Who Is the Monster and Who Is the Man? (10/?)
Author: Rebecca
Pairings: James/Randy
Ratings: PG-13/R
Archiving Permission: here and my site; anyone else please ask
Disclaimer: Nope never happened but it would make a freaky movie ;-)
Summary: Cliff is a master vampire. Enough said.
I leaned over and gently kissed Randy on his dry chapped lips and whispered, �Come on tiger. It�s time to eat.�
His eyes rolled opened and I winced a little bit. Instead of the brown orbs I fell in love with, they had become death glazed white. �I�m not ��
�You need to eat Randy,� I said as I pulled him into my arms. �I don�t want to lose you.� I easily picked him up and started to the door when Cliff tugged on my pant leg.
�Here, you may need this,� he said holding out his dagger. I nodded and Bob took it from Cliff and slid it into my belt. With that I took Randy to the other room and sat down on the floor with him.
I cradled him in my arms as I kissed and nipped at his throat. He still had the strength to smile and purr a little bit. When I shifted my position and felt the dagger�s handle gently poke me. I pulled in out and looked at it before setting it aside. There were two uses for it; one to slit the throat of Randy�s meal so he can feed or use it to end Randy�s suffering. However, the second one will not happen. He is stronger than that.
I laid him down and he gave an angry whimper. �If you want more,� I murmured into his ear, �You need to eat.� He opened his mouth to protest but before he could I pulled him over to the unconscious man and propped him up on the other man�s left shoulder so he was near the neck.
Randy started to sniff the second he was close to the bared throat. He could feel and smell the warmth running through the jugular vein. He whimpered as he leaned down baring his fangs but winced and stopped. It was what I thought. He had the urge to feed but he�s jaw was still healing from being broken.
So I took the sharp dagger in one hand and gently grabbed Randy�s hair with the other. As I pulled him back, he gave a deep throat snarl, and I grinned. �And I thought you said you weren�t hungry,� I teased as I licked his forehead. Those seemingly dead eyes glared at me as he hissed at me. �Alright, alright no need to get you shorts into a twist,� I said as I leaned down, deftly slit the unconscious man�s throat, and put Randy back into position.
The reaction was quick. The man started to move but Randy quickly grabbed his head and pinned it down with a growl. He then started to suck the pulsating blood with a fervor desire that every young vampire has. The one burning desire to live that every living, and nonliving, creature has deep within their souls.
TBC
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