Title: Taking Steps: Date by Appointment Part 11
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 644
Follows from here
Part 10Work was the usual busy but; in between smiling at the customers and asking what they’d like today, to intermittently bus and wipe down tables or exchange trash bags for fresh; he thought about that morning.
Was it always like that?
“No, sometimes it’s better. Sometimes worse.” Stephen had shrugged commenting, “We’re only human.”
Did he really not mind that Connell had brought Everett home?
“You’re an idiot. Did I act like I minded last night when you were sucking at my titties?”
Yeah but long term…
“I want you here. I like you. You can help around the house, since this is your home, if you want it. And I like knowing that Connell is feeding at home. Safe. And he won’t worry so much that he’s taking too much from me, you’ll be there. A-and you don’t seem to be a bitch.” Eyes had looked at where Everett’s package would be. Everett had calmly ripped off 2 panels from the paper towel roll that was on the breakfast bar and primly draped them over his lap. Stephen had grinned.
What happens when we get old and he doesn’t?
“That’s something that you and he have to talk about. From what I’ve heard, most vampires pension their people off generously if they’re not attached to them, otherwise we age as our vampires do.”
You said safe. Is it dangerous out there for him?
“He could be hit by a car or crushed by a meteorite like anyone else but there are crazies out there who want to go all Von Helsing on a perceived ‘monster of the night’. Why do you think the Donation Clinic has all the security devices?”
If it doesn’t work out for me here, will he kill me or wipe my mind?
Stephen had laughed, “If he can’t make you love being here with us, then he’s slipping. It’s not that he doesn’t have all those mind tricks that vampires can do if he wanted but he’s honestly a good guy. Kind, considerate, caring, and woah baby good in bed.” Stephen had shrugged again, “Never heard of anyone offing their donor. They’re very ethically people. They won’t even feed if you’re not awake, well except for the very nice wakeup call. You pass out, they make such but they don’t bite and it’s more likely that they’ll be freaking out that they’ve hurt you.” Stephen smiled, “Connell does. First time I did the little death, ‘cause it was extreme what he did, I woke up to him putting cold compresses on my forehead and patting my cheeks with a worried panic kind of look. I teased him for a couple days pretending to swoon onto the couch or a chair before he told me to shut up about it.”
Do I need to tell the Donation Clinic?
Stephen had sobered up quickly becoming very alert. “You need to let Connell handle that. They’re losing a gold mine in you. That’s another one you need talk to Connell.”
Where do little vampires come from?
“When a mommy vampire and a daddy vampire …” was begun before Stephen smiled, “I think they make them but I’ve never asked. Haven’t seen any little ones at the receptions. If they do have them, they must home school them or something.”
Everett threw the bags of trash into the dumpster out back of the restaurant, letting the lips slam shut. It was dark back here.
He should stop off home for a few changes of clothes. Walking around bare naked in the morning was a freeing experience but for the rest of the day, well how would you answer the door, quick put on an apron? The image of him in a frilly concoction of ruffles just wasn’t him… unless Connell liked to role play. He shivered and his cock gave an interested jerk.
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