I had won the game...even though I knew Shori had only LET me win. He constantly did stuff like that...try to hide motives behind games. It had been a long journey from our home...I was famished. So hungry, and Shori knew it. The full moon didn't help anything either. Just looking at Shori's bare neck before me seemed to awaken the hunger. I felt my eyes glowing....he was speaking...but all I could hear was the sound of his blood rushing around in his neck. Slowly, I revealed my fangs as I leaned in closer...
"Bon appetit..." He muttered in my ear, then added, "Don't make too much of a mess Mei..."
I licked his neck gently. Shori was completely still and relaxed, he didn't tense up at all, he sighed in expectation and then I plunged my fangs in. I felt as Shori's arms came up and tightened around me, his breathing short and ruptured in his ecstasy as I drank.
Perhaps this was a strength as well as a weakness...a double-edged sword. My thirst was always quenched by drinking Shori's blood. He was my beloved. The same could be said of his thirst...and thus...this is where it became a weakness. We refused to ever be parted...but if one of us were to die...then the other would die as well. A slow death, by not only intense grief and sorrow...but by starvation. For since we HAD found our beloved...we COULD NOT drink from another source again...this was it...there would be no substitution for the blood we had taken. I was Shori's only source of nourishment...and he was mine....by pledging ourselves to each other...we had chosen this path. But I didn't care, he was the only thing that mattered to me anyway...
I pulled away slowly...Shori was sweating a little...I had gone a little farther than usual. It was the moonlight...as it shown in through the curtains...I felt so....elated.... Scooting off of him, I allowed Shori to rise. He kneeled before me, staring straight into my eyes.
"Mei..." He lectured. "I told you not to make a mess..." Leaning in he licked the blood that had trickled down my chin all the way up to the edge of my mouth.
I smiled and stood up. Pulling him up in a swift motion, I shoved him against the wall near the bed. "Shori...it's your turn." I smirked and tilted my head to reveal my neck. "Drink up."
Shori's face grew intense...as it usually did when he was about to drink. He grabbed me by my shoulders and threw me onto the bed. I giggled a little as he leaned in and licked my neck fondly. Pulling away briefly, he looked me in the eyes again...then leaned back in for the bite. I closed my eyes slowly in anticipation. But instead of fangs...I felt the smoothness of his lips as they caressed my throat in a kiss.
"Sho...aren't you going to..."
"Not now Mei, you know as well as I...the Full Moon belongs to you." He whispered. "Let's just lie here for a bit...alright..."
"Yes..."
We remained there in a tight embrace...if only just for a bit...
A man entered the room, stunned. "You...you spilt blood here..." He commented under his breath as he stood in the doorway. We both stood up to meet this new person. He was dressed in the role of a butler...but he was a vampire. Not a pureblood though...even if he DID carry a similar scent to that Jezabelle woman....
"Just who ARE you?" Shori asked stepping forward before me.
Shimei-
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Just so you all know, I see a vampire bite being a very sensual thing. LOL, not painful but pleasureable--if you have ever seen Black Blood Brothers...then you are following perfectly. >:3
