"I should drown you here to remind you of where you stand," he mutters, though this is nothing but play. The sort that he and Godric would have before, when things were easier. When it was just them and the woods and the night.
Eric hums quietly, slipping into that defiant young Viking vampire that more often than not, likely questioned why his maker decided to turn him. He was a handful and more.
His smile turns more visible and he leans back, raising an eyebrow. "You're old and you run slow," he replies in jest, releasing Godric and running into the water like his ass was on fire.
He fell in love with this Viking soldier and he does even more every day. He laughs, loud and hard, chasing after him so he can tackle him into the water.
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His smile turns more visible and he leans back, raising an eyebrow. "You're old and you run slow," he replies in jest, releasing Godric and running into the water like his ass was on fire.
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