I Can Be Your Hero, Baby | Seere & Felson

[the_baking_vampire]

bloodsuckingviking:

Felson arrives at the island only a few days after he hears about Seere’s sentencing. He is there when they bring in the new slave, but he keeps to the shadows. He waits patiently until Seere is released into the slave villa to live and train with the other slaves.

Then he waits yet another day because he’s nervous. He hasn’t seen the Greek in some time now, and it’s always both exciting and terrifying to see that face again. If he needed to breathe, he would be holding his breath right now, standing outside Seere’s door, hand lifted to knock. There are gut-wrenching birds of prey clawing his insides apart and he wonders if he should give it one more day.

It takes a full minute of finding his balls and his inner strength before he finally dares to knock on that door.

thebakingvampire:

Seere has no idea who’s at his door when he goes to open it. It’s obviously not somebody for his roommate, who he’s barely seen, since the man isn’t here right now, so Seere wonders if it’s maybe Charlie or Talia. They’re his only two acquaintances on this island so far. 

When he opens that door and sees Felson standing there, though, Seere has no idea what to do for a moment. He stares at him, surprised, like he can’t believe Felson’s actually here, and then he finally gathers his wits and wraps Felson in a tight hug. “You came!”

bloodsuckingviking:
All his fears and nerves vanish when the door opens. He sees the familiar curls and that smile, and eternal life is good again. Nothing beats the feeling of Seere looking happy to see him. It’s so rare. 

"Gods, I’ve missed you."  He wraps his arms around him and hugs Seere so tight that he lifts him off the floor. "I missed you so much."

thebakingvampire:

Seere launches into a ramble about how he doesn’t really know what happened, only that he was suddenly kidnapped and brought to this island and he had no way to contact Felson and he didn’t even know if Felson would realize he was missing and he was KIND OF SCARED, OKAY? 
 

Then, finally, the ramble ends. “Thank you for coming.” He takes a few deep breaths to calm himself, but he still hasn’t let go of Felson. 

 

bloodsuckingviking:

Felson just walks them over to the nearest bed in the room, not caring if it’s Seere’s or his roommate’s. He sits down, almost cradling the smaller man in his arms. He lets Seere rant and ramble, and get all of it off of his chest. He kisses his cheek and runs a hand through Seere’s curls, moving down to stroke the collar even if it burns his fingertips, and then down to the mark. 

 

"I came as fast as I could, love. I’ve been here, waiting for you to be released onto the island. I’d never let you be alone in the hands of the monsters that live here. Never."

 

thebakingvampire:

Seere shoos Felson’s fingers away gently, not wanting him to get injured. Silver burns aren’t pleasant. “Is there a way to leave? I don’t want to be a slave here. I haven’t done anything wrong. They can’t just lock me up because they disagree with my way of living.” He frowns, brows knitting together as he frets. 
 

He pulls back enough to look up at Felson, not at all minding his current position in the viking’s arms. “One of the people here said you were the slave trainer… Is that true?”

bloodsuckingviking:

"You have to understand…" he starts, in that quiet tone that suggests he knows Seere is about to get very upset with him. " I heard you were taken and I needed a way in. I couldn’t barge in here and just take you, and I didn’t want to buy you. So I pulled some strings and asked if they wanted a new trainer. I’ll keep you safe. I’ll make sure no one lays a hand on you, and I will kill them if they try. They are giving me a slave of my own and of course I’ll say I want you. If you’re mine, then they can’t keep you caged here. You’ll be free of this collar."

thebakingvampire:

As soon as Felson starts with that little phrase, Seere knows he’s not going to like it and, unfortunately, he’s right. He squirms his way out of Felson’s grip and stands up, turning to fix him with a distinctly displeased look. “You would have me as your slave? For how long, Felson? How long do you plan on being a ‘slave trainer’ and making sure I don’t wander out of your sight?”
 

He feels a little betrayed right now. Okay, scratch that. He feels very betrayed. He’d hoped Felson was here to get him off of this island, but it doesn’t even sound like the older man is planning on leaving at all. 

bloodsuckingviking:

"Seere. You misunderstand!"
 

Felson leans forward, elbows on his thighs, and looks up at the Greek. He won’t stand. If he stands, he will literally tower over him, and he is trying not to come off as bigger and stronger. “You’ll only be mine on paper. If it’s not me, then they will put you out on display and any man or woman that can pay will violate you in ways your beautiful soul can’t even imagine. Eventually, they will sell you off and when they do, there’s nothing you can do or say that will get you free.”

 

He reaches out to take Seere’s hand, slipping his fingers between the other’s, and silently pleads for him to come back to his lap. “I would pick you up and fly back this very instant, but you’re here on the orders of royalty. I can’t go against that, you know I can’t. They would kill you and try to kill me, and before you know it, there’s a war. The safer option is to play their game.”

thebakingvampire:

Seere frowns a little more deeply. “Royalty…? Why would royalty take any interest in me? I’m just one vampire, and not even an important one.” That takes some of the fight out of him and he lets Felson tug him back into his lap, where he drops his head on the man’s shoulder and tries to keep himself calm. How is he supposed to go against that?
 

"I don’t want to be here," he says quietly, forlorn. "I don’t want to be a slave. I don’t want to be sold. I don’t want them to make me hurt people. Is there really no way out…?"

bloodsuckingviking:

"Your file says that you are an abomination, a threat to the vampire way of life, and that you need to be reconditioned before you can infect others with your ways. You have to understand, love. The more power they have, the more they rely on the notion that we vampires are superior and humans are nothing but cattle. If their followers start to want to live with humans as equals, they lose that power. They become nothing but relics of a dead age. Do you realize how dangerous it is to threaten a royal’s throne? I won’t be surprised if their ultimate plan was to land you in the hands of a master that would see you dead."
 

He cradles Seere, almost rocking him in his arm. There are countless kisses pressed to his head and forehead, and he lets out a soothing purr for him. “Is my solution so bad? You will be mine and I’ll be yours, like we always have been. I can take off that collar and we play the game until they find someone else that feels more of a threat. It’s just a facade.  Beyond that, we can have a happy little life on a private island. We can be together and forget what the world around is like.”

 

thebakingvampire:

Seere doesn’t understand. Well, he does, actually. He understands that they don’t like the way he does things and that he is essentially a non-conformist and that they see him as an upstart… But he’s never tried to spread his views or force other vampires to do the same. He avoids other vampires like the plague, usually, so why…? 
 

He lets out a tired sigh and closes his eyes, weak from silver, a lack of nutrients, and general stress. “I’m not a threat to them. I’ve done nothing that would warrant this. I’m not trying to upset the whole society or reform vampires or anything like that. I just want a quiet place to live where I can bake for humans if I want to. Why is that so much to ask?” 
 

A distressed noise escapes him, but he quickly bites it back and just curls his fingers into Felson’s shirt, instead. “Can we have a place of our own?” He’s finally giving in to the older man’s suggestions, even if he still doesn’t particularly like them. He doesn’t have much choice, and right now, Felson is preferable to having another master. At least with Felson, he has the ability to say ‘no’. 

bloodsuckingviking:

"As the new trainer, I have private quarters at the compound. There’s ample space for two there and you won’t have to live in the villa, sharing a room with wolves and humans and whatever else they have dragged with them here." 
 

He continues to press kisses to any part of Seere he can easily reach, and his hand comes to rest over the other vampire’s. “I will keep you safe, love. I swear on my immortality. We’ll be happy here. I’ll do everything you want me to.”

 

thebakingvampire:

Eventually, Seere starts to feel smothered and he shies away from all those kisses. Yes, Felson, there is such a thing as too many kisses. “The people here aren’t bad. They’re in the same predicament I am, if not worse, and most of them haven’t got anybody to rely on. At least I have you.” 
 

He lifts his free hand to press his finger against Felson’s lips, just to make sure he’s not going to continue to get smothered. “…What does it mean that you’re a ‘slave trainer’? What do you train them to do…?” He’s not sure he wants to know, but he won’t allow himself to be willfully ignorant, either. 

bloodsuckingviking:

Felson pressed a kiss to that finger. There is no such thing as too many kisses. Not when it comes to the two of them. They’re true love of the most beautiful kind. 

 

"I’m not sure," he says and that’s honest. He didn’t really research what the position would involve, he just jumped on the very first chance that would bring him close to Seere. "Obedience, I assume, but I won’t be cruel about it. I promise." He means that, mostly to keep Seere happy.

thebakingvampire:

"Thank you. I wouldn’t want you to hurt them. They’ve had a hard enough time as it is and already face the prospect of being sold and … and raped." He frowns deeply at that thought and looks down at where their hands are entwined, seeking a little bit of comfort. "If… If people think you own me, they will not be able to do as they like with me, yes?"

bloodsuckingviking:

"I think a lot of it is teaching the slaves to accept their fate and how to enjoy it."

 

He nudges Seere’s head up and gives him a sad look. It hurts his heart that  his sweet little love looks so sad. “That was all I could think about when I came here. If you’re mine, no one else can have you. They’ll just hurt you and I had to come keep you safe.”

thebakingvampire:

"Okay." At least that much is a relief and Seere doesn’t have to worry about having sex with people he doesn’t want to have sex with. "Thank you. I’m sorry I got angry with you. I’m just a little frustrated with this situation." He leans in and kisses Felson’s cheek by way of apology. 

bloodsuckingviking:

That kiss only solidifies Felson’s feeling that being here is a good thing. Seere needs him, and he can prove to him once and for all that they need to just be together and leave each other’s side again. Maybe Seere can finally understand that leaving is bad. 

 

“It’s alright. I understand that this is upsetting to you. I’ll make you forget about it,” he smiles. “Get dressed. Let me take you out and show you the island.”

thebakingvampire:

But then Seere’s right back to frowning and he looks at the closet. “I haven’t anything to wear. It wasn’t as if I was able to bring anything with me and I only have this tank top because I’m apparently not allowed to cover my shoulder…” 

 

He reaches back to touch that rose. “If I borrow anything from you, I’ll look like I’m a boy wearing my father’s clothes.” He sighs. First world problems. 

bloodsuckingviking:

His smile only grows. “Remember back when we moved from England and had to pretend you were my son? We were so happy then…” 

Felson eases Seere off his lap so he can stand and offer him his arm. “Don’t worry about clothes. There are plenty of shops here on the island. I’ll buy you a whole new wardrobe that accommodates the slave rules. We’ll make you as beautiful as you’ve always been.”

thebakingvampire:

"I remember feeling constantly humiliated because people kept assuming I was twelve. This is why I will never go clean-shaven again. Ever." He runs his hand through his hair and then brings it down to rub at his temple. He makes room for Felson to stand and simply touches the other vampire’s elbow instead of taking his arm. It’s still a cue for Felson to lead the way, so hopefully, that will suffice. 

"I don’t need anything fancy. Just a simple shirt that’s not so… Southern-United-States-ish." 

bloodsuckingviking:

He’s happy to just lead the way. He is so happy that Seere is back in life and all his that the small things don’t matter. “It was a handy excuse. It allowed us to finally be together. Did it matter what others thought?” 
 

The walk leads them downstairs and out onto compound grounds, then finally to the freedom of the rest of the island. That’s when Felson takes Seere’s hand, squeezing it lightly. Sort of like he’s scared the other vampire will run away now.

 

thebakingvampire:

Seere’s too glad for the fresh air to worry about Felson taking his hand. He doesn’t have any intentions of running away, anyway. He does feel somewhat bad about leaving Charlie there, but he promises himself that he’ll come back and bake with her, like he said he would. 

"I don’t imagine your place is far from here… It’s a relatively small island, right?" 

bloodsuckingviking:

"I live here on the compound," he says and points out a small bungalow sitting not far from the slave villa. "It’s cozy. One bedroom, a kitchen you can have fun in, bathtub big enough for the two of us. I’ll show you later. First, let’s go explore the island. It really is beautiful here, even at night."

 

thebakingvampire:

"They make bathtubs long enough for you?" Seere teases lightly as he looks at the little house. It truly must be a large tub, then, and it seems nice, even if he knows the sorts of things Felson will expect to be done in it. 

 

"Let us explore, then. What should we see first?"

bloodsuckingviking:

"Not quite, but it’s wide. So if I pull my knees up, there’s plenty of space between my legs for you." He smiles and winks at him, giving his hand a squeeze. 
 

"Do you want clothes first, or are you hungry? They haven’t fed you, have they?"

thebakingvampire:

Seere barely resists the urge to roll his eyes at Felson’s advances. They are not particularly subtle nor enticing. Still, he is glad Felson is here, that much is true. 
 

At the mention of food, he can’t help but lick his lips and swallow. “I… am very hungry.” Blood sounds incredibly good right now.

bloodsuckingviking:

He can see that disapproving look and it hurts a little. He was just teasing, he didn’t mean it like that, and Seere’s instantly throwing it back in his face. Fine. Be like that, he thinks to himself and lets go of Seere’s hand. 
 

"There are several blood bars, if you’d rather not hunt. Of course, if we’re going out, you really need something better to wear."

thebakingvampire:

Seere can tell he’s hurt Felson’s feelings, and despite everything, he does feel bad about that, so he reaches out to take Felson’s hand again, squeezing lightly in silent apology. “Considering I’m here for ‘rehabilitation’, I don’t think my method of hunting would be particularly well-taken. I should stick to the bars.” 

bloodsuckingviking:

All it takes for him to feel better is that soft squeeze. “We can go to one of the less formal ones, so you can feed before you have to worry about anything else.” 
 

He leads Seere with him to one of the smaller shops, where they can get bottled blood rather than a living doll to feed off of. He figures this will help the other vampire adjust to being here and help him feel more comfortable. As long as he’s not hurting his precious humans.

thebakingvampire:

"Thank you." Seere follows him willingly, and once they’ve got a bottle of blood, he’s eager to uncap it and down the contents, even if it is somewhat disgusting. It’s not unlivable, and that’s enough. He’s even careful to make sure he hasn’t left any on his lips or at the corners of his mouth, and he sighs contentedly once he can feel it coursing through his system. 

 

"I feel much better now." 

bloodsuckingviking:

At least it’s real blood and not that fake crap? Though, nothing will ever taste the same as draining it from the source. He orders him two more, just to make sure that he really is filled up and completely full. He doesn’t worry about Seere being strong enough to make an escape. It’s Seere. He’s not going to escape. The very thought that the king here worried he might and put a collar on him is hilarious to Felson. At the same time, he wonders why he didn’t think of this before. He can chain down Seere and lock him up and his beautiful love will never never never never leave again. 
 

He shakes those thoughts away. Those are terrible thoughts. He could never do that to Seere. NO. Could he…?

 

"Is there something special you want for the house?"

thebakingvampire:

Seere is already cracking open the second bottle. He’s been starved and he needs the extra blood to bring himself back up to par. He has no idea what depraved thoughts Felson is having, so he just tips his head quizzically at the other man. “For the house?” 

 

He thinks on that for a bit, stroking idly at his chin. “Did you bring your cello?” 

bloodsuckingviking:

"No." He shakes his head, and orders a bottle for himself, too. It’s too cold, but endurable. "I haven’t brought anything personal. Only some clothes. I had plans to have it shipped over once we’re a little more settled. Do you want a violin? I’m sure we can find one here, or order one. If you tell me where you were staying when you were caught, I can travel back to the main land and bring you your own. And anything else you’d want, of course."
 

He smiles now. This is good. This is very good. They can ship over more of Seere’s things and build themselves a life here. Perfect.

thebakingvampire:

"I’ll write down the address for you once we return to your place. I appreciate the effort. Thank you, Felson." He gives the man a slight smile, sipping at the blood once again. "I’ve missed playing with you. We were so good at making music together." That much is true. He misses those nights they’d just fill the house with singing strings. 

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[bloodsuckingviking]

He's quick to take them back to the compound and their private bungalow. He hands Seere the keys and stands back to let him go first. "Go on. It's all yours."

[the_baking_vampire]

Seere already likes the look of it from the outside, so when he steps inside and realizes just how spacious and airy it feels with all those full-length windows, he's absolutely thrilled. That, and it's clean. Seere loves clean. Though, he can see a few spots where he wants to just... redesign a little. Build some extra bookcases, remodel the fireplace, do the bathroom with stone and ceramic. On the whole, though, it's a nice place, and he spends a while just wandering around in it. Eventually, he makes his way back around to the kitchen. "I love the wood in here."