*Tapping microphone clipped to his shirt collar nervously, a very pregnant Tian waddles onto the set of his new semi-regular interview show. *
Tian: Hi. *blushing* Sorry I'm late. I was... a bit tied up.
Growling noises are heard from off stage. Tian's blush deepens, and he quickly brushes his hair forward in a vain attempt to cover the lurid love bites covering both sides of his neck. The movement shows off the faint ligature marks at his wrists. Clearly, Tian was being quite literal when he said he was tied up, lol.
Tian: I'm afraid I missed the taping of the show, but I hear it was something spectacular, so let's roll the footage, and you can all enjoy seeing... *sighing* Cedric MacKinnion.
more growling, and then the unmistakeable sounds of sexual congress happening echo through the little studio. Tian turns scandalized and intrigued eyes to the cameras.
Tian: Oh, for the love of little quiches, turn the footage on now! I have got to see what Kay and Lewell'yn are up to. That sounds fun...
*Tian attempts to lift himself from the chair, fails, scoots to the edge and tries again, this time with success. The stunned cameraman pans after him, catching his cute rear switching off the edge of the stage toward an archway leading back into the manor proper. The camera pans around, and the slightly bemused face of a young, handsome blond man appears.*
Rian: Uh, hi. I'm Rian Collins, and I, uh, work the camera. Tian appears to be *loud moaning noises echo from off camera, and Tian's voice is clearly heard yelling out a litany of 'Yes, yes, yes, right there, that's the spot.' Rian blushes.* Ah. Right, then, here's the spot.
****
Hi, this is Cherie Noel. I'm standing in for Tian tonight... he couldn't get away from Kay and Lewell'yn to come talk
with you himself right now, Cedric and Denise, but he did send along a list of questions. He was
quite taken with Cedric, and he wanted to be sure I told Cedric that... um,
without letting on to Lewell'yn or Kay until he confesses to them that he may
have just a teensy crush on Cedric. He promises to tell them tonight though, so
everything will be all cleared up by this evening. :)
(A tall, young
Immortyl with a dancer’s body slinks into the room. His attire suggests either an inter-stellar
pirate or rock-and-roll front man. His
deep green shirt is open at the throat, revealing a bit of sculpted chest as
pale and smooth as white marble, ornamented with swirls of henna tattoos. On this tantalizing hint of flesh reposes a
jade pendant of a Chinese dragon. He
throws back long auburn hair and takes his seat. Up-tilted green eyes narrow as a wicked grin
inches up his left cheek. His attitude is at once insolent and inviting.)
Good evening,
love. It’s fabulous to see you
again. I’m distraught not to see
Tian. I was so looking forward
to…renewing our acquaintance.
*Cherie glances up at the camera with a startled look, and then, shaking out the papers in her hands, begins to read off the pre-written questions after clearing her throat.*
1)Um, do you like any real food anymore? Because I cook. I
love to cook, and if you let me know what your favorite dish is, I bet I could
learn to make it for you.
I do eat real
food. Some vampires experience food
aversions early on, but I never did. In
fact, I was wolfing down curry my first night.
I love Indian food, but I must confess, while living in India, I longed
for a cheeseburger. However, I do like
my meat very rare. I would be honored if
you’d cook for me. A thick, bloody steak
would be nice—that’s s-t-e-a-k, not s-t-a-k-e.
A misspelling could prove fatal.
2)You're so beautiful, Cedric. Are you in love? I can't
imagine someone as lovely as you being alone... you mentioned something about
having more than one partner when you hosted me on your blog, but honestly,
dear, this pregnancy is making me lose my mind. *sigh* Would you refresh my
memory?
My darling, how kind
of you to say so! You’re quite the
beauty yourself—wherever you’re hiding, my shy sweet.
No, I’m never
alone. Am I in love? Well…yes, but not with just one person. I’m a bit like you in that respect. I do like girls and boys, so it’s difficult
to settle. There are some needs that
just one lover or gender can’t fulfill--if you get my drift. My appetites are omnivorous and rather
experimental. I’m not really the
monogamous type, but there are two lovers who compete to hold my heart captive.
There is my delicious
Mia. Mmm…she’s all voluptuous and
juicy. I like a woman with curves. You
should see her in a leather cat suit. Of
course, she has a mate already, so our relationship is special. Mia is the avatar of my patron Goddess Kali,
in the form of Durga. She’s a woman to
contend with…quite the little dominatrix, although, she’d deny it in
public. I’m so happy to serve her in
every way. Kurt, her partner, isn’t
thrilled about it, but he’s done his share of sleeping around with other boys
and girls. He’s my boss, and sometimes
it’s a bit awkward. If he’d lighten up
and join in the fun, it might relieve tension, but after his and Mia’s little
ménage with Arturo it’s a sore subject.
Where was I? Oh—my other grande passione, Lord Liu—Liu Li
Cheng to his friends. He’s wise,
mysterious, deep and devastatingly sexy—long white hair and deep dark eyes. Hot
body. He was a warrior in the former Han
Dynasty and related to the reigning emperor of his human lifetime, taught imperial
princes swordsmanship—with a real sword-- one made of metal. Okay, he had a long-running affair with one
of the emperor’s sons. It ended
tragically. Li Cheng has been looking
for this lost love for two thousand years.
He says that I’m his prince reincarnated. If he’s right, the Gods certainly have odd
ways, reincarnating an imperial Chinese prince as a ginger-haired, Scottish Immortyl. The Deva do seem to have strange plans for
me.
Oh, by the way,
vampire is kind of a dirty word among our kind.
We’re the Immortyls, the semi-divine children of Kali Maa.
3) How did you meet your lovers, and what sort of adventures
are you getting caught up in lately?
*All I seem to do lately is sleep, eat, and hunt for my
feet. I swear I haven't seen them in days*
Well, I met Raj, my progenitor and former master, in the underground in
London. Beautiful bastard! I’d been a rent boy for three years, since I
was fifteen, and I’d become a statistic.
I was sick to death with something one of my former clients had passed
to me. I couldn’t work at my former
profession, so I’d taken up busking--playing my guitar for change. Raj took me back to his house and put me to
an ordeal to prove my worthiness to serve Kali Maa as an adept of the ancient
arts. Well, to make a long story short, I
trained to be a temple dancer and practitioner of tantric sex rituals. The idea behind this is to confer blessings
upon the recipient. So I was still a
whore, but this time I was a whore with a fancy name, a scared courtesan. My “lovers” were chosen for me by the chief
elder, Kalidasa. I was a pawn in
dangerous games of court intrigue. Most
of these blokes were a total drag—except Liu LI Cheng. He knows how to treat a lad right—and gives
the loveliest presents.
There was someone else
in India—my
guru Sandhya. She was the Goddess in the form of Parvati, the consort of Lord
Shiva. She was lovely—but I don’t like
to dwell on her fate.
When I got to New York, the first
person of consequence I met was Mia. It
was divine intervention again. I needed
guidance to fulfill my mission, and there she was--my Goddess in warrior
form. Of course, I had to bide my time
with her. A woman of Mia’s stature is no
pushover--but believe me, I pushed and pushed, until she succumbed. And succumb she did—again and again.
Of course, there is
the den. There is a group of lovelies,
nicknamed the denizens, who frequent the basement commons of our building, The Vampire State, looking for nightly trade. Not that I ever pay for the privilege. I just beckon to whatever boy or girl catches
my fancy, or a combination thereof. I
hate sleeping alone.
I must say, I never
have to go far to meet someone who wants to shag me. I’m like the proverbial
flame to all those eager moths.
4)Cedric, if there was one thing you could change in your
life, what would that be?
I hope you don't say becoming a vampire. If you hadn't I
might have never met you, and, well, you are just fascinating. I'd have missed
something spectacular if I hadn't met you.
I don’t recommend this
state of being to just anyone. For some
it’s a divine calling, but too many use the power as an excuse for anti-social
behavior. Our gift attracts far too many
sociopaths. I like the immortality part,
staying young, beautiful and powerful and all that—but the bloodlust is worse
than heroin addiction—believe me, I know of what I speak. Your veins cry out to be fed, and it’s not
fun. I really have no choice in my
path. The Devi has plans for me. It’s karma.
Shakti, the Great Mother, will decide my fate, no matter what schemes I
devise.
I do need to overcome
some personal demons before I’m released from the cycle of death and
re-birth. That much I will say.
5)Oh. *whispering* What does it feel like when a vampire
bites you? I mean, not that I'm offering, because Lewell'yn would simply freak
out, and Kay would give me that wounded look... but I've been wondering ever
since I met you. Could you describe it to me? *fanning self*
(Cedric leans slightly
forward and drops his voice to a low note that feels like teasing fingers
running along one’s spine. His grin
creeps up his check some more, and his eyes become jade slits.) Well, it’s all
shivery and orgasmic—if you’re a vampire getting bitten by a vampire. If you’re human, it’s terrifying and usually
fatal. An Immortyl experiences his partner’s ecstasy as well as his own. You see inside the soul—if he has one that
is. Most of them are a void. Mia sees full-blown visions—but then again,
she is the avatar of the Goddess.
I haven’t shared essence
much with Lord Liu yet. One as old and
powerful as Li Cheng can enslave you far too easily. I was Raj’s slave and I don’t care to go
there again, even with someone I respect as much as Li Cheng. I must be master over myself before I take
the plunge with him. We stick to
shagging—amazing, world-moving, supernova shagging.
Of course, you aren’t
human, Tian, my love—I can control my hunger if I’ve fed recently. I’m game if you are. I can make your dreams
come true. You have really beautiful
eyes… You were simply glowing when we
last met. Your skin, your hair just
shimmer—and the scent of you is divine. Your blood has a delicate bouquet, like honey
made from lavender blossoms. Or we could
simply shag. I never had alien
before. Mia believes our origins may be
alien. She’s a skeptical sort when it
comes to religion.
So, how does this
hermaphroditic thing work exactly? Who
does what and what goes where? I’m a
versatile sort, so I’m open—or other—to possibility. No one need know. I’m the soul of discretion. Believe me, a former courtesan knows things
that could bring down governments. So,
how about it, love?
6)Cedric, would you tell us a little about the latest story
of your adventures your friend Denise has put out? And how did you meet her?
Cherie just stumbled into the holding area on the Pirate ship, kind of hiding
behind Lewell'yn... and she's been around ever since. She's crazy as a bed-bug,
but we've grown to love her. Your author seems far more level headed. It that
true, or is she just as happily insane as our girl?
You obviously don’t
know the old girl. She’s eccentric,
keeps six parrots and talk to herself.
Bursts into song at the drop of a hat--show tunes! Well, there is the
occasional Bowie or Queen, I can forgive her that. She puts me through hell! I think she’s a bit of a sadist. She claims I just burst out of her head like
Athena one night. As if. Originally, I was conceived as a love
interest for a character who is introduced in our current adventure, but that
part of the saga is yet to be written. I
am a bit demanding. I wanted center
stage and the spotlight, so I simply took it.
So, Servant of the
Goddess--I’m the titular character in this book, but Mia is the POV. They call our stories urban fantasy. I suppose the fantasy part is the sexy stuff
with me. In this latest tale, I’m newly
arrived in New York
when she encounters me. Well, an adept
of the ancient arts is worth his or her weight in gold—or three times that in
my case. She and Kurt are faced with a gigantic
headache in the form of yours truly. I
bring tidings up upheaval at court and the recently-crowned Rani Guilietta’s
intrigues. There are factions and more
intrigues going on among Mia and Kurt’s followers and even government agents
muscling in on the rights to the secrets of immortality. Yes, there is a wee bit of science to all
this. Of course, Lord Liu makes an
appearance. There are explosions and gun
fights and even a big chase scene! Oh,
and there is some steamy stuff--mostly with Mia this time around. If you want the boy-on-boy variety, read my
previous tale, My Fearful Symmetry.
My darling Tian, I
know you’re hiding behind some exquisite screen or other. I can smell you, you know. Don’t be shy.
Remember, I only bite if asked.
Let me show you, in the flesh, so to speak, how happy I am to be here tonight. You’re missing out on the shag of a
lifetime. Immortyl princes have vied for
my favor. Liu Li Cheng was prepared to
pay three times my weight in gold for my companionship. It’s a religious experience with an adept of
the ancient arts. I’m a conduit of
divinity—or so they say. In view of your
condition, I can be gentle. Let me
practice all of my tantric arts… You can
invite the other blokes. The more the
merrier, I say. Well, in any case, the
offer stands, if you get my drift.
Lovely to be here. I just linger
a bit until you show yourself.
They always do.
****
A short note from DeniseVerrico:
Here you go, Cherie. You might want to keep a close eye on your boys, as Cedric is bound and determined to hook up with Tian.
To the Readers: My loves, each and every
one of you will get a free ebook of our short tales, Annals of the
Immortyls, simply by leaving a
comment and contact email where the authoress may send the link and free coupon
code. Here is a question for you to comment upon: Should
vampires sparkle, or is that best left to the Guru of Glitter, David Bowie?
Denise Verrico can be found all over the web, but if you want a sure thing for finding her and Cedric both, thy over at the Immortyl Revolutions page: http://www.deniseverricowriter.webs.com/
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