Closed RP Spot for loveinsideme/nachtvogel [NSFW WITHIN]

[heyhohey]

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[loveinsideme]

"I hate the idea of anyone saying what you are, what you enjoy is somehow bad or wrong." He strokes his hand through Alfred's hair, though the gesture is almost protective. As though a simple gesture could keep him from all the ills of the world.

[heyhohey]

Okay. Okay. Hair is being played with again, but the context is sweet, soft, gentle. It's not meant to tease.

(So he only squirms a little.)

"...I-I know. But...now I'm here. And I don't have to worry about that in here."

[loveinsideme]

"No, not here. Here, you can love poetry and sewing and any activities that please. You can love whomever you want. Father would hardly judge, he's taken more than one male lover over the years, among his female companions." It's said quite casually, as though Herbert finds nothing odd about it. Which, truly, he doesn't.

[heyhohey]

This...makes Alfred blink at Herbert in surprise, just a little. The topic is... complicated, for him. He's been learning that his worldview before the castle was narrow...and learning what that means for him, exactly.

Nodding a little bit, he finally takes the shirt back up, tying off the seam and grabbing a wooden hoop from his basket.

"...The first night...after I was turned...you told me you had. You had always preferred men. How...did you know?"

[loveinsideme]

Herbert reluctantly pulls away and lets Alfred get back to his mending. "It's something I've always felt. When I was younger, perhaps thirteen or fourteen, girls started to notice me. And they were nice, I suppose. I liked talking to them. I even stole a few kisses here and there, but it never... ignited anything in me.

Nothing like what I felt when a boy looked at me. I'd feel a fluttering in my stomach, my cheeks would get hot. I'd find excuses to touch them. Play wrestling, that sort of thing. Just to be close to them. Because it made me feel good, like all the romantic books told me a girl should make me feel."

[heyhohey]

The young vampire doesn't stray too far from Herbert, even as he returns to work - he scoots a little closer, instinctively, so that the side of his thigh is pressed against the older man's. He sets the embroidery hoop under the first bloodstain, a thoughtful look on his face as he listens.

There's a guilty little twist in his stomach, in spite of himself. He knows he likes women, but...he also thinks back to private moments with erotic scenes in romance novels, of well-worn pages describing what the men in the scene are doing, feeling.

His cheeks burn. He takes up some rich, thicker crimson thread and affixes it to his needle.

"...Oh," is all he can manage, but it's spoken with realization.

[loveinsideme]

"Oooh?" Herbert smiles slowly, picking out his stitches and re-threading his needle to start again. He knows that expression. That tone of sudden realization. He'd seen it on himself, ever so many years ago.

"It sounds like something's clicked into place."

[heyhohey]

For a long moment, Alfred doesn't say anything - he tries to figure out what TO say, how to say it out loud. His eyes remain on the embroidery hoop as he begins to stitch a cluster of little rosettes over the bloodstains.

"...It has," he finally admits, almost more a whimper. "I like women, I do, but...but also...men are...I-I mean, I...think I might...I mean...."

He's very, very red now.

"I think I...react more...to men. You know...ah...physically."

[loveinsideme]

"And that's perfectly fine, my love," he says softly. Reassuringly. "Father leans more towards women, but he still likes men as well. I only like men. Everyone likes something a little different, and that's what makes things more fun."

[heyhohey]

He isn't sure what he was expecting. Maybe to be told that wasn't how it worked, or corrected - but no.

He's...fine.

A little smile crosses his lips, and he nods to himself a little. Maybe he can...cast off just a little of that weight he carries, then.

"You threaded the needle much quicker the second time," he suddenly chirps, eager to move the focus off of himself again. "And near the end of the seam, your stitches were starting to get straighter. You're a quick study."

[loveinsideme]

"I'm trying my best for you," he beams happily and kisses Alfred on the cheek. "What is it you're doing to that shirt?"

[heyhohey]

"I can tell, Herbert! It's really fun for me that you want to learn." The kiss is responded to with a fond smile - and the question with a couple of quick stitches before Alfred holds up the hoop.

"I'm embroidering some flowers over the bloodstain - to cover it up. What do you think? Do you like it?"

[loveinsideme]

"I think it's absolutely wonderful. You have such talent, to create flowers out of a needle and thread." His Alfred is so clever, and Herbert is so pleased to share something he enjoys so much with him.

[heyhohey]

"Oh, it's all practice, really," he grins, though, the praise bringing a little color to his cheeks. "And I'll teach you how, once you've got the basics down. A little bit of embroidery can add something nice to something plain, or - well, like this, it can hide things you don't want seen."

He can't imagine these are the only bloodstained shirts Herbert has shoved in a closet, after all.

[loveinsideme]

"So I'm to have lovely flowers all over my sleeve instead of bloodstains? How marvelous." His stitches this time are a little smaller, a little neater, a little more even. Not perfect by any means, but moving towards improvement.

[heyhohey]

"Exactly. I...I think flowers suit you much better."

A little timid, but sweetly said - he keeps an eye on Herbert's stitching without staring, smiling when he marks the improvement. He's clearly very pleased, his expression bright and warm.

"...This is...really nice."

[loveinsideme]

"It is, isn't it? I like just sitting here with you. Learning new things, and then just -- spending time with you. I could happily spend hours with you just sitting and being quiet. I've never been able to do that with anyone, before."

[heyhohey]

"...Really?"

That sentiment makes Alfred feel warmer than the fire does. Attraction is one thing, but those little comments assuring Alfred that Herbert is enjoying being there with him?

That is worth its weight in gold to him. Especially when it's coming from someone who has been around for as long as Herbert has.

[loveinsideme]

"Truly. Usually I need to be doing something, but... you make me feel calm." He's always had sort of a nervous energy. Always needing to run around. Be out hunting, be moving somehow. But Alfred's presence just... quiets him. Lessens the need to be active somehow.

[heyhohey]

"Oh."

Alfred doesn't really know what to say to that at first - he smiles, quietly, a little tearily.

And then?

"...Well, they do say the sun makes some people sleepy."

A joke.

He's finally comfortable enough to make jokes, to laugh.

Maybe he really is home.

[loveinsideme]

"And the moon makes people go wild. Maybe that's why we suit each other so well," he teases in return, reaching over to touch Alfred's knee lightly.

It's good. It's comfortable. He hasn't felt comfortable in quite some time.

[heyhohey]

This makes Alfred giggle - and just a little bit, he presses his leg into the touch.

"Maybe. At least, it might be a factor."

It IS comfortable, and that surprises the boy. Being UNcomfortable is something of a default state....

And yet, here he is.

Reaching out on impulse, he hooks his hand under Herbert's calf, pulling gently - lifting up his work to hint that the vampire can swing his legs across Alfred's lap, if he likes.

Inviting him closer, bit by bit.

Showing he is comfortable, instead of just saying so.

[loveinsideme]

"Well, if you insist." He sets his sewing aside and stretches out with his legs in Alfred's lap, lounging back against the arm of the sofa.

"I can't wait to see the shirt when it's done. It looks lovely so far. I like that thread you're using."

[heyhohey]

Alfred makes a pleased little noise when Herbert cozies up, resting his arms and his work in the other man's lap and smiling fondly.

This really is nice.

"I'm glad - that you like it, I mean. I thought this color red would help fill in over the stains...and then I can go with with some greens for leaves. Make it really vibrant."

[loveinsideme]

Herbert rests his chin on his hand while he watches Alfred work so swiftly and deftly. "I love the way you think about colour. About what will look good together, what will go together. It's fantastic."