Raffe's touch was electrifying, it washed the darkness away. It was just a simple kiss and a caress but Nox felt a million miles away. But he wasn't alone. And that was probably what made him float. Things hadn't been like this with Elyse. It had been different - the desire. And then the sex. This time there was no sex, just flirting and a cute boy. It wasn't that Nox didn't want more, his body ached for Raffe, but the thought of destroying what he had now stilled Nox's hand still tangled in Raffe's shirt his wounded arm hanging at his side more out of pain than not knowing what to do with it.
Nox heard Dorian's voice but beyond the fact that he was angry didn't make him pull away from the man he was kissing. But there were only moments before a rude man cleared his voice and then walked in. Nox felt his presence as his eyes were closed lost in the revelation that Raffe was more than just a friend but there were scars they both needed to heal he was certain of that. "Mr. Durante you should be in bed." The doctor shouted with concern.
There was a rustle of more people entering when Nox broke the kiss and pressed his forehead against Raffe's. "What I wouldn't give..." Nox whispered to Raffe, echoing his prior statement.
The doctor spoke without really breaking a beat. "We need to draw blood."
The movement around him finally made more sense and Nox tried to move away from Raffe and the doctor quickly. "You will do no fucking such thing. You will not get the fucking needle near me, and you will not take my blood. If you lost the fucking sample you took while I was out that's your fucking fault. I will not allow you to do it." As Nox spoke he reached into the sludge of his mind and grabbed the power, it raged inside of him like it had always done, but Nox felt unclean, dirty for having touched it but it was his life line. He quickly wove a thin slice of razor sharp fire and cut the cord to the IV so they couldn't inject any more drugs into his system with ease. The plastic tubing melted at each end sealing itself off from making a further mess.
Nox stood up, his body pressed against Raffe's "I'm going home."
Nox heard Dorian's voice but beyond the fact that he was angry didn't make him pull away from the man he was kissing. But there were only moments before a rude man cleared his voice and then walked in. Nox felt his presence as his eyes were closed lost in the revelation that Raffe was more than just a friend but there were scars they both needed to heal he was certain of that. "Mr. Durante you should be in bed." The doctor shouted with concern.
There was a rustle of more people entering when Nox broke the kiss and pressed his forehead against Raffe's. "What I wouldn't give..." Nox whispered to Raffe, echoing his prior statement.
The doctor spoke without really breaking a beat. "We need to draw blood."
The movement around him finally made more sense and Nox tried to move away from Raffe and the doctor quickly. "You will do no fucking such thing. You will not get the fucking needle near me, and you will not take my blood. If you lost the fucking sample you took while I was out that's your fucking fault. I will not allow you to do it." As Nox spoke he reached into the sludge of his mind and grabbed the power, it raged inside of him like it had always done, but Nox felt unclean, dirty for having touched it but it was his life line. He quickly wove a thin slice of razor sharp fire and cut the cord to the IV so they couldn't inject any more drugs into his system with ease. The plastic tubing melted at each end sealing itself off from making a further mess.
Nox stood up, his body pressed against Raffe's "I'm going home."
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