dorian & godric

[brushoff]

Christ, how Dorian hated Texas.

It was the best and worst of America. There still was so much space, plenty of towns barely hanging on, hardscrabble little places that were trying to make their move, the drive and determination and chutzpah that Dorian adored of the America in the past. America in the 1920s was great. A feisty nation, determined to prove itself on the world's stage, bright and brilliant and ready to take on the challenge.

But the Texas cities? The cities were horrible. Large, ugly things almost crushed under the weight of their own self-importance and overpasses. Forgotten centers where all residents fled to cookie-cutter nigh identical houses set in towns created solely for the purpose of commuting. People didn't thrive in places like that, with their subdivisions and big box stores and fucking Targets. You lived there, but you didn't thrive. And Dorian Gray was always looking for something new, something bright and breathing and alive.

Granted, a shitty little dive bar wasn't exactly what most people thought of when they thought of 'alive.' But Dorian had been lingering around Dallas long enough that a few things had gained his interest. The coming out of the closet, so to speak, of vampires had been the big one. Idly, he wondered what Toby would have thought of it all—he felt so alone for so long. Would vampire advocacy groups or these cute little pamphlets have changed anything? Or would the Sunday morning cable news services about how all vampires are damned have made things worse? There's no way of knowing. But Dorian wanted to learn more about this himself.

Try as he may to fit in, it's obvious that Dorian is here for something. He flirts with the waitress and casually asks a few questions about vampire activity in the area. He loses a game of pool but presses his competition whenever they bring up 'fangs.' This is the third day in a row he's made some not-so-subtle inquiries about vampires, something's got to give eventually. He's British as hell, the accent is a dead giveaway, so might as well lean into the obviousness and see what happens.

And as he slips out of the back door of the dive bar, stepping outside to light up a cigarette, Dorian's certain that something will happen. What precisely? He doesn't know.

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[loveisall]

Godric shakes his head. "Ten. You have....eighteen hours," he says with a barely suppressed laugh.

[brushoff]

That laugh is intoxicating. Dorian knows he'll want to make it so that he can hear it more. "Four hours for me to get ready, fourteen hours for everything else. Shall I meet you there? Or will you be picking me up?"

[loveisall]

"I can send a car if you'd like," he says, walking past him and hesitating before kissing him deeply.

[brushoff]

Dorian indulges, kissing Godric as long and as passionately as he can muster. He pulls away with a grin.

"I'll be ready then. And I'll make sure I'm the best looking person at the entire damn party."

Time to show those vampires up.

[loveisall]

He leans into the kiss, enjoying it with a sigh as he pulls back. "I believe that."

[brushoff]

Dorian gives Godric a wide grin before,

"Now go. Perfection takes time and I know you have some desperately boring vampire sheriff nonsense to do before your party. I'll see you then."

[loveisall]

"Sleep, Dorian. I am going to sleep today."

He smiles and disappears, leaving his phone behind.

And later that evening, a black car comes for Dorian and waits outside the building.

[brushoff]

Dorian moves to the car with the self-confidence of someone who's hot shit and knows it. He's wearing leather trousers, leather boots, and a well-tailored suit jacket. Under the jacket, however, Dorian is wearing a mesh shirt with a neckline just low enough that it shows off his neck. He's only got his phone and his wallet in his pockets, though he does have a box in his hand. He's wearing just a hint of makeup, a bit of eyeliner solely to accentuate his eyes.

When the car pulls up at the party, Dorian tips the driver handsomely, then makes his way in. He's walking like he owns the place, giving anybody there only a little nod as acknowledgement, until he finds Godric.

"I brought you a present~" said in a sing song tone, as he offers the vampire the small box.

[loveisall]

Godric looks up and smiles, holding out a hand for him. The others in the room seem to form a bit of a bubble around them, giving them a semblance of privacy.

[brushoff]

"I bought you a telephone," Dorian grins. "And of course I already loaded it up with a hundred photos of myself. Some are better seen in private."

[loveisall]

Godric grins at him, like a secret, like Dorian is the only one who can light him up.

He places the box on the table beside him and gestures to the chair on the other side.

"Why do I need pictures when I have you here now?"

[brushoff]

Dorian sits down in the chair, absolutely manspreading, but looking up at Godric with a conspiratorial little smile.

"You'll need pictures because occasionally you'll need a little reminder of what you're missing every time you're stuck in one of those endlessly long vampire politics meetings."

[loveisall]

"I have no idea what you mean."

He hands the phone to Stand behind him, who glowers at Dorian but plugs the phone into the wall for him.

Godric reaches over to take Dorian's hand instead. His grip is loose, weak, and as he leans in, the light shows how much paler he is than even the night before.

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He's so pale. And that loose grip certainly doesn't feel good. Idly, Dorian wonders just how much Godric's been eating. He'll have to coax him into a meal tonight after all this is done.

Dorian gives Godric's hand a little squeeze before leaning in to whisper, "You're coming back to mine tonight—and I won't take no for an answer."

[loveisall]

"You are quite comfortable giving me orders," he says with a half smile. He doesn't agree, but he doesn't need to. He knows he will go.

He gestures for someone to join them and a vampire kneels in front of Godric, giving Dorian a quick cautious look. His blue eyes seem to shine more through olive skin, offset by dyed blond hair that seems perpetually out of place.

"Godric," he says, looking between the two nervously. "I want permission to change my girlfriend."

He gestures for another person to join them. The girl walks up, clearly intoxicated, tripping over herself as she leans against him. "Hi," she chirps, popping gum in her perfect teeth. She isn't any older than twenty, black braids all the way down to her hips.

Godric tilts his head. "What's your name?"

"Sky," she answers and giggles, this time with a tinge of nerves.

"Sky, stay here with me. Edward, you can go. I will have an answer when I have finished questioning her."

The vampire scampers off to another room. Back to the main party.

[brushoff]

As the vampire gives Dorian a cautious look, he matches with a purposeful one of his own, blatantly staring the vampire down for a moment before turning back to the situation. When it's just the three of them, Dorian sighs a little before looking from Godric to that girl.

"I can smell the alcohol on your breath, you know. I sincerely hope you two talked about this when you were sober."

Godric is the sheriff here—Dorian is well aware what he says goes. But he'll at least offer his two cents before the actual conversation starts and he'll shut up for a moment. Dorian knows damn well he can't judge anyone who wants to seek immortality...but he can certainly judge them if they're making the decision while plastered.

[loveisall]

She laughs.

"Oh yeah. We talked a lot about it."

Godric takes Dorian's hand, not chiding him at all for speaking. He looks up to her. "Why do you want this?"

"Because we're in love," she answers, grinning as she clutches her bag close to her. "Because I want to be in love forever and ever."

[brushoff]

It's obvious from Dorian's expression that he's a little skeptical. Are you in love, or are you just twenty.

He looks over back to Godric before asking, "Might I have your permission to do something...unorthodox?"

If she rats to her boyfriend, best to make sure this is above board.

[loveisall]

He nods. "Go ahead, but don't - hurt her," he says gently, though he doubts that was Dorian's intent. Still, Godric does need to ensure that he stays in line.

[brushoff]

Dorian gets up from his chair and walks over to Sky. "I don't know the specifics, but I do know that a vampire has a special bond with the one that makes them." As he talks, he reaches over to lightly wrap his arms around her waist, pulling the girl close.

"It's a bond that lasts all eternity. Now does someone as young, as vibrant, as beautiful as you want that bond? I can't judge."

He leans in towards her ear, breath on her neck, indulging in the intimacy.

"But surely you want to at least indulge more. To see what's out there before settling down."

Dorian is just blatantly flirting. He doesn't know if he'll get kissed or get slapped, but it's worth a shot.

[loveisall]

Her eyes widen slightly and she looks to Godric, who watches impassively.

"I...uh," she stammers as she looks to him and then backs away.

"What is this?"

[brushoff]

It's blatant flirting to see if she'll stick with the vampire who wants to turn her when (at least in Dorian's mind), something new and better and even more enticing comes along.

"Forget him," Dorian purrs, though he keeps his distance between himself and the girl. "I can have a car for us here in moments. We'll leave this drab little party and I can show you some real fun. I've got a pair of diamonds that would look lovely on your ears and some champagne that I'd love to taste on your lips."

Is this a dick move? Absolutely. But is Dorian a good person to begin with? Absolutely not.

[loveisall]

Godric sees his plan but makes no move to stop him. He just sits back with a shrug.

"He isn't a vampire, but he's telling the truth."

She looks between them again and stammers a bit. "But...what about..."

Godric lifts his fingers. "You have so much life ahead of you. You are young. Beautiful. If you want to have a good time, then do it. Dorian's lovely, isn't he? You'd like to take him up on his offer?"

She just giggles nervously and tucks her hair behind her ears. "Yeah. I mean...yeah."

Godric nods and stands. "Then go enjoy the party."

[brushoff]

Dorian gives both of them a little nod. He turns his attention towards Godric to ask,

"Shall I go with her? Or do you wish for me to stay with you for a while?"

[loveisall]

"Stay. Let her enjoy herself," he says and sits back in his chair, rubbing his forehead, muttering something in a language that hasn't been spoken for centuries.