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xp_logsNico and Julian have an intimate moment in the wake of the final moments of Revenant.
Exhausted and cut up, Julian leaned on the railing of the balcony that overlooked the ritual area with fixated disinterest. It was over and had gone over without any problems aside from the razor sharp iron nearly shredding the skin on his legs to pieces. Of course the wounds were patched now, though still oozing blood, and there had been no muscle damage, so Julian had been assured he was going to be just fine- and that he'd have no problem walking to classes after a week of rest.
Part of him thought Manuel and Nathan would have been proud of his ability to keep the members of the ritual safe, but another part of him knew that he could have done more. He'd gotten one or two good shots in on the witch-queen, but why hadn't he simply snapped her neck and had done with it. The goal had been to kill her and though the final blow hadn't been from him, Julian felt nauseous. Another part of him knew that Nathan wouldn't have approved of what had just happened and he hoped he could keep this memory from his mentor the next time he saw him. Now all that was left was the clean-up and to drove back to the mansion, so for a while he would try to forget what had just happened.
He was so focused on being unfocused he didn't notice the soft and familiar footsteps of Nico approaching him.
Nico took the chance to slowly hug him from behind, chin resting on his neck. "You are oddly silent, and quiet; don't make me worry about you." Not about you too, that was what crossed her mind, but Julian had enough on his own at the moment, apparently. "You were great there, you know that?" She refrained from taking about his wounds, mainly because she felt a little guilty of not being able to heal them; she had only one healing spell from the Staff of One, and Amanda had been very clear when she requested Nico to leave that one for a very important situation.
Julian smiled and put his hands over Nico's. "Worry about me? I'm not the one who had a vampire witch sucking my life out.". He paused, "You okay?"
Nico made a face, and while Julian wouldn't be able to tell, the tension on her hands sold her away; it hadn't been a nice experience. "I know about energy sucking, but being the one getting it out of me was a first; it wasn't good at all, of course, but I'll survive." Kissing him on the back of his neck, Nico pressed herself tighter against Julian. "You'll be alright?"
With a sigh Julian nodded, considering that their roles should have been reversed at the moment with him holding her. They stood there in silence for a moment "I'll be okay, I'm just wiped out."
Her head rested on Julian's shoulder then, eyes closed. "I know the feeling, but I'm here or you, alright? You only need to ask." She would need to find someone else to take her own issues out later; the whole deal with Amanda was making a mess on her mind. "Do you want to stay here? I can go if you need to be alone."
"Nah, that's fine, stay." He paused and sighed, "Hell of a way to start a spring break, huh?"Julian paused again, "You're taking this whole, my boyfriend belongs to the hellfire club really well."
Nico smiled. "I'm a dark witch that comes from a family where dark magic is as common as peanut butter, and I'm fated to get into some really nasty mess someday...I can be very tolerant."
"Good to know," he said, giving her hand a squeeze and rubbing his shaved cheek against hers. "You know I'm going to be there for you if that prophecy stuff comes true, right?" A pause, "No matter what."
Kissing that cheek, Nico sighed. "That's what keeps me going, you know? Being aware there is people willing to help. For that I thank you, a lot." But she wasn't going to start talking about herself, nor she would tell Julian she was rather sure it would happen, and sooner than they thought; it was an eerie feeling. "At least we can say this is over; not entirely over, since now there is a Black Queen and I don't even know what that means, but Selene...Amanda will be fine now." She would make sure of that.
With a smile, Julian considered commenting on her mentor's bare back performance, but thought the better for it. Slowly turning around he placed his hands on her waist, then slowly moved in for a deep kiss.
Now, Nico wasn't arguing about that. After all the craziness, she needed it, actually. Talking about Amanda would have been dreadful. Instead, she kissed back, eagerly so, maybe putting a little too much passion, the kind of needy love she was trying to refrain. She had to fail here and there though, right?
Exhausted and cut up, Julian leaned on the railing of the balcony that overlooked the ritual area with fixated disinterest. It was over and had gone over without any problems aside from the razor sharp iron nearly shredding the skin on his legs to pieces. Of course the wounds were patched now, though still oozing blood, and there had been no muscle damage, so Julian had been assured he was going to be just fine- and that he'd have no problem walking to classes after a week of rest.
Part of him thought Manuel and Nathan would have been proud of his ability to keep the members of the ritual safe, but another part of him knew that he could have done more. He'd gotten one or two good shots in on the witch-queen, but why hadn't he simply snapped her neck and had done with it. The goal had been to kill her and though the final blow hadn't been from him, Julian felt nauseous. Another part of him knew that Nathan wouldn't have approved of what had just happened and he hoped he could keep this memory from his mentor the next time he saw him. Now all that was left was the clean-up and to drove back to the mansion, so for a while he would try to forget what had just happened.
He was so focused on being unfocused he didn't notice the soft and familiar footsteps of Nico approaching him.
Nico took the chance to slowly hug him from behind, chin resting on his neck. "You are oddly silent, and quiet; don't make me worry about you." Not about you too, that was what crossed her mind, but Julian had enough on his own at the moment, apparently. "You were great there, you know that?" She refrained from taking about his wounds, mainly because she felt a little guilty of not being able to heal them; she had only one healing spell from the Staff of One, and Amanda had been very clear when she requested Nico to leave that one for a very important situation.
Julian smiled and put his hands over Nico's. "Worry about me? I'm not the one who had a vampire witch sucking my life out.". He paused, "You okay?"
Nico made a face, and while Julian wouldn't be able to tell, the tension on her hands sold her away; it hadn't been a nice experience. "I know about energy sucking, but being the one getting it out of me was a first; it wasn't good at all, of course, but I'll survive." Kissing him on the back of his neck, Nico pressed herself tighter against Julian. "You'll be alright?"
With a sigh Julian nodded, considering that their roles should have been reversed at the moment with him holding her. They stood there in silence for a moment "I'll be okay, I'm just wiped out."
Her head rested on Julian's shoulder then, eyes closed. "I know the feeling, but I'm here or you, alright? You only need to ask." She would need to find someone else to take her own issues out later; the whole deal with Amanda was making a mess on her mind. "Do you want to stay here? I can go if you need to be alone."
"Nah, that's fine, stay." He paused and sighed, "Hell of a way to start a spring break, huh?"Julian paused again, "You're taking this whole, my boyfriend belongs to the hellfire club really well."
Nico smiled. "I'm a dark witch that comes from a family where dark magic is as common as peanut butter, and I'm fated to get into some really nasty mess someday...I can be very tolerant."
"Good to know," he said, giving her hand a squeeze and rubbing his shaved cheek against hers. "You know I'm going to be there for you if that prophecy stuff comes true, right?" A pause, "No matter what."
Kissing that cheek, Nico sighed. "That's what keeps me going, you know? Being aware there is people willing to help. For that I thank you, a lot." But she wasn't going to start talking about herself, nor she would tell Julian she was rather sure it would happen, and sooner than they thought; it was an eerie feeling. "At least we can say this is over; not entirely over, since now there is a Black Queen and I don't even know what that means, but Selene...Amanda will be fine now." She would make sure of that.
With a smile, Julian considered commenting on her mentor's bare back performance, but thought the better for it. Slowly turning around he placed his hands on her waist, then slowly moved in for a deep kiss.
Now, Nico wasn't arguing about that. After all the craziness, she needed it, actually. Talking about Amanda would have been dreadful. Instead, she kissed back, eagerly so, maybe putting a little too much passion, the kind of needy love she was trying to refrain. She had to fail here and there though, right?
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