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Drag my teeth across your chest to taste your beating heart

[He had learned quickly that men weren't created equal. That the strong survived and the weak did not when it came to survival. It had been that way as long as he remembered. He doesn't remember his parents much; his memory of them fleeting at best and completely nonexistent once his little sister was only some few years old. An uphill battle taking care of his sister while also making ends meet. Joonghyuk was the perfect story of rags to riches.

He wasn't a scholar of any kind. Didn't have some untapped talent that would put him above others to leave his mark on the world for revolutionizing in the arts or engineering. He knew how to fight though and had the potential for it. Maybe it can be seen in his eyes, the fight in them, that has him recruited as a knight. From there on, he flew through the ranks with each successful campaign. Joonghyuk was quick to become a popular darling for the people. Strong, charismatic, and handsome; a recipe for a seemingly perfect man.

If people happen to see a flash of molten gold or lightning blue instead of black obsidian eyes, then it's merely part of their imagination. Slightly sharpened teeth? It's just a bit of odd genetics. Nothing to be concerned about.

With every success though, there would always be people less than pleased by it. He didn't care about whether or not people were jealous of him. Those matters meant nothing to him. He had a little sister to raise and his own life to worry about. Never did he think that peoples' jealousy would end in such underhanded betrayal.

To the kingdom, beings that weren't human were considered nothing more than monsters. The supernatural were freaks meant to be disposed of. While Joonghyuk had no prejudice towards others, he did take his job seriously. The safety of the people and his home were of top priority, and if that meant killing indiscriminately, then so be it.

So where did things go wrong? Was that not the point of being a knight? To protect those that needed protecting? What about the oath they made?

It was supposed to be a simple rescue mission. He had felt something off, but had brushed it off as just his paranoia. Well, he certainly will never doubt his senses again. He didn't know what was more offensive. The fact that knights meant to protect people would let their egos and jealousy get in the way enough to sabotage another fellow knight or the fact that they would even go so far as to work with beings that had ill intent to cause harm to others.

Joonghyuk doesn't go down without a fight of course. He cuts down many of them with a ferocity and anger that almost seems inhuman. No matter how skilled a man is though means nothing in the face of numbers. It's the gradual accumulation of injuries and blood loss that finally has him dropping to his knees. It was still quite a messy scene. More then a handful of men were taken down all to try and knock Joonghyuk down. What a waste.

He hears the click of heels and a strong presence before his vision goes dark followed by a thump as his body finally hits the ground.]

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[ All these years, the human knight had been a thorn in his side. A lethal force upon the battlefield, one strong enough to clash blade-to-blade with Baltar himself, a vicious hunter of the spies he'd sent to infiltrate the human kingdom, a defender of those puling nobles and gutless royal prigs who hid snugly in their castles of stone.

Baltar is not proud of the underhanded tactics he had taken to dispose of Joonghyuk, and yet there is a cold, vicious satisfaction in him at seeing the man brought low, undone by petty envy and greed. The foolish knights who had betrayed him would no doubt be off now spreading lurid tales of their comrade's treachery, before Baltar has them disposed of. A drop of poison slipped into a cup, a tumble down a high stairwell, their names would be forgotten by the annals of time.

But a skillful warrior like Joonghyuk, well... he would be given a choice. A choice that is really no choice at all.

Joonghyuk will wake to a splash of icy water poured over his head before he's unceremoniously dropped in a heap upon the floor. Steel chains hang between the manacles clamped over his wrists and ankles, a metal collar affixed around his throat with a leash, held in the hands of a grizzled vampire soldier who watches him with hungry eyes.

Before him, Baltar sits behind a solid wooden desk upon an equally solid wooden chair that creaks beneath his bulk. No throne, this, from the stack of scrolls and annotated map haphazardly spread across the surface, but a working space.

His fingers are steepled in a scholarly gesture oddly incongruous with his appearance - the rippling fall of hair over one side of his face doing nothing to soften the heavy line of muscle, the looming air of threat, or the flat expression upon Baltar's face, utterly cold and empty of emotion. ]

Don't bother playing at sleep. You won't like what happens if you waste my time.

[His body stings and aches. The icy cold water is a shock to his system, and he quickly comes to as soon as it hits his skin.

It takes a moment for the knight to gain his bearings. The heavy weight on his limbs with how sluggish his body feels. He then remembers what had happened. Memories flood back into his mind of the betrayal. Right. To think that the jealousy of fools would go so far to toss him into the hands of the enemy...

Strangely enough, he doesn't think much about it other than what would become of his sister.

Joonghyuk clicks his tongue with a scowl.] Then why have me here? Is it not a waste of your time to take me in than to get rid of me? It's you who had tried to kill me countless times is it not? Why haven't you done it then?

[Of course he can see the worth of keeping him alive and leveraging his life for gain. Still, he was pretty sure the other had wanted him dead.] What do you want?

[ He studies the other man's reaction, finding some faint shred of amusement in the scowl that twists that handsome face. Mouthy even now, with no hint of fear. ]

Is that what you'd prefer? A painless end that carries you away to oblivion?

[ Baltar makes a simple gesture, a crook of a finger, and the soldier yanks upon the leash, hauling Joonghyuk forward until he's kneeling bare inches from the base of the desk. ]

No. That would be a waste of your talents. And I cannot abide waste. You still draw breath today because I have some use for you - for your obedience.

I don't think it matters to you as to what I want, so it doesn't matter. [Even if he wanted a quick death, he doubts that's what he would be granted. He knows that the world is far too cruel to give him peace like that.

Not that Joonghyuk is the type to just accept things as they are. He resists despite the ache of his body and his injuries. He doesn't care if it aggravates them as he's forced forward.

Stubborn till the end. He scoffs.] Do you think that I'm going to roll over for you so easily? [It wasn't such a perfect picture in reality. He was well loved by the people because his interest was the peoples' wellbeing. He was absolutely hated by the crown, but was too useful to be discarded. He knew those stuffy higher ups hated him. Not enough to get rid of him because they needed him, but enough that he has heard plenty of snide remarks and was far from treated lovingly. He was too stubborn of a man to listen to every order and he had refused many.

Of course, no one would be the wiser to it with how he seemingly was praised so wonderfully in the public eye.] I'm not interested.

Are you so eager for death?

[ Baltar's gaze is chilling in its indifference, but behind the stone façade of detachment, a hot black malice and hunger seeps through. ]

No, don't bother answering. I know your sort. Too proud to bend knee for your own good, too stupid to realize there are worse fates than death. You'll learn obedience willingly, like a dog taking up a new trick, or you'll learn it the hard way.

[ The faintest of nods at the vampire soldier, and Joonghyuk is yanked up by the back of the collar in a chokingly tight grip, left to dangle as Baltar sits back in his chair, a man with all the time in the world. ]

But I promise, you'll be broken just the same.

If you have to ask, then you're more of a fool than I thought.

[Well, even if the other wanted an answer, he doesn't. He thinks it should be obvious whether or not he truly wanted death or not and answering is a waste of breath he wasn't going to bother with.

He bares his teeth at the other with a glare as he was pulled up. He doesn't offer anymore words but he does spit onto the man's desk. Obviously, he had no interest in submitting. Obeying has always been a difficult task for him and it was no different here. Call him stupid and a fool, but if all he had right now was his stubbornness, then so be it.]

[ A flicker of dark eyes, from Joonghyuk's face to the spittle upon the desk, and then back, before the barest hint of a smirk curls the corner of his lips. Far from provocation, something of black joy and a vicious satisfaction shines through the mask of control. Better to give some semblance of choice, after all... ]

Then you know you'll have no one to blame but yourself for what comes next.

[ A nod at the soldiers in the room, one still holding Joonghyuk up and the other standing guard by the door. ]

Go on. Strip him.

[ The other guard comes up beside them, the two vampires sharing a glance of hot and vicious anticipation. Shnk - a blade drawn, before the press of cold steel slides beneath the hem of Joonghyuk's shirt, slicing through the thin cloth to bare his chest.

The vampire gripping the collar lets out a snickering laugh, breath hot against his ear. ]

Hold still now, wouldn't wanna nick you someplace sensitive.

[The smile and the way that the man's eyes seem to light up was bad news for him. There was something sickeningly primal about it, like a cat playing with a mouse it had caught.

His eyes narrow as he tries to jerk away from the vampires.

Joonghyuk's body is littered with scars. From small cuts to larger slashes or stabs. What was more peculiar was the obvious injuries that he had attained from the skirmish before his capture. They had obviously been larger injuries at the time, but they seemed to be farther along the healing process than they should be.]

What are you doing? [He can guess, but he asks anyways. Maybe because he didn't think this would be a tactic the other would go with.]

What do you think, prettyboy?

[ The dagger draws a line of red across Joonghyuk's chest as he jerks against his captors. The vampire with his grip upon Joonhyuk's collar lets out another nasty chuckle, even as the one wielding the blade settles a broad hand upon his hip, giving his ass a taunting squeeze. ]

Mm, don't you look tasty.

[ The comment inspires a dangerous glint in Baltar's eyes, which had narrowed slightly at the sight of the knight's injuries. Hadn't he just... During his capture, shouldn't he be...? ]

Tsk. [ The sound of disapproval earns a slight flinch from both soldiers, the second of which returns to studiously cutting Joonghyuk's clothing off of him with none-too-careful motions of the dagger. ]

[Well, that isn't the first time he's heard someone call him that, although it was usually said in a more insulting manner and obviously more scathing. He doesn't enjoy it all the same. It makes it seem like he only got anywhere because of his looks (which doesn't make sense considering their occupation).

He jolts a little and glares at the vampires. If looks to kill, they'd be six feet under, but all it offers is a disgusted look and a want to aim a swift kick at them for daring to touch him.] So nothing is off the tables for the likes of you. [He doesn't care if they're a vampire, but it seems the man themselves is deplorable on their own.

Joonghyuk definitely was easy on the eyes naturally with wavy curls framing a strong jaw and pretty face. The man also obviously took care of his body well sans the injuries. Broad shoulders into a tapered waist. He obviously trained far more than most knights probably did; wanting to insure that he would never lose a battle from negligence.

It doesn't take much longer for the soldier to cut away the rest of the man's clothes, exposing him entirely to the other.]

[ Baltar lets his gaze slide down Joonghyuk's body in a coldly assessing glance, lingering upon the strong breadth of his shoulders and lean lines of that handsome body. ]

There's a quaint human saying: that all's fair in love and war. But there's no reason we can't enjoy ourselves while we're at it.

[ At a nod from their general, the two vampire guards haul Joonghyuk a step forward, half bending their captive over the desk and scattering the papers left and right. Baltar fists a hand in his black hair, forcing Joonghyuk's head back to bare his throat. ]

If you won't offer up your obedience willingly, then I only have to break you to heel like a bitch for the taking.

[ A tilt of the face, the curtain of hair sliding back to reveal the deep scars running down his cheek as Baltar's lip curls back and sharp fangs sink into his neck. ]

Bastar-!

[The knight struggles against the two guards, ignoring the ache of his joints as they chafe against the shackles keeping him bound. The growl that escapes the man's lips as he's bent over is just a little more beast than human.]

Fuck you. [Stubborn until the end, he obviously had no intention of submitting anytime soon.

The bite is searing hot. He thrashes and struggles under the man's mouth. It's a futile effort, but he wasn't going to just easily submit to the other.]

[ With that first mouthful of coppery blood, Baltar eases his power into Joonghyuk's veins- merely a warm trickle at first, deepening into a surge of pulsing heat. But the other man's mind is not so easily dominated despite Baltar bringing his power to down to bear upon him. Ha, who could have imagined that all that bark had some bite behind it? Even now, overpowered and with vampiric seduction poured through his veins, Joonghyuk struggles in his grasp.

He swallows before pulling back, brow furrowing slightly at the odd taste that lingers at the back of his throat. Strange, that. Some kind of... spell, perhaps, one that lent a human unexpected strength? Or... what else could it be? Something worth looking into, perhaps.

Or perhaps it might simply be as easy as forcing answers out of that stubborn mouth. ]

Aren't you full of surprises, little knight? But if you so insist. [ Voice a low growl, a faint red glowing in the black pinpricks of his pupils before Baltar pulls his expression back into one of cool restraint, settling back into his seat with the air of a man enjoying dinner and a show. ]

I've had the first taste, as is fitting. [ A magnanimous lift of the chin at the two guards, still obediently holding Joonghyuk over the desk. ] Go on now - Virgil, Lukas, he'll be a little sweeter for you two.

[It feels similarly to fingers slowly trying to grasp him. It feels invasive and the feeling was sickening. He hated it, but it felt much too weak that it was more of an annoyance than something to worry about at the moment.

What was more worrisome was the way his breathing seemed to be coming out more heavily and his body was starting to feel warmer than it should. His body already ran on the warmer side, but this was different. It was like his blood was on fire more than anything else. It made him feel too hot even though his body was completely bare.

He vaguely knew of the side effects, but he had never experienced it firsthand.

Joonghyuk continues to resist his captors; struggling and trying to break free. His movement comes a little more sluggish than before though. His mind and will was still ever so strong, but his body was reacting. Still, even his body's reaction seemed more subdued than it normally should. The knight certainly had a lot of fight in him.] Get off me. [It comes out through gritted teeth.]

[ Vampiric strength should surely be greater against that of a mere human - and yet, it takes both guards to wrestle Joonghyuk down and pin him down flat against the desk, bent over with the wooden edge digging to his hips. ]

Why don't you try saying pretty-please, huh?

[ Said by the vampire who'd sliced his clothes off with a chuckle, leering grin now stretched from ear to ear. With a clawed hand, he ruffles Joonghyuk's hair with a condescending pat. ]

Maybe if you're good to us, we'll be good to you. I can treat you nice, pet. By the time I'm done, you'll be begging for more.

[ That earns a scoff from the other vampire, already positioning himself behind the knight, claws digging raw red lines over narrow hips. ]

Speak for yourself, Lukas. Me, I got ten coppers that says he'll scream. [ A slap on the ass, trying to provoke a jump. ] Won't you?

[The surface of the desk was cold against his unnaturally warm body. It was a relief more than anything; the coolness of the smooth surface welcoming.

Joonghyuk tries to jerk his head away. A snap of teeth, even if he knows he can't actually bite those fingers off. It was instinctual at this point to resist as much as possible against the inevitable.]

I rather die than beg or plead.

[A smirk. A scoff.] As if you could even please someone willing to open their legs for the likes of you.

[Honestly, he had no actual experience. Despite being a bit of a heartthrob, Joonghyuk didn't care for those kind of things. The only thing that mattered to him was his sister and taking care of her; wanting to make sure she had a comfortable life. He didn't have time for pleasures of the flesh.] I won't scream for trash like you.

[ Joonghyuk's taunt earns him a look of outrage from Lukas, though Virgil simply laughs. ]

Sounds like a challenge.

[ Virgil gropes obscenely at his hip, giving his chiseled asscheek a squeeze before forcing his thighs apart, exposing him utterly to their lecherous eyes. A clawed thumb traces up the line of his inner thigh to tease at the tight pucker of his entrance with taunting inevitability - even as Lukas pipes up from beside him, expression mulish. ]

Don't prep him. I wanna see his face when you fuck him raw.

[ That earns a chuckle from Virgil, eyes gleaming with cruel consideration. ]

At least let me oil up first, don't wanna lose all the skin off my dick. Besides, our pet's got two holes, doesn't he? Have him suck you off. [ To Joonghyuk: ] And you'll be real sweet for that, won't you? Or it's gonna hurt like hell for you.

[His body instinctively tenses and he clenches when he feels Virgil's hands wander over his lower body. Despite their colder skin, the touches somehow felt so warm. Joonghyuk merely glares at them as he grinds his teeth.]

Sweet isn't part of my personality, unfortunately. [It would be smart of him to perhaps be less stubborn, but it's too bad that stubbornness is just a vital part of him that he can't let go. That, and he doubted that he would get much reprieve either way. If their aim was to eventually break him, then even if it didn't hurt now, it would surely hurt later in some way. They weren't offering much in terms of mercy.]

I can't promise that. [A click of his tongue.] You put something that ugly near my face, and I won't want it there for long.

A feisty one, aren't you? But you'll learn better soon enough.

[ Behind him, the sound of rustling cloth, the clink of a belt undone followed by a sickening squelch of oil from the nearby lamp, before Virgil's rough hands settle upon Joonghyuk's hips, gripping hard enough to bruise. With a chuckle, he mockingly rubs the head of his cock against the crack of his ass, taunting and tantalizing. Letting him know just what he has to look forward to.

Lukas' expression wavers briefly, torn between amusement and outrage at the implicit threat. The vampire strides forward, grabbing for a fistful of dark hair to wrench his head up at a painful angle. ]

You little bitch... Oh, I'm going to have fun with that smart mouth of yours.

[He doesn't need to see to know. The sounds are enough and the press of something hard against his backside all but confirms it. He isn't so hotblooded that he'd goad the others more than necessary. It's getting harder to concentrate in the first place with his body so warm and it feels like his grip on his mental is slipping anyways. Damned bite was really taking affect.

There's that moment of kind of wishing that life worked like faerie tales. He knew the inevitable was about to come, but wouldn't it be nice if life worked the same as stories? How before the worst was to happen, he would be saved and spared the pain and humiliation?

Well, he isn't a fool. It was men who were supposed to be fighting alongside who put him in this situation in the first place.

Joonghyuk grimaces and let's out a low noise in the back of his throat; the sting lingering for a moment. He glares at Lukas before spitting on them.] You sure I won't bite something off?

[ Amusing as the little scene playing out before him is, Baltar finds himself studying Joonghyuk's handsome face. The hard set of his jaw, the flicker of resignation in those dark eyes, the lack of futile begging or struggle. How very interesting. ]

You wouldn't dare- [ Snarls Lukas, and behind him, Virgil visibly rolls his eyes and then - with a flex of sharp claws, forces the head of his cock against his entrance, slamming his hips forward with a growl. ]

[It hurts.

His eyes widen a fraction as pain shoots through his body. For what it was worth, the man didn't actually scream at all. He isn't quite sure himself if it was unbreakable willpower or if he was just too shocked to make a noise.

He does writhe a bit, but it's more unconscious than anything; a natural response to one's body trying to find any sort of relief.

Joonghyuk bites his bottom lip and he digs his nails into his palm.] Fuck.

[ Virgil lets out a loud, lewd groan as the head of his cock breeches into the tight clench of Joonghyuk's ass, breath hissing out from his teeth before he bucks again, forcing his length in deeper. ]

Damn, but he's tight like anything- like some fucking virgin.

[ Watching with glittering dark eyes and an expression of cool amusement, Baltar cocks his head. ]

Oh? Tell me, little knight, are you a virgin? [ A taunting question, yes - but also a test, a flex of the dark power he'd flooded through Joonghyuk's veins in an attempt to compel him to answer in a moment of weakness. ]

[He desperately wants to be able to grab something if only to ground himself. Something to focus on that isn't the length entering him. The only thing that seems to burn more than the pain is the humiliation of being forced like this.

Joonghyuk glares at Baltar and maybe he's thankful the other decided to question him. It's something to focus on.] Fuck you. [He can barely pant it out. His body feels like it's on fire and its making his mind hazy.] That's none of your damn business.

[The man was ever so private about his personal life that there were plenty of rumors about his romantic life. Either he had a secret lover or spouse he was completely devoted to or that he slept around like no one's business (both are wrong of course). He wasn't about to spill anything to his enemies.

He chews at his bottom lip as he tries to get used to the intrusion. For his own sake.] Ask these two that. Are they virgins? [Probably insulting their banging skills is not the best thing to do, but he doesn't think it'd matter anyways.]

[ The heated retort earns him an indignant growl from Lukas along with a raised brow, Baltar finding himself somewhat reluctantly impressed by Joonghyuk's obstinance. ]

So indignant. What is it then, a lover waiting for you back at the castle? [ He lets his power pour like a wave through his words, plucking at frayed nerves and the ghost of pain, any chink he can find in that mental wall. ] Someone you're desperate to return to?

[ Whatever answer Joonghyuk might manage, Virgil will interrupt mid-sentence with a jerk of his hips, drawing nearly all the way out in a jolt of searing friction before thrust in again, deep and hard. ]

[He grits his teeth. He doesn't like the feeling of whatever the other is doing. It felt suffocating; like there was a hand slowly squeezing. It felt invasive and he couldn't do anything much but continue to endure the sickening feeling it left.] I said- [His words are cut off as a pained groan escapes his lips as the other thrust back into him. He bites down on his lip enough to draw blood.]

I said that's none of your business. [He would suffer the pain and humiliation ten times over, but he refused to even merely mention Mia in any capacity. She was the only thing he had and he had no intention of them letting know of the little sister he would need to find his way back to.

He struggles a bit, writhing and pulling at the shackles on his wrists. It mostly hurts, but it doesn't completely and maybe that's the worst part. That whatever effects from Baltar's bite was really starting to get ahold of him. Lingering underneath it all was a growing warmth that his body was yearning for.]

But that isn't a no, is it?

[ A faint, nearly imperceptible huff of amusement, Baltar cocking his head like a hound that had heard some faint noise. ]

Worth looking into, perhaps. Though if you insist on being stubborn... well, I suppose I don't need any further answers from that obstinate tongue of yours.

[ His gaze falls upon the bead of blood that wells from Joonghyuk's lower lip, before he reaches out in an idle gesture to wipe away the droplet - and if the knight attempts to snap or lunge, Baltar will seize him by the throat in a motion almost too fast to be seen, fingers tightening with choking force. ]

Maybe it’s a no. Maybe it’s a yes. Who can say? [He’s thankful for his paranoia. He had made contingency plans if anything was to happen. He had saved up most of the money he made so that Mia would have something incase and he had a handful of friends who would take her under their wing if he wasn’t to return.

It does leave him aching in a way that wasn’t the same as the throbbing pain he was feeling of not seeing his sister.

He clicks his tongue.] You’re the one asking questions. It isn’t my fault you don’t like my answers.

[It’s too bad that he doesn’t know better. It’s more instinct than anything to snap at those fingers; an unconscious action when they bring their hands near his face.

Joonghyuk does go still after. He knows struggling would be futile and would expend more air and energy if he were to struggle against the vice grip the man had on his throat. Baltar had already made his intent known and probably had no intention of killing him anyways.

Instead he glares at the other despite the situation.]

Did I not already warn you? That you'll have nobody but yourself to blame for what comes next.

[ He regards Joonghyuk for a long moment, feeling the thrumming of that strong heartbeat beneath his fingers. Even Virgil had stilled, sending his general's intent. Baltar cannot deny that he had expected... well, not much out of this particular encounter between them. A human knight, even one of some renown, even one that Baltar had resorted to subterfuge to rid himself of, should have rolled belly up when faced with the power of his dominating bite no matter how strong or skilled with weapons he may be.

To be thwarted despite his efforts, to see the defiance writ clear upon that handsome face... How exciting. How much entertainment he might find, breaking in that stubborn spirit bit by bit, turning it into his very own. As the faintest flicker of a cruel smile curls over Baltar's lips, in one sudden motion, he drags Joonghyuk up and forward, half off the other vampire's cock to claim his mouth in a vicious, brutal kiss. One that tastes of black copper and dark power, searing through his veins.

It would take more than this bit of blood to fully turn the man, of course. But to share blood as a vampire is to share and exert power - and whatever inhuman strength Joonghyuk might gain from tasting his blood will be equal parts balanced by the dominating effect of Baltar's will upon him as master over thrall, his blood further influencing the human to his will. ]

[He knows something is wrong when the vampire buried deep into him seems to still. It’s chilling. Those words said by the man in front of him quickens his heartbeat and he feels anxiety settle. He isn’t sure what they’re thinking but he knows that whatever it is will be bad for him.

He doesn’t have time to respond to the wicked smile that spreads across Baltar’s face before he’s pulled forward into a fierce kiss. He tries to pull away. Tries to thrash or writhe free as he tastes a strange copper on his tongue.

Joonghyuk knows what the other is trying to do.

What is more surprising was that nothing seems to change. Baltar doesn’t get the sense of having the other anymore under his thumb and Joonghyuk doesn’t feel too much different. The resistance from the knight is still there. The refusal to submit is ever strong.

Strange.

It’s like the man was somehow immune, but that didn’t make much sense if he was just an average human. There’s no way he could have such high resistance unless he was inhuman himself.] Hrk!

[It’s only just a moment, easy to miss if one were to blink, those dark eyes flashing a brilliant gold.]

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[ Pressed so close, Baltar cannot miss that telltale flare of gold light across Joonghyuk's irises - and for a moment, his brow furrows, consternation and shock flashing across his own face, just as quickly wiped away. ]

Oh? Well well, what's this, pet?

[ Only his blank expression gives any hint toward his lingering surprise as Baltar licks his lips clean of the taste of blood. Finally, his face shifts into a look of slow consideration, trying to pinpoint the inhuman source of the knight's blood - certainly he's drunk from humans of all stripes at this point, and not a few inhuman creatures too - creatures of night, mostly, the odd faerie, even once a giant. Does he recognize this scent, this taste? ]

And to think, something like you serving amongst the kingdom's knights. Pretending to be one of them, a wolf among the sheep.

[The confusion on the knight's face is genuine. He doesn't understand Baltar's words at all. What did they mean?

Joonghyuk knew next to nothing about his parents. He didn't remember much about them and he hadn't thought about them in awhile, putting his focus on just getting his life together while trying to raise his little sister.

His lineage had always been something unknown to him, but he had never cared to figure it out anyways. After all, it would have been obvious to him had he been anything else but human.]

What are you talking about? [He frowns a little. Was the other trying to deceive him in some way?]

[ Interesting, how Joonghyuk's surprise seems almost... genuine. All the more so for the lack of instinctive defensiveness that had radiated from the knight during his earlier inquiries. The scarred corner of Baltar's mouth twitches in almost imperceptible consideration, fingertips drumming a light beat against the side of Joonghyuk's throat. ]

Get out.

[ Directed toward the other two vampires in the room. Lukas flinches back at the direct order, face going pale, while Virgil, still buried balls-deep inside the knight, lets out a faint, strangled sound that might have been protest, silenced by a single wordless glare from his general. A long, awkward moment, as the he pulls out with a slick sound of flesh against flesh, hastily doing up his pants with an expression just cowed enough to be short of outrage. Baltar waits until the pair are clear of the door before murmuring in a low voice: ]

No need to play coy, pet. I suppose I should have expected this, all the trouble you've been. No true human could have put up such a fight against me and mine.

[He's taken aback when the other orders their two henchmen to leave. It didn't really make sense to him when they seemed intent to let them have their fun with him. He isn't going to complain, of course, finding just a bit of reprieve from the humiliation and pain.

Baltar's words only receive a huff and a glare, albeit, a confused glare.] Coy? Do I seem like the type to play coy?

[True human? Was Baltar implying that he wasn't human? Preposterous.]

I didn't think you'd be someone to spew some asinine bullshit. [Because that's what it seems to him. Some bullshit to throw him off or the sort. Him? Not human? Would it be possible for him to not realize he's not human?]

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hhh sorry about the slow reply >< been steamrolled the last week...

It's no problem! Real life happens so please take care of yourself.

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