Il Sangue del Mio Cuore (The Blood of My Heart - a Måneskin fanfiction)

Chapter 9 Altro Passo (Another Step)

At heart they were musicians, so it wasn't long before they took advantage of the studio space they had been provided. They worked hard at their music, but it was also a release. Damiano held his microphone as he watched the others set up their instruments. Victoria, tuning and tweaking her bass as she made it exactly how she wanted it. Thomas, his lithe fingers dancing over the strings of his guitar in a ghost of what they would be doing when they started playing. And Ethan, moving and placing every part of his drum kit into the perfect spot.

It felt so normal, so right, and it stirred something in Damiano. He had to look away as his throat and chest tightened as emotions welled in his chest. His eyes prickled with tears and he had to swallow back what he was feeling.

"Hey, you okay?"

He looked up and found Victoria standing much closer to him than he remembered. Doing his best to pull himself together he nodded.

"It just hit me," he admitted, "we almost lost this."

Reaching out, Victoria brushed his arm with her fingers.

"But we didn't," she said, voice thick with emotion, "and now we never will."

And wasn't that a huge thought to add to all the others. Once that would have been hyperbole, but now it was a genuine possibility. Not the life they had exactly, even if they didn't age they would have to leave it at some point, but this passion on which that life was based, they could keep that forever.

He nodded, taking a deep breath and pulling himself together.

"Need a minute?" she asked.

Shaking his head he sat up straight on his stool.

"Then let's rock," she said as she backed away, grinned and launched into the opening of 'Zitte e Buoni'.

The others quickly joined in and Damiano put his head back, feeling the music and waiting for his cue. The lyrics flowed from him with very little thought and he pushed all of his emotion into the music. They went from one song into the next in the short set they had agreed on and it felt amazing.

The beat and melody were in his blood so clearly and he rode on them like a high most of the idiots who criticised them could never imagine.

They were always in harmony when they performed even without an audience, all the hours of practice paying off, but this was different. Damiano felt like he could all but feel the bass in Victoria's hands, the guitar strings vibrating under Thomas' fingers and the kickback from the drums through Ethan's firm grip. It was almost sexual as it burned through him and Damiano sang like his heart was on fire.

Four songs down and he whispered the final words to 'I Wanna Be Your Slave' and silence echoed around the room.

"Well, fuck," Ethan said after a few moments and nicely summed up Damiano's feelings as well.

"Our next audience is gonna pass out," Victoria agreed.

Damiano laughed just to let out some of the joy in his chest. Being a rock star was amazing, being a vampire rock star was fucking incredible.

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Damiano gently ran his fingers over Victoria's waist as she slowly lifted herself up and down on his hard cock. It felt amazing, but what was even more wonderful was the look of complete pleasure on Victoria's face. She had her head tilted to one side, eyes closed, where Ethan was kissing up her neck, one of his skillful hands cupping one of her breasts, playing with her pert nipple. Her breathy murmurs of enjoyment were like music to Damiano's ears, especially as Thomas employed his dexterous fingers on a new instrument, dipping between Victoria's legs.