The Telling

"How did I get stuck with the Vampire with the worst bite?"

The Elf murmured groggily, it wasn't just the amount that Marcus took it was how fast he was able to draw it from his body.

It left his head spinning a little though his body was strong and in an hour or so he would be fine again.

For now though, he could sleep it off while his body regenerated.

Leaning over a little he pressed a kiss to the crown of the man's head before relaxing against the bed.

"How did I get stuck with the worst bite?" the man retorted.

He'd asked himself that sometimes. It was an advantage, definitely. It made him stronger. He could feed quicker, do more damage with a bite.

But that was a disadvantage, too, when he had to feed from people he cared about. Like Sigil.

Marcus licked his teeth painstakingly to clean them of blood as his eyes slid shut and his body relaxed.

A small smile curled at the Elf's lips as he lay there, his eyes still closed.

"I wonder if your kids will have eight fangs..."

He muttered, that would be a sight to see, four for freakish enough, Marcus' were a huge rarity and finding anyone with more seemed impossible.

The Elf had little doubt that one day Marcus would have to get married and have children, more so if his mother had her way.

"Kids?" Marcus snorted loudly.

"Not in this time." Marcus wasn't going to be having kids.

His mother could happily go fuck herself if she decided to set him up for marriage. He didn't want it. He didn't want a wife or children.

He was happy with what he had.

Sigil gave a chuckle.

"Daddy Marcus with a child hanging off of each limb."

The Elf teased with a soft laugh, his eyes opening groggily as he looked up at the Vampire with his usual cheeky smirk.

"I'd pay to see that."

"You'll have to pay a lot because it's not happening unless you get me pregnant," he snorted, shoving Sigil's chest.

"Go to sleep."

They needed their rest and Marcus was done with the conversation about his non-existent children.

"I'll try my hardest."

He replied with a chuckle as he nuzzled up against Marcus, he had been trying to get the man 'pregnant' for four hundred years now and so far, no luck.

"Sleep well."

He murmured as he curled in close to the Vampire and nestled in against him.