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 Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2022 12:23 am
While Ravnos's walk had given him time to clear his head and somehow become even happier than he had been before, Grendel's sit and wait had him reflecting on how he was being preposterously silly. Brooding away, he kept on sipping on his second glass of wine, to the point where it was nearly empty when the Disciple arrived.
Grendel actually heard him humming from ages away, and fought the urge to roll his eyes when Ravnos stopped halfway up the stairs to greet him, an unsure smile toying with his lips.
The Disciple reached the top step and leaned down to kiss him, and Grendel was just...the most confused. How could he still be so happy?
What the ******** was in those cigars of his?
At least he didn't have to deal with any fallout for being ridiculous. He told himself this as he rose, poofing his nearly empty cup out of existence.
Silently, he reached for the Disciples hand, and laced his fingers between his, as he should have just done from the start. He also leaned forward to kiss Ravnos's cheek in return, rubbing his thumb over the vampire's knuckles in a silent apology. Yes, he had been silly, and he realized it.
"Let's go inside." He said, and led the Disciple to the very large entryway, using his powers to shove the great wooden door in front of them open leading them inside.
Flames flickered to life in sconces along the walls, a large, mostly empty, vaulted hallway the first room that they entered.
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2022 12:36 am
Oh good. He seemed just a little less broody that was nice. Perhaps his time alone had shown him just how silly he was being. The Disciple could only hope.
But the silent rib of his thumb over his knuckles told him enough. Grendel didn’t have to say or do anything more. It was all forgotten. Quite a while ago. Ravnos would make a special note to himself of what a nice walk that was and to do it again regularly.
As for what we’re in the cigars? Cloves and some other herbs. The happy kind.
He sucked in a breath as they entered the temple. It was so large inside, impressive. But also quite empty. This would be part of his job in making the temple more comfortable. It was a big task and he didn’t have the magical powers that Grendel did. But he had determination. And his mind was going a million miles an hour with ideas.
“Wow it’s so big.” If the temple looked impressive on the outside it was certainly impressive on the inside. And once decorated it would be…..perfect.
“I wonder where those stairs lead to….” He motioned the a dark set of stairs that went down into the floor. Indicating that there was a space beneath the intial floor. Was is a dungeon?
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2022 8:57 am
Grendel's gaze swept across this first open space, the place that would give any visitors their first impressions of the temple the moment that they arrived through the entrance. It was rather grande and impressive, but it was also very empty, and the sound of Ravnos's voice when he spoke echoed off of the walls that flickered with firelight.
The God glanced to where the Disciple was gesturing, seeing stairs that descended down underground.
"The dungeons," Grendel said, shrugging one shoulder. "I decided that those should stay, in case they are needed."
He still had a lot of enemies, after all. Not all of his temple should be as welcoming as what was on the surface.
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2022 9:17 am
“Hm. Good idea.” Ravnos wasn’t 100% sure if the dungeons would ever be used but at least they were there. Just in case.
His foot steps echoed as he wandered further into the spacious room. His mind a rapid flurry of ideas on what would go where and what colors would look nice. He had plans to make it as comfortable in here as it was in his wagon. That had taken some time to put together because that was for his own personal comfort.
But he wanted Grendel to have a temple that Vampires wanted to come to. Camarilla, Sabbat and Independents alike. They didn’t have to like each other but at least they would have some place to come and be safe. And not have to worry too much about his broody love.
Moving back to Grendel, he linked his arm with his and leaned his head against his shoulder. “This will be a nice space once it’s done.”
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2022 10:26 am
Grendel let his hand slip away from Ravnos's as the Disciple walked around. This was only one room of many, the temple was as much a home and a Haven for them as it was a place for his followers to seek him out. A place they would be able to come to for answers, knowledge, or protection.
In the event of a war, which he felt one day would inevitably come, this place would stand as a fortress against the tide of their enemies.
It needed to be so many things, and that is why it had felt very important to the God to reinvent it, and possibly why he had been so stressed out about it, to begin with.
He leaned his head against Ravnos's when he returned. "There is a lot more space than just this." He replied, "Enough that we can take some of it just for us, away from everything else."
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2022 11:24 am
“That sounds nice. Just a place for us. And who know maybe…” He paused, unsure about the topic after what had happened earlier. “Maybe one day our children….” If they ever did he felt as if he could take a more vested interest in their rearing. Leaving them to be cared for by the other parent hadn’t worked out too well for him and Zapathasura. The others might feel a bit jipped in that sense but part of him, now that he had choose someone to be with, wanted to try.
“Show me what areas are just for us. I’m sure they are going to need some sprucing up too.” It was kind of exciting to think of. Them together. Here in the temple. A place where no one else could reach them.
Ravnos wasn’t thinking of it as a place of safety in the case of a war. Dare he say perhaps he thought it as more of a home. While he had had many havens in his unlife and even as a mortal home was never a place he thought to have. Until now.
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2022 7:14 pm
It was hard to believe that not long ago they were dealing with the fallout from the confrontation between their two sons. Somehow they had (almost) seamlessly moved from two partners sharing in domestic bliss, to a God and his Disciple dealing with important business, and then back again. While Grendel knew things would not always be this easy, it was nice to know that they could be.
Having children with Ravnos was something he had been considering more and more lately, but when the Disciple mentioned it, something within the God stilled. He knew that it would not be like his other children. He knew that they would be raised by two parents who actually loved each other. He knew that it would not seem fair to his other children, whom he had abandoned with their mothers.
He also didn't really care. They'd obviously been raised well enough without him, anyways....unlike Ravnos's spawn.
"Yes." He said, with a nod of his head. "That is what I want." Eventually, or even soon. He still had a lot to do, but he also did not want to wait.
And then he very desperately, and very urgently, needed to kiss him, so he did so, unlinking their arms and moving to stand in front of him, grabbing the front of his shirt and tugging him roughly towards him so that their mouths could meet, hungry for it, and for him.
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2022 7:33 pm
No. It would definitely be different. He made a quiet promise that it would be. He would try his best to make it happen.
And then Grendel was in front of him. A desperate and hungry look in his eyes.
Ravnos gasped lightly as he was suddenly jerked forward by his shirt. Their lips meeting. His arms wrapping around Grendel’s neck as he dig his finger’s into the God’s hair. This wasn’t exactly showing him the other places but in Grendel’s arms was the only place for him.
He could just imagine it now. Little ones running about the temple, Grendel tottering after them with a broody look on his face. Adorable.
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2022 10:16 pm
Something about knowing that both he and Ravnos wanted children together made Grendel feel incredibly lustful at that moment. Besides that, it had been a very stressful evening all around and he was only too eager to focus on something positive for a few moments. Their future together, their home, their family. The God poured his excitement and longing into those kisses, and with his hands still wrapped up in fabric, he pushed Ravnos up against the nearest wall and began moving those kisses down, along his jaw, and then his neck.
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