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Post by Silas Zhang on Jul 31, 2020 5:16:06 GMT
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Dumbledore had amassed himself a lovely little family of half-vampires to serve the Order but as of yet, Silas was the only actual vampire to be working with the great wizard. Surely if that were not the case, he would have heard the eldest of the halflings objecting profusely at the idea of tolerance. As it were, Silas and Kit had already had several interactions that the vampire could only categorize as awkward and cold. Kit had made his prejudices well known to Silas and likewise Silas did not hide the fact that he thought the younger wizard had an attractive backside, among other things.
The cover of night gave no assurances when the hunter lurked in the shadows. It had been many years since Silas had been the predator but rarely had he found himself on the side of the prey. His work for Dumbledore was doing him no favors in vampiric community, and there were rumblings that a pair of bloodsuckers were none too pleased with Silas after their mates had been mortally injured by Silas and a trio of wizards who just happened to have the details to where the vampires were supposed to be meeting one of Lord Voldemort’s minions. It was to be expected that he would be found out sooner or later; word spread underground faster than a niffler after a pocket watch, however Silas appeared cool and collected as he rang the doorbell to the tidy little townhouse, looking for an unexpected place to hide out for a bit. He hoped the younger one would away.
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Post by Christopher Erebus Devereaux on Aug 21, 2020 17:46:49 GMT
 But the tigers come at night with their voices soft as thunder Kit had the place to himself, which he was getting accustomed to of late. Since Ollie had been seeing Echo Everwood, he tended to spend more time with her than at home when he wasn't working, and Kit was honestly fine with it. He had thought he'd feel a bit lost without his baby brother hanging around as much, but the free time to just do whatever he wanted was refreshingly nice. Like tonight, for example. Ollie was out with Echo (who was really good for him. Kit thoroughly approved of his brother's choice), and Kit had taken a shower and was walking around the house naked, without a care in the world. Nobody would be disturbing him, he could spill crisp crumbs on himself and nobody would ever know, and he didn't even have to worry about nosy neighbours because there were none facing front or back. The house wasn't overlooked at all, save for the street outside. The curtains were all shut tight and he was free to enjoy the floor to ceiling glass doors that led to the kitchen balcony without being concerned about anyone watching him shaking his butt at his reflection. Bliss. Until the doorbell rang. Kit's face dropped, and his eyebrows raised when Azrael sidled up to him and rubbed against Kit's bare shin, meowing lazily. "I wasn't expecting anyone, were you?" he asked the black cat, listening hard for voices coming from the front door downstairs. He would guess it would be Ollie and Echo, changing their plans and deciding to torture him all night with sounds of kissing coming from Ollie's room until the early hours of the morning. They'd make noise on the doorstep though and it was deadly silent out there. Plus, Ollie had a key, unless he'd forgotten it. Sighing, Kit ran to his room in a blur, grabbing a pair of navy blue pyjama pants from his chest of drawers and tugging them on, hopping back to the stairs as he did so. His hair was still damp as he took the stairs two at a time, all the way down to the ground floor. He yanked the front door open, a frown ready for his brother. "When you say you're out for the night, that's supposed to mean... Oh." It was not Ollie on the doorstep. Kit's face turned from annoyance to embarrassment at the sight of Silas Zhang standing on the other side of the door. Kit crossed one arm over his chest in a bid to cover himself up a bit, feeling horribly exposed. "What happened?"_______________________ tag: Silas Zhang words: 470 notes: <3 outfit: Navy pj pants. No shirt. Bare feet. Uh oh. [googlefont="Rock Salt"][googlefont="Cinzel Decorative"] |
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Post by Silas Zhang on Aug 21, 2020 18:43:44 GMT
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The door opened and a most delicious sight befell him. The half-naked form of Kit Devereaux stood before him, crossing his arms in perceived annoyance at his visitor’s presence. Silas raised an eyebrow at the younger man, a smirk struggling to remain hidden. “Good evening to you, as well, handsome friend. My, you certainly are one for social graces and all that.” The halfling was pathetic at small talk and any other such niceties, at least it seemed the case when it came to Silas. It was difficult to discern whether this was Devereaux’s regular level of awkwardness or reserved solely for Silas’ presence, as the man seemed to clam up anytime the vampire came near. Dumbledore, in all his childish wisdom, was frustratingly mum on the subject when Silas had broached it. He simply giggled and gave him a wink, then wandered off talking of sweets and chocolate.
Silas, annoyed with Kit’s lack of social skills, allowed his eyes to leisurely trace the outline of the Auror’s taut chest and abs. “Am I interrupting anything fun?” he asked, a twinkle in his eye hoping that there was some intriguing happenings going on behind this closed door.
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Post by Christopher Erebus Devereaux on Aug 22, 2020 15:39:55 GMT
But the tigers come at night with their voices soft as thunder Being referred to as a friend was the first thing to set Kit on a path of confusion and internal struggle. The second was the way Silas was looking him over, clearly enjoying the view. Kit couldn't decide if the tingling in the pit of his stomach was uneasiness at a vampire showing up on his doorstep late at night, or the fact that he kind of wanted Silas to look at him like that. They had been thrown together in the Order a few times since their first disastrous outing. Dumbledore clearly had a wicked sense of humour, or just a stubborn belief that Kit and Silas would be able to work well together and put their differences aside one day. In fairness, it had gotten easier. Kit had never caught scent of human blood on the vampire, and he had been frustrated at first that there was nothing bad he could pin on Silas, but lately... Lately he was getting used to the possibility that Silas was just, well... good. Blinking his surprise away, Kit wasn't sure what to do. Why on Earth was Silas on his doorstep in the first place? Surely it would take something bad to force the vampires hand, but Kit couldn't think what that might be. Was he in trouble? Was he drunk? He did seem to like alcohol, which vexed Kit a bit. Shaking his head, Kit cleared his throat. "No, uh, nothing fun," he answered, though if Silas would have been five minutes later he would have been interrupting Kit reading what he considered to be a fun wartime novel about, well... That was neither here nor there. "Why are you here?" He didn't mean to sound so blunt, but he was half naked in front of one of the hottest guys he'd seen in his lifetime. Cutting to the point would only help both of them, as far as Kit could see. The sooner Silas spilled, the sooner Kit could put clothes on and help him with whatever problem he had. If it was a problem. What if it was a social call? Oh, Merlin, Kit wasn't fond of social calls. He liked structure, plans, preparation. Should he invite Silas in? No. No, best to wait and see what was wrong first. _______________________ tag: Silas Zhang words: 421 notes: <3 outfit: Navy pj pants. No shirt. Bare feet. Uh oh. [googlefont="Rock Salt"][googlefont="Cinzel Decorative"] |
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Post by Silas Zhang on Oct 27, 2020 16:42:35 GMT
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Why was he here? That was as good a question as any, Silas supposed. It was evident that the halfling was not fond of him, so for Silas to turn up on the man’s doorstep in the early hours of the evening would have been most unexpected. That was precisely why Silas had chosen this as his first stop. Silas smiled. “Straight to business, I see. Well alright then; if you’d like to forgo the foreplay then I suppose I can oblige.” He did enjoy the hesitant awkwardness of the eldest halfling’s reaction to any hint of sexual tension. Peppering their back and forth with appreciative looks and innuendo was his own form of fun, while Devereaux probably found reading or something of the like to be the heigh of entertainment. To each their own, he supposed. “I need somewhere to stay for a few nights. I’m having issues with my place,” he said flippantly, as if hired assassins were no big deal. “Plumbing, pests, hit men; you know, the usual.” Silas had yet to be invited inside, but that was to be expected. Kit was cautious, as he ought to be, if not a wee bit bigoted.
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Post by Christopher Erebus Devereaux on Dec 1, 2020 14:41:46 GMT
But the tigers come at night with their voices soft as thunder It took Silas a while to get to the point... Wait, no, he didn't get to the point at all. The vampire played with his words in his usual manner, and Kit found himself half smirking at the fact that this centuries old creature found it hard to say exactly what was on his mind. Was it really that ba-? "Hit men?" Kit blurted, smirk vanishing as he poked his head out of the front door and scanned up and down the street, the night air biting into his bare skin. The face that Silas had asked if he could stay with Kit seemed insignificant with the threat of assassins looming, and Kit gave the vampire a quick judging look before stepping back inside, holding the door open a little bit wider. "You'd better come in, then." And if hit men followed him to Kit's home, he would just have to hope that Ollie and Echo stayed away for the night, though honestly, Kit suspected one good blow from Echo with anything resembling a bat would knock out even the meatiest of assassins. Still, he'd rather they stay away. He would have to send a fire message to Ollie to tell him not to come back for a few days. _______________________ tag: Silas Zhang words: 249 notes: <3 outfit: Navy pj pants. No shirt. Bare feet. Uh oh. [googlefont="Rock Salt"][googlefont="Cinzel Decorative"] |
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Post by Silas Zhang on Dec 28, 2020 6:10:32 GMT
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‘Hit men’ seemed to be the magic words, as Devereaux’s face could attest. The halfling looked almost worried, but no doubt that was for his own safety more than Silas’. The vampire was certain Kit wouldn’t bat an eye at Silas’ death, let alone the death of any vampire. Bigoted against his own kind, and yet Silas couldn’t help but imagine what would need to happen to get the half-vampire out of his trousers. Kit welcomed him inside and Silas nodded in gratitude. “Your hospitality is most appreciated,” he replied, stepping over the threshold.
Dark eyes scanned the home’s interior. The foyer was nicely decorated, if not a bit too meticulously clean. Silas couldn’t imagine the uptight, younger man throwing many parties here. The younger ones seemed, at first glance, a bit more relaxed than their elder brother, though Silas had only observed them on the rare occasion he attended one of Dumbledore’s Order meetings. The biases against his kind made it simpler if he met with Albus and a select few members separately, rather than unnerving the group on the whole. Silas paused in the entry to study a photograph that was hanging on the wall. “Apparently not everyone is a fan of the work I’ve been doing for Albus, but then if that weren’t the case there’d be very little point to this war.” He turned to look at Kit, chocolate eyes locking on to hazel ones. “I don’t believe I was followed.”
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Post by Christopher Erebus Devereaux on Jan 16, 2021 14:48:46 GMT
But the tigers come at night with their voices soft as thunder Kit locked the door and threw up an extra barrier spell while Silas nosed around the entry. Satisfied that nobody would be breaking in tonight, he turned to find Silas staring at him with those dark, dark eyes. Kit froze. His breath hitched in his chest, and then he stopped breathing altogether. What had Silas just been saying again? Kit couldn't recall. A shiver ran over his bare skin as he stood there, frozen in the hallway. "Uh... I..." It took a minute for his brain to kick into gear again, and he pointed to the stairs. "I don't have any blood here, but the kitchen is upstairs if you want a drink or anything." Silas had said he needed somewhere to hide out for a few days. What if he got hungry and decided to try and feed on Kit while he was sleeping or something? Kit could always call his dad to bring over some blood for him, but he'd rather his dad not know he was harbouring a sexy vampire in the house. _______________________ tag: Silas Zhang words: 215 notes: <3 outfit: Navy pj pants. No shirt. Bare feet. Uh oh. [googlefont="Rock Salt"][googlefont="Cinzel Decorative"] |
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Post by Silas Zhang on Jan 17, 2021 20:00:17 GMT
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The pretty boy stammered as Silas paused, and it gave the vampire another opportunity to allow his eyes to roam over the younger man’s physique. The defined muscles across his stomach were absolutely splendid. The pyjama trousers he wore hung low enough that Silas could make out a small trail of hair beginning to peak out above the waistband. Surely Kit could figure out that Silas had plenty of alternative options for hiding out, but talk of blood made it clear the halfling wasn’t catching on quick enough. “I’ve brought my own,” he replied, padding his jacket where a flask was hidden in the inside pocket, but turned and headed for the indicated stairs regardless, making sure to take a leisurely look into any open room he passed by. “Are your siblings home?” he asked in a conversational manner as he ascended the stairs.
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Post by Christopher Erebus Devereaux on Jan 22, 2021 14:49:32 GMT
But the tigers come at night with their voices soft as thunder He'd brought his own? Kit was imagining a hospital blood bag tucked inside Silas' pocket, though when Silas patted it he didn't hear any crinkly noises. Maybe a flask, then. At least he wouldn't be trying to eat Kit. Silas headed upstairs to the kitchen and Kit trailed along behind him, trying not to stare at the vampire's perfect butt. It was so perfect. Urgh. Kit shook his head, though Silas couldn't see so he followed up with an actual answer. "No, my brother is out, it's just me." As soon as he'd said it he felt like he should have kept his mouth shut. Auror training aside, telling a vampire that you were home alone just wasn't a smart idea, though Silas could probably hear that there was only one heartbeat in the building. A heartbeat that was thumping erratically as they entered the kitchen. _______________________ tag: Silas Zhang words: 185 notes: <3 outfit: Navy pj pants. No shirt. Bare feet. Uh oh. [googlefont="Rock Salt"][googlefont="Cinzel Decorative"] |
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Post by Silas Zhang on Feb 4, 2021 2:13:54 GMT
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Silas glided up the stairs gracefully as the younger man confessed he was all alone. “Lucky for me, then. I have good timing,” he mused aloud, looking back at his host with a flirty expression. He was not oblivious to the fact that Kit’s eyes were trained on his backside, and Silas smirked to himself as he reached the next level of the home and stepped into an open kitchen. This room, much like the rooms he had managed to catch a glimpse of thus far, was tidy and reflected the uptight air or the eldest Devereaux sibling. Silas took note of the windows as he again nosed around, taking in his surroundings and gaining insight into the mind of the sexy halfling.
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Post by Christopher Erebus Devereaux on Feb 11, 2021 13:35:02 GMT
But the tigers come at night with their voices soft as thunder Good timing? It was awful timing. Asking if he could stay with Kit for a few nights not long after Kit had come to a crippling realisation that he fancied the vampire was not good timing. It was hard for Kit to find the right words, because usually the truth came flowing freely out of his mouth, especially around Silas when contempt flowed easily. That contempt had been fading recently, and so instead of spouting his real thoughts and feelings, Kit had reduced himself to not talking much at all when he was around Silas. It wasn't easy, but the thought of saying something he didn't want the vampire to know was horrifying. Kit leaned awkwardly against the kitchen counter, wishing he had a shirt on. "I can set the attic up for you," he said, trying to keep the conversation practical. "There's a fold out bed in there and you could borrow some of my brother's pyjamas."_______________________ tag: Silas Zhang words: 197 notes: <3 outfit: Navy pj pants. No shirt. Bare feet. Uh oh. [googlefont="Rock Salt"][googlefont="Cinzel Decorative"] |
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Post by Silas Zhang on May 18, 2021 5:18:34 GMT
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"I appreciate the offer, however I will have no use for your brother's clothes. I sleep in the nude," Silas remarked, eyes trained on Kit's face. The half vampire's heart was racing, his blood pumping vigorously through his veins as loud as a marching band. His posture, leaning up against the kitchen counter, was stiff and awkward. He was clearly uncomfortable but he did not seem afraid. It was an interesting development.
Silas watched the young man's features for little signs of anything that might entertain the vampire for even a few moments; a flare of the nostrils, a tightening of the jaw, a hitch in his breathing. It was so very easy to fluster the poor lad and for some reason Silas very much enjoyed it. He wasn't a cruel man, nor one that found any particular pleasure in making others twitch. Perhaps it was the halfling's stubborn insistence that Silas a villain mingled with his obvious attraction to the man. Whatever it was, Silas stood in the silence of it for just a moment longer than necessary before turning to look at the kitchen admiringly. "So this is where the vampire hunter eats. I would have expected something drearier." His eyes raised to the ceiling, noting what looked to be clear skylights but knowing there was at least another floor or more, judging by the outside of the building and the stairwell leading higher up. "Do I need to worry about that?" he asked, genuinely curious. Windows were easy enough to avoid, depending on the time of day and the angle of the sun shining through, but a glass ceiling was something else entirely.
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Post by Christopher Erebus Devereaux on Jul 7, 2021 17:08:29 GMT
But the tigers come at night with their voices soft as thunder In the nude. Naked. Lacking any clothes. Kit's skin was tingling as he fought back images of a naked Silas in the attic. He knew his heart was going faster than it should. He knew Silas could hear it. He tried to push the thoughts away, but naked Silas sauntered down from the attic and climbed into Kit's bed in the middle of the night. Kit pressed his lips together. He felt like his face was going to burst into flames, though he knew he wasn't blushing, it was more the effort of holding back an appreciative smile at the thoughts swirling around his head. Thankfully, Silas moved on, glancing at the skylight above them and asking if it would be a danger to him. Kit shook his head, voice coming out rough. "No. It's enchanted. All of the windows are vampire proof here." He didn't elaborate that it was so his dad could visit and be safe in any room. He didn't need to talk about his dad with Silas. Or talk about anything personal with Silas. Or naked Silas, for that matter, who was still lounging around in Kit's head. _______________________ tag: Silas Zhang words: 231 notes: <3 outfit: Navy pj pants. No shirt. Bare feet. Uh oh. [googlefont="Rock Salt"][googlefont="Cinzel Decorative"] |
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Post by Silas Zhang on Jul 18, 2021 17:59:09 GMT
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Silas moved his hand to his chest gently, like a southern belle from Hollywood movie, and proclaimed, “you’ve done that for me?” he asked with disingenuous interest. Silas had done a little snooping into the Devereaux family, not much but enough to know that the rest of the wizarding world thought of them as a pureblooded family despite their father being anything but. Silas’ hand moved to the collar of his shirt. “And where does the vampire hunter sleep, then? I’d very much like a tour of your bed...room.”
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