Tuesday, January 22, 2013

Caomhnóir – Manny - 15



“I sort of figured out that you’re the reason Cerdic’s gone. Have you killed humans too, or just these—Scriostóir things?” Hamlin asked.

“Only Scriostóir. I’ve haven’t killed a human since I died. Given what I do, I’m not all that certain that I could.”

“That would be sort of counter-productive I guess, all things considered. Unless of course they were trying to kill you.”

“Which some have, but since I’m immortal I let them do their worst and then, within a couple of days, I’m back to normal again.”

Hamlin’s mind was spinning, question after question coming and going in a flash, each one as important as the one before. “What if... if they left you for dead? And if you appear dead, what if they decided to bury your body, or worse yet you got sent to the morgue?”

Manny laughed. “You have quite the morbid turn of mind, mijn liefde. Those are a couple of lovely thoughts—not. Luckily no one's tried either. Of course when it comes to the morgue, I’d be healing and frankly up and out of there before someone took a scalpel to me.”

“Mijn liefde?”

“My love,” Manny replied quietly. “If that’s—Well you are my love. I suppose the question is, am I still yours?”

“I think I answered that one already. You are.” Hamlin glanced away suddenly and winced.

Following his gaze, Manny shook his head. “Good thing those were old shoes, though where he found them is anyone’s guess.”

“Trust me, if it’s chewable Romper will find it.” When he stood, intending to rescue the shoes, he suddenly found himself pulled onto Manny’s lap. “Umm, the shoes,” he muttered.

“Damn the shoes. They’re keeping him quiet and out of worse trouble,” was Manny’s response as he cupped Hamlin’s jaw in one hand, stroking his thumb over his soft lips. “He can mangle them while we—tangle with each other.”

“Tangling is good.”

“More than.” Manny pressed his lips to Hamlin’s for the start of a kiss that rapidly turned it several more. “Tangling... is... great,” he whispered between them. “When it’s... you that... I’m tangling with.”

Hamlin might have replied, if he could have, but Manny took that option away as he deepened the last kiss while lifting him into his arms to take him across the room to his bed.

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