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They found a quiet spot to sit in front of the gym, where they knew most students would have gone back to their dorms, to enjoy the night sky. Jagger needed to center himself and clear his head and the burning inside his own soul and Michael’s pain was still digging itself through his own will power and the harder he was suppressing it the strong it burned through his core.
Jagger was miles away in thoughts….. Prowling his own mind how to best tackle this whole situation of all the new information he had accumulated from Luther’s mind… when he heard Michael break his concentration
“Jag…. Would you train me?” Michael whispers in his ears.
Jagger not expecting any conversation, taken aback at Michael's request Heard the words “WHAT?” leave his vocal cords before he could stop it.
Jagger’s mind raced as he reached deep into Michael's mind to see what he had heard from his conversation with Luther, learned in the time they have been together, but fell short. He hit another wall he had to chip away at.
“Will you train me …” Michael looked at him in confusion
“… to be fitter… here at the gym” he pointed.
Jagger with a sigh of relief burst out “OF COURSE Mike why wouldn’t I”.
His mind for some reason had processed that Michael wanted him to turn him, for a vampire to turn a mortal it only took a bite, however Jagger knew never to turn anyone who he didn’t know the complete core of, it has been proven that those who have been turned that way become traitors and he certainly didn’t want that. At that same time he wanted Michael as a human to enjoy in his own selfish desires.
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Jagger used his own enthusiasm and love for fitness to encourage and push Michael on the weights and Michael pushed, worked hard, Jagger loved keeping fit. It was something he took pride in and having Michael interested in it made him want to urge his own personal joy onto Michael to enjoy, to share another thing that they both could enjoy. Jagger had many passions that wasn’t all just blood sucking and killing, but he rarely had time to embrace them, and for Michael to want to get fit he felt like the big daddy to a son.
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Michael pushed hard and got tired quickly, Jagger knew humans were the weakest form physically. Vampires and werewolves were both tough and strong fighters so he knew Michael would be feeling sore after all the work out.
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“I really enjoyed that” Michael said
“Thank you, but I feel so much pain” he added in confusion of his own muscle pain
Jagger never experienced fatigue with muscle pain. As he stared at Michael he smiled.
“Come on I’ll walk you back to your dorm. …. You can have a rest. You will feel pain for a little bit but you will also get a rush from feeling pumped.. it will take a while, trust me” he said eagerly in his own enjoyment of the experience.
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As they walked in Michael’s building, Jagger stopped dead in his tracks and stared at Michael who broke down. Michael roared out a cry Jagger was left speechless once again, it wasn’t a normal emotion that exploded out of Michael, something deeper, this unsettled Jagger as he had never in his whole existence has seen it. Not showing any sign of weakness he offered to walk him to his room.
Michael didn’t know what was happening, he just felt the need to scream out in pain, he felt the rush of emotions from Dakota’s death all come to the surface, he never let go of his emotions before and it made him question his own strength.
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Once they entered Michael room, Michael fell apart even more, he didn’t know what was happening… he was losing control of his emotions…. He didn’t like this feeling; it was out of his own comfort zone.
Jagger sensed the mournful pain in him, not in a normal manner.
“Hey… hey” he said as he held him gently
“… it’s ok…. You are allowed to grieve.. “
“You humans…” he realized he said it before it was too late to take it back
“.. have to grieve it’s you’re biological make up.”
Jagger wasn’t worried about his fumble on words as he didn’t find Michael a threat. No one would ever hear him stuff up in conversation and yet, Michael has seen a side to him no one else ever would. Jagger felt uncomfortable when things weren’t going his way, and with Michael of late nothing was normal, despite the odd happenings Jagger felt like he needed to show him some strength, he did like Michael and did find something true in him, even in his own conflicting morals.
Michael engrossed in his own emotions kept crying, engaged in the whole rush of emotions that poured to surface and was slipping past his walls, out to surface like a earthquake tearing apart every part of his body., he tried to focus on Jagger’s compassionate words.
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Jagger felt completely out of place, he only ever saw men cry who he was about to kill, and some didn’t even do that, usually it was woman for they are the weaker species. If anything seeing their weaknesses aroused him further, which gave him that extra edge to cause them more pain, yet he struggled in his own racing mind what to do to help his mortal friend. He was fighting his own demon that was lurking in his body; he was conflicting inside and didn’t like this feeling.
“Come on Mikie….” he said in a soft deep soothing voice
“…. Lets sit down and talk….. I think we both have questions we need answered.. it might help” he offered genuinely
Michael was shocked, his Ma was the only person who ever called him Mikie, he felt safer knowing that Jagger had the same aura his Ma did. He was missing home right about now.
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They sat and Jagger seriously struggled what to do but felt a heavy burden on his own heart, his little mortal was hurting and he was not one to give kindness, his mind was racing, this all made him very uneasy, yet helpless. And Jagger Drake was far from helpless. He worked mentally fast and hard to dislodge that awkward feeling that was forming in his own body.
Michael could only think of one thing to say..
“I never knew working out could do that to you..”
Jagger stared at him, Jagger knew he had questions and he wanted Michael not feel like it wasn’t ok to ask things, he himself knew he felt things that he couldn’t explain but dismissed them.
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“Mike … Do you know what I am?...... And don’t give me a smart a*sed answer….”
“I mean really do you KNOW what I am?” he quickly repeated himself to change the direction of the mood
Michael softly said “Yes Jag”.
Jagger stiffened his whole body, stunned that Michael knew yet showed no fear, Jag could sense he didn’t, and thus aroused his confusion. Staring at Michael blankly at his reply.
Michael continued.. “You are my friend Jag, ………. My best friend” he corrected himself
“You have been here for me at the hardest time in my life, I have never had anyone do that. That is all that matters to me” he said quietly and confidently as he knew it was true.
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Jagger stunned at his answer, not even able to find a way to feel insulted, disturbed that he actually had someone who didn’t care for finer details. Someone to call him a “friend”…a “best friend”.
He stared at nothing knowing, once again seeking through Michael’s green eyes trying to find some form of hatred but he failed every time. He couldn’t help but wonder how it is possible someone born so pure?, Yet his thoughts were interrupted when he heard Michael say
“I know you are a supernatural “ Michael added without sounding offensive
“… because earlier you called me ‘you humans’…”
Jagger almost dumbstruck and highly impressed by his higher intelligence, once again he knew he had a little keeper here. He didn’t mention because, “your skin is cold, or you have big teeth” like all the im*beciles he has to deal with on a daily basis, but because of the verbal error he himself knew he had made. Jagger was impressed and it was difficult for anyone to impress him, even through Michael’s despair he picked up Jagger’s error. Jagger could feel his own juices of arousal forming in his mind.
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“is it important to know Jag? ……Will it change our friendship? Asked Michael softly
Jagger again taken aback at his words. Jagger himself has lived a long lonesome life, where he trusted no one and no one trusted him, and his closest blood had betrayed him, he never thought he would come across a mortal like Michael
“If it’s not important to you Mike then it doesn’t really matter” he swallowed hard as he replied, knowing it was a lie.
Humans hated and feared vampires and it would eventually tear them apart. Jagger also knew Michael was hurting and he really has become fond of him, not just as a game or bait anymore, he didn’t want to lose that sense of someone needing him for pure friendship.
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Jagger stood up, he never allowed anyone to drive him onto a back foot or lose his own aura of strength, yet Michael was managing to do it every time, Jagger had never felt like a fish out of water but since meeting Michael he was constantly having to step on the back foot
He knew Michael was not doing it out of spite but pure innocence, this left him unsettled, wanting more for his own egotistical desire. He loved intelligence it aroused his keen senses and he thrived on the verbal and mental challenge that it would feed his mind, like an amphetamine, a drug, it would slam into his body, giving him an arousal that nothing else could. Making him fight harder and stronger to win, he was a sore loser and strive to win every time, he loved nothing more than a good fight.
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“OK… Mike…. how about this… how is it that you don’t know about us?” Jagger asked in a jovial manner to shift the mood.
Michael not surprised at that question answered honestly with what he knew.
“The world I come from Jag, my Pa never allowed us to talk about the supernaturals, we were forbidden as they were all removed in a massive cull years before I was born. I am not sure of the whole story, as I only know what my Ma had told me. We were forbidden to ever speak of it, and I respect my parents wishes”.
Jag knew there were 3 worlds that had culled supernaturals and looking at Michael’s clothing he could detect, Michael was from the west a place called Appaloosa Plains. He didn’t really feel it was important to ask any more, as it made sense why Michael felt so at home with him. He knew then that Michael would never have come across a supernatural and their dangerous ways.
Michael continued…”We do from time to time get those zombies.. but even they were few and far between.”
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Jagger knew Michael was oblivious to the dangers, that lurked around, he also knew that Michael’s limited knowledge could hurt him if not have him killed. As much as he enjoyed him not knowing, he felt he needed to know something, to be able to give him some warning, but Jagger also knew that could turn to bite him. He never helped anyone without a reason, to set them up for the big bite, yet he actually felt the need to give his friend, some guidance.
“Let me break it down to you like this… You have two hierarchies… the vampires and the werewolves.. then you have witches, wizards, fairies and naturally zombies.”
He continued “You also have hybrids that have been cross breeding between all species…..”
“Vampires and werewolves have been in battle with each other for centuries” Jagger avoided finer details as he knew Michael's head was thumping not only from the knowledge he was learning but from the pressure of suppression, he saw Michael was tired.
Michael listened at every word Jagger spoke, he didn’t know much and he had so many questions. Jagger could see this, but only gave him subtle snippets to give Michael time to digest it all. Jagger left out the details how vampires were classed as the cold hearted blood sucking beasts and werewolves were just as bad with their bite, he knew in time Michael would find out.
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“You see Mike… it’s not only the humans who want to cull and destroy the supernaturals… there is also a supernatural war among each other too. A war has been building for centuries..”
“I am a trained hunter” he added.. then stopped.. realizing how he would sound.
he quickly added, “a solider for war…just remember there are those of us you can trust and those you need to watch out from…. This is where you need to use your gut instincts and wits about you to survive.”
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Michael didn’t give Jagger time to stop he said “so that night in the woods… you were hunting me?”
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Jagger chuckled at Michael’s fearless yet honest question, not slightly even insulted in his innocence.
“No I was on a trail for someone else….. but you….” He stopped himself not to disclose how Michael was lost under his radar.
“You sounded so happy when you caught that fish, I had to come to inspect” he quickly added.
“I came to see what the joy was AND what a human being was doing alone in the woods… places around there are very dangerous to a human” he added. “You can fall prey to any one.”
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Jagger started to feel uncomfortable in his own skin as he was finding himself almost se*ually aroused at the idea, he found it very stimulating to hunt and to see someone weak, it gave him some kind of fulfillment that no sexual gratification could. It was something he could never get taken from him, he IS a cold blooded killer! Yet he didn’t want to unleash the wonder and feeling knowing Michael wasn’t threatened by him, so he continued to limit his details to Michael's questions.
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“So as you see when I spent time with you, I discovered you truly are an amazing person and I couldn’t resist but to get to know you more….”
Jagger didn’t want to talk about it anymore, he also knew he didn’t want to cut Michael off either. For it could arouse his curiosity further and he would lose any chance of finding more about Michael. More so he knew their friendship would be tarnished.
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“Jag”…. Michael said as he saw Jagger staring into his eyes and he felt his aura digging deeper into his soul…
“Yes Mike”
“you know when we watch the stars and we sat shoulder to shoulder” Michael asked carefully yet with curiosity
Jagger knew what was coming and dreaded this question… but he waited for Michael to finish.
“Were you just cold that night…?”
Michael could see Jagger was being distant yet posed with total calm, he was curious but didn’t want to offend him, he didn’t want to lose Jag’s friendship, he really is his best friend and Michael never had a best friend before, he couldn’t deal with another loss, he just couldn’t.
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“Like this” Jagger said as he pressed his hand gently to Michael cheek.
Michael could feel how cold he felt, confused and unsure why he felt warmth, he didn’t understand. “I feel your skin is cold but you are warm” he whispered in his mind
Jagger stopped as he heard Michaels mind, again surprised at Michael’s reaction, he continued to stare at Michael, seeing his thoughts, he frowned also surprised that he didn’t push his hand away but pressed his hand closer to his face, holding it here.
Jagger knew most people hated touching vampires for they are dead and feed off the living, therefore always cold. Jagger started to feel an arousal against his own believes, he knew it was time he had to see some woman to release his own tension, he needed some passion followed by a feed. The smell of the warm blood throbbing was starting to overcome his senses.
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Yes he enjoyed caressing Michael, feeling his soft warm skin, smelling his warm body heat through his nostrils, which sent thousands of adrenalin signals to his brain, making him feel that desire even more. He felt his own veins throbbing, yearning for the taste, that warm blood oozing upon his lips slowly merging through his body, warming his core like nothing else could. His mind was racing in his own conflicting manner.
Michael enjoyed Jagger’s touch, despite how fast and strong he looked, he felt soft when he was touching him, Jagger’s hand felt like a ‘lambs ear’ upon his cheek. Soft, silky with a cool yet warm tone. What puzzled Michael was how in all his coldness he felt that warmth, the same one he felt when they were shoulder to shoulder. He wasn’t sure, instead of suppressing his feelings he embraced it, he began to feel his own heart race with desires for Jag to not stop stroking his cheek. He missed his Ma’s touch.
