Round 3 - Return of the Meme
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hhanonRound 3 - Return of the Meme
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That's nearly the end of the storia, for onto the scene comes our much loved meme: HAIL TO THE QUEEN OF PROMPTIA.
FILL: [RPF] Ben/Mat., AU. (1/2)
Date: 2011-12-11 07:13 pm (UTC)-----
Mat's heart thudded against his ribs, so loud and fast he could hear it pounding in his ears. He was also pretty sure that the man, the thing that was supposedly Ben, could hear it too. His breath caught in his throat as the figure moved closer.
"Yes, of course I can hear your heart, Mat" he said, his voice deep, velvety and ridiculously, under the circumstances, still seductive.
"How can you... Know?" the words tumbled over each other as he pushed back against the wall.
"Haven't you read Twilight?" The figure chuckled, giving Mat a glimpse of those impossiblly sharp teeth that glinted in the half light of the empty studio. His voice got somehow darker.
"Of course I know your mind, I can read you like a book," he explained, his now-dark eyes boring into Mat. He reached out a hand, and Mat flinched.
"I'm not going to hurt you," the hand fell onto his face.
"Ben..." he choked out.
"I don't want to hurt you, I don't and honestly, I do love you. But you figured it out, what I am. So I'm here with a proposition; you change too, join me and we'll be together, like we always have been."
"O-or?" He looked away.
"You know what else... I go. Forever. And you have to be..." he didn't finish.
"D-do I have to decide now? C-can't I think about it?" Ben's arm shot out, pining Mat's shirt with a thud, to the wall, narrowly avoiding Mat's breakable body.
"If you leave now what are you going to do? I know, what anyone would do; run. To the police, the army, anyone and then I have to disappear, leave everything behind and start over. Like I did last time. And the time before that, and every time I was ever stupid enough to fall in love! Mathew!" Mat had made a move to pull away, but he was stronger, and pulled him back. Holding his wrists, he held him closer.
"Ben!"
"Mat. Please! ...Listen." When Mat looked into his eyes, they were light again, shining like he was about to cry. The same eyes that made Mat's heart skip a beat on all those dates and long nights together. He nodded ever do slightly. Ben took one breath.
"I've lived over hundreds of years Mat, and it's partly why I do this," he said indicating to the set behind them. "I love showing kids what it was really like... But, I met people then, men and women, and I loved them. But they always ran Mat, told me they never wanted to see me again, and I had to start again somewhere else. Or worse, they agreed to stay but were too scared to change. Then others get suspicious and I had to leave. Or watch them grow old and die." He dropped Mat's wrists and moved to an abandoned chair, rubbing his face. After a seconds hesitation, Mat followed, a light hand resting on his shoulder.
"Mat, I love you. I don't want to make you do anything. I don't want you to grow old while I stay like this. So, forget about me, or come with me." He looked up at Mat. Dropping down to his knees, he cupped Ben's face.
"I love you. And I am never going to ask you to leave, and I am never going to put you through any pain," Ben looked up, moonlight dancing across his face.
"Does that mean..."
Mat pulled his face closer, his breathing slower, calmer. Their lips were almost touching when Mat stopped. His voice thicker than usual, he breathed one word.
"Yes."
Ben pulled him closer, into a kiss that bruised Mat's frail, human lips. In between kisses, Ben tried to explain everything.
"Shud' up," Mat murmured against his lips "That can wait till later."
OP.
Date: 2011-12-11 08:00 pm (UTC)Also, I think I've posted about six prompts on this meme and four or five on other LJ memes and this is the first one to ever get filled. Yay!
Re: OP.
Date: 2011-12-12 04:19 pm (UTC)Re: FILL: [RPF] Ben/Mat., AU. (1/2)
Date: 2011-12-11 09:12 pm (UTC)Re: FILL: [RPF] Ben/Mat., AU. (1/2)
Date: 2011-12-12 04:23 pm (UTC)Re: FILL: [RPF] Ben/Mat., AU. (1/2)
Date: 2011-12-11 09:23 pm (UTC)dark and sad and hot
can't wait for next bit
Re: FILL: [RPF] Ben/Mat., AU. (1/2)
Date: 2011-12-12 04:20 pm (UTC)FILL: [RPF] Ben/Mat., AU. (2a/2)
Date: 2011-12-14 06:53 pm (UTC)"Y'know, I'll miss you being so warm," he said, taking his hand gently and pulling him to sit on the bed. Mat obliged, curling into Ben's chest on the end of the bed. His free hand drummed at his leg and he looked up through his mop of curls.
"So... What do we do now?" Ben laughed pressing a kiss to his forehead.
"Sure you want to do this?"
"Absolutely," Mat replied grinning at him.
"Then... I guess..." he took Mat's chin, ever so gently, and turned him towards him.
"You know what'll happen?" Mat nodded in his hand.
"Yes, you... Bite... Me and then I sort of ... change. Yeah?" he asked, his big brown eyes searching Ben's.
"Yes. It will hurt - the bite. Like a really big injection. The rest... I don't know, it's weird. But not painful as such," he tried to explain. Mat smiled.
"It can't be as painful as bare feet on Lego," he said, and Ben just sighed.
"Only you Mat... Only you," He untangled their hands, taking Mat's face completely in his hands. Their eyes met for a second, glowing in the dark. Then Ben pulled Mat into one of the most amazing kisses of his life. It was like he was finally allowing himself to relax, unleashing his full power. Mat's hands scrambled against his shirt, tugging at the buttons. Had he had the breath, Mat would have noises, but his lungs seemed to have given up. He would have been quite happy staying like this forever. Ben's hands travelled from his face to his hair, then to his neck and back. He moved, planting kisses along Mat's jaw, his chin and slowly down his neck. Mat's heart drummed again, but not out of fear this time. Ben's fingers traced their way up his back, along his shoulders and to his neck. Mat was practically sitting on Ben now, and he pushed him back against the bed. Ben grinned against his lips, and in one fluid movement, moved to hang over him instead, never breaking the kiss. Mat chuckled breathlessly.
"Impressive," was all he managed to get out before he was bombarded with more kisses. Ben made his way along his jaw again, this time with fangs out, scraping along Mat's neck in a way that made him shiver. He attempted to say something sexy, but it came more like a mix of strange noises and Ben's name. Then Ben's teeth found the perfect spot.
Mat's breath hitched for a second, the sudden jab making him gasp. Something surged through him, icy cold washing over him. It coated every inch of him, smothering him, digging into his lungs, his heart. It was one of the weirdest things he'd ever felt. Just when he thought his heart must be a lump of ice, another wave washed over him, but this time much hotter. It ran through his veins, burning through everything. I've could feel it changing him; The tug on his muscles as they got stronger, the weird sensation in his mouth of new teeth, the buzzing feeling behind his eyes that would make everything clearer. His heart pounded louder and louder, or maybe that was the new, improved hearing? Some part of Mat's mind reminded him to breath, and he took one ragged gasp. Then silence. His heart stuttered, the sound filling his ears. With a final 'thud' it stopped.
Re: FILL: [RPF] Ben/Mat., AU. (2b/2)
Date: 2011-12-14 06:57 pm (UTC)"Mat?" he said into the silence. The second it took for Mat to reply was agony.
"Whoah... Weird," Ben grinned, relief flooding him. Mat looked up, his crazy smile lighting his eyes.
"That... That was..." he trailed off, literally speechless. Then with his new-found strength, he pulled Ben down, smothering him with kisses, inhaling the new scents he could pick up. Ben tried to untangle himself, puling away to study Mat, whose eyes were now shining a dark black.
"Mat, you okay?"
"Mmm, Ben, I'm more than okay... Come here," he tugged on his shirt, and was surprised to feel it give in to his hands. He was left with the tattered remains of the shirt clutched in his hand.
"Oh my... Sorry Ben," he said, trying to suppress the giggle forming in his chest. Ben smiled, rolling his eyes.
"Mat, are you sure? You're not... Thirsty?" Mat's nose wrinkled.
"I... I think so. Is it that aching feeling here?" he said, running a hand down his throat. Ben nodded.
"Then yes. But..." he ran his long fingers along Ben's, now bare, chest.
"But?"
"It can wait... My eyes... Well, you're like a whole new man! And you don't have to hold back now, do you? So..."
"Mathew Baynton!" he gasped in mock horror, his grin spreading like wildfire. Mat broke into a grin, pulling Ben down for a final time.
Re: FILL: [RPF] Ben/Mat., AU. (2b/2)
Date: 2011-12-14 08:47 pm (UTC)Re: FILL: [RPF] Ben/Mat., AU. (2b/2)
Date: 2011-12-15 07:21 am (UTC)Re: FILL: [RPF] Ben/Mat., AU. (2b/2)
Date: 2011-12-16 05:35 am (UTC)Re: FILL: [RPF] Ben/Mat., AU. (2b/2)
Date: 2011-12-16 09:50 am (UTC)OP
Date: 2011-12-15 12:22 am (UTC)I like how it sounds that things might get kind of bad when vampires get too thirsty and Mat doesn't understand that yet but you know Ben will take care of him until he gets used to it.
And so sweet how no matter what, Mat just has to make jokes.
Re: OP
Date: 2011-12-15 07:19 am (UTC)