(Me and C. Wolf have been doing the roleplay over skype for a little while and are now moving it back to this thread. The following is all copied and pasted from skype)
Maor hearing Carl’s explanation of how eternity must have felt certainly didn’t help any. He could imagine that it just might feel that way when granted that this place did indeed seem lost in time. Maor might not have known it was another day had he not seen the sun after their little winter run in the night before. Still, Carl seemed a bit more straightforward with his responses. In a way, this time around it felt like the vampire was pussyfooting his way around with a response. Not as much as explaining the matter of drinking blood anyways.
“Drinking it still isn’t exactly soothing to the ears though. Is it an acquired taste or as a vampire does it just come natural and refreshing to drink?”
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“It’s called Mesmer,” Adam explained to Ethan. “Sort of like a hypnosis, but whatever I suggest to the person, they weigh the thought in their mind more considerably.”
Adam wasn’t trying to make it obvious, but he was implying that a part of Ethan really wanted what occurred the night before. It wasn’t like Maor, who was forced into a situation due to not only being assaulted into submission as if he were some kind of animal needing to be trained, but also because of his friend Ethan no doubt. “But you have my word. I have no intention of using that on you again. What’s on your mind?”
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Carl finally let out a soft chuckle. "To be honest, I'm kind of sick of it." Even Camilla was a little surprised to see him actually do or say anything remotely humorous. "Well, I guess humans would not understand, but for us, it's more like we drink it survive. At least that's how it should be." His funny moment was gone as he looked down, like he was remembering a painful memory.
"Most newly turned vampires love it the very aroma of blood can drive someone like me wild. It's what leads to the cannibals. I managed to not enter that phase, and drinking the same thing several times a day for so many years.....It gets a little stale."
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Adam's explanation did worry Ethan a bit. He sort of caught on to what he was saying. Did he know right away that he was actually in the closet? It distracted him from the question he wanted to ask.
"There's something wrong with me, isn't there?" He put a hand on his baby bump. "That one lady, and the way she talks to me....seems like she is worried about me, and I can tell my belly is bigger than Maor's even though we've been pregnant for the same amount of time, and she isn't like that with him."
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Hearing the male laugh a little was sort of a good and weird feeling for Maor. The male might have appeared younger than him, but Maor imagined this must be what Satan was like when laughing. Maor might have felt sorry for him had he not remembered this was the exact same figure who essentially took him away from his previous life to basically force him to have kids.
“And will it be like that for them as well or is there a slight difference from being born a vampire to being turned?”
A part of him wanted to try and console him, but Maor felt a bit weird about doing so.
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Adam wished he could tell Ethan otherwise, but he was right.
“You and your friend are very fertile for our potent seed,” he explained. “A person that’s borderline or is considered sterile can give us around seven children. A healthy person around ten or twelve. We apparently hit the jackpot with you both to be given way past the usual amount, but you and your friend, you’re different physically. She’s really concerned not just because you’re carrying more, but also because of your frame. While I’m sure Maor can probably see this as lifting weights or some kind of exercise, you don’t exactly look like the kind of fella to pump your muscles and try to be the strong leading man.”
The keyword was try as clearly, Maor failed on that matter. Still, Adam chuckled.
“It’s a bit funny to think about though,” he continued. “I preferred someone like you while Carl was heavily insistent to have someone like Maor. I guess to remind us of certain parts of our former lives. That and those eyes of yours are rather attractive. I could see them rubbing off on our children really well, but, Camilla won’t let anything happen to you and as long as you let me, I won’t let anything happen to you as well.”
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"The babies only actually require blood when in your womb." Carl explained "You humans pass on an ability for a fullborn to live off on either blood or food. That choice I guess will be up to them..." He eyed a glass of the blood he was drinking "That would at least severely lower the odds of them going insane..."
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While he knew it was not intended, Ethan looked down at the ground when Adam took note of his frame. He hated being called small or not exactly strong, due to his little man syndrome and late puberty. Of course, the news on how his condition affected his pregnancy did not help him, but it was he who asked.
Tears were forming in his eyes as he was becoming not angry, but afraid "Couldn't she of just.... I don't know....made the babies for you? Seems like she is even more awesome than a Kryptonian...."
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Maor really hated to think optimistically. Sometimes, that way of thinking seemed to be only for the dimwitted. He honestly wished he didn’t pry further sometimes however. As he looked down at his partially hairy belly, which was mostly covered by the shirt he wore, he couldn’t help but ask “And seventeen...that’s enough for you?”
It was just the way Carl was explaining everything. Sure, for some it might appear like the vampire was giving him the information they were asking for, but why explain most of this if it didn’t seem, well, permanent, like Maor was probably going to have to do it over and over and over again? Like Carl wanted this human like trait to pass on to as many children as possible?
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Adam could feel a bit of sympathy for the other male. When he explained the matter, it didn’t seem like Ethan was exactly proud to hear he was small among other things. Even seeing him begin to cry as well as ask if Camilla could do more was even sad.
“You’re on your way to becoming a man,” Adam stated. “Some take a little longer, but...”
The blond vampire casually pricked his thumb with his sharp teeth to expose some blood. As he neared Ethan, he casually smeared just a little on the male’s face, before bringing forth a mirror. The red signs of acne began to clear up on the male’s face, slowly and surely.
“It’s a temporary fix, but it also shows that in the end, your acne and maybe even your stature is temporary. What Camila can’t do, most likely I’ll provide you with.”
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The question made Carl freeze. He couldn't even look at Maor now, like a child caught in a lie by his parents. "My, you captured a smart one." Camilla spoke into Carl's head "You might as well tell him the truth."
He let out a heavy sigh. Of course if Camilla was out of ideas, there was not much he could do. "For a human that's probably more than enough, but for me? No..." He finally glanced at the mortal carrying his children. "Me and Adam among the vey few vampires alive that are not insane from our natural instincts, and a mansion full of fullborns might be just enough to change that." He hoped Maor wouldn't try to resist again "That means you and the other boy can't leave."
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Ethan saw Adam bring his thumb towards his face and backed away for a second before giving in. He was unsure what the vampire was doing until he saw himself in the mirror. His acne was slowly fading, and his face looked better than it did in over a year as his otherwise smooth and adorable face finally stared to emerge from the acne.
He wiped his tears with his elbow "T-thank you..." He muttered, appreciating what Adam did but not forgetting that he was the one who caused his situation. "Um, is that also magic?"
Camilla very briefly alerted what was happening in the winery to Adam's head "Maor managed to figure things out, just so you know. Whether you tell Ethan is up to you, but if you don't I suggest you keep them separated." She was confident that Adam would be able to handle it either way, as he was much more convincing than Carl.
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(This post will have a mix of both characters)
Why couldn’t Carl just try to be natural with casually deceiving for once? It wouldn’t be a lie if he lightly salted the person with the truth. That way, the sting would be less severe. Here Adam was in not only getting to have Ethan admit his same sex attraction, but to also get him to like Adam in the fullest as a result.
“Understood,” Adam said to Camilla mentally. “I’ll just have to try and ween Ethan into the thought some without making him upset more than he already is.”
He probably could not say the same for Maor. The athletic male felt what was perhaps anxiety. Either the milk production in his chest was reaching its climax before the inevitable leaking or right now, he just felt really overwhelmed mixed with fright.
“You can’t or won’t let us leave,” the male asked, knowing good and well what Carl meant. “No, no no no no...”
Already, Maor was imagining the worst case scenario, which only did little to calm him down as his breathing felt more intense. After all, Carl held no kind of regard to what his life was like outside of here, from the fact he was graduating down to getting married with someone he actually loved. Being trapped here meant he would never know if his mother made a full recovery from her accident or even what his younger sister would do after high school. Of course, Maor wanted to lash out. None of this was remotely fair at all.
Meanwhile, Adam exhaled.
“It’s the work of vampire blood naturally,” he stated. “Whether you can define that as magical or not depends on you, but I’ve been informed that your friend Maor has been hit with some troubling news because of Carl and his bluntness. This is also perhaps the main reason why I brought up the matter of you all casually leaving after the birth. The truth is that even as we speak, you and your friend are developing rather maternal instincts for the children, instincts that will make it extremely hard to want to leave long after you’ve given birth and nurtured the children appropriately.”
Carl was struggling on how to deal with this situation, he should have had a plan for this scenario. He was very good when it came to stretching the truth when it came to business, but this delicate matter was a new challenge for him. Hoping Maor wouldn't try to get physical, he got a little closer.
"You need to relax." He said bluntly and apparently ignoring Maor's feelings on the matter "Your emotions need to be in good order for your own health, or else you might end up in a situation like your friend." He was alluding to Ethan's aggressive nature after the pregnancy started as well as his risks.
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"I see..." Ethan said softly after hearing Adam talk about his blood. What stung him was what he said after. At this time, he had zero desire to stay after the kids were born and would rather waltz out of the mansion the moment the hell spawns were out of his body. He didnt like the idea of his mind forcing him to actually like them.
"Uhm....well....uh..." He was having trouble forming a sentence "In a way, that just seems like I'm getting hypnotized again." He didn't want to lash out with Maor away so he decided not to provoke Adam "I guess I don't know how I feel about that."
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Maor chuckled in annoyance. “And you’re making it seem like it’s not warranted for him, or me...”
Naturally, when Carl got close, Maor found himself instinctively shoving off by reflex. What was Carl expecting him to do? To just shove the fact that this vampire is planning to keep them there forever as a sign of a good thing? He could imagine that being turned and forced to live a life as a vampire was hard, but to be quite frank, that hardly seemed to bother Carl. What could he even do? Absolutely nothing. He was forced to have kids he didn’t want and apparently continually have sex with Carl to produce more and so Maor just found himself sobbing, powerless to do anything.
“Just...what are you both expecting us to do anymore...”
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“It’s not like that at all,” Adam explained. “It’s rather like a mama bear, but much worse I guess given how unnatural we are. If you ever were to walk out of here and continue your life, twenty years later you come across one of them, deep down you’d know it’s your child. It’s a maternal instinct that’s developing inside of you that I wish I could say could be instantly solved as walking away, but it’s not. As the months let on, you’re probably going to be more concerned about nurturing yourself and them. It’s a sore feeling, I’m sure, but hopefully one that can numb out in time.”
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Carl had his fists clenched as he watched Maor panic in front of him. He had not seen the man sob or react in such a way, not even when he had knocked him up earlier. He took a step forward but Maor faded away due to Camilla's intervention, who was standing where he originally was.
"What the hell did you do!?" Carl snapped, outraged that Camilla warped Maor away without his say "Where is he?"
Camilla stared at the short vampire with her arms crossed below her breasts. "He's in a bedroom." She answered, being deliberately vague as there were dozens in the mansion "I figured whatever action you decided next would do nothing to fix the problem you just created, so I'm cutting you off for a little while."
For once, Carl was unable to keep his anger from showing and before he could cuss her out, Camilla simply poked him in the chest......which caused him he get knocked back to the wall. Granted, Carl and Adam were particularly powerful vampires, but they could not resist Camilla the rare times she resorted to violence.
"Are you finished?" Carl was looking down like a defeated child, and nodded. "You need to get better at this. Just because you aren't eating every human you see does not make you any better than a common savage of your kind. You forget that humans are not tools for yourself, and until you realize that....well, you'll never be able to be a father to those kids." When Carl didn't answer, she simply vanished.
Maor had been taken to a bedroom, different from the one he and Ethan slept in the night before. There was food on a nearby table and the door was actually unlocked. It seemed Camilla was confident that Carl wouldn't get to him, and that Maor would be able to roam, but be unable to escape.
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Ethan was still somewhat overwhelmed by Adam's explanation. "Well, maybe we should cross that bridge for when that happens, I guess." He said, trying to shrug it off. "I still have months to decide if I leave or stay, right?"
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Maor had heard Carl approaching, but by the time he glanced up, the human male was gone elsewhere. Maor was in a nice cushioned seat within a room that was slightly similar, yet assuredly like most, different at the same time. There was food and beverages, a bathroom and a large bed as usual, but still, none of this comfort eased him. Him and possibly Ethan were going to be used as personal breeding machines. They would never see their families, friends and who knew what else because they’d be trapped here forever. And, if Adam’s words were true, they’d hardly age a day. That made Maor panic further, his heart racing in thinking that everything and everyone he had ever loved would wither away like dust, but him? He’d still be the same as if time stood still. This wasn’t his choice. He wanted to get married as he planned, have kids, see them grow up, retire; Now, he was being told that he would have kids, but it was basically at the whim of a childish vampire twink who was seeking to emasculate him at every corner.
Maor felt...depressed. He had everything to lose while Carl had everything to gain. Maor never asked for any of this. Why was he being punished for never committing a heinous wrong? And, where was he? As he opened the curtains, seeking to look out, he was clearly on a third floor and very far away from the outside view of the spacious back yard.
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Adam could hear the arguments from afar with his heightened senses. The vampire truly wished that Carl would at least try to a degree to “break” Maor in. Trying to be physical with the male was clearly not going to work out and Adam knew well that his plan might also backfire, but as he told Ethan before: He would elect to soften someone else’s pain so they’d never have to suffer as horribly as he did.
“Indeed you do,” he stated. Adam knew fully well that he could get Ethan to submit to this fate forever. He just had to work his natural charm. That began by making the human male feel good and commit to a lifestyle he tried to hide from others. “I’ll try to take everything with you in small intervals as they come along as not to overwhelm you. Despite how you think we may feel, your health and well-being is something I truly care for.”
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Camilla would remain in her own quarters as she observed Carl and the others. Carl had simply returned to his work and made a few business calls, physically unnafected by Camilla’s roasting just moments ago.
She was having difficulty coming to grips with her position and what she should do. On one hand, she was indebted to Carl for saving her and protecting her forest so many years ago, but at the same time allowing him to live there and pretty much being the whole reason the business is so succesful seemed like well over what was due, let alone ruining the lives of two innocent males for personal gain.
However, she couldn’t just go and let them free. It was too late, as the babies inside them would literally kill them from the inside without Carl and Adam’s blood. She decided the best course of action would be to give Maor some company even if only to distract him. She wished Ethan could do the job but it would ruin Adam’s plan of seducing him.
In a rather theatrical way, she emerged from Maor’s closed door. She was not expecting a warm welcome “You can shoo me away if you want, but let me only say this,” She walked towards him very slowly as she spoke “I.....apologize, you are here because I warped the area in a way you could not leave. Carl is not what he used to be anymore, for reasons I am sure you already know.” Her lip quivered as if she was in pain “In all honesty, I brought you two here because I believe having a family will bring that part of him back, so he will see you and Ethan as people and not an incubator.” Then she placed a hand on his abdomen “You are in pain, I know, but if you need something please know my role is to assist you and the babies as best I can.”
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Ethan didn't even notice that he was blushing. Whether he was getting put under a spell or not, Adam's methods were working and his earlier anger was turning into lust. He was still aware that the last time he felt like this resulted in....well, this situation he and Maor were forced into, and it was hard to tell whether Adam was truthful. Luckily, he was too enthused by his words to fight it.
Standing in the garden for this long was starting to make his back and feet rather sore. "Um, do you mind if we go inside? Or maybe on a bench?" He asked, looking up at his lover and captor.
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Maor heard the voice. It was Camilla, clearly. He was angry at her, especially, but what good would it get him at this point? Maor, like Ethan, was trapped in this mansion, forced to go through a huge pregnancy against their fully conscience consent. Maor knew good and well he was aware of him having sex with Carl that night and deeply longing for the smaller male to fill him up so bad. That was something he would have to carry with him for the rest of his life when knowing he could have chosen to have been unconscious whenever it occurred. Still, Maor couldn’t bring himself to say anything to Camilla. The words could not be found. Instead, he just exhaled deeply given that his back was already turned towards her from how he was resting on the bed. She kept expressing guilt and rested a hand on his large bump, which only rose and sunk with every breath he took. As much as he hated to admit it, feeling another’s hand on the belly felt great. So great that Maor felt a jolt, his flesh seemingly moving as he realized either one or several of them were beginning to kick the walls of his belly. This, naturally embarrassed him further so much that his olive skin found a red tint across his face as he blushed subconsciously.
“Just...” he stated when sitting up in an effort to save face. “...thanks for getting me away from there.”
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Adam noticed that the male was blushing. The vampire smiled as warmly as possible with a sharp toothed grin. Ethan was indeed falling for him. This could really work in Adam’s favor in getting the male to be at ease with staying with him, forever. As if to help ease the deal, Adam nodded and extended a hand to help Ethan up, holding the pregnant human by certain parts to seemingly bring him to a state of possible arousing comfort. This was paired with Adam resting a hand on Ethan’s belly and helping his back, the vampire assuring him that “I’ll help you up some of the steps.”
As Ethan explained wanting to go outside or even on a bench, Adam surmised a question.
“Sure. Want to explore more of the house or looking for somewhere better to relax?”
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Camilla retracted her hand from his belly, surprised as she also felt something kick from inside. "My goodness!" She exclaimed "I guess you're feeling movement sooner than expected, but not by much to be concerned." She started to get serious again "Anytime, and if you ever feel the need to summon me, just say my name and I shall appear." She leaned over and helped him sit up as she sat on one end of the bed.
"I know I am in no position to ask this, but..." she was looking down at her hands and appeared to be nervous "The boy, Ethan.when you see him next....can you please not tell him what Carl told you? It's awful I know....but.....he is not as healthy as you, and being given such a revelation will only cause his condition to worsen, I fear. Look, even if not for me, can you please do it for his sake and the babies inside of him?"
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Ethan was given help from Adam as they walked up the steps. His anger was now almost completely gone. He felt the vampire squeeze his rear end for a moment, which made him wild with excitement, especially in his pants. Though he'd never admit it, he loved when his large ass was given attention. He loved when someone felt his baby bump as well.
He wasn't sure which to choose. He really wanted to see more of the house, but at the same time would love a bath or comfy area to cuddle in. "Hmmm, well, I would love to see someplace new, but it could it be a place cozy enough to relax in?" He asked, hoping the question did not sound super demanding.
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Maor wished he could honestly say it was a moot or great feeling. Seeing his belly just jolt outward like that had quite the opposite fact instead, but it wasn’t something that warranted him to sob any more than he already did. He just didn’t know how to feel ultimately and hearing Camilla state how it was occurring a little bit sooner than expected probably was filling his head with more dreaded ideas, but wasn’t this supposed to occur one way or another as after all, she brought up they may begin lactating later in the day? He sighed deeply while pinching the bridge of his nose in an effort to try and calm down.
“I knew there was a catch,” he stated when she said he couldn’t tell Ethan. “I’m just supposed to bottle this all in for his sake knowing good and well he’s probably being lied to and I’m stuck dealing with a male who hasn’t grown up both mentally and physically in millennias.”
They kept saying Ethan was worse off compared to him and they probably were right. Maor sat up with Camilla’s help, his hands partially cradling the large belly but not out of natural love for it. This was more to elude that for once in his life, he felt extremely overwhelmed, which was only going to get worse for him as they still had a week or two left of growing according to Camilla and to be quite honest, even though he looked huge now, he knew this wasn’t what carrying seventeen babies had to look like.
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“Some place new, you say,” Adam said with a huge thought in mind. “I know just the thing. I was planning to show you this a little later whenever you wanted to join me in your respectful place in the bed with me, but the usual rooms you’ve been in pale in comparison to that of mine and Carl’s. There’s a more flare to it that sets them aside.”
And with that, he helped Ethan inside to show him this room. His room sat just close towards the tower they saw outside near the garden. There were two sets of small stairs led up to the room, but after getting another casual feel of Ethan’s rear and belly, they were before a very spacious room filled with the soft aroma of flowers in bloom, lavender to be more exact. There was the large bed, the candles that lit the room, a bathroom just past another door, the beautiful marble floor, but beyond it was the work of Camilla herself having made the patio itself look like a brief step into a forest. This came complete with the flowers that they smelled, a few trees, the sun shining down and naturally, a large space of water meant to have fish within it.
“How’s this for some place cozy?”
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Camilla gave Maor a solemn nod. She was impressed by how quickly he caught onto things, and how he wasted no time with his comments. "Exactly." She said "Well, technically, he isn't being lied to right now, more like the truth is being stretched and he isn't second guessing anything due to Adam's magic. It won't last, and I'm sure that eventually, he'll grow resistant to it if not completely immune. He'll find out, but it's critical he does not this early."
She couldn't help but chuckle at Maor's comment on Carl. Carl himself heard it(who now had an ice pack as Camilla's force had seemingly given him a concussion) and tried his best shutting it out to focus on his work. "Physically, yes. Mentally....He has aged, but like most vampires his perspective is skewed." She then removed the cloth that covered her eyes and set it on her lap, revealing her eyes which were lacking irises and pupils, being replaced with a grayish hue where they should be as if the color melted away. "When you are no longer human, you stop seeing humans as people." She explained "Honestly, before I heard Ethan and yourself when I trapped you here, I too saw you both as tools to further their goals, and thought almost nothing of how much it would affect you. As you might know, I can see into your very souls and what I saw made me realize I was wrong, but I can't reverse the damage done to either of you."
She placed a hand on Maor's belly again to comfort him "Carl can't see like me,
but give it time and I think he will get better. He actually used to be a lot like you two when he was younger."
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Ethan nearly gasped as his mouth gaped open at the gorgeous room. It was divine and unlike what he was expecting a vampire lord's room to look like. It's style was entirely unlike the arrangement of the previous rooms within the mansion, and had a much more cheerful and welcoming vibe compared to the more dreary rooms he stayed in earlier.
"A-amazing..." He finally said something when he found himself and tried waddling towards the bed to sit when he felt something inside him. "What the hell!?" At first he was scared he was in labor, and clutched his abdomen but sighed of relief when he realized he just felt his first few kicks. "....Do you wanna feel?" He asked to Adam.
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One way or another, Maor couldn’t tell Ethan the truth apparently. No matter how much it stung and needing to be honest with the male, a good part of him felt bad for the other male as they kept insisting any more excitement in his life was clearly going to be bad for Ethan’s health.
“Well, I guess you’re right about us being tools,” he stated and he probably felt it as the truth given the fact he did try to escape from Carl, but was trapped in a room he couldn’t escape and submissively forced to comply or still have it done and be treated worse. She gave an explanation and even revealed just how inhuman she was and while he listened to what she was saying, trying to shake his emotions at the moment wasn’t easy. “At the moment, it’s hard to see you and them as anything like us, but...I doubt I could leave like this...I’ll just go somewhere quiet...”
He still had to deal with the fact that he was being forced to nurture supernatural babies inside of him when he wasn’t even remotely close to “settling down” with his fiancée, but now none of that even mattered. Feeling Camilla’s hand on his belly certainly just felt weird again. This might be easy for Ethan as Maor knew the male might have liked men, but...ugh, he didn’t want to essentially b***h or whine or complain even worse than he’s done before. Eventually Carl was going to demand something from Maor again and now, not only was he not physically capable of doing much before, but he really didn’t have much to consider again.
“I really need to think.”
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“I’m glad you like it,” Adam said when noticing Ethan was taken aback by everything before him. “You’re always welcome here anytime should you choose it.”
Adam wasn’t charming Ethan as most probably were led to believe. It was like a cat, snake, weasel or ferret in this case, but without the notion of hypnosis: He was just naturally finding ways to charm the human male and of course, stretching the truth. Adam had to come back to reality a bit though when noticing that Ethan panicked. Glancing down, the vampire’s mouth had opened partially see the spectacle for the first time. Some of their children were beginning to stir inside of their maternal father.
“I...” he said at a loss for words. “Of course!”
He rested a hand down on Ethan’s belly, getting a feel of the light bumps greeting his hand. Adam could take pride in knowing that he got to feel his children kicking for the first time over Carl while the other lost his chance from being a bit too open.
“Here. Let’s sit you down like you were trying to do.” He helped ease Ethan down on the bed to sit down while rubbing the male’s belly some more.
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"I understand." Camilla covered her eyes again with the cloth and decided she would leave Maor be for now. He was a very observant human and was efficient at seeing through Carl and herself, as was proven on the night he arrived. She wished Carl could have enjoyed feeling his mate's first kicks, but admittedly attempting to lie to Maor proved to be a futile effort at this point.
"I will need to check you both again in the morning. Would you like to be with Ethan tomorrow?" While she thought it would be risky, Maor at least seemed to understand all the bad that could happen to his friend, but wanted Maor to feel more comfortable with his friend. "Obviously, I expect you to keep what I shared to yourself."
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Adam's hands felt very warm and comforting on Ethan's large, smooth tummy. The babies seemed to kick with delight as Adam's hands made contact and kicked more rapidly, which was a little hard on Ethan despite enjoying it and made him desire sitting down even more. He lifted himself onto the right side of the bed with Adam's help. The sheets and pillows were almost impossibly soft and Ethan almost thought he were staying in a hotel and not being held a slave in a mansion.
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Of course Maor wanted to be with Ethan. Not in that nature, of course, but rather on a friendly level. Right now, the former athlete could tell he was placed somewhere further from Ethan to prevent him from probably telling him the truth and to be honest, Maor wasn’t sure if he could keep that big secret right now. Besides, unknown to him, Ethan was in a room a bit too far to reach.
“Yea,” he said flatly and almost defeatedly. “I’ll just keep this to myself...”
Maor didn’t exactly feel tired though. After all, the day had yet to even end.
“It’s not like I can leave with you all constantly watching me. Can I just roam around for a few?”
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Adam was delighted to feel the kicks, but as they occurred, feeling the heart rate from Ethan prompted him to let up from the belly. Instead, he helped ease the human a bit more on the bed. The vampire had managed to get him into the bed with him probably without Ethan fully knowing of his closeted tendency.
“I have no intent to keep you holed up here during the entire pregnancy,” Adam stated. “After all, before I was turned, traveling was something I was always fond of, but...you’re looking a little tired. Are our children tiring you out from their movement?”
It was reasonable, in a way. They were going to be born full bred vampires and as a result, they were quite stronger than human babies, especially given how big this litter was going to be.
“Maybe you should rest here for a few in the bed.”
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"Of course." Camilla answered while smiling. She then disappeared without any warning. After warping back to her own room, she gave Adam a message to his head asking her to bring Ethan to her room in the morning. She didn't say anything to Carl, she would get Maor on her own.
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Ethan was laying on his side as if he were already getting ready for bed. Like Adam assumed, he was definitely tired from walking around all day and then feeling the babies inside him. His energy was fading, but for the next several months, this would probably be normal due to his big litter and possibly not having the capacity to handle it.
"Yeah. I think I will." He said, letting out a soft yawn as he closed his eyes. He was out like a light soon after.
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Maor sighed. Finally, he was alone to himself. As he stared at the bed though, he just didn’t find himself sleepy. Probably because he had He luxury to sit down mostly and not get tired out from walking around as a result. This wasn’t going to become a struggle the bigger and bigger he got, was it? He couldn’t dwell on that thought. He just needed to do something to clear his mind a bit. Stepping out the room after taking a small snack with him, he exited into the hallways.
Most of the rooms he opened looked the same. He had no reason for opening them other than just to look at them. Some rooms however, had to be off limits. These rooms usually had gold plaques on the doors like “Master Chef” or “House Maid.” All of his walking around eventually led him to the library and to be surprise a little, asides from Victorian Era and even older writings, there were modern works there as well. Maybe that made up just a little about the fact he might be there forever. It really didn’t, but he needed something to change his mindset for the moment and as a result, he found himself reading through the first book of a novel series. Sleep did eventually take him though. He had dozed off without realizing, on a nice cozy chair.
(In case Carl or Camilla wants to observe or so lol)
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Adam watched as Ethan fell asleep. That worked out better than he could imagine for the male. A casual stroll out into the fields just to tire the person out by leading them up a few steps usually did the trick in terms of getting them to rest in his bed. Adam mentally heard Camilla state to bring Ethan with him in the morning. It was safe to assume that as a result, Adam succeeded in having his mate for the rest of the day. The vampire ran a hand through the human’s hair and casually eased into the bed with him, before letting said hand roam down to his belly and completely spoon with the other figure under the covers. Manipulative, sure, but Adam’s aims were very much true in terms of wanting to secure a mate and make sure their children develop around a healthy relationship in terms of how their parents interacted with one another.
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The next morning would reveal that both males have noticeably swelled again in their sleep. Camilla had seen that Maor fell asleep in the library and made sure no servants disturbed him. Since she'd need to examine Ethan and him in the morning, she left the series he was reading in the room he was originally warped to yesterday before warping his still sleeping body onto a bed in her quarters.
"Coming in today?" She asked Carl from his head. Carl gave a flat no, explaining he would actually be meeting with a collaborator(under an alias, of course) in the next town over and would be gone a while.
"Fine, fine." It might have been for the best anyways. Camilla took note of Maor's expanded belly and gently nudged his arm to wake him up.
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Ethan woke up with the help of the babies, who were thrashing inside him even this early in the morning. He already felt heavier than yesterday and was too scared to look down. He could feel Adam spooning him and turned his head back, seeing that he was still asleep.
"H-hey, wake up..." Ethan said in a tired voice.
