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Lucifer	To say the last week has been filled with a slew of interesting events would be an understatement. There have been many things learned about his lovers, and of Lucifer himself, which he's still trying to unpack. Not in any sort of bad way, but trying to put the pieces all together in ways that make them fit is a puzzle in itself that has it's difficult moments. Of course, putting together puzzles also requires downtime so for the moment, Lucifer is lounging on his L-shaped couch, a glass of whiskey in hand, and some Mozart playing though the radio. Speakers are woven thru the penthouse so the sound seems to come from everywhere. Even though the club is just opening downstairs, he's not really of the mind to make an appearance just yet.
Dracula	Even when one might think that they have learned everything of a lover, there's always the probability that there's more things to learn that simply haven't been revealed. It's a thing that happens, and especially with the long lived variety of creatures. Putting the puzzle pieces together likely ends up with a bit of a weird shaped puzzle, but it is and has been a puzzle that oddly works and fits together. Atop of the roof, Dracula lightly walks the peak of it, bemused and listening to the music. A smile quirks at the corners of his lips and he moves his cane to lightly tap upon the roof, thrice. Then he steps forward and simply appears to fall through the roof, slip through the access space to the roof, slide through the ceiling, and land lightly to his feet within the penthouse. Though as he does so, the radio flickers, turns to static, shifts, and then plays something instead from George Enescu.
Lucifer	"Well, that certainly is one way to announce your arrival, Vlad darling." Lucifer offers as the music changes like it does. The light landing wouldn't have called any real attenton, nor would the falling through however many levels just to get to the penthouse. The only reason why he knows it's Vlad is because of the type of music the radio changed to, and scent. Glass lifts to lips and Lucifer takes a long sip while letting eyes fall over Vlad's form for a moment. A little tug of lip is given as he even sits up a little more. "Mmn, to what honor do I owe this visit? Or was the Keep getting a touch lonely?"
Dracula	"I rather thought that it was as well," Vlad says, a smile curling at the corners of his lips as his dark gaze settles upon Lucifer. He is, as is his habit, dressed mostly in black. His hair, his peacoat, his slacks, his shoes, and the pocketsquare in his shirt. The shirt, interestingly, is a dark shade of green. Green patterned leaves upon a green background of slightly different shades. He makes a slight gesture of his left hand, the peacoat vanishing from around him to drape over a single chair. Then he steps over to settle on the couch somewhat near to Lucifer. "The Keep is what it is. I wished your company," he says softly, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips.
Lucifer	"Oh, I love the green. It's a very nice color on you, my love." Lucifer offers as the peacoat is away'd and Vlad is left in the shirt and such. He actually, also, shifts a bit when Vlad approaches and makes to sit on the couch, moving so he can lay the other way. The other way being that his head settles in Vlad's lap, his brandy moves to the table, and there's a smile as he looks up at the vampire lord. "Mmn, I do like being in your company as well. And have missed you the last few nights." He offers then. "Sometimes I wonder what it is you do when not around me or hunting the pigs of the world." Musing such thoughts for a moment before letting his eyes flutter close, just to bask in the music and the position he's in.
Dracula	"It pleases me that you like it. It is not often that I venture beyond what has become the usual colours for my wardrobe," Vlad says, a thoughtful note to his voice. His shoes are whisked away with only a thought, removed of his feet and tucked next to the door. As Lucifer settles, he lifts one of his hands to lightly comb his fingers through the Devil's hair, his touch gentle. "Perhaps one day, I shall have to appear all in white," he adds, sounding quite amused at that as he looks down at the Devil. "I have missed you as well, these past few nights," Vlad says softly, watching him for a long moment. "I tend to the keep. To experiments that I have underway there. And sometimes, I stick my fingers into the duties of ruling my homeland," he muses, giving a soft chuckle. "The hunger is always present, my dear, and there are always more pigs amongst the sheep of the world," he says. "What have your last few days consisted of?"
Lucifer	"Mmn, you appear all in white, and I shall likely wear all black and we can make a scene..." Lucifer says this much with a chuckle. A soft hum comes from him as those fingers begin to comb through his hair, his eyes closing slowly. "Ah, such experiments as what you were doing with Nathaniel's blood?" He asks and then he nestles just a little bit more in that lap. "My days have consisted of business mingling. Paying debts and gaining favors." He offers and then he gives a shrug of his shoulders. "Missing you and Nathaniel...mmn...but also handling my own affairs. Like with Lux and such of course. We all have our roles to play after all."
Dracula	There's a light laugh that comes from the elder vampire, and he softly drags his fingertips along Lucifer's scalp, his touch gentle. "Perhaps I shall have to put in the effort to make it happen. I can, at least, have the hair to match," he says, a smile curling at the corners of his lips. "Though I would think that we have a way of making a scene no matter what we wear," he says in a thoughtful tone. "Aye, something similar to that. There are different experiments that I work on, and many of them are a combination of magic and what science I have an understanding of," he muses, a smile quirking his lips. "I do some tests on your blood as well," he adds before giving a soft chuckle. He settles a bit more comfortably, visibly relaxing and seeming at ease. "Mmm... aye, we all have our roles to fill and our duties to take care of."
Lucifer	The feel of those fingertips dragging against his scalp has Lucifer giving a soft sound of enjoyment. Even with the touch being gentle, it just feels really good, like a scalp massage. "Mmn, yes. I suppose I cannot deny that where I go always seems to harken a headline or make waves in some fashion..." He chuckles at that, however, because he cannot deny loving a bit of that lime light. At the admission from Vlad that he's done tests on Lucifer's blood as well, the Devil opens up one eye to peer at the vampire. "Have you? I bet that yielded some interesting results." A pause. "If it managed to give any results at all.." And now both are relaxed in that space, an almost picture perfect moment. Be a shame if something came along to muck it up...
Dracula	"Many times, I prefer to slip into the background rather than to be the headline of things. Though perhaps one day we might give them a story to talk about and let them capture a picture of me biting you, with blood trickling down your skin from the bite," Vlad comments, giving a soft chuckle. He is rather amused at the notion. He lightly scritches his fingers across Lucifer's scalp, then softly tussles the Devil's hair, the gesture soft and almost playful in nature. "Did you expect me not to, given the taste of your blood and what you are?" he asks, one of his eyebrows quirking up a touch. "There are always results, even if they are not necessarily expected ones. Your blood interests me. It grants me the ability to be able to remain within the sunlight for longer than I otherwise would be able to do," he says, a thoughtful note to his voice. He's quiet for a lingering moment then, simply savouring these moments. "I like this, with you," he adds, quietly.
Lucifer	"Aye, my love, I know... which is why I call to you when I am in secret or seclusion. It is not for any other reason than to keep you in the background." Lucifer hopes that such isn't taken in some vain way or like he's trying to keep Vlad a secret. Though when the vampire lord makes a comment of getting one captured photo of him biting Lucifer, the blood running down his skin...he shivers. The tussling of his hair is wonderful as well, a soothing touch that the Devil hadn't anticipated. "I don't think I even knew there were experiments being done until you said something akin to them with Nathaniel's blood.." Lucifer offers with a chuckle. "Or maybe I did know and just didn't care one way or another about it so I let it go.." He seems to consider this and then listens to the effect it has on Vlad which causes him to raise a single eyebrow. "Is that so? Do the effects get stronger the more of me you partake or is it fairly steady?" Curiosity in his tone as he asks that and then gives a soft hum. "I like this with you as well. It's...homely. Calm. A nice glide over still waters to enjoy among the chaos we can also give one another." A weird metaphor to use, perhaps, but it makes sense in the Devil's mind.
Dracula	Shiftly slightly, Vlad leans forward to lightly kiss Lucifer's hair before he breathes in the scent of the Devil, his eyes half closing as he does. "Mmm... I suspected such may have been the case, with regards to when you chose to summon me forth. I appreciate your choices on my behalf," he says softly, remaining bent forward for a long moment. He gives a soft chuckle at the shiver that his notion brings to Lucifer, and he sits up and settles anew against the couch. "I am your secret by my own choice, my dear. One day, we will walk out in the street together, hand in hand and let the world see," he says softly, lazily resting and keeping contact with his lover. "Mmm, they are a means of satisfying my curiosity towards certain things. I experiment. I did not show you the laboratories in the sub-basements, but they are there," he says softly, a smile tugging his lips. "The effects last only for as long as your blood is within me and no longer. Drinking more or drinking of you again do not change the amount of time that I can remain within the sunlight," he offers, supplying the requested information easily. "It is akin to the mirrored surface that lies above a stirring current. A pool of calm," he adds, giving a small od. It seems to make sense to his mind as well.
Lucifer	The devil has a scent. It is of secrets and moonlight. Of fire and brimstone. Of torment and despair. All colliding into that which is him, shoved into a mortal shell so he can walk among the Earth like any other being. That kiss to his hair has him smiling, and the continued motions on his scalp are just the cherry on top of everything else. "Mmn, one day. When the time is right. Until then, I defer to you in those things...as it is surely for your protection." "Ah. A shame that. I would hope that the more you drink the more potent it could become. Imagine. Being able to spend all day in the sunlight..." Lucifer says softly. "Though..I suspect if you drank of me in the morning hours..you could then spend most your day in the sun. But that would ruin sleep schedules." He comments and then smiles gently. "I think I like the midnight secret asthetics better anyway..." A chuckle from him then before he actually lifts himself to sort of sit up, catching a hand on the back of the couch in order to steady himself and offers a proper kiss to the vampire lord. Holding it a moment, letting it linger, and then he pulls back and nuzzles. "Mmn...The longer we stay here the more my mind fills of all sort of delicious possibilities..."