AN: Standard disclaimer - don't own nothing, wish I did.

RIP Moonlight, you will be missed.


At some point, you're going to have to stop me

I bite down and her gasp of pain sweetens the blood searing my tongue. Mouth working against her arm, my senses are overwhelmed by the taste, the smell, the feel of her skin.

My body cools as I heal and the desperate, all-consuming need diminishes. The savage creature I strive to deny is sated; the man I wish to be struggles to the surface.

She wouldn't allow me to sacrifice myself. Instead, she gave me hope I can be better than the monstrous thing I was forced to become.

My heart aches – Love will never be a strong enough word.