Skyrim: The Musical (Dragonborn x Cicero)

[aub13]

Cicero looked up to the sky and noticed a slight drizzle had begun to fall upon himself and the dragonborn. He stuck his tongue out, but couldn't seem to catch a single drop of rain. He huffed. They'd been walking around for days after their mount had run off somewhere. Cicero pretended in his head that the mare ran off to a horse party, so he didn't mind walking as much, plus he got to be with his Listener!

"Listener is lost on the road, cuz we lost our map when it snowed!" Cicero skipped. It was true, they had realized they were lost the night before, but this struck no fear inside the powerful duo. However, being surrounded by nothing but open canyons and mountains for so long could make any adventurer wish for civilization eventually.

[Angel]

The Listener, as Cicero called him, had patience for many things when it came to the Jester. He really had to, in all honesty, as otherwise he would have strangled the brat long ago. But Cicero had stolen his heart, and he couldn't bring himself to murder him.

As much as he wished to somedays...

Davrix was a handsome dark elf. Hair well kept, though shaved to the scalp on one side. The other side was a snow white, and fell past his shoulder. His piercing red eyes were even darker than a normal member of his kin; They betrayed the hunger that bubbled underneath. A relatively lean body, though his looks hid great inner strength. He was good with a sword, excellent with a dagger, and could turn a bandit into a pile of ash with ease.

"Cicero, is now really the time for rhymes, love?" he said, not eying the brat as he tried to find their way. "On second thought, don't answer that."

[aub13]

"Now you sound like that Nazir..." Cicero pouted. "Rhymes help a lot when one is lost! Sometimes they'll get a troll to hear you, then the troll chases you to where you need to go! Then you kill it!" He seemed especially delighted at the last bit.

He reached into his tartan teddy bear backpack, which was filled to the brim with mystical artifacts he was told to carry.

"Ah boo...I ate the last of the veggies..." He rested his head on the Listener's shoulder but suddenly jumped. "Oh look Davvy! A bridge! Shall I jump off it and search for mermaids?"

[Angel]

"If you jump off the bridge, I'll fish you out, and give you the switching of your lifetime." the elf threatened, turning Cicero around and smacking his clothed bottom to prove he meant business.

"Now CALM yourself, little one! That is an order!" he said, taking a small kiss from his lips. "I'll figure out where we are... Especially as nightfall is drawing near."

[aub13]

Cicero cowered, Davvy could be so scary when he got like that. He "hmfked!" and held onto the Listener by one of his fingers.

"Cicero wants a piggy back ride..." He murmured.

[Angel]

The elf looked him in the eyes, and sighed. "Cicero will get a piggyback ride, when Davrix finds out how to get us to our home. Cicero will get a piggyback ride straight to our bed, where Davrix will make sure he is too distracted by pleasure to think, let alone worry." he told him, cupping his pretty face in one hand.

[aub13]

"Eep! Listener!" Cicero hid behind Davvy's back and blushed.

While he walked behind Davrix he began to braid his long, gleaming hair. Cicero poked his butt and giggled, humming a song about stars in apple pies.

[Angel]

The dark elf chose to ignore the craziness for the moment. For at that moment... The moon began rising.

"There we go..." he muttered, rapidly regaining his true strength. "Cicero. Prepare yourself." he said, getting ready to turn into his vampire form.

[aub13]

Cicero shuddered. He hated this part. He tugged down the ends of his hat over his eyes to keep from viewing his master's transformation.

[Angel]

With a low hiss, the man began to transform. It was a quick process, but no less frightening. His brotherhood garb had been tweaked, so that the pants, at the very least, would survive, as his body mutated into the demon like bat form.