[ As if Nen could be anything but in his lap when their libido isn't involved. Nen cuddles back into him, taking a deep breath and releasing it against his chest.
This is fine. Even if it doesn't work, this is fine. He wants to help them and they want it to work, too.
[There is a kickass guitar riff as suddenly in a flash of green light, Max appears! Because he is a god and a god has got to make an entrance. And strapped to his back is a big fuck-off mirror shard. Looks sharp as hell. Looks like he attached it with carapace covered insect legs and bungee cords.]
[Oh, what the fuck, Max - at least warn a guy before appearing like that!?! Chipp jumps half a foot in the air, Nen included, and wraps his arms around them nice and tight -
... Before realizing who it is, letting out a sigh as he deflates.]
Christ, Max - good of ya to get here fast, but you coulda responded to my text first!?
[ Oh good, at least Chipp reacts because Nen went into freeze mode when Max popped into existence like that. Whole faint-goat mode, sans the loss of consciousness. They stare at Max like a deer in headlights, eyes large and hands curled into tight little fists against Chipp's front.
[Max shoots finger guns at you Chipp. Come on. You'll laugh about this some day.]
Nice to meet you Nenonen. So. I'm sure Chipp has explained everything about the deal and how it will work. For your part, to keep your body from aging and stopping the clock, as it were, you'll need to drink my blood once a month. Every thirty days to be exact.
I'll bleed into a cup and you drink it. No biting required. And you will gain some vampiric power. Namely enhanced stamina, strength, and speed. Strength and speed could be further enhanced should you tap into the disciplines of my mother's clan. That being Vigor and Celerity. Vigor is super strength, Celerity being super speed.
There is also Majesty which allows you to manipulate the emotions and attention of those around you. However, using these powers will use the blood in your body. Using it all up can trigger withdrawal and you will need to drink again sooner than the thirty days. Doing so could create a blood bond.
Basically, your feelings toward me could become heightened at stage one. Which with the thirty day arrangement will be the most at risk. Levels two and three, if that does happen, will change your feelings about me. They will warp to become what you already feel plus infatuation at level two and a false love at level three. I say false since it will feel like love but it's really extreme addiction and obsession.
I know for myself I would rather you not reach levels two or three if at all possible. They can be lowered given time not drinking my blood but the withdrawals are a bitch. Also you will age up to where you should be depending on the length of this arrangement. At the rate of a year of aging per day off my blood IF this lasts that long.
That's my long winded speech of the possible risks of this endeavor and method. Any questions, comments, or concerns?
[ They would like to decide for themself whether Max is husband material without being affected by his blood, please and thank you!! From his description, it sounds like they will need to be just as disciplined with his blood as they are with their health now.
Nen's never been addicted to anything, but it should be easy enough to avoid using vampire-powers so it doesn't run out early.
An excellent follow-up question. Nenonen, so long as they have my blood in their system, will not age. The risk of aging only comes up if they go through withdrawal. So as soon as withdrawal symptoms begin, shakes, aches, a thirsty for blood, I will need to be summoned as soon as possible.
Then Nenonen drinks and the issue is resolved.
And I am glad we are in agreement on the addiction part. So if you do need to drip into your ghoul power reserves, simply make sure to ask yourself if it is a risk you wish to take. And weigh your options with full knowledge of the risks and rewards.
Ah! Right. Daeva vampires thrive on drinking blood in the height of passion. Usually this means sex but it can mean other things. But another possible side effect is increased libido. Extra and more horny time.
[Chipp's got no further questions, but he's gonna stare at the ceiling over the fact that Max just had to bring up the "extra and more horny time". He was gonna try and break that one to Nenonen carefully... he knows them... he knows how this will get...]
[ MMYEP, Nen's zeroing in on that little precious tidbit of information right away. They blink, look up at Chipp, note his expression...and then turn back to Max.
It is entirely possible. However, it is not a guarantee. Simply something to keep in mind.
I take after both my parents and they are a horny sex vampire and a horny death mage. So my blood, being god fair dhampire blood, may have a similar effect. Just wanted full disclosure there.
[Sorry Chipp but seeing you all exasperated is so fun. Your TV face is just so expressive.]
[Aaaand now he's gonna just let the back of his helmet thud against the back of the couch. You know that pose - staring at the ceiling, dead-eyed, head buried against the couch's backrest.]
... If that actually happens, Nenett, you gotta 'member you got more partners than just me. Okay? I can't fuck you all the time. Only some o' the time.
[Oh, helmet grabbed -- He ends up leaning forward into it, that big ol' eye of his squinting a little... but it's followed by him taking their hands so he can gently bonk his screen against their nose like a kiss, only to let them go again.]
Fine, ouais, yeah... we ready. Nice seein'em so excited for this, anyway. Even if I worry my dick's gonna fall off after they through with me.
[ TV smooches! Nen makes a small, happy sound as the static zaps their nose and plunks themself back down in his lap. They turn around until they can face Max again proper (since it would be rude to stay straddled over Chipp forever), hands in their lap. ]
Perfect. [Max smiles and nods. He waves his hand and materializes a cute little coffee cup. Has red writing on it; Bottoms Up.
Under it is the picture of a nice ass in a pair of jeans.
Max lifts his arm and sinks his shark teeth into his forearm. Then holds the wound over the cup. The blood that comes out is marbled. Red and white, no mixing, they swirl like a liquid candy cane. It drips into the cup. Then the flow thins and stops on command. Max licks his arm to seal the wound and holds out the cup.]
[ It's a gruesome sight. He hasn't sterilized his arm at all, isn't using any proper equipment, and it isn't being done under the supervision of a physician. Nen wonders of gods are immune to infection. Mouths are full of bacteria and licking a wound is far from the best way to address it.
Then again: god.
Nen takes the cup with both hands and a small "thank-you." They look down into the odd, swirling colours and wonder if it will taste like strawberry jam. Mint, maybe? Or maybe it'll be unpleasant like their own. ]
If I experience any adverse reactions, please call Shigeru. He is my doctor.
[ That seems like enough preparation? Chipp will handle things if something happens, surely. Nen sends him a small glance out of the corner of their eye and waits for the subtle nod of his head before bringing the cup up to their lips and taking a reluctant sip.
And blinking. It's not bad--rather, the opposite. Like peanut butter but not, sweet but soothing and electrifying and delicious. Hesitation vanishes and Nen tips the cup to down the rest. They even go so far as to lick the rip of the cup and their lips.
His blood is so, so good. Better than good. It's not just the taste either; Nen can feel it in their veins, tingling in their skin sending goosebumps down their limbs. Their stomach flip-flops and their face flushes with a ruddy grey; they shiver. The general fatigue in their limbs feels like a faraway dream. It feels like they could jog if they wanted to, run and maybe even jump--
The cup is empty all too soon and all Nen wants is m o r e. They shove the cup back towards Max with hungry eyes, huffing. ]
[Max watches Nen drink the blood. First their slow sip to try the taste. Then the delicious flavor takes over and they go all in. No need to call Shigeru now, clearly. It's gone, the cup licked clean, and they are already asking for more. Max shakes his head.]
No more for thirty days. That's why the risk of addiction is so strong. It's fucking delicious, right? I give you more, we start risking blood bonds and we already said we'd rather avoid that.
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[ Still not sold on this whole thing because he's a "god", but Chipp is convinced. That's enough for Nen.
They nod against the underside of his chin. ]
I will drink the god blood.
chipp -> nen -> max sounds good, gonna yeet this to tsumi after i send this
He gonna come to us.
[And that's said with him cuddling them a little bit closer... as he reaches down to pull his phone out of his pocket.]
Just gotta zip him a text, 'n he'll be right here. Okay?
YES GOOD
[ As if Nen could be anything but in his lap
when their libido isn't involved. Nen cuddles back into him, taking a deep breath and releasing it against his chest.This is fine. Even if it doesn't work, this is fine. He wants to help them and they want it to work, too.
They just need to manage expectations. ]
Re: YES GOOD
The Box. You opened it. I came!
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Chipp jumps half a foot in the air, Nen included, and wraps his arms around them nice and tight -
... Before realizing who it is, letting out a sigh as he deflates.]
Christ, Max - good of ya to get here fast, but you coulda responded to my text first!?
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They only exhale when he starts talking. ]
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[He grins like the shit he is though. Because seeing that giant man with the TV head jump like that? Too funny. He looks then at Nen and nods.]
I'm Maximillian Victor Davis, aka Melody Mania, aka a bunch of other titles. But just call me Max. It's a lot easier. what can I call you?
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Ay-kay-ay Test Subject Twelve?
Please call me Nenonen.
[ They will sit up, thank you! And wiggle enough that they can get their feet on the ground once they're sure their limbs won't buckle. ]
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Nice to meet you Nenonen. So. I'm sure Chipp has explained everything about the deal and how it will work. For your part, to keep your body from aging and stopping the clock, as it were, you'll need to drink my blood once a month. Every thirty days to be exact.
I'll bleed into a cup and you drink it. No biting required. And you will gain some vampiric power. Namely enhanced stamina, strength, and speed. Strength and speed could be further enhanced should you tap into the disciplines of my mother's clan. That being Vigor and Celerity. Vigor is super strength, Celerity being super speed.
There is also Majesty which allows you to manipulate the emotions and attention of those around you. However, using these powers will use the blood in your body. Using it all up can trigger withdrawal and you will need to drink again sooner than the thirty days. Doing so could create a blood bond.
Basically, your feelings toward me could become heightened at stage one. Which with the thirty day arrangement will be the most at risk. Levels two and three, if that does happen, will change your feelings about me. They will warp to become what you already feel plus infatuation at level two and a false love at level three. I say false since it will feel like love but it's really extreme addiction and obsession.
I know for myself I would rather you not reach levels two or three if at all possible. They can be lowered given time not drinking my blood but the withdrawals are a bitch. Also you will age up to where you should be depending on the length of this arrangement. At the rate of a year of aging per day off my blood IF this lasts that long.
That's my long winded speech of the possible risks of this endeavor and method. Any questions, comments, or concerns?
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What's all that 'bout agin'? They gonna age? Or... that just part o' the withdrawals or whatever?
[He wasn't told about aging?? Max??????]
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[ They would like to decide for themself whether Max is husband material without being affected by his blood, please and thank you!! From his description, it sounds like they will need to be just as disciplined with his blood as they are with their health now.
Nen's never been addicted to anything, but it should be easy enough to avoid using vampire-powers so it doesn't run out early.
...Right? ]
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Then Nenonen drinks and the issue is resolved.
And I am glad we are in agreement on the addiction part. So if you do need to drip into your ghoul power reserves, simply make sure to ask yourself if it is a risk you wish to take. And weigh your options with full knowledge of the risks and rewards.
Ah! Right. Daeva vampires thrive on drinking blood in the height of passion. Usually this means sex but it can mean other things. But another possible side effect is increased libido. Extra and more horny time.
Now. Any further questions?
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[Chipp's got no further questions, but he's gonna stare at the ceiling over the fact that Max just had to bring up the "extra and more horny time".
He was gonna try and break that one to Nenonen carefully... he knows them... he knows how this will get...]
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Their eyes are bright with curiosity. ]
...Your blood will make me want sex more?
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I take after both my parents and they are a horny sex vampire and a horny death mage. So my blood, being god fair dhampire blood, may have a similar effect. Just wanted full disclosure there.
[Sorry Chipp but seeing you all exasperated is so fun. Your TV face is just so expressive.]
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You know that pose - staring at the ceiling, dead-eyed, head buried against the couch's backrest.]
... If that actually happens, Nenett, you gotta 'member you got more partners than just me. Okay?
I can't fuck you all the time. Only some o' the time.
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[ THIS COULD BE AMAZING?? Of course they'd be just as happy being able to, you know, maintain the pace of a light jog. Speedy-walking. Jumping.
RIP to Chipp but Nen's going to wiggle with anticipation, turning around to rise up on their knees and hold his TV with both hands. ]
I will remember. I promise-!
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[Because that? That's just cute. So very very cute.]
Well then. We ready to begin? I did summon and bring an alternative but I'm sure we like plan A best from the looks and sounds of it.
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He ends up leaning forward into it, that big ol' eye of his squinting a little... but it's followed by him taking their hands so he can gently bonk his screen against their nose like a kiss, only to let them go again.]
Fine, ouais, yeah... we ready. Nice seein'em so excited for this, anyway.
Even if I worry my dick's gonna fall off after they through with me.
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Do not worry, I will take good care of your dick.
[ and to Max: ]
I am ready.
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Under it is the picture of a nice ass in a pair of jeans.
Max lifts his arm and sinks his shark teeth into his forearm. Then holds the wound over the cup. The blood that comes out is marbled. Red and white, no mixing, they swirl like a liquid candy cane. It drips into the cup. Then the flow thins and stops on command. Max licks his arm to seal the wound and holds out the cup.]
Here you go.
going out of order here oop--
Then again: god.
Nen takes the cup with both hands and a small "thank-you." They look down into the odd, swirling colours and wonder if it will taste like strawberry jam. Mint, maybe? Or maybe it'll be unpleasant like their own. ]
If I experience any adverse reactions, please call Shigeru. He is my doctor.
[ That seems like enough preparation? Chipp will handle things if something happens, surely. Nen sends him a small glance out of the corner of their eye and waits for the subtle nod of his head before bringing the cup up to their lips and taking a reluctant sip.
And blinking. It's not bad--rather, the opposite. Like peanut butter but not, sweet but soothing and electrifying and delicious. Hesitation vanishes and Nen tips the cup to down the rest. They even go so far as to lick the rip of the cup and their lips.
His blood is so, so good. Better than good. It's not just the taste either; Nen can feel it in their veins, tingling in their skin sending goosebumps down their limbs. Their stomach flip-flops and their face flushes with a ruddy grey; they shiver. The general fatigue in their limbs feels like a faraway dream. It feels like they could jog if they wanted to, run and maybe even jump--
The cup is empty all too soon and all Nen wants is m o r e. They shove the cup back towards Max with hungry eyes, huffing. ]
--Good. More, please.
We do it live!
No more for thirty days. That's why the risk of addiction is so strong. It's fucking delicious, right? I give you more, we start risking blood bonds and we already said we'd rather avoid that.
Sorry, Nenonen. You get more in thirty days.