Dorian responded, smiling sheepishly.
“Proper procedure – are you kidding me?!
You just bite the motherfucker and drink his blood!” Regaining his
composure, Thomas finished in a much calmer voice. “Fine, since
this is your first human, I will cut you some slack. Hell, I would
do just about anything at this point to move things along.
Y ou are exhausting, you know that? At
least you’re progressing, though. ”
The entire time the vampires were standing
in the alley arguing, the bum remained slumped over almost
unconscious on the ground. Still agitated, Thomas, yanked the man
up by his matted mane, sunk his fangs into his neck, and drained
him of half his blood within seconds. Releasing him, the bum
crumpled onto the ground with eyes glazed with fear.
Dorian stared into the bum's eyes and
witnessed the terror they reflected. The site caused him to second
guess the validity of his actions. Was it necessary for him to take
a human life just to satisfy his need for blood? There were easier
and far more humane ways of getting what he needed. He stepped back
a few feet from Thomas and the bum.
“He looks so frightened. Maybe this was a
mistake. I don't think I'm ready.”
“Of course he's frightened. He's just had
half his blood drained. With that being said, he will probably die
anyway. There's no sense in him dying for nothing, when he could
provide you with sustenance. Look at him. It isn't like he is
living the good life. You would be doing him a favor by ending his
miserable existence.” Seeing Dorian still hesitating after his
attempt to ease any moral qualms, Thomas switched tactics. Grabbing
Dorian by his shirt, he pulled him close. He spoke forcefully,
inches way from Dorian's face. “Now, you're going to 'man up' and
drink from this waste of space, even if I have to force you to, and
don't think that I can't.” He released Dorian with a shove toward
his victim.
Why am I so conflicted? I didn't have a
problem killing animals in the forest. But I was angry then, making
it far easier. Ugh! I didn't choose to become what I am, so why
should it bother me to do what is normal for my current state of
being. I want blood, I need blood. So it’s time to stop the inner
monologue and take it.
Dorian knelt down beside the man, who had
since passed out. Sinking his teeth into the bum's neck exactly
where Thomas had, he drank the warm salty blood laced with alcohol,
savoring it. The magnitude of new sensations created as the blood
filtered through his system caused him to stumble back, almost
falling on his ass. Staggering slightly, he regained his footing,
noticing just how drastically his perception had been altered.
Peering up at the nearby lamp post, he
watched in awe as the white light radiating from the beacon,
fractured into a rainbow of colors. Numerous insects hovered around
the miniature sun. There wings fluttered in slow motion, enough he
could count and hear each individual flap.
He thought Thomas had exaggerated when he
had informed him that his senses would increase exponentially with
the infusion of human blood, but that was far from the case. Now,
with little more than a taste of the potent substance, the
enhancements were mind blowing.
Turning back to Thomas to admit the accuracy
of his assessment, Dorian hesitated, mesmerized by the presence of
his companion. Observing him as if for the first time, he soaked in
Thomas' masculine perfection: Wavy blonde hair, glowing amber eyes,
flawless porcelain skin and supple lips stained red and pulled into
a knowing smirk. In that instant, Dorian desired to touch and taste
those beautiful lips. Before he could stop himself, his lips where
pressed against Thomas'. In the fleeting moments that constituted
his first kiss, Thomas' fangs sliced through Dorian's bottom lip.
The pain heightened his excitement, inducing a euphoria never
experienced before.
Thomas pushed Dorian away. “Excuse me, but
you're not my type,” he joked, wiping Dorian's blood and
“Proper procedure – are you kidding me?!
You just bite the motherfucker and drink his blood!” Regaining his
composure, Thomas finished in a much calmer voice. “Fine, since
this is your first human, I will cut you some slack. Hell, I would
do just about anything at this point to move things along.
Y ou are exhausting, you know that? At
least you’re progressing, though. ”
The entire time the vampires were standing
in the alley arguing, the bum remained slumped over almost
unconscious on the ground. Still agitated, Thomas, yanked the man
up by his matted mane, sunk his fangs into his neck, and drained
him of half his blood within seconds. Releasing him, the bum
crumpled onto the ground with eyes glazed with fear.
Dorian stared into the bum's eyes and
witnessed the terror they reflected. The site caused him to second
guess the validity of his actions. Was it necessary for him to take
a human life just to satisfy his need for blood? There were easier
and far more humane ways of getting what he needed. He stepped back
a few feet from Thomas and the bum.
“He looks so frightened. Maybe this was a
mistake. I don't think I'm ready.”
“Of course he's frightened. He's just had
half his blood drained. With that being said, he will probably die
anyway. There's no sense in him dying for nothing, when he could
provide you with sustenance. Look at him. It isn't like he is
living the good life. You would be doing him a favor by ending his
miserable existence.” Seeing Dorian still hesitating after his
attempt to ease any moral qualms, Thomas switched tactics. Grabbing
Dorian by his shirt, he pulled him close. He spoke forcefully,
inches way from Dorian's face. “Now, you're going to 'man up' and
drink from this waste of space, even if I have to force you to, and
don't think that I can't.” He released Dorian with a shove toward
his victim.
Why am I so conflicted? I didn't have a
problem killing animals in the forest. But I was angry then, making
it far easier. Ugh! I didn't choose to become what I am, so why
should it bother me to do what is normal for my current state of
being. I want blood, I need blood. So it’s time to stop the inner
monologue and take it.
Dorian knelt down beside the man, who had
since passed out. Sinking his teeth into the bum's neck exactly
where Thomas had, he drank the warm salty blood laced with alcohol,
savoring it. The magnitude of new sensations created as the blood
filtered through his system caused him to stumble back, almost
falling on his ass. Staggering slightly, he regained his footing,
noticing just how drastically his perception had been altered.
Peering up at the nearby lamp post, he
watched in awe as the white light radiating from the beacon,
fractured into a rainbow of colors. Numerous insects hovered around
the miniature sun. There wings fluttered in slow motion, enough he
could count and hear each individual flap.
He thought Thomas had exaggerated when he
had informed him that his senses would increase exponentially with
the infusion of human blood, but that was far from the case. Now,
with little more than a taste of the potent substance, the
enhancements were mind blowing.
Turning back to Thomas to admit the accuracy
of his assessment, Dorian hesitated, mesmerized by the presence of
his companion. Observing him as if for the first time, he soaked in
Thomas' masculine perfection: Wavy blonde hair, glowing amber eyes,
flawless porcelain skin and supple lips stained red and pulled into
a knowing smirk. In that instant, Dorian desired to touch and taste
those beautiful lips. Before he could stop himself, his lips where
pressed against Thomas'. In the fleeting moments that constituted
his first kiss, Thomas' fangs sliced through Dorian's bottom lip.
The pain heightened his excitement, inducing a euphoria never
experienced before.
Thomas pushed Dorian away. “Excuse me, but
you're not my type,” he joked, wiping Dorian's blood and
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