lips together, experimentally. Viggo's taste was still there-a taste he would never forget if he lived one hundred lifetimes of man. Sean had never known such tenderness and passion before, nor believed that he required it. He was a slayer, Zmey. Such things were not important, then again his parents did. Their bond had been so strong they had given up part of themselves to be whole together. That is how they put it, even though they lost part of themselves they gained the whole in the other. His mother had given up being a sorceress his father gave up the will of his blood, to remain human forever. Thinking about them, and about what he was feeling for this man he hardly knew brought such a pang, such a wrench of longing his chest felt tight as if he might drown. Viggo curled against him and kissed his jaw. "You make me want." Sean whispered his voice thick. Viggo smiled. "Isn't that a good thing?" Viggo asked wondering why Sean seemed so sad about that. "You make me need in ways I've never needed. That is dangerous to a slayer." Sean whispered and Viggo curled closer to him. "We both lead dangerous lives." Viggo whispered. "We will do this, together Sean. Not to save my world, or save your world, but to save those poor women and that little girl. I have to believe that good will somehow overcome evil, Sean. I'm a cop, I have to believe that or what I do for a living isn't a waste." Viggo answered suspecting Sean was worried about them working as a team after this. Sean sighed and Viggo raised up on his elbow to look down at him. "We need a plan and we need food." He added after his stomach growled. Sean laughed. "Alright." They got up and dressed and then Viggo switched the TV to the news to see if there was anything about missing women, or serial killers on the loose. He started to call in a pizza order then remembered it wasn't just his taste that had to be satisfied. "Is there anything you don't like to eat?" Viggo asked as he picked up the cordless phone. "I don't care for the meat of the ground hog." Sean answered and Viggo let out a quick, huffing laugh. "Uh yeah no ground hogs." Viggo grabbed a couple of beers and handed one to Sean while they waited on the pizza. He dropped down on the couch and stretched out. "Will Altinor set up a lair of some kind?" Viggo asked. "Yes, below ground." Sean answered sliding to the floor in a smooth movement that made Viggo grin. He hadn't met anyone quite so graceful but at the same time powerful. "They like the dark, they may not choose the subway this time, are there other tunnels here?" Sean continued then stopped. "What?" "You. I like listening to you talk, your voice." Viggo answered smiling. Sean smiled in return. "I too enjoy your voice as well, I find it arousing." Viggo thought he might actually have blushed. "Arousing? Well, never been told that before." "Good, I would be upset if another felt this with you." Sean answered. He knew it was ridiculous but Viggo felt as if his heart just dissolved at the jealous tone Sean had. Once the pizza arrived Sean was happy to be eating. He hadn't realized how hungry he actually was. The food was strange but quite good. "Is this a staple in your world?" Sean asked waving his slice around a bit. Viggo laughed. "Depends on who you ask, some call it comfort food." "Comfort food. Interesting." Sean stated then took another bite. Sean looked toward the window. "It will be dark soon. Then we hunt again." Viggo nodded.
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