Inside The Heart of A Vampire

[TimetoDuel95]

Vladimir sat down in the chair slowly and watched him play. He loved seeing this side of Daemon and enjoyed watching his face. Soon, he laid his head back and closed his eyes as he continued listening to the song Daemon played, completely relaxed for the first time in centuries.

[Inkubeus]

Daemon was too in love with the violin that he didn't want to stop, but he knew he may have to soon. His favorite song was coming to a close and even though he played it slower than it normally should be played, it was still too short for Daemon's liking. He finished the first song and didn't even open his eyes before he began another song. This one started out rather low and his fingers changed over to the middle notes as the song grew higher in pitch. It stayed relatively low or in the middle notes. He smiled to himself, loving the feeling of the violin. It was beautifully taken care of to still sound this beautiful even without being used for years he assumed. The song gradually turned to the higher notes. The song staying high and middle for a bit before dropping once more. This song was soothing and it was one of those songs Daemon played solely to relax himself when he was stressed.

{This one is "Only You", Winter Sonata- Only you}

[TimetoDuel95]

Vladimir continued to relax, eventually finding himself falling asleep in the chair instead of his coffin. The IV continued to fill him with blood as he slept.

[Inkubeus]

Daemon finished his second song and he smiled contently. He lowered the violin and opened his eyes. He finally noticed that Vladimir was there and he kind of jumped. He noticed the man was asleep and he gently placed the violin down in teh case and the bow was replaced back in the case before he closed it. He looked at Vladimir and noticed the man was actually less stern when he was asleep. He walked over to the man and sat next to him. He looked at the man and felt his own tiredness get the best of him. His own eyes closed and he slumped over on the couch, his head falling onto Vladimir's chest.

[TimetoDuel95]

Vladimir continued to sleep peacefully throughout the night. The blood running through his veins from the IV gave him body heat and his heart began to beat slowly until it was at a regular pace for humans. He slowly awoke the next morning, blinking his eyes open until he was able to keep them open and he looked down to see Daemon laying his head against his chest. He couldn't help but smile. Daemon looked so adorable the way he was that he couldn't find it in him to move him, instead he gently ran his fingers through his inky locks. Being this close, he could smell Daemon's scent...it was sweeter than any humans he had met in the past.

He couldn't help but lean his head down to inhale Daemon's scent through his hair and gently exhale as he wrapped an arm around the young man to keep him close. Vladimir couldn't help it, he just smelled so sweet.

[Inkubeus]

Daemon felt whatever it was under him shift but he really didn't want to wake up so he kept himself still. Daemon heard shifting and he gave a small moan of protest until he felt a weight pulling him closer to whatever it was he was already on. He curled himself even closer to the warm at his side, his left hand coming up to grip at the fabric of Vladimir's shirt, clutching tightly. Daemon fell back asleep but that didn't last very long. He started to whine and whimper, his breathing becoming erratic and frantic, like he'd just ran a marathon. His eyes welled with tears and a few slipped past his tightly shut eyes. His grip on Vladimir's shirt tightened and he pulled the fabric closer. He moaned and let out a breathy "no" followed by "stop".

[TimetoDuel95]

Vladimir watched the young man in his arms begin to experience a night terror. He had no idea what to do. He did what he thought would relax him the most and started combing his fingers through Daemon's hair while softly humming the first song he heard Daemon play on the violin. He figured if it would work on a fearful child, it could work on Daemon.

[Inkubeus]

Daemon's mind was so wrapped up in the nightmare that he almost didn't notice when Vladimir began to stroke his hair. Once his mind registered the feeling, it became distracted from the night terror. His captors faded to black and the rope securing him to the chair began an arm. The chair he was tied to was now a body. His mind registered it as Vladimir. Dream Daemon looked to the man he was sitting on and for some reason, it made him feel safe. He should have been awkward about it, but no. Daemon's body began to relax and his face relaxed once more. The grip he had on Vladimir's shirt loosened and he stopped whimpering. He continued to tremble from fright, but his tears stopped and Daemon moved himself closer to Vladimir, if that was even possible without sitting on the man. "vlad... mir.." the broken word coming out as a whisper.

[TimetoDuel95]

"I'm here, Daemon. I'm right here." Vladimir said softly.

This delicate youth, like a flower afraid to bloom. Vladimir couldn't help but feel the need to protect him from anything, illusion or real. While the wolves would not dare pass the gates onto his property, he couldn't stop Daemon's fears from getting to him other than being there when they sprung up. He continued running his fingers through Daemon's hair and held him as close as he could without hurting the young man.

[Inkubeus]

Daemon's eyes snapped open when he realized he had actually been talking in his sleep. He remained still and his breathing remained the same, but he was blushing like mad. Vladimir had witnessed his nightmare and the person who somewhat rescued him in his dream had been Vladimir as well. He couldn't have been more embarrassed. The older man was still petting his hair and Daemon felt his face burning. It calmed him but the man had only run his hand through the inky locks for a second before. Now it was pretty much petting. Daemon couldn't help but purr, not very well obviously, but what could be considered a human purr.