hiya guys
here's a little piece of fluff that i've wrote a long time ago but hehe dare not really send it out.A bit of modification have been done to it and i have no beta readers at all...so any faults that are in there are mine.  Thanks to Jules and Rae Jade and all the others who have been so encouraging
.:)

Disclaimer
the usual i guess...I am just having a bit of fun with them and i promise to return them unharm though they might be a bit sated....and I certainly am not earning any money from this.*blah blah blah etc*

This is my first piece of fanfic and archiving is welcome at JADFE  if you think it's readable.lol Archiving is welcome but ermmm drop me a note before hand k? course i like to know where my babies go to.  comments and flames could be send to the above address and onwards we go
before i chicken out and delete this piece.lol

hiya Jules
here it is :)))

Seasonal love
Jo

Feather light touches tease Lacroix out of his slumber. Stifling a grin, the powerful ancient roll over , feigning sleep knowing full well that Nicholas would not relent till he is awaken . As the teasing gets bolder, Lacroix plays possum, waiting till Nicholas is leaning over him in a vulnerable position
before he lunge , knocking him off balance in the huge bed. With an oomph, Nicholas sudden found himself lying on his back and engulf in a strong embrace.  Loud smacking kisses start raining onto his eyes, nose and cheeks. Laughter erupts from the younger vampire as this bit of silliness continues for a full second from the usually stern ancient.

'Opps, didn't see clearly sorry ' Lacroix pause to grin before proceeding to rain loud kisses onto Nicholas laughing mouth. Silliness well in his agenda he did so but the kisses soon turns serious as both lips fuse together and desires flare .the teasing turning into a sensual exploration of the others' lips.  Lacroix stares intently at his beloved face as he slowly trail a path on the warm generous lips , tint a rosy pink with his recent feeding . As he delve into the warmth between those sensual lips, his tongue deliberately slid across the canines at the top, drawing forth a trail of his own blood. Nicholas
shudders and close his eyes as the scent and taste of Lacroix's blood fill his mouth .His tongue begin their duel as the blood from the ancient trickled gently into him, hinting at the ancient's growing arousal. But before things could continue, Nicholas remembers his purpose and the eagerness for the
treat makes him stops Lacroix reluctantly.

'Lacroix no we have to wake up.' Nicholas turns eager eyes back to the ancient as he tries to scramble out of the embrace but only succeed in musing his golden locks as Lacroix just tickled his ribs, causing him to squirm even more.

'Nicholas...we *are* awake but don't you *lust* for more rest mon amour ? Are you not tired after yesterday's exercises? why step out of bed when it is all warm and cozy in here? The weather is terrible out there .All wet and dreary '  Lacroix murmured as he continues his seduction , knowing full well what Nicholas really yearns for was to go out into the first snowstorm of the season, flying into the midst of the storm feeling the soft powdery snow falling onto his pale flawless skin. This was a never ending trend even after 800 years.

In better times he have always join Nicholas in his games as the first snow falls, making this a precious tradition between the two of them. Always they have flown together into the midst of the snowstorm , marveling at the beauty and the raw power behind it. and when the snow falls deep enough , they would simply dive into the powdery softness and engage in the silliest snowball
fights and snowman building but more often then not , they would hunt the wild wolf packs which resides in the hills on foot , a royal battle fought between nature's fiercest predators and vampires . the exhilarating war would horn their flawless hunting skills up another notch and with the victories
pounding in their chest , it would usually end with both of them making wild savage love in the snow  as one with nature , already torn clothing shredding to pieces in the progress.

 When he was enstrangled from his son , the sweet times they have shared have always brought a ray of warmth and hope into his cold heart . He could hardly believe it when Nicholas finally gave up his quest to come back to him , he have been overjoyed and yet always there is the underlying fear that the angst and guilt would come back to reclaim his son. Therefore, Lacroix have tried extra hard to make Nicholas laugh and to share with his the simple joys of just being together. Always being careful not to crowd his son and alienate him this time but surprisingly, it was Nicholas who initiate the resuming of their relationship this time , seducing the ancient back into his world and bed.

Nicholas has turn back to drinking human blood but he would not kill for it ever again. His quest for humanity put in it's rightful perspective and he knows he'll still want to make amends to humanity but it would not be clouded with his neverending guilt and angst which he knows have hurt his master
more than anyone else. Lacroix too have understood this desire of his and is willing to help in his quest. He is more than glad that his son have finally stop torturing himself against his own nature and his return as a lover is much more than he have ever hope for.

The blood bank and willing donors comes in handy in this modern age where killing is frown on and hiding a dead body certainly not as easy. The natural vampire diet brought life and color back into his son after having suffered the inconstant bovine diet for well over six years. His normally pallid
complexion flush a gentle pink again with his growing health and happiness and the beast is more controllable nowadays with the constant and stable diet.

Lacroix trail his long elegant fingers down the masculine chest with not a hint of flab, forge as it is by the crusades and cast for eternity in the vampiric body , paying special attention to the thin line of blond curls which disappear from view at the waist band of the jeans Nicholas has just put on .a hint of a smile grace the lips of the ancient for a second as Nicholas shudders briefly, desire rising quickly under the expert assault.

'Lacroix...'

With a swift flop, Lacroix roll back onto the bed and use a pillow to cover his face lying a hand over it. 'The sun have not set yet Nicholas, let me be if you insist on braving the cold wetness outside. Leave me in peace in this warm comfortable bed in your warm comfortable loft .For I am worn out. Have pity on your pere mon fils .'

Nicholas narrows his eyes at the theatrics of his lover. Then as understanding dawn to the game Lacroix was playing, his lips quirk into a half grin and sky blue eyes twinkled with mischief as he subtly tone his voice down into a sensual whisper . 'Lacroix..... are you sure you don't want to accompany me into the storm? Dancing among the snowfall , their gentle touch on us melting
as desires raise our body warmth , the powdery snow a mantle for us, cloaking us from prying eyes as we make love in it ,our bloodlink throbbing with overwhelming passion and love ... our cries as we find fulfillment... are you sure you want to lay in bed...alone? Well fine then I should set out alone.'
Nicholas never even got a chance to move off before a strong arm curl around him again and he found himself straddling Lacroix's chest.

'Nicholas mon armant ,mon desir *pulling Nicholas down for a kiss*.....Lie down with me for a while *lick*. We'll watch *kiss* as the snow covers the city in it's beautiful cloak. Let us celebrate the coming of winter safely cocoon in your warm bed .A celebration in our own way my love.'

A soft groan was his only answer as Nick succumb to his master's velvety voice and touch .His jeans was dispose of with a swift tug from the ancient.  Lacroix's hands work it's magic once again on Nicholas, rejoicing in the touch and feel of his lover's body, a flawless piece of art created by him .Hands skim the firm biceps ,lightly brushing against the fine blond hair on his chest. Lips sought the sensitive column of Nicholas throat, placing soft kisses mingled with tiny nips on the main jugular which causes Nicholas to imperceptibly tighten his hold on Lacroix's arms, throwing back his head to
allow Lacroix's greater access. Fangs descending in desire and eyes flare golden. Thoughts of flying into the snow storm already thrown to the back of his mind, senses and thoughts focusing only on Lacroix's gentle administrations. His hands left Lacroix's arms to seek out Lacroix's velvety rod underneath him, marveling at the hardness and size of it. He shudders in anticipation at the sensations it would bring when it fills him to the brim, with a wicked smile , he slid down the length of his master's body , causing  Lacroix's eyes to flare gold in desire when he realize what Nicholas have in
mind . With a flick of his tongue , he lick away the pink precum which have oozed out like a tear between the cleft .eyes locking onto the ancient, Nicholas slowly takes the rod into his mouth. An inch at a time, slowly.  When his lips almost touches the base of it , he allows his fangs to slightly
graze the surface ,letting out a light trail of blood , almost making Lacroix lost his legendary control as he buck into Nicholas mouth at this assault .the pain and pleasure a powerful combination.

With a growl , Lacroix lay Nicholas on his back and kisses Nicholas bruisingly on the mouth , Nicholas arch his back to be closer to his sire , hip grinding unconsciously in an age old rhythm and his fingers clutch the bed linen as if if it was a lifeline , twisting them in his urgency as Lacroix's fingers
closes around his rod and pump it unmercilessly , intend on bringing relieve to his golden child whom he knows is on the verge of coming.

 'pere please take me now' gasp Nicholas as Lacroix bend forward to lick the head of his rod , the roughness of his tongue against the silkiness sending an already enflame Nicholas teetering to the edge of the cliff of desires .

Lacroix bit into his own wrist and let the blood flows into his cup palms.  Gently he work a blood lubricated finger into his son's ass , locating his son's prostate in an instant.The effort was immediate as Nicholas buck at the pleasure with a roar.  "Lacroix! Please... mon armant...' tossing his head , Nicholas was virtually incoherent with need.

Lacroix raise himself onto his forearms and holding Nicholas gaze, he impale himself into the tight ring of flesh and starts moving in and out of it with strong strokes , soon losing himself to the age old rhythm .As they reach the crest , Lacroix crash into Nicholas and sink his fangs into the proffered
neck twisting slightly into the wound to enable Nicholas to bite into him too.  Images swirl in a malfest of storm speaking of overwhelming passion , and a deep undying love for his beloved sire. The desire flaring up brighter then any sun he have seen ,overflow itself in the blood. His understanding of who he is and his own acceptance of himself  brings about a gentleness in the storm as if he has finally found peace within himself . Soon he could taste his own lifeforce merging with that of his son as they complete the bloodcycle ,  slowing down but unwilling to break away from the circle , both vampires
softly lick at the wounds until they closes , never breaking from the embrace.

'Hmmmm it's lucky that we are inside but alas my poor linens ...Nicholas next time we really must tied you up for you have already gone though half of my linen cupboard.' chuckles the ancient as he survey the shredded linens with an amuse glance.

'Tie me up?' a raise eyebrow in perfect imitation of the ancient usual expression 'Hmmm that shall save your linens at the very least oui?'  'oui mon fils oui' the ancient let out a evil chuckle as he raise his brows in a mock leer .'come let's go out into the snowstorm mon fils...the sun have set fully now'
'Race you to the showers! Last one in is a duck! ' a gleeful Nicholas bounce from the bed and heads for the showers , his natural enthusiasm and boyish eagerness a balm to the ancient soul. Lacroix let out a small smile before applying his speed and beat Nicholas to the shower by just mere milliseconds.

Finis