Pass the test, t-taste the flesh (scrooge x magica)

[blackmagicduck]

 One of the disadvantages of immortal youth was that it sometimes limited her options. If she wanted something fresh and young, she needed to be where the fresh and young people where, and gods, their music was awful. What happened to the good old days of violins and organs?

So imagine her surprise as she viewed the buffet to find one snack that looked older than most. She raised an eyebrow - he didn't seem to be in any midlife crisis. The exact opposite, in fact - like if he had any real choice, he wouldn't be here. Well... she could fix that for him.

She licked her lips, and then made her way across the room. A gorgeous beauty like her, it was like parting the ocean waves with a hand. She was by his side within seconds, sizing him up.

Nice, very nice. He even smelled delicious.

"Congratulations, you're the most miserable person here, and I think that includes the janitor."

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[blackmagicduck]

"How unfair. You can't change your ways because of what others think... The outside world is overrated."

[richestduck]

"It's not just that. I...I don't have a private pilot anymore. So I'd have to hire someone on very short notice."

[blackmagicduck]

Ah, yes, that. Nearly stepped on a landmine. Best to avoid and distract.

"Would you believe I've never been on an airplane?"

[richestduck]

"You haven't? Not once?"

That was surprising.

[blackmagicduck]

She shook her head. "Most of my mortal life was in Italy... and I came to America by boat. Haven't had much of a reason or desire to move around."

[richestduck]

"I suppose that makes sense. When I first came to America, things were much more spread out than in Europe."

Plenty of space for a vampire to move hunting grounds safely.

[blackmagicduck]

"Despite my long life, I've been sheltered in a few ways... at least, I've chosen to be. It was hard to trust people for a long time, you understand." She stroked his cheek.

[richestduck]

"Given how you were forcefully turned, I don't blame you."

Though would it have been better if she'd simply died? Possibly kinder for her, but his selfishness told him that he'd have to live without her in that scenario...not that he would've known her to begin with.

[blackmagicduck]

"So, count yourself very honored." She teased, flicking his beak. "My one in a million."

[richestduck]

He lifted his chin enough for him to turn and take one of her hands in his. He brought it to his beak to kiss it.

"I'm very honored, lass."

[blackmagicduck]

She chuckled, and leaned in to kiss him. "Feeling better?"

[richestduck]

"Aye."

For now, at least. By the end of the week, he was going to want to curl up into a hole, but for now he was content again.

[blackmagicduck]

"Come then." She pulled back, taking his hands. "Let's get you comfy in our usual place."

[richestduck]

He followed her, eager to leave the rest of the world behind. This was their world. No one could harm either of them here.

[blackmagicduck]

The projection room was as comfortable as always - maybe there were more blankets and pillows this time around. Plenty of food and drink, and a silly movie to melt their brains.

"Anything I can get you, darling?"

[richestduck]

He shook his head. "This is more than plenty. Thank you."

[blackmagicduck]

"Excellent." She ran the movie, and sat by his side, snuggling in. "Just you and me, and nothing else."

[richestduck]

He snuggled in closer to her. Nothing else. Just her and him.

He still didn't have much of an appetite, but there was no rush.

[blackmagicduck]

This time, the chosen film wasn't as bad as their usual fare - it wasn't Shakespeare, but she figured he might something a little more... sensual, this time around. Good-looking men and women indulging themselves in flesh in more ways then one.

She served him a fresh cup of wine, leaning on his arm.

[richestduck]

He didn't drink right away as he watched the vampire film played on the screen. If he didn't know better, he'd think that she'd rented something one step above erotic material.

[blackmagicduck]

Maybe two or three steps. She figured perhaps a night of passion would improve his mood, if not give him more of a reason to come back to her. She pet his arm, smirking.

[richestduck]

He stretched out fully on the cushions, trying to pull her down with him. He wasn't ready for food or drink just yet. Instead, he stroked her hair as he watched the film.

[blackmagicduck]

She went own without an argument. She laid on his chest, closing her eyes. She had no interest in anything but him.

[richestduck]

Right now, she was all that mattered to him. He just wanted to feel her with him.

The movie was rather forgettable. Then again, that was probably the whole point.

[blackmagicduck]

She took his hand and kissed the fingers, one by one, sweetly and softly. What could be better than this? How could he value lives of people who didn't care about him, higher than these moments?