I'm squeaking in delight like a dog's stuffed toy because WOW how much do I love this? SO MUCH. SO VERY MUCH. Perfect Vladimir voice, obviously - I love how detached he sounds here, how the diction is just so fitting for a noble who thinks he's above it all. First person is so risky when you're writing for someone like Vlad but you manage to straddle the fine line between well-educated and pretentious flawlessly.
Vlad being so convinced that of course Talon would return is A+. Arrogant bastard. It's completely in keeping with him underestimating Talon and thinking that a wolf broken to heel is the same as a dog (that you can ever really break the wildness out of a wolf).
And OH MAN, Vlad's reactions to the silence! You phrase it perfectly with the motif of him being (un)able to hear heartbeats being the cue that Talon's using silence to keep him silence. The blade against his throat is such a gorgeous mental image too, with his clothes cut open and blood all over that pale skin. aajdasdjajdopjr SO PRETTY.
And I can SO see Vlad laughing crazily at the end when he realizes that he's all alone. I love this fic so much. I want to put it inside a pillow and hug it to my chest and then sleep on the pillow to see what I dream of. Thank you SO MUCH for writing this! I love it love it LOVE IT.
And the bit about 'my touch in his veins' was just glorious. My stomach flipped at the thought of Talon draped on the couch and feeling Vlad in his blood. Such an intimate penetration on so many levels and it's totally fitting for Vlad that he didn't ask permission or even warn Talon.
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Vlad being so convinced that of course Talon would return is A+. Arrogant bastard. It's completely in keeping with him underestimating Talon and thinking that a wolf broken to heel is the same as a dog (that you can ever really break the wildness out of a wolf).
And OH MAN, Vlad's reactions to the silence! You phrase it perfectly with the motif of him being (un)able to hear heartbeats being the cue that Talon's using silence to keep him silence. The blade against his throat is such a gorgeous mental image too, with his clothes cut open and blood all over that pale skin. aajdasdjajdopjr SO PRETTY.
And I can SO see Vlad laughing crazily at the end when he realizes that he's all alone. I love this fic so much. I want to put it inside a pillow and hug it to my chest and then sleep on the pillow to see what I dream of. Thank you SO MUCH for writing this! I love it love it LOVE IT.
And the bit about 'my touch in his veins' was just glorious. My stomach flipped at the thought of Talon draped on the couch and feeling Vlad in his blood. Such an intimate penetration on so many levels and it's totally fitting for Vlad that he didn't ask permission or even warn Talon.