AU: I Do It All For You (Vampire AU, Phoenix)

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Well.....that was a tough night. Week. Whatever. How long had it been since he'd last been home?

Yes, to all you losers out there who thought that Oriel the vampire was just an insane, crazy, mad"man" hell-bent on world domination(although he certainly is that). This modern nos not only ditched the slinking and stalking in the back alley traditions, and tossed away the dependency on his fine vampire skills(and looks, by the way) in favor of more effective murdering and slaughtering methods, but he also had himself a rather nice apartment in the middle of the city, to which he frequented.....not all that frequently, to be honest.

Oriel wasn't stupid and he was certainly capable of learning from the failures of his so-called "kin" in how to be the most productive in the modern world. To get anywhere in life(or death) including across country to kill various power-holding fools, one needed money. To get money, one had to have a trade, something to offer, something that people were willing to part with their well earned Benjamin for. Easiest way Oriel found was A. Savings. Interest. After all, he was going to live forever, he had the time to wait for the interest to build up. B. Stocks. People loved those things and if you were a shareholder in a good number of the right ones, those dollars multiplied pretty quick. C. Schemes. Coning people right out of their bills was a lot easier than one might think, especially when they thought you had the best to offer. Get-rich-quick pyramid schemes were his favorite, but insurance scams worked as well. Like phony insurance companies that promised then denied coverage, then disappeared in a fly-by-mid-afternoon operation.

Combine all these with about a dozen fake SS numbers, an equal number of passports, citizenship in at least 10 different countries, faked birth certificates, diplomas, even death certificates of his "grandfather" who happened to look bizarrely similar to the "entrepreneur".....well, Oriel could continue living like this for a long time.

His apartment was quaint compared to what he could have provided, but it was important to keep a low profile. Oriel rarely ran any of his scams out of it, for fear of it being traced back there. As bloodthirsty as he was sometimes, Oriel did have something to protect. Or rather someone.

Oriel had cleaned himself up after his most recent battle with a particularly tenacious hunter before he dared to go home. He didn't want to worry his little pixie unnecessarily. He ditched his weapons in a storage locker, before flagging down a taxi to take him back to the complex. He'd timed it well, it would be morning soon and that was something Oriel didn't want to get caught in. He turned the key in the door and stepped inside, anticipating a much welcome and very well missed greeting from his pet.

"Phoenix?" he called out into the room, bending down to pick up the kitten that had come to rub up against his leg. Was he home?

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It was always so quiet while his Lord was away...

Fortunately, Phoenix had the company of his precious collection of cats and kittens (not a huge amount, but four were enough to keep him happy) to keep him happy while Oriel was off on his travels, doing who-knew-what with his super vampire-y powers and needs. Phen didn't like it when he had to go, but he knew it was necessary, so he'd developed a good amount of patience over the... Very long time he had spent with the guy.

The Fae kept himself busy by doing stereotypical housewife tasks - cleaning, vacuuming, cooking, the like. He'd prepared a special batch of blood popsicles for his lover when he got back home, and had been chilling them in the freezer since the night previous. When he left the apartment, it was usually to go shopping with the large sums of money that Oriel had accumulated over the years. Phoenix didn't but a lot, and nothing very expensive, but he didn't feel bad about buying little trinkets or house decor or other things to keep him entertained during his lonely hours. No matter what he did, he longed for Oriel's presence, but it was all worth it when the vampire came home from a long trip.

It was no different today. As soon as Phen heard the turn of the lock, he was on his feet, darting as fast as his skinny legs could take him to glomp onto his precious man.

"Orielll!" he squealed, being careful not to squish the kitten, Snickerdoodle, between them. Phen clung onto his lover with giddy relief for several moments before finally pulling away, practically glowing with happiness. His wings fluttered happily behind him, so much that he nearly floated above the ground. He was dressed in nothing more than a sweatshirt with too-long sleeves that hit him about mid-thigh, and fuzzy socks that he often slipped around on on the hardwood floors. "I miiissed you," he cooed, catching Oriel's face in his hands. "Are you hurt? Are you hungry? I made some treats for you, if you want anything."

Of course, he would offer himself as a snack if that was what the boy wanted. It was obvious by the tilt of his neck, baring the tawny-skinned flesh that was so often riddled with punctures. Fortunately, his quick healing made them disappear rather quickly, but he wouldn't have minded anyway.

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Oriel greeted his beloved fairy with open arms, tightening them around Phoenix's thin frame as he fell into the vampire's large embrace. Fuck, he missed this. He never even realized how much so until he returned from his long bouts of absence. Oriel didn't even know how long he'd been gone this time. Or the previous one. Oriel was never very good at keeping track of the time. Time was inconsequential when you had an eternity to do everything. But every time he returned to the quaint apartment, he felt the guilt and loneliness twofold upon seeing his winged lover, as he wondered just how long he'd left Phoenix alone this time. "I'm sorry," he whispered, burying his face into the faeling's neck. "I left you alone again."

While he indeed felt the urge to pierce the neck and feed from his lover, Oriel held himself back, not wanting to seem selfish in front of Phoenix. "I already ate, actually," he lied, pulling away with a smile. "But thank you….why don't you show me the treats you made anyway?" Oriel might take one, at least.

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Phoenix had grown used to the long absences over time. They weren't particularly fun, and he often worried that Oriel might be hurt or sick or lost, but Oriel always came back to him. Always. That was what drove Phen; his was utterly and overwhelmingly in love with the guy, and seeing him after a long time made him feel alive and warm and tingly and wonderful. "It's okay," he chirped, overly cheerful now that he was back in Oriel's embrace. "I keep myself busy. I redecorated the bedroom, I hope that's okay... Oh! And I got some paintings done. And sold some stuff at the market." In all his free time, Phoenix had become quite the baker; he had numerous recipes he could whip out with ease.

He nodded as Oriel said he ate, fluttering across the kitchen to the refrigerator. "I got different blood types this time, I wasn't sure which you would prefer," he gushed, reaching up and tugging open the freezer portion to pull out the tray of frozen bloodsicles. Phen smiled and held them out to his lover, wings twitching excitedly. "We can save them for later though, if you want." And by 'we' he meant Oriel, because no way was Phoenix even going to try eating such a thing. He'd grown used to Oriel's feeding habits over time, even adjusted some of his recipes especially for the man, but he stuck to a strict-ish diet himself.

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Phoenix was…his anchor. If it wasn't for the him, for his desire to see the pixie and provide for him, for wanting too keep him happy….it was likely that Oriel would never come home. He probably wouldn't even have one. While he'd thought of bringing the fae with him on his travels several times, and he had indeed done so back when they first found each other, Oriel had quickly learned how dangerous it was for the pixie. Not just dangerous, but emotionally taxing as well. Oriel couldn't concentrate on his fights, on his goals, when Phoenix was around, and he couldn't afford to let him take care of himself while on their travels. So Oriel decided after a time to find his partner a semi-permanent place to live, a place where they both could come home to, while Oriel left on his missions.

Though every time he left he worried about what might happen to Phoenix while he was gone. How long was Oriel going to be gone this time? What if he didn't come back, what would happen to Phoenix then? Would he simply wait forever, for a lover that was never coming home? Oriel didn't deserve such loyalty. If only Phoenix knew what he was doing, what he was trying to achieve during his long periods of leaving him behind.

Oriel smiled. "It sound like it," he said with a laugh. He followed his lover to the kitchen and beamed down at the frozen blood-pops that Phoenix had prepared for him. "Wow…those look…smell delicious. I'll have one now, then save the rest." Oriel could smell the blood, despite its frozen state. He took one up and took a sample. "It tastes great," he said, smiling from behind the frozen treat. "Phoenix, you said you did some paintings?" Oriel took a quick seat at the breakfast bar. "Can I see them?"

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Phoenix was not built for travel. He could fly some distances with his wings, but he tired easily, and moving from place to place stressed him out. It was better this way, even if it was hard sometimes to say goodbye (okay, hard every time). Still... He was fairly certain he would know if Oriel got into serious danger through their bond, and hoped that he would be able to help somehow if he needed to. And besides, Oriel was strong, and brave, and could do a whole lot more than Phen could himself. Phoenix could make himself trip up the stairs, and often did on a regular basis; he'd probably be dead without the vampire's protection and help.

He was also convinced Oriel's journeys were only for business and his own needs. Phen didn't ask a lot of questions about it; he trusted Oriel completely, and didn't expect that he was doing anything bad at all (apart from what he had to... He was a vampire, after all.)

Phoenix giggled at Oriel's reactions to the icy treats he'd made, his cheeks heating up happily with pride. "Okay!" he agreed, holding the tray up so Oriel could take one before popping the tray back in the freezer. He grinned as his lover ate it, wrapping his arms around Oriel's waist and nuzzling his face into that broad, hard chest. "I'm glad you like them~" he purred. A creamy short-furred cat appeared at their feet and weaved between them before going on its way, meowing in annoyance until Phen reached up and set her food down. "Mmm? Oh, yeah, sure!" he replied to Oriel, skipping away to his crafting room and coming back a few minutes later with a couple of canvases. One was of a picture he'd taken outside their window over the city; the other was of Oriel, a pleasant image of his lover with a smile on his face. "I get a lot of muse when you're gone," Phoenix mumbled, looking bashfully at the floor. "It makes me miss you less."

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Oriel didn't start this whole plot for world domination until about a century after he'd met Phoenix. It was around that time that he started hiding the fairy out in homes that were either out of the way or right in the ticket of the cities. Before, it was mostly just running from place to place. Living, surviving. Avoiding the hunters, fighting against them. Oriel always had to be protecting Phoenix during those times. While the pixie might have been blessed with a life just as long as Oriel's death, he was far more vulnerable to the weapons of man. And there wasn't a violent bone in Phoenix's body, so he was no good in a fight.

That's when he got this idea. His reasoning, if Oriel could rid the world of all who would stand against him, then he could turn it into a utopia for his beloved and give it to him ripe on a silver platter, so to speak. Then they wouldn't have to hide out anymore. A perfect world would be one where there were no hunters killing his kind, no vampires who needlessly slaughtered humans, no conflict between the other supernatural races either…..

Phoenix didn't need to know what he was doing or how he was doing it. So Oriel rarely ever talked about his "business" while he was home. This wasn't a time for that anyway. He just wanted to live in this surreal happiness that the two of them shared…until Oriel had to go away again.

Oriel grinned pleasantly as he watched Phoenix scuttle to the other room and retrieve his paintings, suckling on the bloodsickle with glee. He took a generous bite of it once Phoenix returned and started showing off his pictures. "These…are really good." Seeing the picture of himself, however, gave his unbeating heart a stab of guilt. "Oh, Phoenix…" he started, setting the picture down against the wall and the blood-pop on a nearby dish. "I miss you…ever single day I'm gone. I think of you during every free moment I have." He cupped a hand over the fae's cheek. "It's just for a little bit longer….that it has to be like this. I promise." Of course, when you have eternity, a little bit longer could be anywhere from a few weeks to a few centuries. Oriel hoped he could get this done quickly.

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Phoenix could fight! If he had to... Maybe... He had his dust, at least, so that had to be worth something, right? Okay, so it had no effect on Oriel or any other vampires, but... It could be pretty potent against other things, and a distraction if nothing else if he had to flee. But... Yeah, it was better for him to be away from it all. With his clumsiness, he'd likely end up impaling himself somehow, and then where would they be?

Oriel was the best thing that had ever happened to him. Before they'd met, he'd been sort of directionless, going about his mundane life and managing to stay out of trouble for the most part. His father was horrible, although he loved his mother. Now, though, the vampire was the only person, the only thing he needed. People (and by people, his bastard father) tried to persuade him to leave Oriel, that nothing good would come of it, but Phoenix didn't care.

"Thanks, Squish," he mumbled happily, hands folded behind his back bashfully. Phoenix peeked up when Oriel spoke again, and he shook his head rapidly; he hadn't meant to make him feel bad! "I know," he said quietly, nuzzling his face into Oriel's hand. "But you have t'do what you have t'do." He smiled with just a hint of sadness. "It's okay, sweetheart. Really, I'm fine."

Phoenix leaned down and scooped up a passing kitten - Snickerdoodle again - and held the little creature against his chest. "And I have these guys t'keep me company," he added with a grin. Kitty in arms, he settled himself down on Oriel's lap, snagging a banana with his free hand from the fruit bowl centered on the counter, and began munching. He didn't purposefully tilt his head so his neck was practically stretched out before Oriel again, but... Well, he wasn't exactly hiding it either.

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Oriel had met Phoenix's father….exactly once. And he never wanted to again. That man was a bigot, the most horrible person and non-person he'd ever met, worse than some hunters he'd the opportunity of chatting up…before killing them. If Oriel could, he'd probably impale the ancient fae man and milk his blood for wine, but…..the only reason he didn't was because he was the parent of the his dear Phoenix.

If Phoenix knew what Oriel was really doing out on his trips…well, he might think differently about him. He may even be in agreement with his father, that Oriel was no-good for him, just another lying, controlling vampire that got off on power playing. So the more Phoenix trusted the vampire, the more guilt he felt. "I know," he said. "I guess I just worry too much…."

Oriel rolled his eyes, though, as Phoenix snatched up the little kitten and cuddled it. "Really, these cats. They're going to call you a crazy cat lady if you get any more," he joked. He really was glad that Phoenix at least had these guys to keep him company…but the life of a cat was gone in a blink of an eye. It was only two trips ago that some these cats were mere kittens and some of these kittens weren't even around yet. Oriel slid his hand to cup around Phoenix's waist as the pixie sat in hi lap, avoiding the wings that on his back. He stared down at Phoenix's neck. "I see what you're doing there," he said with a light snicker. "Trying to seduce me, huh?"

Well, it was working. Oriel leaned in and nuzzled his nose into Phoenix's neck then started mouthing along the skin. He didn't bite though. Not yet.

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As much as Phoenix disliked his father, there was still a part of him that loved him, too... He wouldn't be here without the man, and he knew it. So, he never brought him up with Oriel, in case the vampire was tempted to kill the guy. Even though he wasn't aware of Oriel's 'occupation', he still wouldn't blame his lover for wanting to cause the old fae harm.

"You're just a worry-wart," he chirped, bumping his forehead against Oriel's jaw. "Don't worry about me. The most trouble I get into is when I can't decide if I wanna make cookies or brownies." Phoenix stuck his tongue out before giving a faint giggle.

"I don't care what people say~" he hummed, holding up his precious little kitten and nuzzling its face. "They're adorable and funny and don't talk back... Although they do ignore you if you offend them," he added as an afterthought. It did sadden him that they lived such short lives compared to those of him and his Squishy, but that was how it worked, and the soft-hearted pixie dealt with it the best he could. "Mmmm?" he replied, all innocence. "I don't know what you're talking about. I'm just sitting here with 'doodle." He quickly nommed his snack and tossed the peel aside, and the kitten hopped out of his lap and onto the floor only to go pounce on a darker-colored kitten. "I would never do such a th-"

Words escaped him once Oriel began responding to his not-seduction; Phen fell silent and closed his eyes, letting out a long, slow breath as he enjoyed the sensations. "I thought you weren't hungry," he mumbled, peeking back at his lover with a teasing smirk.

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"Of course it is," he teased, giving Phoenix a gentle poke on the nose. He paused for a moment. "….You're not putting dust in those things again, are you?" Which wasn't a problem in itself, just would be if they happened to trace those treats back to this place. Oriel didn't want to keep the faeling from being able to go out and stretch his wings, but he also didn't want to draw too much attention, especially of hunters.

Oriel snickered at Phoenix's childish protests as he defended his love for the kittens. It was a little sad, really, since there was a time when Oriel would have said exactly the same thing about humans. Back in his younger days. "If you say so. And I could, I'd let you have a million of them!" Oriel declared, holding his arms out slightly. "….unfortunately the lease agreement says we can only have two pets, we're already breaking it by keeping four. Now, I'm not going to say anything, just…don't let the landlord see." They'd never had a problem with him before, though, so Oriel figured they could get away with a couple more if Phoenix felt the fancy.

"Liar," he accused, pressing his lips to that smooth tawny skin. "You tease me….just by being there….so sneaky…" Oriel nipped at Phoenix's ear, sliding his hand down to catch the pixie around the waist. "Heh heh heh…I said I already ate, don't misquote me." Of course he was hungry. He was always hungry, he was a vampire. That hunger never went away. But unlike his lesser brothers, Oriel didn't let it control him like a beast. Even if he could be a beast sometimes.

Oriel didn't bite just yet, instead opting to tease Phoenix as long as possible by gently suckling along the exposed skin of his neck.

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Phen's eyes widened innocently. "No, of course not! I would never do such a thing," he replied, eyes averting to the side. He giggled a moment later and shook his head. "Nah, I haven't in a while," he assured Oriel. He was starting to get customers that got too addicted to the hallucination-causing goods, so he'd decided it would be best to stop making them that way. He'd only done it to make people have a little fun - he didn't want anyone to get hurt. Or arrested.

His expression went slack with wonder at the image of so many cats in their place. Although, that might be too much for even him. "Oh, they don't bother anyone, they never leave the apartment," he cooed, wiggling his sock-covered toes at one of the kittens as it passed by. "They're all perfect little angels." Even as he spoke, Snickerdoodle leaped from his hiding place and pounced the other kitten; they went rolling off into a ball of fluff and adorable widdle claws. ".... Well, except with each other," he added, laughing at the cute sight. "Mmm, thank you for letting me keep them~" he hummed, turning his attention back to his Squishy. He was convinced Oriel liked the cats too, though.

"Well, I can't help that," he protested with a giggle, wiggling in the larger boy's lap. "Stooop, you're tickling meee!" he whined, but it was obvious in the tone of his voice that he enjoyed it. "You're a pig," he snorted, continuing to squirm. "You didn't even finish your popsicle!" Not that Phoenix really cared at this point. His bit his lip and squeezed his eyes shut as Oriel kept up the teasing, before writhing again suddenly. "I can't take that anymooore!" he complained, voice high and desperate. "Just do it already!"

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Oriel remembered when Phoenix first started making those dust-spiked treats. Back then they weren't brownies, but they still did the job. And back then it wasn't illegal. Oriel couldn't imagine what the humans experienced when on that hallucinogen, but they seemed to enjoy it. Which was probably why they sold so well in the past. Well…Oriel didn't have to rely a lick on that kind of income anymore. But if Phoenix still wanted to, he was just going to have to be careful.

"And you clean up after them, right?" Cats were cute, but they were stinky. And messy. Oriel was often bombarded with the smell of ammonia when he came home. Even if Phoenix cleaned up after them regularly, Oriel's nose was sharp enough to pick it up. One of the downsides of being a vampire. But Phoenix would be right….Oriel did like cats. A lot. If he didn't, he wouldn't let Phoenix keep so many of them. "Anything for you," he muttered back, nuzzling him on the temple while keeping an amused eye on the kittens at play.

"Nah…you're doing it on purpose…admit it…" Oriel rose his head to whisper his accusations in Phoenix's ear. "Drive me crazy…." Phoenix knew how hard he was to resist…and knew how hard it was for Oriel to resist him. That's why he paraded around the apartment in nothing but an oversized sweater like that. Well…now it was Oriel's time to tease. "A silly popsicle can't measure up to sweet taste you can give." He kissed Phoenix on the neck again, suckling on it as if to make a hickey. His other hand trailed down to caress over Phoenix's smooth, hairless thigh, digging his nails in slightly to leave a white trail of scratches along the olive skin. It was when Phoenix finally choked out his desperate pleads that Oriel finally opened his mouth and let his fangs slip out. Carefully, slowly, Oriel punctured the neck of his fae lover, a ribbon of glimmering blood trailing down his collarbone as Oriel slurped up that intoxicating fluid.

All at once, he felt like he'd come alive. LIke he'd been rejuvenated. He felt like a wilted flower that turned it's face up to the sky as it was finally given water after a long drought. So quickly, with so little…and Oriel wanted more.

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"Of course I do," Phoenix replied, making a face like 'are you kidding me?' "I'm not that lazy," he laughed. Well, he'd become even less lazy over time, having to take care of himself while Oriel was away, so he was actually quite the cleaner. When he had nothing better to do, he was moving stuff around and keeping himself busy with house stuff, and that included the kitty litter. "Mmmm... I wuuuv you~" he cooed, giggling at the affectionate touches. Phoenix was so very lucky to have Oriel. Screw what his dad thought.

"Nope, dunno what you're talking about!" he squeaked, shivering at the breath against his ear. "Mmmmokay, maybe a little..." Phen had had a feeling that Oriel would be coming home soon (part of the imprint, perhaps?), and it was't a coincidence that he happened to be so scantily clad for his lover to come home to. "Ah-ah," his breath caught, and Phoenix trembled in Oriel's arms, completely captivated by his teasing. "I w-worked hard on th- nng!" Goosebumps rose all over at the scratches along his leg, forcing a spasm that Phen just couldn't hold in. Oh, he had missed this so much....

Finally, finally Phoenix felt that familiar sharpness against his neck, and he let out a small cry as Oriel's teeth punctured his skin, the pain quickly erased with pleasure as his lover began feeding. "Th-that's it," he whispered weakly, finding Oriel's hand and wrapping his own over it. "Take as much as you want..." Phen had absolutely no doubt that Oriel wouldn't drain him. They'd been together long enough and shared enough with each other that he trusted the vampire with his life; Hell, he'd gladly give his life for Oriel if he had to. Not to mention, this sort of activity was as enjoyable for Phoenix as it was for his love - he was already hardly biting back moans of bliss.

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"Heh…could've fooled me," he said with a leer. "I bet this place is a pig-sty when I'm not here. Then…when you sense I'm on my way back, you go and clean up the place before I do." He gave Phoenix a kiss on his temple. "Sound about right?" Oriel was joking of course. He would be able to tell if Phoenix did something like that…and on that note, Oriel assumed that Phoenix didn't even have it in him to do something like that. Plus, Phoenix knew how much a neat freak Oriel was.

After all, there was no one alive who knew Oriel better than Phoenix(the only other person who came close was probably Erik and his only prerogative was to take Oriel's head). So of course, Phoenix knew exactly what Oriel liked, how he liked to see his little fairy dressed, what would entice him the most. The meek little fae was a lot trickier than he let on. And Oriel loved him for it. "I'm sure you did," he whispered before finally sinking himself into Phoenix's neck.

He tightened his hand around Phoenix's own as soon as he felt the fae searching for his lover's. Fuck, Oriel missed this. He missed the taste of his Phoenix. There was nothing else in this world that connected him so closely to another person. It had been his own luck, some sort of mercy or blessing by God for the demon to have found his heart and find happiness in this eternal partnership. Oriel….would do anything for Phoenix. Even give him the world. The vampire slurped up a final drink from his lover and parted from his neck, his lips stained with with that red tint. He used his tongue to lap up any remaining drops that had trailed down from the puncture wounds. "Mmmm…..I want more of you…" he whispered into Phoenix's ear. But it wasn't Phoenix's blood he wanted this time. Oriel trailed his hand down, sliding it up the oversized sweater, teasing his lover with his touch. "Shall we continue….in the bedroom?" he suggested, planting another kiss on the faeling's temple.