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works/635678.
  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Anita_Blake:_Vampire_Hunter_-_Laurell_K._Hamilton, Guilty_Pleasures_-
      Fandom
  Relationship:
      Phillip_(Anita_Blake)/Valentine_(Anita_Blake)
  Character:
      Phillip_(Anita_Blake), Valentine_(Anita_Blake), Robert_(Anita_Blake)
  Additional Tags:
      Violence, Child_Abuse
  Stats:
      Published: 2013-01-12 Words: 504
****** Take Me Higher ******
by ImhereImQuire
Summary
     Valentine's teeth never really left him.
“But I want to go higher!” his voice was excited, laughter full of mischief as
the swing flew faster into the air in response, his small feet kicking with
delight.

“Higher!” he begged.

“But that’s aw-fully high for a young man o’ your age. You sure you wanna fly
that high?” The man’s southern accent drew the words out in a way that made
Adrian giggle.

“I am seven, you know.” he pointed out, rolling his eyes as though the other
was being silly. The man must have thought he was a baby.

“Well okay then, hold on tight.” a happy scream rang out in the dark sky.

“More!” the words were yelled loudly, half demanding, half pleading in that
happy way that some children had. “More! Make it scary!”

“Oh I don’t know, that might get a lil bit too scary. Are you sure you can
handle it?” the man asked with a small shake of the head and an indulgent
chuckle as he took a deep breath, readying himself for the big one.

“Yes!” he looked over his shoulder, hand grasping the chains of the swing and
nodding firmly

“Are you sure? It’ll be scary!” the man laughed. “You sure you want it?” he was
teasing now, it showed in the warm southern drawl.

“Yes!” how exasperated the boy sounded, rolling his eyes and sticking his
tongue out, pulling an ‘angry’ face.

“Okay then, you get ready to scream real loud…”

There was an air of expectation as he man pulled the swing back once, twice,
three times back, until he was high up in the air then let go... and in one
swift motion had his arms around the other’s tiny neck and shoulders and as the
swing fell away pulled the boy from the seat and towards his chest. Small feet
dangled as he ripped away at the brightly coloured T-shirt, exposing one
shoulder and biting down hard, laughing throatily at the piercing, high-pitched
screams and desperate thrashing.

“Are ya scared yet, baby?” Valentine’s voice was predatory and dangerous as the
tearing of the thin cloth when razor points pierced delicate skin once more.

* * *

Hot breaths, low, wet sucking sounds, muffled groans and soft, pained gasps.
The dizziness began to kick in and white dots danced before his vision, nothing
but the firm pressure of the vampire and the solidness of the brickwork keeping
him from falling.

“More…”. He was close, so close, they couldn’t stop now!

“Are you sure?” Robert’s voice sounded concerned now, wary.

“More…” he started to slide down the wall, fingers grasping the other’s lapel.
Just another moment and --

“Phillip…” the Robert’s voice was firm now “You’re going to pass out. I have to
stop now, Phillip.” The vampire wrapped his arms around the mortal and pulled
him close, licking blood from his lips with a sigh.

Adrian, twenty-three years old now and known under another name in the district
like most of the dancers at Guilty Pleasures shook his head, whimpering.
“Just…a little higher…”.
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