Better then needles

[shiyome]

Tiffany rolled her eyes and smiled. Well I wouldn't know the answer to that would I? You're the one ripping it off me. She said as she put her head on his chest.  

[Call Me Nefret]

"If you'd like a turn..." He said, kissing her temple. "That can be arranged." He hugged her close. They still had to continue with the process. But he didn't want to move from this spot.  

[shiyome]

Tiffany blushed a bit. Then she remembered something. Oh I just remembered. What is the next step in the transformation? She asked him, even though she didnt want to get out of the comfort of his arms.  

[Call Me Nefret]

Of course she would ask the question he didn't want to answer. Well, there was no use in lying now. "Death." He said simply. He went on to explain before she could panic. "After the blood exchange, you have to stop the heart before the blood can take affect." He studied her face, trying to guess what she thought of this.  

[shiyome]

Tiffany's eyes widened. You.... You have to kill me? She asked confused. Her heart rate speed up in nervousness.  

[Call Me Nefret]

He put a hand on her cheek, trying to soothe her. "It's just a step in the process." He assured her. He stroked her cheek with his thumb. "But if you want to stop...I would understand." Death was a little much to ask for, he knew that.  

[shiyome]

Tiffany looked up at at him and smiled gently. N-No it's ok. It's going to get me closer to being like you. I can do it. She said confidently.  

[Call Me Nefret]

He smiled and kissed her. "Of course there's still something else we have to do before then." He said, squeezing her gently.  

[shiyome]

Hm? What's that? Tiffany asked confused.  

[Call Me Nefret]

"A bit more of step one." He said, smiling large enough to show his teeth. "Only one more time, I promise."  

[shiyome]

Tiffany nodded then moved her hair, showing her bare neck. You could see the wounds from the previous times he sunk his fangs into it.  

[Call Me Nefret]

He smiled. She was just so willing. Once he might've mistaken that as a prey's ignorance. Now he saw it as a sign of trust. He just hoped she wasn't mistaken in trusting him. He sank his fangs into her neck once again, trying to keep as far away from the previous wounds as possible.  

[shiyome]

Tiffany looked off into space. After he was done, she was going to have to drink his blood again. Then, he will have to kill her.  

[Call Me Nefret]

He could tell she was distant. Was she nervous? Having second thoughts? He drank slowly. He didn't know if he'd actually be able to kill her.