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Chapter Twenty-Five
Gabe and Sabine tell Deacon how he can break his bond with William Beckett, but can he go through with it?
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“There’s a way to break my bond with Beckett?” Deacon asked, his chest tightening with suspense as he stared wide-eyed at Gabe, who nodded at him and then yelped in surprise when Deacon shot up from the couch, embracing him tightly. “Please tell me, I don’t want it anymore,” he begged into Gabe’s shoulder.
Gabe lightly patted Deacon’s shoulder as Joe shot him a small look with jealousy evident in his eyes. He gently pushed away the younger vampire, who looked at him with such hopeful eyes it bothered him to have to tell the kid how it had to be done. “Deacon, it’s not as easy, or fun as it sounds,” Gabe said slowly, feeling bad as he watched the smile fall from Deacon’s face.
“Wh-What do you mean?” Deacon questioned, looking worried, as he began to fear once more that he would forever have a link to William Beckett, who he had finally let go of to love Joe.
Gabe looked to Sabine, hoping he knew of the procedure he was thinking of. He nearly sighed with relief when Sabine cleared is throat making Deacon look at him. “There is a way Deacon, but it involves you dying, but only for a moment. The moment your heart stops for an hour or so then the bond is broken and William can never track you based on who touches you. He can have someone hunt you down, but without a bond to help him, it will be damn near impossible.”
“But how can he die and then come back?” Joe asked as he got up and put his arm around Deacon, who practically melted into his body.
“What we can do, is do it at night, like it is now,” Sabine said as he shifted in his seat, getting comfortable. “We drain him of all of his blood and then when it’s been long enough for the bond to break, we put blood back in him and give him a long meal, a normal meal...”
“What do you mean by normal?” Deacon questioned, his brows furrowing as he looked at his brother.
“Don’t you want to be able to feed without hunting, brother? To not depend on adrenaline as you do now?” Sabine questioned, a smile tugging at his lips. “If you say yes to the procedure, and we drain every bit of blood from you, when we replenish your body, your first meal after coming back might as well be the first meal you ever have as a vampire. Your body will lose its addiction, Deacon.”
“I could hunt if it came down to it, without having to chase someone down and scare them?” Deacon asked, his hope building in his chest.
“You could feed from the blood supply my Master keeps, or when you’re visiting your lover you could feed here,” Sabine said with a smile as Deacon looked to Joe. “Why don’t you two go talk it over, Deac?” Sabine suggested softly as he turned a small smile on Joe, who looked at him. “I promise that if he goes through with it, he won’t be lost, Joe. I want my brother to break this bond as much as you do.”
Joe nodded as he gently led Deacon from the room they were all sitting together in, and walked down the hall to his room, his arm secured around Deacon’s waist as they walked. So many thoughts were going through Joe’s mind as they walked it was hard for him to focus. He wanted Deacon to be free of William Beckett for good, but the thought of Deacon dying and then being brought back, he doubted. He had heard of Brendon Urie and Emmi, Gabe’s pet, but what if something went wrong with Deacon? Could he live knowing Deacon had died partially so they could be together without any more problems? If he lost Deacon, could he even love another being?
Deacon sensed Joe’s unease, and once they were inside Joe’s bedroom, he slipped his arms around Joe’s neck as his lover’s arms went around his waist. He rested his forehead lightly against Joe’s as they both closed their eyes, sighing softly. “I don’t want to lose you either, Joe,” Deacon whispered.
“Mind reader,” Joe whispered, making a small smile show on his lover’s lips. “I just don’t want to lose you when I... I feel like I finally found the person I’m supposed to spend the rest of my life with,” Joe said softly as he opened his eyes and looked at Deacon, who had opened his eyes to look at Joe. “I don’t want anyone else but you, Deacon. I’ve never felt complete before, and now I do, and I don’t want to lose this feeling. I’m torn on this choice because I want you to break the bond, but I’m scared you won’t come back.”
Deacon smiled as he took in Joe’s words. “You really do know how to make me smile, Joe,” Deacon whispered as he brought his hand up and cupped Joe’s cheek, “and I feel the same way. I wish I could have found you before I found William.” His smile turned sad as a thought occurred to him, making his eyes gloss over as his throat constricted, his chest tightening.
Joe frowned as he watched the noticeable change from happy to sad take place on his lover’s face. “Deacon, what’s wrong, baby?” He questioned as his hand rubbed in slow circles on the small of Deacon’s back.
Deacon lifted his pale blue eyes to Joe’s deep blue eyes, a couple of tears streaking down his face. “I have to watch you fade away,” he answered, his voice breaking as more tears followed those previously shed. Hearing the truth only made it hurt more, made it more real. “I won’t get to grow old with you, Joe. I’ll be watching you die, and it hurts to-” He stared at Joe with confused eyes as a hand gently covered his mouth, silencing his words.
“If, or when, you go through with the process,” Joe said as he lowered his hand, looking into Deacon’s sad eyes, “when you come back, and when you’re able to, I want you to turn me, Deacon. I don’t want you to suffer when I die.”
“Baby, it means you too will have to watch those around you die,” Deacon countered, “and I couldn’t ask you to live through those losses for me.”
“You’re not asking me to, I want to.” He leaned in and kissed him softly. “Let me spend the rest of eternity with you.”
Deacon’s eyes slipped closed as Joe pressed his mouth to his own, pulling Deacon closer as their tongues slipped passed their lips. Deacon moaned into the kiss as one hand tangled in Joe’s soft curls, the other playing with the short hairs on the back of Joe’s neck, the action making Joe shiver and pull Deacon even closer. “I want to make love to you one more time before I go through with the procedure,” Deacon said in Joe’s mind as the kiss began to grow deeper and more passionate.
Joe broke the kiss as he slipped his hands under the hem of Deacon’s shirt, pulling it up and off of Deacon’s torso, trailing his hand down the exposed chest and abdomen, his hand taking in every little detail of his lover’s body. “You might want to lock that door,” he muttered as Deacon’s mouth traveled to his neck, sucking softly. He chuckled when he heard the lock click and neither of them had moved. “I can’t wait to be able to do that.” He moaned when he felt a grope before Deacon’s hands went to work undoing his jeans for him.
When he finished undoing the offending button and zipper, he pushed Joe’s pants down to pool at his ankles, moving down with the fabric. He placed kisses along the bulge confined by Joe’s boxer-briefs, looking up at the sound of Joe’s soft moans, their eyes locking as he gently bit down on the twitching cock. He watched as Joe removed his shirt, tossing it by Deacon’s discarded shirt, and looked back down at Deacon as he hooked his thumbs in the waistband of the boxer-briefs, sliding the material down and exposing Joe’s cock.
Joe stepped out of his pants and boxer-briefs as Deacon rose to his feet, undoing his own pants. He gently moved Deacon’s hand away and took ove, unbuttoning and unzipping, as his mouth found Deacon’s neck, kissing and sucking as he listened to the soft moans emitting from his lover as he worked his mouth on the soft flesh. He pushed down the pants, his hand purposely brushing against Deacon’s already exposed cock. He sent a silent prayer to God for letting Deacon hate the feel of underwear, grinning against Deacon’s neck when he felt Deacon’s cock twitch.
Deacon stepped out of his pants and gently pushed Joe backwards, smiling slightly as Joe let himself fall back onto the bed. “Scoot up, but your back against the wall,” he commanded softly as he got on the bed. He waited until Joe was situated at the top of the bed before he straddled Joe’s lap, kissing him slow and deep as Joe wrapped his arms around his waist, groaning softly into the kiss. Slowly grinding his bottom against Joe’s lap, Deacon shivered at the deep groan from Joe’s throat at his actions.
Joe slid his hands under Deacon’s bottom and gently lifted him up and then slid him down onto his cock, both moaning and breaking the kiss as Deacon let his body slowly slide down the thick member. He put his hands on Deacon’s hips as Deacon let his body become impaled to the hilt of his cock. When Deacon lifted his gaze to Joe’s own gaze, Joe felt his cock throb inside his lover at the intense love mixing with lust in the eyes that were growing darker as he stared into them.
Taking the reigns, Deacon slowly rocked his hips on Joe’s cock, moaning as he stared into Joe’s blue depths. He tangled a hand in Joe’s hair, tugging, and his other hand came to rest on Joe’s shoulder as Joe’s broke the gaze to move his mouth to his lover’s neck. He moaned as Joe bit and nipped at the spots he had discovered from their many nights together, his hand tugging, making his boyfriend moan, as the nails of his other hand dug slightly into the flesh of Joe’s shoulder.
As Deacon rocked his hips only a little bit faster, Joe moved his mouth back to Deacon’s, capturing it in a searing kiss that seemed to heighten the intimacy they were experiencing. He darted his tongue inside Deacon’s mouth, exploring as the older male rolled his hips, making both men moan. He pulled away from the kiss, using his teeth to tug on Deacon’s lower lip in the process. When Deacon lifted and lowered himself, Joe pulled him down a little harder, making Deacon cry out in pleasure as his head leaned back slightly. Taking the advantage of his exposed neck, Joe leaned in and sucked at Deacon’s adam’s apple.
Deacon moaned at the feel of Joe’s lips and tongue on his skin, sending shivers of pleasure through him as his continued to slowly, but steadily ride his lover’s cock, moaning his name as he tugged once more at Joe’s hair, earning a moan against his neck as he did so. He cried out in surprise and pleasure when Joe’s mouth moved to his neck and bit down on his most sensitive neck spot. He rocked his hips faster, wanting more desperately to feel Joe’s release inside of him.
Joe released Deacon’s neck as his breath started coming shorter as his orgasm drew nearer. He held Deacon’s hips more firmly, taking care not to mess up the nice pace his lover had taken on his cock, as he once more met with Deacon’s gaze. He had never stared into anyone’s eyes before, during this intimate act, and as he stared, his release grew even closer, but he knew Deacon wasn’t causing it. It was his eyes, those gorgeous eyes with that lusting look in them. Knowing that lust was for him and him alone was enough to pull Joe over the edge, making him cry out his lover’s name.
The feeling of Joe filling his bottom with his fluids made Deacon shudder as his own orgasm struck, covering Joe’s chest and stomach with his cum. His moans joined Joe’s as he released Joe’s name in a long, draw out moan. He stilled his hips, panting softly against Joe’s shoulder where he let his head come to rest. He trembled as Joe’s hand came up and gently stroked his spine, his hand shaking slightly as it moved. He turned his head and kissed Joe’s neck, and then making Joe shiver, grazed his fangs against Joe’s skin, kissing the spot after.
“I love you, Deacon,” Joe whispered before kissing his lover’s shoulder. “No matter what, I’ll always love you.”
“I’ll always love you too, Joe,” Deacon whispered in response as he buried his face into Joe’s shoulder.
“I’ll be waiting by your side, through the whole thing, Deacon. I’m not leaving your side, no matter how much it hurts to watch you go. Because, I know you’ll be waking up again, and we’ll be spending the rest of our lives together as soon as you turn me.”
[Author's Note: I already have 26 in the process and this chap was almost freakishly long so I cut it where it ended and used what I cut to begin chap 26 =) I dunno if 26 will be up today or tomorrow so you'll just have to keep an eye out =)]
Gabe lightly patted Deacon’s shoulder as Joe shot him a small look with jealousy evident in his eyes. He gently pushed away the younger vampire, who looked at him with such hopeful eyes it bothered him to have to tell the kid how it had to be done. “Deacon, it’s not as easy, or fun as it sounds,” Gabe said slowly, feeling bad as he watched the smile fall from Deacon’s face.
“Wh-What do you mean?” Deacon questioned, looking worried, as he began to fear once more that he would forever have a link to William Beckett, who he had finally let go of to love Joe.
Gabe looked to Sabine, hoping he knew of the procedure he was thinking of. He nearly sighed with relief when Sabine cleared is throat making Deacon look at him. “There is a way Deacon, but it involves you dying, but only for a moment. The moment your heart stops for an hour or so then the bond is broken and William can never track you based on who touches you. He can have someone hunt you down, but without a bond to help him, it will be damn near impossible.”
“But how can he die and then come back?” Joe asked as he got up and put his arm around Deacon, who practically melted into his body.
“What we can do, is do it at night, like it is now,” Sabine said as he shifted in his seat, getting comfortable. “We drain him of all of his blood and then when it’s been long enough for the bond to break, we put blood back in him and give him a long meal, a normal meal...”
“What do you mean by normal?” Deacon questioned, his brows furrowing as he looked at his brother.
“Don’t you want to be able to feed without hunting, brother? To not depend on adrenaline as you do now?” Sabine questioned, a smile tugging at his lips. “If you say yes to the procedure, and we drain every bit of blood from you, when we replenish your body, your first meal after coming back might as well be the first meal you ever have as a vampire. Your body will lose its addiction, Deacon.”
“I could hunt if it came down to it, without having to chase someone down and scare them?” Deacon asked, his hope building in his chest.
“You could feed from the blood supply my Master keeps, or when you’re visiting your lover you could feed here,” Sabine said with a smile as Deacon looked to Joe. “Why don’t you two go talk it over, Deac?” Sabine suggested softly as he turned a small smile on Joe, who looked at him. “I promise that if he goes through with it, he won’t be lost, Joe. I want my brother to break this bond as much as you do.”
Joe nodded as he gently led Deacon from the room they were all sitting together in, and walked down the hall to his room, his arm secured around Deacon’s waist as they walked. So many thoughts were going through Joe’s mind as they walked it was hard for him to focus. He wanted Deacon to be free of William Beckett for good, but the thought of Deacon dying and then being brought back, he doubted. He had heard of Brendon Urie and Emmi, Gabe’s pet, but what if something went wrong with Deacon? Could he live knowing Deacon had died partially so they could be together without any more problems? If he lost Deacon, could he even love another being?
Deacon sensed Joe’s unease, and once they were inside Joe’s bedroom, he slipped his arms around Joe’s neck as his lover’s arms went around his waist. He rested his forehead lightly against Joe’s as they both closed their eyes, sighing softly. “I don’t want to lose you either, Joe,” Deacon whispered.
“Mind reader,” Joe whispered, making a small smile show on his lover’s lips. “I just don’t want to lose you when I... I feel like I finally found the person I’m supposed to spend the rest of my life with,” Joe said softly as he opened his eyes and looked at Deacon, who had opened his eyes to look at Joe. “I don’t want anyone else but you, Deacon. I’ve never felt complete before, and now I do, and I don’t want to lose this feeling. I’m torn on this choice because I want you to break the bond, but I’m scared you won’t come back.”
Deacon smiled as he took in Joe’s words. “You really do know how to make me smile, Joe,” Deacon whispered as he brought his hand up and cupped Joe’s cheek, “and I feel the same way. I wish I could have found you before I found William.” His smile turned sad as a thought occurred to him, making his eyes gloss over as his throat constricted, his chest tightening.
Joe frowned as he watched the noticeable change from happy to sad take place on his lover’s face. “Deacon, what’s wrong, baby?” He questioned as his hand rubbed in slow circles on the small of Deacon’s back.
Deacon lifted his pale blue eyes to Joe’s deep blue eyes, a couple of tears streaking down his face. “I have to watch you fade away,” he answered, his voice breaking as more tears followed those previously shed. Hearing the truth only made it hurt more, made it more real. “I won’t get to grow old with you, Joe. I’ll be watching you die, and it hurts to-” He stared at Joe with confused eyes as a hand gently covered his mouth, silencing his words.
“If, or when, you go through with the process,” Joe said as he lowered his hand, looking into Deacon’s sad eyes, “when you come back, and when you’re able to, I want you to turn me, Deacon. I don’t want you to suffer when I die.”
“Baby, it means you too will have to watch those around you die,” Deacon countered, “and I couldn’t ask you to live through those losses for me.”
“You’re not asking me to, I want to.” He leaned in and kissed him softly. “Let me spend the rest of eternity with you.”
Deacon’s eyes slipped closed as Joe pressed his mouth to his own, pulling Deacon closer as their tongues slipped passed their lips. Deacon moaned into the kiss as one hand tangled in Joe’s soft curls, the other playing with the short hairs on the back of Joe’s neck, the action making Joe shiver and pull Deacon even closer. “I want to make love to you one more time before I go through with the procedure,” Deacon said in Joe’s mind as the kiss began to grow deeper and more passionate.
Joe broke the kiss as he slipped his hands under the hem of Deacon’s shirt, pulling it up and off of Deacon’s torso, trailing his hand down the exposed chest and abdomen, his hand taking in every little detail of his lover’s body. “You might want to lock that door,” he muttered as Deacon’s mouth traveled to his neck, sucking softly. He chuckled when he heard the lock click and neither of them had moved. “I can’t wait to be able to do that.” He moaned when he felt a grope before Deacon’s hands went to work undoing his jeans for him.
When he finished undoing the offending button and zipper, he pushed Joe’s pants down to pool at his ankles, moving down with the fabric. He placed kisses along the bulge confined by Joe’s boxer-briefs, looking up at the sound of Joe’s soft moans, their eyes locking as he gently bit down on the twitching cock. He watched as Joe removed his shirt, tossing it by Deacon’s discarded shirt, and looked back down at Deacon as he hooked his thumbs in the waistband of the boxer-briefs, sliding the material down and exposing Joe’s cock.
Joe stepped out of his pants and boxer-briefs as Deacon rose to his feet, undoing his own pants. He gently moved Deacon’s hand away and took ove, unbuttoning and unzipping, as his mouth found Deacon’s neck, kissing and sucking as he listened to the soft moans emitting from his lover as he worked his mouth on the soft flesh. He pushed down the pants, his hand purposely brushing against Deacon’s already exposed cock. He sent a silent prayer to God for letting Deacon hate the feel of underwear, grinning against Deacon’s neck when he felt Deacon’s cock twitch.
Deacon stepped out of his pants and gently pushed Joe backwards, smiling slightly as Joe let himself fall back onto the bed. “Scoot up, but your back against the wall,” he commanded softly as he got on the bed. He waited until Joe was situated at the top of the bed before he straddled Joe’s lap, kissing him slow and deep as Joe wrapped his arms around his waist, groaning softly into the kiss. Slowly grinding his bottom against Joe’s lap, Deacon shivered at the deep groan from Joe’s throat at his actions.
Joe slid his hands under Deacon’s bottom and gently lifted him up and then slid him down onto his cock, both moaning and breaking the kiss as Deacon let his body slowly slide down the thick member. He put his hands on Deacon’s hips as Deacon let his body become impaled to the hilt of his cock. When Deacon lifted his gaze to Joe’s own gaze, Joe felt his cock throb inside his lover at the intense love mixing with lust in the eyes that were growing darker as he stared into them.
Taking the reigns, Deacon slowly rocked his hips on Joe’s cock, moaning as he stared into Joe’s blue depths. He tangled a hand in Joe’s hair, tugging, and his other hand came to rest on Joe’s shoulder as Joe’s broke the gaze to move his mouth to his lover’s neck. He moaned as Joe bit and nipped at the spots he had discovered from their many nights together, his hand tugging, making his boyfriend moan, as the nails of his other hand dug slightly into the flesh of Joe’s shoulder.
As Deacon rocked his hips only a little bit faster, Joe moved his mouth back to Deacon’s, capturing it in a searing kiss that seemed to heighten the intimacy they were experiencing. He darted his tongue inside Deacon’s mouth, exploring as the older male rolled his hips, making both men moan. He pulled away from the kiss, using his teeth to tug on Deacon’s lower lip in the process. When Deacon lifted and lowered himself, Joe pulled him down a little harder, making Deacon cry out in pleasure as his head leaned back slightly. Taking the advantage of his exposed neck, Joe leaned in and sucked at Deacon’s adam’s apple.
Deacon moaned at the feel of Joe’s lips and tongue on his skin, sending shivers of pleasure through him as his continued to slowly, but steadily ride his lover’s cock, moaning his name as he tugged once more at Joe’s hair, earning a moan against his neck as he did so. He cried out in surprise and pleasure when Joe’s mouth moved to his neck and bit down on his most sensitive neck spot. He rocked his hips faster, wanting more desperately to feel Joe’s release inside of him.
Joe released Deacon’s neck as his breath started coming shorter as his orgasm drew nearer. He held Deacon’s hips more firmly, taking care not to mess up the nice pace his lover had taken on his cock, as he once more met with Deacon’s gaze. He had never stared into anyone’s eyes before, during this intimate act, and as he stared, his release grew even closer, but he knew Deacon wasn’t causing it. It was his eyes, those gorgeous eyes with that lusting look in them. Knowing that lust was for him and him alone was enough to pull Joe over the edge, making him cry out his lover’s name.
The feeling of Joe filling his bottom with his fluids made Deacon shudder as his own orgasm struck, covering Joe’s chest and stomach with his cum. His moans joined Joe’s as he released Joe’s name in a long, draw out moan. He stilled his hips, panting softly against Joe’s shoulder where he let his head come to rest. He trembled as Joe’s hand came up and gently stroked his spine, his hand shaking slightly as it moved. He turned his head and kissed Joe’s neck, and then making Joe shiver, grazed his fangs against Joe’s skin, kissing the spot after.
“I love you, Deacon,” Joe whispered before kissing his lover’s shoulder. “No matter what, I’ll always love you.”
“I’ll always love you too, Joe,” Deacon whispered in response as he buried his face into Joe’s shoulder.
“I’ll be waiting by your side, through the whole thing, Deacon. I’m not leaving your side, no matter how much it hurts to watch you go. Because, I know you’ll be waking up again, and we’ll be spending the rest of our lives together as soon as you turn me.”
[Author's Note: I already have 26 in the process and this chap was almost freakishly long so I cut it where it ended and used what I cut to begin chap 26 =) I dunno if 26 will be up today or tomorrow so you'll just have to keep an eye out =)]
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