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Julian woke up and had that usual moment of disorientation. After all, he was accustomed to waking at sundown, not in the middle of the night. He had no trouble seeing in the dim light, though waking up at midnight was rather akin to a human mortal waking up at two in the afternoon. He stretched out on the black silk sheets, grunting a bit as pain shot through his lower back.

Around him were several others, all tangled together in an unconscious heap. The lovely brunet boy, Corey... yes, that was his name, was lying with the smaller redhead nestled up against his side. Both were still sleeping deeply, though Michael stirred briefly to nuzzle the crook of his neck. Julian's head was resting against the chest of the dark-haired beauty, who now in his state of undress Julian could see had a few rather curious tattoos in creative places.

Julian shifted very subtly, noticing Sinclair sleeping with his head curled up in Clark's lap. The latter was awake, petting Sinclair's white-blond hair. He looked over at Julian with a sly smile.

-Enjoy yourself?- Clark thought aloud, as to not wake the others.

-I won't be able to walk for a week- Julian replied, sitting up gingerly. Though he didn't look it, or act like it at times, Julian was still one of the oldest vampires. This skill of his was not quite as powerful as one might think. It could kill him to force his way into another's mind. But when Clark presented them this plainly, it wasn't much different than talking.

-Still, I'm glad you brought me- Julian smirked, his fingertips running down the impossibly smooth skin of Sinclair's body. He moaned grumpily, squirmed a bit in his sleep and curled up closer to Clark's warmth. Julian glanced over at the others. -This is quite a harem you've collected-

Clark almost laughed.

-If it makes you feel better to think that way- He conceded.

-It still isn't safe, you know- Julian frowned. -Not one of them is under sire contract. If Raven were to realize how strong he was,-

-Raven knows how strong he is. He doesn't care- Clark eased Sinclair back against the pillows and draped his arms around Julian. His skin tasted like sweat and sex. -You see? It's fine-

-Yes, I know- Julian slumped back against Clark, allowing himself to be doted upon with light kisses. Though he was masterful at hiding his thought, a faint hint of jealously was present in his mind.

-Stay with us until tomorrow eve. They wouldn't like it if you left in the night-

Julian glanced around at the wide, round bed and its lovely occupants.

-... I suppose I could spare the time-