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Foreword : Just saw 30 Days of Night and absolutely loved it! I found the vampires to be quite interesting, and much more scary than your average Blade or Selene that movies have pumped out lately. And yes, Danny Huston is oddly attractive as Marlow. Admit it, you saw it! Quick little ficlet I eeked out in my new infatuation with 30DON.
On the First Night
His nail scratched a shrieking tune into the record, music to his ears, and he watched the mortals recoil in horror.
Soon her voice rose above the noise, calling to the others, begining the feast.
Such a sweet voice she has, he thought to himself, moving towards her as she bit into the woman.
She was ravenous, and hadn't ate for quite a long time, neither had he. This was their first drink in a while.
He latched on, the feeling of warm blood against his cool throat gave him shivers, the fluid filling his stomach up, swelling to the brim.
Iris screeched and came next to him, eyeing the body he'd drained.
"It was good." he said, turning to her, "It will get better."
She grinned, her fangs jutting out of her mouth. Her jaw was covered in fresh blood, some dribbled out of her mouth and down her neck. She is so lovely.
Marlow's tongue licked up a trail of blood flowing from the corner of her mouth. It tasted sweet, like that of someone who was diabetic, or enjoyed one too many sweets in their time. He ran his tongue accross her fangs, trying to get up every last fresh drop.
"Marlow, may we dance?" she asked when he moved away. She usually asked this of him, more so than of any other man, and sometimes he obliged. Now seemed like a good time, no one was watching on as there usually was, a large circle around them as they danced upon the ground.
He grunted and nodded, pushing her onto the floor, undoing the top of his pants. She stared up at him wide eyed as always, her hands reaching for his collar.
"Quickly," he said, "I'm hungry."
She nodded and pushed her hips against him as he hiked her dress up above her waist.
He could feel the hot mortal blood inside of him, swelling in his veins, making him warm inside. It was a distinct and odd feeling, especially after the recent hours in the subarctic, since his insides had grown icy.
Pushing against her they moved in unison, growling, panting, grunting - it had been a long time since he had done this. After all, it is an act usually done when vampires have nothing else to do, as a means of escaping boredom.
He could still taste sweet blood on his fangs as he came, hard, into Iris. Her talons gripped into his upper arms, leaving marks underneath the fabric. She yelped, and it brought him back from the rush.
Moving away from her, the quick feeling of euphoria faded and the hunger returned in full force.
"Come, we eat now." he said, pulling her with him.
They went into the street, freezing cold but with hunger anew.
He spotted a young man in the corner of his eye, and pounced, like an animal, onto him. His mouth was on his neck, ripping, the warm blood hitting his tongue.
This was possbily the greatest idea he'd ever had. 30 days of feeding. 30 days of the sweet, orgasmic feel of blood in his belly.
Iris was next to him, feeding on another man, shaking as she sucked the life from him.
Marlow grinned and growled, hearing mortal and vampire screams all around him.
This adventure was to be very profitable. Very.
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I just posted this after writing it, without putting it through a beta or anything. Forgive any inconsistencies, I will fix them when my mind clears.
I love 30DON. This might have been a short little snippet, but expect more from me writing in this fandom.