Lauderhill This Was Always For You
#51
Was he even allowed to like. Hug the dude? What if Samuel didn't like it? But this was now a group hug and so Dom firmly placed an arm around the other vampire like they were family, grinning.

Can't get away from us now, Sammy.
#52
Jaime spoke with actions, pulling him from his seat and into the ‘pile’. Samuel couldn’t find a reason to resist, other than Dominic, and the human made it clear he was into it, wrapping an arm around him.

A joke could be made here, but he sat on it, keeping it bottled, only revealing his amusement by his quirked eyebrows.

"You are both hilarious." he spoke casually, although inwardly it was a welcoming move that absolutely warmed his heart.

Perhaps he had been wrong.
#53
Jaime chuckled now. He felt safe and felt loved. No more tears.

"Truly, my main calling is being a jester." He hummed.
#54
A group hug wasn't something you just up and left, especially if your boyfriend was right in the middle of it and his ex-sire-mentor was the other participant and absolutely drawing the wrong energy out of you.

He kissed Jaime softly on the cheek, kind and affectionate, then without a thought in that fluffy head of his he kissed Samuel on the cheek, a firm kinda polite sorta thing, he thought maybe!!
#55
Samuel was not wired for these long, tender moments. Maybe for Jaime, maybe back in the day, maybe if he didn’t find the situation so strange. Before Samuel could crack some joke, piggy backing off of Jaime, Dominic was leaning over and planting a smooch on the side of his face.

This human really didn’t have a thought in his head, huh. Samuel was up, removing himself from the vampire’s grasp and Dominic’s wandering lips. Again, the old vampire sat himself across from them.

"Thank you, Dominic, that’s very kind of you." Holding back a joke he so badly wanted to say, but Samuel was patient. Dominic was his guest tonight, so there would be no teasing!
#56
Jaime smiled at the display of affection and just cuddled Dom closer, happier now.

"Glad to see you two get along." he chuckled.
#57
Were they getting along? It still felt too early to say that for sure. Still, he smiled and leaned into the embrace further, glad that Jaime was getting joy out of this at least.
#58
Having moved to another seat, far from the reaching hands of either guests, Samuel stood.

"Really, I'll make you some tea." More of an announcement than a question, it was hardly a journey to walk to the kitchen, but far enough away that he felt like he had found reprieve from the two love birds.

They both were pretty handsy, and Samuel, who wasn't exactly a prude, found himself uncomfortable... or comfortable? He wasn't sure how he felt, which in itself, was strange.
#59
Jaime liked the smell of tea. But he realized he never had a proper cup of it...

"Hey, can I have some, too?"
#60
Dominic didn't ask for tea? But if Jaime was...

His neck almost snapped just so he could give his boyfriend a look.

Jaime was having tea?
#61
Samuel laughed from the kitchen.

Of course, Jaime wanted tea too.

"Of course, my darling." He responded, the words falling so quickly out of his mouth as if it were still a habit. Kind words for Jaime were always a habit.

In the kitchen, he pulled free an unused tea kettle, rinsing off the dust, before he filled it and set it on the stove to heat.
#62
"Grazie, dolcezza." Jaime blurted out without thinking, out of habit as well.
#63
Dominic kind of never thought he would have to sit in an ancient vampire's adorable house watching him interact with his ancient vampire boyfriend and being kind of intimate and domestic, but then it was a really specific situation to be in.

And they were from another time, so like. Super normal affection happening right now and Dom didn't need to feel like he had to pull back from everything and just let them have this.

Because he loved Jaime, and Jaime loved him, and there wasn't a need to question that.

But.

Did he maybe love Samuel a little more?
#64
Hearing that nickname took him by surprise, grateful to be concealed in the kitchen, he remained facing the stove. Another pang of sorrow hit him, he really shouldn't be warmed by that old pet name, so he forced it down and covered it in a weak rouge of shame.

Jaime had moved on, Samuel needed to as well, unsure as to why his heart was dragging its feet with all of this. Maybe it too was still stuck in that room, maybe Samuel as well.

Samuel would not rejoin them, instead staring wistfully at the tea kettle siting on a flame, he didn't want to make this more awkward for anyone.
#65
Jaime felt the odd change in the air. It was... huh...

Truth to be told, he did love Samuel. Always. Ever since they first met. Could he ever stop, really? The type of love he'd give would change, but... it would never stop.

He really needed to talk to both Dominic and Samuel separately, ensure them, hear them out...

He gently squeezed Dom's hand.
#66
That squeeze.

Did Jaime know how he was feeling?

It was stupid and selfish to think that way, right?

It wasn't up to Jaime to make him feel better about any of this.

Dom couldn't even begin to understand, could he?

"You okay?" he asked, smiling through the storm.
#67
The tea really didn't take that long to make, but he found comfort hovering by the stove, watching the water he poured into the mugs darken. If there had been an instructed steeping time, Samuel had forgotten to take it into account. No, Samuel took his time, putting them both on a small tray with a little dish of sugar.

The young/old man hesitated re-entering the room, and when he finally did, he put on his best smile.

"Tea always helps-" but for who? Samuel set the tray down, shoving down that ache in his chest to hand both Dominic and Jaime a mug of hot tea.

Once his host duty was handled, he took a seat on the far off chair, extracting his limbs away from them, closing in on himself, small notes of body language disguised behind his relaxed facial expressions. Samuel could be a frustrating person to read.
#68
Jaime felt that... odd atmosphere. Tense atmosphere. Well, what was better ice breaker than making an ass of himself?

He downed his tea. It tasted good, actually. He's been...

"Huh... I've been really missing out."


1/7

#69
Before Dom could even place the cup to his lips - uncultured, he didn't really know how he liked his tea and chose not to add sugar - Jaime was already chugging the drink he'd been offered like it was the most awesome psychic blood he'd ever tasted.

Stunned, he kinda just stared, cup tilted dangerously between his legs, scalding tea teasing the rim.
#70
Samuel's distant gaze blinked back immediately when Jaime opted to chugging the extremely hot tea, was he mad? Immediately Samuel held a hand out to Dominic, who was trustingly about to copy their boyfriend.

Such a sweet boy, but he had a human mouth, and he hardly wanted him to burn it.

"It is very hot, please do not-!"

Was he going to have to heal Jaime now? Concerned, his eyes focused back on the old, silly man.
#71
Hot... Oh, right. The tea was hot...

THE TEA WAS HOT!!! And now he felt the burn! That was a bad, terrible, terribly bad idea! Oh shit, why did he do that?!

The claws came up briefly, he dig them into his thigh, teary-eyed!


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#72
Dominic was definitely not going to chug hot tea like Jaime but he was ridiculously close to spilling it in his lap when Samuel reached towards him and he righted the cup before it could tip any further.

Jaime's delayed reaction was more than concerning!! Eyes drifting blank white, in the panic he summoned...

A handheld fan.

Sure.

Switching it on, he handed it over.
#73
A silly old man.

Samuel blinked, watching the small wave of chaos erupt around them. Dominic, in his kindness, summoned... a fan? Very cute, he thought, smiling gently at the boy's effort. As for Jaime, ruining his pants with claws was no way to behave at a tea party so he rose.

And, as if he were still a leader over the vampire, he approached, hands coming to Jaime's shoulders, his eyes clouding out similarly to Dominic (another similarity that Samuel could hardly miss). If the vampire did not immediately reel from his light touch, Samuel would offer to heal him, enveloping him in a familiar healing energy.

How long had it been since Samuel had to heal him.

It brought Samuel no joy, he hated it, hated seeing people hurt, and more so, his years in captivity only made using his powers painful.
#74
Jaime was given a fan and his brain wasn't that scrambled to make a further fool out of himself. He pointed the fan at his mouth and it actually helped him a little. And then Sam came in to heal him...

Like in the old times...

Ah...

He wanted to apologize, but couldn't, with all the burns going on. Sigh...


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#75
Reaching to rub Jaime's shoulder like that would do anything useful, he focused off his boyfriend and watched him try to use the fan to cool off.

But then the ex moved in and calm seemed to overtake Jaime as Samuel's eyes blotted white. Huh.

Same magic eyes.

He wasn't a replacement, he knew that.

It wasn't like you could just replace love like that.

He'd likely always feel something for Samuel and Dominic accepted that but.

Insecurity was a hell of a thing!! Especially when you weren't, like, used to it??
#76
Samuel could digest the pain Jaime was feeling, he could quench the burn and heal it without absorbing it as his own, but he was wanting to avoid his nastier side effect. Lessening the side effects, Samuel would take on some of the burn, transferring bits of it to himself, but otherwise healing Jaime in entirety.

When the deed was finished, Samuel blinked the milky white from his eyes and used a hand to tilt Jaime's jaw up.

"Better?" Searching his eyes with intensity, checking as if he could read Jaime's emotions.

Are you calm?
#77
The burn was gone and he was just still surrounded by people who loved him. Jaime managed a smile.

"Much better..." He regained his voice and sighed. "Sorry forthat."
#78
Okay.

Slightly uncomfy with the way dude was touching his boyfriend but like. Different time, man. They were ancient. Things were different.

These two were in love then, weren't they?

And now?

Know what? Not fucking important, Dominic.

Gently he slipped a hand over Jaime's and squeezed.

"Was it that good?" he joked, eyeing his own cup.
#79
Samuel lingered with his touch, only remaining with his hand until Jaime confirmed he was alright and there was no imminent threat of blood lusting. He didn't really feel like it would be a big threat, Jaime felt stronger now, and he doubted the man struggled with his temper much these days. With that thought, Samuel released his grip on Jaime's chin, his intense stare relaxing into a small smile.

"Good, I'm very glad."

Then backed away to return to his seat and looked at Dominic.

Such a good lad.

"Find out once it cools?" Winking at the young boy.
#80
Jaime managed a quiet laugh, gently returned the hand squeeze and smooched Dom on the cheek.

"Yeah, worth it... At least in my opinion."
#81
Once it cools.

Yeah the cool thing about that was that he could just like. Blow on it a bit. So with a nod to Samuel he lifted his own cup and blew on the hot liquid for a minute, then took the tiniest little sip from the edge of the cup.

...it definitely wasn't worth destroying the lining of your mouth for but Jaime didn't need to know that.

"It's pretty good," he decided. But not much more than that.
#82
Samuel looked to Dominic only to see him carefully sipping his tea, much more careful to avoid burns unlike his timeless lover. No doubt it had been some ploy to break up some of the tension, but he wished Jaime wouldn't resort to hurting himself in the future to keep peace.

For now, the old/young man sighed, a little tired, or so he projected; vampires did not feel fatigue.

"I am grateful for all of your company," He spoke politely, holding off on his goodbyes, but he knew they were nearing parting words.
#83
"So am I..." Jaime said quietly, with a soft smile.

They still had a lot to talk about. Quite a lot. But it would have been better done one on one.
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