[C] Supernatural Meeting

Miz let out a soft cry of joy when Lyo opened his flesh for him. Feeding and with no torture.

Tears rolled down Miz's cheeks from the happiness he felt.

His lips suctioned off the wound and he sucked in greedily. It had been so long, he couldn't remember the last time he fed.

A soft moan sounded from the boy.

The Russian's blood tasted so good. It gave him strength, brought him comfort.

Lyo watched the boy feed from him with mounting curiosity.

He would indulge people that liked to feed of blood but he couldn't understand it himself. Why did they feed off blood? What did it do for them?

The man was very curious, but he stayed silent.

For the most part.

"Don't waste much," he murmured softly. More than a few drops of blood were spilling off his palm and dropping to the floor. A waste.

"S-sorry." Miz panted out.

He then went back to licking and sucking Alyosha's arm like a popsicle on a hot summer day.

He wouldn't stop until Lyo made him stop.

He was going to take as much as he could get.

Lyo let the boy continue to drink from the wound until he started to feel light-headed.

He pulled away from the boy, reaching down to tear a strip from the bottom of his shirt, wrapping it tightly around his hand in a makeshift bandage.

"Better?" he asked in a soft voice as he blinked slowly.

He felt a little spacey.

Miz let out a soft whine when Lyo pulled his wrist away.

Even still, he was much better off now.

He nodded his head.

"Thank you." He breathed out, truly meaning it.

He could count on his one hand the amount of humans which had shown him such kindness in all of this thousands of years on this planet.

Lyo waved his hand.

"It is okay, kid."

Kid. He still didn't know the boy's name. "My name is Alyosha. Yours, kid?" After sharing his blood with the boy, he supposed he should share his name at the very least.

"Come. Need food."

He wanted a nice, large meal right now.

"Miz." He said softly, no longer feeling the agonizing hunger. But he was still weak.

He pulled the coat back around his shoulders again.

Yes, he would follow the man.

He couldn't stand this cold car park any longer.

The man turned his gaze towards his bike before shaking his head. He was too light headed, he'd smear them both across the road.

"Walking."

He headed towards the exit, running his hand through his hair.

"Need a smoke."

The man shivered as he was hit with the full force of the Russian winter outside the car park. With a shirt torn half way up his muscular stomach and no coat, he would freeze in no time.

"Quick." He strode towards town quickly on long legs, reaching behind him to grip the boy's hand to keep the boy close.

With his short legs, Miz had to trot along in order to keep up.

He held onto Lyo's hand back though.

The man made him feel somewhat protected. After all, he'd had an easy opportunity to violate him and didn't do it. Even with Miz's "consent".

The demon still didn't trust him, but he certainly favored him over most humans.

A few minutes later the two burst into a pizza parlour and the man gave a loud curse in Russian.

Fuck! That was really, really cold. He swore he'd never be caught out in winter without a jacket again.

He dragged the boy to the nearest booth and sat down heavily, rubbing at his freezing arms roughly to try and warm them up.

"Want food?"

The demon took the coat off and handed it back to Alyosha.

"I'm sorry I took it." He said, trying to be cute.

He wanted to stay on the humans good side.

He shook his head no at the question.

He didn't care too much for earth food.

"Didn't take it; gave it to you."

He took it back gratefully, though, pulling it on and cuddling into it. So warm. He wasn't going to let go of this any time soon.

"What next?"

His attention turned up to the woman that appeared at their booth and he rattled off a quick order before his attention returned to the boy sat opposite him.

"No family, no guardian. Shall I take you to orphanage?"

An orphanage would be miserable at best.  Chances were he wouldn't be abused sexually, thus causing him to go hungry.  

Miz looked up at Lyo with big eyes.

"Please, let me stay with you.  I'll do anything." He begged.  This man gave him free blood.  He made Miz feel safe.

Alyosha barked a laugh.

"No way. Can't."

he lived in a hive of other members of the mafia. There was no way he could bring a child into the midst of that undetected.

Bad things would happen to the both of them if he bought him in.

"We have to think of something else..."

The man pursed his lips. "Maybe... No. I do not think- She might."

Miz felt his heart drop as the man laughed. His head hung hopelessly.

But when Lyo started talking to himself, Miz's head darted back up.

"She? Who is she?" He asked curiously.

He'd lived long enough to know that women could be just as cruel as men. Still, he had hardly any options.

The man's lips twisted into a little grin.

"My mother."

His mother could take the boy in. If he begged and pleaded on his knees. His mother could be a kind woman. At times.

He didn't know if she'd take in a child. Especially one with this boy's... quirk. It'd be a miracle if she did.

"I will have to talk to her."

Miz tilted his head.

"What is she like? Would she let me drink blood like you do?" He asked, his voice young and innocent sounding.

He was curious.

"She...can be."

His mother was a strong soul. She was stubborn and headstrong. Something he had gotten from her.

She could be nice when she wanted to be. Otherwise she was...less than. She could be rather abrasive at times.

"No." He shook his head. "She would not." There was no way his other would ever let someone drink her blood.

"But I need blood." Miz whimpered.

Even Lyo would be able to tell that within the short time Miz had drank his blood, the boy looked so much healthier than he had before. It was unnatural.

The man sighed softly.

"I do not know what to suggest."

He didn't trust anyone where he lived with the boy and he couldn't have him shadowing him all the time.

Alyosha didn't know what to do.

When his pizza was set down in front of him, he waved the woman off and picked up a slice, biting into it and chewing roughly.

Miz drummed his fingers against the table.

This wasn't looking good.

He hung his head.

"Thank you... for everything. I'm sorry to have bothered you." He said softly.

"I'll go to the orphanage." He resolved.

"Will... you come and visit me?" He asked, looking back up at the man.

The man waved the thanks off.

It wasn't necessary. He was helping out a kid. It wasn't something that he wanted to be thanked for, like it was something that was a shock for people to do.

Helping a kid in need should be done no matter what.

"Da. Of course."

He'd visit the boy whenever he could.

Miz managed a weak smile.

He was conflicted on the orphanage.

But if Lyo really did come to visit him, at least he wouldn't go hungry.

But what about his other needs? He was half incubus after all.

Lyo just about devoured the pizza as quickly as he could, leaning back in the booth with a contented purr.

"I will take you tomorrow."

Tonight they could just go rest back at the car park.

He'd take a nap there then take the boy down in the morning on his bike.

The man yawned.

"Let us go get a coat. You're going to freeze."

Miz nodded his head and stood up, making sure to stand close to Alyosha.

The poor boy was shivering. Not because he was cold, but because his incubus needs had been denied him for far too long.

His vision got blurry and he tried his hardest to focus and not let it take over. He didn't want to give in.

He hated his body for doing this to him.