Vladimir looked at him as he buttoned up a black collared shirt. "...I was also thinking of going into town...maybe on a carriage." he said softly.

Daemon nodded. "Well, I'm going to go with you. I want to go with you and I don't want you out alone... I worry about them trying to stake you." Daemon tried to not mess with his hair, but he couldn't help it. He began to mess with it until he caught a tangle. How he hated tangles.

Vladimir walked over after buttoning and zipping up his pants, then buckling his belt. He picked up a brush on his way over from the dresser and say on the bed. "Come here, Daemon. Sit down with your back to me."

Daemon did as he was told and sat down in front of Vladimir, his back to the man. He sat there, wanting to know what he was going to do.

Vladimir gently began to brush Daemon's hair, taking tender care in brushing out the tangles. He loved Daemon's hair. It was so soft and elegant, the black color reminded him of a crow or a raven. The hair was as soft as feathers.

Daemon smile and felt himself melt in Vladimir's hands as the man brushed them. It felt so good to him and it felt like all the tangles were just falling from his hair. He hummed happily and began to hum the song he played the night before.

Vladimir smiled hearing Daemon humming the song he played and continued to brush his hair slowly, lifting the strands with his fingers and running the brush gently along. His musical bird...he couldn't really think of another pet name. Why was he thinking of one anyhow? He thought of how romantic it would be to have Daemon play the piano and to stand behind him as he played.

Daemon smiled and continued to hum. He would love to have the man behind him as he played. Maybe even have the man play himself. He started to lean back on Vladimir, wanting the man to hold him. He could forget the world with Vladimir.

Vladimir set the brush aside and held Daemon to him gently as he combed his fingers through his inky locks. "You know...I've been thinking of a pet name for you." he said softly.

Daemon leaned back fully on Vladimir after his hair was brushed. He hummed and looked to his side to look at Vladimir. "Oh? What have you come up with?"

"My songbird." Vladimir said softly as he continued to comb his fingers through Daemon's hair.

Daemon smiled fondly at the name. He found it beautiful and he really did like it. "I like it. I really do.. Where did you come up with it?"

"I was thinking...you playing music for me that soothes my very being...and your hair and skin are as soft as feathers." Vladimir replied almost in a gentle purr.

Daemon blushed brightly at the compliments. He never thought about that but he supposed it made sense. He smiled gently and kissed Vladimir's neck lovingly. "I like it.. I don't mind you calling me that."

Vladimir purred softly. He picked up the brush and held it to him. "You want to brush my hair now?" he asked softly.

Daemon took the offered brush and nodded. "If you would let me." He made his way behind Vladimir and took the silky snowy locks in his hand and began to brush them. He liked how silky it felt.

Vladimir purred softly and closed his eyes. No one had done this for him except his mother. Daemon's hands felt just as gentle as hers.

Daemon hummed another song, different from the two he had played. He continued to gently brush Vladimir's silver locks. They were beautiful and felt even better when he was finished brushing the locks. He untangled the man's hair with ease and ran his hand through the locks once they were all brushed.

Vladimir continued to purr as he felt Daemon brush his hair and kept his eyes closed, relaxing even further hearing the humming. His mother would hum as well when she brushed his hair.

Daemon smiled at the man in front of him. He was so relaxed and it was something he liked to see on the man. He didn't want him to look scary or angry. He moved Vladimir's hair and kissed the man's neck gently. "All done.." his voice was just above a whisper.

Vladimir fought back a little moan feeling the kiss to his neck and looked back at Daemon. "Thank you, Daemon." he said in a soft voice.

Daemon smiled and nodded. "You're welcome Vladimir. Your skin is really soft you know? Cold, but soft." He made his way to the front of Vladimir and sat on the man's lap, wanting to be close. "Are you going into town now?"

"I was thinking about it." Vladimir replied as he rubbed Daemon's waist slowly.

Daemon shivered bit as the man touched his waist. It was all rather new to him since he had never really been sexual. He nodded. "I would like to go with you, if you'll let me."

"I'd love for you to go with me." he replied softly. It took everything in the vampire not to wanting to get real sexual with Daemon on his lap like this, but he settled with kissing the young man on the lips gently.

Daemon kissed Vladimir back, placing his hands on the man's shoulders. He really felt like he belonged here. He nodded gently as their lips locked. He muttered on Vladimir's lips, "Good because I would have gone anyways."

Vladimir chuckled softly and kissed his lips again gently. "I don't think I could keep you far from me, my songbird."

"Good. I'm glad you can't." He smiled and kissed Vladimir's lips then cheek. "Should we get going?"

"Mmhm." Vladimir replied softly. He didn't want to break the contact, but knew he had to in order to get his cloak on.

{Sorry. Brother's b-day is tomorrow. Had to help clean up}

Daemon slid off the man's lap and stretched himself out, popping his back in the process. He yawned and then padded over to the door. "Does Nightwing pull the carriage by himself?"

(That's okay. I was busy updating my ideas thread anyway. I made it all colorful. :3)

Vladimir stood from the bed and followed. "Yes. The carriage is big enough to hold us both, but it's small enough that it doesn't put too much weight on him. Even so, he's rather strong."

Daemon nodded and opened the door to the room. "I don't doubt him. He seemed really strong when I first saw him"

Vladimir walked out of the room and waited for Daemon. "Most people assume horses hate to pull carriages, but Nightwing had done it for so many years that I think he enjoys it."

Daemon chuckled. "Well alright then, that's really good. He's a rather nice horse. I'd love to have him as a family member. He reminds me of Eveny." He smiled fondly at the old memory.

"Eveny?" Vladimir asked as he walked with Daemon down the hall and down the stairs. He saw how the young man smiled at the memory and was curious about it.

Daemon nodded and smiled. "Yeah, Eveny was a kitten that I adopted when I first realized my parents left a lot. They left me alone often and it was really lonely. I would get scared by everything and anything. I saw this little black kitten on my way home from school once. He followed me all the way home because I pet him a bit. He never left so I decided to adopt him. I raised him to the full grown cat he was. He died of old age."

{I gotta go. Brother's b-day is today.}

(Kk ^^)

Vladimir smiled as he pulled his cloak on. "That's so heart-warming. I love cats...I've found them more attractive than dogs."

"I love animals in general, but Eveny was special because he was just a kitten when I found him and I had to raise him from a little thing into the cat he was. It's like family. I do love cats thought, they're more affectionate than dogs... Wild dogs are scary." he shivered at the thought of the wolves that had been chasing him. He really didn't like to think about it, but when they thought came to him, it just didn't sit well with him.

Vladimir walked over to him and gently took a hold of his face gently. "Daemon..." he said softly. "they're not going to hurt you."

Daemon blinked as Vladimir grabbed his face. It was rather comforting to know he wouldn't be harmed by the wolves again. He nodded. "Alright.. I trust you. I guess I'm going to have a fear of wolves now, even though I used to like them." He sighed heavily.