Better then needles

[shiyome]

Tiffany nodded. Okay. She smiled up at him. Lets get started! She said cheerfully.  

[Call Me Nefret]

When had her cheerfulness gone from aggravating to endearing. He didn't bother to think about it. Instead, he brushed the hair from her face and once again sank his fangs into her neck. He wasn't as nervous about it, knowing she'd be getting some of his soon enough.  

[shiyome]

Tiffany breathed in and out and closed her eyes. She felt bliss again. She couldn't wait for her life to start when she was like Dmytri. She would stay with him forever. Or, will she change?  

[Call Me Nefret]

Dmytri closed his eyes and held her close. Her blood tasted sweeter than ever. His hand slid down her side and he remembered what had happened not too long before. He pulled back and kissed her deeply before cutting his wrist and offering it to her. His hand still rested on her thigh.  

[shiyome]

Tiffany winced at the smell and the sight of his blood but reminded her self it was for Dmytri. She put her lips to his wrist and sucked his blood, wincing at the taste.  

[Call Me Nefret]

He smiled apologetically, stroking her hair. "Just a little more." He urged quietly. He knew she hated it, but the more of his blood was in her the safer he felt.  

[shiyome]

Tiffany continued sucking his blood, still wincing at the taste. She squeezed her eyes shut, hoping this part would get over with it.  

[Call Me Nefret]

"C'mon now." He said, squeezing her slightly. "Just a bit more." He leaned down to whisper in her ear. "And then it's time for dessert." He squeezed her thigh gently.  

[shiyome]

Tiffany blushed a bit and continued drinking, disgusted still. She didn't like the taste, but soon she would low it and crave it. Will she kill innocent people?  

[Call Me Nefret]

"Enough." He said finally, pulling his wrist away. His smile was sultry. "I believe you've earned a reward." He said quietly.  

[shiyome]

Tiffany let out a sigh of relif. She was glad that was over. Then when he said something, she looked up at him with a bit of confusion.  

[Call Me Nefret]

She didn't understand? Ah well, she would in a moment. He moved her off her lap, then promptly pushed her down on the bed. He leaned over her, smiling. One hand slid under her shirt, resting on her stomach. His fingers moved lightly over her skin.  

[shiyome]

Tiffany was surprised as he pushed her down on the bed. She shivered as he slid his hand up her shirt and rested it on her stomach. She understood now. She looked up at him, blinking.  

[Call Me Nefret]

Still no response. "That's it?" He asked playfully, his hand starting to go lower. "I think I deserve a bigger reaction than that."  

[shiyome]

Tiffany blinked again then smiled and put her hands on his shoulders. She pulled him closer to her then kissed him deeply. Then pulled back. Like that? She asked giggling slightly.