18 years ago
He'd almost done it...well, done what he knew he shouldn't. He had almost just grabbed Addison around the neck, and hauled him up to a room, closet, elevator...hell, Nic himself only needed about five minutes. Five minutes would give him plenty of time to feed, and the need was getting greater with every passing minute.
But fortunately a voice pulled him back to the harshness of reality...strangely enough, that voice sounded a lot like Kem, and for a split second Nic wondered if the guy was inside his head again. He relaxed a LOT when he saw that wasn't the case.
Grabbing Addison's new drink off the bar, he put it into the guy's hand, grabbed his own beer, and then steered the two of them over to the booth in the corner. THE BOOTH. The booth Nic and Addison had sat in the first time...nicely secluded...slightly dark...
Nudging Addison to sit down, Nic did so as well, and put his arm around the guy again, squeezing his neck as he began to speak.
"Addison, Addison, Addison...I am definitely so inclined. But I have some things I've got to say to you first. I can't fuck this up again..."
After a very LONG pull on the beer, Nic cleared his throat.
"Something else I need to apologize for...first off, is that...I sort of...well, you see...I have this ability, talent, skill, it's a gift really, and I used it on you that night. First in the museum, and then here. I can put ideas into your head, and then you think they're your ideas."
Now that was nice and clear - not.
"When I ran into you at the museum, I was hungry...VERY hungry. I'd just arrived, and hadn't fed in a few days...traveling sometimes makes it awkward, to say the least. I should have checked into Evenhet right away, met with the clan leader, and then worried about food. But instead I let my hunger get the better of me, and I was tired, and I always get a little punchy when I travel anyway..."
He was rambling again, though not intentionally. The feelings he'd had that night were creeping upon him now, and once again he was letting them take control.
"No...the thing is, I had no right to take from you like that, without your consent, freely given. I rationalized it by telling myself that you would enjoy it anyway, so it really didn't matter...it wouldn't hurt you...just tire you out a little. I really wouldn't have done you, if I didn't think I could give you something in return...someone else yea...but I liked you right off the bat.
That brings us to tonight."
Another gulp, and Nic looked Addison right in the eyes.
"I need to feed again...soon. That isn't why I came here, but I have to admit in the back of my mind the idea was dancing around. I want to take you upstairs and fuck you mindless...but I MUST feed first."
Another swig of beer, and he drained the bottle. A rather large belch, half hidden by his hand, with a quick apology, and he finished.
"If you still want to be with me tonight, I either leave and come back in thirty minutes or so, and then we go upstairs...or I go upstairs with you now, and..."
Nic's eyes weren't leaving Addison's face, and didn't breath. He hoped the guy understood what the last option meant.