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baroqueangel) wrote2015-05-31 01:38 am
baroqueangel) wrote2015-05-31 01:38 am
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Vassalord fic this time
Title: Naked
Pairing/Characters: Charley/Johnny
Rating: PG ???
Warning: Bad Vassalord writing, umm… bad grammar, overuse of punctuation.
Words: 519
Summary: It’s always better naked.
A.N: I haven’t written for Hentai for a while. I haven’t written Vassalord for a while. I haven’t written much for a while. I just didn’t want there to be too few entries so I whipped this up in about 30 minutes (which explains the suckage). Seriously, I've barely checked this and it probably doesn't fit the prompt all that well but I thought I'd at least try. They're also completely out of character but hey ho.
~~~
“Hey, Cherry, can you come here a minute please?” The voice came from the bedroom. A room he could have sworn was empty not half an hour ago. He had come on this assignment alone, apparently he wasn’t alone any longer.
“Master, I have asked you repeatedly to stop calling me that.” Charley didn’t move, just continued researching his latest assignment. He was sure he’d find out why Johnny was here sooner or later. He preferred it to be later.
“Aww, don’t be like that Cherry. You’ll make me feel sad. And after I went to all this trouble just for you.”
Charley sighed, Johnny was right behind him, apparently he would be finding out sooner. He turned, ready to ask what it was exactly that had lead to this visit but any words he may have been about to speak refused to leave his mouth. Instead they stuck in his throat and he struggled to breathe around them.
“Did I leave you speechless? This has to be a first.” Johnny leant down until his eyelashes were brushing against Charley’s cheek. Breath ghosted over Charley’s lips “do you like what you see?”
Charley really didn’t know how to respond to that. He blinked as he tried to process what was before him. A grown vampire. In a pink schoolgirl’s skirt. A white shirt complete with pink ribbon around his neck. White socks pulled up to his knees. His hair tied back with what appeared to be a Hello Kitty hair band.
Was he supposed to like this? Did Johnny want him to like this? Charley remembered how to breathe, blinked a few times, his eyelashes getting caught with Johnny’s who was still way too close for Charley’s comfort, he looked the older vampire up and down. Then turned back to the computer and continued his research.
“I don’t know what drugs you have been taking Master, but I would suggest you don’t take them again. You appear to be rather delusional. Either that or very drunk.”
Charley smiled when he heard the huff and then the stomping feet as Johnny headed back to the bedroom. He could hear the rustle of fabric as Johnny stripped off the pink that did absolutely nothing for the vampire’s complexion. When he heard the sound of the bed creaking and the covers making that shwooshing sound as they were pulled over a body and the muttering that was Johnny as he complained about ungrateful brats he decided it was time to save his work and turn off the computer.
He stood in the bedroom doorway, looking at the naked body barely being concealed below white cotton sheets. That was how he preferred Johnny to look. He much preferred the older vampire naked. And marked. And sated. Which sounded like a perfect way to spend the evening now that he had been interrupted.
Maybe he would consider some outfits in the future, since Johnny seemed to like playing dress-up. Assuming they could find one that made Johnny look sexier than he did right now of course. Which really wasn’t all that likely at all.
Pairing/Characters: Charley/Johnny
Rating: PG ???
Warning: Bad Vassalord writing, umm… bad grammar, overuse of punctuation.
Words: 519
Summary: It’s always better naked.
A.N: I haven’t written for Hentai for a while. I haven’t written Vassalord for a while. I haven’t written much for a while. I just didn’t want there to be too few entries so I whipped this up in about 30 minutes (which explains the suckage). Seriously, I've barely checked this and it probably doesn't fit the prompt all that well but I thought I'd at least try. They're also completely out of character but hey ho.
~~~
“Hey, Cherry, can you come here a minute please?” The voice came from the bedroom. A room he could have sworn was empty not half an hour ago. He had come on this assignment alone, apparently he wasn’t alone any longer.
“Master, I have asked you repeatedly to stop calling me that.” Charley didn’t move, just continued researching his latest assignment. He was sure he’d find out why Johnny was here sooner or later. He preferred it to be later.
“Aww, don’t be like that Cherry. You’ll make me feel sad. And after I went to all this trouble just for you.”
Charley sighed, Johnny was right behind him, apparently he would be finding out sooner. He turned, ready to ask what it was exactly that had lead to this visit but any words he may have been about to speak refused to leave his mouth. Instead they stuck in his throat and he struggled to breathe around them.
“Did I leave you speechless? This has to be a first.” Johnny leant down until his eyelashes were brushing against Charley’s cheek. Breath ghosted over Charley’s lips “do you like what you see?”
Charley really didn’t know how to respond to that. He blinked as he tried to process what was before him. A grown vampire. In a pink schoolgirl’s skirt. A white shirt complete with pink ribbon around his neck. White socks pulled up to his knees. His hair tied back with what appeared to be a Hello Kitty hair band.
Was he supposed to like this? Did Johnny want him to like this? Charley remembered how to breathe, blinked a few times, his eyelashes getting caught with Johnny’s who was still way too close for Charley’s comfort, he looked the older vampire up and down. Then turned back to the computer and continued his research.
“I don’t know what drugs you have been taking Master, but I would suggest you don’t take them again. You appear to be rather delusional. Either that or very drunk.”
Charley smiled when he heard the huff and then the stomping feet as Johnny headed back to the bedroom. He could hear the rustle of fabric as Johnny stripped off the pink that did absolutely nothing for the vampire’s complexion. When he heard the sound of the bed creaking and the covers making that shwooshing sound as they were pulled over a body and the muttering that was Johnny as he complained about ungrateful brats he decided it was time to save his work and turn off the computer.
He stood in the bedroom doorway, looking at the naked body barely being concealed below white cotton sheets. That was how he preferred Johnny to look. He much preferred the older vampire naked. And marked. And sated. Which sounded like a perfect way to spend the evening now that he had been interrupted.
Maybe he would consider some outfits in the future, since Johnny seemed to like playing dress-up. Assuming they could find one that made Johnny look sexier than he did right now of course. Which really wasn’t all that likely at all.