There would always be a little bit of guilt for how violently Matthew had reacted but Maria had fucked with his head and stolen a bit of his heart into her pocket with kindness in the shadow of Phoebe's violence and over-whelming insanity.
"We do tend to find those.. less stable then the rest. A curse.. A blessing if you can get them in the sack," Matt said, letting out a low whistle. Dark eyes watched Dorian move, his knees spreading slightly to better view his nephew and his seeming plea.
It felt a bit like they were in the old world, and Alexander was swearing fealty again.
"We do indeed," he replied softly, nodding in confirmation at the knowledge. The suggestion was taken well and with a gentle, approving smile as he sat forward to prop his elbows on his knees.
"This I can agree to. I would see her with you if I could, but she's.. Well, I am sure she's offered you the same thing she's offered me. I smell you on her, and we cannot argue the higher power of her blood and.. frankly, her love. Perhaps, instead of neither of us staking claim, we should both do so. As ours. We're careful enough to avoid each other's triggers, and she need not know we're so.. inclined, if we don't wish her to.."
Maria had known what she was doing when she played her games. She got them both ensnared wanting what Phoebe had stolen so violently.
"Yes, but the less stable, tend to be the more beautiful. Just look at us." Okay, Dorian was pretty stable before Phoebe but, he counts himself. Dorian looked up at Matthew like he was praying to a saint. Admiration in those green eyes.
"And if I ever again cross you, please grant me my pants before you beat me senseless?" He asked in a joking tone. That was the worst part was running nude from the house. Better nude than at the anger of the other.
Dorian was utterly close to Matthew as the other leaned on his knees, the younger looking at him like he was the best thing ever. "She has indeed, she is kind to help us." He nodded, his curls bouncing as Matthew spoke his wisdom. "Yes, exactly. This sounds agreeable... though, I have smelled others on her, and that two must be ignored with what this world does. For now, it seems we must throw the old rules out."
Were it anyone else, Matthew's mind would definitely be going dirty places, but Alexander felt more like he was pledging loyalty then begging for a cock in his mouth. As pretty as that sight would be.
Matt laughed, reaching out to cup Dori's face softly and briefly before pulling his hand back.
"As have I. I wonder what they will think of such.. kindness on her behalf, but every time I've asked her, she's overwhelmed me with assurances that she will fight for our rights." To party. "Our.. goodness. I'm not sure how to take it."
He was pledging loyalty, but who knew, with this place maybe one day he would. For now, his mind is closed to it. Hes seen Matthew's cock enough as it was. Nice cock as they go.
Dorian nuzzled the hand a moment before Matt could take it away, he was always starved for affection. He starves himself of it.
"She has no idea yet, she hasn't seen how people can truly hate us, I fear if it truly comes to us or her new lover, we will have to let her go. For now, we can just take it in stride." He survived losing Kathrine, he could survive this to.
It would be a lie to say Matthew wouldn't enjoy it; his hand brushed lovingly against Alexander regardless and welcomed the nuzzle in kind he received. It was one of the reasons he hugged Dori so much and so openly. The man needed some care.
"She hasn't seen how we truly are, not yet," he sighed. That shoe had yet to drop and when it did, they'd have to deal with it.
"But until then, we shall hold onto her. I'm not so keen on giving up on her without a complaint."
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"We do tend to find those.. less stable then the rest. A curse.. A blessing if you can get them in the sack," Matt said, letting out a low whistle. Dark eyes watched Dorian move, his knees spreading slightly to better view his nephew and his seeming plea.
It felt a bit like they were in the old world, and Alexander was swearing fealty again.
"We do indeed," he replied softly, nodding in confirmation at the knowledge. The suggestion was taken well and with a gentle, approving smile as he sat forward to prop his elbows on his knees.
"This I can agree to. I would see her with you if I could, but she's.. Well, I am sure she's offered you the same thing she's offered me. I smell you on her, and we cannot argue the higher power of her blood and.. frankly, her love. Perhaps, instead of neither of us staking claim, we should both do so. As ours. We're careful enough to avoid each other's triggers, and she need not know we're so.. inclined, if we don't wish her to.."
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"Yes, but the less stable, tend to be the more beautiful. Just look at us." Okay, Dorian was pretty stable before Phoebe but, he counts himself. Dorian looked up at Matthew like he was praying to a saint. Admiration in those green eyes.
"And if I ever again cross you, please grant me my pants before you beat me senseless?" He asked in a joking tone. That was the worst part was running nude from the house. Better nude than at the anger of the other.
Dorian was utterly close to Matthew as the other leaned on his knees, the younger looking at him like he was the best thing ever. "She has indeed, she is kind to help us." He nodded, his curls bouncing as Matthew spoke his wisdom. "Yes, exactly. This sounds agreeable... though, I have smelled others on her, and that two must be ignored with what this world does. For now, it seems we must throw the old rules out."
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Matt laughed, reaching out to cup Dori's face softly and briefly before pulling his hand back.
"As have I. I wonder what they will think of such.. kindness on her behalf, but every time I've asked her, she's overwhelmed me with assurances that she will fight for our rights." To party. "Our.. goodness. I'm not sure how to take it."
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Dorian nuzzled the hand a moment before Matt could take it away, he was always starved for affection. He starves himself of it.
"She has no idea yet, she hasn't seen how people can truly hate us, I fear if it truly comes to us or her new lover, we will have to let her go. For now, we can just take it in stride." He survived losing Kathrine, he could survive this to.
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"She hasn't seen how we truly are, not yet," he sighed. That shoe had yet to drop and when it did, they'd have to deal with it.
"But until then, we shall hold onto her. I'm not so keen on giving up on her without a complaint."