Colton groaned lowly as he could feel the vampire wrapping something around his bleeding arm which woke him up a little more. “Why aren’t you leaving me here to die?” he mumbled quietly as he let his eyes flutter shut again.
He was confused; really confused and still so very weak from the blood loss that he swear that he was being lifted up like a doll that weighed nothing. His blood loss made him pass right out again, slumping into the vampire’s arms.
He woke up again when something jerked him awake and groaned lowly, blinking owlishly when he realized he’s in a vehicle.
“Where the hell am I?”
“You’re in my Jeep which is currently parked in the garage of the Stilinski estate. I - Uh, purchased you from the auction? You had a pretty nasty cut on you too. But, uh, those guys at the auction house can be assholes. My mother used to hate going there, it had something to do with their treatment of humans. She was a human actually. When she was alive the auction house was a lot younger though. She was registered as my father’s blood slave and -- “ Stiles cut himself off, realizing he was not only rambling but he was giving off personal information to a complete stranger. Even after hundreds of years Stiles still had no control on his filter. He let go of an awkward cough as a form to cover up his idiocy. “Come on, lets get you inside and showered. I’ll make sure that we Get come clothes for you by tomorrow, but for now I’m sure mine will fit you well enough. “
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Colton was cleaned but his wound wasn’t patched up; the workers kept it open and bleeding which would probably make him dizzy and possibly pass out very soon.
He looked up weakly from the floor when he heard a soft voice in front of him and his eyes fluttered shut. “Some workers they’ve got here, master.” he spit out the last word and couldn’t keep his head up any longer.
“They should take better care of us humans or else we’ll die before we serve our purpose, which now that I think about it, isn’t too bad to die before becoming a blood slave.”
The blood loss was actually making Colton bold and delirious as he continued speaking to the vampire in front of him which his head down until he laid down on the floor, small pool of blood underneath his arm.
“You won’t get your money’s worth now. Sorry you lost all that money. Pity.” he breathed out before his eyes fluttered shut.
Stiles couldn’t help but snort at the comments passing the human’s lips. It wasn’t very often that humans spoke out and even more rare to a Stilinski. He was about to make a sarcastic comment back when he noticed the man lie on the floor. If he weren’t too focused on the human in front of him he would’ve found the nearest worker and had him fired. His blood slave was bleeding out on the floor because of their lack of ability to keep him healed. He moved quickly, tearing at his own shirt to use as a cloth to wrap the wound in. Every part of him was screaming to lick up that blood slowly drying on the human’s skin. His instincts screamed at him to just suck the human dry since he was going to die anyways. It was the human side of Stiles, the part that made him think of his mother and the way she had raised him with kindness. Raised him to see the good in everyone. He didn’t always listen to her when he was a human, but there were moments where her words would come to mind and he couldn’t stop himself from listening. Once the wound was closed up, Stiles sighed. He couldn’t very well just leave the human there. He not only paid for the human, but he was actually interested in the man. If he were this snarky bleeding out, Stiles was curious to see how the human was in the right state of mind. The vampire picked the man up, holding him in his arms before he carried him out of the auctioning building and carried him to his old and beat up Jeep. It was years and years old, and while his babcia had offered to buy him an entirely newer vehicle, Stiles loved his baby. The ride back to the Stilinski estate was short. Pulling into the garage Stiles turned off the ratty Jeep and looked over at the human.
Colton fucked up. He fucked up so bad; he got reckless and that recklessness got himself captured by the fucking Watchers [ vampire form of police ]. He thought he was going to die at that moment but the leader told him that he was going to be a blood slave; even worse end.
He was kept in a cell for weeks, getting himself prepared, not really knowing what’s really going to happen and finally he was clean, shaved and barely wearing anything to keep himself covered. He groaned as the vampire jailer cut a little wound inside of his upper arm; close to his main artery so it’d keep him weak and unable to fight back since he was in the resistance.
He was forced down to his knees when he was brought to stage, hands tied behind his back so blood won’t be seen but smelt. He grazed into the crowd; looking at the vampires - he hoped no one would bid on him.
But then he saw a paddle go up, another one - fuck he’s screwed. He’s going to be a blood slave. He was grabbed, pulling up to his feet and shoved to the side where he would be taken to a room to meet his new vampire master.
While he waited, he could feel himself getting weak, the blood from the small open wound was still coming out.
Stepping into the back room, Stiles waited patiently for his blood slave to be brought out to him. He tapped his foot against the floor, his knee bouncing with it. He had instructed the workers taking care of the man to treat him with care while cleaning him up. He knew he couldn’t trust them, but he liked to think that was what was taking so long. Stiles had always been different than most of the vampires in his family. They all held some sort of grudge against all humans, treated them as trash. He was different then them. He wasn’t a huge fan of humans, but they were treated with civility until they made him act otherwise. He could still remember the life he had when he was still human. It’s a memory that most vampires tended to forget. It was common for them to give up their humanity. The Stilinski clan refused to give up the one thing that kept them linked to their old lives. They may be the oldest, richest and most powerful vampire clan, but they still believed that it was okay to remember being human. It was what made them who they were. It was humans who insisted on hunting them that they were not fans of. He stood as one of the workers bowed to him. He nodded as they instructed him to follow them to a back room where his new slave was being held. Of course, he followed eagerly, not even needing them to lead him. The intoxicating scent of the human’s blood was a guide in itself. He followed it blindly until he saw the man. “ Hello. “
They were under that mistletoe for half an hour. Gross.
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I say if it keeps him from murdering someone we chloroform the little bastard and throw him in the lake.
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Send “You Were A Mistake” and see how my Muse reacts.
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the stilinski siblings: inspired by all the “stilinski twins” posts going around. because maybe stiles’s twin is a girl. or maybe they’re triplets…
Starter Sentences: Fluff n' Stuff Edition
two word starters
- “ don’t stop ”
- “ please don’t ”
- “ don’t shoot ”
- “ give it ”
- “ shut up ”
- “ damn it! ”
- “ stop it! ”
- “ you’re crazy ”
- “ that’s insane ”
- “ get out! ”
- “ don’t leave ”
- “ i’m tired ”
- “ that’s bad ”
- “ be honest ”
- “ be careful ”
- “ be nice ”
- “ you’re wrong ”
- “ go home ”
- “ watch it ”
- “ fuck me ”
- “ kiss me ”
- “ we can’t… ”
- “ we shouldn’t… ”
- “ you’re perfect ”
- “ that’s awful ”
What: Starter
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"I'm going to kill him." Colton growled, really ready to kill his asshat of a brother for making Stiles think this way. "I do go with someone but it was a whole group of us, models. We do it when we go to events. Buddy system." He explained and smiled brightly before nodding at Stiles. "The second tickets is for me of course but it's an open ticket so that means anytime we want to go to Europe."
Stiles believed Colton. He knew better than to trust anything Jackson said about his twin. Part of him believed that maybe Jackson was jealous. But that was just the part of his brain that thought that he was ‘hot shit’ and not the actual big nerd he was. Instead of replying, Stiles just smiled in return. “ Can we go tomorrow? I mean, I know it’s sudden, but I want to get away with you. Not have to worry about anything else but us and where we are going to go in Europe. “