Seduction and Demanding(Private)

She yawned, "Well, I've fed and need to sleep." i looked up at him, "And, i do not think i can stand right at the moment. So, if you don't mind missing class, you can stay here until i can get up." She liked him, he seemed nearly protective.

((i have to go))

"I can miss a few classes." He whispered as he wrapped her cold body with his to warm her. "I'll be here when you wake up." He said smiling as he laid his head next to hers, staring into her eye's. He was going to spend as much time as possible with her as he can, this was the first time someone ever needed him.

She sighed and closed her eyes, tired. She shivered, he was warm and she liked feeling the head coming off his body. She fell asleep content, never wanting to move for once. When she managed to wake up, it was dark, and he hadn't moved.

His eye's looked cold and dried as he breath lightly. He was awake, waiting for her. "You o-ok.." He shivered as his breath chilled in the dark night air. He didn't know hwo long he stayed there, close to her. Not wanting to leave her alone. Even though he has a family to go home to, he stayed with her till nightfall.

She looked at him then got up, pulling a blanket from her pocket then pulled him up, "Here," she wrapped it around his shoulders, "Thanks... I'll be fine to go home now. I bet you have a family waiting on you." she turned and walked to the parking lot, scanning it for her motorcycle, finding it back in a corner.

In the corner stood her bike, but also other bikers had pulled up and began admiring the bike. And the girl who owned it. Their sick smiles explained everything in their minds. They would assault her, defile her body and leave her for dead.

Only one thing would be surprising about all this. The weak human boy who spent all of his time with her stepped forward, the blanket covering his face as it hid in the darkness.

She looked around, this was never good. A few stepped forward and she looked around, looking for away out and not finding one. They smelt of beer, Karma always got her back when she broke her promise, to give pleasure for blood. This would hurt, alot.

Josh rushed forward as one of the thugs pulled a knife on her. His whole body reacting on instinct to protect her as he flew through the air and planted his foot in the thugs face. Sending him flying back as Josh went into a made craze rush to beat everyone of them out.

The last one panicked and pulled a gun, shooting the human three times, josh was stunned when shot. But then again, his instincts move him as he flew at the man, taking several more shots before stabbing the thug with his own knife from the thugs jacket pocket. All four guys were knocked out as Josh collapsed in front of the vampire girl, shoot and bleeding heavily.

She panicked at first, then bit her wrist, "Come on, drink this," she held her bleeding wrist to his mouth, using the other hand to dig the bullet out. "For me," she added after he didn't react.

His lips slowly opened from the rush of pain, gulping the blood quickly as she removed the bullets from his body. He passed out from the amount of pain as the blood dripped around his mouth. He would live, the bullet wounds were healing a lot faster as well.

she scooped him up, wondering why she'd done that. she took him to her apartment, laying him in her bed she went for a bottle of blood she had in a ice chest, it'd take the edge off, for now.

He awoke amongst comfort and weak aching body. He was in a bed, not his bed it seemed. He laid there, eye's closed, breathing lightly. This is her place. damn..I must have been really messed up.

He waited to see her, waited to feel those cold smooth hands on his face once more.

She checked on him, waling over and sitting on the bed beside him, she felt his head, "No fever. How are you feeling?" She asked him.

"Like I'm taunting death to lick my arse." He laughed softly as he took her cold hand, kissing it gently. "I c-couldn't allow them...to-t-to touch you. They don't even deserve to look at you." He was almost enslaved to her, wanting to do whatever she desired from him.

She sighed, "It'll be out of your system by tomorrow. You hungry or anyhting?" she asked him. She knew the behavior, that is what sharing blood did, especially after she didn't give pleasure back.

"I-I want.." He was going to whisper her name, her blood, her body. But he stopped himself as he closed her eye's, holding her smooth cold hand to his cheek. He never wanted to leave her side for a moment, call him a stalker if you must but he was devoted to her in a way no one would call a healthy lifestyle.

She smiled for some reason, she didn't know why. "I'll be right back, I probably should go get my bike," she told him, although she didn't want to leave.

"Please be safe.."He whispered as he let her go,laying back and falling asleep, biting his lips. he began to bleed lightly. He wanted to taste it,blood. He was becoming addicted to the taste.

She left and got her bike, grabbing ice cream on the way home. An odd craving she hadn't had in years. she went and checked on him, smiling to herself. She'd dreamed of having someone to share her apartment with. She'd been alone for years after she'd gotten changed, it wasn't like it was her first go at trying to love someone, but it was the first time she just didn't want to leave. She sighed and grabbed her pajamas, he was sleeping, what harm could it do to change?

Through out the time she left he was going in and out of sleep, his chest ached and his eye's were sore to any bright light. He got up once, went to the bathroom to relieve himself and then to the kitchen to gather something to drink. But all he found was blood bottles. He looked at the bottles. His chest tightened as he reached for one, taking it he turned off the top and brought the rim to his lips. The cold red liquid sipped past his lips. He only taking a gulp, something click. The taste, it had little to no taste. He continued drinking, more and more. The bottle emptied. He froze, he looked to the empty bottle. His fingers touched his lips. He just drank a full bottle of blood.

Slowly he covered the bottle and placed it on the counter. He stood there, for several minutes. His whole body was growing hotter. He needed to lay down.

He traveled back to the bed, laying down as he heard her come back, worrying she would find the empty bottle. But she did'nt. She came into the room,glanced at him, then began undressing. His eye's focused on her as he pretended to sleep. Seeing her in the nude made his chest tighten slightly and got his heart pumping fast.

She dressed then looked back at him, "You awake finally?" she asked, smiling.

"Yes, I'm awake and happy to see you again." He slowly got up, his wounds still paining him as he walked to her. Hugging her,kissing her. His lips bite hers and he pulled back. "Sorry.." He whispered. There was the taste of blood in his mouth. His eye's held a warm red pallet.

She smiled slightly, "I got nicked, don't worry about it. You in pain? Because I bet I have something that can take the edge off." She looked at him, she could tell by the way he moved, he was in pain, and close to blood lust. She needed to get that cooled, before he bit her and linked himself to her.

"I..." He sat back on the bed and put his face into his hands. "I drank a bottle of your blood...I couldn't stop. I still want more. I could feel my body throbbing. I can hear hearts beating when I looked out the window...What...is happening to me?' He spoke softly as he fell back into the bed, closing his eye's and trying to calm himself.

She sighed, sitting beside him on the bed, "Don't worry about it..." I laid my hand on his, "If you like, I can help you tune it out. It'll take a few days though, I hope you don't mind sitting cooped up in here with me for a few days until you can manage on your own." She rubbed the back of his hand softly, to the beat of his pulse, it comforted her unlike anything else had.