Author: Artemis ()
Disclaimer: This series and all characters are original, so they’re owned by me. If someone wants to use them or the universe - just ask.
Distribution: Please write me an e-mail when you archive it anywhere. I want to show-off ;-)
Rating: PG-13
Chapter: 1/1
Summary: Lucas tells about “one of the biggest mistakes of his existence”. It’s no surprise that Sean Ireland, his "obsession of the year", is involved.
Author's note: Well, it’s obviously slash, most likely some cursing, possibly some bloodshed. Hey, this is about vampires…
This story takes place sometime or other after Descendants.
Companion piece to my Bound by blood and vow books.
The village Goldbrook inclusive all shops etc. and Goldbrook Castle are only existing in my head.
I apologize again in advance for all the mistakes. English still isn’t native to me.

Mistakes: Lucas
3rd short story in the Bound by blood and vow Series
By Artemis ()

Lucas’ POV:

Usually, my unlife is boring and… boring. For an adventurous Tiger like me, this is a terrible torture. But most likely you’ll know that already. Many people reproach us with being whiny - and I’m not sure that they’re lying… But I’m already digressing - another trait of my clan. I didn’t planned to tell you about our from the other clans most hated character traits. Although this would surely give a fascinating and long paper. I’ll consider writing a thesis about this subject, maybe I could…

Back to topic, Lucas! Well, my misery started with me wanting some action in my otherwise boring unlife. I brooded for a long time - or at least it appeared long to me and we’re really impatient - about what to do. But I couldn’t think of anything exciting and new - although I’m not even a Master, I had an eventful life.

This changed all out of sudden one evening. Like everyday, my landlady was complaining at supper about her daughter-in-law. “…and so she said I had no right to interfere into the lives of Steven and herself. What a terrible girl! Steven made a big mistake when he married this hag!”

Needless to say, I was unnerved. So I commented, “well, madam, would you prefer to have a son-in-law?!”

My landlady stared at me in shock. Her husband had a hard time stifling his laughter - without success. Finally, she said something even for me surprising. “If he would be a young gentleman as polite, well-mannered, hard-working, intelligent and loveable as you, Mr St. Clair...“

This was one of the very few occasions in my existence that I was utterly speechless. But my lovely landlady gave me at the same time an excellent and thrilling idea. In fact, she remembered me of someone I believed to have successfully forgotten. Sean Ireland.

In the following weeks, I just couldn’t cease to think about the handsome mink-haired psi who’d been only somewhere near my property for a few hours. I’d believed I was over the loss of him. But now I understood that I would never be able to truly forget him. He’s the only mortal - or immortal, for the matter of that - who I think of as an equal. He wasn’t just a conquest without meaning - although he’s technically a business partner. Because of this he’s the only one who manages to keep my interest. His looks aren’t really important to me - although I see more and more often his face when I close my eyes. In a nutshell, my obsession was back full force.

Because I’d the gut feeling that my obsession with Sean wouldn’t get better for a long time, I chose to do something about this. And nope, we Tigers never do things a bit. It’s either all or nothing. I was intent on getting it all…

It’s easy to get into the boarding school’s dormitory - a former luxury hotel. Then it’s only a small obstacle to break into Sean’s room without anyone noticing me and traces. I’m not a thief, not at all, but I spent one year almost only in Lion company - and they’re infamous for their tricks. I didn’t felt comfortable with violating his privacy but it’s the only way to have a talk with him without anyone interrupting. While I waited for him, I worked hard at suppressing the memories this room caused.

And then it’s time: I heard Sean’s bedroom door being unlocked. Sitting at his computer desk, I wanted to pretend being calm and nonchalant. This façade was damaged as soon as I caught sight of him. My former lover was dirty, bruised, his mud-stained clothes torn into rags. Still, I cooed, “good evening, Sean.”

I was treated the way only psis can - and which’s making him irresistible. At first, the 17 years old ignored me totally. Only when he’d sat down comfortable at the bed and was removing the remains of his t-shirt as well as his boots, he asked in a with disdain dripping voice, “bored?!”

Although I’d expected exactly that, the disparaging behaviour and rejection annoyed me infernal. So I snapped defensive, “yeah, sure! Why else should I bother to unnerve psi trash?”

My psi made a sound somewhere between sigh and groan. I was shocked to see how defeated he was, shoulders slumped and non of the compulsory arrogance of his so-called “superior kind” in his posture. He looked so very tired…

#Hurting people who resigned themselves to fate is like kicking a beaten puppy. And I never harm the helpless, defenceless.# Although I yearned to stay and just be near him - maybe even console him - I went to the window. I would’ve enough opportunities to be a major pain in the neck when Sean was in a better state.

Sean hadn’t noticed that I was preparing my vampire disappearance and spoke finally. “Please. Please, Lucas. Just leave me in peace. I don’t want to fight with you. I don’t want to fight at all. Can you just buzz off?”

This decided it for me. Change of plans! I kneeled at the bed next to Sean, softly kissing the back of his neck. I took it as a good sign that he didn’t beat me up, screeched for his little bodyguards or flinched. “I make you an offer, my proud warrior: I give you a massage to loosen this quite uncomfortable stiff looking muscles and then you tell me in detail what’s going on and makes you despair. Sometimes it helps to talk to someone - you become aware of your real problems and so can find a solution for them.”

“Lucas, that’s rather a command than an offer. Still, I accept.”

It should be the beginning of one of the biggest mistakes of my existence…

As long as no one expects me to follow my own advices, I’m very good at lecturing people. Sometimes I just can’t help it, the self-righteous side of my demon breaks through then. Sean received first-hand experience with this attitude of mine. If you wonder now what that has to do with my fatal mistake, you’re overhasty. Because this lecture session turned very soon into kissing session…

Well, let’s just say the kissing turned to making out, stuff happened and a couple of hours later I was a very happy and very sleepy vampire with belly full of warm, delicious psi blood. Because Sean wasn’t in the state to tell me off, I could nurture his neck as much as I wanted. Granted, I’d to listen to occasional remarks like “you’re just too stingy to buy yourself a lollipop”, “it’s kinky to be engrossed with licking other people’s blood vessels - no matter if you’re a vampire” and so on. But… hey, that’s the appeal of having a psi lover!

Suddenly, two small scars at his artery caught my attention. A glance confirmed my suspicions. At the same time my heart skipped a beat and I got dizzy spell by the fear that seized my soul. Never had I longed for my lover to bring himself into such a hopeless situation, never wanted I him to be my property. Okay, that’s maybe not right. I wanted and still want Sean to be mine. But I don’t want a slave and claiming can very easy turn into slavery, especially when the claim has no idea what he gets himself into.

“Sean! Sean, you didn’t told me that you kept my marks! Not that I would complain, but usually people ask before they make themselves claims. The least they can do is inform their claimers afterwards! And besides you don’t have any idea what you’ve got yourself into, that’s totally insane and stupid and you’ll get into trouble because of my claim!”

Now it’s Sean’s turn to be defensive. “Hey, it’s not like I’d much time to consider this life-changing decision. And by the way, you’d already disappeared when I chose to keep the marks. Only at Sunday evening I considered what aftermaths this had. But I’m well informed by now. I went to the school library instantly when it opened Monday and researched about the claiming. I know what I got myself into and I don’t regret it. Of course, if you don’t want me as your claim, we can try to erase the claiming…”

“That’s absolutely impossible, Sean. You still don’t understand. You can’t cancel or erase the blood bond of claiming and you can’t ignore it. What’s done is done and there’s no way of changing it. But of course I want you as my claim! I’m honoured to own you, possess you. But I respect you too much to make you my submissive pet psi.”

“Not gonna happen!”

“Good. Some time we’ll have to have a long talk about your duties and rights for the time being. Because of the war you can hardly stay with me at the moment, so it’ll be a bit more complicated. But don’t worry, we’ll find a way. That is, if you want…”

“Yeah, I want the whole thing. And now please get off me, you’re a hell of a vice!”

I went into hysterics at that. I know it’s not mature to giggle always, but that’s a part of my nature. And after all, it seems like Sean likes my silliness, doesn’t he? At this moment, I became painfully aware how much this arrogant, fanatic, cruel, cold-blooded psi meant to me. Sean’s my world, the person I love. And I’ll never be able to tell him… My love for him had been such a bittersweet pain that I feel it even now, at this very moment, like it’d been yesterday.

Sean placed me tenderly next to him and cuddled up to me like I could protect him from the world outside of this room. I’m sure that both of us didn’t doubted the impossibility of this for a single moment. But it’s comforting to believe in miracles for once. And maybe, just maybe, we would be granted by some divine power a little bit of happiness…

After a soft kiss, we fell asleep - oblivious to the morning sun, the countless things which would most likely be left unsaid forever and the near parting.

When I woke up, silky mink hair covered my chest like a veil. It stroked me as rather strange that a hateful, never trusting psi like Sean Ireland was slumbering peacefully in the protective embrace of his natural enemy. Not only relaxed he intentional - his subconscious didn’t minded as well.

My second thought was that I just volunteered for my own execution and that I made one of the biggest mistakes of my existence. It’s wrong to have even sympathetic feelings for a psi, wasn’t it? I would’ve been able to justify somehow why I spent several hours with my victim after I accomplished the mission I was sent for. What I’d done today was pretty close to treason. No way could I explain a romance with London’s vampires’ most hated enemy.

I knew already back then that I did another mistake when I wanted to just forget what happened. I hadn’t been able to get Sean out of my head for months and there’s no reason why I should suddenly be able to control my hormones. I guess I was afraid of the unexpected and unfamiliar feelings this youth caused. And my confusion grew only when I felt pangs of conscience for the very thought of disappearing before Sean woke up and never seeing him again. I hadn’t often cared about the feelings of other people, so it’s kind of a shocking experience…

#You’re making my life very difficult, Sean Ireland. More difficult than I expected it to be ever. Suddenly I care more for your needs than for my own. I worry what’ll happen to you if my people find out about us. It won’t be pleasant for both of us - then they’ve another reason to kill you - but I can accept my fate. I tricked death already, if I’m killed now it’ll still be a gain, not a loss of life. But you’re mortal and this life’s yours. You should live it till the very end. It’s not right if my kind decides about you living or dying. They don’t have any right to do that - although you’re “only” a psi.

I wish I could protect you from my world, but we know all that a Tiger isn’t a protector. I’m unable to fight for myself, let alone for you. And most likely you would be still a better warrior if I would be Lion or Jade. I never was a fighter, that’s just not what I’m good at. So how could I protect someone who’s believing he wages war against darkness - and sells his soul, in truth? Cause the biggest danger to you you’re yourself. And I also can’t protect you from yourself. You don’t trust me enough to listen to me…#

“Already awake?”

“Good morning, Sean. How do you feel?”

“Great! Can we sleep another couple of hours?”

“I’m sorry, but I’ve today the last real life lectures. The rest of the month I’ll study over the net - the campus is dangerous cause many other kinds study at London. Somehow, my university is very attractive for all people who’re hostile to vampires…”

“You can’t play truant? Please, Lucas? I don’t want to sleep alone today.”

“Okay. But most likely I’ll have left when you wake up again.”

“I’ll have to live with that, don’t I?”

“I fear so. I’m really sorry, Sean I wish things would be different…”

“Don’t. We can’t change the course of time and we can’t just switch our loyalties. I understand that you need to be with your people soon. I just would like to have you today all for myself. Then I’ll share you again properly with your family, your Sire, your studies, your Princess, your friends and all the other people to whom you’re responsible to.”

“Does this means you want to stay in touch with me this time?” At this moment, life seemed to be heaven for me. I could see Sean occasionally and maybe I would even be able to present him as my claim. Of course, I was not considering the problems of a secret relationship and this would have to change as soon as I was sobered up from my joy…

“If you also want to…”

I shrugged, again playing nonchalant. It wouldn’t help us any to waste the few precious hours we can share with mourning. “You’re always so terrible serious, Sean. Without fun life isn’t even mildly interesting. Granted, you can reach historic goals with hard and determined work, but when you’re dying, you can’t claim that you have had a good time. If you live the Tiger way, you probably won’t become the most popular or feared person in the world, but you can have a happy and contended life. Now, are you willing to spend just the rest of the day my way?”

“Of course!”

Maybe, just maybe, it wasn’t such a big mistake to come, when I think about it. Granted, I got myself into a terrible mess and every other vampire will want to kill me as soon as our affair’s discovered. But it’s worth it - even if I loose everything for this love.

For the first time since decades - maybe ever - I was perfectly happy this Friday in late May. At this moment, nothing seemed impossible for me. It didn’t even bothered me that I would have to leave my claim and mate very soon. There would be another opportunity to spend centuries with him, when the gang war’s finally over. After all, we have eternity. Because I just decided, I surely won’t let mortal complaints like death and sickness steal him from me…

tbc…

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