I Will Sail With No Pirate! (mxm)

Chapter 11

Pacing outside of the double doors, James waited about ten minutes before forcing his way into the room. It caused a slight commotion, but considering he had just broken the lock and the doors slid back into place a moment later, no guests bothered to inquire about the interruption. What he saw when he looked toward the couch to his left was definitely not expected and immediately had his blood boiling. Everything in him suddenly hurt, too... and not in a safe way.

"Good evening, James. I don't remember requesting your presence."

Merik's hand gently rubbed slowly up and down against his pet's smooth skin as he spoke, not feeling the least bit bothered by James' now-bared fangs. 

That is mine! Alexandre belongs to me!

"Well, since you are here, I'd like to discuss changing the ownership of your pet. I want him."

James knew that he had no right to decline. Hell, most vampires would consider it an honor for him to pick one of their pathetic humans. That's why most people dressed them well for this specific type of event. However, as his eyes roved over Alexandre's partially naked body, he knew that he wouldn't be handing him over just on a simple request. Thankfully, he was silent in Merik's arms, giving him a slight bit of relief. One did not just talk freely with Merik if you were human, so he silently thanked him for not being rash right then.

"I would prefer to keep him. I do have several other slaves that you may choose from, though."

James watched him, biting his tongue as the man's hand squeezed his pet's backside and nuzzled his cheek, inhaling the delicious scent he, himself, had come to enjoy smelling on his blankets.

"Hmm..."

The gears seemed to be turning quite quickly in his mind because James saw his expression change from upset, to anger, then to thoughtfulness and deviousness. 

Crap, he is thinking about one of his tricks again...

"How about we let him decide whom he wishes to stay with? Surely if you are such a good owner, then he will wish to return with you." 

He knew Alexandre's expression would show surprise at the thought of being able to live on land again, which obviously came with the possibility of escape, but when he didn't react, James knew something wasn't right. 

"Alexandre?"

His head slowly turned so that their eyes could meet. Dead. They looked completely blank, his normal bluish grey eyes were faded to nearly clear. Both Merik and James were silent as he slowly climbed off the other vampire's lap. Once he had his pants back up his shoulders straightened and he replied with a complete monotone voice.

"No."

"What?"

"I will sail with no pirate."

Waves of emotion he had long-since discarded suddenly crashed down upon his chest. He had spat those words out so quickly, as if they were poison on his tongue. He didn't understand how dangerous Merik was! James was no meaning of the word nice, but Merik took it so much further. He may not feed on a single slave as often, considering he had plenty to use, while he, himself, tended to keep just one, but he tortured them in every other way.

"You are doing something to cloud his judgment. His eyes are dead of emotion that I know would be there now."

Merik raised a brow, but did not seem worried about being accused of swaying Alexandre's will.

"Free him of your spell and then let him speak."

The vampire lord seemed entertained by his request, considering he had no power to make one to begin with. He tilted his head to one slide, licked his lips, then tilted it to the other. While he hadn't been around him as much as possible, he did know that he often did that when he was thinking about something seriously, but also finding something amusing.