The Hunter's Vampire {Re-writing}

Chapter 58 Mănânce

This chapter has foreign language in it, so you'll see [¹,²,³ etc.] On a foreign phrase that will have a translation at the end of the chapter.

Translation:
Romanian: Mănânce - Eat

Vidaldus emerged from his presently cool bath after he and his lover were scrubbed clean. He had unplugged the drain and let the water run down his head and back. Kalson stood, his brow rising as he observed Vidaldus' soft tan brown skin. A black cloud was rousing from his skin, lifting the skin there almost as if to rip open his flesh. Kalson jerked back, sloshing around the water at their feet as he held his chest. "Vida, your skin!"

The Vampire glanced back at him and arched his brow. "Yes, what about it?"

"Wha' da fuck is tha'?" He asked, too hesitant to touch the moving entity that curled and wrapped around Vidaldus' body. "Vida... answer me?!"

Vidaldus sighed and turned around, his dark brown curls dripping down his shoulders. "Darling, there's nothing to fear. It's only Wicker settling herself. She gets restless when she's exerted her powers."

"Wha'? Wicker? How did she even...?"

"Magic love, it's all magic. Familiars are rather clingy, plus since she used so much power, she needs to recharge, and her source of energy is me. She'll be restless like this until tomorrow."

"Understood... so why does she need to take power from you?"

He sighed. "Think of me as water, and the plants as Wicker. Plants need watch for energy and to live otherwise when they use their resources to grow, they'll die without me. Did you understand that?"

Kalson hummed softly, then nodded. "Yes. I understand. She needs you for growth when she's in need of more energy."

His smile was a little tight, "yes."

"So... why does she look like dat?" he asked, pointing a finger at her smokey disposition that kept on curving around Vidaldus' upper torso, three obscure misty tendrils now twirling around his muscular right thigh. Kalson's eyes followed the restless Wicker on her eager journey down his lover's tan leg. "She's quite cheeky." He muttered.

Vida's lips quirked up into a lazy smirk. "Your mind is ever in the gutter. She cares not for sexual pleasures. She's only moving so much because she's feeding off of me. If I'm sexually active, then my energy levels will spike, and she'll absorb the excess and settle down. Should we fuck, or would you rather ogle me instead?" his green eyes turned black just as he stepped forward. "Top or bottom?"

Kalson's cheeks flared red as he caught a glimpse at Vidaldus' cock growing harder. "Top." A grin grew on the older man's face as he closed the space between their bodies, his hands wrapping around Kalson's waist as he pulled him in and claimed his lips. The younger man moaned under his lover's towering figure, their teeth clattering against one another as they fought for dominance, their tongues jutting out to slip into the other man's mouth. Vidaldus caught Kalson's jaw, ceasing their kiss, the hunter's eyes hazy.

"My ass is yours tonight, lover." He licked at his man's lips, receiving a breathy moan to which he gave a fanged smile.

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Gaxin opened the door of his office, allowing Adam to enter before him. The younger man nodded in thanks, his eyes widening upon entry. The room opened up into a posh and witchy office, the shelves that lined the parallel walls were filled with books, jars, herbs, portrays and other decorum pieces that were hung to the walls. The room was illuminated by a black metal chandelier hanging in the middle of the ceiling. The scattering of tall candles around the room flickered to life.