[ This was a thousand-fold worse than Essek had ever expirienced with Caleb. At times his husband could get anxious and all that needed to happen was that he guided him over to a couch, placed himself firmly in his lap and let his own gravity adjust over Caleb's, until the colour returned to those cheeks, until that breathing had returned to something approaching normal. It was because within that framework, Trent had been trying to catch Caleb, within this framwork however, Bren had already been caught.
But the worry, he knew, had never been from Caleb's survival instinct for himself-- it had been from Essek's safety. That, the drow vampire had always known; the seeds that had been sown the night he'd been turned. It had been the wards that were in place, even now Essek knew that a tether had been settled down and was in place even in death. A protective aegis that constantly surrounded the Widogast grounds. ]
You are not going anywhere.
[ Bren would feel himself being wrapped in those arms, prevented from going anywhere. Ah, Essek could feel how that heart ran like a rabbit's, hunted and afraid; that same heart beat seemed to fragrance the blood with desperation born of fear, a scent that had never tempted him when it had come to Caleb. He exerted his body to feel heavy, manually adjusting his weight to wrap around Bren as if it were a blanket of soothing warmth despite the coolness that radiated from him. His hands found the back of Bren's hair, his fingertips curling in the locks like a lover's fond touch. ]
You will find that I am far more powerful than you give me credit for, I will be able to defend against whatever it is that this man brings to bear against me.
[ And to the voice inside, he spoke in his own core language. A language that he knew that his lover inside knew ]
Ori'gato uns'aa sslig'ne dos nin vel'klar Usstan gumash naut t'yin [ Let me defend you now, where I could not then... ]
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Date: 2023-03-22 01:42 pm (UTC)But the worry, he knew, had never been from Caleb's survival instinct for himself-- it had been from Essek's safety. That, the drow vampire had always known; the seeds that had been sown the night he'd been turned. It had been the wards that were in place, even now Essek knew that a tether had been settled down and was in place even in death. A protective aegis that constantly surrounded the Widogast grounds. ]
You are not going anywhere.
[ Bren would feel himself being wrapped in those arms, prevented from going anywhere. Ah, Essek could feel how that heart ran like a rabbit's, hunted and afraid; that same heart beat seemed to fragrance the blood with desperation born of fear, a scent that had never tempted him when it had come to Caleb. He exerted his body to feel heavy, manually adjusting his weight to wrap around Bren as if it were a blanket of soothing warmth despite the coolness that radiated from him. His hands found the back of Bren's hair, his fingertips curling in the locks like a lover's fond touch. ]
You will find that I am far more powerful than you give me credit for, I will be able to defend against whatever it is that this man brings to bear against me.
[ And to the voice inside, he spoke in his own core language. A language that he knew that his lover inside knew ]
Ori'gato uns'aa sslig'ne dos nin vel'klar Usstan gumash naut t'yin [ Let me defend you now, where I could not then... ]