He sat in the car, waiting. He did this every full moon, waiting for his friend to come back to him. He thought about Rebecca, how she had been beautiful, funny, and full of energy. Now she was gone. The only reason he cared was because he killed her. He felt her heart stop pumping her blood into his mouth. He regretted it, of course. He hadn't take anyone live in about the same time he met his best friend.
He had to admit though, her blood did taste amazingly better than the blood bank he had but he still felt sick to his stomach. He felt he had betrayed his love. It wasn't Rebecca who he truly wanted.
He wanted to feel his friend's lips under his, not Rebecca. She was just a way to exert sexual tension when he couldn't have the one he truly wanted. How he wanted to feel his hands work around the body he wanted to know so well. To lick and kiss any part he could get a hold of.
His heart was racked with laughter and embarrassment when he first saw him. Josh was wearing a flowery, short dress and nothing else. He was walking fast paced to the car they practically lived in and Aidan noticed he wasn't wearing any shoes.
Dangerous. He thought. Aidan grabbed the set of clothes from the passenger seat and put them in his lap. He felt himself want not the clothes but the wearer in his lap instead. Josh climbed into the car and didn't even have to ask Aidan for anything.
First, Aidan gave him the clothes and josh gave a nod of thanks. Aidan gave him his Star of David necklace and Josh immediately put it on. Aidan held out the water bottle and Josh took it gratefully and Aidan put the car in gear. Without a word, Aidan drove. It stayed that way until Aidan took a glance at Josh's dress. It was too short for his body, way too short. Aidan felt a flash of lust. He wanted to take that dress in his teeth and rip it off. He didn't. He was able to control his urges, but just barely. He thought of a one-liner to break the tension and smiled.
"You little slut."